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The catchiest part of a song. The one that you constantly sing in your head. Usually brings the verses and bridge together, along with the whole message of the song. Usually simple lyrics. Or like in school the kids who sing for concerts.
» Posted By Christie On 04.30.2011 @ 9:58 am
Trailer Trash- Modest Mouse. Trailer parks, mobile homes, etc. I wish a better definition came to my head. I feel like a prick talking about it in a negative way…
» Posted By Christie On 04.26.2011 @ 3:19 pm
I am puzzled why I suddenly miss you. I have been so strong these past few months, and now I’m becoming weak again. I am puzzled that despite every little thing you have done to me that I can even miss you. I am puzzled why you threw away such an amazing thing we had. I am puzzled by you.
» Posted By Christie On 04.24.2011 @ 5:32 pm
The metal inside of things, it’s strong, but it also keeps my clothes from being too wrinkled, although I usually don’t bother with actual ironing any more. I remember the iron gate at the back of my school, always locked against the intruders who might want to hurt me or my playmates.
» Posted By Christie On 04.23.2011 @ 5:57 pm
No emotion. Metal. Hard exterior, will do whatever they are told to do. Pretty sad existence, if it is an existence. Wall E. Bender. Tin Man, is that a robot? Or just a man made of tin? Same thing, right?
» Posted By Christie On 04.20.2011 @ 6:36 am
With Coke. Jack Daniels. I always think of angry men when I think of whiskey. I’m not so sure why. Not a personal fan, but it does the trick. What other whiskey brands? Jameson, uhh… yeah. I don’t know my Whiskeys, clearly.
» Posted By Christie On 04.17.2011 @ 4:47 pm
Obsolete is a big word. I’m not quiet sure what it exactly means but it does remind me of obeseity. Ya know, cause ob. Same thing. I’m not crazy, maybe a little. I’m sorry! PRESSURE! TIME! OBESITY.! SEE YA
» Posted By CHRISTIE On 04.13.2011 @ 6:47 am
I guess there is an audience for what I am about to say. A crowd of people, maybe small, maybe large, is going to read this. I won’t know who’s reading this, either. I guess I’ll just picture all of you in your underwear as I type this to make me less nervous. But that may just arouse me instead…
» Posted By Christie On 03.27.2011 @ 6:40 pm
It feels good to be wanted, but even better to be needed. I have wanted a lot of things in my life. Some, I have gotten, others I have not. Its okay though. We move on if its just things we want. If its things we need, however, moving on from that is simply impossible. Wanting is strong, needing is necessary.
» Posted By Christie On 03.18.2011 @ 6:40 pm
Carrie walked out of the gym, holding her bag, and looking for her keys in her purse, and ran right into him. One minute she was looking down and the next she was looking up into those impossibly blue eyes.
“What brings you to to this neighborhood?”
» Posted By Christie On 03.18.2011 @ 8:52 am
figure out what the fuck i should be writing right now, figures I wouldn’t know cause I don’t know shiyat yall. figurine. camel. figurine of a camel….eating walnuts. figures all we’d be doing is talking about camels eating walnuts.
» Posted By christie On 03.17.2011 @ 12:38 am
I just dont wear them enough. work doesnt require them. I have sooo many. last week i worke my 6 inches to a photo shoot and twisted my ankle quire a few times. why do we do this?
» Posted By christie On 03.15.2011 @ 11:23 am
I’ve always been a wanderer. Any time I went somewhere in the spring with the sun shining on the road ahead of me, it was so hard to resist the temptation to drive and drive and drive, from here all the way to the West Coast. Just to see what was there… No other motivation but to wander.
» Posted By Christie On 03.14.2011 @ 12:13 pm
Sentence. Makes a clear point. I’m barely talking in statements because I don’t like to when I’m not in school. Factual. Subject verb something something something. Sick brain means no brain for me. That’s a statement right there.
» Posted By Christie On 03.11.2011 @ 9:31 am
buzz. buzz buzz. black and yellow black and yellow. stings. hurt. a bee landed on my drink one time when i was picnicking at my friend’s house. i didn’t notice until i took a sip of that drink (bee included) and got stung. ouch is right. aren’t they becoming extinct?
