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I want to immortalize myself and I want to cease to exist. I don’t want to die I don’t want want want I want want want and it makes me want to die and live.

» Posted By tori On 08.15.2012 @ 1:10 am


I robbed a bank one day. I swear to God that I didn’t mean to. The demons, they told me to. They hypnotized me so that I could rob the bank. I stole over a million dollars. I killed two people. I injured many. I am bad. Bad, bad, bad. However the demons, they tell me otherwise. They tell me that I did well.

» Posted By Tori On 08.13.2012 @ 8:44 pm


Above all he stood, clipboard in hand. He loved the tingle of telling people where to go, what to do, and how to do it. That tingle gave him to gift of the thrill of killing. The clipboard and the knife were one in the same.

» Posted By Tori On 07.11.2012 @ 11:31 am


Dance :) ’nuff said

» Posted By Tori On 07.01.2012 @ 6:49 pm


Saturdays are the best days of the week. School is out and you don’t need to worry about homework yet. You are finally free from the jailhouse called school and you can roam free with all your friends. unless you dont have any.

» Posted By Tori On 06.29.2012 @ 1:40 pm


she thought and thought about what she wanted to do with her life. she couldn’t become a boring old doctor. she had to be something new, something fresh. she thought long and hard. BAM, the idea just popped into her head. she could be a door-to-door salesperson! it was perfect!

» Posted By Tori On 06.26.2012 @ 6:02 pm


God’s love is like seeds. You plant it deep inside you where it’s roots grow, but no one else can see it. It flowers and blooms into something incredibly beautiful.

» Posted By Tori On 06.24.2012 @ 7:06 pm


Fractures in time are like when Bernard has pressed the stop button on his watch. everything breaks for one moment however you can decide how to fits it and restore time. Fractures are like gifts.

» Posted By Tori On 06.22.2012 @ 5:43 am


first of all persons suck. persons are rude very rude. they walk over you and say i love you but dont mean it. persons plus i hate this word i say people!are terrible! like this one girl i meat total bfff…right??? wrong she parades around like a slut which breaks my heart because now every man in my life someohow is now in hers…wel i hate persons ! enough said.

» Posted By Tori On 06.20.2012 @ 10:00 pm


My pits are sweaty when I run and when I jump around. I like cherries, but the pits freak me out.

» Posted By Tori On 06.20.2012 @ 10:15 am

when it gets hot out, your pits will start to sweat, and when they sweat you stink. And when you stink, people avoid you. Then you will be a loner. Deodorant is your friend. Trust me on this one.

» Posted By Tori On 06.19.2012 @ 1:51 pm


The old cathdral saw many events pass through, withered by time. Marriage, death, happiness, lonliness.

» Posted By Tori On 06.14.2012 @ 3:05 pm

The withered old cathdral saw many events pass through, withered by time. Marriage, death, happiness, lonliness.

» Posted By Tori On 06.14.2012 @ 3:05 pm

The withered old cathdral saw many events pass through, withered by time. Mariage, death, happiness, lonliness.

» Posted By Tori On 06.14.2012 @ 3:05 pm


Brief. The perfect word to describe our meeting. It was in the subway station, on a rainy Sunday morning. We brushed up against one another, exchanging “sorries” and “excuse mes”. I saw him, and then he was gone. But he was significant. More than just a random meeting on a busy morning. So much more, I could feel it.

» Posted By Tori On 06.12.2012 @ 1:58 pm


Racket, my family upstairs is making a racket and I’m trying to work. Our house is always a racket full of loud bangings and clashings and goings on. I love it. I love them. Actually I’m the one that makes a racket.

» Posted By Tori On 06.10.2012 @ 11:42 pm

When I was younger I had a tennis racket, I know that’s not how you spell it but that’s how I always though of it. It was beautiful sleek and shiny and to this day I regret not play tennis because of that magical racket.

» Posted By Tori On 06.10.2012 @ 11:37 pm


Jelly is a part of my childhood. Specifically strawberry jelly, paired with crunchy peanut butter on wheat bread crimped without crusts. That is my childhood.

» Posted By Tori On 06.06.2012 @ 11:39 pm


a hat. or a top to something.

» Posted By Tori On 06.03.2012 @ 11:18 am


It can be a hassle to get ready in the morning before school. I think it’s mostly because I get busy doing other things and don’t give myself enough time to get ready. (I like to check Facebook, read the news, etc. each morning.) I NEVER allow enough time to do my hair right, and I’m never happy with it. I really, really, really need to learn to allow myself more time to get ready. I think my whole day would go better I did. That’s my goal for the next school year (even for the next two weeks of summer school).

» Posted By Tori On 06.01.2012 @ 7:23 am


reminds me of going from a cocoon to a butterfly. the ultimate transformation and metamorphosis.

» Posted By tori On 05.27.2012 @ 12:20 pm


Looking back now, I realise I did what needed to be done. He was an insect, a parasite that was slowly sucking the life out of me. Even when I craved that from him because it meant he was paying attention.

» Posted By tori On 05.14.2012 @ 1:55 pm


Disregarding what he had said about her family, she frowned, turning back to him. “You’re such an ass,” she said, hitting him in the shoulder. They both knew she couldn’t do any real damage, but she wanted some proof that she could mark him at least.

» Posted By Tori On 05.13.2012 @ 9:46 pm


It’s the oldest, most basic of instincts. Something we crave, something we loathe, something we feel is as necessary as air but is actually nowhere near that vital. Yet still, we all strive to feel it, at least once.

» Posted By tori On 05.10.2012 @ 12:35 pm


He was the complete opposite of me. The life of the party. The one who could draw every eye in a room just by entering it. Maybe that’s why we could never last.

» Posted By tori On 05.09.2012 @ 11:54 am


He never wrote anything the way it should be written. The note was all in shorthand, choppy sentences and fragments of thoughts that I could never seem to put together into anything that made sense.

» Posted By tori On 05.08.2012 @ 11:39 am


He really was the best I ever had. There is no one on this earth who can compare to him, and yet… He was cast in the perfect role, nominated to be the one who made my world come crashing down.

» Posted By tori On 05.05.2012 @ 2:27 pm


I am deaf to every word he speaks, every pretty lie that falls from his lips. I refuse to listen any longer.

» Posted By tori On 05.03.2012 @ 7:50 pm


I never thought it would come to that day. The ties that bound us seemed too strong to ever break… Everything eventually comes apart though.

» Posted By tori On 05.02.2012 @ 12:44 pm

we are all separate

» Posted By tori On 05.01.2012 @ 6:29 pm

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