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By alllluuurra SILVER
Battle Creek, Michigan

I have so much to live for and I'm so angry so angry that I can't enjoy these years. I'm stuck in this black hole. I want to enjoy the flowers not wallow away i...
alllluuurra SILVER, Battle Creek, Michigan
9 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"We cut in kill flowers because we think they are beautiful, we cut and kill ourselves because we think we are not."


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By 186101 BRONZE
Weston, Florida
186101 BRONZE, Weston, Florida
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By Carson_Beck GOLD
Austin, Texas
Carson_Beck GOLD, Austin, Texas
16 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"Barry's real superpower isn't speed, it's hope. The kid's got an endless reservoir. Thinks it's all gonna work out!" - HR (The Flash)

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By CAR.Risk BRONZE
Bay City, Michigan
CAR.Risk BRONZE, Bay City, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The More Your Quiet The More You Here.

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XxSlaicxX SILVER, Boise, Idaho
9 articles 4 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Giving up doesn't mean you're weak, sometimes it means your strong enough to let go.

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clairexaudrey PLATINUM, Bethel, Connecticut
41 articles 3 photos 73 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.&quot;<br /> -Elizabeth Kubler Ross

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#475660 Poetry
By reyess_anai BRONZE
Corona, California
reyess_anai BRONZE, Corona, California
4 articles 0 photos 21 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than misunderstood.&quot; Nietzsche