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I love the pattern of love. Falling fast and hard in the beginning then slowing down and truly enjoying each others company.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.15.2012 @ 6:50 pm
Autumn is my favorite season. It’s beautiful and cozy and the perfect hoody and jeans weather. My birthday is in autumn, and however much I love the season, I wish my birthday were on a warmer date, because it makes outdoor parties obsolete. AUTUMN IS GRAND!
» Posted By Brandi On 11.07.2011 @ 11:28 am
princesses live in a castle. bricks and vines, kings and queens. Court. Rose gardens. Victorian castles. I wish we had castles in America. I don’t know what to write about castles.
» Posted By Brandi On 10.19.2011 @ 6:22 pm
Crouching involves bending your knees and resting your behind on your heels. You are lowering your body to the ground, usually as a resting method or to retrieve an object below your arms reach. Also to reach objects that are under something or in something.
» Posted By Brandi On 09.20.2011 @ 11:26 pm
a pouch is a place where i but my belongings. I dont exactly have a pouch, but.i think it would be cool to own one. Though, if i had a pouch, id want to design it myself.
» Posted By Brandi On 09.16.2011 @ 11:47 pm
People that have nothing better to do with their lives but to ruin others. The most depressed people in this world probably. Disliked by many.
» Posted By Brandi On 07.11.2011 @ 9:06 am
Crane reminds me of being away from here. The hot desert with it’s sand colored dry life. A crane is what I want to see. It’s need for water. It’s whiteness silhouetted against the blue sky.
» Posted By Brandi On 07.03.2011 @ 1:31 pm
when you braid your hair you can do it to the side or in the back, there are all different types of braids, some that are hair and then there is the regular one and its pretty easy.
» Posted By brandi On 07.02.2011 @ 4:28 am
in the water, towards the shore. wet feet. cold, happy sunshine fishing being reeal birds chirping frogs trees blue skies
» Posted By Brandi On 06.29.2011 @ 1:13 pm
to feel the urge to stand up for something. to have strong feelings for. to have morals of whats right and whats wrong. it can be a variety of different outlooks on one simple matter by different people
» Posted By Brandi On 06.18.2011 @ 4:03 pm
its a wonder that where alive, its a wonder how we meet each other. dont you know that? i love you, thats a wonder too. even though i died, im still here, here with you. this wonder is not just a gift, its a curse, as i cannot leave.
» Posted By brandi On 06.18.2011 @ 8:53 am
The saddness swelled all around me as i stood all alone at your funeral. What could have ever happened to lead me to this dreadful place? The fact that you were dead, and I would never again kiss your sweet lips without the cold kiss of death on them first. Your funeral was some place I never wanted to be. I had be to so many before, but the feeling in the pit of my stomach was like nothing I had ever felt before. Was it because you were my first love? Or because you were the first person to kill yourself that I knew. I think it was both, but as i stood at your funeral, I could feel a part of me hating you; my heart welled with pain and I needed someone to blame. You seemed like the best option, because it was your fault, right? Then why did part of me feel it was my fault? When did we decide that you dying was part of our plan? We had so many things set for our future, but that didn’t include me dressed in black, carrying your casket to the grave.
» Posted By Brandi On 06.11.2011 @ 9:54 pm
i just sat there staring blankly at the chalkboard in front of me. “what does that say?” i asked blankly. the women in front of me answered in an equally blank tone. “your life” i didn’t know how to react, as that seemed impossible/
» Posted By brandi On 06.04.2011 @ 11:16 am
when.. that one time you laughed, cried, got hurt but got back up, did something that made you happy. something you were proud about. got over a fear, a good memory with a friend, realized that what you were doing wasnt what you wanted. the good times, that ended, just to start new ones. loving something, finished something you started. listened to a great song, saw something that made you go awwe. heard/saw something that made you think.
» Posted By brandi On 05.30.2011 @ 1:26 pm
How I feel when u left me the night the flowers bloomed brighttred and the moonlight stung through my heart like a soft crisp breeze.
