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Don't You Hate Days Like These

You wake up with that feeling, the one that promises a crappy day. You don't know what lies ahead, but you do know it ain't good. That was me this morning. Woke up to rain, my room was cold and I had to leave the warmth of my bed to get ready for class. Of course, I was exhausted, so I was slow and therefore I ran

by Shadow-Kissed on Nov 27 6:17 PM, In Bitter, Frustrating, Life, School, Spur of the moment, Thoughts. 600 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
Only The Good Die Young

Life is hard. Every day is a battle for survival and the winner only gets to see another day. I used to take that for granted. Who cared whether the sun would rise or set? No biggy. For me to say that now, I would be lying. And I owe it all to Brandon. Brandon is my best friend. He's always the first one lined up t

by Shadow-Kissed on Nov 6 9:20 PM, In Friends, Life, Love, My own personal thoughts, Pain, Personal. 300 words. → Make first comment?

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