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dominant again? I just had this word…. does it stay the same and just collects as many responses as possible? or does it change occasionally? A word a day? I’m not sure but I don know that I’m writing a lot faster this time than I did the last time around. I’m also having fun watching the bar at the bottom while I listen to Dad and watching the news.
» Posted By Christina On 10.09.2012 @ 3:15 pm
Slow breaths will get you through it. Like what they repeated in yoga. Sometimes we forget, but a simple reminder draws us back to Earth.
» Posted By Christina On 09.27.2012 @ 8:30 pm
Fische springen ins kalte Wasser. Einfach so. Menschen lassen sich da mehr Zeit. Machen erstmal die Arme nass, dann die Beine, gehen Zentimeter für Zentimeter tiefer rein. Dadurch wird es natürlich nur noch schlimmer. Einfach reinspringen, das wär’s. Das würde alle Probleme lösen.
» Posted By chRIsTinA On 09.27.2012 @ 5:27 am
claim to get. claim to call as yours .claim that it is mine I claimed the jacket .I claim that child as mine. she claimed the cell phone. I claimed the dog. the cat was claimed that this cat is its mom. all the kids wanted to claim the stuffed animal.You claimed the dress. I claim that i got a job. She claimed that her child would be at school.
» Posted By Christina On 09.20.2012 @ 8:20 am
claim to get. claim to call as yours .claim that it is mine i claimed the jacket .I claim that child as mine. she claimed the ipod. i claimed the dog. the cat was claimed that this cat is its mom. all the kids wanted to claim the stuffed animal.
» Posted By Christina On 09.20.2012 @ 8:17 am
to tell that you own something.
» Posted By Christina On 09.20.2012 @ 7:31 am
I wanna stay alive til 98. Being alive is fun. alive alive alive alive.
» Posted By christina On 09.17.2012 @ 5:44 am
it’s what you do with your muscles. I believe a lot of people do this when they are like “oh look how big my muscles are” and they hold out their arm, but they are totally flexing their arm at the same time. Flex is also part of flexible, the ability to easily change.
» Posted By Christina On 09.07.2012 @ 7:04 pm
I covered my face with the large piece of cloth. “How the heck will they notice me anyway? What’s the point of this?” I complained to my caretaker.
He replied, “Just do it!” and we got in the car and left.
» Posted By Christina On 09.03.2012 @ 8:39 am
feeling of a substance.
different textures can feel nice or not nice in your mouth or to the touch
there are even different textures of music
many different textures
» Posted By christina On 09.02.2012 @ 7:18 am
I’m thirsty. I’m dying. What am I, a camel? Huh? Humans get dehydrated easily, deal with it. How am I supposed to find water in the stinking Sahara? I’m no camel… oh dear… *plonk*
» Posted By Christina On 08.31.2012 @ 3:23 pm
Well I feel dehydrated I feel like the only thing I can do is drink. Even a sip, like all I want to do is stand in the rain looking up at the sky with my moth open wide like a pelican, taking in the water that is given to me from the sky because it knows that without it i cannot survive.
» Posted By Christina On 08.31.2012 @ 2:15 pm
I love magazines. For me, they always mean the beach. Every time. I go to the grocery store and pick the trashiest ones I can find and then while the sun bakes my back I read all the hilarious, outrageous stories aloud to my friends. The day is only successful if at the end of the trip the magazine cover is stained in sunscreen and each page crease has little grains of sand.
» Posted By Christina On 08.28.2012 @ 10:34 pm
Cut the orange in half and you have two oranges. I have a half sister and half brother. I was half sleep this morning.Half half half half.
» Posted By christina On 08.22.2012 @ 5:40 am
She walked into the battle zone dazed. confused. What just happened? Where did everyone go? As the haze cleared over the cement ground so did the haze in her mind. Christ she mumbled as she observed splashes of bright red paint splattered across her old home.
» Posted By Christina On 08.16.2012 @ 10:39 pm
I would like to first say that I don’t like it really much when somebody forces me to do something. But I like it when somebody allows me to do everything i want. Thank you for giving me freedom.
» Posted By Christina On 08.14.2012 @ 2:03 pm
The concept of life is unknown. We’ll never know. But i like that. It makes every day a mystery. A hope that the answer will make itself known to all. It wont. It never will. Only in death, will we finally know. Finally understand what all this was for. If it ever meant anything at all.