» Posted By Brandi On 05.15.2011 @ 11:29 pm
The city had become a wasteland overnight. The skyscrapers that had once towered over thousands of people every day were reduced to rubble. Cars with bodies still inside laid among the streets. It looked like the modern day ancient ruins.
» Posted By Brandi On 05.13.2011 @ 3:12 pm
i wish i had one. i wish i loved to read. hell i wish i liked it. i usually tend to read things that are real, raw…painful. i dont know why. i love music though. i like to paint pictures with my mind while im listening. Maybe i have ADHD. whenever i am reading i usually end up reading the same line about 800 times while thinking of a million other things.
» Posted By brandi On 04.11.2011 @ 3:09 pm
The word simply means to be from somewhere. You’ve had that experience of a certain place, and certain event. You have knowledge on the subject. One in this position should be respected. The plural of alumnus.
» Posted By Brandi On 04.09.2011 @ 9:13 pm
explanations and triggers. agreements and papers. signingand nd
» Posted By Brandi On 03.21.2011 @ 8:48 pm
As a child, I loved to wander around the corn fields next door to my house. They were filled with so much mystery – mostly because my mother forbade me to go in them. But, hardheaded child as I was, I went anyway. My father didn’t seem to mind too much. He just didn’t like that I always played with the boys. I’ve always been too much like him, Mama says.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.14.2011 @ 4:17 pm
I wonder wonder wonder, what’s in a wonder ball. And what about the sky? Wonder what it’s made of? Or that bright butterfly flying by, so delicate and lovely. Hmm…I wonder.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.10.2011 @ 12:15 am
The other day I wondered what life would be like without my boyfriend. I realized that it would be very different. Even though I love him, I also enjoyed being single. Like for instance, at this party, there was this really cute guy I used to have a huge crush on and we were alone in the pool and he was flirting and getting really close and putting his arm around me. That was my perfect opportunity, but I pushed him away because I love my boyfriend. It was hard, but I knew I had to. He gave me a promise ring for Valentine’s day and we really are perfect together, but I certainly have wondered what my life would be like right now if he had come into my life a few years down the road.Taken + College = difficult life. But he’s amazing and I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.10.2011 @ 12:13 am
I am often swept away by the past. Standing on my feet one moment, feeling myself firmly rooted in the soil. Then all of a sudden I’m in my head reliving tragedies from the years gone by.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.06.2011 @ 11:29 am
It’s the final countdown. It’s almost time for bed and I still haven’t written anything today. 30 minutes to go, and I know I won’t accomplish anything today. It’s good to have goals. It’s heartbreaking not to reach them.
» Posted By Brandi On 03.03.2011 @ 7:25 pm
poker fun wait god dammit i lost again!!!!!! Buy me another!!Poor poor Houdini…OMG!!!He has no fucking life!!!!!
» Posted By Brandi On 02.20.2011 @ 11:09 am
“Sheep are splendid creatures, don’t you think?” he asked. There was nothing wrong with an obsession with sheep, the way he figured. They were magnificent. So fluffy and soft. Wow! What wool.
» Posted By Brandi On 02.16.2011 @ 11:27 pm
What’s that phrase again? “You win some you lose some?” I think that’s what my grandmother used to always say. She had lots of silly phrases. Half of them I’m sure she made up. Like “Raining worse than a Russian race horse.”
» Posted By Brandi On 01.04.2011 @ 3:46 pm
To sail away is to gain freedom. To cast your fate to the open ocean, and depend on the winds to find your way. Endless blues. Miles and miles of just blue. It’s breathtaking. It’s beautiful. It’s freedom. It’s being away from every anchor in your soul and to be truly free.
» Posted By brandi On 10.30.2010 @ 12:32 am
windows have panels, sometimes they are blue, sometimes they are purple. they swing in the wind, the swing in the silence. sometimes they make noises, sometimes they are quiet. they brighten up a room, they dim down the room. panels are enjoyable
» Posted By Brandi On 10.23.2010 @ 2:41 pm
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he chuckles, she grins — the one sound that can make her smile, when everything in her world has crumbled.
» Posted By Brandi On 09.15.2010 @ 11:22 am