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By Anonymous

We piled into the back of the SUV,  My chest aching, ears wailing, cheeks burning Because I already knew he was those things As she spewed them from her mouth like new term...

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By Anonymous
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By tina26 BRONZE
Hartford, Connecticut
tina26 BRONZE, Hartford, Connecticut
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Hold on, to the memories, they will hold on to you.

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By Luthi3n GOLD
Doriath, Minnesota
Luthi3n GOLD, Doriath, Minnesota
13 articles 0 photos 29 comments

Favorite Quote:
"A writer is a world trapped inside a person." —Victor Hugo

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By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

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By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

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By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka