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#179841voted by our readers
By Adrianita BRONZE
Clearwater, Florida

To feel the sinfully warm heat caressing everyone that dares cross its wake. To drive with the windows down and the radio up, going just a few miles over the speed limit to get th...
Adrianita BRONZE, Clearwater, Florida
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#179842 Poetry
By TaylerNoelle PLATINUM
Fort Worth, Texas
TaylerNoelle PLATINUM, Fort Worth, Texas
32 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
"you either laugh or cry at this crazy world, and I long ago chose what I would do"

#179843 Poetry
By minniemona BRONZE
Allen, Texas
minniemona BRONZE, Allen, Texas
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Be nice to everyone, always smile and appreciate things because it could all be gone tomorrow.

#179844 Poetry
By Petrisia BRONZE
Elk Grove, California
Petrisia BRONZE, Elk Grove, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#179845 Poetry
By masterking48 GOLD
Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
masterking48 GOLD, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
10 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#179846 Poetry
Nicholas Hébert DIAMOND, Austin, Texas
84 articles 25 photos 0 comments
singerxchick95 SILVER, Winterport, Maine
5 articles 0 photos 2 comments
#179848 Poetry
By radicalhonesty GOLD
Alpharetta, Georgia
radicalhonesty GOLD, Alpharetta, Georgia
12 articles 2 photos 65 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is no situation, facet, or aspect of life that cannot be improved with pizza. -Daria

#179849 Poetry
By Jack Doughty BRONZE
Huntington, Indiana
Jack Doughty BRONZE, Huntington, Indiana
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#179850 Poetry
Anubisluver BRONZE, Goshen, Ohio
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Blessed be God&#039;s name? Why, but why would I bless Him? Every fiber in me rebelled. Because He caused thousands of children to burn in His mass graves? Because he kept six crematoria working day and night, including Sabbath and the Holy Days? Because in His great might, He had created Auschwitz, Birkenau, Buna, and so many other factories of death? How could I say to Him: Blessed be Thou, Almighty, Master of the Universe, who chose us among all nations to be tortured day and night, to watch as our fathers, our mothers, our brothers, end up in the furnaces? Praised be Thy Holy Name, for having chosen us to be slaughtered on Thine altar?&rdquo; <br /> ― Elie Wiesel, Night