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The montage was slow, and had the cheesy romance that characterized my new sister-in-law to a tee. She was the type of girl who couldn’t walk ten feet without looking dreamily into my brothers eyes. She was going to be the newest addition to my already screwed up family.

» Posted By J On 05.31.2011 @ 11:22 am


i remember i remember with my faulty memory with the narrative in my head with what i thought i remembered but what i really didn’t i remember what is gone what is lost what i never had
i remember remember rememeber a childhood, an adulthood of nostalgia nothing in particular

» Posted By J On 05.31.2011 @ 8:46 am

i remember all the things i could have done. all the things that might have changed what had happened. but i stood frozen and i remember trying to move, trying to speak, but i stood and let the man i love walk away.

» Posted By j On 05.31.2011 @ 5:38 am

I remember more than I should. Memory holds us back—keeps us from living—prevents us from moving forward. However, at the same time, all we are, everything we are, are memories. Isn’t it ironic that memories do nothing but keep us from the future, but at the same time, they are our future?

» Posted By J On 05.30.2011 @ 11:08 pm


is a literal english translation of the german word for the pains you sometimes get when you go jogging. it might be funny if used in this sense in english as it actually means something else. the german word is Seitenstechen.

» Posted By J On 05.29.2011 @ 1:37 pm


Mint leaves were grown in the garden when I was a child. My mother would boil water and then pick mint leaves to crush and float in the liquid, creating a fresh mint tea. They were wonderful to chew as well. I think I want to grow some again. Methinks. Yes. Mint.

» Posted By J On 05.28.2011 @ 7:36 am


The torch blazed on the corner of my jaw. The hotness was starting to grow unbearably painful. I wanted him to stop, and I screamed for it, wailed, cried, but he kept pushing the torch closer, closer. Until all I saw was blackness.

» Posted By J On 05.25.2011 @ 8:45 pm


I twisted my arms into a pretzel and waited.

“What’s the problem?”

“I don’t know,” I responded. “I just don’t like the way this is working out. It wasn’t how I’d imagined it.”

“That’s okay. I’m new at this, too. Someday we’ll be old and believe it’s important to remember this.”

» Posted By J On 05.22.2011 @ 1:37 pm


Hail to the thief in the night, fail to exceed your own pride. Thieving is easy. Keeping is hard.

» Posted By J On 05.23.2011 @ 1:58 pm


Its burning and ritchous. triggered it cant be taken bak and it distroys, your wounds clensed and cut open, deeeper now but clean. the world is more messy but you’re clean.

» Posted By J On 05.22.2011 @ 12:23 am

Wrath is the driving force of vengeance. It is the illness within our hearts which brings only more loss, only more pain in the face of wrongdoing. It is the way of the old gods, the way of cruelty and weakness. Is it not better to turn the other cheek? Is it not better to rise above? how can we be so lost in the face of our own anger?

» Posted By J On 05.21.2011 @ 11:40 pm


domestic violence and the poems you always read in 8th grade when you didn’t know the meaning of life/i never believed in poppies/or cocaine/but things change/and you’ll learn.

» Posted By J On 05.19.2011 @ 6:21 pm


something small and what annoys who sometimes, but it’s nice when somebody is sad because he has a mole.i don’t know

» Posted By j On 05.19.2011 @ 6:21 am


i have been tempted to do many things and sometimes i give in to that temptation but most of the time, i must say that i stop myself from doing things even if it wouldn’t hurt anyone because i know that they aren’t readily accepted by society or my peers. there are things that i would love to do, that i am very tempted to do that i don’t do because i know people would give me a hard time for doing them and i just don’t want to deal with that.

» Posted By J On 05.18.2011 @ 6:03 am


the world as we know it has been wasted away by the people whom ihabit it, we take advantage of the beautiful perfect eco system we were so graciously given…. and why?
Because of our greedy tendencies. We lose focus on what is important, and get caught up with “things”

» Posted By J On 05.14.2011 @ 1:56 am


I gotta say consoling is essential to to the human well being. Many have consoled me. And I will console others to pay it forward. It’s like an out of whack electron going back to neutral. Console.

» Posted By J On 05.10.2011 @ 6:25 pm


it seems horrible, i’m so glad i ever have to do it. when they launch ships it is called a birth. the only good kind i imagine. i would birth a ship.

» Posted By J On 05.08.2011 @ 4:03 pm


Black is the only color of it I like. I think it is a lovely accessory. It makes my eyes feel beautiful, it makes me feel beautiful. Some look trashy, not me.

» Posted By J On 05.05.2011 @ 7:30 pm


Camping out beneath the stars, with the slight tickle of the grass and the soft breeze, is what heaven would feel like if heaven existed.

» Posted By J On 05.04.2011 @ 9:17 pm

i went camping once….in my cousins’ backyard!! i got to sleep at one of the tent sides, and guess what? It rained that night. i got all wet. I also wrote a children’s book for my 8th grade English class about a bear that got lost on a camping trip

» Posted By j On 05.04.2011 @ 6:19 pm


i loved this girl, she was cute, her name was ana, she was in a band. . . . she stole my heart with a drum. She stole my soul with a kiss. i called her my bandana. . .

» Posted By j On 05.03.2011 @ 10:27 am


bright light health star

» Posted By J On 05.01.2011 @ 7:37 pm

light. normally i can relate fluorescent to light, for physical motives. also reminds me of a song by the Arctic Monkeys.

» Posted By j On 05.01.2011 @ 6:20 pm


There is nothing lucky about a four leaved clover.

It does, however, remind us how lucky we really are.

» Posted By J On 04.30.2011 @ 5:25 pm


This is love. This is everything and nothing. It’s the end; it’s the quick fix; it’s the beginning. It’s the lock that chains our hearts together. It’s the lock that keeps our lover’s away.

» Posted By J On 04.28.2011 @ 7:16 pm


I think of hicks. bumping along a dusty road, maybe they use it for kids, goats, sex, whatever it is it’s not socially acceptable. but they don’t care. they laugh in a way about their uniqueness that puts themselves in a good place, and pushes mainstream away

» Posted By j On 04.26.2011 @ 1:02 pm


A cold metallic substance used in many applications throughout human history. These applications include being used as tools, components in ships, appliances, and other industrial applications.

» Posted By J On 04.23.2011 @ 12:28 pm


It is hard to be foreign where everything is surreal and unknown. You think you have a grasp on your identity and then you are dropped into a place that is foreign and you beginning to question everything. One things start to become ordinary again, you begin to feel comfortable and then something else comes along that is foreign and the process begins again. Perhaps being foreign is a great way to keep life interesting.

» Posted By J On 04.22.2011 @ 7:51 am


it wasn’t the first time i’d bought one. hell, who am i kidding? i have some sort of unreasonable lust for gadgets. if it does something neat, it must be in my possession. i have one for everything.

» Posted By J On 04.21.2011 @ 8:52 am


This is so tricky, but I’m determined to write something. Does this count for anything? Does the internet get to see me embarrass myself or is this just for personal satisfaction, ’cause I’m not getting any of that. I guess someone determined before I started that I would fail.

» Posted By J On 04.07.2011 @ 1:58 pm

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