

ArachibutyrophobiaIts punishment time. Ramsey just kicked my dad in the throat.Arachibutyrophobia
He's only four, but he knows how to brawl. He's a scrapper. Most days it's the same: my parents get home from work and watch the news, all the while not making one peep. If someone asks them a question during their quiet time, they say they just want to relax. Because they had a hard day at the office, and it's their goddamn right to do so.
I really don't complain--I'm an agreeable person--but my brother, Ramsey, always interrupts them with one thing or another. He raises it to an art form: "Mommy, did you know it's 5:37?, "Daddy, I want to pl


You're BeautifulIn that disgusting, slobbery way of his he said I was beautiful. With those half closed, glazed eyes he looked at me. Those teeth, yellow as the fire hydrant in front of my house.You're Beautiful
Crusty, grimey fingernails teared at my thigh as his hand slid.
He was the man who lived next door to my family and I. He had a little dog named Bill who used to run into our yard.
I always thought it was funny how he had a humans name. His name however wasn't nearly as funny, not now anyway.
My neighbor, standing a average 6'1" always used to be out in the yard. I never noticed he was only out wh


The Butterfly It was the year 1996. There were only a few clouds in a blue, blue sky over this green patch of rural England and a fresh breeze was blowing. A young girl of twelve years stepped out of her house and onto her back patio, inhaling the fresh summer air. Her name was Amelia Ashcroft, and she only thought today was going to be ordinary. Amelia's backyard was a huge meadow filled with flowers. There wasn't another house around for miles, so she had the place all to herself, especially since her older sister went away to college. She loved to run outside and play in the grass and flowers everydaThe Butterfly

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Ghost Love Score. best song ever.->[link]
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My love in the dark heart of the night
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not all things go away with pretty, white pills...
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I'm Bi, A Catholic, and a Girl, and sooo very Proud of it!
A emotional poet, dont like it, dont read it...
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not all things go away with pretty, white pills...
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I'm Bi, A Catholic, and a Girl, and sooo very Proud of it!
A emotional poet, dont like it, dont read it...
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