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#7071voted by our readers
By Butterflywriter BRONZE
Racine, Wisconsin

you looked at me and I felt nothing I know for certain you felt nothing you're only sweet when you want something you're sweet to me so you want something knee-high socks...
Butterflywriter BRONZE, Racine, Wisconsin
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I'm not in the business, I am the business."<br /> -Blade Runner


#7072 Poetry
By Grey_Rain BRONZE
Elk Grove, California
Grey_Rain BRONZE, Elk Grove, California
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#7073 Poetry
By ashiii BRONZE
Khandwa, Other
ashiii BRONZE, Khandwa, Other
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Value yourself and make others feel valuable too!!<br /> Cut off people who don't support your growth!!

#7074 Poetry
By number_38 GOLD
Christchurch, Other
number_38 GOLD, Christchurch, Other
10 articles 0 photos 5 comments
#7075 Poetry
Crazywolfiegirl2 PLATINUM, Kington, Other
26 articles 3 photos 284 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter. —Rachel Carson

#7076 Poetry
By MrAbyss PLATINUM
Cincinnati, Ohio
MrAbyss PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
41 articles 15 photos 18 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Normality is a paved road, but no flowers grow on it.” -Vincent Van Gogh

#7077 Poetry
By frostyashes SILVER
Belmont, Massachusetts
frostyashes SILVER, Belmont, Massachusetts
5 articles 1 photo 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires" - Macbeth

#7078 Poetry
By Paige25 BRONZE
Ellis Grove, Illinois
Paige25 BRONZE, Ellis Grove, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
SummerRose GOLD, St. Paul, Minnesota
11 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Supposing there was no intelligence behind the universe, no creative mind. In that case, nobody designed my brain for the purpose of thinking. It is merely that when the atoms inside my skull happen, for physical or chemical reasons, to arrange themselves in a certain way, this gives me, as a by-product, the sensation I call thought. But, if so, how can I trust my own thinking to be true? It's like upsetting a milk jug and hoping that the way it splashes itself will give you a map of London. But if I can't trust my own thinking, of course I can't trust the arguments leading to Atheism, and therefore have no reason to be an Atheist, or anything else. Unless I believe in God, I cannot believe in thought: so I can never use thought to disbelieve in God.”

#7080 Poetry
By Ash1109 BRONZE
Edmond, Oklahoma
Ash1109 BRONZE, Edmond, Oklahoma
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments