Comments Posted By Jenn
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only me in this world., i feel like im the only make of my kind, maybe because i am? does this feeling ever go away or is it just something we learn to live with. sometimes ithink everyone around me feels my pain but they’ve learned to deal with the medeocre life, well i havnt. i refuse to stay in this hell hole of comstock park can i leave? can i live?
» Posted By jenn On 01.05.2009 @ 9:50 pm
i was walking down the beach and i was enjoying the calm rhythm of the waves crashing against the sand. I was completely relaxed and enveloped my own thoughts when I was startled by some one walking towards me.
» Posted By Jenn On 03.14.2009 @ 12:12 pm
I live my life under this incredible weight
The guilt from my past,
how long will it last.
It tears me down with unbelievable hate
I can’t let it consume me
my life is my own
» Posted By Jenn On 03.10.2009 @ 3:45 pm
I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky. Famous words. I am a firm ‘believer’ in believing in yourself. The downside – when I’m not excelling at something I tend to leave it by the wayside…which is a secret I keep to myself.
» Posted By Jenn On 03.09.2009 @ 1:07 pm
my daughter knitted me the most womderful scarf. It was crooked, it had holes, it was many, many wonderful colours and in some placews it was about 7″ across and at others 10″ across. But it was knitted with love by 7 year old hands. It is 23 years old now and just as precious now as it was then. Jenn
» Posted By Jenn On 07.18.2008 @ 7:52 am
A pause to draw a breath or a break in a line of thought one never can really appreciate the simple pleasure of commas until you make an effort not to use them.
Writing seems to drab without their finesse.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.24.2009 @ 7:33 pm
check what? what should I check…or is it like check like the checks you pay for things with? I dont write checks because when I did I got us into a lot of trouble. Its much easier to use the debit card although sometimes when I use that, i worry that its so easy to use, you know, swipe and go. When I think of check I think of like checking things, but what is there to check? I guess I should check the bank account.
» Posted By jenn On 09.23.2009 @ 11:00 pm
Why do those two words just seem to flow together for me? It’s not because of balancing my checkbook, no.
I think it’s from all the times I’ve read the “check balance” option when logging my drawer at work.
Yes, that must be it.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.23.2009 @ 6:59 pm
The sun is rising without you, she said. The red flecks in her eyes have never been so prominent before, and as he finds himself dragged down into the whirlwind of it he finds he cannot see.
» Posted By jenn On 09.22.2009 @ 5:20 pm
It’s lethal, yet pretty. It’s so much fun to squish between your fingers and watch it bead into pools on the floor, yet you know in the back of your brain that it’s going to seep between your pores and poison you. What to do, what to do.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.21.2009 @ 2:29 pm
I just heard one turn on. I need to take one, lazy and dragging. Maybe a rain shower or May showers. Shower me with gifts and love.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.15.2009 @ 9:55 am
i look outside my window and see tons of flowers, blossoms, lilies, lilacs, all my favorite flowers. i find it hard to see anything more beautiful then the blooming of flowers in the spring time. Ther all have unique qualities, similar to people. No two are alike, and in this world we should look for every individuality in people.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.10.2009 @ 12:24 pm
rey is going to wear a polo shirt on his date with evette this tuesday. polo shirts have collars. priests also wear collars. i have not gone to church in a while. my mom likes to go but i never go with her. i give her such a hard time. i love her though.
» Posted By Jenn On 09.06.2009 @ 9:46 pm
I hovered over my body and stared down in shock. It was completely surreal, watching my sleeping form from the view of the ceiling. I stared and felt like I was further dissipating… I blinked in fear and started to panic. Then, all of a sudden, I plunged back, heart first, into my body and felt pain shooting from every inch to my soul.