» Posted By Christina On 08.12.2012 @ 8:48 pm
our bodies are made up of different substances. the water we drink is, the air we breathe. everything is a combination of everything else in some tiny capacity. but the true substances that make up a (wo)man are respect, honesty, bravery, and the ability to love.
» Posted By Christina On 08.08.2012 @ 7:04 pm
Cameras are basically the greatest things ever because they can capture all of your memories and happiness. Imagine smiling at something you see because it is just so powerful or stunning… Wanna remember it forever? Grab your camera fool! It’s the greatest amenity. So make sure you have a good one too!!!
» Posted By Christina On 08.03.2012 @ 1:40 am
People’s fuses. Growing short. Mine is. With this relationship. Not short in the sense that I’m angry, just short in the sense that I can’t take any more. Emotionally, I mean. The uncertainty. Too soon. Too much for both of us, I guess.
» Posted By christina On 07.23.2012 @ 7:29 pm
Instructions fuck that shit. I’m honeybadger, whatever, whatever I do what I want. Or what I don’t want, like the confused mind of Hamlet. To be or not to be? Or maybe? Whatever man, being is a tree underneath we wait for Godot.
» Posted By Christina On 07.21.2012 @ 6:15 pm
There were about 20 suspects that the police had found, 9 of them didn’t match the description and 2 of them had somewhat reasonable alibis. It was the other 9 that we weren’t too sure about. It seemed as if they were hiding something. But how could all nine of them have the right description and seem suspicious. Something just didnt fit.
» Posted By Christina On 07.20.2012 @ 4:51 pm
When my mom passed away of cancer, these gentlemen came to the house to take her away. They moved her out of the room like a piece of furniture, handling her awkwardly. THen they laid her on the stretcher. She was cocooned in what looked like white gauze. The gentlemen said..”This is it” and we all realized we would never see her again. I don’t know how long we stood there…
» Posted By Christina On 07.19.2012 @ 10:14 am
I walk slowly, deliberately up the stairs. I’m nearing the top, the door grows ominously bigger and bigger. My hand is on the doorknob, brass, and well worn from so many turnings. So many turnings that revealed happier prospects. The knocking returns and I know that my dilatory musings wont make the noise go away. With a deep breath to calm my frayed nerves, I turn the old doorknob and close my eyes, preparing for the blow of bad news that awaits me with the turning of a hinge and the sweeping breath of the outside air.
» Posted By Christina On 07.13.2012 @ 7:35 pm
Bandages cover but fail to actually heal. They hide the wound and only cause me to wonder, “Whats going on under there?”. Am I healing, or am I hiding reminders of the pain? As children, our pain is simple; we love the fun patterned bandages. They’re a simple solution to our relatively simple plights.
» Posted By Christina On 07.12.2012 @ 5:01 pm
I have so many advisers, solicited and unsolicited. The question is, “Shouldn’t I be my own adviser?” and if not, why not? I can’t see reason because I can only see from my own perspective. So forgive me if I think all advice is irrelevant.
» Posted By Christina On 07.11.2012 @ 9:00 pm
She leant closer, straining to hear the words of her Advisor. “You cannot go where you want to tomorrow. It will not end well.” Alla’s spirit fell; she had been looking forward to the Dason Ball for so long, and now he was telling her not too? She knew it was wrong to not listen, to not heed an Advisor’s advice, but she wanted to go against him anyways. What did they reall know anyways?
» Posted By Christina On 07.11.2012 @ 4:12 pm
Might I suggest we start over. Might I suggest that I might not always suggest and I might just start without any suggestion of fear.
» Posted By Christina On 07.10.2012 @ 8:21 pm
Suggestion. the power of. So much power. Wrapped up in the raise of an eyebrow, the tilt of the head, the narrowing of the eye. So easily misconstrued. misinterpretted. Hurt or joy. Lies or truth. The power of suggestion overwhelms.
» Posted By christina On 07.10.2012 @ 8:06 pm
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She was panicking, the ship was in a lot of trouble, and if Kelly couldn’t figure out what was wrong with turbine, or the engine, or whatever it was, they were going to get real nice and close with the Elys mountain range.
» Posted By Christina On 07.09.2012 @ 4:45 pm