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By Anonymous

My most embarrassing moment was when i first was starting to play hockey. I was 7 years old, and my dad had just put me on skates for the first time. We went to a public skate do...

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By Anonymous
mai..... GOLD, Deloraine, Other
13 articles 45 photos 31 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Just be yourself, because life's to short to be anybody else" :) - Step Up 2 The Streets :) ♥

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By debbieeee BRONZE
Port Washington, New York
debbieeee BRONZE, Port Washington, New York
2 articles 2 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
We ignore the ones who adore us, <br /> adore the ones that ignore us,<br /> love the ones that hurt us, and<br /> hurt the ones that love us.

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By Anonymous
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By KassidyAnn SILVER
Manhattan, Kansas
KassidyAnn SILVER, Manhattan, Kansas
9 articles 5 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Promise me you&#039;ll always remember: You&#039;re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.&quot;- Christopher Robin to Pooh

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mocha GOLD, BSB, Other
17 articles 0 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;And the unspoken truth reverberates in the silence for eternity...&quot;

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By jasmineeh BRONZE
Taipei, Other
jasmineeh BRONZE, Taipei, Other
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By nolongerinuse SILVER
San Antonio, Texas
nolongerinuse SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
8 articles 0 photos 60 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.&rdquo; - Kahlil Gibran

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By nolongerinuse SILVER
San Antonio, Texas
nolongerinuse SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
8 articles 0 photos 60 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.&rdquo; - Kahlil Gibran