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By thatchickmilly SILVER
Baldwinsville, New York

She hung on to his every word. Curiosity itched beneath her skin. She was intruiged by this complete stranger. It may very well have been the alcohol. But she would beg to diff...
thatchickmilly SILVER, Baldwinsville, New York
5 articles 15 photos 11 comments

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By alayapoetgirl BRONZE
St. Louis, Missouri
alayapoetgirl BRONZE, St. Louis, Missouri
4 articles 0 photos 92 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is hard; but it's harder if you're stupid. -John Wayne

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By ShernayB. DIAMOND
Southfield, Michigan
ShernayB. DIAMOND, Southfield, Michigan
62 articles 1 photo 881 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Some things will never change"---Tupac

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By Corinnee<3 BRONZE
Scottsdale, Arizona
Corinnee<3 BRONZE, Scottsdale, Arizona
4 articles 0 photos 14 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Someday your dreams will come true.&quot; I sure hope mine do!!:)

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By CaptainFabulous. GOLD
Union, Missouri
CaptainFabulous. GOLD, Union, Missouri
11 articles 0 photos 70 comments

Favorite Quote:
PERSONAL FAVORITE QUOTE::::<br /> <br /> &quot;When life hands you lemons,make BEEF STEW!&quot;<br /> -Andy Milanokis?(sp)

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By sonnysulouff BRONZE
Clarendon Hills, Illinois
sonnysulouff BRONZE, Clarendon Hills, Illinois
4 articles 0 photos 34 comments
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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;

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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;

abbykadabbra BRONZE, Arlington Heights, Illinois
3 articles 0 photos 2 comments