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Hey everyone! Recently, A soap box was added to this spot. My black life by user IsabellaAzuria, told us what she fells inside. Whoever, I think our problems can ne solved easly if we have help. So to help IsabellaAzuria AKA Vanessa, I'm going to dedicate this poem that I wrote about 2 months ago, to her. To show her that life has collors and it is not black.
Life
Life is a gift
A rare one
I got to live every second
Since the time you are born
You got to live it not to waste it
This is the only one you have
There’s no re-born or re-incarnation
If you don’t know how to behave
Life is short
So live it good
Whatever is your mood
Don’t be shy have some fun
So your life will shine
As brighter as the sun
Sephisis17 AKA Vitor Martins
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*I believe in respecting the privacy of others, so my friend's name will just be Angelica*
So I've known this person, Angelica for quite some time. When I first added her on my fanlist, she sent me a message saying hi and we just became friends that way. She seemed really nice and sweet, I liked her :)
But then, things started to get a little out-of-hand. Angelica somehow got the idea that every time I'm on fanpop I should talk to her. Whenever I was on, she'd send me a message saying how hurt she was because I didn't send her a message. Or if I didn't reply her messages within five minutes, she freaked out and send me another one saying how hurt she was that I didn't reply or something very similar to that.
It got to the point where Angelica and I had a fight and she deleted me from her fanlist. I had to have someone sent her an apology from me so she could add me back and we could repatch things.
After that, things were alright. Angelica didn't freak out so much over me not replying her messages, but sometimes she still got upset when I didn't talk with her a lot. She'd say that she just missed me and wanted to talk with...
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My favorite drink of the moment.
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First of all, let me say that alcohol is one of the finer pleasures in life. Hell, I always have a bottle of Bailey's on hand somewhere in my house. But I've been thinking about responsible drinking lately, and how a lot of people, especially younger folks like me, think they know what that means, but... don't, at least, not really.
Now, you may think, "Responsible drinking tips from a nineteen-year-old American?" Well, yeah, I see where that might come off kind of amusing, but I've actually had a lot of experience with alcohol. So really I'm more like a nineteen-year-old Belgian when it comes to drinking (coincidentally, Belgium is where I started drinking, at fourteen).
My experience includes the following, from bad to tame: My uncle's stepson died of alcohol poisoning at a fraternity party. My very good friend had to get his stomach pumped after alcohol poisoning on his eighteenth birthday. I have been black-out drunk, but only once before. I've taken care of drunk people, very often.
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