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iron

blood. strong. keeps you healthy. or could be a metal. like an iron skillet. prevents anemia. good for the blood :) either result could be bloody. rawr.

» Posted By becca On 10.10.2011 @ 10:07 am

playground

When I was a child I played on the playground… I was shy and sometimes I didn’t get along well with the other children. I was hoping to find somewhere to fit in; sometimes I feel like i’ve found that place, but I don’t always know for sure. I am seeking the truth in this world full of lies. It has been forgotten.
When will we decide to take a stand?

» Posted By Becca On 09.28.2011 @ 10:07 am

evidence

What you can prove to a mystery or a crime scene.

» Posted By becca On 09.26.2011 @ 11:19 am

pressed

smooshed into a book with love. flowers of course =D pressed by pages written about romantic, medieval stories…

» Posted By becca On 09.25.2011 @ 6:45 pm

preoccupied

i am too preoccupied to listen to your mess hopkins either make your talk interesting to me of i will leave you in the dust my friend. surely you can come up with some thing better than this! you are boring me and i have not time to be bored. the things i need to do are bearing down on me and you , to be frank, are wasting my time.

» Posted By becca On 09.24.2011 @ 8:45 pm

port

The sea area where boats come in and stop to drop off items. Ocean area where people may swim and boats stop.

» Posted By Becca On 09.22.2011 @ 11:29 am

couch

as we laid together, arms brushing together, i couldn’t help thinking that I was the only one who cared about the contact. He must not notice, he doesn’t seem to react as i do. I keep it concealed, but I wish I could know

» Posted By Becca On 09.21.2011 @ 11:21 pm

crouch

the man crouched down next to the smiling child, and handed him the orange lollipop. the kid’s smile lit up the day, and the man walked off happily, knowing he had made a difference in the child’s world.

» Posted By Becca On 09.20.2011 @ 10:32 pm

rally

It was the call of the restless masses of weak souls. It was the one person who was brave enough to raise his God-given voice in humble protest. It was beautiful. It was once. It is no more. The rallying cry.

» Posted By Becca On 09.13.2011 @ 8:14 pm

I don’t have much experience with rally’s. I have never been the protestor type,, never wNting to “put myself out there” so to speak. I suppose there are other types of rallys.

» Posted By Becca On 09.13.2011 @ 7:12 pm

I’ve never been to any kind of rally before because where I’m from everyone is close minded and has no desire to celebrate or fight against anything they believe in or care about. My communitye didn’t care much about anything, actually.. but what everyone’s kids were doing wrong to make their children look better. What can you do……….

» Posted By becca On 09.13.2011 @ 5:01 pm

sponge

she sat on the counter staring at it. dispising it. is this my life now. is this counter top my fortress, i its queen, hating myself. how am i here and why. this sponge. this failure. my energy has been soaked into this mass of ingenious invention that may just kill me.

» Posted By becca On 09.01.2011 @ 8:01 pm

secretary

I wonder if a necessary job quality is having an attraction to men of power?

» Posted By Becca On 08.27.2011 @ 11:30 am

sinking

sinking deeper and deeper into the wet sand, wiggling my toes. feeling it crawl up past my knees onto my thighs, up and over my chest, pulling me under.

» Posted By becca On 08.23.2011 @ 11:01 am

poison

It’s evil. It’s often seen in fairy tales -Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. But it’s used more commonly as a verb, people poison themselves with drugs and drink and sometimes with their thoughts. They can turn a person from who you thought they were to what they’ve become.

» Posted By Becca On 08.22.2011 @ 9:55 am

transport

take me somewhere else. somewhere far from this place. far from home, far from family. tak me to a different world. where everything is different and nothing is predictable. carry me away, anywhere, somewhere…

» Posted By becca On 08.20.2011 @ 8:15 pm

deer

Hmm deer seem to get hit by cars quite often. I wonder how Bambi felt when his mother died. Confused? Sad? Angry? His dad was barely there his whole life and he’s expected to accept that?

» Posted By Becca On 08.19.2011 @ 12:18 am

Deer. Graceful living, breathing things that are innocent enough to stop and stare when utter doom shines in their eyes. Graceful, pretty, gorgeous, peaceful. The symbol of grace and beauty. Deer.

» Posted By Becca On 08.18.2011 @ 4:00 pm

succeed

I want to succeed in life. Provide for whatver family I may get as I grow older. I want to succeed where my parents failed. Provide a better life for myself than they could. I want to be happy and free. I want to succeed. Is that a bad thing? I dont think so. I think its a brilliant thing to want. Thats all I want out of life, is to succeed.

» Posted By Becca On 08.17.2011 @ 7:53 pm

What is success? In our young lives, its supposed to be about winning things, achievements, being better than our peers and getting more and better things. As we grow up, if we’re smart, don’t we realize that success is almost as illusive and vague as happiness? The trick is defining it for yourself, not what your parents, or your friends or teachers taught it to mean. Its what you define for yourself, and sometimes that scary.

» Posted By Becca On 08.17.2011 @ 2:29 pm

Happiness surely comes when one succeeds. Most commonly the word is associated with exams but I think it should also come into common use that we should attempt to succeed at life more and in doing so live the life we want.

» Posted By Becca On 08.17.2011 @ 2:03 pm

thread

thin sharp smooth colorful cutting thin sew clothes money connections store jeans shirts sweaters cord material fabric bags retail cost

» Posted By becca On 08.15.2011 @ 7:03 pm

brick

brick house pool inside tornado pool outside asparagus deer garden red chimney wish i had a fireplace time is running out hill trees all gone swing decimated

» Posted By becca On 08.09.2011 @ 9:57 am

Red brick house in london, very beautiful, i wish i could live in a house like this. SHE’S A BRICK HOUSE!!!!

» Posted By becca On 08.08.2011 @ 8:03 pm

canvas

He stepped up to the canvas, looked at all he had done in all that time and new that this, this was it. It was all he needed to win her over; make it better.
He lifted the brush, stroked, and looked at the door, waiting for her to come in and tell him she’d been wrong.

» Posted By Becca On 08.07.2011 @ 7:54 pm

level

you are on the same level as i am. i want to get as high as you are. sorry i am in love with you. shit. but why wont you feel the same way? its not as thought i cant make you love me anymore, its just that i dont trust you as i should. dear love you make my heart drop.drop drop.

» Posted By becca On 08.03.2011 @ 10:03 pm

boiling

Hotness filled the air it amazed me how steaming it was. Every little second part throughout the week the boiling water continued to boil and boil. Days and days went by and still it continued to boil. Though thick in thin it continued to boil. As our life when on i looked bak and it was no longer boiling it stop and life had been calm once again.

» Posted By becca On 08.02.2011 @ 8:55 pm

umm hot. Or what the water has to do when you make macaroni and cheese. Or spaghetti. Or any type of pasta. Also rice. What people’s blood does when they’re mad. Or what it feels like your skin is doing when it’s reallllyyyy hot outside. Like 2 weeks ago. That was hot. But now it’s cold. I wish it would be in between freezing and boiling!

» Posted By Becca On 08.02.2011 @ 6:26 pm

root

every time i leap into a new journey or off to some adventure i think sadly about the life I’m leaving behind, and it reminds me of that song by Rusted Root.

» Posted By Becca On 08.01.2011 @ 7:15 pm

amuse

I never seemed to be amused anymore, at night alone with my thoughts. It escapes me however try I hard to grasp it. Instead I grow morose, melancholy, melodramatic, as it were.

» Posted By Becca On 07.29.2011 @ 12:39 am

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