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A Letter to a Struggling ArtistThis is a message to any artist who has ever felt an overwhelming sense of doubt, a feeling of being trapped and unheard in a voice of thousands of others, who have felt like they wanted to give up. It is a letter to anyone who has thought that maybe everyone else was right about them- that you’re wasting your time on art. This is to try to prove to you that you cannot let them win. Especially not now, at what may be your lowest point.

First. One of the main problems many artists seem to encounter is the question of whether or not they can even be considered an artist. You might be wondering if you’re even worth being called one.
You're like a Super Hero You're like a Super Hero.
When I need help, you fly yo my ade.
When I cry, you fight for me.
When I need a friend, you're there for me.
I always wonder about you, Why do you wish to be a hero, when you already are?
You fight for the weak and cheer up the lonely.
You don't need a cape or a mask, you just have to keep being yourself.
Thank you for being super.
letter 3i have this absurd fantasy where you show up at my town's dumb carnival and watch some bands play in the park, maybe, and between sets people disperse to go find food or ride dumb carnival rides and we need something to do to kill time besides standing around and waiting for the next band so we decide to go on the fucking ferris wheel, just the two of us, which is pretty fucking lame if you think about it, but it's chill and the view is alright i guess, so whatever; and we're on the ferris wheel and it's doing that thing where it moves a car forward and then stops to let people off, and we wind up at the top for a while, and i guess we just l
To whom it may concernHello you,
my brother is dead.
He killed himself in his apartment. I want to tell you he didn't suffer, I want to tell everyone, but he did. He did suffer. I know that even though I made no secret of it that I don't want to know how. Police who woke me up at four-thirty in the morning urged me not to visit him a final time in the morgue. "Remember him as he was when you last saw him." I agreed.
Mother wants a sea funeral. She found it was cheapest. Even cheaper not to allow anyone to attend the funeral, neither family nor friends. She didn't say it, but I know she is angry with him; said he had abandoned us, not the other way around. I told her it's too late to punish him for something she should try and cure - fatal desperation. I tried talking her out of it, but she found my persistence - and my persistent crying - ridiculous. Our following two conversations were ugly to an extent that I told her she is not welcome at my home anymore - she told everyone visiting me is like vis
am i pretty now                 Am I pretty now

just your everyday normulgirl..but I just happen to be alittle biger then other girls., i'm haller than most girls.. but I cant help that.

I try tix in..like the other girls  music, the shows they watch..even hang out were they do..
but boys dont find me as pretty as them other girls why?.....oh thats right..i'm not as thinn as them other girls

I know what i'll do,...i'll stop eating as much yes,..then i'll be thinn boys will like me...

not eating as much dus't seem to be working,i'm still big..maybe if I throw up?...yes that should work..

whats wrong you ask?...oh  notthing,, just that i'm geing thinn..y
Broken Innocence 09 FlameDearest Kenya,

I am glad things are ok with your dad. It's good to have at least one person on your side. I should know. After graduation I will most likely get a job around here to unwind from school.  After that I don't know. Are you gonna be at the ceremony? I really hope you will. I don't want you to miss it.

And I love you too. Really I do. You are the Juliet to my Romeo. The 9 Lives to my Morris. :) The rainbow to my rain.

<3 Flame
La Gran Gala Real Cap. 4- Victoria queda paralizada y emocionada –

Victoria: Es… ¿¡A-Adam Young!?
Yo: Eeyup
Victoria: ¿¡P-Pero como..!?
Yo: Tengo contactos ¬w¬
Victoria: ¡Pero pensé que ibas a invitar a un niño de mi salón!
Yo: Soy Lizzeth… no una estúpida que invita a cualquiera (?
Victoria: Bueno… si me disculpas… necesito irme con Adam …
Yo: De acuerdo… yo tengo que irme hacia allá…

- Vic se va con el Adam (dame gracias weon D::U
Yo: P-pero les dije que nos habíamos besado desde ayer! D:<
Cadence: Pero nunca dijiste que eran
The Man I Call FatherFor this man I hold nothing but my love.

Admiration, respect, and adoration all seem to fall in the wake of this grand man. And I have known this man since my birth, the man who cared for my entire self since I was nothing but a small child. A child who, in essence, could only rely and hold onto the indelible being that was her wonderful father.

And I believe I can safely say I have the best father in the world, as would any daughter say, no doubt. And I say it for myself, to remind myself of the great man that my father is. Never have I known such patience and such love within the crevices of his crinkled kind eyes, the same eyes that gave
The story of the Lonely Prince
I go by many names. But Prince was the one. I used to have a friend. She was lovely but that was a young lie these past three years. I should have ignored her and joined my other friends. I met her on an online game. Very kid-ish I know. Has I grew up with her has my friend. My life started to slowly crumble away. Really, sad to see this. I saw all my great friends slowly disappear and my lover included.

