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He painted her with fire. After he was done painting the house. It was so much more than acryllic, or watercolor, you couldn’t package up flames and spread it out with a roller. And paint couldn’t change like the flames did, it couldn’t move, it couldn’t singe and char and burn. And it colored and colored and everything it touched it destroyed.

» Posted By Bella On 06.07.2011 @ 7:02 am


God’s. A good name for a band. A healthy sandwich made by someone with a lisp. Rhymes with bath. Um… anger?

» Posted By Bella On 05.21.2011 @ 4:41 pm


I am tempted to kiss you and replace that frown with laughter at my unexpected attempt at romance. I am tempted, but I do not give in. It is more difficult than it appears for me to break free from the restraints of my Self and give in to the desires of my heart.

» Posted By Bella On 05.17.2011 @ 12:06 pm


the robot was silver and gold. He shined with the horror of his artificiality. The robot was sad, was lonely, could think but not do. All it did was follow, do the rules, do the commands, do the laws. Life was hard when it was a robot.

» Posted By bella On 04.20.2011 @ 2:32 am


Unplugged from the world, wood and strings. vibrating on one another. sound bouncing off surfaces. reverberating to silence.

» Posted By bella On 04.19.2011 @ 12:45 pm


Gasoline is essentially what america thrives off of. America functions with gasoline because their cars run on it aswell as boats, lawnmowers, jet skis and all sorts of other toys. America could make buckets of money if they drilled off shore for oil and then would make plenty of money from gasoline sales and all americans wouldn’t complain constantly about gas prices.

» Posted By Bella On 04.15.2011 @ 11:48 pm


i am so thirsty and my throat really hurts and is dry. the humidity is making it that much worse. thirst is a common factor as of right now because i cannot breathe through my nose so i have to breathe through my mouth and it is making it dry and there for makes me thirsty

» Posted By Bella On 04.11.2011 @ 11:00 am


The carefully structured world was falling apart. Pieces were breaking, breaking and shattering into thousands of tiny pieces along the hardwood floor.
They drifted through her outstretched fingers like water.
With a cry, she reached for the falling world.
She missed.
And then it was gone.

» Posted By Bella On 03.25.2011 @ 4:47 pm


How do you approach a subject like that?
Really, it was almost funny.. In a morbid, self-loathing kind of way. It was like a festering wound, one that won’t close and you’re not sure how to stitch it up yourself, but you know that if you could, if you would just take that last step… You’d be on your way towards healing.
But some things are better left unsaid.

» Posted By Bella On 03.22.2011 @ 12:45 pm


I figured time would be a little more merciful, you know? In all the movies, the dying always have a few last heartfelt moments to say goodbye and sweet words to their loved ones. I wanted, as my boyfriend sat with my bleeding body on the side of the road waiting for an ambulance that wouldn’t make it in time, to tell him how much he meant to me. How much I wished we could’ve grown old together.
Instead, I looked at him… and then I died.

» Posted By Bella On 03.17.2011 @ 1:45 am


bumble bee i like to think of being a bee and lving in a garden a garden that smellls like sugar and makes me feel like a queen, a queen bee. the most beauitufliest queen bee i have ever seen i want to be in that garden now and smile at the flowers and the sun a bee happy as a bee

» Posted By Bella On 03.08.2011 @ 4:00 pm


I almost made it out of there without a scratch. But you made an impression. I almost took it back. But I couldn’t. I almost changed my mind. I almost decided it was worth it. It almost was. I almost did it. But I think I made the right decision.

» Posted By Bella On 03.07.2011 @ 4:42 pm


strong is good. everyone strong always accomplishes what they want and actually knows what they want to accomplish. strong people don’t even realize what strong is, or that they’re being it because, for them, it’s just the only way they know to be. strong is having enough of a personality that you don’t think about what you want or need. you just want or need it. strong is not flexible.

» Posted By bella On 02.26.2011 @ 6:01 pm


they can be round and everybody can come together to drink and eat and chat, you can have good and bad times there you can have sex on or under it it´s good to have them .

