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You are the person that watches me, when I am not looking. The unknown lover the one I might love back. I hope that you will me smile or frown, what ever I am feeling I hope you are feel
» Posted By Vi On 05.20.2014 @ 12:16 pm
Size. What a ridiculous point. Shoe sizes. Jean sizes. Ring sizes. I suppose it is necessary to have sizes, but why have such a problem with them. They don’t define you. Why let them control your life?
» Posted By Vi On 01.16.2013 @ 9:09 am
he didn’t let me know where. it’s something that doesnt really come up when you’re young. when you just got married and haven’t even gotten a place away from his roomates yet. when you just got your rings back from being ingraved. when you’re happy, you don’t ask where he wanted to be burried.
» Posted By vi On 10.16.2012 @ 9:17 am
something that happens and you don’t know why. I’m an atheist so I think this word is bullshit. It’s a security blanket. A word used when someone isn’t educated enough to figure out why something happened. Science is usually the answer. Not fucking religion. Not ever
» Posted By Vi On 09.03.2012 @ 11:44 pm
he goes and distributes a lot of products and when he gets sued,he has to say that I am NOT responsible, I only distribute.
Like…sorrow. Im not responsibe if someone ELSE has made me uhappy
» Posted By vi On 06.26.2012 @ 10:13 pm
What tires me most, is boredom. I never feel tired when i m not bored. Being interested in what you do is the best thing to do if you do not want to get tired
» Posted By vi On 11.06.2011 @ 1:34 am
Riots are the worst thing that can happen in a society. It generally happens when a community of people went out their anger on the rest of society, either for personal aims or to take revenge. Riots must be stopped for a happy and peaceful society. The government should ensure security to its people so that people don’t engage in riots.
» Posted By vi On 10.28.2011 @ 10:49 pm
I suppose I should have seen it coming, all of this, but really it was kind of a shock,I don’t know why it was, but it was. The fact that here I was doing the exact same thing as I always did truly did come as a shock to me but upon further reflection I realized I had known all along that it would come to this. So, subconsciously, I knew that I was going to become this way. I suppose I should have done something to stop it, but THAT would have been against everything I was up until that point.
» Posted By Vi On 10.03.2011 @ 4:36 pm
in the closet? Secrets even. Or fearful things. Scary. Death even. Bad things. Bad omens. Maybe the past too. What does it all mean? Who did it? Explanation? None. Time is ending. It’s over. Doom.
» Posted By Vi On 07.23.2011 @ 4:40 pm
I was expecting something else from that. What I don’t know it just wasn’t what I expected, what I wanted. I figured there’d be something more, there’s always something more. But I guess there’s an exception to that. There wasn’t more this time. All there was now was disappointment, and let me tell you I was not expecting that.
» Posted By Vi On 07.09.2011 @ 9:57 pm
The train station was full but it mattered not. I couldn’t hear the din of the others over the music blaring in my ears, it was always present it seemed, the music, that was probably because I couldn’t leave home with out it, without something to mask the horrible noises of the world around me. Because when you tune that out you can see the world as a beautiful place, it’s all about what you select.
» Posted By Vi On 06.14.2011 @ 2:04 pm
“Remember remember the fifth of November, the gunpowder treason and plot, I see no reason that the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot” the words went through my mind, the meter of the poem flowing nicely. Guy Fawkes, an interesting guy, and V for Vendetta, and interesting film, both had peaked my interest even at the young age of thirteen.
» Posted By Vi On 05.30.2011 @ 3:14 pm
Pretzels. He was sick of them, making them every day would do that to someone. He worked for Auntie Anne’s pretzels, he saw so many people every day and he looked down on them as they frivolously spent money as he worked so hard to get it. It was a problem for him this job. He was only sixteen but he already felt annoyed and overworked.
» Posted By Vi On 05.22.2011 @ 5:50 pm
She was far from a domestic, but she found herself cleaning, cooking and taking the kids to and from soccer practice. Is this really what I want? She’d ask herself almost daily and always the answer was no. She couldn’t stand the life she had built for herself. But what else could she do, especially now that the kids relied on her. But if she kept doing this she’d go positively postal.
» Posted By Vi On 05.19.2011 @ 12:49 pm
She felt like a wasteland. Like a big emotionless wasteland. That was the way that he made her feel. And it was awful. She hated feeling like that. She absolutely hated it. She wanted to feel loved by him. She deserved to be loved. He owed her that much.
» Posted By Vi On 05.13.2011 @ 2:21 pm
“Whoa! Your happy glow, it’s blinding.” he said.
“I am not glowing. Now shut it.” she said to him as her cheeks began to flood with colour.
“You sure about that?” he asked.
