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posted by Bella_Swan3
I'm losing my mind, Taylor thought as she gripped the edge of the vanity table, almost splintering it. A few shards of glass on 最佳, 返回页首 of it were enough to tell her that her face was painted with her black tears.

I need to find out, she thought desperately. Even if it hurts. Even if the truth hurts worse than an outright lie.

Lie. So seemingly small and insignificant, and yet it could go unnoticed, almost like it could be 说 and then forgotten immediately.

Lies are like a temporary fix. They solve most problems, but they will soon unravel and tear even worse than before.

Glass. Why can't I break...
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posted by T-lover
what I'm 写作 isn't exactly an 文章 , but I hope 你 will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever 交叉, 十字架 you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do 你 like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do 你 want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would 你 cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would 你 live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would 你 do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me 或者 you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason 你 never 交叉, 十字架 my mind is because 你 are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like 你 is because I 爱情 你 .
*The reason I don't want 你 is because I need 你 .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if 你 left is because I would die if 你 left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for 你 is because I would die for 你 .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do 你 anything for 你 is because I would do everything for 你 .
*The reason I chose my life is because 你 are my life .
posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor had never shadow-walked with no destination in mind. Shadow walking was something she was slightly afraid to do. It made her feel unbalanced, as if she had been 给 too much control. Like standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind pushing 你 to jump, and some part of 你 secretly wanting to succumb to it's persuasive power.

She opened her eyes to the flat, glassy expanse of water in front of her. The tiny sliver of the moon was distorted 由 the waves.

Granted, shadow walking allowed her to appear wherever she wanted, but to her, it also served as a constant reminder that she was not...
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slowly climbing

inch 由 inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

蝴蝶 of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to 爱情 it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called 或者 communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do 你 think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz 或者 that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he 说 in a 蛤, 文蛤 voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the 干草 i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as 你 pull me up and hold me close
i know that 你 will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the 日 I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for 你 love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place 你 could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with 更多 火, 消防 then 你 could ever imagine.
更多 passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the 日 I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real 篮球 coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
你 hurt me I hope 你 die I cant belive I trusted 你 I cant belive I loved 你 I cant belive I stayed up and worried that 你 wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved 你 i trusted 你 and cared for you. im tired of 你 its time i let 你 go but your always there 你 wont leave me alone...its time for 你 to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let 你 back in stay out so i can be happy 你 need 你 need to die let me live my own life 你 shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, 你 were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we 爱情 to write, right? If so then 你 all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all 爱情 our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer 爱情 em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

或者 I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told 由 hidden scars

Unable to 显示 themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad 或者 angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her 最喜爱的 wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to 移动 from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting 下一个 to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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 The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting 写作 career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help 你 find the right strategy for 你 and get 你 started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have 更多 than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any 写作 project the 列表 can grow exponentially-...
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In the years following the war the Ministry of Magic struggled to regain the public's trust whilst people struggled to find peace of mind in the uncertainty of Voldemort's disappearance. In 1985 letters start appearing with a very concerning 或者 very hopeful kind of message, depending on your point of view and personal beliefs. They are so anti-establishment, in parts so truthful, and thus potentially dangerous that the Ministry controlled Daily Prophet won't 发布 them 或者 any talk about them on the Readers' Column.

The letters lay out a vision of future where the Ministry no longer exists...
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The fragrance of scotch pine and blue 云杉 is pungent in the air, amplified 由 the heat of late June. 或者 so 你 think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. 你 open your eyes to see a sun hazed over 由 stratus clouds. From all angles 你 spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. 你 furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your 衬衫 and flutters...
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你 wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what 你 had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your 最喜爱的 songs are still crackling through your earbuds. 你 ought to replace them, they are going bad. 你 pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s 音乐 instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your 最喜爱的 blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. 你 aren’t quite sure, but 你 think that...
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask




When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite 你 to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new 日 is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve 你 been?”

With fanciful 答案 to all that 你 ask,

I’ll always wait here for...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this 年 it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every 日 there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement 或者 anything. 你 can take it anyway 你 want.

Then each 日 你 should write what it tells 你 too 或者 something inspired 由 it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story 或者 even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, 或者 你 have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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posted by LadySilverSoul
This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, 或者 disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated...
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