My 15 minutes of fame for something done so long ago. Not that anything on here is recent mind you.
I really need to write something new.


The Cost Of FreedomCost of FreedomThe Cost Of Freedom
“Help me, please help me,” she whispered to herself as she sat on the floor
of her bedroom, slowly rocking back and forth.
She could hear the yelling down the hall. He was drunk again and she knew
that this time, yes, this time something would happen. In the past she and
her mother usually got out of the house when he was drinking, or he’d come
home in a drunken stupor and passed out on the living room floor.
She jumped as she heard something smash down the hall.
“Oh please, please…what did I do that was so wrong? Why won’t someone help
me?
wonderland
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
*waves*
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It's never as bad as you think!
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I'm in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
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~"The greatest thing you'l ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return"~
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" you see things and say why, but i dream things that never were and say why not?"
member of flower-lovers club
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just smile with a seizure
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