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What is an ego? An egotistic person? Napoleon was an egotistic person. That’s why his empire didn’t work out. Obviously not everyone has such a huge head, but everyone has an ego. They think they’re better than each other. Egotistical- full of yourself. That’s about all their is to it. Egomaniac.

» Posted By Angie On 04.02.2011 @ 10:08 am


i have such a pretty collection of key chains. ranging from pictures to shoes. in a way, it describes who i used to be, no longer who i am. or the different stages i have gone through. its not something i am really into anymore, but more than anything it is a memory holder for me. i can look at it and replay the adventures of how i got them.

» Posted By angie On 02.27.2011 @ 5:52 pm


wool is warm to wear in the winter. It comes from sheep and other furry farm animals. It can be too warm outside to wear wool, and sometimes it gets itchy if you wear it without something underneath.

» Posted By Angie On 02.17.2011 @ 4:58 am


Ah. Revolt. Like in Egypt right now. It’s funny how it can connote both the positive and the negative. But perhaps it’s only positive for us here because we have a perverted obsession with freedom. Overthrow, revolution. Not for people in power. Rvolt

» Posted By Angie On 02.10.2011 @ 8:48 pm


You’ve been the one to control this whole thing. Everytime, I come back to you willingly because there’s no where else for me to go. I keep telling my self that there’s nothing there, but there must be if I keep coming back, right? Maybe I’m just crazy. Crazy for you or just insane in general… who really knows.

» Posted By Angie On 02.06.2011 @ 7:56 am


brad pitt says you should never pick a fight in a basement
in that tennessee accent
and the disturbing moustache
i want that cookie in the basement
moist and damp
not crispy
as it should be
crispy like diane kruger’s golden blond hair
fixed in place with hairspray
in that movie
that wonderful movie
inglourious basterds.

» Posted By angie On 01.25.2011 @ 8:57 pm


i love my moms recipes. I wish i had my grandmothers. My recipe book is a mess and i need to upload them to the computer like my husband tells me i should. Recipes show love and should be passed down from generation to generation. I hate it when people change their recipes so that yours isn’t as good.

» Posted By Angie On 01.19.2011 @ 7:03 am

Recipes can be very important to both professional careers and basic lifestyle. A professional chef, for example, needs recipes everyday to accomplish a perfect five star meal. A full time mother or father would need recipes to prepare her children’s favorite cake or pie. Recipes are actually used more often than we think.

» Posted By Angie On 01.19.2011 @ 6:51 am


The drain in a bathroom is what most think of. Or the drain in the shower. But what about the drain of life one gets from working a dead end job or raising a family? That’s something to right about.

» Posted By Angie On 01.17.2011 @ 12:28 am


When we wake up we think about the things that are going to happen throughout the day. if today’s going to be a good day, or if today’s going to be a bad day. Most of us hope for the best day everyday. All of us are aware that not everyday can be very good- whether it’s because of tests or just a matter of waking up late- but no matter how you start your day should not effect the rest of it.

» Posted By Angie On 01.13.2011 @ 7:00 am


excitement; pressure

» Posted By angie On 01.03.2011 @ 5:46 am


when i see his face
i’m a believer
although i have short term memory loss
for the instant
the planes of his face shine
my hero
gives me faith

» Posted By angie On 12.09.2010 @ 9:00 pm


willowy bodies bend with grace
skin gliding over joints muscles bone
lean mean sleek
self reliant
excess is excess

» Posted By angie On 12.08.2010 @ 2:10 am


He has no idea how much I love his stupid wonky teeth, and it is not because of how popular those stupid vampire books are. I just love the way the busies look after

» Posted By Angie On 10.31.2010 @ 1:10 pm


a group of people that really like to talk about unimportant stuff. They get together on a short time basis and try to solve the problems of the world. They usually like to do things like talk rather than actually take any kind of action. They perfere t

» Posted By Angie On 10.23.2010 @ 7:31 pm


Cthulu is huge, startling even. Not just in size but in stature. Do people praise him because of how hugee he is? Do they praise him for a lack of something to love? This is all silly. I love being silly.

» Posted By Angie On 10.19.2010 @ 12:33 am


—”my back hurts me”
—”i don’t particularly care”

—”i like your flannel shirt”
—”can i wear it”

» Posted By angie On 10.13.2010 @ 10:23 am


let it touch your nose your eyelids your lips soak into your ears the backs of your hands and concentrate, focus every fibre

» Posted By angie On 10.11.2010 @ 5:11 am


the old boy pontificated as he walked—more like puffed—round and round the weary yellow dog that was tied to the tree.

» Posted By angie On 10.06.2010 @ 4:42 am


a building can be beautiful, high and lofty as though it held the sky, or low and discreet, able to hold warmth and happiness.

» Posted By angie On 10.05.2010 @ 4:20 am


there was an old piece of dduk. it had seen its glory days of soft puffy sweetness, melt-in-your-mouth goodness, but now it was confined to the unflinching cold of the freezer.

» Posted By angie On 10.04.2010 @ 5:39 am


i have unlimited patience today. if you feel like picking a fight with me, you bulls of the world, i feel as though you could try to run through me but i will merely stretch infinitely around you—a cobweb.

» Posted By angie On 09.30.2010 @ 4:12 pm


a coaster is silly. set your cups DOWN ping down plunge down slam down on your price­less mahogany tables because scars are good, scars are life.

» Posted By angie On 09.30.2010 @ 9:30 am

a coaster is silly. set your cups down ping down bonk down plunge down slam down on your priceless wooden tables because scars are good, scars are life.

» Posted By angie On 09.30.2010 @ 9:25 am


the baby came into this world, 7 lbs, 21 inches, and the mothers eyes changed from pouring tears of pain to showering her cheeks and breast with tears of pure and unadulterated happiness. she was in love. the child cried once, and was then hushed and taken to be cleaned of the birth fluids. the mother kept her in sight the whole time, ignoring her husband’s questions of how she felt, the nurses insistance on checking her vitals one last time. she only had eyes for that child, who was soon — though not soon enough to suit her — wrapped in a blanket and placed in her arms.

» Posted By angie On 08.26.2010 @ 1:11 pm


There were only a couple more miles for me to drive until I got to Brooklyn. I was convinced that this trip would make my life, and let me forget about everything that happened before. I’d be happy.

» Posted By Angie On 07.30.2010 @ 1:37 pm


the vase
this case
my pace
run the race
and see his face
across this space
here and there
now and never
the vase
this case
my case

» Posted By Angie On 07.20.2010 @ 3:43 pm


old people that have been in love for years…dancing and holding each other in a dance only they know how to do.AA

» Posted By Angie On 06.20.2010 @ 6:59 pm


my backbone needs some work in order to be strong like a book’s spine. mine tends to bend and tilt and crumble under pressure, probably more like a christopher pike or an r.l. stine than a harper lee, a rushdie or an austen.

» Posted By Angie On 06.04.2010 @ 1:57 pm


The first thing that comes to mind is Clash of the Titans which was really stupid but fascinating in it’s own right. I think my shirt clashes with my pants today but I don’t have enough energy as a single mom to care about it.

» Posted By Angie On 05.25.2010 @ 8:24 am

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