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By Joseph123 PLATINUM
Paris, Other

"Please tell me you've never liked another guy," she says, and your heart's crushed, cut, socked, stuffed, and abused. And his face is always in your dreams,...
Joseph123 PLATINUM, Paris, Other
26 articles 0 photos 6 comments

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By Anonymous
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By MissMissingSoul BRONZE
South Jordan, Utah
MissMissingSoul BRONZE, South Jordan, Utah
3 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Salt Water is the cure for everything; whether it be sweat, tears, or the sea <br /> &lt;3

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By RebeccaR PLATINUM
Racine, Wisconsin
RebeccaR PLATINUM, Racine, Wisconsin
21 articles 0 photos 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
If your ship doesn&#039;t come in, swim out to it.<br /> -- Jonathan Winters

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By whyshouldIlove SILVER
Algiers, Other
whyshouldIlove SILVER, Algiers, Other
6 articles 4 photos 56 comments

Favorite Quote:
Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead. Benjamin Franklin

Tokiohotelgirl BRONZE, Sandy, Utah
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
whats a facebook?<br /> Bill Kaulitz

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By Anonymous
Kaylarebekah131719 PLATINUM, McDonough, Georgia
21 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
*(ending to Faith) I told myself that, if I avoided him at all costs, I&#039;d be okay; so I did, and I was, and he never game back.<br /> * More than we rely on other people, we rely on other peoples ignorance.<br /> *Just a little thank you, to all the morons that led me to learning to write well; you are the razors of the pen that draws the blood I write with. I owe it all to your mistakes.

Poetry
By Anonymous
Kaylarebekah131719 PLATINUM, McDonough, Georgia
21 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
*(ending to Faith) I told myself that, if I avoided him at all costs, I&#039;d be okay; so I did, and I was, and he never game back.<br /> * More than we rely on other people, we rely on other peoples ignorance.<br /> *Just a little thank you, to all the morons that led me to learning to write well; you are the razors of the pen that draws the blood I write with. I owe it all to your mistakes.