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She ran, her heart pumping in her chest. Her pursuer crashed through the brush behind her. She pushed herself harder, faster, sprinting for the road, praying for a passerby. If should could just make it those last twenty yards, she’d be safe. She hoped.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.04.2009 @ 1:33 pm


i need an apron when i bake cookies. i prefer the apron to have an oven mitt attached so that i look even more amazing. i would love to look like an actual chef. its too bad i dont cook. if i did my apron would be red. id be awesome. the end.

» Posted By danielle On 10.03.2009 @ 11:54 pm

chef why do french people ride the train country cats adventure jump off and go away homeless buttercup. high acid trip but what is going on

» Posted By Danielle On 10.03.2009 @ 6:43 pm


She sipped it slowly, relishing the flavor, a hint of spice, a tang of citrus, the perfect blend to soothe her troubles

» Posted By Danielle On 10.02.2009 @ 9:23 pm

a fine wine is like an intoxicateing drug. It makes the mind grow with thoughts of indulgance and ideas of literature. It takes years to make one and only seconds to finsih it.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.02.2009 @ 7:09 pm

there was wine. wine everywhere.
wine in my shoes, wine in her cup in her hand on her lips. it was an orgy of win, flowing gladly over every surface. here we had it, we had life and living. living off the fruit and nectar- the wine.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.02.2009 @ 1:18 pm


She reached in her pocket and pulled out her lip balm. The heat of the day had dried her lips to the point of cracking. Unfortunately, it had also melted the balm into a thick, hot, jelly.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.01.2009 @ 9:14 pm


That’s swell! Sudden, wonderful. Swell means a few different things, and rhymes with many more words: smell, bell, tell… the list goes on. Really, it’s a swell word, evoking eras past while holding meaning in the current vernacular. What a swell word it is!

» Posted By Danielle On 03.21.2010 @ 9:47 pm


“Take me away.”
“Where to?”
“Anywhere. Anywhere but here.”

The cab driver nods. He’s seen girls just like her, eyes pale and sad, faint tear tracks down her cheeks.

These are the ones who don’t go home.

He shifts the car into gear and puts his foot on the gas pedal. It’s gonna be a long drive.

» Posted By Danielle On 03.24.2010 @ 10:46 pm


Caves have zubats that live in them. Zubats are really annoying. Geodudes also inhabit them. Those are annoying too. Occaisionally, you might run into an onix or a slowpoke, which are slightly less annoying but still annoying when they appear every two feet. Sometimes the rocks in caves have hidden items. You won’t know unless you go up to them and hit a. Sometimes you can find max revives in caves. On rocks. Or not. It depends. But still, zubats are pretty annoying.

» Posted By Danielle On 03.27.2010 @ 1:06 pm


Today I met someone who wanted to become a boxer. I’d never be able to do something like that–my arms are thin and powerless. And, well, it isn’t my dream.

But we do share one thing.

To box, you can’t pull any punches. And I’ve got to come at my own life–my own DREAMS–with full force if I want to make something of myself.

» Posted By Danielle On 03.30.2010 @ 7:50 pm


pretty. sex and the city. carrie bradshaw, is a woman in newyork. she has hundreds of shoes. heels are fun but ill like all that when im older.. hmm tsk tsk how about some leopard shoes HOTTT!! heels are super fun expcet when i fallllll. flats arnt to cute, slippers OWN!

» Posted By danielle On 10.28.2009 @ 6:56 pm


I think gem and I think diamond or ruby or sapphire it is a very pretty word too so simple and elegant but it was also the name of a really neat cartoon character from my childhood so it also has meaning for me there too.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.27.2009 @ 8:59 am

I think of gems and I think of To Kill a Mockingbird. Dunno why. Was the kid’s name Gem? I feel maybe it was. it’s been a while. That book makes me sad, like it’s from another time.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.26.2009 @ 10:44 pm


the feeling that you know what you are doing and all is well. you have an idea that something is going to happen and you just know. you feel it from somewhere you dont know and cant comprehend or describe. its a beautiful thing that makes little sense but makes all the sense in the world.

» Posted By danielle On 10.25.2009 @ 3:17 pm


The keys are white. I tap them, furiosuly,and they make noises. Sort of like the inside of my brain, but prettier. Laura plays the piano. Fuck. This is harder than I thought. Doo doo doo doo doo piano. The black makes an ugly sound. Does anyone actually use the foot pedals? I’d pick a hundred grand over a baby-grand anyday.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.23.2009 @ 4:17 pm


there was an aspect of ergengy in his voice, and a slight undertone of voilence. he wanted them Out.

» Posted By danielle On 10.23.2009 @ 11:31 am


i dialed the phone to call your house I found no one answered so i hung up and tried your mobile phone. then you answered we talked about the lovely day. i never thought i could talk so long about hte weather but then we did, and that was that — and i thought it would be nice to talk again, i hung up and called you the next day and we talked about life.

» Posted By danielle On 10.22.2009 @ 4:11 am



» Posted By Danielle On 10.21.2009 @ 2:31 am


molecules inspiring motion and movement and rapture the enrapturing spirit and energy within the heated balloon room and pressurized tent again and still more atoms diving and colliding while we strive to make a mark and the point always sparks so be careful to remark on the subject in parting without sparking a light or we’ll all get blown a-parting tonight.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.19.2009 @ 12:06 am


she wanted permission.
i nodded, nothing difinitive, just so she gould move forward if she wanted, move away, or be still.
she moved forward.

» Posted By Danielle On 10.16.2009 @ 1:12 pm


i am a lone fish in a dusty body of water. the hook grips my throat and i cease to breathe. “MOM!” i want to cry, but with no success. where am i going? who is taking me there? why is this happening? all i wanted to do was eat that worm… it looked so shiny. i guess curiosity did kill the cat.

» Posted By Danielle On 02.21.2010 @ 10:46 am


Plush, comfortable, easy to hug.

She’d always cling to that little stuffed bear—in joy, in fear, in desperation, in anger. The seams were beginning to come undone, the little voice chip was beginning to run down as the batteries died. But it was still her bear.

» Posted By Danielle On 02.17.2010 @ 12:10 pm

It wasn’t much of thing but it was the best of all. it was broken and abused but it was strong. it used to go on adventures and put you to sleep. it even almost got her killed but the memories are still sweet

» Posted By danielle On 02.17.2010 @ 6:33 am


It was cold, wind blowing. How can I survive this blizzard. Eyes freezing shut. So cold. Fingers can no longer grip my hood to my face. Bitter wind cuts. . .the blizzard moves on. . .all is still. No one could have survived. . .

» Posted By Danielle On 02.11.2010 @ 10:38 am


fag ass bitchy older guy who tries to control your every mood and take over the universe with machine guns and fire arms. i love my brothers though cause they black and jesus would be upset with me for not liking the black men… even though i cant love them sexually. i dont get it. let me be free of your sins!

» Posted By danielle On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


timing is everything. everything revolves around it, everything depends upon it. could we forget about the timing for just one day? enjoy what we are doing without worrying about when it is about to end?

» Posted By Danielle On 02.02.2010 @ 9:10 am

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