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  • / Artist Of Life / by demeter_xx
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    "If the story of your life was written in a book, would you read it?" You have been asked this question at least one time. Well, so has Perlina. And in fact, a book like such actually arrived to her, a collection of her Mother's memories and experiences written as quotes, and she will have to decode them in order not to experience what she did. And in order not to keep you in agony, let me tell you she will do everything just fine. This is the story of a teenager, written in words which describe the explosion of feelings and realizations this particular phase consists of, because not many ever talked to us about it in details.
  • The Dark Forest by greenazurath
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    Forest Delilah Green is majored in Graphic Design but on her spare time likes to perform different gigs with her band 'The Inbetweeners'. Music has always been a passion of hers as well as art. Her friends want her to find someone to settle down with but refuses due to her strong beliefs in relationships and her pride in being a feminist. She is stubborn but very wise for a 21 y.o. who's went through the things she has. Just months from graduation she meets a quite interesting fellow in her college who seems to be the most amazing guy she has ever met in her life. Robert sheehan. Will her insecurities and troubling past prevent her from falling for Robert? Will she be able to let love in?
  • daily updates/ diary by idontlikesnakeu
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  • Collection of Thoughts: an ode to everything I failed to voice by thedailydani
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    Just a collection of things that cross my mind, some are random thoughts, others are subjects that I think through, but ultimately, they are my ramblings...