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posted by Vixie79
In a world of his
she unloads his gun

She and he waits for this
he releases his love

In blue and green orbs
she gives him plus and more

A million miles away
A million years girl

In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep

She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs

He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning

A million miles away
A million years girl

In her world of his
she unloads his gun

In a world of his
she covers the sun

A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl
posted by GigglesD
I never understood my hometown. It's always changing. Crime is high, pigeons fly, and it's basically impossible to not pass something that's been vandalized.
One sad thing is, I never met my father. My mother always told me he ran off when I was an infant. I never got all that good of an education, because my teachers never teach. My mother isn't around much anymore. She doesn't even call me. I wish everything would change. Before my father ever ran off.
I wonder what he's doing right now. He probably also does vandalism. Maybe he's found a hobby. Maybe he's going through therapy. toi can never know what someone is doing when toi don't have sight of them.
Right now I'm in a pharmacy, and I always wonder: what people have when they walk in here. It could be anything from a cold, to rare and chronic diseases.
posted by zutaradragon
i made my life with a ridged frame, so nothing bends it only breaks into...peices and peices. all this talk of life being great, well wheres the l’amour for me...these days? it seems it may not be worth, seems so much easyer to just give in. when you're reaching for...so much more.
what happens to a girl when she spills her cœur, coeur on a page & she watchs words flow away. then, these feelings are alone on the page & they're waiting for someone who cares to read them. to open their eyes, to see them. then they realize that life aint purfect, & that the scars run to deep to heal. and every...
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A Metaphor For Survival In The Entertainment Industry par Adam Skelter via FilmCourage.com.
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Why Is It So Hard To Write An Ending? par Gordy Hoffman via FilmCourage.com.
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An Inside Look At The Movie Distribution Business For Screenwriters & Filmmakers par Scott Kirkpatrick via linkFor plus videos, please visit link
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posted by zanhar1
She lie on the ground, brunette hair fanned out around her, black manteau torn and marred. Silver moonlight filtered through the pine trees and cast itself on drops of dew.

Castellé couldn't say how long, for certain, that she'd been lying there, lips parted, gazing it the stars.

But it certainly wasn't, and would never truly be long enough.

The takeover was fast coming.

No one could stop it now. It had been long in the making.

All there was left to do was lay and wait for her time to come too. Just like those whom had gone before her.

Just like those already claimed par The Mystings.

They were...
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The Struggle To Write A Screenplay par R.L. Scott via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by breebree446
Folklore's boutique was a mixture of silvers, whites, and blues. The walls were painted white with blue carpeting. Everything else was pretty much metal and stood stacked perfectly on the shelves to the point where I seriously wondered if Folklore was OCD, like I was. I walked in further, then pulled my veste closer to myself. It always felt cold in here.

Naturally, Chikara eased to the side, looked over plus of the cases and trying to find something he could cause trouble with.

"Don't break anything." I warned, knowing the five dollar allowance his mother gives him wouldn't be enough to cover his...
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posted by slims0ciety
 Ariana Monae
Ariana Monae
Ariana....The Braceface...

Ariana is a diva and likes to have her way. she had a boyfriend but she got dumped because of her attitude. She is really nice but she never trusts anyone idk why...Oh and btw she's Aaliyah's Sister.


JoJo....The Sexy One......

JoJo is a nigga. But he has trust issues also because of his last gf Chyna. He also uses the word ma and nigga alot lml and hes Princetons brother. (In this story)

I know toi guys are going to exspext sex. They might makeout but in the story they are 12 so they might cuss but aint no sex because they TOO DAMN YOUNG! pshh pervs...
 JoJo Perez
JoJo Perez
posted by slims0ciety
These girls are kinda odd. Well they are my Friends so of course they'll be odd.


Yn..The Joker😂

Yn loves saying aléatoire shit, throwing rocks and sticks and bricks at people, pranking people, chant and dancing, and making her Friends laugh.

Aaliyah..The Drama Queen

Aaliyah likes laughing like Ariana Grande, talking about being rich, spending time and talking to her bff's....

Jasmine..The Pretty In rose girl..

Jasmine loves rose and purple PPP btw, But she likes talking ghetto, being bout tha buis. (business), sticking up 4 her friends, and flirting with boys.

