cancer is a curseCancer is a curse. It is a stamp on your head with an expiration date. It is the thing that haunts us. We turn on the news and all we hear is a report about something new that causes it. Cancer is a bag of tricks. There are 12 different main types of cancers. Within them there are many variations. It can appear with a slight lump in a breast, or a harmless looking mole on an arm. Cancer was the cause of 22.8% of all deaths in the US during 2005. Cancer is the one leading cause of death that hasn’t changed in number in 50 years. On September 6, 2004 my dad called me at 11:17 PM. I knew why he was calling. Earlier that year, mycancer is a curse
Scars And SarcasmI am Maeghan, born to a mother and a father like everyone else. Though I am not like everyone else. I refuse to believe people live in my state of constant suspicion. This state is my virtue and my vice. I invite you to look through my eyes, to see what I see and feel how I feel.Scars And Sarcasm
I shall begin with honesty. I do not like people. I have few friends because the world that surrounds me disgusts me to my core. I spurn their companionship because of their hypocrisy. They all want to be accepted by people they refuse to accept. They beg for people to not judge them, and yet they judge others without a bat of their
I like to wonderI like to wonder and I like to guess who will clean up this mess, who will save me, give me rest, who will put me to the test, who will claim me, who will love me,I like to wonder
who will die, when finally there's no one to say goodbye.
the gull and the diamond...the gull was flying in the skies, over the shore, when he found something glittering down there... curious, he wanted to see what it was... he came closer, then came down... to his amazement he had found a diamond... so big... so pure... so beautiful... his beak was too small to hold it... and holding it in his wings wasn't an option since he needed to fly back home... he wandered in the region searching high and low for something to hold it with... so, he found some leaves wrapped the diamond with, and held the well packed diamond in his beak and flew... he reached home, put ithe gull and the diamond...
Tired.
Worried
browsing your gallery now...
I see there are some interesting thingies...
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If god has a name, how come he never answers when I call him?
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And thus I cloth my naked villainy with old odd ends stolen forth from holy writ and seem a saint, when most I play the Devil.
-Shakespeare
Hah, I say that like I've been here for ages.
I'm a Newbie as well.
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