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Poetry
By BaBii_GhErL PLATINUM
Wasilla, Alaska

i smile when i ppls around but truely deep inside i feel down ever since you let me go i dnt really kare to kno how valuable life really is i jux sit around & reminis th...
BaBii_GhErL PLATINUM, Wasilla, Alaska
27 articles 0 photos 24 comments

Favorite Quote:
Loving someone who doesnt love u is not wrong its just painful!


Poetry
By BubbiG GOLD
Columbia, Maryland
BubbiG GOLD, Columbia, Maryland
14 articles 4 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;NEVER LOOK BACKWARDS ALWAYS LOOK FORWARD!&quot;<br /> <br /> Lisa Left-eye Lopes

Poetry
By Hawgs*Baby*Girl PLATINUM
Morrison, Tennessee
Hawgs*Baby*Girl PLATINUM, Morrison, Tennessee
23 articles 3 photos 3 comments
Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By PursuitofHappiness GOLD
Fort Mill, South Carolina
PursuitofHappiness GOLD, Fort Mill, South Carolina
14 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Respect the written word&quot;<br /> &quot;What ever you are, be a good one&quot;

Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By MsQuared GOLD
Morrison, Tennessee
MsQuared GOLD, Morrison, Tennessee
10 articles 0 photos 1 comment
Poetry
By Brunettie SILVER
Norfolk, Virginia
Brunettie SILVER, Norfolk, Virginia
5 articles 0 photos 3 comments