» Posted By Bella On 02.25.2011 @ 4:54 pm


i love fragrance, its one of the best inventions especially when it smells really good. I try to wear it all the time because smelling bad is one of the things that i don’t want to do. one day i hope to make my own fragrance. I love the spray on bottles the most.

» Posted By Bella On 02.09.2011 @ 10:26 am


print reminds me of a couple things. it makes me think of terrible essays i have to print out for school. and pretty photograph prints. and hmm…well im not very good at writing these things so i guess thats it. bye.

» Posted By bella On 01.30.2011 @ 12:45 pm


I l ove baking. I like to make things for other poeple in hope sthat in these ingrediets I can somehow measure and ladle out the metions tha tI can;t other wise say or show. I hope that theyc a taste the love I feel inside. I wish one day Ill have my own recipies to hand down. Something that is a part of me. b

» Posted By Bella On 01.18.2011 @ 4:53 pm


the act of taking away something. draining of the soul, emotion. you can drain anything, physical or emotional. the end. image of a sink drain pops into my head.

» Posted By Bella On 01.16.2011 @ 9:24 pm

the drain in the sink is where the water goes down. sometimes hair gets stuck in the shower drain. someones life can go down the drain. or you can drain something out of your life or body like energy or fluids.

» Posted By bella On 01.16.2011 @ 7:51 pm


ME! the anterior deluxe of which wrangles the mind to the thyroid timely matters undone in an instant taken for what word begins with L “said the micro wizard to the lorax” said what then, why, there is going to be STEVE CHOI WITH HIS WAAGON WHEEL ALL UP ON HIS HIGH HORSE

» Posted By Bella On 01.07.2011 @ 10:51 pm


You have no idea what I notice about you . You are gorgeous and I love you. The day I noticed you in the front of the library talking on your phone with a sketch book. The day you noticed me in the liquor store. Your hair wispy in your face, my old flannel shirt. Beauty, wonder, and lust, now love.

» Posted By Bella On 01.03.2011 @ 12:22 am


paperclips hold things together.
i’d like to think of myself as a paperclip.
i hold many people together, as they do to me.
i’m sure you understand what i am writing.
i’m a sturdy, reliable person who will be there for you even when your falling apart! :)

» Posted By Bella On 12.22.2010 @ 3:14 pm

i think that paper clips hold everything together.
like its kind of like a good friend. someone who holds everything together.
a good friend who can read you like a book and never doubt you for a minute.
i think paperclips are great double meanings.

» Posted By Bella On 12.22.2010 @ 3:05 pm


When the possibility fades, hope still remains. It was that hope that kept her going. And then one day, she realised, hope was crippling. It blind-sighted her all these years…

» Posted By Bella On 12.12.2010 @ 6:59 am


divide the things you want and the things you need into groups of what you know and what you don’t know. divide the people you love and the people you like from the people you hate because they will be the difference between you are and who you could have been.

» Posted By bella On 09.18.2010 @ 7:01 pm


A sack, an adventure. Tom Sawyer would bring a pouch full of goodies on a trip. Second thought? A woman’s belly. She has a pouch.

» Posted By bella On 09.14.2010 @ 6:59 am


I’m thinking of an RV.
Something that hangs above you in some sort of space. And time.
Used on a projector. Used by teachers.
Overpass? Hangs overhead.

» Posted By Bella On 08.23.2010 @ 9:16 am

When I was walking down the street one day, I happened to glance up. I saw an enormous hawk sitting overhead on a telephone wire. I smiled up at it and it flew away. It also brightened up my morning. Thank you Hawk, Thank you.

» Posted By Bella On 08.22.2010 @ 8:11 pm


The only barrier between your heart and mine is proximity, or so I’d like to think. Were I near you, perhaps this ordeal would no longer be an ordeal, but rather something that could grow.

» Posted By bella On 07.29.2010 @ 1:24 pm


bleach, serial killers use it. cleans the blood stains off whatever the blood of their emotional rage of their memories spills on. sometimes, they can get away with there murder. sometimes there not so lucky. they kill what they can to survive from being eatin alive. jeckle and hide.

» Posted By bella On 06.21.2010 @ 10:09 pm

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