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seven seconds and the smoke begins to rise. curling like the dark of your hair over a shoulder. breathing slow, swirl and the light changes.
» Posted By sophia On 12.15.2012 @ 5:18 pm
She was determined to kill him. He was annoying her, being horrible, and being an asshole. However, killing was against the law, and she didn’t want to go to jail much.
But then she realized that killing was alright if it were self-defense.
» Posted By Sophia On 12.13.2012 @ 9:30 am
She presented me the knife in a ceremonious manner i would normally think strange for this situation had it not been her. Slowly, but deeply, i cut into my palm and let the blood trickle into the glass that filled up almost too quickly. Then with a nod from her, i drank the whole thing and every inch of me split up into scrambled pieces of matter and atoms as i cried out in pain.
» Posted By Sophia On 12.10.2012 @ 12:48 pm
there was a cook who makes food for a living because she loved food and she was really poor when she was a child so now she devotes her life to giving and making food for everyone she sees to make sure no one ever lacks food and nutrients she had faced when she was young and she now struggles with friends because all she does is eat and eat and isnt able to get her childhood out of her mind.
» Posted By Sophia On 12.01.2012 @ 5:13 pm
It rose from the ashes, a dark silhouette in the dawn light. Scaring the people around, it simply blinked, shaking its head and clearing its eyes of the terrors it has seen. It stepped forward, fear dripping from its fingertips, soaking through its hair, making it stink of darkness.
» Posted By Sophia On 11.29.2012 @ 7:15 pm
Under the bed she was hiding. The flames engulfed the whole house as she hid there, terrified, terrified for her life and the life of her father and mother. Looking to the left, she saw a figure clad in black, only the figure’s boots, slowly step into the room. She screamed out to her father, but it was too late. He fell to the ground, dead.
» Posted By Sophia On 11.28.2012 @ 5:14 am
work bananas employer regina king monarchy etc am i even doing this right? ahhhhh it breaks my heart. Jeez, this is actually a really long time to type, I’m listening to a hipster song right now, that reminds me of baristas.
» Posted By Sophia On 11.15.2012 @ 8:13 pm
the flour sprays around your face like a halo, catching in the brown strands and dancing in the air you exhale.
» Posted By sophia On 11.15.2012 @ 11:15 am
well…. any love is love well-spent
no matter whether it’s thrown away or cherished
it’s the delight of the experience, rather than the outcome.
» Posted By sophia On 11.10.2012 @ 6:25 pm
any time is time well spent
any money is money well spent
and any love
» Posted By sophia On 11.10.2012 @ 6:23 pm
I hate this interest I have in him. It’s a fascination really, one I cannot control. My friends believe it is simply a phase, however, I know differently. It’s an obsession, I think. I’m obsessed with his baby blue eyes that sparkle like icicles in the winter and his soft chestnut brown hair that falls just so perfectly on his tanned face.
» Posted By Sophia On 11.03.2012 @ 7:14 pm
in the distance
something despite leaving still remains
gone with the wind
gone, is not a word, because you’ll always be and arrive somewhere else.
no one is ever just ‘gone’
» Posted By Sophia On 10.13.2012 @ 9:59 am
mass is a heavy thing….. ummmm mass is the amount of volume packed into a square unit right? i dont know…. im learning this now…… wow i should really study more… school has gotten me no where so far just kidding thats a total lie… i have all A’s but not for long.. ill flunk…. why am i so morbid?
» Posted By sophia On 10.08.2012 @ 5:56 pm
being happy is amazing. one of the best things in the world. you don’t have to be short, tall, black, white. everyone can share it. happiness has to do with love, one of the most amazing things in the world.
» Posted By Sophia On 10.07.2012 @ 3:58 pm
There are signs everywhere signs in the sky signs in my dorm room but sometimes people knock them down when they’re drunk or maybe just when they’re feeling evil. Herschel found one hanging from the ceiling and took it down so that nobody would hit their head. He removed the plastic bits and left the wires hanging, carefully placing the plastic casing in the corner next to the door. He has nice muscles and a big smile. There are signs that we should do things and signs that we shouldn’t do things, signs that we should go to a concert but maybe if we go we won’t like it.
