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Thanks dear site,
For making me turn towards the bright...
For not asking me,
who am I or for asking what I should write...
Thanks dear site,
for counting my posts,
I fast I am and from how long I kept Quite...😊
Thanks dear site,
I am like falling for first love of my life,
Like you so much for helping me to boost up myself,
on those rockey... boring...tense...worse... tiered... confused and sick days of life...
Setting too many goals is toxic at times...
I realised that so well,
We should spend sometime doing things we love the most. 
Whether it's a tiny poem or a beautiful rhythm of love...
that makes hearts shine...
you helped me to rescue myself from a self hurting crime 😊
@Annie

#Annie #Nojoto #ThankingNoteForTheCuteSite

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its not a dating site.👿☠

#5words

I clearly say to everyone if you want to use to date to anyone then go for fb and related things. .
it's a skill show site don't dirty it with u bad comments👿☠.

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Something in the cabin

The air was cold, the forest was gloomy, with the river rushing every calming and horrifying. Something creeping outside of my tent. My nose sniffles. I could hear snaps, like the traps I set were snapping. The shadows I could see outside of my tent, were like the nightmares I had as a child. Or memories I once had, the scaring ones. Illuminating in my eyes. Waiting for something to happen. The river stopped and the air got warmer on my ear like someone or something was blowing on it. I turned around and I saw it. Big, horrifying, black, long, cold figure. All I could see was its teeth, big and white.

A few hours before- I was forced to go. I really didn’t want to. Camping with papa was annoying, although we get smores, I was always in the same area, alone, in a tent. But this year we were going somewhere else because they found a couple bodies of campers ripped up and hung up the trees. My grandpa wanted to go still, but my grandma wanted us to not.

We got to the camp site and there was a cabin next to it with a river running next to it. The cabin was small and had holes in it. There was a lot of graffiti on the walls. And something smelled terrible! It smelled something dead. My grandpa wanted to check it out, but it was already getting dark and we didn’t have time. So, we quickly set up the camp site, had diner, then went to bed.

The air was cold, the forest was gloomy, with the river rushing every calming and horrifying. Something creeping outside of my tent. My nose sniffles. I could hear snaps, like the traps I set were snapping. The shadows I could see outside of my tent, were like the nightmares I had as a child. Or memories I once had, the scaring ones. Illuminating in my eyes. Waiting for something to happen. The river stopped and the air got warmer on my ear like someone or something was blowing on it. I turned around and I saw it. Big, horrifying, black, long, cold figure. All I could see was its teeth, big and white.

It approached me and touched my lips, like it was telling me to be silent. Then it ribbed a hole in my tent and pointed. I looked out and there was something much bigger caring my grandpa. My grandpa was ripped up like they showed on TV. I was scared for my life. Grandpa was dead and grandma is probably too. I turn around the thing just grabbed me and leaped into the air onto a branch. I look at it and it points down. I look down and see the huge on my tent and my tent crushed under it. The thing right next to me saved me.

I look at it and whisper, “Can you take me home?” It nods. This thing is here to help me. He picks me up and jumps again, higher and higher. We can see inside the cabin, there are so many bodies. Ripped and laying. I then close my eyes and hug it. The thing starts to turn. I open my eyes and see it’s hugging me back. It is bright and beautiful. Then the dark creature jumps up and sees me. It smiles with the teeth sticking out, sharp and bloody.

I take the creature that is bright as light and hold its hand. Then, as if, it was slow motion I say, “Take me home.” with the sweetest smile and everything is bright. I wake up in a flower patch. I see my home. I get up and rush over to the door. Then turn around and see the forest, big and beautiful. In that forest I see it. He was bright and calming, then he slowly turned into butterflies. Till that day I see a butterfly every day, like he still watching over me. Everything has been so beautiful and calm.

In this story, the dark thing represents depression and all the thing you are afraid of or everything you hate. The “it” is the big beautiful this that you care for and the happiness. The cabin is the dark places that you have gone and the home is the areas that you are most comfortable.

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happy mothers day !!!
(read the caption) #NojotoQuote

You know ,
When the stromes arose inside
and there's no one beside
you give it a calmly site ..
When the emotions flow
and there's no one listening ,
you are always beside ..
When my body drains and hopes are dead ,
the world doesn't care
but you bring new hopes alive ...
During those panic attacks,
when everybody moves a side,
you are always there as a relief site ...
When the tears shatter ,
its only you for whom it matters ,
and you are the only one to make me feel better ..
When its hard time people leave, even my parents did
but you were always there by me,
keeping me breath , in the worst...
Not being my mother ,
you were present from a hundred miles ,
always making me smile,
You don't have an idea
but you mean a lot to me..

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