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I remember every year my best friend and I took balloons and tied secrets to them in envelopes with addresses, then we let them go. I never did get a letter back. I miss my best friend and our little traditions like that one, though.

» Posted By Tori On 05.19.2010 @ 5:44 pm


little kid godzilla destruction. sharp corner bruises. primary colors.

» Posted By tori On 04.26.2010 @ 10:58 pm


A boat propeller is a propulsive mechanism. It is useful in making the boat speed along in the water. It’s a simple piece of technology but has proved quite useful over the years. Without it, the Titanic would never have sailed!

» Posted By Tori On 04.18.2010 @ 1:47 pm


Crying is a reflex for me. People tell me I’m just being whiny, but I can’t help it. As much as I would like to, I can’t stop being pathetic on a whim.

» Posted By Tori On 05.17.2010 @ 6:01 pm


I don’t know what destiny I could possibly have. I don’t believe in love, and my strong belief I used to have in true happiness is fading more each day.

» Posted By Tori On 05.16.2010 @ 1:43 pm


sometimes i stand around awkwardly not knowing where im going. then i ponder life and where im going with that. i hope that something catches my eye so im not standing so randomly doing nothing. then i play with my phone, but no one texts me nor calls me…so im left standing..again.

» Posted By tori On 05.11.2010 @ 6:29 pm


I was on the subway once we went into a car and there was this awful smell because there happened to be puke on the floor of the car. That was very upsetting for my friends from New jersey on their first visit to Boston.

» Posted By Tori On 04.14.2010 @ 6:14 pm


I can’t deny it. I love her. Why should I deny anything? Never apologize for the truth. Life’s way too short for that bullshit. Seriously. I will never deny being gay. It’s like denying who I am. Who I love is who I am.

» Posted By Tori On 11.27.2008 @ 4:42 pm


To remember things that has been forgotten. People, events, and words. It hard, but the things that are important we always remember. Unlike Daniel, who remembers nothings, his memory his blank and my love is always runing dry. Without he remembering me and me remembering him there is nothing.

» Posted By Tori On 01.31.2009 @ 10:54 pm


There was once a locked door a long, long, long time ago. Everyone wanted to open it. But no one could. Then one day a little door came to the door and tried to open it. It opened only a little. Everyone was amazed and smiled at the girl. She died a two days later. The door of death!

» Posted By Tori On 01.30.2009 @ 9:36 pm

The door was locked, and I couldn’t get in. But I tried so hard. You were behind it, and I wanted you. To be in your memories and your heart. But your door was locked, you heart closed.

» Posted By Tori On 01.30.2009 @ 8:48 pm


it makes you think
what have I missed?
what have I ignored?
that is now gone
change is bad
in between

» Posted By Tori On 01.22.2009 @ 7:06 am


individual. unique. a representation of the person i am. not like anything or anyone around me. i’m special. i cant and wont conform to anyone else’s standards or ideas of how i live my life. i do what is best for me to insure i leave my mark, my imprint, my fingerprint on the world.

» Posted By Tori On 04.02.2009 @ 7:51 pm


He stole her purse away and ran as fast as he could. He felt bad, but his family needed the money, any money he could get. His mother was sick and had cancer. They were poor and lived in the “hood.” So he would do anything to help his family.

» Posted By Tori On 04.01.2009 @ 7:52 pm


as she sat at the counter it happened… I crept up her spine and strangeled her voice as she tried too produce sounds with her useless throat.

» Posted By Tori On 03.14.2009 @ 8:50 pm


A scarf is a beautiful thing. I have many of them in all kinds of colors. Red ones, purple ones, striped ones, long ones, short ones. Haha long and short isn’t a color, that was stupid. My dog even wears a scarf, that is before she tore it into pieces. That scarf is no more anymore, wow that sounded weird. Anyways, i want to buy more scarfs for the winter. Its nice when it keeps your neck warm. It keeps me from getting a cold too.

