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Of all the things I ever wanted to say, these were the messages I wished to convey.
 The use of words is an art in its own form, speaking takes courage. But if you let them eat away at your soul; let the emotions kill you inside out,your words of wisdom will never be known. Grab a pen, a paper a screen a keyboard, anything that satisfies you heart and pour your life out for the world. Write; write it all.
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Just a liddle compilation of thoughts by some crazy girls ^v^
Inspired by Oreo, Pumpkin, Good Music, life and all those other good things.All Rights Reserved

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