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Oh, how beautiful the cathedral stands, regal in its height, majestic in its mass. The bells, the door frames, the windows…Mother Mary standing, protecting us….what beauty.
» Posted By Anonymous On 06.14.2012 @ 4:02 pm
cathedrals. cathedrals and churches surround us making us see the world as a gift. we think of it as gods creation and everyone should cherish god. but god seems to be a figment of ones thoughts
» Posted By anonymous On 06.14.2012 @ 1:09 pm
a brief description of my day. well i woke up this morning, went to school, took my one and only final of the day then decided to go out. lets just briefly say that my day went very well.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.12.2012 @ 11:30 am
Tennis racket? My friend likes to talk about horrible fetishes a lot, one of his favorites being the “hot waffle”. Needless to say, if you go into a man’s bedroom and he has a tennis racket but does not play tennis, RUN.
KEEP THAT RACKET DOWN!
» Posted By Anonymous On 06.10.2012 @ 7:18 pm
jelly jelly oh how playful it seems. slimy from one hand to the other falling through fingers. its passages are the spaces which open and separate your fingers from one another. oh how jolly this jelly seems to be sliming around.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.06.2012 @ 4:05 pm
jelly belly. peanut butter and jelly. i dont think you ready for this jelly. i dont know why but as i thought of this word i though of marshmallow fluff. i guess this is just a fun word that reminds me of things that are sweet. and fun. i smile when i see this word.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.06.2012 @ 1:36 pm
emptiness seems to make my voids appear. when something leaves you it makes you feel empty. as if nothing is inside and a part of you is afar, awaiting your return to fill the emptiness that now subsides. whenever emptiness is present we try, desperately to fill it. To make it not go away as most things that bother us should too, but come back.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.04.2012 @ 7:53 pm
Emptying out the lockers. Emptying out our hearts, on each other’s shoulders. I will miss you. I can’t believe you’re leaving. We;re all leaving. Were we even here to being with? I don’t remember it. I’m not.. me. I’m not here. I wasn’t. Schools ending. My brain taken with it. HELP ME.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.04.2012 @ 6:04 pm
people think of necessities in terms of food and shelter, but I think of art, music, theatre and film as necessities. they provide hope. and people need hope. it is necessary for life to continue.
» Posted By Anonymous On 06.02.2012 @ 5:56 pm
sometimes people write love letters to convicts. this is actually a more common practice than you might think. i wonder what it is about human psychology that makes people fall in love with murderers.
» Posted By anonymous On 06.01.2012 @ 7:31 pm
They climb mountains and dive into oceans searching for this unspeakable truth, this dirt that clings to politician’s greasy neckties and this injustice that falls upon a woman who must give up her child to save him from an abusive home. They search out truths that no one else has the courage or means to seek in ways that can only be described in one word: honorable.
» Posted By Anonymous On 05.30.2012 @ 1:50 pm
Butterflies. Love. Freedom. Literacy. Education. Friends. Faith. Food & Water. Shelter. Money. Life. Children. Ideas. Earth. Humans. Evolution. Pokemon. Media. Politics.
» Posted By Anonymous On 05.28.2012 @ 10:41 am
I hate it when you are in such a mood for listening to a specific song, go on your iPod, and hit play. Then you jump in the shower and atr ready to sing your heart out along to the lyrics you barely know. And then, you find out it is the instrumental version. You are soaking wet and covering in soap so obviously its going to be hard to change it. If you do manage to change it though, you won’t be able to listen to the song that has been stuck in your head all day. No, of course not. That would require buying it or searching it on youtube, and you can’t do that with soap in your eyes. So you listen to another stupid song. Oh and the best part is when the next day it happens again, because obviously you forgot to be the regular version of the song.
» Posted By anonymous On 05.06.2012 @ 1:26 pm
i do not know the meaning of this word. at first it appeared to be halloween, then hallow. then i thought about cheese. isnt it funny how one day you can be writing about your inner most feelings and the next you are writing about cheese?
» Posted By anonymous On 04.30.2012 @ 7:02 pm
i just want a sliver of attention. i am not one of those girls who is a wallflower. and i am definietly not one of those girls who gets whatever they want. no way. i am right in between. i have the perfect friends who get everything and then me. i guess i should get some of it by association but i just seem to go unnoticed. after a while it gets old. i keep looking for that perfect someone, but now i just think that there is no perfect one, at least not where i am looking. i need someone who looks at me first, not just because i am there. i just need to find him. i just want a boy. i just want to fit in. i just want to be liked. just a little. just a sliver.
