Comments Posted By Hope
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Words trip and fall from my tongue like rocks, like my speech is a landslide, and we are both caught beneath it, trapped in an avalanche of broken promises and hapless romances torn by time and erosion.
» Posted By Hope On 01.14.2013 @ 5:54 pm
Sure, it’s okay that you don’t love me anymore.
Sure, I don’t need anything from you.
Sure, you can have that.
Sure, that’s fine. (it’s not really fine)
Sure, I guess.
» Posted By Hope On 12.31.2012 @ 12:00 am
i went to sub way and got a five foot long and it was so goood i ate all of it i was a pig that day i had a good time now i am fat!!!!!!
» Posted By Hope On 12.18.2012 @ 6:51 am
i resented my play at the whole intire student body of sljh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
» Posted By Hope On 12.11.2012 @ 11:04 am
a object for a class so you can get a good grade!!!!!
» Posted By Hope On 12.03.2012 @ 10:57 am
the sun rises so beutifly and the wold should be so thankful for all the power of the sun to everybody in the nation even Mr.google
» Posted By Hope On 11.30.2012 @ 6:56 am
i went in the kitchen and i tryed to get the cookies but i didnt know were they were so i looked under the sink and there they were
» Posted By Hope On 11.28.2012 @ 6:52 am
today i will mesure an absolute value in kahn acadamy woow thats very hard to do even with a rice crispy treat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
» Posted By Hope On 11.15.2012 @ 11:04 am
ARTS A MAGICAL PIECE OF ART OF WHAT YOU LIKE YOU MAKE YOUR OWN IMAGINATION!!!(YOU LOVE YOUR ART!!!!!!)
» Posted By Hope On 11.14.2012 @ 7:16 am
the only person i now is me i am somebody and i like the song the somebody i used to now!!!!
» Posted By Hope On 11.13.2012 @ 10:55 am
Draw a card from the bottom of the deck. No questions; take what you’ve been given. The only way to play.
» Posted By Hope On 11.11.2012 @ 3:03 pm
Spent is such a truthful word. it sounds like what it is: short, angry, easily flung from the tongue as if on fire. It smolders; it rages; it it is barely contained inside its own skin.
» Posted By Hope On 11.10.2012 @ 2:55 pm
I don’t even understand these noises that follow me throughout the day. A dull roar, that’s all it is. Your voice alone cuts through the white noise and for that, I am grateful.
» Posted By Hope On 11.09.2012 @ 5:59 pm
The sound shakes my bones, a felling before a sound, and I see myself falling in space. We should be together, I think, but it isn’t the right time for that. What a fitting sound, what a lovely, daring sound to hear in those last moments before infinity.
» Posted By Hope On 11.09.2012 @ 4:31 pm
i lay on the grund and i will stay there when and i can help you later
» Posted By Hope On 11.06.2012 @ 10:13 am
i am on guard of my oreos cookies and i like oreos and all i wanted is a oreo!
» Posted By Hope On 11.02.2012 @ 1:06 pm
I HAD A PRESENCE OF A COOKIE(OREO) WELL I WAS PRESENCE I JUTS WANTED A OREO!!!
» Posted By Hope On 11.01.2012 @ 7:51 am
to shown by the lord and show him yourface and toshow him your voice a nd to show all the thhings to god so by the time you die youl be with him
» Posted By Hope On 10.19.2012 @ 11:58 am
A path to life and a entrance to heaven a entrance to life is a entrance of hope a entrance to a path is a intrance to your voice!
» Posted By Hope On 10.18.2012 @ 8:01 am
tody i will entrace mr whooleys one word it would say nothing so i think it is wierd to other people
» Posted By Hope On 10.17.2012 @ 12:13 pm
hope is so awsome and i am in mr woolleys and i dont now how to spell his name!
» Posted By Hope On 10.16.2012 @ 7:52 am
Since forever ago I loved the feel of the ocean on my face. Since forever I have loved the warm feeling that spreads through me when I curl up in a sweater with a cup of tea. Since forever I have loved the feeling of Christmas in the air.
» Posted By Hope On 10.13.2012 @ 9:41 pm
I claim to have a strong love for you. I claim that you are beautiful and you’ll probably never see it. I claim that you broke my heart and I still want you. I claim that you’re my kind of perfect. I claim that you are mine in my heart and none other can take that away… until I move. Then I’ll claim that I don’t love you and never did.
» Posted By Hope On 09.20.2012 @ 9:52 am
It was so easy to not have to try. I was always going to be the fat sister, what better excuse then being sick? Truth is nothing takes the sting away, not even telling your track coach you have asthma.
» Posted By Hope On 09.14.2012 @ 1:38 am
Is the glass half empty or half full? Is it half full of air? The things i here are purple. Swag. Swag. Swag. Swag. YOLO. Skeet Skeet. 4lyfe~
» Posted By Hope On 08.23.2012 @ 12:05 am
its delicous and fluffly and white. it tastes gerat. it goes on cakes and other desserts. like cookies. it can go ontop or inside or anywhere you want! wooo.
» Posted By hope On 07.23.2012 @ 9:07 am
A way of playing music. An auxiliary cord to connect your ipod/MP3 to your radio/stereo. A way to play music other than listening to AM/FM/CD etc. MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC RULES EMOTION RULES THE WORLD RULES FEELING CHANGES LIVES
» Posted By Hope On 07.14.2012 @ 3:14 pm
I reached for the doorknob but your hand stopped mine and gripped it yourself. You pressed your other hand to the small of my back and guided me into the bright lights of the store.
» Posted By Hope On 07.13.2012 @ 7:41 pm
yum. like ice cream. but no, that’s not what it means. it’s like napoleon. but he broke his, like hitler. yeah treaty. it keeps me thinking about ice cream though, even though that’s not what it’s supposed to mean. peace. gah. i should be able to find something else.
» Posted By Hope On 06.05.2012 @ 7:33 pm
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Emptying my thoughts. Where do they all go? I like to think they hide between the crevices of my collarbones. Or perhaps in the cracks between the blinds above my bed. Wherever they go, I don’t think they’re really gone forever. They’ll stay with me until I figure out what to do with them. Where they belong. Why do I even want them gone in the first place? Some are dark, some are bright and beautiful. But the dark ones… those are the ones that scare me. They keep piling up on top of each other higher and higher until finally, they will consume me.
» Posted By Hope On 06.04.2012 @ 11:48 am