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I would rather be blind than deaf.
I could still talk to others, listening to shows, and there has to be some kind of special computer I could use to be able to still use it.
Still I would rather not be blind.
» Posted By Sophie On 09.16.2012 @ 9:34 am
Breathing disability chemicals oxygen gust deliberater hospital gasp
» Posted By Sophie On 09.13.2012 @ 12:18 pm
A dysfunctional family, a lonely girl in the middle of it all. Or maybe a lonely boy? Fighting parents or pissy siblings, it’s hell. So dark and scary, lonely and makes them angry.
» Posted By Sophie On 09.12.2012 @ 7:48 pm
headphones remind me of one of the first boys i dated. he gave me a pair of headphones i really wanted (im always listening to music) but ironically, i didnt have an ipod right around that time and i had to wait until christmas. so i remember putting them on everywhere but they were never plugged into anything. i just loved them so much i guess.
» Posted By Sophie On 09.08.2012 @ 9:31 pm
sides can be used in sports. like when there are two teams, and someone will yell “whos side are you on?”. or in a fight when there are two people involved, your friends will make you pick sides.
» Posted By Sophie On 08.25.2012 @ 3:56 am
Side by side we are here together.
For the last time.
So take a look at these eyes, cause you won’t see them again.
It’s my time to go.
I’ll find you there.
Take your time.
Don’t you worry.
Look at my eyes
stay by my side.
» Posted By Sophie On 08.23.2012 @ 5:00 pm
An event could be anything. A birthday, an anniversary. Happy, sad. Unexpected even. An event is different to everyone. An event means something different to every single person who is their to witness that event. Events are love and death
» Posted By Sophie On 08.20.2012 @ 4:14 am
There was an event going on. I was not sure what it was about but there were many people and I had seen the even in the paper. I wanted to go with my friend and I had convinced her to come along. There were many booths and stands and many people gathered around. No one seemed to know what the event was about and we were all wondering what could possibly be going on.
» Posted By Sophie On 08.19.2012 @ 10:20 pm
A zone is a place where someone puts you. Whether it’s the friend zone, the jobless zone, the married zone, it’s a place where you’ve ended up and in a lot of cases, you’ll be stuck there. The end.
» Posted By Sophie On 08.15.2012 @ 3:37 pm
The concept is what it means. But Jill, imagine this, a world of our concepts, our meanings. We hold the powe in our very hands to recreate this world of randomness and make new to the confusing concepts everyone curretly struggles to understand.
» Posted By Sophie On 08.12.2012 @ 2:00 pm
i dare you
to show me everything
not the things anyone else thinks
i want to see
your smile when its rainy
your hair when its sunny
anything that will bring out your highlights
a book that’s opened in front of me
reveals itself to me
be a book
and let me turn your pages
» Posted By Sophie On 08.05.2012 @ 3:47 pm
a secret kept from prying eyes. hidden under a pile of things or behind a secret compartment. a finger poised to scandalous red lips.
» Posted By sophie On 08.03.2012 @ 9:41 pm
i want to bring a camera
wherever we go
i dont care if you look bad
you never look bad
when you smile
the smile that i love
the happiness i want to see
i’ll bring it everywhere
ill be a typical tourist
i hope you dont
m i n d
i’ll bring it everywhere
i want to keep my memories
» Posted By Sophie On 08.02.2012 @ 5:18 pm
If I had a camera I’d take a picture of you now, so that I could remember all of the reasons why I need to stay strong…
» Posted By Sophie On 08.02.2012 @ 1:55 pm
oh mygod im trapped in a revolution of an evolution. i mean, a basement. im trapped all day, trapped all night. when im trapped im out of sight. they see me here, they see me there, trying to find me everywhere. im trapped in reality. i need to get outta here, and go and drink some beer. cause IM TRAPPED!! in capital letters. they see me trapped, they hatin, patrollin and trying catch me trapped in da basement lolz
» Posted By sophie On 08.02.2012 @ 1:52 am
i lost what i thought i never had
you never told me
but i knew it
i knew it from the start
and now i miss everything
oh, what a coincidence to be given such a word on such a day
i want to talk to you
to speak in your tones
tones that i cant say, but you say i say so well
i cant choose
and now ive lost
» Posted By Sophie On 07.30.2012 @ 7:22 pm
i close the cabinet
the same one that your built
shaking the hinges
like a skeleton just
b r o k e n
it turns to dust
fading until i can’t hear the sound anymore
like a beast’s
c r y
a lonely beat
that warped and wound up in a time here
and that beast
» Posted By Sophie On 07.28.2012 @ 4:57 pm
props to you
who held me so highly before i was finished with myself
even after a long time
i continue to grow
taking things lightly
i guess i just wanted to show you
what i could be
who i truly could be
for such a long time passed
you stayed there
after a long time
» Posted By Sophie On 07.27.2012 @ 8:36 pm
An opinion, usually. Announcement. Something that people usually do in a convorsation
» Posted By Sophie On 07.26.2012 @ 11:08 pm
Have you ever had that experience where you’re sat in a classroom and you have a piece of chewing gum in your mouth that has been there for so long it seems it is beginning to rot and fester inside your mouth? Have you ever checked given up resisting the urge to fight through the terrible lack of flavor and checked under the table to see if anyone has experienced a similar problem and so they have stuck their gum to the underside of the desk? I definitely have. Chewing gum is fine, it’s pretty awesome actually, until you end up with a slab of goo inside your gob that tastes like… well, nothing.
