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By Drewboa SILVER
Southlake, Texas

Look at these filthy knees of mine! caked with dirt, scabby, skinned, pretending not to hurt or slime. My mother asked, HOW have you sinned? But I just shrugged --and then...
Drewboa SILVER, Southlake, Texas
5 articles 0 photos 2 comments

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By beadlesluver88 SILVER
Marysville, Washington
beadlesluver88 SILVER, Marysville, Washington
9 articles 6 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
If ever there is a tomorrow when were not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe. Stronger than you seem & smarter than you think, but the most important thing is, even if were apart I'll always be you.

Ashleigh909 GOLD, Buford, Georgia
14 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The night is the darkest just before the dawn."

Seanasea BRONZE, Windsor, Other
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The show must go on."

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By Romoffia BRONZE
Toronto, Other
Romoffia BRONZE, Toronto, Other
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
beautifullyclueless GOLD, Fort Worth, Texas
16 articles 0 photos 24 comments
jhsironmen12 PLATINUM, Jackson, Ohio
36 articles 0 photos 92 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life's not about how hard you can hit; it's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward, how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done.

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By Aysia SILVER
Erie, Colorado
Aysia SILVER, Erie, Colorado
5 articles 7 photos 53 comments

Favorite Quote:
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up - Pablo Picasso

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By videotaped GOLD
Geneva, New York
videotaped GOLD, Geneva, New York
19 articles 18 photos 14 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a little.&quot;<br /> - The Celtic Twilight, W. B. Yeats