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Submitted by Hugs_not_Drugs_, 1/25/2008 6:57:40 PM [profile]
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Growing up is never straightforward.
There are moments when everything is fine,
& other moments, when you're a teenager
& you realize that there are certain memories
that you'll never get back.
& certain people that are going to change
& the hardest part is realizing that
theres nothing you can do except watch them,
& realize that everything is going to change.
- Unknown
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Submitted by Hugs_not_Drugs_, 1/25/2008 6:57:26 PM [profile]
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Dear You,
You're probably thinking I've forgotten all about you by now, but that's far from it. I have missed you every waking day & my heart still hurts, but I'm getting better. I continue to smile & still go on without you. I know I have missed you, but I have kept it all inside of me, only for me to know. I still wonder about your doings, how you are, what you're doing, what we used to talk about, to the laugh in your voice. Just, everything. I miss it all. However, I feel that the parting of us was for the best, because everything happens for a reason. Should destiny put us into a crossing road in the future, that is when I will see you again. Until then, remember this; No matter what, even through the screaming fights, the disagreements, mistakes & the tears we've cried; though I saw this as a possible outcome, I took the risk & gave you my all. Never, ever, did I give up on you. Do not give up on yourself. Believe. Anything is possible. And if you ever need a helping hand, do not hesitate to ask. I may be far away, but I will always be in reach.
- Unknown
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Submitted by Hugs_not_Drugs_, 8/5/2009 3:09:36 AM [profile]
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I’ve got my mouth. It’s a weapon. It’s a bombshell. It’s a cannon. I’ve got my words. I won’t give them mercy. Mercy. I’ve got my words. I hope they hurt you. I hope they scar you. I hope they heal you. I hope they cut you open, make you see you’ve been warring for all the wrong reasons. Make you see that some things are worth bruising for.
- Unknown
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Submitted by Hugs_not_Drugs_, 9/15/2009 2:42:33 PM [profile]
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Submitted by Hugs_not_Drugs_, 10/22/2009 3:14:11 PM [profile]
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I may still not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know that someday I want to live in a house filled with my books and travel souvenirs. And the walls that aren't covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends. When I leave the house I will be going to a job I love, and I'll return to a person I love. So, that's my dream I'm working on.
- Amber Morley
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