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braided

My hair is braided. I like braiding my hair. But I’m not a girl so i don’t like it.

» Posted By Me On 09.02.2015 @ 8:21 am

illusion

Dust is fleeting, ethereal, making shapes, a figure or an object before dispersing into nothingness.

» Posted By Me On 08.05.2015 @ 9:36 am

Viewers from cloudy windows often meet misty people, fleeting people who melt like ice and shine like stars.

» Posted By Me On 08.05.2015 @ 9:32 am

headquarters

This is it. I am finally here, headquarters. I can’t wait for whatever comes through that door. I have no idea what will happen, what I will do, all I know is that this is the day I have been waiting for my entire life.

» Posted By me On 06.13.2015 @ 4:32 pm

polo

Polo. Polo the logo is jumping up and down. Wait. It that a pogo stick or a logo stick. I do not know. Here we go, to jump on the logo. Or is that polo. Put on the shirt. Don’t talk it off. Which one was it? The one with the logo of the polo.

» Posted By Me On 12.16.2014 @ 11:35 am

curtains

They’re very long, extremly long and idk
they’re pretty
hanged in front of windows
and windows are pretty
Curtains start with a C
they’re cool, and come with various patterns, colors, and designs
Curtains are lovely stuff.

» Posted By Me On 10.27.2014 @ 11:19 am

stitches

Stitiches.

They’re annoying and ugly and they represent an event of an accident. Or maybe a heartbreak, or a tragic love story that can’t be mended.

It’s a represenation of a lot of things, but I know that I can’t do this because im panicking and i dont know hwat to o anymore fjdjbjnank ugh this is great omg shshpum stitches are awesome yay

» Posted By Me On 10.14.2014 @ 2:57 pm

amused

I am not amused. If the bugs sting me one more time, I swear to God, I will /explode/. I do not deserve this treatment. Oh no, not at all. If the bugs thing this is amusing me — in which I assume they do — then they are terribly, terribly wrong and deserve to be swatted. Repeatedly.

» Posted By me On 10.13.2014 @ 4:49 am

frown

There’s a thin line between the hair
the sweat
and the neck
the wobble
I frown at the crack and a crease
and the cobbles it’s falling I guess what is this
recurrent
blackcurrent
tiredness or something maybe
hats or a small child’s small tan foot a dog’s paw in ququick succession a gong

» Posted By me On 09.17.2014 @ 3:39 am

glowing

i’m glowing i say in a video from five to eight years ago and my little sister laughs
positively grow-lowing
positively grow-lowing
the cows low in the meadow, jesus is not there i see a white crucifix over the valley i see a smile as the sun rises, teeth that shine yellow and the colour of rotten rose petals

» Posted By me On 09.05.2014 @ 5:59 am

unfounded

His personality was completely unfounded. I could not understand where all of this came from – the changes. It is as if he was a different person. Someone without a past, without a future. It wan terrifying!

» Posted By Me On 08.20.2014 @ 4:05 am

rafters

David was sitting on the rafters. He could here Eve and Mike chatting. He made the joke about Eves-dropping in his head.

» Posted By Me On 07.03.2014 @ 7:06 am

duct

Duct is an odd little word yet it has horrible connotations. I’m afraid I think of kidnappers.

» Posted By Me On 06.18.2014 @ 5:34 pm

desolation

I couldn’t believe he left me there on the side of that country road. We’d argued, sure. But it wasn’t our first argument…or our worst either. Now what was I going to do? All I could see in any direction was endless pastures.

» Posted By me On 05.29.2014 @ 10:30 am

sultry

jkj jkjk kjklj jkjklj jkjkljk jkjkljkl

» Posted By Me On 05.27.2014 @ 10:06 pm

strive

hi this my second time.Writeing about this witch sucks a lot bye.

» Posted By me On 01.20.2014 @ 7:35 am

derailed

The Republicans have derailed the United States. I am not pleased. I don’t believe they care about us at all.

» Posted By me On 12.19.2013 @ 8:06 am

wreath

I do not know what wreath is, I’ll have to look ity up. Ok. Looked it up. It is a flower arrangement. A bouquet. The time passed now, but I can still write? OK. Umm. I’m actually kinda done so… Umm, yeah.

» Posted By me On 12.15.2013 @ 11:19 am

television

once upon a time i was watching the television and all of a sudden i got onto an adult channel and tons of gay porn came up and i sat there, in aw watching. i got a boner and starting masturbating furiously, but im not gay so i dont understand why i finally had finished and thought that was very gay of myself

» Posted By me On 11.21.2013 @ 1:26 pm

border

South of the border is the place to go off I95 in South Carolina. It has cool and tacky Mexican fare. I wouldn’t spend the night, but it’s fin to visist.

» Posted By me On 11.06.2013 @ 10:46 am

instructor

The instructor helped me with my desk. It was from the ikea, but still, I didn’t understand a thing about it. He helped me very well. He was strond, handy, hansome too! He laughed me out.

» Posted By Me On 10.17.2013 @ 11:37 am

tank

Tanks are made to crush us, to defeat us, to make us kneel in the mud before the power of those who drive them. Tanks are ugly, rolling across the land they look like blisters on burnt skin. They are driven

» Posted By me On 10.03.2013 @ 4:04 am

national

National holidays were events both could understand and exchange humored glanced about. Loki looked on with raised eyebrows while Tony took the podium. The man I JUST DONT KnOW

» Posted By me On 08.22.2013 @ 12:04 pm

chivalry

I have no clue what this word means. This is a very odd website and I have no clue what I am doing. Hello, this is Dog. I’m really bored now. Oh well, it said to not think so here I go………………………. I’m bored again………………………

» Posted By Me On 08.13.2013 @ 2:31 pm

wrapped

Wow. Uhm. I guess i like to write about presents. Sometimes they’re really nicely wrapped. Makes you wonder what’s inside them. And taco’s ! jummmmmm , wrapped also ;) I’m hungry now. For presents & taco’s.

» Posted By Me On 07.10.2013 @ 6:16 am

wistful

I don’t really miss you anymore, but I miss who I was then.

I miss summer.
I miss school.
I miss the time I had free.
I miss the way your eyes followed me like I was worth everything,
And I miss the way I could trust so firmly.

You can’t go back, and I rarely want to, but I wish I could feel it once more.

» Posted By Me On 07.08.2013 @ 12:52 am

I think I’ll let myself get soaked.
Why do we hide when it rains?
It’s just water.
Back when I loved you,
Why did you run away?
It was only love.
Yes, I think I’ll stay out a while
And enjoy the rain.

» Posted By Me On 07.08.2013 @ 12:42 am

instant

flash of lightning. a thunderbolt. the space of two lips meeting. eye contact shifting away. and ending but not the middle falling without warning

» Posted By me On 06.29.2013 @ 8:28 pm

shattered

I have a heart that is made to shattered, maybe that is the way it should.
Oh my mind is an echo chamber.
Love this word. One of my favorite words because is hard, deep and beautiful.

» Posted By Me On 05.27.2013 @ 3:59 am

spilled

I spilled a glass of milk on the couch once. Some of it got on the carpet, but that wasn’t too bad. So after about forty-five minutes of trying to search how-to-clean-up-milk or whatever online… I somehow burned the couch with a hairdryer.

» Posted By Me On 05.25.2013 @ 9:09 pm

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