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WatchOutForTheGiants,They'reWatchingYouFromTheMoutainTops.

I use to want to close my eyes and hope they wouldn't ever open up again. I just wanted to vanish, disappear into a dream. I use to wonder what was the true meaning of life. What was the point in living, if you where going to die anyways? I still can't answer that question, but every now and then I look foward to the

by SprinkledCupcake on Mar 6 11:11 PM, In Diary. 600 words. → Make first comment?
Blahhhh;

I kinda feel that no one cares about me anymore. On here and in real life. Whatever.

by SprinkledCupcake on Feb 24 6:49 PM, → 1 comment, Add one?
One more week;

I'm not sure if anyone noticed or not but I have been away from storywrite more than I use too. I use to be on everyday but a lot has been happening lately. Ima post up a new story when I'm ungrounded.

by SprinkledCupcake on Feb 15 9:21 PM, → Make first comment?

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