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illuminati, pentagon, 2 + 3, 5, young, president monroe, star, V
» Posted By Alex On 12.17.2012 @ 4:33 pm
i stir in the chocolate syrup i have poured into my milk and it turns into a brown vortex of delight. It tastes so amazing
» Posted By Alex On 12.15.2012 @ 8:54 pm
Her feet swung aimlessly under her chair as she leaned back. Groaning, she glanced up at the ever-moving clock hand, still ticking at it’s insanely slow pace. She sighed, flipping through yet another boring magazine present on the table next to her. The waiting room was still.
» Posted By Alex On 12.13.2012 @ 6:47 pm
The girl had to be presented to her boyfriends parents. They sniffed, they snorted, they looked down their nose at her, but she stood her ground. She stood tall against their subliminal attack on her as a person. She wax not afraid of how they viewed her.
» Posted By Alex On 12.10.2012 @ 4:18 pm
He’d always been trying to create his own signature. Something apart from everyone else, something that was truly his own. He didn’t want to be identified by his methods, only by his cause, his feeling, his soul.
» Posted By Alex On 12.10.2012 @ 4:29 am
July is this time I got my car and when I was beginning to get settled into my very first job at Massey High school last year. Loved it. What a good month. Though it’s also the time when I was screwed over by K and when we moved away from each other.
» Posted By Alex On 12.07.2012 @ 10:55 pm
Nothing was simple in her life anymore. Not since the accident happened, that’s for sure. She just wished that she’d done something with her life while she had the chance. Now all she had was a deepening sense of panic; totally unsure of what would become of her future.
» Posted By Alex On 12.05.2012 @ 11:33 pm
We get higher when we want to get happier. They get higher when they want to forget about being lower. When they want to forget what it feels like to not be high. When they forget how to be higher, they get higher. And the cycle continues. They keep getting higher but what happens when the high can’t go any higher. Lower.
» Posted By Alex On 12.04.2012 @ 10:26 pm
“C’mon Jack! Just a little bit further!” Jill called from up the hill, waving her hands wildly. Jack huffed, clutching his sides as he jogged up the steep slope to catch up with his sister. He was almost there.
“You’re so slow!” Came the taunting call, to which he followed and sped up with a scowl.
It only took a quick misplace of his foot and he was tumbling down, a silent scream caught in his throat.
» Posted By Alex On 12.04.2012 @ 2:41 pm
Both of us. Thats how i imagined i would conquer the world. I imagine the both of us admiring and experiencing the beauties and perils of life together. Both life doesn’t adhere to plans
» Posted By Alex On 12.04.2012 @ 7:50 am
Once upon a time there was a little cat called Object. Object was a very fussy cat who only at sardines and cos lettuce. Each day she had breakfast at six thirty and took part in aerobics classes at eight.
» Posted By Alex On 12.02.2012 @ 3:22 pm
The object of my desire has always been you. Your hair, your smile, the way you walk. But most of all, how you make me feel like I’m the only person in the world that you want to talk to. Oh yes, since the first moment, it has been you.
» Posted By Alex On 12.02.2012 @ 2:45 pm
was it the world, was it his girl friend?. If he tries to find himself, what would he discover? A new fantasy?, a new hobby? What would he find?…
» Posted By Alex On 12.01.2012 @ 8:19 am
She shot up with a shout, sweat dripping down her neck as she panted. Her room was silent, completely dark save for the faint glow coming in through the curtains. There was nothing to make the sound that had so abruptly torn her from her sleep. No, the 3 am morning was still, free of the monsters that had attempted to drag her soul from her resting body.
» Posted By Alex On 11.29.2012 @ 7:11 pm
» Posted By alex On 11.29.2012 @ 3:33 pm
She wanted out. There was no other way to describe the feelings that she had at that moment. Staring at the photos, at the people she used to love and know, that she used to call her family. These moments that haunted her. It was long gone now, and now there was nothing left for her but her future.
» Posted By Alex On 11.28.2012 @ 6:22 pm
Underneath the house, there was a box. She’d forgotten about it, but it was still there, fifty years later. The same box, with the old dried flowers and the little toy doll she’d left in her five year old state. The house went down. It was still there.
» Posted By Alex On 11.27.2012 @ 4:34 pm
under my skin, around it, I don’t know where I stand
what is beneath the surface?
am I more than what I see in the smooth crystal of the mirror?
how do I see more than is visible?
these questions I ask myself at night from under the lonely warmth of my tangled sheets
» Posted By Alex On 11.27.2012 @ 4:15 pm
The idea that local is better sickens me to my core. Should we not all be nomads wandering through this great wide earth? explore our little blue marble? why should we be confined to only one area? I’d much rather be a great wanderer
» Posted By alex On 11.27.2012 @ 2:16 am
It’s something we see everyday and even though i have been called one all my life up until now i still don’t understand what is so horrible about being called one. Equal sides and everything. Why is that a problem? Precision is a good thing, I believe.
» Posted By alex On 11.24.2012 @ 3:29 am
It’s hard to satisfy everyone. Sometimes selfishness isn’t such a bad thing, it can help you grow. When you try to please everyone, you fail. It can’t be done.
» Posted By Alex On 11.19.2012 @ 9:46 pm
one word can change your entire life. it can tear apart families or it can build them up. ive heard one word before and it has made me cry, smile, faint, and want to punch people in the face. it is so hard to believe how far people build themselves up to have one word tear them down to rock bottom.
» Posted By Alex On 11.13.2012 @ 7:44 pm
art, just free falling down, let it ripple and ride, the pen flowing. sometimes a dove may dive, then alone on a branch. there’s a gun too in the end. point and shoot, the blood dribbles down, red.
» Posted By alex On 11.11.2012 @ 2:12 pm
I spent my summers on things that didn’t matter
I spent my money on things I regret
I spent time with people I didn’t care about
I wonder how different my life had been if I had spent it differently.
» Posted By Alex On 11.11.2012 @ 10:04 am
The beating in her heart
Waiting for the rain to slow
But all she could hear was the roar of the night
Slowly fading into the blizzard, letting the skies disguise her
She knew she had no other way out, so she let it take her in.
» Posted By Alex On 11.09.2012 @ 4:09 pm
We wandered from the forests below is. Haunted by the illness in your heart. They said we’d never be ourselves. They’ll never be themselves. I could never imagine a sight like such. Lost with your beauty, dumbfounded with your lust. I could never imagine a world so subtle. So profound with the lack of intelligence. I couldn’t face the facts, the truths that were bestowed upon me. I’d wish for one more night where I could feel unique.
» Posted By Alex On 11.08.2012 @ 7:41 pm
People are kind to others so they can be kind to themselves.
» Posted By Alex On 11.08.2012 @ 1:13 pm
To teach is a great thing. But what is taught is of utmost importance. My father taught me that it is always good to laugh at yourself. That is a great lesson.
» Posted By Alex On 11.07.2012 @ 9:49 am
Teach. A word that popped out on my screen reminding me of my biggest and greatest love. My English teacher. My admiration for him was just beyond normal. I wanted to be like him. I wanted to teach people as much as he taught me. He taught me to love, to understand words, to think. If I turn out to be half of the person he is today, I would die in peace.
» Posted By Alex On 11.07.2012 @ 8:42 am
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I never want to teach, I could never remember all the names of the kids in my class. Not to mention I would never be able to deal with stupi
» Posted By Alex On 11.06.2012 @ 12:38 pm