» Posted By Jenn On 12.01.2008 @ 9:10 am
love happy scared annoyed growth strenght debt
» Posted By jenn On 09.03.2009 @ 8:47 pm
my arm pit smells like a mo fo. said brad pit. the one guy who’d yhou’d never find in a pit
» Posted By jenn On 08.30.2009 @ 3:31 am
There was a cage. It sat in the corner and was covered with a heavy blanket. What one doesn’t know is the past that comes with that cage. It hasn’t always sat collecting dust. It used to be a vital part of the household. People loved to come to this house, and the cage was a conversation starter for all.
» Posted By Jenn On 08.27.2009 @ 8:35 pm
I have no drive no motivation I hope that changes but pushing myself is not really working but how can I expect that someone else pushing me would make that any different I just need to find something that will drive me to my goal
» Posted By jenn On 07.28.2009 @ 6:52 pm
It was so cold, I could feel my fingertips freeze at the ends. My heartbeat got slower, and deeper, and I could feel the pulse through every vein weaken, and tire. I was not panicked, however, even though the situation was terrifying. I simply lay there, taking deep breaths.
» Posted By Jenn On 07.12.2009 @ 10:53 am
I couldnt even see, the taste filled my mouth, the stiff scent stuffed my nostrils and the sweat collected on my brow.
» Posted By Jenn On 04.19.2009 @ 12:37 pm
i. am. misunderstood. judged. no confidence. afraid yet confident. confused.
yet, okay. misunderstand me all you want.
» Posted By jenn On 04.08.2009 @ 7:36 pm
i want someone to provide for me. I want to give love and feel love. Someone to provide me with love. When I think about the word provide I think about someone to take care of… someone to take care of me.
» Posted By Jenn On 04.07.2009 @ 8:31 pm
To suspend is to freeze. To go in slow motion. To stop the inevitable.
» Posted By Jenn On 11.16.2008 @ 5:45 pm
flying along the highway, my cares to the wind… i race off towards the sunset. The top is down, the sky darkens, but the warm summer evening air feels delightful on my face. Of course, my hair is tangled, but i don’t care. i’m free.
» Posted By jenn On 11.12.2008 @ 4:32 pm
The cow sat quietly in the pasture, thinking about his day. It had been a long day, full of intrigue and adventure. There was the moment, for example, when he had managed to stop a foreign conspiracy from robbing that bank. And the time when he was called upon by the Secretary of Treasury to fix the economy. And the time he was asked to sit and watch the trees. That was his favorite.
» Posted By jenn On 11.07.2008 @ 8:02 pm
I peered closely into the dark room. Suddenly, a dark shape flew at my face. AAAHHHH! I screeched like a 5 year old girl. Fur slid along my arm as I realized the fearsome figure was only my skittish cat who had been locked inside the room all day
» Posted By Jenn On 11.06.2008 @ 7:40 pm
startled by your eyes,
and by your face,
i can see the love
and i want you to know
i adore you too.
just not when
you’re infested with fleas;
for i will not hold you then.
» Posted By jenn On 11.03.2008 @ 10:51 pm
He was startled when his dog jumped up into his lap. He had been dreaming, dreaming of her. He was remembering that day that they had been in the snow, the day that had seemed quiet like the snow until she had slipped and laughed. That day seems like so long ago now, and he had allowed himself to grow numb, to not think about it, until this dream. Being woken from it was cruel.
» Posted By jenn On 11.03.2008 @ 6:12 pm
the gentle giant was so very gentle that the children were never afraid. The loved it when the giant showered them with love and kisses. They never ran away with fear from the giants haunted house. Even on Halloween night……The kids would not go trick or treating but instead to a party at the gentle giants house.
» Posted By Jenn On 10.28.2008 @ 3:58 pm
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Jacob is gentle as he has smooth, soft baby skin. He’s the gentlest creature on earth and doesn’t even know how to be mean. He’s pure, sweet, and simply the best little person around. I can’t believe I am mother to such a wonderful, dear child. Many people spend their whole life hoping for such a miracle.
» Posted By Jenn On 10.27.2008 @ 2:29 pm