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the Obsolete Man and your promises, the old-fashioned highways you drove, pressing down too hard on the gas pedal and always looking just a little too long at the mountains you ran alongside, gas against hills, these things that don’t affect you, that’s what gets me most
» Posted By robyn On 04.12.2011 @ 10:13 pm
your ashes fell from the bookshelf. the cat. new to the house and restlessly afraid.
» Posted By robyn On 04.11.2011 @ 12:22 pm
she says love like others say grace, left hand nestled in her right (as if to say, everything will be okay, everything will be okay) and resting on the table in front of her, as if by the casual extension of her arms she can hold me at length, me, across the table, my own hands in my lap, my own lap, she’s saying “Love” from across the table and I am learning in a slow epiphany that everything is in my head, these are delusions, I am seeing prayers everywhere, I am seeing prayers in the framework of her fragile bones, laid delicately and deliberately to rest where she has left them, as if she were dead already, as if she can choose the way her casual structure will look as she decays, I am thirsty.
» Posted By robyn On 04.10.2011 @ 4:35 pm
and here we are again, she says to me, from the backseat of the car, buckle undone, braids undone. her nailpolish is melting off, she’s scraping it off, nail against nail. coins on the floor, here we are again, I know dear, I know, I’m sorry, but I say it too quiet, the music suffocating us, the dubstep, discotheque she craves, she says it’s like being undersea, the way the rest of the world muddles under the beat, she says
» Posted By robyn On 04.10.2011 @ 2:37 pm
and here we are again, she says to me, from the backseat of the car, buckle undone, braids undone. her nailpolish is melting off, she’s scraping it off, nail against nail. coins on the floor, here we are again, I know dear, I know, I’m sorry, but it’s too quiet, the music suffocating us, the dubstep, discotheque she craves
» Posted By robyn On 04.10.2011 @ 2:08 pm
Integrity is about being honest and true when no one is watching and no one will find out. A person with integrity is someone who can be counted on and is trustworthy. Integrity is a good quality.
» Posted By Robyn On 04.08.2011 @ 2:40 pm
It was almost hard to see any personality passed his giant ego. He sat across the room bragging about how amazing he was. It was the ego of someone better then him.
» Posted By Robyn On 04.01.2011 @ 9:27 pm
Euchre is my favorite of all games. In high school, regulars at a local diner or playing all night in Mark’s basement, it was the surest bet for how I was wasting my youth. Now one symbol of my suffering relationship is that he won’t learn to play cards. “Doesn’t like games.” Makes you think.
» Posted By Robyn On 02.20.2011 @ 9:24 am
Wrong. A lot in the world is wrong. Me feeling upset over lack of men is wrong on a personal level. However things like Darfur in Sudan is specifically morally wrong. Some wrong-doers get what they deserve, like Saddam Hussain, some however are still on the loose. Osama Bin LAden.
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» Posted By Robyn On 12.15.2010 @ 7:46 pm
I’m certain that i will one day find the person I’m looking for. I’m certainly not going to give up trying.
» Posted By robyn On 11.12.2010 @ 5:24 am
brightness. it lights up my life. giving me creativity and helping me to concentrate all day :) i wish there awas more of it this year! when it starts to fade, i know that night time is coming, and it wont be much longer until day again.
» Posted By Robyn On 10.11.2010 @ 9:55 am
I left him standing on the doorstep, looking at me as i walked away. My life will never be the same again, it will be better! I will no longer have to be afraid in my own home, I will be in control of my own life. Leaving him was the best thing I ever did and look at me now. i have a great job and a fiancee who loves me for me.
» Posted By robyn On 10.08.2010 @ 6:37 pm
mist is beauty. mist is nice. mist is refreshing. mist is the light. mist is mist.
» Posted By robyn On 08.24.2010 @ 4:15 pm
woah big word… in less letters! Wierdly i used to fear this word until recently having done it myself! Both to my studies and to a wonderful man who I love dearly! Martyn has brought so many wonderful things into my life and I can honestly say that my feelings for hime grow every day. My first love is a wonderful man!
