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bowling

He had a head resembling a bowling ball. So I tried to put my fingers in his head and he bit one off. it hurt

» Posted By Kevin On 04.25.2013 @ 6:57 pm

weakling

Delaney was a weakling. She whined at my feet all day and sniffled at night laying between me and sarah. Who knows why she feels so weak? Perhaps ariel gave hers reason? Ariel felt sick this morning and got extra attention.ill bet that made Delaney feel weakened (at least her ego).

» Posted By Kevin On 03.03.2013 @ 8:58 pm

startled

writing randomly because the thing told me to and i’m in class and i’m not going to punctuate worth a damn cuz i can or cannot something something something poetry something something complete. oops there’s a period. RUN ON SENTENCE! RUN ON SENTENCE. run on to a sentence a . oops. i don’t know i drank a lot of coffee.

» Posted By Kevin On 02.26.2013 @ 8:15 am

leathery

Levi saddled up the old, weathered mare, the leathery contraption offering her a welcoming embrace that she has felt countless times before.

» Posted By Kevin On 02.21.2013 @ 10:10 pm

growing

Growing old. Growing young. Growing, growing, growing. Growing up too fast and realizing that it’s not worth it. Growing up too fast and realizing that it’s actually pretty great. Growing in mind, body, and spirit.

» Posted By Kevin On 02.08.2013 @ 8:16 pm

features

The features on her face were muted. She was soft and yet so very beautiful. Her eyes sat peacefully, an elixir of brown and black swirled together. Her hair, a passionate read hung loosely on her shoulders. SHe fiddled with it constantly, afraid to leave it be. All of this made her, her pale skin, her warm eyes.

» Posted By Kevin On 01.31.2013 @ 7:18 pm

ahead

Ahead there was a long and loney road that was covered in mist. There was a deer and it looked up at my with it’s large and doey eyes. It was as if it could see into my soul, see my being. I felt somewhat intimidated and wanted to run away from it but it’s gaze held me there as if I was chained to the floor. My breathing became heavy and I just remember darkness.

» Posted By kevin On 01.25.2013 @ 10:30 pm

reference

i had a good reference for my job. it really helped me get an interview with the main manager. without that reference i would probably still be at home, on the couch watching tv. thank god for my cousin helping me out. i now have a good job and money for what ever i want. things are looking up for me. now all i have to do is save up for a house and maybe a car.

» Posted By kevin On 01.06.2013 @ 11:33 pm

scatter

scattered brained people play on stumble upon to waist their waisted time and do things that dont matter like i am doing at this very moment

» Posted By Kevin On 12.22.2012 @ 1:41 am

past

There are things in my past that I don’t like. I don’t necessarily agree with them, but that doesn’t mean I don’t regret them. I really believe that every mistake, action and success that I did when I was younger lead me to where I was today. If I didn’t do any of those things, the past 4 years of my life may be completely different.

» Posted By Kevin On 11.28.2012 @ 5:27 pm

under

His cheast beat heavily… The floreboards above him seemed to come closer with every step. He half his hat on his head so it dident fall onto the dirt below. “Bustling train station, loud people. Lets just list everything I hate…” And as he crawled towards the lunchbox. He wondered…. “Why had I hid it here?”

» Posted By Kevin On 11.28.2012 @ 10:45 am

soon

i sit in his office everyday thinking… its the waiting that really bothers me… “you can go in soon…” no god damn it i want to go in NOW!!!

but i have to wait.

» Posted By Kevin On 11.25.2012 @ 6:25 pm

late

I have been late for dinner. Restaurant was empty. I lost my chance. I never said goodbye.

