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lodge

lodge is rustic, its a place that isn’t home but where you can put yourself up. functional. to lodge in one’s throat- it’s stuckness. its wilderness. lodge is unpleasant in one sense but pleasant in another. funny that way. lodge reminds me of ramp. maybe the hard sound, the woodsiness, the utility of it. a lodge, like a wedge, something of use but hard, unmoving. uncreative. functional.

» Posted By J On 05.23.2012 @ 8:30 pm

gladiator

shoes. troy. st perpetua. persistence of ideal. beauty. class race gender time hope loss love. I wore gladiator shoes last summer and you kissed me and I cheated on you. I didn’t feel guilty until many months later when I realized that what I really wanted wasn’t him but you.

» Posted By J On 04.25.2012 @ 11:44 pm

chapped

chapped cracked. dry. elephantine.
I miss your lips and skin.
But I told you about the coconut oil.
Why didn’t you listen?
We could have fixed it.

» Posted By J On 04.25.2012 @ 5:26 am

slight

She walked away, I felt it settle into my chest and kind of emanate through me. Just calmly making itself at home. Slighted. It’s fine though, it’s okay though, because hey, at the end of the day you keep on keeping on, and you look to those who are the most important.

» Posted By j On 04.19.2012 @ 4:04 pm

puddle

It’s raining today. When I was a child a day like this was a nightmare for my mother. On the way home I was on a seek and destroy mission. No puddle in my path was safe; neither were my clothes or shoes. To this day I secretly want to jump in puddles on my way home, but at 28 I really shouldn’t, or should I?

» Posted By J On 04.11.2012 @ 6:53 am

willful

He was unyielding. I could see the fire in his eyes as he destroyed our village. The home I knew was burned to the ground. Not a cinder remained that could bring back any memories. My mother and father were gone and only I survive.

» Posted By J On 04.05.2012 @ 7:47 pm

hood

The hood in my jacket holds me in. Holds the rain drops. Holds the memories. Holds the friends. I take offense when I hear the word hoodlum because it makes a hood sound bad. It isn’t. It brings me together with what is around me. Peacefully and without anything in return.

» Posted By J On 04.05.2012 @ 11:05 am

flip

She ran from the room, thoughts flying every which way in her mind, trying to somehow comprehend what she had just seen. It was like her entire world had turned upside-down, a single moment that would come to define her forever. A complete 180.

» Posted By J On 04.03.2012 @ 8:43 pm

charms

Charms. First of all, I think of magic. And Harry Potter. And Professor Flitwick. All of which make me think of my childhood.
Charms – things God put in nature to show us His beauty. The charm of a sunny day, a clear blue sky…The charm of beauty itself.

» Posted By J On 04.01.2012 @ 7:09 am

capture

i capture your mind and into the word you must eat our heart and die without second flavor or emotion. The word is our bond to the limitless possibilities of flight and god. The hard drive captures death into our minds, and birds do sleep and weep. Keep the feet here and there, everywhere. You must die in death and dying. Quit your sleeping old man. Capture the birds. Capture his mind, capture his fate, and capture your true self.

» Posted By j On 03.28.2012 @ 6:35 pm

I captured a monkey the other day. It yelled and screamed and I felt sad. IT was sad. Anyways, capture reminds me of rapture. I’m trying to capture my thoughts right now and I can’t. I’m trapped. My mind is trapped how the hell am I supposed to write and think?

» Posted By J On 03.28.2012 @ 6:20 pm

residue

The sticky leavings of a by-gone race, the leftovers of a dead nation. I am what is left, I am who was left. No part to match my workings, I endure alone.

» Posted By J On 03.24.2012 @ 12:54 am

ratings

Its incredible how much society today has to judge other people to feel better about themselves. We rate others on a scale of 1 to 10 because we feel insecure about ourselves. Ratings are not only hurtful, and are found online and pretty much everywhere else. my advice to you is to stop judgeing so much.

