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Hated.Show poetry

Cut it all. Rip it away. Whats left underneath is what should stay.


I am 15. I have a boyfriend. I love him so much. I miss him even more.


Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees,
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could,
Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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  • So I just saw one of my exs while I was with my new boyfriend. Well rather my current one. Hes not new I've been with him for almost 9 months now. It wasnt an awkward "oh shit " thing it was more like a MIAH!!! I must jump on you. (miah being my ex) but i restrained myself and was like hi. ya no they way "normal" pe
    October 30, In Friends, Life.  100 words. Make first comment?

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  • XxWanderingxsoulxX : hey :) on July 25
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    You're in the group, "Emo"

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    MUAH!
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    30 minutes.
    Oh Hallways.


    RIN
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