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options

Options. people are always talking about options. You have the option to help someone or to walk away. You have the option do do good or bad. The question is, what option do you choose? It’s a hard choice sometime…but there is always an option.

» Posted By Becca On 01.21.2010 @ 3:56 pm

pour

i like to pour things in cups to eat every night with my pet fish in the dillards deparment store jus because i love my new jcpenny bag and i have a pouring phone that has liquid and i like to pour

» Posted By becca On 01.18.2010 @ 11:45 am

pregnant

The bloated pregnant woman, couldn’t believe her eyes. The baby’s feet were dangling between her legs, as her back ached and she winced in pain. When will this end she thought to hereself. The tears of pain stained her eyes.

» Posted By Becca On 10.13.2009 @ 11:04 am

flour

Flour. A white powdery substance that almost seems like it could be something besides a simply cooking ingredient. Used in many delightful desserts and such things, flour is something that is very necessary in the kitchen. And it is something that I do not use as often as I believe I should.

» Posted By Becca On 10.09.2009 @ 3:37 pm

sprinklers

they spray water everywhere they are kind of fun they might secretly be evil by trying to destroy everything around them in an evil spraying rampage. I am not sure what they do but we need to take them out, for water kills. I will not however be killed be the evil water sprinklers nor the evil juice sprinklers.

» Posted By Becca On 10.09.2009 @ 9:04 am

they spray water everywhere they are kind of fun they might secretly be evil by trying to destroy everything around them in an evil spraying rampage. I am not sure what they do but we need to take them out, for water kills. I will not however be killed be the evil water sprinklers nor the evil juice sprinklers.

» Posted By Becca On 10.09.2009 @ 9:03 am

apron

Aprons. The very things that kitchens consist mostly of. Or at least in my house. Nothing can be done without the apron. It will be hell if you don’t use one…

» Posted By Becca On 10.03.2009 @ 6:48 pm

tragic

My friendship with her. I was blinded, gagged and left under the spotlight. Laughter and pointing, all part of the fun of being a dancing bear. Run away, and never look back. Those repeating words flashed

» Posted By becca On 03.28.2010 @ 3:46 pm

arrow

the arrow pointed that way, maybe i didn’t want to take that route? maybe i wanted to go the other way. life shouldn’t be one path, one way. it should be how you want to live it. (pure cheese)

» Posted By becca On 10.31.2009 @ 9:22 am

shoes

they go on my feet they make me comfortable i have a lot of brown shoes theyu keep me safe and i love to wear shoes especially in the cold because my toes get cold so then i get cold and i don’ lioke it when i hg=get cold because then my whole body is cold. i just want me feet to be warm all the time and sloo

» Posted By becca On 10.28.2009 @ 11:17 pm

crane

a crane is big and yellow and towers over me. i like to think one day i will be like him, all the power in the world. not letting anyone boss me around. i want to be in control – like him.

» Posted By becca On 10.25.2009 @ 7:55 am

collision

I was once in a collision as a child where I wound up losing my liver and had to get a transplant as a result… my aunt gave hers to me, because she had breast cancer and only had a month to live. Ends up not only did she survive the cancer, but also losing her liver to me (mine had actually been practically split in half. I nearly died).

» Posted By Becca On 10.18.2009 @ 2:57 pm

hair fried.
fries spilled.
eyeliner in eye.
lipstick smeared. vogue blush.
purse upturned.
did i just run over an infant?

» Posted By becca On 10.18.2009 @ 12:25 pm

culminating cutthroat capacity.
can’t connect the core captioning.
cookie.

» Posted By becca On 10.18.2009 @ 12:21 pm

permission

to grant accessibility to someone of some desire that he or she wishes, to allow one to do something that they wish

» Posted By becca On 10.16.2009 @ 5:21 pm

brother

brother, i say, pausing, as if reading his name on the poster. what does this mean? damn. i turn away slowly from the glaring words that flash meanings at me that i don’t understand.

» Posted By becca On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

loss

A year ago, I lost the person that meant the most to me. Well, lost him as a person who loved me. Now, he pretends to be my best friend for my own sake. He tells me how wonderful I am and how much I’m worth. If that’s the case, why’d he leave? How’d I lose him?

» Posted By Becca On 02.03.2010 @ 10:15 am

timing

I have terribly poor timing. I feel I never say the things I want to say when I think them or feel them… but later when I am thinking to myself I think, why didn’t I just say that. Then I wait and wait for the perfect timing again, but it never comes. Maybe the perfect timing is only something you see in retrospect, like hindsight is 20/20

» Posted By Becca On 02.02.2010 @ 4:47 am

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