» Posted By Kevin On 11.22.2012 @ 11:29 am

themselves

they think they are so great,
except when they don’t
the insecurities and self loathing
corrosive doubt spurred by foolish reflection
the mirror of the other
how they think of themselves
and how they think of me
the mirror is dirty

» Posted By Kevin On 11.08.2012 @ 6:53 pm

ground

The ground is a fundamentally dualistic concept – we strive to get away from it to reach our dreams (amongst the stars, up in the clouds, etc.) but at the same time, we discuss being realistic and level-headed as being grounded. These concepts are of course connected – but the balance leaves us stretched thin between the ground and the sky, rather than truly comfortable in either setting.

» Posted By Kevin On 11.05.2012 @ 7:25 pm

learn

Learning is a part of life–something from which we never truly escape. To be whole, one must be open to change within and without, and with this comes the continual prospect of learning, however varied it might be.

» Posted By Kevin On 02.11.2013 @ 1:10 pm

plays

“To be or not to be, that is the question.” Darius looked down, obviously not content with his delivery. “Maybe next time I’ll get it right.”

» Posted By Kevin On 02.10.2013 @ 9:00 pm

entrance

Entrance was a simple step when the team had drawn out the attack back in the van. Now with the entire operation in a standstill because of Jim’s dismissal, it seemed impossible

» Posted By Kevin On 10.17.2012 @ 4:23 pm

bury

I think it means to dig a hole. it sounds that way to me. I like to dig.

» Posted By Kevin On 10.16.2012 @ 8:02 am

signs

In Hindsight, I should have seen it coming, but I was blind to the inevitability. If a relationship struggles for that long, You would think I could sense it somehow. Maybe I did and just chose to ignore that itching little instinct.

» Posted By Kevin On 10.01.2012 @ 2:25 pm

before

Before the night is over I really need to finish my damned homework and look up poetry (did I spell that right?) I need to get a little more “artsy” Imma kinda boring ha ha ha.

» Posted By Kevin On 09.24.2012 @ 10:27 pm

claim

People claim a lot of things. You claim you’re good at something, bad at something, love someone, hate something, etc. People really don’t know themselves and what they want and like and hate and need as much as they think they do. Maybe you should try to just live rather than claim.

» Posted By Kevin On 09.20.2012 @ 1:18 am

dysfunctional

My writing habits. My time management. My social relationships. My antisocial habits. My social management. My relational writings. My time.

» Posted By Kevin On 09.12.2012 @ 5:40 pm

miracle

I think about my favorite bands, and watching Pulp Fiction with my friends yesterday. Jules, and his miracle. Burn A Miracle. Humans are like prisms, taking in the world and shattering it, bending its back like a pencil spine and cracking it, making it fit inside their little heads. The miracle is letting go.

» Posted By Kevin On 09.03.2012 @ 11:34 pm

magazines

it’s made of papper and people enjoy reading it in their free time. it has comics and funny news.

» Posted By kevin On 08.29.2012 @ 2:08 am

carbon

Its Carbon that binds us all together. There is much of it in the earth as well as in our bodies. It makes our being able to exist. Why is this true?

» Posted By Kevin On 08.26.2012 @ 9:57 pm

side

when we stepped out of the plane, everything was black. the fuselage strewn everywhere, one wing vertical, the craft on its side

» Posted By Kevin On 08.25.2012 @ 6:23 am

instructions

this is what i need to overcome the pain i feel daily when i wake up very early in the morning. If i was to get a list of this i can overcome every situation i face and in every way possible be able to love and be happy. where is this at?

» Posted By Kevin On 07.22.2012 @ 7:07 am

Instructions are the rules and guidelines do what you need to do. I’m not really sure if that’s the one word I’m suppose to write about. What is this? Seriously? My girlfriend led me to this website and I’m writing about the word “instructions”…oh well lol. This was fun. Instructions are good.

» Posted By Kevin On 07.21.2012 @ 8:57 pm

decorations

What the hell is this crap? Why am I writing about this word? Getting in touch with my inner creativity by writing some bologna about some decorations! I’m so creative!!! My mom used to crush christmas decorations and shove the broken shards of glass into my face.

» Posted By Kevin On 07.16.2012 @ 11:49 pm

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