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he swallowed, trying again to say something profound. His words would just never flow the way he wanted them to, and always ended up dribbling out some drivel that didn’t impress anyone.
He closed his eyes, sighing, turned and walked out the door. He’d have to come up with a better exit at some point in his life to make one of his many departures unforgettable. This just would have to be one of the forgettable ones.
» Posted By Caroline On 11.02.2011 @ 6:18 pm
His eyes opened wider. “I know what to do.”
He leapt down from the hammock, his knees buckling as he hit the ground, and ran towards the car.
“But where are you going?”
“I’ll be back soon!” He called out behind him as he swung the door closed, the engine starting rapidly.
» Posted By Caroline On 11.01.2011 @ 3:51 pm
what i’ve had to do for 16 years of my life now. had to give up so many things beacuse my family couldn’t afford things. i’ve given up things for my family. and they’ve given up things for me. sacrifice is a one way street. but i guess that’s something you never understood.
» Posted By Caroline On 10.30.2011 @ 11:06 am
The world was a horrible place filled with hatred and death. Riots broke out every day and spilled in to the streets. Violence consumed anyone who stood in its way and I just happened to be one of them.
» Posted By Caroline On 10.29.2011 @ 10:02 am
I am still in this place. I am all alone. i need my friends. i need my family. i just need somebody. i am still here. stuck in time and wasted space. i am still here. i would go but i don’t know how
» Posted By caroline On 10.27.2011 @ 3:31 pm
spring is when things begin. It’s my favorite season temperature wise. it means the school year is almost over. it makes me think of truman, my dog, running in my yard. springs are also found in mattresses. it’s grouped with cheerfulness. it rains. i like spring, but winter is still my favorite season.
» Posted By Caroline On 10.12.2011 @ 11:53 pm
mystery mystery mystery mystery mystery mystery mystery
» Posted By caroline On 10.09.2011 @ 2:27 am
evidence… that you care. tangible proof that i’m the one you think about as you’re falling asleep. not some other girl. but me. truly and honestly me. for the first time, i’d like to be that girl for someone. someone wonderful. and i sure as hell hope it’s you. show me a sign. give me evidence.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.26.2011 @ 9:03 pm
I see the words one word at the top of the screen, half hidden by the line directly under it. Or is it in front of it? yes in front if it is what I meant
» Posted By Caroline On 09.18.2011 @ 8:18 pm
sad unfortunate exciting, adventure’s in the making something i will never experience toby keith choices and decisions beautifully dangerous thrilling suspenseful terrific john wayne black and white the south, belief’s fighting for future, not sure where it will take me, risks and rewards. CHOICES.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.18.2011 @ 12:11 am
Bringing together a group of people; to assemble.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.13.2011 @ 8:31 pm
Bring together a group of people.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.13.2011 @ 8:27 pm
We existed silently next to each other, neither brave nor scared, meaningful or pointless.
Our existence was translucent
» Posted By Caroline On 09.07.2011 @ 7:27 pm
creepy little nasty little buggers that i suppose serve some great purpose in the balance and cycle of the universe, but always seem to have a personal vendetta against me and seek to cause me fear and pain. dislike them.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.06.2011 @ 1:06 pm
Pepper, wasn’t salt yesterday’s word? Who even creates these words?
» Posted By Caroline On 09.04.2011 @ 8:04 am
Salt imeditally clung to their nostrals. It was one thing she would say for sure she missed in Colorado, there weren’t any coast lines in the moutains. Yet again, maybe that’s why she liked it. It wasn’t home.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.03.2011 @ 10:18 am
He lapped it up, taking in every word she said. She had no intention of making him smile. She turned her back, grinning at some boy she had only just met, leaving him to sit in the corner and watch her flirt.
It wasn’t like he even needed her attention. He just wanted it. And this would be something he would fight for.
» Posted By Caroline On 09.01.2011 @ 12:38 pm
He took her up on the offer, taking her hand and falling to the floor, crawling across the floor to where he imagined a bed would be. There was no way he was walking.
She yelped. He was heavier than he looked. She did not need this. Her boyfriend was coming over the next day. As if she had time, or effort, to explain that this drunken boy meant nothing to her. Or the ability to lie.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.31.2011 @ 8:49 am
The mist was heavy. It felt like a blanket draped across my broad shoulders. Thinking this, I looked up at my mother. “Why are they like this?”
“Why are what like what, dear?”
I didn’t answer. I do this to often. Assume people know what I am thinking. I believe its because of my desire for answers. I don’t have time to explain myself.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.29.2011 @ 2:23 pm
The sun was shooting across the sky, yet the man held his umbrella tightly in his hand, flat by his side. It didn’t hurt to take precautions. He’d been caught out too many times before. Like last Saturday, when he’d only nipped out for a pint of milk and a paper. Downpour, it was. He got quite wet, and couldn’t get warm for the rest of the day. No way, was Norman going to let that happen again.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.25.2011 @ 2:26 am
Her hands were silk, sliding down his arm to hold onto his battered hand. He lay stationary. She blinked, removing the water that had collected at the front of her eyes. Looking towards the door, she saw an older woman, holding a bunch of flowers. They were beautiful, summery flowers, filling the outside room with joy, though the face holding them immediately overshadowed any joy.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.24.2011 @ 3:03 am
I dont know what its silk, i think that its about the Soy milk Brand that has the name of SILK, or it means something like soft, auggg!!!:( i want to know and speak and write more english! study, have more knowledge on english
» Posted By Caroline On 08.23.2011 @ 7:17 pm
Her voice was like silk the way it moved through the room, gently caressing my soul until I swear I felt a tickle.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.23.2011 @ 7:07 pm
The ship was sinking. Obviously. There was water pouring through every imaginable hole, even through unimaginable holes – the boat was filling up. People weren’t quite at the stage of panic yet; they were merely staring at the increasing sea level within the walls and staring, thinking, way too slowly, about how this problem was to be solved.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.22.2011 @ 6:37 pm
sinking, falling, into the ocean, with the fish, a beautiful coral reef with a yellow submarine, the sun shining down to the bottom of the ocean,gorgeous teal sand. rainbow fish. sharks and dolphins.
» Posted By caroline On 08.22.2011 @ 6:12 pm
I don’t want to sink into the ground like other people do. They do nothing; they don’t fight, they just allow themselves to be swallowed hole. I don’t want to be like them. I want to have the willpower to pull myself out.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.22.2011 @ 1:59 pm
travelling through the veins of its enemy, the venom flows with such distinction that no obstacle in its path can touch. the destination is a must and the devastation of its powers are indescribable.
» Posted By caroline On 08.21.2011 @ 11:58 am
Please transport me back to Maui immediately. I can’t be in this God-forsaken city any longer or I’ll burst! I want the beeeach and the breeze and to be pressure-free again. When’s the next plane leave?
» Posted By Caroline On 08.20.2011 @ 6:37 pm
i miss my old yellow house in pittsburgh. i moved to new jersey and i live in another yellow house. it isn’t the same. i wish i could go back…back in time. i feel like i missed out on so much…not really. I just wish i could see it again.
» Posted By Caroline On 08.19.2011 @ 9:51 pm
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I missed you until you fucked me over. Yes I did, but I don’t anymore. You don’t deserve me, and you are seriously stupid and dumb and… Juts oblivious. So, goodbye, because I do not want to see your face ever again. Understood?
» Posted By Caroline On 08.19.2011 @ 11:32 am