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    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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  3. SociallyAwkwardPenguin SociallyAwkwardPenguin
    posted a quote
    September 6, 2014 8:16pm UTC
    GOOD FRIENDS
    GOOD VIBES

  4. imperfect * imperfect *
    posted a quote
    October 18, 2013 10:07am UTC
    And when people ask me: "Why are you so weird?"
    I never know what to say... but then I realized,
    why would I be like THIS
    when I could be like
    ttthiiiss??

  5. imperfect * imperfect *
    posted a quote
    November 22, 2013 12:51pm UTC
    Sleep,hugs,fun,family,love,friends,memories,laughs,kisses
    Because the best things in life are free.

  6. imperfect * imperfect *
    posted a quote
    December 7, 2013 10:55am UTC
    Every girls dream is to have a guy call her at 3am just to say,
    "Hey beautiful,I just wanted to tell you I love you
    I'm outside of your window
    with cookies and ice cream

  7. imperfect * imperfect *
    posted a quote
    January 5, 2014 2:42pm UTC
    *gets nothing done*
    well...time for a break.

  8. aMeErA aMeErA
    posted a quote
    July 25, 2014 7:35pm UTC
    Grandmother says... Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; "Which are you?" A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose. Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, "Tell me what do you see?" "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. "What's the point,grandmother?" Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity--boiling water--but each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water. "Which are you?" she asked her granddaughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?" Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?

  9. Crazy girl* Crazy girl*
    posted a quote
    July 26, 2014 2:18pm UTC
    I'm so thankful my childhood was filled with imagination &bruises from playing outside, instead of apps &how many likes you get on a picture.

  10. RadioCatastrophe RadioCatastrophe
    posted a quote
    July 9, 2014 2:54am UTC
    Dreams: Revisited
    I want me...
    A slow drinker
    And a lazy smoker
    Who talks about life
    And sucks at poker
    A rough handed man
    With a thoughtful mind
    A heart so strong
    And a love so blind
    I want me...
    A slow dance
    And a lazy song
    To forget about life
    And just sing along
    A moonlit walk
    With one thought in mind
    A night so long
    And a place to hide
    I want me...
    A slower life
    And lazy days
    To just drift by
    Like ocean waves
    A softer way
    With peace of mind
    A kinder day
    With you by my side

  11. AnaCastro196 AnaCastro196
    posted a quote
    July 8, 2014 11:47pm UTC
    Time is a valuable thing
    Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
    Watch it count down to the end of the day
    The clock ticks life away

