Ex’s suck…

As I was reading through some of the other posts on here, I couldn’t help but realize how many people here are still majorly hung up on an ex (myself included). Before, I thought I was like the only person who missed my ex so much that I would die without him, and that I… Continue reading Ex’s suck…

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A question to u all…

Hi everyone. I have a question to pose to you all: What made you choose the names you’ve picked to use on here?? Lots of you have really interesting names, and I just wondered what made you pick them. Could someone, or a few of you, tell me why?? Thanks!!~

Pretend….

“She won’t be there, remember that”. Avery kept repeating this to herself as she walked through the crunchy snow to Johns house for his birthday party. Earlier in the day she had told him she wouldn’t go b/c Chris and his girlfriend Ainsley would be there, and she knew she couldn’t handle that.

Broken, Bruised, Forgotten, Sore

And all that’s left, devine debris Fearing there’s still hope for me The two of us, beaten and sore Here I am, craving it more

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Poison Ivy

When I touch you, does it burn? When we kiss, is there pain?

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me and my friend misery~

the night is so calm the snow drifts slowly down and here i lay sobbing crouched on the ground

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