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why do I keep getting this word, this is so not cool. I already wrote about the statosphere. I want something different. I don’t even have much to say on this subject, just nonsensical ramblings. Goat. Pirahna. Archemides. THESE ARE BETTER WOR
» Posted By Angie On 05.24.2013 @ 4:12 pm
i went on a casting call. as they called me, i could feel my hands begin to perspire and heat up…as that happened beads of sweat began to run alongside my face. what was I doing here? am i crazy? my self-doubt will always hold me back unless i break free from it’s grip today. this is my moment!
» Posted By Angie On 05.21.2013 @ 6:43 pm
With her head turned a bit, looking back, you can see that sexy shoulder. She doesn’t have to show her body, she just needs to be herself.
» Posted By Angie On 05.15.2013 @ 7:49 am
It keeps me clean. It smells nice. I like it.
» Posted By Angie On 05.09.2013 @ 2:05 pm
Reality is never good enough for me. And to escape it, I create worlds, fantasies, where all my wildest dreams become reality. Those worlds are in the form of stories.
» Posted By Angie On 05.06.2013 @ 12:06 pm
My personal enemies lay deep within me. The fear of having a bad day. Stepping on the wrong foot. Not succeeding in my efforts.
» Posted By Angie On 04.30.2013 @ 10:23 am
The lies that I told were not all fabricated. The hints of truth hidden behind the shadows cast a light too bright to see with bare eyes.
» Posted By Angie On 04.01.2013 @ 2:20 pm
The glistening sun reflected on his armor. He stood tall and handsome, sword in hand, strong stance and piercing stare.
» Posted By Angie On 03.29.2013 @ 8:57 am
There it is. What you have been avoiding this whole week. When you turned right instead of taking the alley. When you silenced your phone for the whole weekend. When you turned off the TV because of that commercial. And yet, there you stand, facing what you’ve been avoiding.
» Posted By Angie On 03.26.2013 @ 7:10 am
If I sit here long enough with my thoughts pounding so loud in my head, I am sure you’ll be able to hear them. Are you listening?
» Posted By Angie On 03.25.2013 @ 10:08 am
To see the splendor radiating from above. To see her lips moving in a most beautiful song. To set me free and let me be, that is the true blessing from the winged angel.
» Posted By Angie On 03.22.2013 @ 7:53 am
Into space we go and the speed of light’s got nothing on us. Just wait and see how far we’ll go. BLASTED!
» Posted By Angie On 03.14.2013 @ 2:10 pm
The first thing that comes to mind is love. Love is eternal. Even after the body is long gone, the love was real, the love was felt, the love goes on as energy. Eternal as eternal comes. Love.
» Posted By Angie On 03.13.2013 @ 11:14 am
Movies are made to be seen. The director creates the scenes in her mind and then translates them to film. Essentially, the viewer see the director’s mind. We see minds.
» Posted By Angie On 03.12.2013 @ 11:48 am
Her arms were flailing, rapid
waves closed in around her
she felt safe knowing that this is how it would all end.
When she was six, her mother beat her with a wooden spoon.
For some reason, this is the only thought going through her mind.
This is her last moment alive.
» Posted By Angie On 02.19.2013 @ 8:37 am
emma im for you
dont you touch that golden sun
hell and silence, i can fight it.
» Posted By angie On 01.31.2013 @ 10:15 pm
Nobody knows who I am. A stranger to many of them. A friend, maybe? No.
Nobody knows why I am here. A mission? Does the destiny has something for me?
Not me, not you.
» Posted By Angie On 12.22.2012 @ 11:33 am
“Rise”, he said as he looked at me on my knees. How could I deny this brilliant man. I stood up and looked at my hands.
» Posted By Angie On 11.29.2012 @ 3:22 pm
somebody told me once that life wasn’t just about the moments you wanted to live, but the ones you had the obligation to live. It confused me up until the time that those obligations hit me in the face like a pile of bricks.
» Posted By Angie On 11.13.2012 @ 8:27 am
to be on guard all your life preparing for the wars to come and know that everything you do will never guard enough for all the hatred in the world. prepare your love’s for what’s to come and know that you are loved. so well for every one to know…
» Posted By Angie On 11.02.2012 @ 7:22 pm
Since the dog had run out the kids hated her. They bothered her night and day about it. Eventually the verbal abuse escalated to physical violence. They shoved her into a closet and beat her to maintain the peace they said. It was only a precautionary measure to make sure she never did it again. Of course that’s what they told her to keep her quiet, she took it silently and gratefully. The biggest mistake she ever made was buying them a new dog. They didn’t want another dog.
» Posted By Angie On 10.13.2012 @ 11:49 pm
thousand and one men have to fight a hundred bulls of notre dame in the pouring rain yayaya then pizza falls out of the sky and everyone cheers and there is peace.
» Posted By angie On 09.28.2012 @ 9:32 pm
I am afraid that this guy won’t actually like me as much as I like him. I am afraid that I will fail in college and disappoint my entire family. I am afraid of the typos that I am making. I am afraid of wasting time. I’m afraid of judgement even though I’m the harshest. I’m afraid of so many things.
» Posted By Angie On 09.24.2012 @ 2:08 am
“People” is an interesting concept; it can mean a group or society; it is the plural of person. You can talk about several people or you can talk to people. An all-encompassing 6 letter word.
» Posted By Angie On 09.22.2012 @ 8:51 pm
You and me are better together. Together we will fight until forever.
» Posted By Angie On 09.17.2012 @ 10:43 pm
Trying not to think but I’m still thinking. What is alive really? Aside from the opposite of death? Is living like.. I don’t know what to say. What is the purpose of it? I mean I don’t want to die but after this encounter with someone I really don’t know what human’s purposes are. Alive. That should be a funny word.
» Posted By Angie On 09.17.2012 @ 9:48 am
she can’t see what’s in front of her. she sees lights, and sounds, sounds and sadness, but she cannot see what’s in front of her. there is no one. just a neck, toes, a foot in a shoe she thinks is ugly, but she can’t see what’s in front of her. it’s more.
» Posted By angie On 09.15.2012 @ 8:29 pm
The chains that you left here still hold me back. I fucking hate you for it. This weight around my neck strangles me and chokes the life from my lungs.
» Posted By Angie On 08.26.2012 @ 1:13 am
fuses exist to make our lives more complicated. they blow out, overload and cease to work for the slightest of reasons. they are fickle for no other reason than for the sake of being so, they are always located in the most inconvenient places, behind a cramped pantry door or behind that awkwardly placed basement door. Then in order to turn them back on, you have to turn them all off as they are almost always mislabeled.
» Posted By angie On 07.23.2012 @ 7:15 pm
Back To Stats Page
Are you kidding? I already wrote a whole entire novel about some guy named Officer Danby with his son as a suspect in a big murder investigation, but now that’s all gone and I have to write something else entirely because I can’t remember a word of my previous story. So here’s what I’m writing in the allotted minute because I wasn’t able to send in my amazing albeit somewhat cliche story about Officer Danby. So yeah.
» Posted By Angie On 07.20.2012 @ 3:39 pm