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Sometimes love is just being alright with the person you care about caring about someone else, because you know the other person can make them happier than you ever could.
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 4 comments,
on Mar 5 8:02 PM
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He turned and looked at me, so I looked back. He didn't let his eyes wander from mine. It was a locked stare. No one looks in another's eyes like that any more. He a stare of hard concentration, but yet with softness. My comp
by Lady-Jane
300 words, 2 comments,
on Feb 21 10:09 PM
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I want to wake one morning with the feeling on contentedness in knowing something I said and wrote put the same feeling in someones soul that I get every time I see the sun rise or smell the first fall wind.
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 6 comments,
on Feb 20 10:39 PM
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"I've been to Utah!"
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Dec 18 8:32 PM 2008
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"If his name is Sara, then I can be British too!"
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 17 9:25 PM 2008
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It just gave me a feeling like, I don’t know. Like no matter how angry or stressed I was about my life, for a few seconds the world was beautiful. The grass was green and the sky was blue. The sun was shining and the wind san
by Lady-Jane
100 words, 3 comments,
on Aug 9 11:53 PM 2008
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I was reading a book when I looked up. There in the window I saw the bass man. Everyday at the same time he stood on the curb in his oatmeal trench coat waiting for the bus to come and pick him up. The number eleven bus.
by Lady-Jane
700 words, 2 comments,
on Jul 11 1:49 PM 2008
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I was reading a book when I looked up. There in the window I saw the bass man. Everyday at the same time he stood on the curb in his oatmeal trench coat waiting for the bus to come and pick him up. The number eleven bus.
by Lady-Jane
700 words, 1 comment,
on Jul 11 1:49 PM 2008
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I was reading a book when I looked up. There in the window I saw the bass man. Everyday at the same time he stood on the curb in his oatmea
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Hi! So my face image is a picture of my face (how ironic!)when i was at a football game with some friends. I love my picture and I keep it there because I was so happy when we took it! I miss being that happy. The picture doe
by Lady-Jane
200 words, 2 comments,
on Jun 28 10:17 PM 2008
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“You like a boy?”1 / A stream of giggles ran from their mouths.2 / “Yes, he is very sweet. Did I tell you what he said to me?”3 / “Wha
by Lady-Jane
700 words, 8 comments,
on Jun 27 10:28 AM 2008
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She ran her fingers of the banister, feeling the grain of the wood, the smoothness of the unscathed surface, the chip below the beyond the second rail. It caught her with a splinter, but she kept pacing the hall, not even mom
by Lady-Jane
200 words, 2 comments,
on May 13 10:25 PM 2008
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I want be heard with out making a sound. I want to affect change with using anger. I want plant ideas so delicately that people eventually see them solely as their own. -ME
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 3 comments,
on May 1 11:36 PM 2008
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I'm not sure when the decided to play a cruel joke on us, but the class above us did. They told us that at the end of the fifth grade sex ed talk, there was test over all they had told us. Most of us were 9 years old. We had
by Lady-Jane
100 words, 3 comments,
on Apr 9 8:54 PM 2008
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Tuesday was a fantastic day. It was the kind of day where everything goes your way. Your hair looks just right, you got a good grade on a h
by Lady-Jane
200 words, 4 comments,
on Mar 3 9:51 PM 2008. In , Life
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My only advice is some that I have recently received myself. We, as girls, spend so much time scheming and pulling strings to get specific guys to notice and like us. I have recently been in a situation where I spent so much
by Lady-Jane
200 words, 1 comment,
on Feb 13 9:13 PM 2008
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How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand, there is no going back. There
by Lady-Jane
<100 words, 4 comments,
on Jan 2 11:57 AM 2008. In
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Well i believe your favorite number is 27.. idk why just seems right...
by Lady-Jane
<100 words,
on Dec 8 10:18 PM 2007
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Has there ever been a time when you have sat aimlessly, staring out the window, seen the sun set, and wonder what am I doing here? You stare into either a picture perfect sunset or a trashy neighborhood and wondered, am I not
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I want to win! Pick me Pick me!
by Lady-Jane
<100 words,
on Nov 20 5:49 PM 2007
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There's something in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself, makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms. There's something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast, hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life. / And if y
by Lady-Jane
200 words, 1 comment,
on Sep 2 8:26 PM 2007. In Love
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by Lady-Jane
200 words,
on Aug 7 12:20 AM 2006
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by Lady-Jane
200 words,
on Aug 7 12:20 AM 2006
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by Lady-Jane
200 words,
on Aug 7 12:19 AM 2006
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by Lady-Jane
200 words,
on Aug 7 12:19 AM 2006
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by Lady-Jane
200 words,
on Aug 7 12:18 AM 2006
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