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one of my favorite hood crushes kay flockkk, i hope yall enjoy i wan make this real spicy.

She thought that high school would be better for her but girls are still bitches and boys are still dogs.

Do you know the story: A Midsummer Night's Dream? You know, the one with the fairy who accidentally made everyone fall in love with the wrong person then at the very end went and fixed it all? Yeah. Well, my life is basically the movie version of that. Only some idiot has gone and gotten the disk stuck halfway.

“I once watched a movie called Dawn of the Dead. There was one quote that stuck out to me: ‘When there’s no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth’. I bet the director had no idea just how right he was.” *** Barracuda Bay High is just your ordinary school, except for the fact that 2/3 of the student population is a member of the undead: either a vampire or a zombie. Although the two groups hate one another with a passion, they made a pact that holds the peace. But as the school year starts, they are about to find that some promises are meant to be broken. An entry for the Zombies Rule Contest

He saw her from the high window of the new apartment he just transferred into. She wasn't like the rest of the girls living in the Bronx. She was different. She never wore pants without a jacket around her waist to complete her whole outfit.I don't think he'd ever seen her without holes in her pants either . She was so mysterious until he saw her outside of the abandoned playground on 3rd and Parks. He followed her. She then pulled two cans of paint from the jacket around her waist's pockets and she sprayed on the wall. He almost couldn't believe it. She was drawing graffiti ! The mysterious girl from 1st Street in the Parksplace apartment complex was doing something illegal. His jaw had to be put back in place by his hands as he waited for her to finish expecting something of a stick figure that was deformed . It was about 26 minutes before she stepped away and took a look no longer than 10 seconds, after she ran like she was about to loose her life. She didn't look back. He emerged from my hiding place and stood before the painted brick. What he saw was a work of art better than anything he'd ever seen done by spray paint, let alone a girl with spray paint. That's the day she became The Graffiti Artist. (c)2014

'I hate snow. And not in a 'I hate her shirt' way, but in a 'I hate you and wouldn't think twice about brutally murdering you and all of your children' kind of way.' *** Sophie hates snow. She hates everything to do with it and especially hates that there are people in the world that actually LIKE it. Ethan is Sophie's secret crush and, with her luck, just happens to be one of those people. But when they make a bet on weather or not he can change her view on snow, will Sophie begin to see a whole new side to this strange weather?

A really short poem about slowing down and enjoying life.