» Posted By anonymous On 04.28.2012 @ 8:56 pm
Plants nourish us all, we should treat our world with more respect. I saw a man throw a cigarette out the window of his car while I was waiting at a red light behind him. It started rolling toward me and all I could think was, “I hope that doesn’t roll under my car and ignite some gas fumes”.
» Posted By Anonymous On 04.12.2012 @ 1:20 pm
The rain dripped down from the roof that hung over the porch. A young girl sat with her arms around her knees, watching a puddle collect on the top stair. Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the night sky, followed by a crash of thunder.
» Posted By Anonymous On 04.10.2012 @ 12:51 pm
I flipped the marginalized monkeys back to where they were from. They had fallen out of course, the have run from their home. but now was the time of their return, the flippity flop back to where there hearts truly lie. in the jungle of the great wizard, who created them for himself. He
» Posted By Anonymous On 04.04.2012 @ 1:29 am
It was like a smoldering ball, flames extending like the petals of a flower. Like the heated surface of the sun. Teagen saw it all, felt it burning in her heart, but she couldn’t put a stop to it. There was not a single drop of water in the galaxy that could extinguish her burning flame of rage.
» Posted By Anonymous On 03.25.2012 @ 2:34 pm
I was fixed. The bolts put back in place. My metal heart lodged into my mechanical chest. My program upgraded to the newest version of iRobot 7000.
For a robot girl who nearly lost her whole body in an invasion 5 years ago, I sure knew how to pull off being a normal human. I had my prostetic legs remade so that they’d be thin enough to put on a not-so-snug pair of skinny jeans.
My donated hair was short but styled so that they just covered the top part of my ears.
The only part of me that isn’t fixed. That isn’t metal, cold, and unhuman about me is my face, which is completely human and completely mine.
» Posted By Anonymous On 03.21.2012 @ 6:42 pm
the idea itself seems okay to most people, spend all your life studying and then go to college to become a professional at something. but what if someone has a more criminal mind, they go to jail or “college”. and some people never leave like “college”.
» Posted By Anonymous On 03.05.2012 @ 9:25 pm
Murderess. Her heels clicked ruthlessly on the marble floor. A warning to all in her path. She worked endlessly, overtaking the company step by precise step. The silk skirt snaked down her thighs, constraining her steps.
» Posted By Anonymous On 03.05.2012 @ 6:20 pm
Professional does not need to mean stuck up. You can, and should always remember to have fun. Smile, laugh, and jump. Let the kid in you come out every once in a while.
» Posted By anonymous On 03.05.2012 @ 5:15 pm
The rocketship shot up higherm and higher, moving forward forever.
» Posted By Anonymous On 02.24.2012 @ 8:18 pm
So I have a girlfirend, but I was always a flirt. I gave it up to gain her trust though. This was in highschool. Now in college I have this cute girl in almost all of my classes. We are so a like. I flirt with her so much its crazy. I enjoy it so much. I would never do anything to really hurt my girlfriend though, I love her very much.
» Posted By Anonymous On 02.15.2012 @ 11:07 pm
The house was clean — surfaces were polished and the floor was clear from strewn objects, its carpet vacuumed.
There was no trace anymore of someone ever having lived there.
» Posted By Anonymous On 02.15.2012 @ 1:44 am
» Posted By anonymous On 02.06.2012 @ 4:37 am
When my mom banged the door she broke the hinge of the door. My mom, Jann, called my dad, Pratham and told him to fix it or else he will have no dinner. I was dissapointed in my mother that I told her to sleep in the dogs’ bed outside. I was very surprised she listened then my dad Pratham was very angry at me for doing that he said he wasn’t going to smile for the rest of his life, and he still doesn’t smile… what a shame.
» Posted By Anonymous On 01.23.2012 @ 2:22 pm
My potato chips are crisp. And when I pop, I can’t stop. Wooooooo yeaahh.. I want my potato chips, I want my potato chips, because they’re sooooooooo crisp!!
Lays, Ruffles or Double Decker, I don’t care, I just want to eat my potato chips!
» Posted By Anonymous On 01.14.2012 @ 11:02 am
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i have quite the collection of aprons. i barely usehtem, but i think that one day when i am old and married i will wear them. everyday. that way i will cook things for my husband just to make him happy. ahhh my husband. i dont know who jhe will be, or what he will look like, all i know is that we will be madly madly in love. we will laugh at things that arent funny, we will alwaus have something to talk about. he will be like no one ive ever met before and ill be the same to him. so whatever. i dont care if these shmucks i know now are idiots. someday ill find true love
» Posted By anonymous On 01.05.2012 @ 2:42 pm