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Is this my punishment for being a bad person?

» Posted By Jason On 04.07.2013 @ 2:22 pm

At the end of the day
with an already full shame tank
I listen to the weathered words
of a divine inner hatred
for the freedom you never had
and are intent to deny me
as you remove my right
to celebrate myself
and discipline myself.

» Posted By Jason On 04.07.2013 @ 12:14 pm


Flour. Bread. Minecraft!!

» Posted By Jason On 04.06.2013 @ 5:15 pm


Vines. Ivy. Ivy League. Columbia..

» Posted By Jason On 04.04.2013 @ 12:42 pm


I like bagels. So does Ji.

» Posted By Jason On 04.03.2013 @ 5:49 pm


I tend to fabricate a lot of untruths in my mind.

» Posted By Jason On 04.01.2013 @ 2:20 pm


You invade my thoughts like the plague.

» Posted By Jason On 03.30.2013 @ 4:56 pm


The dull metallic glint of early morning sunlight shown effulgent, glancing off of his bronze helmet as an arrow is turned away lightly from the hard surface of a shield.

» Posted By Jason On 03.29.2013 @ 7:56 am

Bronze. 3rd place.
Gold. 1st place.
I hate losing.

» Posted By Jason On 03.28.2013 @ 4:36 pm


You grow wheat in Minecraft. It’s fun to play Minecraft with friends.

» Posted By Jason On 03.29.2013 @ 3:25 pm


A tornado carried Dorothy away from home. Take me away, too.

» Posted By Jason On 03.27.2013 @ 3:24 pm


I wonder if everything in this world was predestined. I feel like I was destined to meet you, though..

» Posted By Jason On 03.26.2013 @ 2:22 pm


The ocean waves lapped gently upon the coarse, rocky shoreline. Soon, the tide would recede, revealing a number of sea creatures; among them, a great multitude of clams. And it is them, honestly, that I thought of when the word “calamity” was uttered.

» Posted By Jason On 03.26.2013 @ 8:04 am

This is a calamity!! We need to chill more!!

» Posted By Jason On 03.25.2013 @ 8:32 pm


Sometimes, I wish people would just listen. And be there. Not judge, or pass on their own advice, but just listen. Sometimes, that’s all I want.

» Posted By Jason On 03.24.2013 @ 11:43 am


Puss in Boots.

» Posted By Jason On 03.23.2013 @ 6:37 pm


Bricks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. Or is it sticks.

» Posted By Jason On 03.22.2013 @ 1:43 pm



» Posted By Jason On 03.20.2013 @ 5:59 pm


At first it pained me to see her walking away, closing the door on what was without doubt a fantastic adventure in love, friendship and happiness. I shed a single tear over that thought until the tear sizzled dry on the way down my cheek. Anger engulfed me, i saw red and without even trying, my mind concocted malicious scenarios and scenes of revenge. Hate is a strong word, but pain is stronger, and she would learn this, better than anyone. . .

» Posted By Jason On 03.20.2013 @ 8:20 am

The pained look upon the woman’s face was mirrored in the twin orbs set into the face of the recently deceased man, laying with his back to the pavement and his nose skyward and all of the debris and shattered benevolence scattered about him. He, and his would be interlocutor.

» Posted By Jason On 03.19.2013 @ 9:01 pm

You look really pained. Please let me help you. It pains me to see you like this. I’m sorry for just making things worse.

You, on the other hand, I’m not sure I even want to be your friend anymore.

» Posted By Jason On 03.19.2013 @ 5:56 pm


Truth is…, what, precisely?
There are times when I do not know.
There are times when I would not care to know, though I must.
There are times.
Truth is…, how things are.

» Posted By Jason On 03.18.2013 @ 9:38 pm

I hate it when people lie to me. Just tell me the truth. That’s the only way I’m ever going to trust you. And trust is a really important thing to me.

» Posted By Jason On 03.18.2013 @ 2:43 pm


The cities had begun to slip into decline long before the spacial detritus tore its way through the thinned and damaged atmosphere of 25th century earth. Mankind was in dire need of… ?

» Posted By Jason On 03.18.2013 @ 8:15 am

I want to live in a city when I grow up. Even for college, I would love to go to Columbia or NYU. Maybe I’ll even live in Singapore one day.

» Posted By Jason On 03.17.2013 @ 4:32 pm


Haha not overt. Like how your dislike for some people can be.

» Posted By Jason On 03.16.2013 @ 11:43 am


The overtly obvious nature of the surveillance that had been placed upon the tower was not intended as one might expect. While the gathering of intelligence was of some importance, the dark vans and ambiguous men and women pretending to blend into crowds thousands strong was more message than legitimate operation.

» Posted By Jason On 03.16.2013 @ 9:07 am

The sarcasm was of such overt cruelty that the poor fool hadn’t the time nor the will to square his shoulders, to raise his eyes from beyond the circumference of the hardwood floor.

» Posted By Jason On 03.15.2013 @ 7:39 pm

Not covert. Like your dislike for some people.

» Posted By Jason On 03.15.2013 @ 1:36 pm



» Posted By Jason On 03.14.2013 @ 2:04 pm

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