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By Anonymous

  Sixteen and somehow i want to sink into the bed with my best friends and never escape because they make me feel safe Sixteen and somehow the pain satiates itself and your...

m4yb3_0k4y SILVER, Youngstown, Ohio
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― Andre Gide, Autumn Leaves

Poetry
By Anonymous
maudretch SILVER, Cincinnati, Ohio
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"How can a person know everything at 18, but nothing at 22" -Swift and Bridgers, Nothing New (2021)

Poetry
By amnavarro01 SILVER
Fort Worth, Texas
amnavarro01 SILVER, Fort Worth, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
why are people so scared of death? because I love it does that make me a freak? death sound comforting and sweet.

amnavarro01 SILVER, Fort Worth, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
why are people so scared of death? because I love it does that make me a freak? death sound comforting and sweet.

Poetry
By maudretch SILVER
Cincinnati, Ohio
maudretch SILVER, Cincinnati, Ohio
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"How can a person know everything at 18, but nothing at 22" -Swift and Bridgers, Nothing New (2021)

maudretch SILVER, Cincinnati, Ohio
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"How can a person know everything at 18, but nothing at 22" -Swift and Bridgers, Nothing New (2021)

Poetry
By deadgirlcrawling GOLD
West Des Moines, Iowa
deadgirlcrawling GOLD, West Des Moines, Iowa
11 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Every setback you've forgiven me is a kingly gift you've given me"
-Bennet Foddy

Evergreen_forests BRONZE, Fishkill, New York
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul."
- Pablo Neruda