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By ExpressionsofMe GOLD
Nampa, Idaho

If thou would love me, see not perfection; Give no worship to goddess unreal. She is only gilt-mirror’s reflection, Love’s not life-breath in the sculpture’s i...
ExpressionsofMe GOLD, Nampa, Idaho
14 articles 4 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it." -Van Gogh


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By KurdiG PLATINUM
Douglasville, Georgia
KurdiG PLATINUM, Douglasville, Georgia
21 articles 0 photos 7 comments
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By KaraMarie BRONZE
Bolingbrook, Illinois
KaraMarie BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By Briannalynch GOLD
Hollywood, Florida
Briannalynch GOLD, Hollywood, Florida
15 articles 3 photos 1 comment
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By JordanJV BRONZE
Bolingbrook, Illinois
JordanJV BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By Inan19 BRONZE
South Plainfield, New Jersey
Inan19 BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By Anonymous
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By Dominicano_Loco PLATINUM
Spotsylvania, Virginia
Dominicano_Loco PLATINUM, Spotsylvania, Virginia
40 articles 0 photos 31 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Live and learn, and when ya fall, Stand Strong and come back!"/"I'm goin to regrett this 1 tomorrow."

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By NotWriting_Bazinga PLATINUM
Park Rapids, Minnesota
NotWriting_Bazinga PLATINUM, Park Rapids, Minnesota
33 articles 0 photos 34 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;She thought in Italics and felt in CAPITALS.&quot; Henry James, Jr<br /> &quot;The terrible part is the truth is the only thing you want to hear.... but the last thing you want to admit.&quot; Casey Dalton

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By EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM
Flemington, New Jersey
EmilyTheKiwi PLATINUM, Flemington, New Jersey
30 articles 1 photo 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Picture a wave. In the ocean. You can see it, measure it, its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through. And it's there. And you can see it, you know what it is. It's a wave.<br /> <br /> And then it crashes in the shore and it's gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be, for a little while. You know it's one conception of death for Buddhists: the wave returns to the ocean, where it came from and where it's supposed to be."<br /> -The Good Place