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Truth. Fear. they go hand in hand. Facing the truth, fearing the truth. It is everything. At least, that’s what I was told. But then I broke. Died. Leaving nothing behind but the family and life I always knew.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.18.2013 @ 5:03 pm

Truth is nothing. Truth is sanity. Sanity is nothing but just fitting in with everyone else. Insanity is everything, being yourself. Truth is absolute nothingness. False is

» Posted By Kylie On 03.18.2013 @ 5:01 pm


The surface for nothing, yet everything. No beginning, no end. It has no ridges or imperfections.

» Posted By Kylie On 02.13.2013 @ 3:11 pm


He was dark. The kind of dark you don’t want to be around. He was tall and scary. I saw him looking at me with those eyes. Dark, scary eyes. I wanted him. But I also wanted him to leave me alone. This cant be happening.

» Posted By Kylie On 01.31.2013 @ 11:35 am

She was tall. She had blond hair and blue eyes. She was smart and kind and did her part in the community. She was perfect. And I wanted to be her. I’ve never felt so ashamed of myself than I was in that moment. I wanted to throw myself away to be HER.

» Posted By Kylie On 01.31.2013 @ 11:32 am


I was never a very musical person. Not in the “instrument” sense of the word anyway. I guess I never really tried. Instruments are so expensive, and hard to learn, and my parents never encouraged me. I did enjoy playing the cello in middle school.

» Posted By Kylie On 01.23.2013 @ 8:54 pm


I’m not sure what to think about politicians; especially during the election. You’re never quite positive if they’re telling the truth or lies for people to vote for them. And then there’s the judgemental aspect of it all. If you are so and so, and believe in so and so, somebody will judge you for it no matter what.

» Posted By Kylie On 01.09.2013 @ 6:16 pm


a warm season. My friend was born this month, so was my cousin Ben. I especially love the forth of july. My family always sets off fireworks for fun.

» Posted By Kylie On 12.08.2012 @ 8:28 am


I think I need it, I dont. I love myself and I know whats right for me I can do this. I will be successful in my own way.

» Posted By Kylie On 08.11.2012 @ 8:30 pm


He slowly opened the cabinet that had sat in his grandmothers basement for decades. It was covered in cobwebs and it was nearly impossible to see into the once mirror that was hung above the old bathroom where his great-grandmother would do her hair and makeup before school. As he opened the cabinet it creaked and spiders crawled out in a hurry to get away from their once prison. Beneath the age old dust and spiderwebs sat two pill bottles, a lipstick and a hand mirror, also impossible to make out a reflection. The pill bottles were dated and he was stunned for he was a lot younger than his great-grandmother and this 1800s date seemed ancient to him. The lipstick one “berry red’ was a faded pale pink now and only a stub. And the hand mirror although covered in dirt and dust, the beauty of it was breathtaking to the young boy. It was trimmed with gold in the most beautiful of patterns and had a texture that felt of the shape of water. He stared at this hand mirror for what seemed like forever, when he was startled by the sound of his grandmothers voice yelling down into the basement, “so did you find it? the lamp? did you find it? i really need that lamp Jacob!’ He had been so distracted by the time capsule of a bathroom cabinet he had completely forgotten the purpose of being in the basement in the first place. He quickly peered around and spotted the lamp his grandmother so badly needed for her bedroom. He found it behind a few boxes and brought it up stairs but wanted to go right back down and explore the cabinet once again.

» Posted By Kylie On 07.28.2012 @ 7:06 pm

I have light wood cabinets in my kitchen. They have been the same for the past 15 years of my life that I’ve been living in this house. They creak when you open them and they have little black knobs. The handles are always cold on a winter morning grabbing a cup for your hot cocoa.

» Posted By Kylie On 07.28.2012 @ 6:56 pm


A bird was sitting in it’s new nest that it had just built in spring. It sat softly upon it’s precious eggs, which had just been laid. The bird loved his eggs and nest more than anything in the entire world.

» Posted By Kylie On 06.10.2012 @ 11:09 am


Max and ruby. Bunnies. Or bunnies love to hop and play with cute ruffle dresses. Like Chanel and coco. Hot chocolate on such s sunny day. Too hot for that. Snowy winter. Skiing in the sun. Pond skim in the sun….

