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People love to place blame on each other for things, unnecessary blame. Blame never solves the problem, but in fact adds another problem. Why do we do it then?
» Posted By Reilly On 12.21.2015 @ 5:36 pm
A simple yet beautiful word to the people who don’t know its meaning.
To people who do know the purpose and meaning of the word, you know that it is there to keep everything organized
» Posted By Reilly On 06.16.2015 @ 8:50 pm
i derive from elephants and i have a cat that derives from the elephants cat horn and that eats derived horse meat and yellow bed sheets that are derived from oranges and yellow peoples dog hair. they are derived from bamboo monkeys and do not like to eat salty leaves that taste like tomatoes and bananas mixed in with derived saltana bran.
» Posted By reilly On 11.26.2013 @ 3:46 pm
it’s interesting how these things manifest themselves, right out of the blue. there’s no pretense or warning but suddenly there it is. how one minute she doesn’t even matter and the next she’s the face painted to the back of your eyelids and the name you test out a million different ways to taste just how right it feels. you’ve never been the type of person to fall to the point of obsession, to dream about conversations and looks and touches.
» Posted By reilly On 07.04.2013 @ 9:57 pm
you sure were a plague to me.
november i was sick.
november i was deathly, ill.
november i was plagued.
and it was because of you.
march, i’m cured.
and you’re still here.
so don’t worry, about being a plague. because it appears i’m stronger than i lead on.
» Posted By reilly On 04.01.2013 @ 12:02 am
i already wrote about cities many times before. how many times can i repeat these words? i wish they were infinite instead of so awfully constricted. i don’t know what to say anymore to even come close to how i feel.
» Posted By reilly On 03.18.2013 @ 6:36 am
sometimes i wonder what it’d be like to live in a big city that i love. other times i think i’d like to be away from as many people as possible. not living on the head of a pin with millions of them. but in a city, it’s easy to get lost. it’s easy to get away. the one thing that ISN’T easy? being found. i’d rather not be found. that sounds slightly horrifying, if i’m being honest.
» Posted By reilly On 03.17.2013 @ 2:16 pm
i want to live in a big city far far far far far away from everyone. sometimes i think that i hate everyone. isn’t that fucked up? hating everyone? well i do. even the peopel i claim to love. but i think i do love cities. there are so many places i could get lost and never be found again and that sounds really wonderful to me.
» Posted By Reilly On 03.17.2013 @ 1:54 pm
Rooms that are bare have no purpose. With decorations however, they become unique and special. Decorations serve a greater purpose than just being a visual, they create a mood that cannot be achieved in a bare room.
» Posted By Reilly On 07.16.2012 @ 9:34 pm
birds live in nests untill they turn old and grey then they go away to make there own nests people think it’s strange but hey we always fly away.
» Posted By reilly On 06.09.2012 @ 11:58 am
birds live in nests that’s there home but when they are old and grey they go away and start a new nest people say how weird but i say hey we are just like them always flying away.
» Posted By reilly On 06.09.2012 @ 11:45 am
It’s funny how most people’s lives are filled with so many material things, things that they would consider necessary but are really just a farce to make themselves happier. Alex used to think that way, too. She used to think she couldn’t live with her dry-cleaned, impeccably pressed two-hundred dollar suits or her five-hundred thread count sheets. It’s only when she lost everything did she begin to realize what was really a necessity.
» Posted By reilly On 06.02.2012 @ 4:01 pm
it seems like it’s never ending
the twists and turns and fucking dead ends. they’re everywhere and she’s pretty positive they’ll never stop.
so she runs and runs and her feet feel like they’re splitting but she won’t stop either. her breath is ragged and she swears she can practically feel her heart is dying. she doesn’t know how other people do it because she can feel herself losing speed. she stops and it’s not in a blissful moment of pure emotion or no emotion or whatever that white light is supposed to give you. it’s actually pretty painful, the way her breath claws out of her lungs for the last few times.
it seems like there is an ending after all.
» Posted By Reilly On 02.12.2012 @ 5:42 pm
He’s never been interesting.
