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the feeling is mutual….
a common phrase used to express that one is consumed with the same emotion
to a woman: you almost look like a man
her reponse: so do you
the feeling was mutual
» Posted By AVa On 10.19.2011 @ 10:19 am
mutual friend is someone you know because you both have a friend in common
there was once a girl who met her love from a mutual friend this is a great way to meet a spouse because you know you already have something in common
» Posted By AVa On 10.19.2011 @ 10:17 am
im supposed to be happy, my heart tells me so.
» Posted By ava On 10.04.2011 @ 12:23 am
The thread weaved through the beings of life as one by one, things began to connect. Everything was one. And although it looked odd, with so many colors and so many shapes that didn’t seem to match, when you were to step back, it looked bright and vibrant.
» Posted By Ava On 08.16.2011 @ 2:16 am
Once upon a time there was a princess that had magical thread. Whatever she sewed with the magical thread, was worth the amount of gold. But soon people were using her, by becoming close enough to hear so she can give them some thread too. This made her feel lost and confused, then her thread turned black instead of gold, and it became dark. She murdered people.
» Posted By Ava On 08.16.2011 @ 2:12 am
string, weaving, a small part of a whole, a fraction, frayed ends, rough edges, old skirts, friendship bracelets, vibrant colors, individual
» Posted By Ava On 08.15.2011 @ 5:52 pm
It’s hot and i can’t breath. it’s an empty space with no borders and no one is here. I can see and feel everything but still i’m so alone.
» Posted By Ava On 08.03.2011 @ 8:21 am
I’m expecting. Not expecting a child, definitely not, but expecting. I’m expecting something. I don’t know what yet, but I know it’s coming. It doesn’t have to be anything specific. Something that will change me, my life, my world forever.
A greatly needed expected change.
And I need it now.
» Posted By ava On 07.09.2011 @ 6:47 pm
A gangly teen with wild brown hair and questionable morals. Yep, that describes me in a nutshell. Of course there’s a lot more to me than that. There’s a lot more to everyone
» Posted By Ava On 06.26.2011 @ 8:21 pm
I don’t think morals are real. That sounds weird. But I don’t. I think morals are what other people expect from you. And what we expect from other people. I think that morals were created to set you back because society doesn’t really like what you do or think. Morals are basically shit. But that’s my own teenage view on it.
» Posted By Ava On 06.26.2011 @ 7:57 pm
History is what you make of it. It’s not something you can plan. History is the things you remember at family gatherings, or when you grow old with someone. History is having a past with someone and remembering it in the present. History consists of hate, love, betrayal, and many, many memories. You can’t change it, it is what it is. So live for today to make history.
» Posted By Ava On 06.24.2011 @ 8:36 am
I glanced over at him, hoping the feeling was just my imagination, but he was staring at me intensely. I looked away quickly.
» Posted By Ava On 06.22.2011 @ 10:52 pm
It’s what is given to me when you look at me. It’s what I can’t get off my face when you’re around. It’s the priceless gift you give to me.
» Posted By Ava On 06.16.2011 @ 5:12 pm
Hello all. I dream of vacations. I wish to travel the world and immerse myself in a myriad of cultures.
» Posted By AVa On 04.06.2011 @ 11:19 am
I trusted him. As hard as I had tried to keep myself away, it was all for nothing. If I was going to end up this way why did I bother trying so hard in the first place?
» Posted By Ava On 03.31.2011 @ 8:49 am
With a sigh, I stepped away from the comfort of the shadows and approached him. I knew it would be hard to confront him after the incident, but I did not expect to feel the urge to flee.
» Posted By Ava On 03.22.2011 @ 6:58 pm
The shape was more than odd. If I tried to describe you would be more confused than if you tried to imagine it yourself.
» Posted By Ava On 03.19.2011 @ 3:18 pm
Robert Frost’s two roads diverged in a yellow wood. Life’s all about making choices, and, as frost says, we should always wander the one less travelled. Wander until you find what you love.
» Posted By AVa On 03.14.2011 @ 5:54 pm
The next thing I knew I swept into the air, riding with clouds and the wind. One step closer to my goal and one step closer to knowing him.
» Posted By Ava On 03.06.2011 @ 1:30 pm
Discover that one day, you’re not as popular as you think. You’ve lost almost every friend you’ve ever had. Please get yourself together, I know the old you is still in there some where.
» Posted By Ava On 01.06.2011 @ 4:06 pm
Discover that one day, you’re not as popular as you think. You’ve lost almost every friend you’ve ever had.
» Posted By Ava On 01.06.2011 @ 4:02 pm
Me. please. I’M STANDING RIGHT HERE. BEHND YOU. CAN’T YOU NOTICE ANYTHING. I STARE AT YOU FOREVER. But maybe it’s better this way… I don’t anymore.
» Posted By Ava On 01.02.2011 @ 12:30 pm
glasses can be tarnished. tarnished things should be polished. like sliver. silver jewelary is pretty but not when it is tarnished. i’m thinking. uh oh. my brain is tarnished. ummmmmm bells are ringing. they can be tarnished. the 60 seconds is almost up. this sucks. i can do better than this
» Posted By ava On 12.28.2010 @ 12:06 pm
i had to alter it immediately. i didnt even have time to go home. Im lucky that i noticed the mistake before it had to be presented.
» Posted By Ava On 12.23.2010 @ 8:16 pm
down the underground tunnels i go. down into the darkness with nothing ahead of me but the bright subway lights. my journey will end soon. but one day i will return. to the subway.
» Posted By Ava On 04.15.2010 @ 7:13 am
Her hair hung in golden strands, and I reached to twine a lock around my finger amazed at the play upon it from the lights of the night. I was immediately in love.
» Posted By Ava On 01.28.2009 @ 8:34 pm
my cell phone is broken and i get in a horrible mood becasue i have nothing to the outside world. I’m disconnected. I feel horrible that my life relays so much on being able to get in connect with poeple.
» Posted By ava On 04.13.2009 @ 9:49 pm
A beautiful flower, well a potential flower, I held it’s bulb. I could feel it growing and it scared me. All that potential. I couldn’t even begin to reach that. All those feelings of inadequecy rush back. I hated those feelings. Those feelings that I was never quite enough
» Posted By Ava On 10.16.2008 @ 11:20 pm
i wonder if slipper could be used as a noun, like i am a slipper?
» Posted By Ava On 11.27.2009 @ 7:53 pm
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we sat on a park bench last night, and the mist was so thick that i couldn’t even see her face. i had to rely on intuition to find her lips. our kisses tasted like fresh grass and springtime and loneliness, and i found comfort in that.
» Posted By ava On 09.30.2009 @ 8:54 am