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Explaining My Depression to My Mother: A Conversation by Sabrina Benaim by stopkdj
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This is not mine! I just really like the poem and how it was spoken. Enjoy! POEM CREDIT: Sabrina Benaim VIDEO PERFORMANCE: Sabrina Benaim - Explaining My Depression to My Mother (on Button Poetry YouTube Channel) https://youtu.be/aqu4ezLQEUA?si=fb4FYaNlxSPLmPch
The Trap by notjustarandomperson
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#EDITING# Previously known as- When the bad boy noticed me. Trap called chaos. Trap called emotions. Trap called life.
That Nerd  by xThePineappleGirlx
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|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Ever broken into Disney World at three in the morning? Ever pranked the police and almost gotten arrested for it? Ever played paintball at the park in nothing but your underwear? Maya hasn't. But she is about to... Dylan Thompson is the most popular guy in the school and is seeking revenge after Maya slapped him for being a 'pervert'. What would you do if you were Maya? Move to Mexico and change your name to Rico and then proceed to move into an apartment with a goat owner named Pablo, obviously. What does Maya do? She doesn't run, instead she kicks him where the sun don't shine and slaps him again. Time for revenge nerd. --- Cover by the best human @1Dgurlwrites WARNING: Contains mild language & may cause many eyes rolls, fangirl moments and tears. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan
Xavier [COMPLETED] by Dreamerse
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"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)