  12. amaris_echo amaris_echo
    posted a quote
    July 7, 2014 6:38pm UTC
    Until I met you.
    Chapter Six:
    Grace came down the isle, slowly I could see the tears on her cheeks, as she looked on John's huge smile, tear filled eyes and shaking hands. I place my hand on his shoulder and look over at Melanie, as she stares at Grace, with a huge smile on her face. I could tell she was happy for her, and I could aso tell that she was a bit nervous. Why was she nervous? She rubed her hands up and dow her arms, and stood with her legs close together.
    They said "I do." Kissed, and now we're driving our way to the reception at a bar, at the beach, they would leave for their honeymoon in Hawaii tonight, and would be gone for a week. I followed the limo, that John and Grace were in, with Melanie in the passenger seat, and John's two cousins, Sarah, and Clark in the back.
    The ride was pretty quiet, besides Sarah, and Clark talking softly to eachother, about how happy they are for John, and Melanie watched the road as we drove. I could tapped m fingers on the steering wheel as I wait for the light to turn green.
    At the reception, where Grace's mom had set the entire place up, Grace and John had theiir own table in the front of the room, facing all of the other tables. I was at the table a little off to the side of them, with Melanie, Grace's sister Joan, John's brother Wyatt, and Sarah and Clark. I may or may not have asked Grace's mother to switch her seat to be next to mine.
    I smiled as children danced on the dance floor, and ran around, failing their arms. "Do you want a drink?" Melanie asked me, takiong me out of the awkward silence at the table. I smiled, and stood up, "I'll get us some drinks, remember, you're my date and I don't want you to be getting me anything." Her face turned pink, and I walked to the bar.
    I wasn't old enough to get any alcohol, so got us some Soda. I brought it back to the table, but dropped one of the drinks on the floor. Another one of John's friends, that used to go to school with us, Damen, was in my seat, talking with Melanie. She was laughing, and twirling her hair in her fingers. Did she like this guy? She never twirled her hair around me.
    I hand her her drink, "I'm gonna go check up with the bride and groom, you okay?" I look from her, to Damen. "Yes, thank you!" She said, smiling."
    I knew John could tell I was irritated, just fro the way he shook his head and laughed as I approached his table. "Can I stral the groom for a minute?" Grace smiled, kissing him on the cheek. "I guess this will be the last time for a week for you two to really talk so, of course!" John walked next to me, to the front doors, and onto the sand outside.
    "I am not sure I like this situation." John said, smiling. I nodded. "I know right." We looked in at them, and I turned my head as I saw her kiss his cheek, as they began to dance. "Must be a slow song..." John muttered, looking from me to the Table where Grace sat. "Go ahead, man. It's your reception. Go have your first dance." He patted my shoulder, and walked through the doors. "Should I trip Damen?" I laugh lightly, and think about it for a second, until I notice how much fun Melanie is having. "No."
    I watched John walk up to Grace, and hold out his hand and her take it. I smiled as they walked to the middle of the dance floor, and started to slowly dance, I took a picture of them as they smiled into eachothers eyes, and sent it to John's phone, and also to my Mom. Nina's phone. "Stop being so cute." I wrote.
    I didn't go back in, until I saw John waving me in, to gather around with all of the single men, to catch that thing that the bride wears around her thigh, and to be honest I didn't even want to know what It was called. "ONE....TWO...THREE!" I shook my head as all of the guys reached up high for it, jumping, I raised my hand to pretend that I wanted to catch it.
    I was too busy thinking about Damen and Melanie to notice why everyone was staring at me. "What?" I asked confused, and then felt somehting silky in my hand. I caught it, well, I'll be damned. "Go Issac!" Yelled John, I forced a laugh, because I knew what happened when I cought this, I would have to pull this thing onto another girl's thigh.
    Grace threw her boquet into the air, with a big smile on her face, and giggling. Melanie jumped up, smiling, and reaching her hand up, and caught it, which made me blush. "Can the two who caught the items go to the center of the floor, and everyone else, give them some room.
    By the time I got to the center, Melanie was sitting in the chair, and pressing her lips together nervously. "Hey." She said, looking up at me, I only nodded. The lights got low, and I knelt down on my knees, as a spotlight was put on us, she lifted her leg, and I started to hear people cheering.
    Melanie looked extremely uncomfortable, so I wanted to get it over with quickly. I slid off her shoe, and up her calf slowly, and then I could hear the guys in the room yelling loudly. "Woooo!!!!" I pushed it past her knee, and up a little higher, up to her thigh.
    The lights turned on, and she stood, smiling, and bowed. I smiled down at her, but she didn't notice, she was looking into the crowd. This was not a good sign, I can't ask her now, it's a bad idea, and as much as I want to, It's not the time nor the place. I would wait until we drove home.
    Everyone gathered to get cake, and I was the third person, so I sat down at the table, and Mel, soon came to the table too, sighing. "You okay?" She nodded. "Just tired, I suppose." I smile slightly, watching her pick her fork at her piece of cake. "Well, would you like to go home?" She looked over at me, her eyes sparkling, and her curls b oucing as she turned her head, and I could feel the question popping out of my mouth, and then she spoke.
    "Damen invited me to his house."
    I honestly don;t think any words have hurrt so bad, ever.
    [AUTHORS NOTE:]
    I have said before, that I also have this story on Wattpad, if you have that and want to follow me/ read it on there. My user: izoraascelin .
    Also, if you liked this, favorite, follow, and comment. I will update when I can! If you would like to get notified, comment, and I will notify you. I hope you like this story! I hope to have people read this, because I would love feedback, and readers! <3
    If you would like to see an update, on this story, [CHAPTER SEVEN] Favorite, and comment? <3
    THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.

  13. britany* britany*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 10:43pm UTC
    I PREFER RAINFALL OVER SUNSHINE AND MAYBE THAT EXPLAINS WHY I'D CHOOSE YOU OVER ANYONE ELSE

  14. Blurryface* Blurryface*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 10:05pm UTC
    from a tiny spark may burst a mighty flame

  15. skylar3304 skylar3304
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 11:22am UTC
    Life is not measured by the breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away

  16. *compassionate soul* *compassionate soul*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 3:13am UTC
    When I wake up,
    The dream isn't done.
    I wanna see your face,
    And know I made it home.
    If nothing is true,
    What more can I do?
    I am still painting flowers for you,
    I am still painting flowers for you.

  17. Loki* Loki*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 2:58pm UTC
    You've got a heart
    as loud as
    lions
    So why let
    your voice be
    tamed?

  18. AnaCastro196 AnaCastro196
    posted a quote
    July 4, 2014 8:42pm UTC
    ❤ Life is too short to wake up with regrets.
    Love the people who treat you right &
    forget the ones who don't.
    Believe that everything happens for a reason.
    If you get a chance - take it.
    If it changes your life - let it.
    Nobody said life would be easy.
    They just promised it would be worth it. ❤

  19. ocean pixie* ocean pixie*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 12:29am UTC
    I can live without you, but
    without you I'd be miserable at best.

  20. Rajsonkar Rajsonkar
    posted a quote
    July 4, 2014 8:56pm UTC
    Life Can Be Hard, Not Always Fun,
    When Nights Brings Dark And
    Morning Brings Sun, When Life Gets
    Tough And Nobody Seems To Care, Give Me A Call And I Will Always Be There.

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