I'm Cassidy. I am just a girl trying to make it through life, hoping to some day make something of myself. I try to do everything to the best of my ability and hope that it is enough. I love to write and read, honestly, it makes me who I am. I hope that you enjoy my poetry and my book-in-progress. Any bit of feedback would be appreciated.
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----///-\\\----Put This
---|||--|||---On Your
---|||--|||---account If
---|||--|||---You Know
----\\\-///----Someone
-----\\///-----Who Died or is dying
------///\-----Of
-----///\\\----Cancer
----///--\\\---Thanks for your support
Month One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of
your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes you happy. I always want
you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad
too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a
lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it
too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No .
. .
Month Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never
see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never
run. One more mouth that will never speak.
I'm sorry
Im sorry if I don't meet your standards
I'm sorry if I'm not a *bunny*
I'm sorry if my boobs aren't big enough to "satisfy" your needs.
I'm sorry if I'm not skinny enough for you to see my ribs
I'm sorry if I'm not pretty enough to be "your girl".
I'm sorry if I'm not taned enough for you
I'm sorry if I'm not a playboy model so I can't act like a porn star for you.
I'm sorry if I'm weird
I'm sorry that I write about you every day
I'm sorry if i don't have a dream body that turns you on.
I'm sorry if im not tall enough.
I'm sorry if I don't have sex with you on the first date.
I'm sorry if I'm annoying
I'm sorry if my hair is not long enough.
I'm sorry that im different from those other girls
I'm sorry i won't hang all over you, and be a complete tramp to make you happy.
I'm sorry that I actually care about you
and actually call to see how you're doing.
But most of all...
I'm sorry that most guys can't accept a girl for who they really are.
If you're a girl and you agree with this letter, repost as "I'm sorry".
If you're one of the FEW GUYS with enough balls to repost and you would never make your girl feel this way, repost as "I love you just the way you are
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*98% of teenagers have tried pot. If you are one of the 2% who hasn't, post this into your message*
*A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
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Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, IwuvMyKenshyPoo, Heidiplease, iNsOmNiAc BiLlIe JoE lOvEr, Black Panther Warrior,Mina the Mischevious, SnowNeko, KylaMizuki, SkyeEyesSparkle7135, Ms.Misery.SouthernSecrets15. ChristinaXCuriosity, SecretButterfly, XxxSuicidal-lovexxX, Property.of.Jesus, Yourhateful. WhoAmIToday, bleedingheart91, XNevermindX., Lady Wolfessa, all that remains
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92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore.
If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile.
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...../U//....\\\\......
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My name is Chris
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else I'm locked up
All day long.
When I'm awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don't pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because your effected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
PUT THIS IN YOUR HOMEPAGE IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Here is Mr. Bunny
(\ /)
(O.o)
(>"<)
/_|_)
(\ /)
( . .)
c('')('') Mr. Bunny Dude just relaxin'
V/ V/
@ @
. (oo) .
/--------/ Mr. Piggy!!!
Rehab is For Quitters
-----///\\-----Plz
----///-\\\----Put This
---|||--|||---On Your
---|||--|||---account If
---|||--|||---You Know
----\\\-///----Someone
-----\\///-----Who Died or is dying
------///\-----Of
-----///\\\----Cancer
----///--\\\---Thanks for your support
Month One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of
your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes you happy. I always want
you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad
too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a
lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it
too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No .
. .
Month Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never
see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never
run. One more mouth that will never speak.
I'm sorry
Im sorry if I don't meet your standards
I'm sorry if I'm not a *bunny*
I'm sorry if my boobs aren't big enough to "satisfy" your needs.
I'm sorry if I'm not skinny enough for you to see my ribs
I'm sorry if I'm not pretty enough to be "your girl".
I'm sorry if I'm not taned enough for you
I'm sorry if I'm not a playboy model so I can't act like a porn star for you.
I'm sorry if I'm weird
I'm sorry that I write about you every day
I'm sorry if i don't have a dream body that turns you on.
I'm sorry if im not tall enough.
I'm sorry if I don't have sex with you on the first date.
I'm sorry if I'm annoying
I'm sorry if my hair is not long enough.
I'm sorry that im different from those other girls
I'm sorry i won't hang all over you, and be a complete tramp to make you happy.
I'm sorry that I actually care about you
and actually call to see how you're doing.
But most of all...
I'm sorry that most guys can't accept a girl for who they really are.
If you're a girl and you agree with this letter, repost as "I'm sorry".
If you're one of the FEW GUYS with enough balls to repost and you would never make your girl feel this way, repost as "I love you just the way you are
----------------------------------------------------------
*98% of teenagers have tried pot. If you are one of the 2% who hasn't, post this into your message*
*A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
----------------------------------------------------------
Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, IwuvMyKenshyPoo, Heidiplease, iNsOmNiAc BiLlIe JoE lOvEr, Black Panther Warrior,Mina the Mischevious, SnowNeko, KylaMizuki, SkyeEyesSparkle7135, Ms.Misery.SouthernSecrets15. ChristinaXCuriosity, SecretButterfly, XxxSuicidal-lovexxX, Property.of.Jesus, Yourhateful. WhoAmIToday, bleedingheart91, XNevermindX., Lady Wolfessa, all that remains
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92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore.
If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile.
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....../B//..\\\\.......
...../U//....\\\\......
.....\S\\....////......
......\E\\..////.......
.......\A\\////........
........\W\\//.........
......../A//\\\........
......./R//.\\\\.......
....../E//...\\\\......
...../N//.....\\\\.....
..../E//.......\\\\....
.../S//.........\\\\...
../S//...........\\\\..
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My name is Chris
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else I'm locked up
All day long.
When I'm awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don't pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because your effected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
PUT THIS IN YOUR HOMEPAGE IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Here is Mr. Bunny
(\ /)
(O.o)
(>"<)
/_|_)
(\ /)
( . .)
c('')('') Mr. Bunny Dude just relaxin'
V/ V/
@ @
. (oo) .
/--------/ Mr. Piggy!!!
Rehab is For Quitters
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- I'm a diamond love poet for 190 comments.
- I am a 16 year old girl from Illinois (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm getting ready for school.
- I have 190 comments, 4 contests, 59 poems, 4 stories
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DesolatELifE on December 2, 2008I read the rest of the page. I hope you believe in the things that it says. Most people would, no doubt, copy it all over to their page so others will see them as compassionate and kind. I won't copy it to my page because that is not what I do. If you truly care about all the things said, then you are beautiful, and worth far more than the vast majority of this disgusting human race.
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DesolatELifE on December 1, 2008I read a little bit of the page up there.
I read the bit that says that all guys are dick heads. Very true. Worthless, pathetic creatures.
I read the bit about 'pot'. I'm neither part of the 98% or the 2% (though I would CERTAINLY be part of the 2% if I was to fit into one of the two), which is illogical, yet makes perfect sense. I'm part of the me percent, but I won't ever try to explain that. I'd like to read the rest of your page, becuase the little that I read is worth reading. Tell me to read it one day, and maybe I'll have the time to do so. I hope so. -
peridotPixi on August 5, 2008i came to spread some love to you
and to say "hi" too
i was no longer on your page
so i decided to leave another comment
keep up the writing from within
keep ink spilling from your pen
~Amy -
darlintlc on May 25, 2008I hope you're alright!
