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Soft, fluffy and sweet. A creamy topping to any dessert, especially cupcakes and cakes. So many colors to choose from makes decorating easy, and so many flavors add pizazz to any dessert.

» Posted By Jenn On 07.22.2012 @ 1:16 pm


when I was kid my mom and dad encouraged me to auxiliary pioneer – to go out preaching for 60 hours a month. That would swallow most of the summer, but I didn’t know that. I hadn’t yet learned to be embarassed, to keep my parent’s religious views a secret. All I knew was that it made them happy.

» Posted By jenn On 07.14.2012 @ 7:49 pm


I once filled a bucket with sand and created a sand castle as a kid. i hoped to make one that could fill an entire beach but i was never able to do stick to one project for so long. Sometimes I would go to the beach and make many different smaller projects because I found smaller projects easier. It was my favorite part of the beach. :)

» Posted By Jenn On 07.08.2012 @ 7:00 pm


chatting on the phone. friendship. company. happiness. passing information. AOL AIM. Facebook chat. keeping up with old friends. coffee. drinks. dinner. love. journal.

» Posted By Jenn On 06.08.2012 @ 5:50 pm


An engine is in a car. It makes the car run. Without an engine, there’s no way for the car to work. Its a complicated set of materials, that work together as one to complete a task.

» Posted By Jenn On 05.15.2012 @ 12:54 pm


A pastel is a color. Like pink or like blue. When I think of pastel, I think of Easter because lots of Easter colors are pastel. Pastel colors are pretty. My favorite pastel color is probably light purple. It reminds me of the light purple dress Chloe has when she was little. Very pretty little dress!

» Posted By Jenn On 03.17.2012 @ 2:54 am


the length of time you are expected to go. long. drawn out. nothing you can do about it. just go. and keep going.

» Posted By Jenn On 03.14.2012 @ 6:05 pm


When the lantern turns on, my thoughts automatically turn to you. The light of my days, what I would live for, what led me forward and through the darkness to the light. And when I got there, it wasn’t there. But I still appreciate you all the more, even though you weren’t there. Because you led me through the hard times.

» Posted By Jenn On 03.01.2012 @ 5:47 pm


those eyes, that mouth and you pretend you don’t mean it. i kind of love that.

» Posted By jenn On 02.16.2012 @ 5:38 am


The crisp autumn leaves crunched underfoot, as she made her way down main street. The perfect day, the perfect weather. She loved fall. Everything was new. It felt like a fresh start. A good place to begin again, leaving everything else in the hot summer.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.13.2012 @ 6:51 pm


How was he supposed to conceal this? Everytime he looked at her he just wanted to shout it out loud so she, and everybody in a two mile radius would hear. Jesus he was losing it. And all over one silly girl.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.12.2012 @ 2:01 pm


You could see the sparkling in her eyes as soon as she awoke. She went through her day, one mundane task after another. Yet she seemed to have a secret, something no one else knew and something she was enjoying immensely. Some super secret to life, or at least something worth getting out of bed for.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.11.2012 @ 1:43 pm


He pushed the food around his plate. Bland. As usual. Well not as usual, really. It had been bland for a while though. Everything in his life had been bland since she left. He sighed, got up from the table, and threw his uneaten dinner in the trash.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.10.2012 @ 4:58 pm

the food tasted bland. It had for a while, if he was being honest with himself. It wasnt just food. It was everything. Life had turned bland after she had left.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.10.2012 @ 1:44 pm


The oil spill was very tragic. Many animals died and the environment was damaged. I hope the spill will be entirely cleaned up and the animals saved. I have no idea what else to write and I am sure my grammar is failing. Sorry! Yeah, oil is damaging.

» Posted By Jenn On 01.08.2012 @ 9:27 am


I often think of my granny. so beautiful with her dangling falseys and the tissues shoved up her sleeve. I really loved her, no one else was like her. Great BIG character. And she loved me too.

