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posted by mrszaynmalik13
Don't You Directioners Think It's Just So Annoying when you are trying to convince a friend that 1D are the best boy band that ever lived and they just laugh in your face?

Hi, My Name Is Isabella, I'm Fourteen and i am in amor with 1D! However, I didn't always amor them...i actually hated them at the beginning. When they were in x factor, i couldn't stand them. I thought that they were just a waste of o espaço and that they were just completely useless. I was sooo happy when they came 3rd and not 1st. A few months later, Amy, My Best friend, asked me if i liked one direction. "No, They are the worst boy band that ever lived..." I replied. She looked at me as if i had just slapped her round the face. "WHY?!?" She shouted. I didn't answer. When I got home, i was flicking through the música channels and i came across 4 music. I put it on, and i was on my computer and i was just listening to it and the lyrics went a little like this: You're insecure,
Don't know what for,
You're turning heads when you walk through the door,
Don't need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough.. Recognise the lyrics?

I didn't and i thought the song was really catchy! I looked up at the televisão and saw who's song it was! It was ONE DIRECTION?!? What was happening to me? Why was i listening to One direction? WOW! I Had caught the one direction fever! It was contagious and Incurable. I knew this was the end of it...

Since then, i have loved one direction♥. I now have 13 one direction posters in my room, a one direction calendar, 1D earphones etc.
They still haven't found a cure to this day, but i don't think they need a cure, because catching the 1D fever is the best thing that will ever happen to you..♥
posted by Rae-Ash
I’m finished
I’m done
I can’t do this anymore

I’m through
I can’t last another second

It’s all I’ve ever seen
Surrounded por chaos
Filled with fear

Its’ all I can think about
All the lost love
All the broken hearts
All the destroyed dreams
All the hopeless children
And devastated parents

Everyone who turned their cheek
Who ignored the cries
Of help and distress

No mais kindness
Only monsters and demons
Who always kill

You took her from me
And now you’ll pay
‘Cause I have one final thing to say
—Good-bye World
—Hello Death and eternity
posted by hgfan5602
There is strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.

Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.

It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.

This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.

Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will you see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.

I have changed.
And I am sure you will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
I looked into the window

to see the girl before me.

she was gorgeous, and beautiful

She looked strong,

she looked independent.

Her Mask was no longer there,

but what was on the outside was visible.

You can see the scars on her heart,

you can see the hurt in her eyes,

and the pain on her face.

But you can also see how it made her stronger.

She has said "Enough is Enough, Today is the Day, and today i will be victorious"

she strikes the match,

and drops the flame, to burn her past

She smiles at me, and touches her face,

and she said the words "Today is the Day"

Today I finally discovered, The girl looking back at her,

was me. :)
posted by earthangel
    Hug me, I said.
    He did.
    Hug me harder, I say.
    He does.
    A little more, I urge.
    The grip tightens.
    Perfect.
    Thank you, I said, humbly.
    He just rocks me.
    
    I bury my face in his grey scarf, breath in, breath in, breath in. It smells like him, I think. The fresh smell of rain and the rarest drop of sunshine. His love, his warmth. Lord, it smells...
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posted by inexplicable
Are you afraid of the death?
Why do you ask?
Only in such a way.…

The stopping of the train jerkily roused me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times and looked again from the window. After some segundos the train drove off again. I still looked from the window and saw trees covered por snow pulling past me. I liked to go por train. I did not know why. Not, that I wouldn´t have to do nothing better. I simply liked it to sit into the suburban train and to drive up to the terminus . I could think so well. I lean back into the assento cushion from which windows look and think. This was good. Otherwise...
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
In this life everyone is thankful for something. And the most miserable, the most pessimistic and the most unlucky person in the world, in some point of his life will feel grateful for something. It might be the simplest thing that others take it for granted, but it might joy to him. And now, on the “Thanks giving” dia we should think about all those things that we are grateful for, and see how we can become better. That’s how we can make the world around us better.

Personally, I am thankful that I live in this democratic country, where no wars take place and we all have the freedom of...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Tobias Kellerman
Basics: Age 17, Born April 23, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Brown hair, blue gray eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when we moved to Friedrichshain. My dad got a promotion and we had to move. That is when I met Ivonne. We grew up together and we have really been best friends.

What don’t you want anyone to find out about you?
I would do just about anything to get Daniela to be my girlfriend. We've been dating but I want a mais committed relationship with her. That is kind of scary since her father is head of the local Stasi.

What is the best part of your...
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posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
I sit alone,
alone in the dark.
no place to run,
no place to hide.

he is coming after me,
he is looking everywhere.
he wont stop until he finds me,
until he is here

he tells me that im ugly,
that im unwanted here.
he will try everything to hurt me
to see me cry

he loves to watch the tears run down my face
to me there is no greater pain....

he has found me.
what can i do?
were can i run?
were can i hide?
were can i escape this pain inside?

i am afraid,
not of him, but of his words
he cuss's and swears at me.
what can i do?
how did i anger him?

He swears at me still
and yet i still cry.
he sees the tears,
he wipes them...
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posted by rebaj2010
Preface
Three boys, one girl. None of them are fighting fare and they will do whatever it takes to get her. You my be wondering why she is so special, but to answer that pergunta you have to venture into these boys heads...


Chapter 1
Mika

"Oh no, my new tanktop" Heather wined por my side. She was so annoying, but so hot.
"Shut up, Heather" I said getting up from the lunch mesa, tabela where hr had dropped pizza sause on her rosa, -de-rosa tank.
As I walked across the lunch room, ducking to avoid fling carrots, I glanced to my left. I caught Kate out of the corner of my eye. I paused and backed up a step. She...
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posted by zanhar1
Really old thing I dug up. Because I was reminded of it.

Elise stood before two paths. Upland trail, read the sign, rickety and made of moss eaten and decaying wood. And Downback Thickets, indicated its sister sign.
What a lonely, bleak place, Elise pondered. She looked skyward. The surrounding trees were rather intrusive, blocking her view of the foggy-quartz sky.
She nudged at a rock with her big toe.
Her big toe?!
“Where are my shoes?” She muttered aloud. When had she lost them? How hadn’t she noticed the mud squishing between her toes? She looked over the ground.
No sign of her Uggs anywhere....
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posted by dragonwriter
Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun fogo and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy fogo whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the coldre and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few mais blocks a cruzador gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.
posted by para-scence
Inspired por the song, "Circle" por Flyleaf. :)

"His coração ripped out to show me he loved me, but I wouldn't believe him. He did all that he could, I still would not believe him!"




I sat on the school bench, my head in my hands. The whole world was spinning, and I couldn't keep my balance. My coração was encased in a thick glass of guilt. Nothing I could ever do would change this...

He had told me he loved me.

But he was my best friend; he couldn't feel that way about me. It just wasn't meant to be...

So I'd pushed it off. I'd laughed, and joked around with him about it. He seemed to go along with...
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posted by edwardsca
    It was a cold winter morning. The wind was a cold, rápido, swift breeze. I was upstairs in my room turning page por page reading.I went down to eat my warm, golden biscuits on the old cracked wooden table. I went to go get the bucket and some water to wash up, the bucket was broken and the water was freezing cold like the rough winter nights. After my refreshing bath I went to go get dressed, I put on my camisa which was red as my own dear mother's cereja sweet lips. I zipped up my saia it was black like the midnight sky, and buckled my black shoes. I was walking down the dirt...
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