» Posted By Christie On 03.08.2011 @ 1:50 pm
For example, i.e., i can’t really think right now. bubbly in my brain. for example: alcohol. HAHA.
» Posted By Christie On 03.05.2011 @ 9:02 pm
Plain and simple. Not complicated. Limitations. I’m actually in the middle of class and my professor keeps saying “basically”. Ironic. I don’t like basic things. I like complexities. But basics is necessary for complexities.
» Posted By Christie On 03.01.2011 @ 12:51 pm
Patent. Creativity. Can change the world, if you let it. Expanding horizons with technology. Used for improvement. Einstein, Edison, etc. etc. etc.
» Posted By Christie On 02.18.2011 @ 7:59 pm
I just learned about this yesterday. Instead of taking America’s cotton during the industrial revolution, they used Australia’s wool. And by They I mean the British. Anyway, I don’t really think of anything besides that. Oh, and it’s itchy, right? Yes. Very itchy. Looks nice though.
» Posted By Christie On 02.17.2011 @ 6:57 am
Mmmm. Chocolate. Tastes so good, yet is bad for you in large quantities. Dark chocolate is supposedly good for you yet doesn’t taste as good (to me anyway). I think of Valentine’s Day too. Chocolate makes things better, sometimes…
» Posted By Christie On 02.15.2011 @ 1:48 pm
I stood there looking at her face, watching her lying to me; watching her wishing it were the truth. But you know what they say about wishing and spitting in your hand. . .
» Posted By Christie On 12.29.2010 @ 4:10 pm
I was standing at it, about to see my life change forever. Oh wait, that’s an al-TAR. Maybe I’m not cut out for this word. Maybe it’s not meant for me. Suddenly it all makes sense. I’m hungover. But I won’t be this slow forever. I’m about to be altered, by coffee.
» Posted By Christie On 12.24.2010 @ 7:02 am
I’ve already told you how I feel about this word. And you disapproved. So i’ll keep trying, I’ll put my face in the dirt, I’ll come over to your house and mow your lawn every Wednesday, whatever it takes to get you to see what I have to offer. Still, I have the feeling you’ll keep shaking your head sadly.
» Posted By Christie On 12.21.2010 @ 5:47 pm
I just did this. Darn. Anyway. Living in optimisim, hmm, is enlightening. Forcibly telling yourself positive things, or spinning things to be positive, is difficult, but makes things seem a lot better. Trust me, I’ve been having to live in optimism recently so I don’t go crazy. It helps a lot. Seriously.
» Posted By Christie On 12.21.2010 @ 8:43 am
i tiptoe and it sounds like cannons. whispers like cannons. i cannot escape myself.
» Posted By christie On 12.19.2010 @ 10:48 pm
I like sheets. My bed is super comfortable right now. Once by grandparents told me that you need to add between the sheets at the end of every fortune cookie saying. like you will do amazing things…between the sheets.
» Posted By Christie On 12.15.2010 @ 3:17 am
i wanted to bite my nails because i was so anxious and uncertain about my pregnancy. he didn’t know what to tell me when i said i couldnt sleep for days, so i dumped him. he calls almost twice a day, but i ignore every call.
» Posted By christie On 12.05.2010 @ 12:28 am
Stood. Stood is the past tense of “stand” and a word that is commonly used especially in fiction-writing. I don’t like this word because it sounds kinda horrible. But that’s just me.
» Posted By Christie On 08.20.2010 @ 6:26 am
i went to the market and everything seemed normal. people were walking as usual, picking up vegetables and toiletries. then suddenly a big blast. time stopped. everything stopped. people dropped their things and stared. the ceiling caved in a bit and people gaped at it.
» Posted By christie On 08.17.2010 @ 2:55 pm
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“Let go of the stick Stacy, it’s not an effing wand.”
“Leave me alone,” she growled.
“Fine,” I told her, relinquishing my grip, “but don’t come crying to me when you hurt yourself.”
» Posted By Christie On 06.10.2010 @ 6:24 pm