» Posted By Kylie On 04.06.2012 @ 3:41 pm


In a blaze of heat. He blazed a trail. Blaze, an odd but increasingly popular boy name. A blaze of fire. You could die from that.

» Posted By kylie On 04.01.2012 @ 2:05 pm


belief is not a good word to write about, what am i doing with my life? I believed i was going to be able to write about belief but I can not do this.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.12.2012 @ 9:25 pm



» Posted By kylie On 03.11.2012 @ 10:50 am


Swing. Mood swings. Swinging from one place to another. Sometimes you’re in a good place, sometimes you’re not. This is not coming out at all like I wanted. Oh well.

» Posted By kylie On 03.06.2012 @ 9:20 pm


my town is beautiful, and quaint and small. I love living in my town and the people in my town. We help each other and live together and our kids play together. It is quiet and beautiful and green and mountainous.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.04.2012 @ 12:09 pm


Scars don’t have to physical. They can be emotional, too. And sometimes that’s not bad. Sometimes emotional scars change you for the better.

» Posted By kylie On 12.18.2011 @ 3:36 pm


The tires on my car go round and round as I drive down a dark road late on night. My friend is sitting next to me as we blare music from the speakers. It’s a cold, starry night, one typical of late fall. As we drive, laugh, and sing, I can’t help but feel this is where I’m meant to be.

» Posted By Kylie On 11.06.2011 @ 6:01 am

Tires = cars. Cars = fast. I wanna drive a fast car. Like be one of those Nascar people who drive really fast in a circle and sometimes get blown up and stuff. Getting blown up might be fun, you never know.

» Posted By kylie On 11.05.2011 @ 9:21 pm


It was raining hard. We were in a coffee shop that was devastatingly warm and more comfortable than out there. I hate being damp.

» Posted By kylie On 11.05.2011 @ 1:12 am


My husband. I don’t have a husband yet. Its kind of a loaded word. There are mean husbands. There are indifferent husbands. There are loving husbands. There are cheating husbands. How will I know which kind mine is? I hope I’ll love him forever, and he’ll love me forever too.

» Posted By kylie On 10.30.2011 @ 9:35 pm


sacrifice can be good or bad. its bad to sacrifice for something that doesnt need sacrificing for. like doing something to please someone and then the person doesnt care. wait, thats not sacrifice. sorry! uhmmmmm mufasa sacrficed his life for his son simba. that was a good thing.

» Posted By kylie On 10.30.2011 @ 4:26 am


sometimes unwanted, sometimes shared among friends. I know I don’t always welcome it but with a seed of humility it can go a long way. I just wish that I wasn’t so stubborn, wasn’t so weak, wish i could take it

» Posted By Kylie On 10.15.2011 @ 9:04 pm


this creeps me out cuz it makes me think of crimes and i’m always so scared something bad is going to happen. it also remindsme of forensics class with justin and troy and terry and mrs riley i loved that class and we always had to do stuff involving evidence. and csi. i am trying to think what else to write but idk.

» Posted By kylie On 09.26.2011 @ 9:38 pm


missed you very much. wish i could spendtime with you. its a terrible thing to do. wish i didnt have to miss you that much. i didnt want to miss the boat between us but it happened. now it will be a long time away. hopefully we can do it again sometime.

» Posted By kylie On 08.19.2011 @ 11:08 pm


There are a lot of things in life I wish I could repeat. Old times with friends, family, lovers. I wish I could go back to high school and appreciate it a little more. I wish I could go back and cherish some of the moments I didn’t realize were important until after they had already passed. There’s a lot I’d like to repeat

» Posted By Kylie On 08.17.2011 @ 10:33 am

don’t repeat yourself. you heard me. i said, don’t repeat yourself. i don’t want to half to tell you again. don’t do it. i know you can hear me. do. not. repeat. yourself. now what did i say?

» Posted By kylie On 08.17.2011 @ 3:43 am


I feel that punishment while it feels bad at the moment makes us as a person better. It helps shape as into who we will become as a mature adult. Those without it lack an important part of develpment.

» Posted By Kylie On 08.15.2011 @ 10:26 am

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