Comments Posted By Kylie

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canvas

a blank CANVAS is the most beautiful thing in the world.
all the possibilities.. the options, the creativity.

you could start anywhere.
let the colours flow.

» Posted By kylie On 08.07.2011 @ 4:08 pm

blank.
life story.
raw.
true.
pure.

» Posted By kylie On 08.07.2011 @ 3:21 pm

her brush slid across the ridges of what seemed to be her savior. it was the one thing she didn’t have to give any thought to. no one could judge her or tell her she was wrong, she was in peace with herself through her thoughts and creations.

» Posted By kylie On 08.07.2011 @ 3:12 pm

lock

There aren’t keys to every lock
Just the ones we know, the known unknowns, the things that hide behind our eyelids waiting for us to blink, the remains of half-forgotten dreams

» Posted By Kylie On 08.05.2011 @ 3:54 pm

level

I am on the level, level down, very rarely leveling up. Tight and bright like lasers, we are always off balance, just one degree from center, from equalibrium.

» Posted By kylie On 08.03.2011 @ 1:41 pm

boiling

Hot, scorching. The feeling you get and then comes the pain. Ow. Ouch. Water. Then insert noodles. Spaghetti. Tortellini. Italian food. Yummy.

» Posted By Kylie On 08.02.2011 @ 1:56 pm

skeleton

My body contains a skeleton, but so does every other body on this planet. So, what really makes us special? They’re all made of the same parts, but depending on the person, they are different sizes. So many bones, so little time.

» Posted By Kylie On 07.23.2011 @ 1:05 pm

smile

I like to smile, especially since I got my braces off. I now have perfectly shiny white teeth! It’s great. I love smiles, and I love to smile at people. A smile can truly make someone’s day so great. I’ll never forget this one time I was walking and an old lady smiled at me. It was so simple a gesture, but it really touched me.

» Posted By kylie On 06.16.2011 @ 11:59 am

train

I don’t want to write about trains. I just wrote about a train, and that was rather difficult because I don’t particularly care for trains nor do i know much about them. I wrote about Casey Jones, shows how much i care. Jack Kerouac used to drive trains, he was a brakeman.

» Posted By kylie On 06.15.2011 @ 9:50 pm

embraced

Its not just a hug. It feels like everything else in the world is GONE. You don’t have to worry about who’s around or the noises going on. You just hold the person. You EMBRACE them. Its beautiful, and carefree, and warm, and loving, and kind.

» Posted By kylie On 06.13.2011 @ 8:02 pm

Hugged by someone who truly cares about you and would do anything for you. they want to make you feel better so they embrace you.

» Posted By Kylie On 06.13.2011 @ 8:00 pm

limo

theres a limo driver waiting outside. probably to take someone to somewhere fancy and elegant and superficial filled with things, and stuff and more things and objects that look pleasing to the eye but hold no real value. things that look lovely but will not make you happy.

» Posted By Kylie On 06.02.2011 @ 7:38 pm

camp

Girl scout camp: I never felt like I quite fit in. I mean, I was always too mature for my age, which isn’t that easy to live with when you’re under the age of 12. Let’s just say looking back on it now, I’m glad it’s over.

» Posted By Kylie On 05.04.2011 @ 9:28 pm

gadget

a thing a magig.. a tool. something useful you can or even may not be able to use. an appliance, something your dad or brother uses, inspector gadget. a beer opener, a cork screw, a screw driver, a hammer, something useful, something fun.

» Posted By Kylie On 04.20.2011 @ 2:36 pm

figure

The lonely dark figure moved slowly. It appeared to be a man. He walked slumped over, almost as if he had a hump back. I was turning around and stopped dead in my tracks.

