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When the whole weight of the world is on your shoulders.
When everything goes wrong and no matter what you do you cannot fix it.
When even the sun shines brightly on your face you cannot muster a true smile.
When life just keeps pelting you with lemons.
That’s the feeling. Like you are broken into a million tired pieces scattered throughout time with no actual time for yourself.

» Posted By Jenn On 05.26.2013 @ 2:25 pm


I know that they are often songs that people, mothers or other relatives sing to a baby while trying to get it to go to sleep!! I find it strange how rock a bye baby is a famous one when the bow breaks and the cradle falls and down comes baby cradle and all!!

» Posted By jenn On 05.19.2013 @ 1:04 pm


He was sitting, tapping his fingernails lightly on the table. Nervously he looks around him, she should be here by now. He takes a drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out angrily. Why should he stand for this? It was not his duty!
He stood up and stormed out of the door, in such anger that he didn’t see the bus coming.

She watched from a table across the room, her face emotionless. It was done.

» Posted By Jenn On 04.22.2013 @ 2:30 pm


There are many things in life that ground you. Something that keeps you sane and helps you be the ‘normal’ human being we are expected to be. Yet still we seem to drift off path, burn old bridges and make the same old mistakes as well as new ones. Nothing is as stable as it seems, the theory that life can be anchored merely a myth.

» Posted By Jenn On 04.11.2013 @ 6:47 pm


If only one thing was certain, is that no matter where you go, there is at least one constant. Everything you witness through that glass is witnessed over it, every new place framed by it.

» Posted By Jenn On 04.09.2013 @ 12:09 pm


The place where I feel safe, is where many have gone to die. It is dark yet light during the height of the day, the warmth from years gone by in the solid ground surrounding me with hope. I hide here where many have come to thrive.

» Posted By Jenn On 04.08.2013 @ 11:16 am


She was punished as a child and as an adult punished in return. No one knew why and she would take to the grave before letting anyone into her soul.
It was not logical, that she knew, but it was more ingrained into her being than breathing. The loathe people felt for her was no match for the loathe she felt for herself.

» Posted By Jenn On 04.08.2013 @ 7:14 am


A place or designated area. The tumbleweed blew across the dry barren terrain.

» Posted By jenn On 03.10.2013 @ 12:51 am


knock on a door. who’s behind it? is it your friend? your mother? a monster? is it you, behind the door of your mind?
did you knock something over on the table? did it spill? clean it up. pick up the vase of flowers, shake off the water, and arrange them nicely again.

» Posted By Jenn On 02.28.2013 @ 8:47 am


I think i can, i think i can. sometimes i cant think because I have a headache. that headache usually comes from thinking too much, like from work, and from staring at a screen, like I am now. remember when we were kids and the parents said not to sit too close to the tv? and now I’m sitting right in front of a lighted screen, staring away.

» Posted By Jenn On 02.05.2013 @ 7:21 pm


so much is ahead. it’s entirely the future. Love. Faith. Knowledge. It’s all ahead. Happiness is ahead. The past is behind us and it has shaped us. It’s important. But what’s inspiring is what’s ahead.
I look forward to the future. To the uncertainty.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.25.2013 @ 5:08 pm


dear lord I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. I just think sometimes that my life is going the wrong way and I wonder, is it my fault or is it yours? Do you even exist? I don’t know whether I believe in you or not, but the days I do are mostly so that I have someone to blame for the way my life is going. It’s nice to have a failsafe to know that maybe you’re not as much of a screw up as you always thought you were.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.05.2013 @ 12:55 am


Five years ago I was still in undergrad, hoping and praying I had what it took to get into medical school. Now, 5 years later, I am a third year medical student, making my way through rotations. I cannot believe how far I have come, and though I doubt myself often, I know I worked hard to get here and I will keep working hard throughout life to be the best physician I am capable of.

» Posted By Jenn On 12.17.2012 @ 2:42 pm


Just another word to remind me of the fact that I am not in a relationship. Don’t stress, they say. You’ll find someone, they say. It’s important to be available and open to a new relationship. But I’m not an item available on a shelf. I am a person, who just wants to be loved.

» Posted By Jenn On 12.11.2012 @ 3:23 pm


There is a method to everything I do, everything I do for myself and for you, I do methodically!

» Posted By Jenn On 12.09.2012 @ 3:45 pm


What is past is done, but still weighs heavy on my back. The ache fills me, and I cannot be anesthetized with the mere fact that it is over. It is still with me.

