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flip

this is a bad world where in this dimension things are upside down and when you turn around, there is nothing to see or do except grey smoke stilted against a rotting horizon. i was too busy talking on the phone to care.

» Posted By sophie On 04.04.2012 @ 1:55 am

charms

there was nothing left in this world with a twinkle and nobody’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the sun. science had stripped it down to a ball of fire in the sky with the potential to one day kill us. everything could kill us. everything was dangerous. everything could influence us. subliminal messages under my fingernails, when i gazed out the window, on the doodles etched in my school desk.

» Posted By sophie On 04.01.2012 @ 10:18 am

rainy

there were forty seven blades of grass with dew drops caught in them. i counted for as long as i could before the bus came. this morning, it was only a minute because i had been late. when i was on the bus, i watched the raindrops race down the window panes before they trickled into each other to their death. i thought; this is all i will ever see.

» Posted By sophie On 03.31.2012 @ 8:33 am

fixed

I don’t like the word ‘fixed’, because then it sounds like something is broken. I don’t like the word ‘broken’. I think ‘broken’ makes everything seem hopeless, because if something has been broken once, it will probably get broken again. I like to think that nothing needs ‘fixed’. Things can be ‘helped’, ‘rehabilitated’, ‘worked-on’ but nothing should have to be ‘fixed’. I feel things aren’t as simple as they seem.

» Posted By sophie On 03.21.2012 @ 4:38 pm

ratings

I don’t see things in numbers. When people ask me to ‘rate’ something from 1 to 10, I really don’t know what to do. I could rate something on a scale of brown to yellow, peas to macaroni and cheese, ants to cats, Moneyball to The Goonies, but not from 1 to 10.

» Posted By sophie On 03.20.2012 @ 4:26 pm

pageant

Sandra Bullock. She was in a pageant. It doesn’t seem like there should be that second ‘a’ in pageant. It really doesn’t. That trips me up sometimes. Not that I write the word ‘pageant’ very often. I don’t. I usually only speak of pageants when I’m talking about Toddler’s and Tiara’s, which I guess is a little sad because television is so very annoying.

» Posted By sophie On 03.19.2012 @ 6:59 pm

pastel

colourful, smudges easily, pretty, pale, girlie. fireworks pictures. pinks blues yellows greens purples

» Posted By Sophie On 03.17.2012 @ 12:10 am

gourmet

Delicious, luscious, beautiful food lavishly piled high on a silver bench top. Free, never-ending and of the highest, golden quality, this is the food of the gods. Ambrosia, nectar, spinach and all manner of incredible delights await you on this bench top. It is divine.

» Posted By Sophie On 03.10.2012 @ 6:56 pm

brunch

I love it when i have brunch and have an amazing time with the person i love and talk/discuss about subjects I thInk are irrelevant and I calm continue to talk about the people that keep me going!!!!

» Posted By Sophie On 03.09.2012 @ 3:00 am

Brunch is a mixture of breakfast and lunch. When I think of brunch, I think of having a gross salad at my Grandma’s house after church. I also think of my dad acting like he doesn’t care and doesn’t want to be there. Brunch isn’t healthy to have every day because you should have three full meals a day.

» Posted By Sophie On 03.08.2012 @ 5:48 pm

swing

Let’s go fly a kite and swing by the fire and pretend we’re young and fall in love like we’ve been best friends since we were children :)

At least that’s the fantasy that I have in mind and would love some boy to fulfill!!!!

Come to meeeeeee my love hehe

» Posted By Sophie On 03.06.2012 @ 11:30 pm

Let’s go fly a kite and swing by the fire and pretend we’re young and fall in love like we’ve been best friends since we were children :)

At least that’s the fantasy that I have in mind and would love some boy to fulfill!!!!

Come to meeeeeee my love hehe

» Posted By Sophie On 03.06.2012 @ 11:19 pm

town

My town is very small. I live there since I was born. I want some day to live in another town bigger and more clean . But I ‘m gonna miss my friends .

» Posted By sophie On 03.05.2012 @ 6:41 am

sweat

Sweating is a good thing. A very good thing. Sweat means that you’re getting what you’re working for. It means that calories, fat, and weight are being lost. It means that you’re giving it your all, and going as hard as you can. Sweat shows that you are brave, and don’t give up. Sweat shows you fight for what you want, and won’t give up until you get it.

» Posted By Sophie On 03.04.2012 @ 5:28 am

liberty

I wish I had the liberty to leave you
to let you go
I wish I had the freedom
to severe these binds that keep me here
with there ties, chains, and dysfunctional loyalty.
I wish I had the liberty to leave you
but I love you
addicted
obsessed
I love you
and that’s why I can’t go.