» Posted By Sophia On 10.01.2012 @ 4:51 pm
Help. A small word. It can mean anything rangeing from life to death. Some people think it’s used for our benefit but others know better. Yelling out ‘help’ at your darkest hours will hardly ever help you. Help cannot prevent a rape. Help cannot rescue a child from a fire. It is our actions which will determine the outcome of whatever situation we find ourselves in, and maybe, just maybe, that’s just the way it is.
» Posted By Sophia On 09.26.2012 @ 2:46 pm
Together is about friends or families. Friends are needed to be together. Together means two or more people that enjoy each other company in either a romantic or non romantic way. That is what together is.
» Posted By Sophia On 09.18.2012 @ 5:40 am
Together, nothing is impossible. That’s what he told me before he lost his mind. After that, my days went by painfully slow. It was like living with a child. Within a year I was ready to blow my brains out. Or perhaps his. What’s the difference?
» Posted By Sophia On 09.17.2012 @ 6:53 pm
Friendzone – das Wort einer ganzen Generation. Auch sie kannte sie nur zu gut – von beiden Seiten. Sie wusste, wie es sich anfühlte, von der Person abgwiesen zu werden, die man liebt. Aber das änderte nichts daran, dass sie nie mit Martin zusammen sein könnte.Er war zu sehr wie ein Bruder für sie.
» Posted By Sophia On 08.15.2012 @ 3:06 pm
Ich will ihn. Es ist ein nagendes Gefühl in meiner Brust, dass sich immer weiter in mich hineinf frisst, je weiter ich mich vin ihm entferne, je länger ich ihn nicht gesehen habe. Ich will ihn bei mir, ich will ihn mit mir. Ich atme ihn mit jeder Faser meines Körpers.
» Posted By Sophia On 08.14.2012 @ 5:52 pm
Ich kann nicht verstehen, wie Leute immer noch für Banken arbeiten können. Besonders solche die, wie die Deutsche Bank, sich an Lebensmittelspekulationen der übelsten Sorte beteiligen. Was macht Raphael bei ihnen? Ist er wirklich so dumm und ignorant und auf Profit aus? Macht die ESB das aus den Menschen oder sind die Menschen schon so, wenn sie zur ESB gehen?
» Posted By Sophia On 08.14.2012 @ 1:00 am
Warum schrieb er ihr die ganze Zeit? Sie wollte nicht mehr denken, nicht mehr an ihn, nicht mehr an die Möglichkeit von ihnen. Alles was sie wollte war Leere in ihrem Kopf, Lerre, Leere, Leere. Keine SMS von ihm, nicht sein Name, der auf dem Display aufleuchtete. Nichts mehr.
» Posted By Sophia On 08.10.2012 @ 11:17 am
» Posted By Sophia On 08.07.2012 @ 9:28 pm
dare to dream. dare to be who you want to be. dare to be different. dare to be happy. dare to be something no one has ever seen before. dare to be yourself because that’s pretty special in itself.
» Posted By Sophia On 08.05.2012 @ 7:51 pm
The Principles of Cycling are don’t fall off. its is a blancing act trying to stay on two wheels of aproxmately 2 inches thick. If you wobble or try to over think things the chances are you will end up on the floor with your ankles in the air. Speed is essentially stop and you will flop!
» Posted By Sophia On 07.30.2012 @ 7:29 am
“You do know why you are here, don’t you? I do not tolerate bullying at my school,” the principal sternly told the young student. How ironic of her to say, seeing that she is an overprotective and overbearing abusive parent.
» Posted By Sophia On 07.29.2012 @ 12:47 pm
I’ve done Props before. you use Props in productions, music videos, movies etc. etc. etc.
Well I’ve done pretty well explaining this for you but even if you still don’t know don’t worry, because props arnt even that important!
» Posted By Sophia On 07.27.2012 @ 6:26 pm
Something that you use in movies and all that. My brother is a prop. Because i use him for things, you know, just things. One direction are my life and in their music video of What Makes you Beautiful the Combie Van was one of their props. Is that a good example. ??
» Posted By Sophia On 07.27.2012 @ 5:50 pm
this is a statement. I love making a statement with my outfits. I wonder who invented the word. Maybe their last name was Statement. I doubt it, though. I just got my braces off, so, hopefully, I make a statement on the first day of school.
» Posted By Sophia On 07.26.2012 @ 11:41 am
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Her hand was shaking violently as she clutched the candle holder between her boney fingers. ‘He could be anywhere’, she thought.
» Posted By Sophia On 07.24.2012 @ 3:56 pm