» Posted By Jenn On 11.28.2012 @ 11:15 am

Past, Present, Future. What is the most important of the three? Is it the past, with all of it’s lessons, experiences, and memories that defines who you are today? Or is what you are at this moment exactly that? Just a moment in the present and a snapshot that will change in the future. Or is it the future? Is it your hopes and dreams and aspirations that make you who you are?

» Posted By Jenn On 11.28.2012 @ 11:12 am


employees? there are two kinds. some who steal shit, some who just dont really GIVE a shit at work. idk, i guess theyre whatever. i wouldnt wanna hire some shit employee if i knew they were going to do poor, so i guess its kinda whatevahs. i hope this isnt gonna be posted on line. lawlz. now THATd be interesting.

» Posted By Jenn On 11.15.2012 @ 3:26 pm


I’ve tried I really tried to bury it 6 feet under, I wanted to get on with it but every time it caught me by surprise. Never once did I think offer almost 16 years that those buried feeling would reappear. No-one told me this was possible. I buried you, I promise you, so how can it be? How did you raise from the dead, to Haunt me after almost 16 years?

» Posted By Jenn On 10.15.2012 @ 3:45 pm


This has never happened to me before, wet from just a kiss on the neck, how do you do it? This isn’t something they teach in schools. I asked you, you didn’t reply. How do you do that? I ask as I let out a silent cry. You say your so wet, I say…

» Posted By Jenn On 10.11.2012 @ 3:47 pm


I believe in signs. I believe everything that happens can be interpreted as a sign on what to do next. It can be a sign to make a change in your life. It could be a sign to stay where you are. It could be a song. It could be a person. It could be anything. By everything, and I mean everything, is a sign.

» Posted By Jenn On 10.01.2012 @ 6:23 pm


Trial is equated to judgment. Judgement leads to persecution. Given the nice, cookie-cutter standard of what we “should be”, we should know we will all be tried. We will all be persecuted for our individuality and imperfections. Despite the possibility and probability of negative, uncomfortable, and downright painful treatment as a response of others, we can be no less true to ourselves without sacrificing our very selves to the masses, In time we will learn. However, in the meantime, anything less true than who we are based on what we have learned is a betrayal to the soul.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.22.2012 @ 12:20 am

Is this life I’m leaving a trail, will I be sentenced in the end? Is there a jury judging all that I have done in my life and all that I was unable to achieve? Sentence me if you must but believe me when I say I tried my absolute best!

» Posted By Jenn On 09.21.2012 @ 1:06 pm


I can’t imagine being blind, not being able to see everything around, my children, the trees the flowers the sea, on the other hand if I were blind I wouldn’t miss any of these thing, I would appreciate sound, touch and smells. I don’t know anyone who is blind.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.16.2012 @ 1:39 am


He flexed his muscles for admiration. He took glory in the fact taht his brother David had not lost weight while he was down to 185 pounts, mostly muscle now. David watched Micheal flex and show off to the girls at the beach.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.07.2012 @ 8:39 pm


a beautiful exit from the world, where the people think they will be braver, but actually they’re not! portal is the word, porter – i just don’t know what the fuck is that, and that i can tell, i’m really frustrated at the moment and my time is runniiiiiiing out

» Posted By jenn On 08.18.2012 @ 11:58 pm


It wasn’t easy. I wanted to get the approval so desperately but I just didn’t think I had it in me. It had been weeks since I’d written the document and shredded it at least a million times. The concept of it had changed so many times that it was barely recognizable anymore. What would they think when they read it? Would they see a desperate attempt at a musical? A magnum opus? Or a flayling pathetic peice of meandering garbage?

» Posted By jenn On 08.11.2012 @ 7:23 pm


Manners are the important thing that so many people just don’t have or are never taught. Polite. Kind. Please and thank you. Simple. Or you can be rude and crass, and it’s very unattractive.

» Posted By Jenn On 08.09.2012 @ 9:38 pm


There are many assaults in the towns near where I live. They are dangerous and sad, because they are seemingly pointless. People just want attention and security in life. We aren’t offering that as a country, and its sending our people to the looneybin. Most crimes can be prevented.

» Posted By Jenn On 08.07.2012 @ 4:29 pm


The cabinet creaked open and she couldn’t help but look into it. The dark shadows in the back slowly oozed forth, dripping down the front of the cabinet shelves and onto the counter. The shadow oozed pooled in the countertop, creating a hole to another dimentison. What now? She stuck her hand in.

» Posted By Jenn On 07.28.2012 @ 4:40 pm

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