» Posted By Robyn On 07.19.2010 @ 3:18 pm
Potato show how humans want to control their surroundings. Our ability to control where they grow and how they grow.
But all I think about is how a little boy said potato. Po TA Toe
» Posted By Robyn On 04.16.2010 @ 2:03 pm
There was something missing. Maybe in her stomach? Her liver? Her forehead? Her heart?
» Posted By Robyn On 05.13.2010 @ 10:17 pm
A scene of crime or an uncomfortable situation. Wat do you do- do you go with the flow, admit it, deny it? Generally when you have as little time as is understandable on your hands you will automatically pick whichever seems easiest short-term: denial.
Long-term this can cause damage- it can be lethal to lives, relationships, jobs.. everything really.
» Posted By Robyn On 11.28.2008 @ 5:13 pm
I think of the band first and the quality of experience second. I try to explore a sublime idea. Can physical exercise have a sublime quality? I think it can.
» Posted By Robyn On 01.22.2009 @ 7:57 pm
Obama has been all about change. And we need change. This country needs change. Not change for change’s sake but change because things aren’t working. This isn’t the country it could be. It’s not the planet it could be. We need change to become better. Not just different. Change to become something greater than we were. Change.
» Posted By Robyn On 01.20.2009 @ 3:58 pm
movement music love lines focus its musicality solos piruiette. miss silk jump fall slide spin leap lunge touch brush breathe motion emotion.
» Posted By Robyn On 01.18.2009 @ 12:54 pm
NOW IS THE TIME TO START WRITING. aBOUT WHAT, REALITY NOW AND WHAT IT WILL BRING IN THE NEXT FEW SECONDS. NOW IS THE ONLY TIME TO BE IN, THE PAST AND FUTURE DO NOT EXIST IT IS MERELY A FIGMENT OF THE IMAGINATION. NOW MY MIND LAPSES, STUCK IN THE FUTURE, WHAT SHALL I WRITE, IS THIS REALLY INTERESTING? THAT IS MY QUESTION. CAN YOU STAY IN THE NOW. HOW DOES
» Posted By rOBYN On 01.11.2009 @ 6:05 am
check yourself girl, you got a cammel toe
» Posted By robyn On 09.23.2009 @ 7:20 pm
When was the last time you felt that someone was helping you, guiding you, towards anything? Most of the time I just feel at a loss, on my own. I understand the craving for organized religion,the illusion of a guiding hand over you.
» Posted By Robyn On 09.18.2009 @ 5:15 pm
Being held is such a great feeling: you’re safe, secure, sound… all the ‘s’s.. and comfortable… to be held by someone you love is the best feeling in the world!
» Posted By Robyn On 11.23.2008 @ 9:17 am
I drove to the store today. I usually don’t drive at all. I waited to long to learn how to drive and now here I am at the age of 23 not having an essential skill that most 17-year-olds have. I’m not ashamed, just lazy. I lost the drive to learn to drive.
» Posted By Robyn On 07.28.2009 @ 8:18 pm
i really dont think welcoming is a great indication of an emotion, or characteristic can I say? someone can not have a characteristic of welcoming allll he time and therefor would it not be more of a mood. You should say the person is feeling welcoming, not the person is welcoming. improper! damit!
» Posted By robyn On 07.18.2009 @ 9:55 am
the word she used was simple, signifigant, and outdated, she only said one word, and my entire world fell aprat. i felt unholy, and prefectly old. she told me his one owrd, this on small infiteimal word and i fell apart. peaices fell from my body and sould. i felt myselfy disentrigrate
» Posted By robyn On 04.16.2009 @ 3:12 pm
I sometimes do but mostly really do. read that is I cant imagine life without a stack of booksAny books or magazines will do.
I am reading a history of crime fiction at the present time … cant put it down but feel very intimidated by the length and breadth of
» Posted By Robyn On 04.10.2009 @ 4:16 pm
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Evidence: the kind of thing you were supposed to have, but not the kind of thing you care about when you are screaming and screaming about the bright blonde hair under his fingernails or the smell of someone else’s lips on both his wrists.
» Posted By Robyn On 10.02.2008 @ 7:16 pm