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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't fan fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw te again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No più nagging!

No più griping!

No più constant whining!

No più rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No più yelling!

No più shrieking!

No più do this o do that!

The very mention of my name da your irritable voice makes my ears bleed buckets.

The look of your horrendous face when yelling at me makes me vomit on the inside.

To imagine my life without you.

Is like a dream that's impossible to obtain.

Oh well, whilst I sleep that dream I long is true.

Where I am so happy.

To never see you.
added by axemnas
Source: Henry David Thoreau, axemnas,Casablanca
added by HarryPLover
posted by alicia386
Shane Gildmen stared at the roaring waves. In just a couple of days his girlfriend would be back from her trip to Europe. He had no idea how he was going to deliever the tragic news. His girlfriend was so fragile. He didn't want to crush her feelings.
A week after she left, he cheated on her with Emily Tones. Emily was there for him. While his girlfriend, Trinity, went on vacation. Emily talked with him when he thought Trinity was cheating on him with some european dude. He kissed Emily. He daydreamed about Emily. He even wanted più from Emily then just a kiss. Soon he depended on Emily....
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posted by hgfan5602
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I Amore being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
o get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
posted by malmcd
My journey hasn't been easy for me. Every step of the way I've struggled, stumbled, doubted, cursed, and felt sure that I couldn't go on. But I feel stronger because of it, almost like I needed to go through it to get where I am now. I still don't believe I'm perfect o beautiful. Maybe I'll always doubt. But maybe it's the doubt that keeps me determined. Hungry. Always looking to prove and improve myself, make myself better.
Every night, as I lie in my letto I wonder if there girls like me out there around the world...
Maybe like me, your father abandoned you, o perhaps te never even knew him....
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posted by shenelopefan
Dejé mi corazón abierto. Pero tú no entendiste. No viste lo que en realidad ha sucedido. Quise explicártelo pero sabía que no entenderías. Me considerarías demente, loca, pensarías que he perdido la cabeza. Que la he perdido por ti.

No puedo decir que la perdí completamente, pero puedo contarte lo que he perdido por ti. Ahora soy normal y detesto ser de esta forma. No puedo volar si soy esto, sólo estoy encadenada a ti, por un vínculo que ni tú ni yo hemos podido decidir.

Pero no voy a quejarme de estar ligada a ti. He aprendido a aceptarlo. He aprendido a vivir. Todo gracias a ti....
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posted by shenelopefan
Para todos aquellos que hablen español o lo entiendan, aquí les dejo un poema que escribi hace mucho tiempo ya



Nunca había visto caer la lluvia así

Sólo cae

Mientras tú vuelves a casa

La lluvia cae

Pasaron tres horas sin tu regreso

Aún te espero en la puerta

No busco la lluvia

Espero tu vuelta

Pasaron mela cotogna años

Te sigo esperando afuera

Aun contengo tu sonrisa

Esperando que llueva

Pero ahora es muy tarde

La lluvia ha cesado

Y aun espero tu llegada

Sigo esperando tu mirada
posted by fanfangirlfan
Clean- 20 years later-ish

Kelly

You probably would never guess that I was in a rehab centre at 17. But I was and I’ll never forget it. I’ll always remember the stupid things they thought would fix us like art therapy and addiction themed movie nights. I remember Shirley. I remember Jason, Olivia, Christopher and Eva. They were my cure. Even though they were as fucked up as I was, maybe more, they taught me everything I needed to know to change into this woman I am now. I am a business woman. I work long hours and the only stress I have now is from work. Not from needing a drink o a line...
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posted by para-scence
"Shelby?" Sage asked quietly, coming into my room. "Can I ask te something?" I sat up on my bed.

"Sure," I sighed, not so enthusiastic; but I was trying not to be so irritable all the time. Sage came in front of the bed, then plopped down on the floor in front of me.

"What's that stuff te take?" she asked. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What do te mean, Sage?"

"You know, that stuff te take," she said. "Like this." She put her palm to her nose, and inhaled deeply. My cuore fell into my stomach. I quickly fell down to her height, and grabbed her shoulders.

"Sage. How do te know about that," I said...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated da a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by para-scence
1 anno later...

I ran my hand through my hair, and took a deep breath. After a few più breaths, I finally got the courage to knock on the door. There were some shouts over who should get the door, and I smiled a little. A couple minuti later I heard the deadbolt unlock, and the door opened. I smiled shyly.