» Posted By Sophie On 01.19.2012 @ 7:49 pm

accordion

A man once ate an accordion and made weird noises for the rest of his life then he choked and died, because he ate an accordion.

» Posted By Sophie On 01.15.2012 @ 3:13 pm

dozen

Half a dozen people don’t know how to understand my feeling towards this guy I love, he’s just amazing but then again , half a dozen people don’t realize there are girls who love them. they just need to realize the love can be powerful.
The excuses aren’t real in this case.

» Posted By Sophie On 01.07.2012 @ 8:58 am

trunk

The growth from the trunk. Life sprouted from it. Te hope of new being, new existence. The fresh greenness of hope. Life begining. Hope fostered.

» Posted By Sophie On 01.03.2012 @ 5:37 pm

champagne

My first sip of champagne was bubbly and sweet. Normally i hate alcohol’s dark and bitter taste but that little swallow of champagne tasted…. good. I must have very cultured tastes, right? That sweetness was a beautiful touch on my tongue and I felt elated for a moment… it’s odd, I remember being so happy that first time I tried champagne, and yet at the time the sensation was barely noticeable.

» Posted By sophie On 01.02.2012 @ 5:41 pm

platinum

Her hair glittered as her head broke the surface of the water, her eyes flashing in an instant of blindness, before her vision cleared.
“Sophie!” she called, her soft lip beckonng me into the warm mirror-pool quarry.
He breasts heaved, pale in the moon light, as she dipped down again. this was the night everything would change.

» Posted By sophie On 12.07.2011 @ 5:36 pm

return

the return was easy, the going was hard. the thick windows and red, half-open doors banging in the wind. the gaps in faces, chips in bricks like air was stealing crumbs of life at every second. how do you hold it all back? where are the barriers. do they exist? it is all too easy to go.

» Posted By Sophie On 12.07.2011 @ 9:19 am

positively

I’m positively positive that when you possessed the paper it was peppered with a purple paint. Pointless.

» Posted By Sophie On 11.10.2011 @ 12:01 pm

prints

Prints, again. I had just written, no new word? Does artistic talent run so free and wild it must be recopied onto another page. Extracted slowly, painfully. The last source of inspiration like pressing a lemon against a juicer hoping to get more juice and no seed. This is a print, but no original.

» Posted By Sophie On 11.10.2011 @ 9:27 am

She took a leaf and pressed the dark ruby red of it’s veins onto the page. Holding down for one, two, three, breathe. Four, five, six, press harder. Seven, eight, nine, Print. Embossed eternal, to be discovered at the age of twenty, eleven years later.

» Posted By Sophie On 11.10.2011 @ 9:25 am

tires

man.. when i think about tires.. i just think about cars. its crazy, as we are sitting comfortable in the car, we dont even realize how much work our tires go through.. roadkill… dog shit.. the stuff they roll in, well heck, lets just give it up for our tires because we all know how fucking awesome they are… i love how they

» Posted By sophie On 11.06.2011 @ 10:35 am

profound

the lake was very profound..it stretched into the depth endlessly and no one had ever been to the bottom. there could be sunken ships or treasures down there or maybe some unknown creature that no one had ever heard of. it was said to be so unbelievably deep that it was impossible to ever know what was at the bottom.

» Posted By Sophie On 11.03.2011 @ 7:47 am

artistry

take something and turn it into art…show off your artistry. penguin, fish, turtle, pumpkin…take an idea and turn it into something else! this is a skill we all have deep down.

» Posted By sophie On 10.27.2011 @ 2:47 am

advice

No one knows how to give advice. Some of us know that, some of us don’t. Those who give advice really wish someone was giving them advice. But no one ever does. Those of us receiving advice really wish no one was giving us advice. But it always seems like someone is.

» Posted By Sophie On 10.15.2011 @ 11:36 pm

i would like to give you some advice, but i feel that in doing so my bias will seep through, leak through, settle somewhere, perhaps tangle into almost every letter of every word and then i’ll sit there, as if naked, hoping that you think i’m wearing tight fitted nude clothing – or are too busy looking out your own window to notice the worry on my face.

» Posted By Sophie On 10.15.2011 @ 8:48 pm

scout

“I love you scout,” my dad always called me scout. Though, I was no Finch, I was just Emily. Just so happens dad loved to call me scout. I think he’d like it better if I was more like a Finch. That way maybe I could amount to something even if it was just walking a man to his door.

» Posted By Sophie On 10.15.2011 @ 10:35 am

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