» Posted By Tori On 07.20.2008 @ 11:29 am


her English teacher stared at her intently. She had written the sentence on the board no less than 3 minutes ago, and the teacher still hadn’t said a word. She proof-read her sentence over and over again, until she finally realized what was wrong. While the rest of the sentence was grammatically perfect, it was missing an important element of punctuation – a comma.

» Posted By Tori On 09.24.2009 @ 5:53 pm


I’ll check on you two later. I hope it’s not what I think it is, but I know what’s behind these closed doors. And it sucks. You took the rug out from under my feet. Thanks alot. I can’t believe I’m talking to you even now.

» Posted By Tori On 09.23.2009 @ 4:49 pm


he turned on his side. his clock read 4:15. It was the time when nobody but streetwalkers and street cleaners were up. Nobody was awake, and even if they stirred, they weren’t truly conscious. He opened his groggy eyes again. The time was now 4:17. If this kept up, he’d be out of bed by 5.

» Posted By Tori On 09.22.2009 @ 1:05 pm


she could not concentrate if her life depended on it. Thoughts raced through her mind at the speed of light times two, with only a few short breaks in between. There was no way she would finish in time.

» Posted By Tori On 09.20.2009 @ 1:04 pm


she looked at him. He had a confident look on his face, a wonderfully intense expression. She knew that as long as she stuck with him, she would never lose her way – and that’s exactly what she did.

» Posted By Tori On 09.18.2009 @ 8:31 pm


he looked at the cold ground. What was that he saw? Just a piece of chewed-up gum. But wait, next to that was a bright, shiny penny. Brand new, like he’d never seen before. It was heads up, good luck. He slipped it in his pocket and off he went.

» Posted By Tori On 09.16.2009 @ 5:55 pm


i like to take showers!

» Posted By Tori On 09.15.2009 @ 10:54 am


he looked at her quizzically. Her question made sense; it was relevant, obviously well thought-out. The problem was the answer was so obvious. But if it was so obvious, why couldn’t he think of an response?

» Posted By Tori On 09.11.2009 @ 7:36 pm


she grabbed either end of the shoelaces. She glanced up at her friend, who was watching her intently. She pulled the ends carefully around one another and pulled them tight. What she got as a result was astounding. There, sitting neatly and evenly on the top of her shoe, was a perfectly symmetrical bow.

» Posted By Tori On 09.09.2009 @ 2:11 pm


He looked at the bulletin board hanging near the front entrance of the store. There were many papers tacked to the board; advertisements, lost pet notices, upcoming events in the area. But by far the most eye-catching sheet was the one with the large red WANTED stamped across the top, with the picture of a rather menacing looking male underneath.

» Posted By Tori On 09.08.2009 @ 2:34 pm


he looked at his creation. It was ludicrous how much damage it had caused, and it would only get worse if it wasn’t stopped now. He took one last look at the robot, and as he pulled the plug out of it’s back, it let out one last electronic bleep.

» Posted By Tori On 09.05.2009 @ 10:54 am


The dog started barking as the fire raged through the house, burning the entire thing down in seconds. The dog made it out, whining as his leg was covered in burns, crying because his master was lost forever. Red alert.

» Posted By Tori On 07.10.2009 @ 11:12 am

he turned around, completely dumbfounded by what he saw. He couldn’t imagine how it had happened, or even what had caused it to occur. But it did. And he couldn’t stop it. It was too late to stop anything at this point, and he would have to live with his actions until his dying day – and hers, which wouldn’t be long. His eyes welled up with tears and his throat closed slightly. The sight of her lying lifeless on the ground was enough to snatch his own will to live.

» Posted By Tori On 07.10.2009 @ 10:18 am


He turned to his love. She stood there, gracefully, without movement. His heart skipped a beat. Every time he saw her, it was as if it was still the first time he laid eyes upon her. His blood pressure still rose as it did the very first day they met. Speaking now would become difficult, for as his voice wavered, she could tell what was going through his mind. But he was ready. He slipped the ring on her dainty finger, and began reciting his vows.

» Posted By Tori On 07.09.2009 @ 12:57 pm

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