Months started to past. Fights have begun to grow between me and my friend. I kept losing it. It just drove me crazy at the last straw. The last day, a day before my birthday she has finally left. It actually made me happy. But I did not wan
You... Don't get it. I love you.You... Don't get it.

When I told you I had a crush on you, I was afraid you would reject me. I'll admit, it is kinda creepy to be hit on by someone you know only over the internet, but... I had to tell you.
And I did.
And I don't think you understand.
I love you. I think you're so adorable. I just want to pull you into my arms and hold you forever. You make me happy every day. You brighten my life.
And then I see you talk about...... someone else. The one you have a crush on.
My heart crashes.
Why...?
Am I really so alone forever that I, who was about to ask you to be my Valentine, have to watch you love another?
...I can't tell you to your
A Letter to a ThiefDear Thief,

You once told me I was dead to you, and I went along with it. I erased your number from my phone just like you asked me to. I stopped texting you. What you don’t know is that I have your number memorized by heart. You were that special to me. I went out of my way to make you happy even if it didn't seem like it sometimes. I spent hours thinking about you when we were together and do even more so now that we aren't. I sometimes wonder what is wrong with me. Why wasn't I good enough? Was I not pretty? Was I too moody? I don’t know. I wish I did though. I end up thinking about you every night. Did you know that I let th
Dear Anonymous, I know you Dear Anonymous,

I know you think I don't care about how you feel or what is wrong. You tell me that I am not asking or worrying in any way, when I asked you twice what was wrong. You must not have herd me... Can I blame you for that? No, I cannot. Am I angry that you accused me of not caring? No, but I am saddened that you could not let yourself calm down enough to understand that I was trying to get you to open up.

However, I know you well enough to know that you meant nothing by it. It's who you are, and I would not change it. I will endure and take any blow you wish to send. I will not be angry, nor will I leave your side. I will remai
Baile y engano part 3Lili: *buscando* acá no está

Ep: aquí tampoco

Stompi bob: ni acá

Chica: y menos acá…….. esperen que buscamos?

Petey k: espera, quién eres???

Chica: me conocen como Mary y me desconocen como desconocida

Yo: un momento, QUE!?

Mary: que me llamo Mary y les quiero ayudar

Ep: que hermoso nombre, me gusta… en el futuro me gustaría llamar a una hija así

Lizzeth: oh, qué bien pero tenemos que encontrar a Cadence y a Franky

Mary: que les paso a Cadence y a Franky!!?? O.O

G-billy: iban a ser jueces en ABDC y antes de llegar a ver los ensayos, fueron secuestrados

Mary: oh my good…. secuestrados por quién???

Yo: p
I hate numbersWhy the hell are we controlled by the number on the scale or the number we see when we wrap the measuring tape around our arm. Or even the way a size large will fit too snugly in a large shirt at hot topic small shirt will drown us in fabric at Torrid. I just don't get it. Like I feel it, I know the way it feels when a pair of size 9 jeans fits loosely from one company and a size 11 is small with the same pair made by another company. But we care so much about those stupid visible numbers when we barely pay attention to the ones we don't see. the ones in our blood. It's like people don't give a shit about how long they live as long as they ca
Weight vs healthWhy the hell are we controlled by the number on the scale or the number we see when we wrap the measuring tape around our arm. Or even the way a size large will fit too snugly in a large shirt at hot topic small shirt will drown us in fabric at Torrid.I just don't get it. Like I feel it, I know the way it feels when a pair of size 9 jeans fits loosely from one company and a size 11 is small with the same pair made by another company. But we care so much about those stupid visible numbers when we barely pay attention to the ones we don't see. the ones in our blood. It's like people don't give a shit about how long they live as long as they can
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Dearest Beloved

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It feels like I've known you forever.

You are the only person in the world that I can bare my naked soul to.  Aside from all the faults you and I have, together we are perfect- You make me whole. You fill the emptiness in my heart with your love.

You never judge me, or point out my faults. You highlight the little things that make me special. You make me feel good about myself, and let me know I'm loved. You hold me when I feel the rest of the world has left.

Just looking at you makes my heart leap. Your smile brightens up the darkest days. You can look in my eyes and know exactly what I'm thinking. You're the one who I can tell all my secrets to.

I know at times it will be hard but we'll never give up. I just want you to know I'll love you no matter what happens.  I will support you and be there for you always.

I can only wonder where you're at. Under the stars that shine bright, gleaming on your beautiful face and into your eyes, I know you're out there, waiting, too. You are out there somewhere, gazing at the same moon and stars...yet you're so far away.

People call me a hopeless romantic but I have hope.


I feel safe in your arms; I hope you never let me go. You are my protector.



You make life worth living.

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~Th3Chos3nOn3 Feb 25, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Stunning. I love this. Sounds like the perfect soulmate. <3
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~AvengedFiction Feb 26, 2011
Thank you(:
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