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That lousy rascal! What has he ever done but complain and make life miserable for those around him? The gall it takes to be him. Lying around day after day never doing anything but expecting it done for him.

» Posted By Becky On 11.08.2010 @ 5:25 pm

Lousy freaking day. i think i have a concussion, I hit my head on a pole at work. I realize that the uncapitalized I at the beginning of the last sentence may be a bad sign. It started out really well! I spent my whole language class making sex jokes with my peer group, and now here I am seriously considering hospitalization for a head injury. I can’t have a concussion, I have swordfights to choreograph.

» Posted By Becky On 11.08.2010 @ 4:56 pm


You are my elixir of love and hate you give it to me in large doses then proceed to take it away i am left here yearning with this strong addiction that is slowly starting to kill me my body wont stop twitching im itching just to see you i feel you on my tongue i hear your words in my head they go off like a gun im startled by your presence im pierced by your stare

» Posted By becky On 11.02.2010 @ 6:05 pm


Turn left. Don’t turn right. If you turn right, you’ll never meet the Doctor and the world will be in jeopardy! Think about it, Donna! If you don’t turn left, it will be like you never met him and he will die and you will die and everyone will die! Doctor Who rules. Thank you.
AKA not right.

» Posted By Becky On 10.08.2010 @ 6:01 pm


Up and down and side to side and up then up and up and up and up and…

Where are we going? Why are we stopping? I was just starting to get used to it, and then it’s over? Poop.

» Posted By Becky On 09.29.2010 @ 8:53 pm


I don’t want to be here anymore. I go from place to place doing the jobs that my whole I was told were for my own benefit. I see now that they are nothing of the sort. They tug at my soul and slowly drain me. I’m nothing but a shell that has been forced into this. My body is holding me hostage. Those who I relentlessly answer to give me nothing. I’m mad. I want to fight back, and I will. I’ll show them. I’ll teach them what it means to stand in the rain. They’ll wish they never felt the first drop.

» Posted By Becky On 09.24.2010 @ 6:49 pm


Help me learn, help me see, help me guide, help me lead.
That’s all I ask. That’s not too hard, is it?

» Posted By Becky On 09.23.2010 @ 11:38 am


I am without you. Alone here I stay every night, waiting. Sometimes I sleep and I dream. I dream dreams of places far away. Places I’ve been to. Places I want to go back to. Places that only you are keeping me from. I don’t complain; I sit here in the dark and ponder you. I think about how you get off thinking you’re so god damn high and mighty. So up there in the world. And then I see it. A picture in my mind. It’s you and then I see all the people around you. At first, people you’ve spent years with, and then people you or I have never seen. They admire you. Their numbers grow. Content with your ego slowly eating away at everything you ever wanted, you smile, you laugh, you caress the crowd with your happiness at their admiration. They creep closer. They take what you have to give; not much. And then they dry up your resources. Your smile turns flat. Your eyes lose the light they had shown so brightly. The people begin to disperse. Only your closest friends are left, and then I open my eyes. There you are, standing over me. I heard you open the door, but I was entranced with my own small spot of jealousy for you. You kiss me and smile. We’re both happy that you’re here, but neither of us are happy that I’m here. You want to run off with your friends. I want to run off with mine, only mine left me already. Maybe you just got into that huge stretch of sudden fame? I was there. I know how it works. They’ll love you. They’ll eat you up. They’ll take anything you have to offer, and then they’ll be gone, and they wont come back. Perhaps a few will stick around; one or two, but ultimately, you’ll be left with nothing. Nothing but me. That’s right. I’ll still be here. I’ll be that one or two left. And you’ll be glad that I stuck around even after all the bullshit. You’ll be happy that I’ve loved you since day one. You’ll be glad I’m here. And when you piss me off enough to make me leave, you’ll miss me. In the end, you will be the one “without”.

» Posted By Becky On 09.21.2010 @ 7:55 pm


ponies are small. children ride them. horses win shows. riders win ribbons. foals stand up quickly. the four speeds are walk trot canter and gallop. you can also jump. jumping is fun. sometimes people fall off horses. there is an olympic equestrian sport.

» Posted By Becky On 09.10.2010 @ 9:45 pm


Just go with it. It doesn’t have to be all laid out for you. Go out and do something spontaneous. Oh, God I sound like one of those lame motivational posters.

» Posted By Becky On 08.29.2010 @ 8:35 am


Jumping, leaping, running around! I can’t help myself! He just makes me so happy inside that I can hardly contain it! Whenever I’m with him I just smile stupidly and softly take his hand.