» Posted By kylie On 03.16.2011 @ 6:44 pm

wander

Wander is a great word. my mind literally wanders every millisecond of the fucking day. from one thing, to the next, then the next and it takes me a second or two to think back and discover how i’ve come upon the subject I’m currently thinking about. the mind is a mystery to me and I’ll never try to figure it out.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.14.2011 @ 10:07 pm

obsessed

She was infatuated to the point that most every thought was consumed with him. What was he doing? Who was he talking to? What was he thinking about? She wondered how much longer she could go on like this.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.12.2011 @ 7:05 pm

wondered

i wondered about what was going on. I wondered up at the stars and prayed for them to help me. i am lost in this bottomless pit, there is no escape. My enemies surround me, yet I take a stand. I’m not going to be beaten to death anymore. I wondered if God even cared.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.10.2011 @ 10:56 am

example

I already wrote about an example. I discussed how very few people are good examples for children these days and blamed the porn stars on it. Dear Jesus, do you not understand that I’m done? I DON’T WANT TO WRITE ABOUT EXAMPLE ANYMORE. It’s like a circle of limbo that never goes away. This is going to far, this addiction is. I came here to write about various things not just the word example!

» Posted By Kylie On 03.05.2011 @ 6:58 pm

There’s very few people that can be a proper example of discipline to our children these days. Everywhere you go, there’s people drinking vats of liquor, smoking cigarette after cigarette, teenagers yelling at their parents over simple things that could be easily fixed. No child listens anymore. I blame porn stars.

» Posted By Kylie On 03.05.2011 @ 6:51 pm

final

Intimidating. Permanent. As in this essay. It will never be the same again. :(

» Posted By Kylie On 03.03.2011 @ 8:35 pm

outlet

there is an outlet to everything. for mine it’s dancing. i love dancing and it’s my outlet for everything. whenever i’m really stressed during my day i just think about how amazing dance makes me feel. i love to dance, compete, choreograph… everything.

» Posted By Kylie On 02.21.2011 @ 9:49 pm

chocolate

tasty
gross
nasty
boring
i dont like it very much
stale
dark and milk
filling
love
valentines
dumb
stupid
neato
a-okay
lame
brown
pretty
fancy
expensive
halloween
hyper
kids like it
SUGAR
sugar rushes

» Posted By kylie On 02.14.2011 @ 5:37 pm

charge

credit card, the one you never pay off. so that eventually the company willl have to come at you like a charging bull. yumm i say. like kangsroo jerky. i love the feeling of charging things to my card, that rush of indecency in my small redish hands. yumm i love the taste of tacos and ball sweat in the morning. like a hot day in alaska where santa wants to sit on your lap instead of his. pervert. yumm i say. it is hot like the sweat between your arms and torso. hot like a red lolipop or the sun beating down on my pale neck. i want a purple taco covered in your love.

» Posted By kylie On 02.12.2011 @ 7:43 pm

suicide

don’t lose your grip on life. you get down and you think that things will never be better again. but they will be. there will come a time when some little thing can make you happy. and that’s really all it takes. just little things and little moments and little interactions with people – that’s what makes life worth living. it’s not big and it’s not grand and it can seem pointless. but you have all those little moments. don’t let them slip away. don’t lose your grip on life.

» Posted By kylie On 02.04.2011 @ 8:58 pm

wrench

Something about the wrench caught my eye. It looked like it had something on it. I examined closer and realized it had a face; a nose, eyes, and a mouth. Its eyes flickered open and it said ” Do you mind? Can’t you see I’m sleeping here?”

» Posted By Kylie On 02.03.2011 @ 12:44 pm

darkroom

In the darkroom at school was where I fell in love. He was developing photos. I remember his dark hair falling over his eyes every time he picked up a picture out of the water. He kept telling me about each photo but all I could concentrate on was his facial expressions.

» Posted By Kylie On 02.01.2011 @ 3:51 pm

wishing

i like to wish on starts even though nothing will ever come of them. It makes for a child like experience. To wish it to hope and without hope there is no real point to achieve anything. Wishing takes us from reality and puts us into something more.

» Posted By Kylie On 12.29.2010 @ 8:09 pm

stamps

I licked the back of the tacky stamp. It tasted bitter, like chemicals. Somehow I didn’t mind the taste though. It reminded me of so many other letters I had sent to loved ones on special occasions throughout the years.

» Posted By Kylie On 12.14.2010 @ 2:15 am

teeth

i hate the dentist so much. i had braces for so long, my teeth are straight now but i worry that one day they might go crooked again. i lost my retainers.
they are actuallly just really nasty and didnt fit so i tossed them.
i hate the dentist, again.
good teeth are attractive.

» Posted By Kylie On 12.06.2010 @ 9:48 pm

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