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By Dillon97 BRONZE
Papillion, Nebraska

PROM Thirsty young girl stomping the yard Like a dancer in a leotard. Making herself look ridiculous Definitely not meticulous. Of course she’s wearing a bright pink dress O...
Dillon97 BRONZE, Papillion, Nebraska
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By Anonymous
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By bakonloverk PLATINUM
Harker Heights, Texas
bakonloverk PLATINUM, Harker Heights, Texas
24 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Dream with my eyes open.<br /> Sleep when I&#039;m dead.<br /> Love who my hearts chosen.<br /> Conquer what lies ahead.

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By bakonloverk PLATINUM
Harker Heights, Texas
bakonloverk PLATINUM, Harker Heights, Texas
24 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Dream with my eyes open.<br /> Sleep when I&#039;m dead.<br /> Love who my hearts chosen.<br /> Conquer what lies ahead.

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By Anonymous
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By Jade.I.Am ELITE
Fishers, Indiana
Jade.I.Am ELITE, Fishers, Indiana
214 articles 14 photos 1159 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;If you&#039;re losing your soul and you know it, then you&#039;ve still got a soul left to lose&rdquo; <br /> ― Charles Bukowski

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By Jade.I.Am ELITE
Fishers, Indiana
Jade.I.Am ELITE, Fishers, Indiana
214 articles 14 photos 1159 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;If you&#039;re losing your soul and you know it, then you&#039;ve still got a soul left to lose&rdquo; <br /> ― Charles Bukowski

Carolyn Woolner BRONZE, Calgary, Other
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By innerhuman BRONZE
Middleton, Massachusetts
innerhuman BRONZE, Middleton, Massachusetts
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars, and the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, and the tree-toad is a chef-d&#039;ouevre for the highest, and the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heave, and the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery, and the cow crunching with drepress&#039;d head surpasses any statue, and a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.&quot; by Walt Whitman

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By Anonymous