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By Micca_22 BRONZE
East Dublin, Georgia

Almost my friend, almost my boo. All the moments I almost spent with you. Almost called, almost text. Almost good, almost the best. Almost frowned, almost cried. Almost kept a...
Micca_22 BRONZE, East Dublin, Georgia
3 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Be the best you can be at all times.<br /> Dont worry, Be happy.


#33352 Poetry
By arcanine24 PLATINUM
Ventnor, New Jersey
arcanine24 PLATINUM, Ventnor, New Jersey
47 articles 1 photo 19 comments

Favorite Quote:
Everyone has a story; just some are more interesting to read than others.

#33353 Poetry
#33354 Poetry
By AhtmahKhalsa DIAMOND
Espanola, New Mexico
AhtmahKhalsa DIAMOND, Espanola, New Mexico
54 articles 1 photo 33 comments

Favorite Quote:
&#039;&#039;Be Formless, Shapless, Like Water...When you put water in the cup, you become the cup, when you put water in the teapot, you become the teapot, be water my friend...&#039;&#039; -Bruce Lee<br /> <br /> &#039;&#039;The Only enemy we have to fight is ourselves&#039;&#039;-Morihei Ueshiba

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By TimR. PLATINUM
Allentown, New York
TimR. PLATINUM, Allentown, New York
34 articles 0 photos 11 comments
#33356 Poetry
By MariaCursHush9 BRONZE
Kuwait, Other
MariaCursHush9 BRONZE, Kuwait, Other
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Madness, as you know, is a lot like gravity, all it takes is a little push&quot; - The Joker

#33357 Poetry
#33358 Poetry
By SunshyneSky GOLD
Oakdale, California
SunshyneSky GOLD, Oakdale, California
10 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being &quot;in love&quot; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.&quot;

#33359 Poetry
By banana PLATINUM
Johnston, Iowa
banana PLATINUM, Johnston, Iowa
30 articles 0 photos 18 comments
#33360 Poetry
bryanna1311 SILVER, Brooklyn, New York
5 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don&#039;t matter and those who matter don&#039;t mind---Dr. Suess