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By GreenLover SILVER
Anaheim, California

The light of the sun percing through the window. I think of you. The roaring of the waves, I miss you. How I wish theses days would just fly by. With no worry in my mind...
GreenLover SILVER, Anaheim, California
5 articles 0 photos 32 comments

Favorite Quote:
Time is but a number


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By Mercy03 SILVER
Des Moines, Washington
Mercy03 SILVER, Des Moines, Washington
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Just because you can, doesn't mean you should." - Acheron

another_teenage_itiot PLATINUM, Huston, Arkansas
30 articles 0 photos 16 comments

Favorite Quote:
Why are we so angry<br /> why are we so sad<br /> we dont need to stare back<br /> at everything we had

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By CountryGothic GOLD
Somersworth, New Hampshire
CountryGothic GOLD, Somersworth, New Hampshire
16 articles 2 photos 206 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Once something has been said, it cannot be said in other words.&quot; -Aristotle

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By Voltron BRONZE
North Vernon, Indiana
Voltron BRONZE, North Vernon, Indiana
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By DelaneyIlish2011 GOLD
Lawrenceburg, Indiana
DelaneyIlish2011 GOLD, Lawrenceburg, Indiana
10 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
There&#039;s only us, there&#039;s only this, forget regret. Or life is your&#039;s to miss. No other road, no other way, no day but today.

Vivallaa PLATINUM, NYC, New York
44 articles 89 photos 34 comments

Favorite Quote:
\&#039;Before you stalk and overrun, you can\&#039;t devour anyone.\&#039;

DelightfullyDAZED PLATINUM, Las Cruces, New Mexico
25 articles 0 photos 60 comments

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~Our arms start from the back because they were once wings<br /> ~ suppose shes a wildflower<br /> ~i am free of all predujice, i hate everyone equally

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By pilotp3 BRONZE
Mount Prospect, Illinois
pilotp3 BRONZE, Mount Prospect, Illinois
3 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Be warned, my son, of anything in addition to them. Of making many books there is no end, and much study wearies the body. Ecclesiastes 12:12

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By JayRaj SILVER
Ahmedabad, Other
JayRaj SILVER, Ahmedabad, Other
5 articles 0 photos 5 comments