What with his pale skin and dark hair and eyes that look like they’ve never seen anything worth the pain. He travels through life with no purpose, full of routine.
He brushes his teeth three times a day, digging bristles into white teeth and pink gums.
He dresses in a grey suit; grey because its nice but not as formal as black. White shirt. Black tie. Briefcase, straight back, dead eyes.
» Posted By Reilly On 10.17.2011 @ 8:01 pm
Her fingers pounded against the keyboard, her huge, gaudy ring clacking against the keys every time she used her right hand.
She was typing blindly, copying the words on the page next to her perfectly, but her mind somewhere completely different. After working so long in this field, she hardly ever payed attention to what she was working with.
» Posted By Reilly On 08.27.2011 @ 4:58 pm
It’s not something he thinks about. His fingers curling into a fist, clutching so tightly he’ll leave nail marks on his palm when he’s done. He swings, leaving purple and blue and a little bit of red all over.
Her back is pressed up against the door, the knob gutting into her side, and she tried to sink down a little, just enough to get away.
» Posted By Reilly On 08.15.2011 @ 7:51 am
work, nice, production, leah, busy, follies, schedules, meetings, creating, setup, design, construction, helping, leading, teaching, managing to keep us all together.
» Posted By Reilly On 08.04.2011 @ 9:01 pm
And despair was the only thing left at the bottom of the bottle.
» Posted By Reilly On 05.15.2011 @ 10:52 am
I really enjoy drinking water/H20. It makes me feel full yet comfortable. Thirst also reminds me of vampires and how moody they get when they thirst for human blood, that is so not natural because they have human blood in them so wouldn’t they be considered man-drinkers not vampires?
» Posted By Reilly On 04.10.2011 @ 9:50 pm
go high in sky. to the moon and never come back for years. fun to ride in. In floridia with the space center. never been in it. people go in it haveing fun in the sky. i c jupiter over there
» Posted By reilly On 01.25.2011 @ 8:22 am
flakes can be many things. they can b snow flakes and hey can be cereal flakes.both of them feel really good on my tounge- though i havent tried either. but i can imagiain what it would feel like
» Posted By reilly On 11.23.2010 @ 2:47 am
The lousy Cat. That stupid cat. Sitting on the couch. Sam is it’s name.
I can’t think of anything to write about. Not at all- I feel lousy. Like I’m not needed like the girls at this new private school are jerks,
» Posted By Reilly On 11.08.2010 @ 7:11 pm
What do I have to become? TO fit into a mold I don’t want to be in. Why? When? Where? How? SO many questions so little answers……
» Posted By Reilly On 09.18.2010 @ 9:43 am
What have I become? I have become an princess, and a knight, and a ballerina, and a madman, and a villian. So many things I have become……. What have you become?
» Posted By Reilly On 09.18.2010 @ 9:42 am
I stood on the edge of the cliff. My breath full of moisture. I looked down and the next desicion I made was the best one. I stepped back got in my car and drove home. My family waited at the door and I smiled at there glowing faces. So much love. So much change.
» Posted By Reilly On 08.19.2010 @ 7:35 pm
I stood there so many people watching me. I BELTED OUT the tunes the music the melody. I felt endlesss like i was behind a glass box and nobodyt could touch.
» Posted By Reilly On 08.19.2010 @ 1:13 pm
i wish i had a fairy godmother. one with a magical wand who could make me skinny, fit, toned, and tan. i would love that. just one swish of her wand and i’d be perfect.
» Posted By Reilly On 06.10.2010 @ 10:35 pm
i have no idea what to write about this. a remark is just a statement. that’s about it. i wish it would give me a new word. times up. thank goodness.
» Posted By Reilly On 06.08.2010 @ 2:32 am
a mane that tempts the stallion,
full of kinks.
plain jane in her
oil paint across her brow.
a mane that obeys
all i feel is
» Posted By Reilly On 05.13.2010 @ 12:34 pm
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to eager eyes.
» Posted By Reilly On 05.12.2010 @ 5:05 pm