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maddieee*
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February 11, 2013 6:33pm UTC

They say that true love hurts well this could almost
KILL ME

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livelaughwrite
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February 11, 2013 7:46pm UTC

so this popular girl I know was crying at lunch, so I decided to ask her why.
Me: Why are you crying?
Her: *sobbing like crazy* My boyfriend didn't text me back yesterday!
Me:
Her: Do you think he hates me?
Me:
Me:
Me: Yes.
she's an inspiration to all. Sometimes I wonder how she lives on.

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livelaughwrite
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February 11, 2013 8:52pm UTC

it does not matter how slow you go as long as
you are not walking in front of me in the hallway.

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laurenzooo
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February 11, 2013 10:02pm UTC

sometimes you just need to let go 'cause the more you hold on the longer it will hurt

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This_Is_My_Story
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June 26, 2012 1:40pm UTC

I'm Not Crazy
Chapter 2
Feburary 5th, 9:06 a.m., 1996
I awoke to find myself laying on new sheets, like I do every morning. Nobody questions why there is so much blood. Nobody cares. I remembered another day had passed, so I drew another chalk line on the wall. So many marks, I lost count. I took my hard roll and ripped it, then took a bite. Stale. Like always. I sat on the edge of my bed and looked out of my window. I saw kids playing a game of footie in the street. They're so lucky. They don't realize how much I would kill for that freedom. One little boy fell and scraped his knee while trying to kick the ball, and he started to cry. Scraped knees are the least of my problems. He's lucky. I was going to walk out and go to the tele room, but then I realized I had lockdown. F*ck.
I took a swig of water then flopped onto my bed, "F*ck f*ck f***********8cky f*ck f*ck! I hate everyoneeeee!" I sang, but then I stopped in my tracks. Something was strange. No mumbling, cackling, or weird noises from behind the curtain, where Scarlet's bed was.
"Uh, Scarlet?" I asked. No reply. "Hello?" No answer. I peered around the corner to see someone sleeping in the bed scarlet was once in. But this person wasn't Scarlet.
The mysterious person had mid-legnth, straight brown hair. She had very pale skin, and she clearly starved herself, but not as much as I. Cuts, burns, and other scars covered her visible skin, just like me. The name plate on her sidetable said, "Paige Moran. 16, Cleveland." Cleveland? Like, Ohio? Weird, I'm from Pittsburgh, which is about 2 hours away from here. I looked at her once more, and I wanted to know more about her. What is she like? What's her story? What's her condition? Will we get a long? Why is she here? Do we have the same issues? Should she be here? I needed to know. I don't want to be alone. I need someone who understands.
Woaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, who could it be? It's a mysteryyy!! ;OOO Will her and Nicole get along? What will happen with them? Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh! KEEP READING!! ;DDDDD

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hannah143
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June 24, 2012 5:34pm UTC

Tell my mother, Tell my father:
I've done the best I can.

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hannahzettl
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June 25, 2012 2:39am UTC

Music is My escapeMy therapyMy journeyMy soulMy identityMy beingMy best friendMy surroundingMy love My life Music is just my thing.I don't think anyone will fully understand that.

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January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC

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xxSuperStories12xx
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May 27, 2012 10:28pm UTC

Just Another Winter
Chapter Thirteen:
Taylor's POV:
“…T-Taylor..?” Ronnie asked completely confused. I sighed and crossed my arms rolling my eyes. I did not want to do this.
“This makes no sense. You’re dead.” She breathed.
“I know. No need to rub it in.” I groaned and walked over to her bed. I sat down on it and bounced up and down. “Your bed is too firm.” I whined.
“I don’t care about my bed! How are you here?! You’re dead!!!” She screeched.
My eyes widened. “Shut up! Jeez, your parents are going to think you’re crazy.” She looked down, slightly embarrassed.
“Too late for that.” She mumbled. I gave her a weird look, but shrugged it off.
“Anyway, I’m here to help you. Haven’t you seen the movies? You need guidance. Here I am.” I murmured lying completely down on her bed, trying to keep my sanity.
“So you are my angel? That’s what you are telling me right now? How did you even know I needed help? I don’t need your help! I could barely put up with you when you were alive.” Ronnie shot at me. I felt my blood start to boil as I stood up and marched over to her.
“You listen to me. I do not want to be here okay? All I want to do is be able see my friends and family again. But I can’t do that until I help you with your prissy little problems. So just shut the hell up and deal with it because even standing in the same room as you is making me want to kill myself and I’m already dead.” I spat. Her eyes immediately dropped to the floor and I thought I saw tears in her eyes. I started to feel guilty. I had been harsh with her. But my whole life she had tortured me… why should I be nice? Other than the fact that I have to.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Ronnie? Who are you talking to?” it sounded like her father.
“Quick hide.” She hissed at me. I walked over and sat on her bed.
“Don’t have to. Only you can see me.” A second later her father walked into the room. He was tall and bulky with short dirty blonde hair and sharp green eyes.
“Veronica? Who were you talking to.” He asked again.
Ronnie looked away. She seemed frightened. “No one Daddy.”
“But I heard voices.” He seemed to be getting unnecessarily impatient with her. I sat up and watched more intently.
“I was just talking to myself.” She mumbled. The loud crack of skin hitting skin made me jump.
“You’re lying! I do not appreciate liars you little b*tch!!” Tears fell out of Ronnie’s eyes as I sat there staring with my mouth wide open at the father and daughter standing in front of me. He had just smacked her as hard as he could across the face.
Note: busy this week. Sorry for the wait. Enjoy y'all :)

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xXxForeverxYoursxXx
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April 29, 2012 12:08pm UTC

Crying isn't a sign of weakness.
It's a sign of having tried to hard to be
strong for too long.
♥

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dont_deny_loves_freedom
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April 15, 2012 1:18pm UTC

me and HIM have an inside joke, "less then three" once i sent him a <3 and he didnt expect me to send it. So he thought "less then three?? what??" so now everytime we leave in different directions he will say "less then three" and i say "less then three back" god i love him so much. He likes me so much. My parents don't like him and won't let us be together. Every night before i go to bed I pray for them to give him a chance.
<3

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tuck323
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April 26, 2012 9:59pm UTC

Soccer probs#8
"oh god oh god the balls on the other teams half
dont look stupid, get the ball and RUN!!!".
format credit;; JustADream_

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January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC

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emilyxxox*
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April 17, 2012 8:14pm UTC

If a girl has a wall up,
it's because it was built
brick after brick;
lie after lie;
heartbreak after heartbreak.

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YouAreLovedXo
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April 18, 2012 12:08pm UTC

Girl: I'm depressed
Society: You're overreacting
Girl: I cut myself
Society: It's for attention
Girl: *kills herself*
Society: We never saw the signs

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January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC

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January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC

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HeresToTheKidsWho_
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April 14, 2012 7:24pm UTC

Here's To The Kids Who
Couldn't Save Them.
Submit your 'Here's To The Kids Who' by commenting on my profile.

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DoesNoOneCare
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April 15, 2012 10:03am UTC

life can get hard...
and things can go
wrong...
just gotta stand
up and stay
strong
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DoesNoOneCare
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April 15, 2012 9:56am UTC

Every king was once a helpless baby & every great structure once a bluepring...
It's not where you are today, but where you'll reach that counts
nmq
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