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the flight was short and her drink was cold. the tv in front of her started to burn into her eyes. she looked out of the window and saw the beautiful green mountains that always reminded her of winter, she realized that this place was now something she could call home, her own home.

» Posted By Sophia On 10.09.2008 @ 10:01 am


i sat on top of a hill looking over at the sky and the sun were it makes the sky look so cool and saw more hills just rolling over eachother and going over eachother and thinking that if only i had a pencil then i could draw this but i don’t so i can’t and so ill just sit here and wish that i had a pencil

» Posted By Sophia On 10.05.2008 @ 4:33 pm


she saw it in his sock drawer, a tiny piece of paper that she knew was going to change her life. evidence that what she had always known was true. she picked it up, and looked it over. her life was starting knew again, except she didn’t know where to begin.

» Posted By Sophia On 10.02.2008 @ 8:29 pm

the evidence makes everything clear. i need to stop caring. i’m only hurting myself this time and it needs to end.

» Posted By Sophia On 09.30.2008 @ 12:55 pm


It’s a word that means you desire something. it’s basically a synonym, though. If you want something, you should go after it. Unless, of course, your want is based on stupidity. I’m wanting food and motivation right now. Want stuff?

» Posted By Sophia On 08.27.2008 @ 3:34 pm


feathered pillows in the bedroom where we both slept that one night. red faced lovers tossed in sheets made of down. it was perfect, we were perfect. but things like that never last do they? i always wish they would.

» Posted By Sophia On 09.24.2008 @ 3:59 pm


the proudest moment of my life is only a memory now. headlines in the daily paper, remind me of who i was, and something i’ll never be again. i miss it but i’ll never go back.

» Posted By Sophia On 09.22.2008 @ 7:55 pm

I’m not proud of my mark in American studies I god today. it makes me feel stupid and incompetent. I hate my professor. he is really stupid.

» Posted By Sophia On 09.18.2008 @ 6:54 am


I’ve soent the last 18 years of my life thinking that the only way anything would be worth it would be if I lived a life interesting enough that I could eventualy write a story about it. I spent years messing up so that I culd be interesting. Now, I’m finally ready to put it into words and it turns out that nothing I did was ever that big of a deal in the first place.

» Posted By Sophia On 05.15.2008 @ 12:13 pm


events can be scary or great. if i’m surrounded by good friends then i love them but if i have to be with people i dont know or don’t like i find myself bored and uncomfortable. i especially hate wearing clothes i don’t want to wear. when i would go to church as a child i was always forced to wear dresses. i’m not the dressin type.

» Posted By Sophia On 04.25.2008 @ 8:27 am


As i was sitting in the bathroom in the middle of the night, I looked around and up for any sign of a giant florida roach that frequents this location. often, i have experienced the terror that strikes when it makes a move to take flight or run. i always sit with my feet suspended in air to reduce the opportunity that it may have to land on my body. just as i was about to relax and complete my business, i saw it in the corner of the tub. they have a problem making an escapte because it is slick but they sometimes seem to enter airspace like a helicopter and then the direction they take is unpredictable. as a result all my instincts get ready to take flight in the opposite direction. since it was dark, i felt almost helpless to avoid contact. i thought it was begininng to make it’s move so i moored my feet to begin the escape. at that point my sence of hearing was activated by a loud crunch

» Posted By sophia On 01.15.2010 @ 6:14 am

see spot run.

» Posted By sophia On 01.14.2010 @ 9:16 pm


Who, what, when, where, why… who cares, they do. Were all being watched, we cant hide what we do. The system is upon us.

» Posted By Sophia On 01.10.2010 @ 7:59 am


“It’s funny you should mention a headband,” she said. “I happen to be wearing one right now!”

She dressed up to do homework. Costumey gold necklace, earrings, headband, giant glasses, layers of clothing and…sweatpants?

“I look like an alien; I have a funny shaped head”.

» Posted By Sophia On 11.10.2009 @ 3:08 am


His shield was something of the intangible. As he spoke, his words were like weapons. He could only point, shoot, and make her cry. As his heart was covered.

