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penn Oct 2015
If you do not love the way her hair curls at the ends or her nose wrinkles when she laughs,
Then,
Let  Her  Go.

If you don't see her as a ******* masterpiece,
Then,
Let  Her  Go,
Because someone else will.
Don't  be  selfish.

If you don't love the way she sneezes or the way she dribbles the toothpaste down her chin when she brushes her teeth,
Then,
Let  Her  Go..

If your heart doesn't almost beat out of your chest when you wake up and the first thing you see is her, soundly sleeping on your shoulder,
someone else would **** for that.

Being with someone when you know you don't love them is  cruel.

It's not only cruel, it's holding them back from someone that could give them everything.

Someone that feels waves breaking in their ribcage when they see her walk around the corner.

Someone that has had the worst of days, but rainbows suddenly appear at the thought of her.

Someone who hears the sound of her voice and it soothes the darkest of nightmares.

If that is NOT you,

LET  HER  GO.

She*  is  wonder
Sh­e  is  magic
She deserves someone who
believes that every single day, is a special day,
Not on certain days.
penn Oct 2015
“So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.”
penn Oct 2015
My  mind  is  a  pandemonium
A  chaotic,
crumbling  mess
An  imbroglio  of  words
and  memories  haunting  me.

What  would  it  take
to  just  light  a  match
and  watch  everything  burn.

I  will  not  tame  my  demons
But  I  will  keep  them  caped
Hidden  from  the  world
Their  feiry  tongues
and  hearts  of  stone
will  brand  hate  in  my  soul
But  I  will  keep  on..
Because  if  I  let  them  loose
the  flames  will  consume  us  
BOTH*...
  Oct 2015 penn
Amanda Michelle Sanders
Reading to me is like being in a relationship. You invest your time getting to know characters like you do getting to know someone. There are no pictures in novels so you fall in love with a characters personality and heart instead of their looks which I think a lot of people don't do in the real world anymore. You go on adventures, you feel things and parts of you that you thought died are brought back to life with one simple quote, phrase or line. The characters may be fictional but the things the characters go through sometimes are actual things people go through. It's nice to have places and people to lean on when reality gets to be a little too much. The best part is that the characters never leave. If you miss them, just open the book and there they are. People complain that reading takes too much time. Books are like life. You have to take it one chapter at a time because if you move too fast, you will miss the most important moments. Life already moves too quickly. It's nice to be able to pick up a book, take your time and catch your breath.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 6, 2015 Tuesday 2:24 AM
penn Oct 2015
As I huddle in this corner of my room, as far away from any entrance as I can get, I can hear them coming for me.

I cringe as I hear them whispering my name, close my eyes as I see their shadows run past my windows and door. They're at the door now, beating against it, scratching it, whispering all of the grotesque things they want to do to me.

WHY  WON'T  THEY  JUST  LEAVE  ME  ALONE?!

I feel the cold steel of our kitchen knife in my hand, and I barely notice myself lifting it up, pointed at my neck.

I feel a moment of clarity now, as I close my eyes. It's better to die by my hands, than by theirs. This is my last moment of resistance.

*Goodbye
penn Oct 2015
Everything is nothing
Everything I behold
All the thoughts I believe
The feelings I've had
Everything I see
Everything I touch
Everything I taste
Everything I smell
Everything I hear,
is  NOTHING.
All of a sudden,
Your mind will become still.
I know it's happening to some of you right now.
There is nothing to think about any longer.
There is no one to know whether you're doing it right or wrong,
Because everything is  NOTHING.

THERE'S  NO  PAST
THERE'S  NO  FUTURE
THERE'S  NO  GOOD
THERE'S  NO  BAD.

Everything is absolutely  Nothing.
penn Oct 2015
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"Arghhh!"
I groaned as I woke up from a nightmare.
Catching for my breath.
I opened the window and looked outside.

" Now  this  is  the  real  nightmare "
I spoke in my mind.
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