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Finding The BalanceAlthough I'm surrounded by crowds of people, I'm alone. All of them are strangers and despite every single one of them, having their own lives- thoughts, feelings, hopes, fears- I'm unlikely to ever be involved or ever learn anything about them. Many of them are doing the same as I am, sitting and thinking.Finding The Balance
I'd forgotten how much I hate coffee. I'd had to buy it to make the total up to £5, so I could pay on my card, so I thought I'd give a "latte" another go. I still don't like it. However, the more I sip, the more bearable the usually popular beverage becomes. The strength of the creamy tan coloured liquid reaches the back
by ~AlexandraAliceStar
FutureOfABrokenHeartedDreamerWhen I look up at the stars at night Do you know what I see? Bright lights shining everywhere One of them for me. When I think of the future ahead I imagine where I'll be In ten years time in a big white dress Glasses clinking just for me.FutureOfABrokenHeartedDreamer
And who is the man by my side? Laughing along with I. He's tall with fair hair And a twinkle in his eye. I don't know his name If I did, I would try To tell him I love him but alas He doesn't know that I
have wished upon a star at night for him to come and save me from this nightmare I'm livin
by ~AlexandraAliceStar
Wendy HouseWhen I was a little girl, I had a wendy house. I loved it more than my swing, my slide or my trampoline. To everyone else, it was just a large plastic structure at the back of the garden. To me, it was a safe haven for times when my young mind couldn't take any more of the daily pains of being forced to eat my vegetables, or being told my doll wasn't pretty enough to join in the game. The wendy house is where I would go, with my hair in pigtails and my feet in canvas sandals. I'd open the big pink plastic door and just walk right inside, shutting it behind me. It was there, where I'd sit down on the yellow ledge, which jutted out of the yelloWendy House
by ~AlexandraAliceStar
DanielSitting alone in his modestly sized room, Daniel put down his guitar and tapped out a message. His thick dark brown hair swept in front of his eyes and he pushed it away with his thick fingers. It was dark now but the glow of his laptop gave the room a ghostly light. His two young brothers lay asleep in their beds, dead to the world. Their worries were so trivial, he thought, as he waited for a reply. A reply from the one thing he cared about more than anything in the world. His deep, chocolate brown eyes stared at her photo on the screen. The most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. His face broke into a wide smile, when he reminded himsDaniel
by ~AlexandraAliceStar
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- Current Residence: Aberystwyth, Wales, UK
- Interests: reading, writing, fashion, shopping, parties, meeting people
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko, Harry Potters and anything with Johnny Depp in it!
- Favourite band or musician: pop punk, indie, emo and alternative bands and Katy Perry, Beyonce and Christina Aguilera
- Favourite genre of music: pop punk and rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephen King
- MP3 player of choice: iPhone
- Favourite game: Pokemon games!
- Favourite cartoon character: Spongebob Squarepants
- Website: http://www.facebook.com/tonight.will.change.our.lives
- Email: notanotheralex@hotmail.com
- MSN: notanotheralex@hotmail.com
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i will sing the song of purple summer.
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You got served.
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Something filled up my heart with nothing.
Someone told me not to cry.
But now that I'm older my heart is colder
and I can see that it's a lie.
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