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victorb
sail to the moon, come back with my soul. ride along the coasts, and seek he who knows all.
"the end" a phrase often used at the end of a story, a movie, a telenovela, a book i have always hated those words since I was little to me, it meant that I had come to the end of something. usually something I had enjoyed. that there was nothing to look forward to after those two simple words were written or shown on the screen. i hate that phrase.
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 12:50 PM UTC
Untitled
two hearts two minds two bodies, two years apart two years away three words, unsaid four letters, non-existent over the Atlantic, over the Pacific two hearts two minds two bodies be fourth over statistics, under knowledge I knew he would be good I knew it from when I heard his jokes I knew since I saw him a whole year ahead however would push us farther than beyond I just have to wait. I can do that. especially since it's the good gut-feeling kind of guy.
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Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 9:31 PM UTC
untitled bc i dont know what will happen
everyone wants their true love to come they want to know who it is they wish to spend time with him/her however, most don't know who it is yet they wonder if they have seen them before or if they know of them of if the person is right under their nose we don't know i can tell you this don't be so fixated on a love that does not exist don't strive to reach that high standard you set that is too high sometimes the love that comes is the one that you didn't see coming the one that is always constant under your nose but you were too ignorant you were too oblivious distracted to not see the greatest love you could ever have right in front of you. that is the purest truest form of love the one you never see coming the one you always had but never noticed the one that is constant and unchanging, forever.
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Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 8:51 PM UTC
the purest form
be yourself they say. it's okay to be yourself everyone is different. unique some might say. each have their own personality. their own selves what a bunch of **** everyone i've met is eerily the same. it's the same tone, same pace all is bleak dull deafeningly irritating. where have the passionate, the thoughtful the mysterious, the brooding the tortured, the observant gone? nothingness they say we are intelligent as a species but i look around we are only as intelligent as we make of life make from life and i say we aren't reaching the fullest potential a species, us can reach. should reach. instead of reaching for mutual respect of our similar differents, love we reach for violence war between each other our brothers and sisters who breathe the same air who bleed the same we **** our own kind instead of mutual respect so this is why our different isn't any different my different is no different than their different different is not different enough.
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC
different isn't different enough
there's nothing greater than union. being united in synced. although, there are things overpowering union. media race events opinions. don't get me wrong, this is just another opinion. although, my opinion differs from the others. how? i side with the people, for the greater good of the majority. for the greater good of the minority. for the greater good of the people. the common laborers the under appreciated teachers the over qualified but underpaid workers. i side with those who don't have a voice and to be one. i side with the Muslims. i side with the Christians. i side with the gypsies, the dreamers, and travelers. i side with those who want to make a real difference in this world to see that in the 21st century we are changed. our ideas change our innovations change our morals change i side with change i side with the blind and the deaf with the homeless and the weak there's a greater power in this world we have chosen to stay quiet we have chosen to not flinch however it is ruining others it is killing lives it is the cause of thousand of starving people. i stand with unity. unity in the nations the countries the continents religion most importantly i stand with unity in people.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
unity
blonde hair, blue eyes blonde hair, blue eyes.
 oh they did entice 
the girl 
with black hair, brown eyes.
 he was 
smooth 
charming 
he deceived her,
 tricked her,
 set her up.
 he set her up 
to fail. and 
one day 
one week 
gone
 in a single
 hour. 
the blonde hair 
and blue eyes
 did it again.
 it clawed its way into 
this black hair, brown eyes.
 lost trust,
 hope.
 but 
black hair, brown eyes 
as hurt 
as she is,
 still 
intrigued 
by the
 blonde hair, blue eyes.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
blonde hair, blue eyes
back at the bottom of the food chain, lost in the sea of faces in the many upperclassmen only 1 stood out. a sophomore wild, unprecedented attraction grew. death stares exchanged and mystery of each other unraveled. but i thought, he could never like me. i'm just a mere small, skinny Asian girl. no plans for the near future or ideas about what will happen. and though i knew that "us" couldn't be possible, i still hoped. that maybe a sophomore frat boy noticed a freshman.
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
freshman
life is just a game. our bodies long for new everything, but our soul stands. you held me as if I was fragile. you protected me when I was vulnerable. you don't know what lies ahead, but you tell me you want me to be a part of it; a part of whatever lies beyond the great horizon. a part of the after life. a part of this life. you just kept telling me to watch out for what lies ahead.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
what lies ahead
all I remember is hiding. we could never really show public affections or private for all that mattered. a month turned into 3 weeks, and 3 weeks turns into 3 days. a little less time with you is all we have. maybe if we don't say 'goodbye' it'll hurt less. if we kept holding on, we won't forget. maybe if we tried, it could work. maybe our forbidden love, won't be forbidden after all.
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
forbidden love
maybe it's because we get along so well. or maybe it's because we know each other like the back of our hands. maybe it's because we've held on through everything and remained. i'm not exactly sure what the reason is, but does there really need to be one? my love for you is enough, i hope. I dream of coming home for the holidays and bumping into you. we catch up & in a few days, it's exactly as it was. we end up together because there's no one that gets me like my best friend from 8th grade. yours truly giving you endless love, v.b v.e.g
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
best friend lovers