“Yes, I am entirely sure that I am not glowing.” she said shooting him a glare before walking away.
» Posted By Vi On 05.12.2011 @ 8:26 pm
You could see all of her bones, she was so thin. She hadn’t really eaten in days. She had lost seventeen pounds in three weeks. It was due to the stress of all of it. He thought he had it hard, he had no idea, he might have been the one that was dying but he wasn’t the one that looked like it. She was all bone by now, she was losing weight that she couldn’t really afford to lose in the first place.
» Posted By Vi On 05.11.2011 @ 5:13 pm
He lined up the console. Ready to kick some zombie ass. It was a nice way to spend the night. First mindlessly killing zombies then later switching to go on an epic kill streak, it was the only thing he did anymore. He sat in the cold dark basement, the plasma screen brightly glowing from its place on the wall. And he didn’t think at all.
» Posted By Vi On 05.10.2011 @ 5:01 pm
She walked down the stairs and to the kitchen in a borrowed crew neck shirt of his. It was nice and soft, faded to pink with wear. As she looked around the modern kitchen she tried to get her bearings, and to try and figure out if there would be anything edible there. The chances of it were slim.
» Posted By Vi On 05.09.2011 @ 5:41 pm
Her birth was nothing remarkable, not like the typical hero’s journey. There was really nothing to say about it. Born to relatively wealthy parents, and the pawned off to the nanny. It was hardly anything special. But that didn’t mean that she wasn’t.
» Posted By Vi On 05.08.2011 @ 12:03 pm
She wavered for a moment. Her smile faltered, she was remembering someone else. Someone from before. She look to the ground as the memories came rushing back to her. She didn’t want them to. She thought she had managed to forget all of it. But the memory of his funeral was too vivid in her mind.
» Posted By Vi On 05.07.2011 @ 4:10 pm
Her heel dug into the ground. She didn’t know where she was being taken exactly. But then it hit her, the epiphany of it. They were taking her to the place where it all started.
» Posted By Vi On 05.06.2011 @ 11:10 pm
Her eyeliner was running down her face due to the rain. She was laughing as she danced through the breaking sky. She had once scoffed at the girl who did this, thinking that they looked like such messes with their eyeliner ruining their painted on faces, but now, she couldn’t care less, she knew how sparce these moments were and she didn’t want to waste them thinking about things that didn’t matter.
» Posted By Vi On 05.05.2011 @ 1:40 pm
It was summer camp. She didn’t know what to expect. She had never been to summer camp before. So as she was dropped off she looked over her shoulder in a final farewell to her parents, picked up her bags and moved on. No place to start like the present right? Who knew what this camp entailed. She just hoped that it wouldn’t be like “Holes” where she had to fend off yellowspotted lizards and dig a 5×5 hole everyday.
» Posted By Vi On 05.04.2011 @ 6:10 pm
The bandana was wrapped tightly around my bleeding leg. It was all I had to stop the bleeding, and I really didn’t want to die out here. I mean where was here anyway? I had absolutely no clue. I just woke up here in the jungle, a standard survival kit at my side, and my leg spurting blood, making the ground wet and sticky beneath me.
» Posted By Vi On 05.02.2011 @ 6:08 pm
I have never liked fluorescent lights. Too harsh. I was always in favor of sunlight really. It was always so damn beautiful, especially the way that everything looked perfect in sunlight, it was like mother nature was telling us that even if we aren’t perfect, she’ll help us become that. But with the artificial fluorescent lights everything becomes a lie.
» Posted By Vi On 05.01.2011 @ 3:49 pm
Mode. It was a word that started with the letter ‘m’, which was followed closely by the alphabet ‘o’, the the curious fourth alphabet ‘d’, and finally, the last letter that made up the word, ‘e’. To say that ‘Mode’ was an interesting word, was an understatement. On the contrary, it was hardly intriguing.
» Posted By Vi On 04.24.2009 @ 7:35 am
I pretend I’m lost in a sea of sepia tones and swelling overboard flash dolphin dive in sea world eating dolphins on a stick dolphin fins attached to flame and fire.
» Posted By Vi On 05.04.2009 @ 12:27 pm
She could feel her fingers wrap around the small, maroon velvet purse. Her mind was screaming at her hands not to do so, yet her fingers delicately plucked up the purse from his hand. Her eyes was pinned to the gleaming pearl on the purse, shimmering in the light of the moon.
» Posted By Vi On 04.02.2009 @ 6:39 am
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The bracelet was silver, with a unique design engraved onto it. It seemed to be flowers growing along a vine that twisted about the entire bracelet. In the middle of it, was a clasp, studded with a beautiful pink pearl. Her topaz lay right in the middle of the silver bracelet.
» Posted By Vi On 03.31.2009 @ 5:37 am