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You just have to be patient, love.
I have seen so many girls, just a few years older than I, rush into marriage, pregnant, and under 20. I don’t understand it.
Except when I’m around you. All I want right now is you. You make me feel so happy. You don’t turn me into a babbling idiot. I can breathe around you. A couple butterflies, but nothing too bad. I just love talking to you. I could spend hours getting to know you even better.
And I want to hold you. Just give you a hug. If more were allowed, I would probably take it.
But it’s a bad idea. Oh, it’s a really bad idea. I am more than my desires, you are smarter than that. I would never want to push this too far. And I don’t say anything because there’s nothing we can do right now anyway. I don’t even know it you feel the same way.
All I can think is, “Please don’t screw this up. Be patient. I hope I don’t screw this up.”
But it’s not easy, waiting for you.
» Posted By Me On 12.13.2012 @ 2:12 pm
She sighed reluctantly. Of COURSE he wasn’t available. Who would want to spend their Friday evening watching The Empire Strikes Back and discussing Doctor Who. She had Starfleet jewelry and wore Tau’ri sign teeshirts. Why would he want to relive Firefly or play Capcom’s Aladdin on the SNES?
“…But I could do Saturday?”
» Posted By Me On 12.12.2012 @ 10:43 am
Leave me alone.
I am not available at this time.
Or any time.
I don’t want to see your face at all.
You’re not what I want.
You’re not what I need
You don’t even know me at all
So just leave.
» Posted By Me On 12.11.2012 @ 12:18 pm
I presented him with the facts.
I am not human. I breathe air.
I am more than human. I am not simply a person. I am a me. Completely unique and just like you.
I travel in time. Mostly forward.
I am made up of stars and dark matter. I am pure and evil. I make decisions, not mistakes. I am flawed. I am perfect.
I make miracles and cause problems.
Sound comes from my mouth. Music comes from my chest. Words come from my lips and drip off my fingers. My hands are lined. They are strong and soft. Light shines behind my eyes and my brain is made of magic. Actually, all of me is made of magic.
There is nothing more magical than quarks, making up atoms, making up molecules, making up the universe.
I am made of light and dark, just like the universe.
I presented him with the facts.
I am alive. That is all.
That is more than enough.
» Posted By Me On 12.10.2012 @ 12:49 pm
Methods are procedures for doing something. The method for loading the dishwaher is to first to the silverware, then the plates, then the glasses, now all the rest. Add the soap, close the lid and press the start button.
» Posted By me On 12.10.2012 @ 10:41 am
Broadcast as in television broadcast. I used to be on the tv broadcast at my elementary school as part of the AV crew, but also as an announcer. I used to get so nervous to go on screen, but always once on it was amazing
» Posted By me On 12.08.2012 @ 6:35 pm
In July I always remember how my life changed. It was not to long ago. Just over three years ago actually. I hadn’t expected my life to change so drastically, so soon, so young. But it did. Ever since that July everything has changed. I think differently about things. I feel that I can truly understand ways of being that I had previously thought I had mastered. Most importantly I learned what it helplessness is. And how it can be fostered into a thriving being. It can be changed from minimal existence to a cherished soul.
» Posted By me On 12.07.2012 @ 2:52 pm
on a house , keeps me safe, no water drippingg on my head , unless its leaking. such a wierd word when i think about it roof. like the sound a dog makes, kinnda but not really, its more like ruff not roof.. the double oo’s look like eyes.
» Posted By me On 12.06.2012 @ 7:14 pm
It should not have been so easy.
He had a past, as did she.
They spent years and years missing each other and talking and fighting and making things more complicated than they actually were.
And now, now that they finally got their stupid stuff together, everything just worked. Sure, they still argued. Sure, they still missed each other when they had to be apart. But for the most part, everything was simple.
Because it was right.
» Posted By Me On 12.06.2012 @ 9:57 am
what is simlpe is life… nothing more beautiful than that… be a simle man they say, and i do too… simple is easy, this is happiness, this is me, this is you
» Posted By Me On 12.05.2012 @ 3:33 pm
Why? Why should I try? Why should I lift myself out of this hole? Is there really a point?
Maybe I’ll never get higher.
But I have goals. I have plans. I have DREAMS.
I guess I have to try.
» Posted By Me On 12.05.2012 @ 10:11 am
She stared at the formidable opponent before her.
Assessing it’s size, shape, and formulating the best plan of attack.
And then she charged.
She quickly scaled the tree in front of her. When she finally reached the top, she let out a shout of triumph.
This is a true high. Much more than chemical manipulators. This was not a manufactured result.
This was her, making things happen.
She’d never felt higher.
» Posted By Me On 12.04.2012 @ 5:27 pm
Both of us are lying. Both of us know
I see it in his eyes. He sees it in my body language.
I turn away from him and his eyes betray him.
But both of us are OK with that.
Both of us are lying. Neither of us care.
» Posted By Me On 12.03.2012 @ 12:18 pm
The object of her affections had no idea.
She was young, but smart enough not to get in a relationship when that wasn’t what she wanted.
But she had all these feelings. And nowhere, no one to put the into. It’s not easy being young and feeling amorous.
She wanted him. But she wasn’t stupid enough to tell him.
» Posted By Me On 12.02.2012 @ 6:10 pm
“You will fry for this!” She shouted at him.