» Posted By Jenn On 12.16.2011 @ 9:02 am


I am not a princess. Someone who is spoiled, someone that I do not aspire to be. Materialistic. Plastic. Not pretty. But why do little girls love them so much?

» Posted By Jenn On 12.12.2011 @ 3:37 pm


I’ve been searching everywhere for the dress I’ll wear to the prom, but I just can’t find it. I’ve tried every cut, every color, and nothing is sticking out to me. I don’t know, maybe I’ll just stay home. Oh My Stars!! There it is! That’s it!! That’s the gown!

» Posted By Jenn On 12.11.2011 @ 7:04 pm


I used to think about playing solitaire like a computer would. Or do they mean like a solitaire diamond? Those look like they’d just get caught on something. Anyway, solitaire: symbol of togetherness AND of loneliness. What a strange combination.

» Posted By Jenn On 11.17.2011 @ 6:58 pm


when one awakens in the morning, only with ing at the end. One sleeps to awaken in the morning to their loved one beside them, ready to cuddle and be loved before their morning coffee.

» Posted By Jenn On 10.23.2011 @ 1:04 pm


something shared between two people. hard to find.

» Posted By Jenn On 10.13.2011 @ 10:31 pm


i was warned but i never saw it coming they told me to stay away but i kept going. how could i not go to something that was starring me in the face. this was my life and my addiction. it is what i wanted even though i had been away form it for so long. i was warned but i did not care. i knew what was coming but i just wanted it.

» Posted By Jenn On 10.06.2011 @ 9:15 am


christianity. good boys and girls. values. playing it safe. making good decisions. taking the straight and narrow path. right and wrong. differences in opinions. trying to do what is right. treating others as if they matter. following the rules.

» Posted By Jenn On 10.05.2011 @ 11:07 am


THere once was a child her name was Rosalie, one day her parent took her to the playground. Unforutunately for Rosalie she met another young girl whose name was Robyn. Robyn and Rosalie became best of friends throughout their youth until one day when Rosalie’s mother past away. In a time of need Robyn abandoned Rosalie to her own fate..

» Posted By Jenn On 09.27.2011 @ 3:36 pm


The body of evidence if overwhelming. There is no way they could possibly let him go based on the information you have amassed. It is just incredible. There is no one to … What? What do you mean? A witness? But I thought it was in the hole. I thought we’d bagged this one.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.26.2011 @ 8:18 pm


I love to sit on the couch and watch tv. I get annoyed how the couch shows my butt marks where I sat… It kinda makes me feel fat because my ass looks really wide. But that’s okay I guess… I enjoy sitting on the couch with my boyfriend because I love to cuddle and make out with him. There are a lot of good memories on that couch.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.21.2011 @ 6:48 pm


trade is what the Indians used to do before there was stores. Trade means that you will exchange with another person items for another item of equal or lesser value. For instance I will trade you this desk for another desk and or a pencil. Another word that comes to mind for the word trade is World Trade Center.

» Posted By Jenn On 09.13.2011 @ 6:22 am


She looked around the produce section for the best looking peppers. She picked the hottest pepper out of the bunch. She knew he hated hot foods, but after what she found out, she really didn’t care. One bite of her deliciously evil chili and her soon to be exboyfriend would never want to talk to her again. He would be feeling this meal for days.

» Posted By jenn On 09.03.2011 @ 1:53 pm


i need a new word that’s not a good word. that makes me want to write about cliche things, like transporting from a certain environment, or traveling. like flying in an airplane and stupid shit like that.

» Posted By jenn On 08.20.2011 @ 5:33 pm


I missed you every day that you were gone. I missed you while awake, I missed you while I slept, I missed you in my dreams. There was nothing could do to fill your absence. I’d place roadblocks of random thoughts atop the memory of you in my mind, but it was fruitless. You were always present in my mind, always absent to my touch.

» Posted By Jenn On 08.19.2011 @ 8:19 pm

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