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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my hart-, hart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look vooruit, voorwaarts to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
posted by RainSoul
This is my attempt that being deep. Enjoy and I hope u have your minds blown away. ;3

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Say we’re up in space, and we remove all the stars of anything that is luminous. Light would be nonexistent. volgende we’ll remove all the planets, minerals, materials, chemicals, particles, atoms, and anything in between. We remove thing, we remove matter, we remove time, we remove life. We remove substance. We remove dark matter. We remove reality. What’s left? Space and Darkness. There is no color. There is no thing. There is nothingness. There is darkness and space. If there exists no thing but something is present then is there really nothing there? Space is infinite so nothingness is infinity. There is only infinite nothingness. Life was a miracle. Now please define nothing to me.


Bonus Questions: What would be the temperature in infinite nothingness in the absence of (thing, matter, reality)?
Is reality really life?
This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the bron material as close to what I wrote three years geleden barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't beer letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, of even kpop anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form of fashion. Let me know if u want me to write anything chapter, of do something else with...
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posted by MakoMermaidsH2o
Imagine how cool it could be to be a real life mermaid. Well u can be.

All u have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.

What u will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet of halsketting, ketting for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and brave I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope u do and thank you.
posted by floraisbest1
stella: come on guys the others are probally waiting for us.

bloom: stella's right

TB: goodbye bring the rest of your vrienden when your finished!

sky: ok bye see ya later

tecna: flora u there

timmy: helia, nabu, riven

brandon: guys they aren't here so lets just camp here

bloom: sounds good

(they start setting up tents)

WITH FLORA

Diana: (diana walks in) stop whining they are just in a sleeping spell.

(flora gets up, diana notices this and tells the plants to choke her)

helia: let her go

Diana: why (diana tightens the grip around flora's neck)

flora: let me *cough* go

riven throws his phanta blade at diana...
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“‘Catcher in the Rye,’ of course,” responded the Vampire Diaries’ actor to a MobioINsider user fan asking if he had a favoriete book.

Paul Wesley may not yet be as big as Brad Pitt of Johnny Depp of even Channing Tatum but he already has the makings of an adored TV star. He loves his fans, and he is known in the Hollywood cirkel as one of the most polite beroemdheden today. And if u would just find time browsing through his social media accounts—which was humongous and lively, door the way—you’d see how he makes time for his fans. He is one of the busiest “INfluencers on MobioINSider,...
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posted by mermaidgirl1010
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, u woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice zei behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
posted by FURRY
Coughing, struggling for air, this, this is life, always trying to find the volgende thing to sate your interest never sitting back to relax always trying to find something new to do. This is the story of one young man destined to find something greater then life itself, greater then anything he had ever come to know of ever will know, our hero's name is Kindred Alphonz Maniker. Kindered had always been and adventurous boy, at a young age he found what seemed to be a crystal, no one in his village had seen such a thing before, it bore no resemblence to any gem they had seen before, it had an odd...
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 Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
~NOTE: This series has several POVs. Each episode will have a POV at the top. (POV means point of view) Don't ask about if there will be a a boy's point of view. I only do the girls. If I make a sequel to a series I will add the boy's POV.~

~Salleria's POV~

I had heard someone call my name from down in the muziek hall. I walked over to the muziek hall seeing all of the rockers there. "Salleria! Over here!" I heard someone call I looked around and saw someone waving their tail calling to me. A cat? I thought. Why would a cat want to talk to me? I walked over to the cat and saw her pull out her...
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TOADSTEP PVO
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing meer than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
posted by minniemeg
Can I help if I am messy?

Can I help if I forget?

Yes I can.

Can I help if I mouth off?

Can I help if I cuss?

Again, yes.

Can I help if u screech?

Can I help if u blather?

No.

Can I help if you're a hypocrite?

Can I help if u overreact?

No, not really.

Can I help if u yell at me, for no good reason?

Can I help if u punish me for rolling my eyes?

Lord knows no.

True, I can help some bad things I do.

But the worst thing of all.

That I possibly can do.

Is waste dag after day.

Of putting up with you.
posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, writers. I decided to take a little break from the Blacktie and Whiteshade series and write this short story from the perspective of a young violinist about his unlikely romance with a troubled young lady. (I might even turn it into another series ;]) I'd call it a romance comedy, with just a few serious moments. Enjoy!!!

November 3rd, 2001. I was 17 years old, and I remember it like it was yesterday. My mother had just dropped me off at the annual Winter Season Recital. It was a cloudy winter's morning and the winds danced in unison to the melancholy tune of Mozart's requiem...
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posted by Rae-Ash
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch

I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
u used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick

u made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key

If only u knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been

u ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But u were wrong
meer so than any love song

u made me want to sing
With u following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing u that it was just “buzz”

Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
posted by Rae-Ash
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn

He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger

I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself

Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
posted by StarPotterRings
How's it going do u think?
Milgas walked home pagina deep in thought. How am I going to tell everyone?
He walked on the ground so he could think without falling out of a tree. He knew though exactly where he was. All the houses in the trees glowed with the faint light of candles. It’s getting late, Milgas thought. He could tell because one door one the houses extinguished into darkness.
Milgas finally came to his parent’s house in the branches of an old oak. The lights were still on. He climbed the low branches and finally reached the door. He could now see the features of the house. It was...
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posted by sheldor101
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a snel, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.
CHAPTER TWELVE:
Danny wakes up around noon; he seems dizzy the moment his eyes open. I close the blinds swiftly. “Are u okay?” I ask stupidly, already knowing the answer. Danny is in unimaginable pain on the inside. The infusion I gave him was quick, thus the change was slightly different than most. “Horrible.” He mutters, grabbing his head. I lean over to look at him. The change has affected him, I note, and there may be different after effects. After all, his transformation into a vampire was as I mentioned before, highly unusual. “Ashley.” He says, finally placing a name to...
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The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Enjoy!

Shadow watched silently until the bike was out of sight before turning to look at the animals. With a mischievous feeling, Shadow began barking like crazy and speeding toward the animals.
BARK!! BARK-BARK! BARK!!
The farm animals went completely crazy, chasing the dog back, running away from him, screeching at the top, boven of their lungs, and generally running haywire all over the farmyard.
Shadow stopped after about two thrilling minuten of chase. He shook himself off, barked a few times, then squeezed himself underneath the gate and took off...
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CHAPTER FOUR:
As I near the parking lot of Crystal Falls High School, my supersonic hearing picks up on hundreds of voices. As I pull into a parking space, I note how many people are already there. As I walk into the office, the ten minuut warning klok, bell rings. I walk up to the desk, and the secretary looks up at me. “Yes?” she asks. I quickly explain that I am new to the school, and that I am a senior. She looks up my name in the student records, and nods. “Ashley Garland. Age seventeen? Transferring from Santa Barbara?” she asks. I nod, and hear the hum of the printer as it prints out...
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CHAPTER THREE:
CRYSTAL FALLS, CALIFORNIA
OCTOBER 27, 1995
It is five AM when I finally enter Crystal Falls. The sun has not yet appeared over the horizon. After entering the town, I spare no time searching for the apartment complex. I spot it after driving around the suburban area for about fifteen minutes. I park my car outside of the building I am looking for, and climb up two flights of stairs to unlock the door. Then, I race down the stairs and quickly grab all my things I packed and verplaats them into the apartment with ease. I switch on the news and find that another victim has been found near...
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