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Mercury is the first or second planet in the solar system. I don’t remember which, because I’m quite baked as I write this. I am almost out of time sadly.
» Posted By Jesse On 09.21.2009 @ 9:42 pm
Tours through the world, following an unseen leader through trials. If there is a God, does he lead or follow? I read once that he walks beside us… then who makes the decisions? Is it a collaboration? Is God just a piece of us, trying to convince us of the right pathway?
» Posted By Jesse On 09.18.2009 @ 12:35 pm
Pennies for thoughts. The idle shrinkage of original ideas, and we think creative plans can be stolen for pennies. It’s true. Poe sold his Raven for fourteen dollars. Pennies. Pure originality pawned off for a couple days of full bellies.
» Posted By Jesse On 09.17.2009 @ 11:37 am
take this paperback to the track where you found it and don’t look back
» Posted By Jesse On 09.16.2009 @ 4:15 am
Blue collar, white collar, red collar, green- everyone jump, everybody shout, let’s all commit crimes by the tonne, and remember it matters what you do in life because that makes it easier for me to judge and label and box you up- neatly packaged for my convenience. Wear that collar, tighten it proudly.
» Posted By Jesse On 09.06.2009 @ 10:45 pm
I hate cigarettes. My parents smoke (all three of them) and it sucks. really really sucks. They will die of this. “We have an addiction” “You don’t understand.” I hear these things constantly. I do understand. I understand you have a child. And I understand that she needs you.
» Posted By Jesse On 09.01.2009 @ 1:59 pm
» Posted By Jesse On 08.31.2009 @ 12:41 pm
People assume things about others all the time. And all these “wise old people” say “OH, assuming makes an ass of you and me, LOLOL” but really, everyone fucking assumes! It’s a part of life, a necessary evil, if you will. If I see someone with a knife and a hoody, I assume they’re gonna want to cut my fucking lungs out for twenty bucks, know what I’m saying? Fuck, I assume the shit out of most people. It only matters how you keep it in check.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.26.2009 @ 1:48 pm
The savage meeting spot of uncultured social wreckage. Are we speaking of drinking spots or prisons? …It’s all the same.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.23.2009 @ 11:15 am
Being an athlete, being healthy, being in control… everything the gym is meant to signify. And I was the girl in the back with glasses, being pelted by the dodge ball. Good times.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.22.2009 @ 12:58 pm
the desiccation was something that I did not want to happen. My destination was to get away from it all, I didn’t want her to leave me. Please, don’t ever leave me. She was a part of me, a part of everyone.
No one could ever think of a reason why I wanted her to still be a part of me.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.21.2009 @ 6:13 pm
Movement. The future is approaching swiftly, and all I have is a book bag and a pencil. The fear takes me, but I know I’m strong enough to continue boldly onward. Unless I freeze. Freezing… the ultimate letdown to my family and peers. Unmoving in a sea of struggle, and I slowly sink to the bottom. No, swim. I have to reach the surface again. Only then can I see the faces of my loved ones, shining brightly as I breath the fresh air.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.21.2009 @ 4:45 pm
A clean surface. Chrome. Cars drifting through space, being pulling forward through time by the human virus. A surface polished clean, when truly, it should’ve been rusty. Or perhaps, a protective coating on an otherwise fragile surface.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.20.2009 @ 10:51 pm
i am sitting here and i am idle. i was thinking idol hands but that movie is gay and not even the same word, just sounds that same. hmm i really i wish i had a noun and not a verb cause i know i can write more about a person place or thing.
» Posted By jesse On 08.05.2009 @ 4:30 pm
i tried to spray wasps with insecticide, however it only made them angrier. i hate wasps. next time i will use fire. that always seems to get the job done
» Posted By jesse On 07.14.2009 @ 6:55 pm
my heartbeat trembles with despair. and it aches with loneliness.
» Posted By jesse On 07.12.2009 @ 7:32 pm
He was waiting for her at the bus stop. A real vulture of a man. Thin lips, a long, pockmarked nose and a demeanor that said; I am about to devour you, I’m just waiting for you to die first.
» Posted By Jesse On 03.05.2009 @ 7:47 pm
Are scavengers, and personally too many people appear to be as such, destroying things that others create for their own damn amusement. I find this sickening at times, and at others serves a purpose that we can not really say. Everyone must be tempered with defeat as well as success. For it is what it means to be human.
» Posted By Jesse On 03.05.2009 @ 12:06 pm
one day i was hapy. i don’t know what made that day so good to make me feel happy. Was it my girlfriend? A book I was reading? How am I supposed to find out what it was that made that day so happy and joyful. I’ll think about it more tomorrow.
» Posted By jesse On 04.20.2009 @ 10:26 pm
I am suspended from the grand canyon. I fall only to meet the empire state building. The point rips through my groin. The pain sends anguish through my soul. I realize that I am now suspended in purgatory.
The suspense is killing me, but the license of my after life has been suspended.
» Posted By Jesse On 11.19.2008 @ 10:13 pm
startled. scared afraid. done over finished taken aback. sorry. Julia. love is over done finished. how long does it take to love a person back, or can she ever love. complete with what you think is left but know that you wont be able to finish what is complete.
» Posted By Jesse On 11.02.2008 @ 10:26 am
following the winding road
and inner thoughts collide with the outer world
chaos and unsettling confusion
which way do I go?
take my own path
I’ll walk my own road
and I’ll leave behind everything that should be forgotten
and they’ll forget me too
and we will all be better off
just want to be in the sky, sitting, drifting
we’re all on different paths
the path of life
maybe we’ll all wake up and see this more clearly
and stop trying to run each other off the road
» Posted By Jesse On 10.24.2008 @ 8:45 pm
» Posted By jesse On 10.23.2008 @ 9:19 am
i follow the path down , down i go into the depths of me i didn’t know existed. how can i be sure this is my path of destiny and not that of the deviant devil? wishing and praying to lead me astray from ME and Me alone.
» Posted By Jesse On 10.21.2008 @ 9:15 pm
big fireplaceburni ng faster with eaCH SECOND, a family lost, a legacy living. To bad for them, shoulda had better insurance.
» Posted By Jesse On 08.24.2008 @ 10:33 pm
vintage is a word that talks about the uniquity of an object. It is also the antiquity of it, as you could have vintage furniture, but not food.
» Posted By jesse On 08.16.2008 @ 6:07 pm
proud is a four letter word.my mom is proud of me but i thought when i was little that i couldnt satisfy her as a son. I became rebelious and began to feel hatered for her.
» Posted By jesse On 09.21.2008 @ 9:37 pm
i think i may be retarded and i killed a guy seriously metallica fucking rocks you guys are douchebags fuck chase and gwenn and jessica you all suck
» Posted By jesse On 09.09.2008 @ 12:37 pm
blossom, white billowing in a gentle breeze, among the birds and insects that populate the surrounding meadow. it was here that it all started, the plague upon the daisy. one day a traveling farmer sprayed some insecticides into the patch and she died
» Posted By jesse On 06.12.2008 @ 11:04 am
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tales aren’t necessarily untrue, but they seem different from stories. When you tell a story, it’s possibly an article or just a thing that happened to you. A tale is more epic. It has a plot, not just events. It is more memorable. My day is a story, an adventure is a tale. The Hobbit is a tale, for example.
» Posted By Jesse On 05.15.2008 @ 10:13 am