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Jimmy Neutron: Teen Genius :iconacaciathorn:Acaciathorn 3,040 600 Society's motivation in a nutshell. :iconlittle-rolling-bean:Little-rolling-bean 369 419 prussia and germany- teenagers :iconmiimiiakatsuki:miimiiakatsuki 1,947 145 Razzle Dazzle :iconcelesse:celesse 4,678 782 The girl and her dragon :iconjaney-jane:janey-jane 7,320 618 Self Harm - Part Six :iconmaryana01:maryana01 1,307 240 My Teenage Pony: Very Nice :iconkilalaaa:kilalaaa 2,586 189 Motivational: Ao no Exorcist :iconrinaryuu:RinaRyuu 1,720 219 Pure Love :iconruuca:ruuca 509 14 PnF2 -.:Innocence:. resubmited :iconsam-ely-ember:sam-ely-ember 1,084 137
Literature
Teenage Zoo Animals
"Hey Jill, would you please hurry up? I want to go see the monkey house", shouted Sophia from across the bridge. "Yeah Jill, what are you looking at anyway?", added Hannah. The three girls from Huntington University were on a weekend getaway from their studies. They decided that today was a perfect day to go on a trip to the local zoo. Jill was looking over the metal bars into the lion den. The creatures walking in this den was majestic and Jill could feel herself getting goose bumps just by being next to such an animal. Her eyes were glued to the creature and for some reason she wanted to be inside with her. This female lion was staring up at Jill and in her mind, Jill thought she heard the lion calling out her name.
"Hey! Let's go girl. What's with the intense stare towards that lion?", Hannah stated. "You know, it is weird, for a second there I thought this lion was actually trying to communicate with me." Jill, answered. Hannah beamed a smile towards Jill and turned back to Sophia,
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MANGA to REALISTIC: PART SEVEN :iconfoervraengd:FOERVRAENGD 5,197 204 Agrafka i Tomek :iconfukari:Fukari 1,719 20 Spirited Away: swimmingly :iconjaney-jane:janey-jane 2,891 220 Turtle power :iconpriscillatr:PriscillaTR 2,188 372
Literature
First time making love
Trembling lips gently graze
while soft hands explore
stimulating me,
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
Enticing me,
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
Melting me,
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Hypnotizing me,
Desire succeeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Filling me,
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
Giving me
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
Accepting me,
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
in our romantic pantomime
this is to me
Making love for the first time
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Boy Love II :iconrosary0fsighs:Rosary0fSighs 1,000 349 Mr. Sniff :icon0xo:0xo 1,413 405 My BFF Alex Mercer :icondragonrider13025:DragonRider13025 939 162 Spirited Away :iconjaney-jane:janey-jane 3,442 264 Lovers :iconsoulshivers:soulshivers 503 59 Couple's embrace :icongolean:golean 831 72 silvaze future love :iconkartasmita:kartasmita 1,533 205 Best Friends Forever :iconcrimsonmagpie:CrimsonMagpie 893 389 girl XX :iconfiori-di-ofelia:fiori-di-ofelia 360 48 IRAN EXECUTES 2 GAY TEENAGERS :iconinspiredcreativity:inspiredcreativity 44 512 :SD: Main Cast :icondyemelikeasunset:Dyemelikeasunset 3,122 528
Literature
When you crash your sister's slumber party...
It was an evening much like any other evening. School was out since it was the summer holidays and I spent most of my time at home doing whatever I felt like doing.
"Man, I was going to have one hell of a time during the summer holidays", I thought to myself... except I wasn't.
I really had nothing interesting to do. Most of my friends had traveled somewhere on holiday. My video games were getting boring and I couldn't afford any new ones. I was too lazy to go out and have fun by myself so I just stayed at home, bored out of my mind.
So, like I said earlier, an evening like any other evening, until I heard my older sister Catherine (17)(I was 12 at that time by the way) say something in the lines off: "Great, I can't wait to see you".
I peeked into her room where I got a glimpse of my sister hanging up the phone. I casually walked in.
"You going out sis", I said. I was a nosy and bratty little brother, always pestering my older sister, even though I secretly admired her.
I think she kn
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Literature
Backyard Fun
    James and Alex ran around the yard, laughing and shrieking. Alex had the hose and was chasing James, who darted around, evading the spray. Alex was trying to run and keep his thumb over the end to get a good, strong spray, which was made all the more difficult by James's dodging and weaving. By this time, both boys were equally wet.
    The sun shone brightly into the yard as the two boys chased each other around. It was summer, and the weather was perfect for swim trunks and hose tag.
    James shrieked again as Alex managed to land a jet of water squarely on his back. He dodged around the swing set, then cut across the middle of the yard to get behind the old oak, with Alex in hot pursuit. The hose slithered across the grass, following the boys' twisted path.
    As Alex followed James, the hose reached the end of its length. It caught on a sprinkler head and bent around the leg of the swing set, jerking Alex backwards. As the hose was yank
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Literature
Our generation
cigarette smoke
and
alcohol
the fumes
embedding
in the wall
cocaine lines
in bathroom
stalls:
our generation,
we have it all
misguided teens,
with dying dreams
(poured down the drain
by languid veins)
the clinking of glasses
and racing hearts,
we cannot stop
what we did start
it's all an escape- a sick paradox:
we're running
from ourselves.
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We Have to Save Sweetie Belle :iconjohnjoseco:johnjoseco 3,763 449
Literature
cry for...
cry for...
the girl who sees fat
in all the wrong places
and wishes for a way
to eliminate it quickly
the boy who strayed
popping pills like candy
nearly drowning in sorrow
and creating a single red line
the girl who feels deformed
no matter what you see in her
how lovely she truly is
she's convinced it's all lies
the boy who has to hide himself
and holds more secrets than you know
but let's me see inside his heart
and stays strong for us both
the girl who just wants love
but keeps doing it the wrong way
she may not see it but i can
and she needs help before it's too late
cry for us, strangers to you
but not to others
for we are the young ones
suffering in silence
begging to be heard
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Literature
Date A Girl Who Writes
Date a girl who will argue with you over which brand of pen is better. Who needs more RAM on her computer because of Word files, not game files. Who has two bookcases – one for filled notebooks and one for other author's works.
Find a girl who writes. You know it's her because she'll always have a pen and a notebook with her. Occasionally a tape recorder. She's the one who would have as much fun at home on a Saturday night with her computer as she would out at a party.
You see the weird girl sitting on a park bench looking engrossed in watching the people that walk? That's the writer. They watch people, how they act, they discover how people work. All for research. For their next big novel.
She's the girl hunched over a laptop at the coffee shop, or a notepad. Her fingers are moving so fast they're only a blur to you. Her previously fresh-cooked muffin is now cold. Her tea has simmered down to a lukewarm. Sit down. She won't notice you for a moment, she's lost in a different world
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