Taylor...DIVA!
Now Taylor is sum else..lml...
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posted by jeweleryfan11
 Asked to the films
Asked to the movies
Chapter 1: The walk with Gabe

My first jour of high school. I felt if I was going to burst! I have never been to high school and I wasn't gonna start now. I'd rather be accueil schooled than go through this! Then i started to think about leaving until my alarm clock rang i screeched NO! For the whole time. So life as I now it stopped now. Here. I was about to enter the big H. High School. I got dressed and left. Unhappy. Then I saw my friend crush Gabe. He a dit " Hey. So later me and my brother are going to the movies. Wanna come?," I felt my cœur, coeur skip 100x. "Of course! I mean yeah sure sounds like fun, what time," I say making up for my nervous behavior. " 7. So don't be late," He said. I just shake my head before saying something stupid. So I walk in the school jumping.
 Waking up.
Waking up.
posted by Skitty_Love
A/N: Please read Chapter 1 before moving ahead to this chapter. Thanks.

After I finished up écriture my entry for my journal, I decided it was time for lunch, and that meant I had to hunt for mother and I.
I crept deeper into the foggy woods. Usually my main weapon is a rather large knife, that is vulnerable to cutting throw thick fourrure and meat. I spot a plump turkey. toi don't see them much around this time a day,actually. I stare down at the sharpened couteau in my hand. "Is this really the way I'm going to kill my whole life?" I sigh and stick the weapon in a pine tree.
Quickly I head accueil to...
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posted by hailieywithin
"get away I hate you"! She looked at a corner of her room. "Emily please think this trough it's better for us" i a dit to her. "us! There is no plus us!" i looked at her sadly. I walked out of our house. I'm 19 and have sandy blonde hair Emily and I met a an ago. Emily was afraid of commitment and hated men who she thought were stupid. But I wasn't stupid I'm actually quite smart. I have a scholarship to one of the best collages in the country. But Emily a dit I wasn't right for her I didn't know Emily like I used to anymore. I saw me collage bus in front of our house to pick me up. I grabbed...
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posted by emmett
Verse 1:
Well how Do I tell you
That i'm not breathing
How do I tell toi that I,
I wanna go away
Sometimes I feel like
I just wanna scream it all out
Yeah, how did I get here
Now I'm losing the game

Chorus:
Now i look at you
And all that i think is that
Soon you'll be like me
Rejected and outcast - just like me
I don't think toi realise
Just what you're trying to pull off here
I guess you'll be sorry
When toi find out the hard way

Verse 2:
I don't think I'll ever forgive you
You're running at my pace
I got kicked out
Yeah toi took my place
I'm not really involved now
It's all up to you
Just don't mess it up hun...
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posted by Sylvia_Puffin
After a week ou so, I began to suspect that something was up with the girl on the bus. Her eyes sometimes changed color, and she would stare off into space. I had caught her mumuring to herself a few times as well.
And yet--even though I knew this girl was probably at least a little unstable--something about her just seemed so...attractive. Luring, almost. Like even if I tried, I couldn't help staring at her ou thinking about her. She was imprinted onto my brain, like a light will imprint on your eyes if toi stare at ut too long.
I figured out from a classmate that her name was Skyla. Beautiful...
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posted by Rae-Ash
toi sit there and call me names

But toi never try to get to know me.

toi make fun of me 'cause I'm different.

I have white skin,

Dirty blond hair,

Plain brown eyes,

And a slight southern drawl.

But that don't mean

That I don't have feelings

I hurt just like toi do

And even bleed.

So, why all the mean names?

Why do toi treat me

Like something so wrongly different?

Why can't I be one of you?

I never treated toi wrong,

So why do toi hurt me this way?

Did i insult toi in some way?

Say the wrong thing.

'Cause toi treat me as unwanted

But I know I'm not.

So, why do toi treat me like your enemy?

I did nothing to hurt you.

So why?

Why do toi do it?
posted by alejpatv
 Please be aware that my main character is a guy...
Please be aware that my main character is a guy...
When I woke up, the flames had already claimed the village. The moon still shone bright as I hurried to get outside. Everyone was yelling, calling those who were asleep to help put out the flames. Throwing on some clothes, I ran out of my burning accueil into the chaos. My family’s small cottage burned amongst the other buildings. Instinctively, my hand flew to my chest to make sure it was still there. I sighed in relief as I felt the cold touch of the moonstone brush under my fingertips. sûr, sans danger underneath my shirt.
    Relieved to find it still there, I ran to the river so...
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posted by vanelandsisters
Told By: Manic J. Aleena


Chapter 1: Where's Our Family?

I woke up to an empty lit under me. I was confused. Sonic always waited for our little brother to come to us. There were still a couple hours before Tails woke up, so I got up and checked all of the rooms, including his. Only Tails was found. I woke up my little bro and said, "Little bud, you're the only person I can find in the palace. C'mon." He got up and said, "What?" I nodded. I took his hand and we looked everywhere for them. Oddly, we couldn't even find our mom ou dad. That frightened me, not even knowing where our parents were....
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