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I wish I could drop of the face of the earth. My favorite soup is egg drop. My mother made it for me before I stopped being a good daughter and she stopped being benevolent. I wish I were good again. I wish I were in another place. Please, please, please let things change.

» Posted By charlotte On 05.07.2009 @ 6:54 pm


“If i wanted to charge you for my services, I wouldn’t have initiated it.” Maxine looked coyfully up from her straw. “So what is the usual charge anyway,” he said.

» Posted By charlotte On 05.07.2009 @ 12:54 pm


it is very rocky with lots of little stones that get stuck in your shoes it is very annoying and good though i guess though pavement is better because it isn’t so loose and able to get stuck and annoy you at the most impertinent time possible. Gravel is ok but it is sort of boring to write about because who really cares about gravel it is ok but whatever i want another word now.

» Posted By Charlotte On 12.30.2008 @ 11:14 am


I ripped the bandage from my face. i think it was all healed =, but there was till some dried blood right by my left cheeck. i allowed myself a moment to think about all this seemingly insigni

» Posted By Charlotte On 01.01.2009 @ 9:53 pm


tubes that blood goes thrtough. hemo the magnificent, blue and red, chicken lo mein, eva freaking out, broken wrists, rich weird laughter can’t think ah no time ummm

» Posted By charlotte On 01.15.2009 @ 7:58 pm

Push through me and upwards, sending me strange vibrations from a distant land. Bearing odd fruits from the smoke I just inhaled, exchanging vital oxygen for the more potent gaseous molecules of the thick cloud that rushes down my throat and fills my lungs. veins feed the addiction.

» Posted By Charlotte On 01.13.2009 @ 10:04 pm


only if i could meet someone who stands out in a crowd and i connect with on a different level. who is so like me that we could b the only 2 people left on the world and id be satisfied. if only that person exsisted id never let them go. if only

» Posted By charlotte On 01.05.2009 @ 3:21 pm


Tape holds things together. There is one sticky side and one clear side. Unless its double sided tape. I wonder who invented that. They were pretty smart. Tape holds things together.

» Posted By Charlotte On 03.24.2009 @ 12:36 pm


The light from within that not everyone can see. You possess it and it can not be put out. When you are happy it gets brighter. When you are down it gets dimmer. But it will never be deminished. You glow is beautiful. You are loved.

» Posted By Charlotte On 03.20.2009 @ 12:16 pm


hundreds of little squares, all perfectly the same as the one next to it, going on and on, even beyond the page that shows them.

» Posted By Charlotte On 03.19.2009 @ 3:45 pm

Captain, I found the grid…There are 10 airplanes off to the west I think they are the enemies.What will we do! Captain…I need orders, where are you? Should we stop them? or blow them up? Their headed straight towards us. They’ll hit any moment know…CAPTAIN!!!!! Oh lordy save our sou…..

» Posted By Charlotte On 03.19.2009 @ 12:36 pm


It’s a cold day when this wraps about your neck, shielding yet suffocating, warming yet breaking. I don’t love you, scarf. You constrict me, you itch me. I long for the freedom. You’re as bad as the gloves. Let me go.

» Posted By Charlotte On 07.20.2008 @ 6:39 am


Check yourself before you go through that door, I heard him say. You need to check that there’s nothing bad behind it.

Bad? What could be so bad behind that thick mahogany door?

I held the doorknob and took a deep breath. Screw checking.

» Posted By Charlotte On 09.24.2009 @ 2:43 am


resist the need to run away from everything. resist the feelings of unhappiness and insecurity. resist the depression coming back. resist the need to be alone. resist the love loss. resist my thoughts. resist myself.

» Posted By Charlotte On 09.19.2009 @ 6:03 pm


“Wake up honey, breakfast is nearly ready!”
Another early start. Another daunting day ahead of me. Being a teen is not all that is cracked up to be!

» Posted By Charlotte On 12.19.2008 @ 2:34 am


As she stared at the berries littered across the field, it occurred to her that someone should have been out to pick them by now, as the maid were told to do it daily while they’re in season. Just then she saw Nick striding towards her and all thoughts of berries was removed from her mind.

» Posted By Charlotte On 07.10.2009 @ 8:42 am


the crest of a wave. fifteen and swimming out to sea. beyond the break, but wait. white foam festering ahead. break through, siz foot swell. keep swimming, he says, keep swimming. we swim.

» Posted By charlotte On 06.26.2009 @ 6:37 am


your eyes set on mine. name like a sigh on my breath. recycled. pre-calculated.

the time melts away.

» Posted By charlotte On 06.23.2009 @ 7:46 am


i dont feel suffocated my life is free, it used to be suffocated. i was trapped but i have the power to do whatveer i want with my life, and i changed it and i wanted to not be suffocated and be free so i did it. and my life is wonderful now

» Posted By Charlotte On 06.19.2009 @ 2:29 am

hands overhead. pushed somewhere between covers, down comforter plush and the nape of your neck. i could die there, suffocating, breathing you in.

» Posted By charlotte On 06.17.2009 @ 11:46 am


An index reminds me of a new book with fresh pages yet to be discovered. Reminds me of high school, homework and knowledge.

» Posted By charlotte On 09.04.2009 @ 6:09 pm


i don’t know anything about licorice, i’m french idon’t even know what is it, fuck it, why this word ? maybe it’s about those horse with somthing in the forefront?

» Posted By charlotte On 09.02.2009 @ 4:25 pm


Songs singing over and over again. There’s nothing good these days but the fading light of voices long past. Sometimes it was worth listening to the soft thoughts. Forgotten inbetween the

» Posted By Charlotte On 08.11.2009 @ 12:26 pm


She walked through the gallery, looking at all the paintings. It was hard to tell which ones actually meant anything and which ones were actually meaningful.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.09.2009 @ 1:28 pm


The geese flew in by the pond. Some people crowded around, breaking off pieces of bread so they could be swarmed with more. Children jumped back, excited. I wish I wa still that excitable. Those were the good old days.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.08.2009 @ 10:26 am


hairbrush. Makeup brush. Dog brush. Toothbrush. Are there other brushes? It’s a simple invention, but what would we do without brushes? That would suck. Seriously.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.07.2009 @ 12:09 pm


Someone that makes a difference. Stands up for themselves. Dresses well. Makes music. Creates. Inspires. Stands apart from the crowd. Inspiration.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.06.2009 @ 7:22 pm

the sort of person who threw themselves a glass of cake. i have to say, in somewhat a resilient mood of sorts, that this isn’t exactly what i intend to be, but what i never really thought of being. it’s, if you want to know the truth, not a way of life for me, but only something simple to me. a basic-minded goal, or something. i can’t strive, or accomplish or be something similar. it’s just a me, a kindred version of a thing.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.06.2009 @ 4:35 pm


my legs too long fold in on each other and collapse, spilling over the oak chair in your dining room. my hair ends are splitting, my teeth glinting in the dim light.

» Posted By charlotte On 08.04.2009 @ 5:20 pm


This planet is called planet earth. In doctor who there are twnety seven planets. I wish that was true. I bet it is. I believe in time travel and everything. Anyhoodles, our planet is awesome, it’s amazing, and we are killing it. I wish we wouldn’t have ever started killing our planet, that’s horrible. But now we have, we can’t stop.

» Posted By Charlotte On 08.02.2009 @ 6:31 pm

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