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The Soul Sighter by ~Hakues-sparkle-dream| Look at this Epic-ness. |

Not Ready“I’m going to miss you, Boomer.”Not Ready by ~NAWH-dinosaurs
“What?” the blonde boy asks carefully, unsure of what he heard. She couldn’t have said….could she?
“I’m going to miss you,” Bubbles replies, softly biting her lip as her sad eyes shift from his messy hair to his ocean deep eyes.
Boomer says nothing for a moment.
Low laughter fills the air, “Thanks, Bubs,” he pauses, looking directly into her tearful gaze, “… I’ll miss you too.” Tears fall freely down her pale pink cheeks as she too laughs.
“Bubbles!” a voice calls from the distance, “Bubbles

I'm me.I’m messed up.I'm me. by ~NAWH-dinosaurs
Crazy
Out of control
Mentally unstable
I freak out.
Jump up
Scream
Cry
Laugh
Move.
I’m different.
Abnormal
Out-there
Insane.
I’m me.
Perfect
Other worldly
Godly
Just right.

My parents smoke.My parents smoke.My parents smoke. by ~NAWH-dinosaurs
That sentence has never bothered me before,
But suddenly I’m 15 and nothing about my parents bother me more.
I know that even if I begged,
Cried and screamed,
They wouldn’t stop.
They couldn’t stop.
It’s too late.
It’s been too long.
I heard most parents stop smoking when they get kids.
Why didn’t mine?
Were me and my brother not good enough to stop for?
Did they just not know?
I want them to stop.
It makes me worry so much.
Because I like nothing more
Than my dad’s nod of approval,
Than my mother’s laugh,
Than taking a 4 hour drive with my father,
Than going to the grocery