"Alessa?" he asked. Tears of joy began their journey down my face and I nodded, smiling hugely. Iwas pulled into a giant hug, and lifted me off my feet..

"Micah!" I shouted. He set me off the ground looked me over, and chuckled.

"You haven't changed a bit!" he smiled.

"I wish I could say the...
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posted by Vampiyaa
"Hey, aren't te supposed to be in bed?" Toyo asked, when he spotted Aiko lying down on the divano Leggere one of May's magazines. Aiko didn't respond. It took a few secondi for Toyo to figure out she was sleeping.
"Silly," Toyo laughed, kneeling beside her. "You'd better wake up before the monitor finds out te didn't mostra up at your dorm." He attempted to prod her awake and then gasped as his entire body went numb. Something dark inside him stirred, and he widened his eyes and locked them on Aiko's neck. Unconciously, he reached out his hand and slid it onto Aiko's neck. The monster inside...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Where are te at this moment
Only in my dreams
You're missing, but you're always
a heartbeat from me

I'm Lost now without you
I don't know where te are
I keep watching
I keep hoping
but time keeps us apart
Is there a way I can find you?
Is there a sign I should know?
Is there a road I could follow
to bring te back home?

Winter lies before me
Now you're so far away
In the darkness of my dreaming
The light of te will stay

If I could be close beside you
If I could be where te are
If I could reach out and touch you
And bring te back home

Is there a way I can find you?
Is there a sign I should know?
Is there a road I could follow
to bring te back home?

To me...

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LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
posted by amethyst44
 Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
I sat confused and dazed, looking at the numbers that swam before my eyes. There was the dull humming the back of my mind that reminded me I done this essay with years and years of repitition, but there was no confidence in me that proved the evidence. I slumped back in my seat, tossing the pencil across the scrivania, reception and closing my eyes, drifting into a light sleep.

~~~~~~~~

The forest brimmed with vibrant lights, glowing sharply beyond the bramble of branches and approaching the lake in the background. Drinks were passed around cheerfully, and the fuoco roared with appreciative boldness. Dance music...
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posted by Funnygirl77
 Amore bites
love bites
Zack was still in his car, wanting so bad to go back to Kisa. He walked up to his house, opened the door and was immediately sucked into a vision. Kisa was going to get kidnapped and it was all because of Zack. Kisa got up and walked to her window, when she opened it she saw two guys in black coming up towards her.
She ran and locked the door, and all the windows, for some reason she just didn't fill safe. She opened her closet to hide, when a voice beside her said: "That won't work. The can smell te the can hear your cuore beat." Kisa sung around ready to save her self, not looking at who...
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posted by Authorfiction
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http://www.amazon.com/Peter-Carrot-Top-Search-8th-Key/dp/1598249673
Chapter 1
Meet the Carrot-Tops

    A long, long time ago, in the anno 1850, there was a man da the name of Sam Carrot-Top. He was a well educated man, slender in build and always wore a dusty old berretto, tappo that covered his arancia, arancio hair and broken glasses. He was an honest and wealthy man, but te would never guess that he and his family were well off; he never showed his wealth o bragged about it. He used his money to help the poor and needy.
    His wife, Jane, was oh so beautiful, with lush red hair, a petite figure, and smooth, creamy pale skin. She loved all...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
 i was just bored and i thought thats the same way edward feels towards bella so i just uploaded it! hope u like it!
i was just bored and i thought thats the same way edward feels towards bella so i just uploaded it! hope u like it!
ciao guys!
first of all i wanted to thank te all for the support over the 21 chaps.
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second of all some of te asked me if edward and bella got back together? thats a yes too.
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and i wanted to tell te that im gonna start a new story!(yay im so happy! im really getting addicted to fanpop)
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so im gonna give te some names te should pick one!(each name has a different story there not the same)
and im going to write my new story (the name most of u picked)
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so dont forget to tell me this really is important to me
so here are the names:

1.broken heart...
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posted by hgfan5602
I Amore writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason te might think is strange.

Scrivere
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.

Usually
I use Scrivere to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.

I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things

That is why I Amore writing.
added by CathCuddy
Source: Google
posted by ZekiYuro
A superhero is a fictional character with special powers.Since the first Superman story was written in the USA in 1938,superheroes have appeared in various comic libri around the world.But più recently they have become better known as film characters.

Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect Friends and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.

There have been successful...
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