I am no more than I am.
I am no less than I aim to be.
My Art- http://jailbreakfiend.deviantart.com/
Myspace- http://www.myspace.com/biscuitbaby69
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I am no less than I aim to be.
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Myspace- http://www.myspace.com/biscuitbaby69
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- Member since September 25, 2009.
- My mood is , and quote is "Slide with me, and laugh your way down".
- I am a 16 year old girl from Tennessee (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Frustrated with writer's block..
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/biscuitbaby69
- I have 3 comments, 512 poems, 5 stories, 13 journals
My Stories
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800 words, 4 comments, September 25, 2009. In Drama, Fiction, First person, Gay, Life, Short story, Teen, Young adult
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She sits there smoking her long pipe. The shawl barely wrapped around her shoulders. Her body crumpled like the poems in the trash that wouldn't write themselves. She mumbles softly to herself about the cold chilling to her b
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"Just take him out", she said.1
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A sun-ray has slithered in and awoken me. With first dreamy confusion then excitement I realize what day it is. Sleep is still in my eyes as I scramble out of bed. I run toward the kitchen, as warm smells of breakfast fill my
My Poetry
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I needed a father
But all he needed -
The sky rains ashes
With each breath I take
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- Baby at allpoetry
Don't call me baby,
I'm not you're child. - [ How could you? ] at allpoetry
How could you?
Why would you? - [ So easily I could turn. ] at allpoetry
So easily I could turn.
I could let myself fall
My journal entries
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I am the odd girl The freak The good girl The bad influence The listener The shoulder The girl with problems The best friend The sister The daughter The dyke The whore The tease The forgetful one The forgettable one The liar The backstabber The heartbreaker The reason The blame The cause The saJanuary 28, In Life, My life, My own personal thoughts, Personal, Random, Spur of the moment. 100 words. → Make first comment?
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[I'm helping out a friend. She's doing a college presentation on Psychology and Self Mutilation. She asked me a few questions. And this is my helping out. ] 1 I'd love to help as much as I can. I'll answer these questions, and anything else you'd like to ask, feel free. 2 I don't cut anymore. But I still coSeptember 14, 2009, In Depression, Friends, My life, My own personal thoughts, Nonfiction, Pain, Thoughts. 800 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