He smirked back at her and walked away from the phones, following the guards back toward his cell, orange jumpsuit looking strangely in place on him.
The next day, at home, over tea and croissants, she saw the headline.
“James Crossely found dead in cell.”
He choose his death himself. Controlling to the last.
» Posted By Me On 12.01.2012 @ 3:32 pm
Cooking was always his strong suit. While he stumbled over his words and took an awkward stance, not knowing what to do with his hands, clumsy and young, he felt at home in the kitchen.
People were difficult. You could never predict how they’d act. But food was reliable, but still interesting. It surprised him the ways they’d combine, but he understood them well enough to trust and to try. Food was more easier than people.
» Posted By Me On 12.01.2012 @ 3:24 pm
IM NOT FEELING SATISFY ABOUT WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT NOW WHIT MY LIFE BUT THE PEOPLE AROUND ME SPECIALY MY SWEET LOVE SATISFY ME, I KNOW THAT SOON I WILL BE ALL RIGHT BUT RIGHT NOW IM NOT FEELING REALLY WELL ABOUT NOTHING
» Posted By me On 11.20.2012 @ 11:10 am
Arts are beauty. It’s everyday life, it’s what we feel. Art is emotion, art is experimental and art is trying to communicate with others. Everything is art and everything is just perfect in the big plan that the world is, except for evil.
Ugly can be artful, but cruelty can be?
I don’t think so. Honestly, I’d much rather find some kind of challenge, of bet, instead of anger and evil.
» Posted By Me On 11.14.2012 @ 10:55 am
somebody out there is thinking of me with beautiful thoughts. somebody out there knows me for who i am and loves me regardless of my faults. somebody out there is making me blessed. somebody out there is waiting for me. and that somebody doesnt know that im thinking about them
» Posted By me On 11.13.2012 @ 5:43 am
I used to know somebody who meant a lot to me. It was all beautiful once. Now we don’t even talk anymore. It is a little bit like we never knew each other. I still think about that somebody a lot. I wonder what somebody is doing now.
» Posted By me On 11.12.2012 @ 4:42 pm
Major, minor what is the difference – opposites of course… Then there is major Tom too – listen to the “Beatles” for that one!
» Posted By Me On 11.08.2012 @ 12:33 am
We are in school to learn. Every day it is a new experience. Moving from class to class. Hopefully having fun. Learning is so important.
» Posted By me On 02.12.2013 @ 6:52 am
It had been a long time since she has had to face anything like this. But she’s ready. She’s prepared and ready to go, this cake is fucking hers. She’s got all the ingredients she needs and she cranks the oven up.
It’s go time.
» Posted By Me On 09.21.2012 @ 8:49 pm
That is my family. That is every family. Who ever hears of a functional family. People cling to their dysfunction. They love it. Without dysfunction what defines us? What makes us different from any average Joe. No. We need it, must keep it. There is no question, and when someone gets to close, we strike.
» Posted By Me On 09.12.2012 @ 10:02 pm
when i think whether i am going to do something, the answer is usualy yes. it doesn’t matter if it stupid. it’s a nice word.
» Posted By me On 09.05.2012 @ 12:12 pm
In physiology and medicine, dehydration (hypohydration) is defined as the excessive loss of body fluid. It is literally the removal of water (Ancient Greek: ὕδωρ hýdōr) from an object; however, in physiological terms, it entails a deficiency of fluid within an organism. Dehydration of skin and mucous membranes can be called medical dryness.
There are three types of dehydration: hypotonic or hyponatremic (primarily a loss of electrolytes, sodium in particular), hypertonic or hypernatremic (primarily a loss of water), and isotonic or isonatremic (equal loss of water and electrolytes). In humans, the most commonly seen type of dehydration by far is isotonic (isonatraemic) dehydration which effectively equates with hypovolemia, but the distinction of isotonic from hypotonic or hypertonic dehydration may be important when treating people who become dehydrated. Physiologically, dehydration, despite the name, does not simply mean loss of water, as water and solutes (mainly sodium) are usually lost in roughly equal quantities to how they exist in blood plasma. In hypotonic dehydration, intravascular water shifts to the extravascular space, exaggerating intravascular volume depletion for a given amount of total body water loss. Neurological complications can occur in hypotonic and hypertonic states. The former can lead to seizures, while the latter can lead to osmotic cerebral edema upon rapid rehydration.
And that’s what wikipedia says…
» Posted By me On 08.31.2012 @ 11:43 am
I hate this side of me. I can’t control itand it´s driving me insane.
» Posted By Me On 08.24.2012 @ 3:13 pm
I dare to dream big in a sense that is sometimes too big to even think about. In my life I’ve been very cautious when it comes to taking certain chances but I am making a decision right now, to take more dares and be a daring person. I dare to accomplish every goal I’ve set. O dare myself to go over and beyond.
» Posted By me On 08.06.2012 @ 12:57 am
Secrets can destroy the entire world if you let them. They run rampant like a plague in our governments each tearing them apart, bit by bit. Tread carefully, you dont always know what could trigger a collapse.
» Posted By me On 08.03.2012 @ 4:07 pm
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i hate following methods or even reading about them. i like to come out with my own and not follow anyone’s. i don’t care if it comes across as being silly but that’s the way i am. There, i said it, i dont like other people’s methods. That’s about it.
» Posted By Me On 08.01.2012 @ 10:16 am