» Posted By Becky On 08.27.2010 @ 6:35 am


A faint light came from the top window. A light I can’t reach. It’s so wonderful and I can hardly even see it. I can never get out.

» Posted By Becky On 08.26.2010 @ 8:20 am


Do you see me through the misty glade? Never really, actually there. Please see me. Please, please notice me. I want you here, with me. To touch me. And just me. But it can’t be. I float in and out of existence. You can only see me through the mist.

» Posted By Becky On 08.24.2010 @ 8:27 pm


winds in the trees are going faster and faster pushing me out and into beauty light drips in my eyes my eyes my eyes and when it all fails the winds in the trees still go.

» Posted By Becky On 08.23.2010 @ 4:33 pm


A maid.
Stereotypically? Probably an elderly mexican woman wearing a powder blue dress, a white apron and some form of comfortable shoes. Most likely working in a hotel. Behind her, she’ll have a cart full of cleaning supplies and fresh towels. “Hola, housekeeping.” She’ll call, waving her feather duster about. She’ll enter the room with her all powerful, full access key despite the sign hanging on the door that says “Privacy Please. Don’t Disturb.” and go about her business.

» Posted By Becky On 07.27.2010 @ 11:19 pm


A mahogany violin lay on the table. It was very old now strung loose. But music was still there.

» Posted By Becky On 07.27.2010 @ 9:47 am


All of a sudden, a cat jumped out of no where and almost gave me a heart attack! It’s mangy fur stuck out in odd angles as it spat at me with a fierce look in it’s remaining eye. It’s sudden appearance was disconcerting in the circumstances, as I was in a dark alley, and there was no noise from the city surrounding me.

» Posted By Becky On 07.24.2010 @ 9:31 am


Cars are awfully fast when driven by motorists on the highway to hell. Must explain why a bat out of hell is so damn fast. They knew what was necessary to get the hell out of there.

» Posted By Becky On 07.22.2010 @ 11:04 pm


I can’t do this word because I’ve already…what was it again? It’s right on the tip of my tongue…

» Posted By Becky On 07.12.2010 @ 12:10 pm


People always think they have to have the inside scoop about everything. You know, sometimes it’s just better to not know any of those stupid details. That way you don’t get bogged down in all the mucky crap that doesn’t matter. Not ignorance, just being picky about what you pay attention to. Time is valuable, don’t waste it.

» Posted By Becky On 07.10.2010 @ 4:18 pm


remains left behind from any possible organism. dinosaurs. bacteria. evidence that evolution is true. cool things to look at. old. carbon dating. science. biology. found everywhere. excavations. archaeology. truth behind our life?

» Posted By Becky On 06.27.2010 @ 10:33 pm


oh how i love the beach & getting tan lines from there. it’s all i could think about today but it was cloudy & gloomy on my one day off. the beach is so wonderful, so light, so freeing.

» Posted By becky On 06.23.2010 @ 8:56 pm


i want to go to the beach tomorrow on my day off & sit watching the tide come in & out for hours. maybe read a book, but just sit & enjoy the sunshine, beach, dolphins, water. that’s sounds good.

» Posted By becky On 06.22.2010 @ 8:23 pm


revolting comes to mind but then i think about what am i currently against? the usa vs slovenia outcome? i guess. my mind is fairly peaceful & i would say i’m happy with things, though not with the overall standing of the world.

» Posted By becky On 06.19.2010 @ 6:22 pm


i’ve had a recent “falling out” with friends lately but i now have realized that they are not worth my time or energy. i have wonderful new friends who care for me and involve me in their lives.

» Posted By becky On 06.16.2010 @ 10:35 am


my boss today called me brave because she told me that i could package a mirror without breaking it, i didn’t ever say that, the mirror is totally going to break in transit.

» Posted By becky On 06.11.2010 @ 7:30 pm


i grabbed the wand from his hand and said, “no you can’t do that.” I didn’t want him to search me, he wanted to. he grabbed my wrist and said “drop the wand, lady.”

» Posted By Becky On 06.11.2010 @ 7:29 am


i think of a guitar being softly played in the background, a mexican tune, by a muchacho in a black sombrero.

» Posted By becky On 06.09.2010 @ 5:03 pm


birds in the sky, hunting for prey, floating silently against the bright bright blue sky. they are looking.

» Posted By becky On 06.08.2010 @ 8:44 pm

The eyes of hawks could kill you as swiftly as it’s beak, and in a perverse way, they’d be beautiful doing it.

» Posted By becky On 06.08.2010 @ 1:49 pm

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