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I need an outlet. Something to keep me calm and relaxed. The days are going by slowly and I’m going insane. My mind is suffocating me and I just need something to put me at ease. A chilled glass filled with the perfect beverage would suffice.

» Posted By Christina On 05.08.2013 @ 7:49 am

beer is the drink of gods. With it’s golden hues and foaming tops there is nothing that can beat a good beer on a bad day. A drink that unites all men together and makes women happy and proud to be females, many people owe their conception to this drink. Beer truly is the drink that means much to many has many faces and can be attributed for many stories and facts. Beer drink of the gods.

» Posted By Christina On 05.07.2013 @ 4:26 pm


The path was shrouded in the mist that seeped through the dense forest. A crow, mean eyed and coal black, perched ominously on the crossroads sign.

» Posted By Christina On 04.29.2013 @ 10:02 am


Vines: Are on pumpkins, trees, and plants. Long and winding, and mostly green. There are many different fruits and vegetables that grow on vines that

» Posted By Christina On 04.06.2013 @ 10:25 am


I was listening to “See Emily Play” by Pink Floyd one Saturday night. It seemed like nothing, just a Saturday night. But it was the conspicuous sound of anger, and laughter, and joy all at one inside of me that seemed to manifest. And suddenly I wasn’t listening anymore.

» Posted By Christina On 03.24.2013 @ 5:15 pm


honeysuckle honeysuckle why must you bleed be quick don’t get that on the carpet

» Posted By Christina On 02.26.2013 @ 3:50 pm


the moon embellished his face with a cold light as he shivered with the waves of disappointment

» Posted By Christina On 02.24.2013 @ 7:38 pm


I want to flail. I want my whole body to just spew out movements, completely uninhibited. I want to be able to allow myself to experience that kind of release. I want a cleansing flail.

» Posted By Christina On 02.18.2013 @ 6:48 pm

Is it awkward if I flail? Will I be instantly judged, condemned to a lifelong nickname of something like “seizuring-octopus”, or something a little phonetically simpler but with the same sort of impact?

» Posted By Christina On 02.18.2013 @ 6:45 pm

Stop. I see you. You don’t need twinging trembling extremities. I see you. Cut it down. Be simple. I see you.

» Posted By Christina On 02.18.2013 @ 6:41 pm

I flailed my whole body around, just trying to get him to care about the words I was spewing. It didn’t really matter. I could have been covered in neon sparkly body paint. My father still wouldn’t see me.

» Posted By Christina On 02.18.2013 @ 6:39 pm


I believe you were the right candidate then. You swept me off my feet, on to my back, and in to a reverie. Clouds eventually fade into time and men who make your heart beat faster, who make you walk into poles have a better shot. Fantasy men will not have me though. I believe you are the right candidate now. No one else will have me and I don’t have to shave with you. I wonder if comfort will get me down the aisle.

» Posted By Christina On 02.05.2013 @ 6:24 am


“Well that was just a swell meal I just had” exclaimed Bob. There was a bubble swelling up inside of him about to burst so big and blue it would destroy the world if popped.

» Posted By Christina On 01.30.2013 @ 5:19 pm


I used to visit her every day. I remember her vacant smile and the shadow of drool faded but still visible off of the side of her mouth. When I was a child and still too young to understand what her reality was, I remember even then loving her. “This is your mother.” They told me. I figured if she loved me enough to bring me into this world, then I could love her through to when she chooses to leave it.

» Posted By Christina On 01.21.2013 @ 1:49 pm


does everything have a place? why can’t i find my place? sometimes i feel like i’ve just been placed, like i don’t belong. i feel like i will always struggle to find my place. maybe that’s the beauty though. maybe the beauty is in not having a place, feeling free to roam. being undefined.

» Posted By christina On 01.03.2013 @ 2:33 pm


The amount of foot is relevant to the amount of pain you feel. I will only amount to what I allow myself to amount to. The a punt of something doesn’t necessarily measure the worth.

» Posted By Christina On 01.02.2013 @ 12:57 pm


instructions for performing an activity; guidelines; ritual;

» Posted By Christina On 12.24.2012 @ 8:31 pm


I wasn’t avaliable for these kind of things. Nothing personal, I just didn’t appreciate the sports, especially hockey. Didn’t I have something more important to do, instead of pretend to be avaliable for someone to come and pester, driving me insane and making me wish I was dead? Besides, the last time I did table work I was getting asked about my personal life, and people were touching my face. I don’t like people touching my face.

» Posted By Christina On 12.11.2012 @ 1:26 pm


All I heard was static. The black and white fuzz that floated around me began to thicken as the static drone on. While the quick snap of a voice shouted through, DON’T. Too Late.

» Posted By Christina On 12.08.2012 @ 9:10 pm

My history class was assigned to write and record a radio broadcast from the 1920’s using their era’s language, slang, and style. My part included writing an interview with a famous person of that time and also writing a commercial of a popular product of the time. I chose to interview Charlie Chaplin, a famous silent film producer, and I wrote a commercial about Kleenex, which were actually first introduced to the public as a makeup removing napkin.

» Posted By christina On 12.08.2012 @ 12:09 pm


i watch local news on my tv at home when im bored.

» Posted By christina On 11.27.2012 @ 5:34 am


I love squares. The way they shape is unpredictable in place of others. Squares are not round but you’d like to think they are. There’s much more to ‘squares’ than a person would have to think. The way they curve so perfectly is something everyone wishes to have. Square, four sides or perfection.

» Posted By Christina On 11.23.2012 @ 1:57 pm


people who work for other people duh? the people you love to associate with and hate to be with. working together to achieve the goal, however mundane or impressive. the boss man’s frenemies. forever the underdog, doing all the work, building up the resume maybe? enjoying the $$ unlike the unemployed.

» Posted By christina On 11.15.2012 @ 3:28 pm


When I draw I

» Posted By Christina On 11.12.2012 @ 9:23 am


I can hear it when I am with you, when I know you, when I see you
We are loudest together

» Posted By Christina On 11.10.2012 @ 3:16 am


They keep nothing to themselves. I never quite understand how such people bare so much of themselves to the wide, hungry eyes of the world.

» Posted By Christina On 11.08.2012 @ 8:05 pm


dance . so deeply want to be able to express my emotions clearer and have others feel what i am feeling when im performing. if i cant achieve that by the end of the year, ill feel like i havent tried and let go completely of me

» Posted By Christina On 11.07.2012 @ 7:15 pm


I always believed in magic. It never needed to be explained to me. I had complete faith. Fatih in everything and anything. Faith that I’d get a n A without studying. Faith that it wouldn’t rain on the day of my soccer game. But what I called faith others would call foolishness. Science was always just a different type of magic to me. I didn’t understand why both were considered separate.

» Posted By Christina On 11.06.2012 @ 3:56 pm


I learn that i dont know it all and what i do is almost useless and can only take me so far before i need to learn some more. i learn while i grow and i hope to take from what i learn and make sure i

» Posted By christina On 02.12.2013 @ 12:16 am


And someday, we will elevate, rise above our problems, and see them for what they are- small, and inconsequential against the beauty of the Earth.

» Posted By Christina On 10.18.2012 @ 2:36 pm

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