I'm sorry I haven't updated much. I don't write poems usually unless I'm sad or angry. Which I haven't been until quite recently. My fiance has been hurting me. Emotionally, don't worry. It led me to hurting myself today. I might have a fractured knuckle is what he said, but my grandfather said I probably just popped a blood vessel. Hopefully I only popped a blood vessel. I couldn't stand not being able to use my right hand. Any way, I've been crying my eyes out a lot lately and all that, but I should be okay. I might write some more soon. I need suggestions also. If you want to suggest any thing. I haven't gotten a scanner yet, but I do have a camera. What do you guys want me to take photos of? I can't chose. Hit me up.
-Ashley











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We are all at the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.Oscar Wilde.
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We are all at the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.Oscar Wilde.
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We are all at the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.Oscar Wilde.
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Estamos todos na sarjeta mas alguns estão olhando para as estrelas.Oscar Wilde
We all are are the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars. Oscar Wilde. Back translation by myself.
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We are all at the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.Oscar Wilde.
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Estamos todos na sarjeta mas alguns estão olhando para as estrelas.Oscar Wilde
We all are are the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars. Oscar Wilde. Back translation by myself.
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Estamos todos na sarjeta mas alguns estão olhando para as estrelas.Oscar Wilde
We all are are the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars. Oscar Wilde. Back translation by myself.
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S A R A H
[ *Gallery* ]
I spilled my guts
I gave myself away
Never in only one way
Should have never had trust
Stay inside
Keep my lust.
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