» Posted By Sophia On 11.04.2009 @ 3:36 pm


The feeling of the west wind blowing on my skin made me feel alive. I felt the rush of movement, of power, of pure, incandescent happiness and knew that for once, I was under the spotlight.

» Posted By Sophia On 11.24.2009 @ 11:39 am


Thinking of flower Pedals…i once stuffed a flower in my mouth, when i was small. I thought that since it smelled so good that it must taste delicious. I was mistaken…roses do not at all taste delicious.

» Posted By sophia On 12.04.2009 @ 2:25 pm


there was one an army of little mice that would trample its way through the unfortunate woman’s kitchen, eating anything that was so unlucky as so to be in its path. She would often discover her entire kitchen annihilated as a result; her bank account was bankrupt due to her unfortunate circumstances. she later died unhappy.

» Posted By sophia On 12.02.2009 @ 7:31 pm


what is that? i dont know thats so coo;l. i once saw this wallpaper that was with mario, wich is wierd, cuase i literelalyl JSUT say it on stumble upon. but anyway, i wrote that then i wrote butt fro some starnge reason. i wonder if spelling counts on this because i hope it does. or grammar. waiflasfjaslkfh
blah wow i just spent a whole long time writeing about that.

» Posted By Sophia On 12.22.2009 @ 1:38 am


stud. mike reynolds. studdly studlerson. stud. studded. studded belt. stud muffin. studdly. stud..fuck.

» Posted By sophia On 12.12.2009 @ 3:12 pm


I am nothing. I am large but I am small, I do not understand my physiology and feel it would be a waste to. I want to follow my dreams, but they too are unknown.

Myself is not myself because myself is a figment of my own reality

» Posted By sophia On 03.13.2010 @ 8:46 pm


A card game that can be played by 2 or more players.
Also a ruler can make that sound.

» Posted By sophia On 02.01.2010 @ 10:40 am


a bundle of joy. happiness fun babies are bundles delivery. ups truck. idek omg. a person? says person. uhhhhhhhhhhhh, package.

» Posted By sophia On 01.30.2010 @ 4:40 pm


iam hooked on phonics. it doesn’t make sense. but that’s ok. this is silly. i am crazy. this is what my mind is like. i am hooked on sunshine and happiness. and friendship. and love. they seem to be lacking right now but it’s ok. i am always optimistic about the future. i am hooked on pot. it is good. i am hooked on boys. they are cute. i am hooked on books and paints and learning. and fish. i like movies too. i like to write. i am hooked on food. mmm. i love cereal that sounds so gooood right now! i used t like dr pepper and ice cream but now i am, hooked on health. i also like fishing1 i am hooked on hooking! god i am lame. are you going to read this?? who is going to read this??

» Posted By sophia On 01.19.2010 @ 6:03 pm


I held the clipboard so that it rested in my arm. I scanned the list on the paper clipped to the hard wood. The name was not there.

» Posted By Sophia On 01.18.2010 @ 9:21 pm


silver with plug and drain. clean ans shiney. designer kitchen. belfast, butler sink in a garden growing mould.

» Posted By sophia On 01.16.2010 @ 7:22 pm


Let’s pool our resources and get an Xbox. I know I have more important things to do with my money. I know my Dad just lost his job. I just want to do something for myself and I don’t care about anyone else. I want to be selfish.

» Posted By Sophia On 10.11.2009 @ 12:19 pm


Wagging tongues had never deterred her when she set her mind to something. This time was no different. She loved who she loved and there would be no further consideration given to the gossiping hens. Who cares if he didn’t look like everyone else? Who cares if he was rich? Who cares if he grew up in a rich suburb?

» Posted By Sophia On 10.11.2009 @ 7:18 am


She walked into the kitchen and saw the spot of flour on the counter. The rage entered into her mind and she through the living room up the stairs and slammed the door open. She looked around the room and saw the little girl crouched in the corner by the window. She stalked across the room and grabbed her by her hair

» Posted By Sophia On 10.09.2009 @ 3:30 pm


Wasting time and holding back and not taking chances is tragic. I need to just go and tell him how I feel.

» Posted By Sophia On 03.27.2010 @ 7:01 pm

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