Chewing gum etiquette… you can’t stick your gum under the table if there is no gum already there. Which brings us to the dilemma -who originally broke the rule and stuck their gum to the underside of a clean desk? Was it you? If everyone followed the chewing gum etiquette then there would be no body to start of the gum sticking cycle and tables everywhere would be saved.
But where would we stick our gum then? To the floor? To ourselves? To our teachers?
To our teachers.
Ok guys, it’s settled. You can no longer stick your gum to the underside to your desk. You have to stick it to your teachers. Problem solved.
» Posted By Sophie On 07.26.2012 @ 9:54 am
A holder is something that you can use to stand something up while you are gone or if you have your hands full. Holders can be for cups, dolls, books, clothes, trophies, and just about everything else.
» Posted By Sophie On 07.25.2012 @ 6:40 am
ingrained in my mind is the way your hands cupped that blackbird as its eyes slowly shut to small slits in pain, or peace. one or the other. perhaps both. it died in your arms that day and even though i told you there was nothing you could do, you took the blame upon yourself and the image haunted your nightmares for weeks after.
» Posted By sophie On 07.24.2012 @ 12:15 pm
The men carrying the stretcher rushed through the alarmed crowd, shoving people out of the way who stumbled and swore. The men slowed as they reached their destination and shouted incomprehensible things at the gathering group of onlookers.
» Posted By Sophie On 07.18.2012 @ 10:01 pm
bucket is spelt bucket. it is a weird word if you think about it. but i dont have time you think i have to write about a bucket. i think buchets and writing is pretty cool. lke buckets can be very colourful. :)
» Posted By sophie On 07.08.2012 @ 7:48 pm
maybe the problem with my head being like a vessel with holes in the bottom is that i have hardly read any books in my life compared to the geniuses who swim alone in a sea of it, they do not drown in it but float and wave and they are completely alone as the tides sweep across, in and out. but they do not mind at all. that is what i must learn about.
» Posted By sophie On 07.08.2012 @ 11:47 am
it was one of those days when the air felt so heavy that i wondered by midday if i was being choked slowly to death by it. we walked on tiptoes through the woods because we hadn’t worn sufficient shoes and eventually came across a tree house made from dead wood woven around the damp trees. we walked on because it looked like it was rotting and the sight of it made me sad until we came to the trainline.
» Posted By sophie On 07.04.2012 @ 10:32 am
The only crust I ever truely enjoy, and never need any motivation to eat is a stuffed pizza crust. How did someone come up with a way to improve the most gorgeous food for any occassion. Social, proffessional, date or mates.
» Posted By Sophie On 06.28.2012 @ 1:28 pm
there are sparrows in my windpipe and they are trying to sing but their song cannot escape because it hurts my throat and it hurts my core. i think about the crust of your shoulders, the smoothness of the skin, the outer layer and the lumpy sea of organs and little pink guts which lay inside your body, i think about your core and how it does not hurt like mine because i can see it in your eyes.
» Posted By sophie On 06.28.2012 @ 11:42 am
people told me not to think about it as if telling myself over and over not to dwell would actually miraculously help the subject disappear from my head. yet i continued to glance downwards because the more i willed myself the more i was unable to stop looking and to stop my mind accelerating into overdrive at a speed i was overwhelmed by. there was nothing which could stop me and nobody. it was on fire.
» Posted By sophie On 06.23.2012 @ 2:31 pm
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sixty seconds wasn’t enough time to allow myself to prepare for the fall which stood in front of me with the sound of glass shattering around my ears and the dull ringing of my own core. bones and people scattered around me as if in the midst of a blitz and everything turned the colour of jade. your hair looked like silk for a second and then i was asleep and unable to wake up again. i am sorry, i whispered hovering over my own body.
» Posted By sophie On 06.21.2012 @ 12:45 pm