My name is Channing and I'm 17 years old.
Anything worth doing is worth getting hurt for.

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R.I.P
Breanna Graham
March 9, 1991 - March 15, 2007

These are the patterns that confuse our history.

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1. Untitled

Yeah, I don't understand it either. I can't help it though, between being drunk and sleeping, I just don't have the time to do the pretty little things like socializing and cooking and knitting by the fire.

General - Fiction Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,317 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 7-20-08 - Published: 7-20-08

2. Memory »

The words I'll never have the guts to say to him. A collection of feelings he invokes.

Life - Fiction Rated: K - English - General/Poetry - Chapters: 2 - Words: 174 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 6-1-08 - Published: 6-29-07

3. Flowers In The Winter

A poem written for my Graphic Design & Illistration class when we were assigned to make our own childrens book. It is about birds who are very vain, only to find out that come spring, the flowers are much more beautiful.

Complete - School - Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 290 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 10-16-07 - Published: 10-16-07

4. Abortion reviews

Yet I still find myself staring into the blooded toliet in which my baby lays.

General - Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General/General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 171 - Reviews: 7 - Updated: 9-2-06 - Published: 9-2-06