» Posted By j On 03.21.2012 @ 3:22 am

pattern

Pattern’s are everywhere. In the sky, in the land, and forever after in her broken fragile mind.

» Posted By J On 03.15.2012 @ 7:08 pm

The pattern in the fabric must correlate with the patterns in the rest of the room. Picking up the colors here and there tying it all together. The pattern must be subtle not overwhelming and complement the feeling throughout.

» Posted By J On 03.15.2012 @ 11:13 am

duration

The duration of the illness will be determined by the patients willingness to take all doses of medication administered. The duration will be shortened by the use of more doses for longer than shorter.

» Posted By J On 03.14.2012 @ 2:00 pm

petition

its the same word everytime

» Posted By J On 03.13.2012 @ 11:31 pm

I once was asked to sign a petition. I refused. Why? No reason, I couldn’t be bothered. Maybe I felt that it was a waste a time, maybe I felt that I was being a hypocrite by signing. I should have signed the petition.

» Posted By J On 03.13.2012 @ 8:26 pm

dismissed

It was tough growing up in different cultures. I always felt dismissed by the half of me that wasn’t represented at the current place where I found myself to be. I’ve learned to be more open minded, and that’s something I’ve tried to take with me on my travels around the world.

» Posted By J On 03.10.2012 @ 5:17 am

professional

I need a professional to come and direct this play and help to dictate directions to the coming in and going out of all these children who need to be directed. A professional who will gift us with ideas and direction.

» Posted By J On 03.06.2012 @ 10:28 am

sweat

sweat baby , sweat. she said this over and over to her self as she circled the gym. sweat baby, sweat. it’s fat crying. sweat baby, sweat. sweat. sw

» Posted By j On 03.03.2012 @ 12:06 pm

crew

I worked at a restaurant and they called this a crew. This means that you are a member working together to be one unit. Each person’s actions affect another person.

» Posted By J On 02.29.2012 @ 7:02 pm

wagon

Bandwagon!
Also, it just reminds me of childhood. Like little Matilda dragging all her books around in a wagon on the way home from the library. That would have been me if my parents would let me walk around on my own. Wagons make me think of simplicity. And carrying other people’s ish to help them out.

» Posted By J On 02.02.2012 @ 4:42 am

festival

Festival. Reminds me of a line in the musical Into the Woods. The stepsisters are making fun of Cinderella because she wants to go to the festival. Haters suck. People who put you down because of your lower status will get what’s coming to them in the end. The sisters had their eyes pecked out by birds and they lived their lives blind.

» Posted By J On 01.31.2012 @ 8:52 pm

odds

the odds are the chsances of something happening. the odds are stacked aGAINST ME

» Posted By J On 01.30.2012 @ 7:10 am

ODDS are the chances of somkething happening.

» Posted By J On 01.30.2012 @ 7:07 am

cabin

Cabin fever.
Horror movies where a bunch of idiot teenagers go to a cabin by themselves so they can have sex and party without their parents watching. And then they’re all killed.
Also, calm, peaceful retreats with my choir friends, or with my Greek club friends. An escape from all the mundane, stressful patterns of being a student.

» Posted By J On 01.27.2012 @ 11:25 am

collar

Choking. A shock collar. Kind of like how I feel a lot. Like I try and run through a barrier, try and get out of my little fenced-in yard, but right when I come to the point of freedom, the collar goes and shocks me to put me in my place. I just want to GET OUT of this crap. But the collar is attached to a leash, and its holder won’t let go easily.

» Posted By J On 01.26.2012 @ 7:56 pm

plans

i had plans but my brother cancdeled them becuaucs fdkf he is mean he should stop being maean

» Posted By J On 01.25.2012 @ 7:11 am

hinge

hinge. there’s one thing that controls where we end up, it could be one decision, one person, one class, one relationship, whatever. It chooses whether our life swings one way or the other. and it makes me think of open doors. we can choose to shut people out, or leave the door wide open.

» Posted By J On 01.24.2012 @ 7:09 pm

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