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stacks of books on a shelf, stack of money in my vault, stacks of problems, piles of shit. My soccer team is stacked. That is a lot of stacks. Sounds like slacks, stacks of slacks–I’ll have a stack of slacks please. Make them stylish or else what’s the point?

» Posted By kaitlin On 10.10.2011 @ 5:16 pm


The young girl stood on the edge of the pool, taught face pulled into a grimace with the strain of her swimming cap. She knew what she was supposed to do, but couldn’t pull herself together. Simple really, hear the gun pierce the air, dive in, and meander down the pool, throwing the race – but not in a blatant manner, her middle-aged verging on obese coach had informed her- all so the team captain could have the sun shining out of her proverbial rear, once again.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 10.04.2011 @ 5:06 am


When he smiled, there was nothing in this world that would stop me. It was my Achille’s Heel, that smile. I was its victim, willing and able to do anything. He had me convinced that he was a god, and for the moment, I was content to believe so. Call me naiive, but I like to believe it was beautiful.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 09.23.2011 @ 9:20 pm


Sometimes I feel like I am a sinking ship. I seem to be doing things I promised I never would and saying things I never thought I would say. Feeling things I said I wouldn’t feel. It happens sometimes.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.23.2011 @ 6:21 am


I will pour a cup of poison and feed it to you while you sleep. You will die while dreaming of me. I’m sorry my dearest love for I can live without you. When you wake you will be in heaven and I still hear smiling and cheering.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.21.2011 @ 5:27 pm


Thread is long and stringy and I can’t say too much about it. It makes cool bracelets and it has the strength of well a newborn baby. So not the best thing to use when trying to hang off a building.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.15.2011 @ 8:06 pm

thread counts on sheets are really important. they help you be more comfortable at night. the higher the thread count, the more comfortable the sheets. in hotels and other places like that, the thread counts are really low. like 150. that’s why you don’t sleep very well.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.15.2011 @ 4:00 pm


I will be near Katy Perry in the sixth row tonight at the Santa Barbara Bowl. I’ve also been near many other concerts before like Justin Bieber, Kiss, Raven, Fergie, and Demi Lovato.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.13.2011 @ 3:17 pm


Hard and cold. Stone. Block. So hurt and sad. Everything hurts. So sad. So alone. So scared. So numb.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.08.2011 @ 6:09 pm

Red brown rectangular prism houses concrete heavy hard solid holy breakable cement usable cheap song brick wall

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.08.2011 @ 1:37 pm


It’s so secretive. So silent. Your broken heart. Your rugged hands. Your scars. The key. It’s light. Your darkness. The silence. So sacred and overwhelming. Heavy and light. Bittersweet. Sad.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.06.2011 @ 10:29 am

I remember. The look. Your so broken heart. The urgency of it all. The sadness. The lost key in my hand. The defiance. The denial. The hurt. The rawness. The vulnerability.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.06.2011 @ 10:24 am


I have several managers. About four that I can name off of the top of my head. It is the manager’s job to make sure that the business runs smoothly, customers are satisfied, and to set an example. This is not always the case though.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.04.2011 @ 12:49 pm


“Get on my level” is what she thought I said. In reality, my words were skewed. That’s what happens when you are best friends though. You’re misunderstandings turn into inside jokes. You find those phrases in songs and everyday places.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 08.03.2011 @ 8:35 pm


These past few days I have been feeling very ill. Very, very emotionally ill because every time I think about her I feel sick to my stomach with the pain of longing and need. Every time I see her I get these pains in my chest and I just know it’s her fault, that bitch! There’s nothing to do now except cry and feel sick and feel sorry for myself.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.25.2011 @ 10:36 am


the trophy was found on the ground by the mans body. the detective felt the back of the victims head, and sure enough, there was a large knot. he needed to figure out the time of death, then maybe he could figure out who killed one of the most notorious killers in all of Italy.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.19.2011 @ 9:27 am

I have never received a trophy. i have always wanted to and be able to say I have accomplished something. Thing is I never wanted to go out and do something. My dad has old baseball trophies on his shelf in his garage that I adore!

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.18.2011 @ 8:06 pm


Ever hated etiquette lessons. She always ended up sitting on a stiff chair, wearing a corset that was tied far too tightly, and having to listen to her teacher go on and on about being “a lady.” Ever knew how to be a lady, her etiquette lessons only diminished those qualities she found made her one.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.14.2011 @ 1:35 am


the maroon scarf flew quickly off her neck as she rode with her friends in the con-veritable corvette, her hands in the air,, shes having the time of her life, her maroon scarf slowly drifts down to the ground as they speed away.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.07.2011 @ 6:24 pm


the boy jumps out of the tree so he can chase after his friends, but he slips.
he falls and crashes to the ground. he screams out in pain,
his worried mother rushes outside to see if hes okay. shes desperate to know if hes okay.
it turns out, his arm has been broken by the fall.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.07.2011 @ 4:26 am

it is like a little boy who was playing outside, he falls off his bike and hurts his arm
his mom takes him to the hospital and they discover its broken. shes devastated,.
but surprisingly, the boy thinks its “awesome” he likes the excitement.

» Posted By kaitlin On 07.07.2011 @ 4:22 am


A crane is a bird I see sit upon the lake side. I stare and watch as it quickly flies into the next area of water. It’s beautiful, but quick. I want pictures, but it is far too shy. I want that crane you see, but I mustn’t its not for me!

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.03.2011 @ 7:22 pm


It was given to me in a way I couldn’t imagine. Just like when I was struck blinded with love from another one. I could haven given more back perhaps but that would change my perspective on a lot. Too bad I’m a stranger in this part of town. I have only ever given.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.02.2011 @ 12:26 pm


i learned to braid on accident. Its fun when hair is different colors and it makes a mini portrait in your hair. I have braided my dogs hair and it was silly. I love doing and learning different ways of doing it. I;m fairly bad but I try to learn better. Either way it’s a nice hairstyle and my friend marko braided my hair last night June 30 it was awful!

» Posted By Kaitlin On 07.02.2011 @ 12:00 am


I love you. HE loves me. That’s all I could ask for. The way he kisses me, it’s unlike any other. All I want to do is kiss him. I feel loved when I’m with him. It’s the best feeling in the world. I’d go back to him in a heartbeat, and that scares me. I wish he felt the same as I do. Maybe he does. I’ll never know.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 06.14.2011 @ 7:15 am


Dark shadows and shady people sit in sad corners. It’s just a sad place. Where people lurk and hide. Where little girls are snatched and taken. Where men are beaten and shot in bad cities. There is no high light.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 06.08.2011 @ 7:12 pm


hell if i know. plaid is something i see everywhere. its so what everyone expects.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 06.05.2011 @ 8:45 pm


car, terrible music mostly, oldies are good. classic rock is good too. today’s music sucks. outdated. probably going to be obsolete. small, portable dad has. those are really going to be obsolete. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh radio radio radio listening to the radio today with glenny. it was mostly bad, some good. alex has terrible music taste. music is important in life, but most of it is bad, hard to find good stuff

» Posted By kaitlin On 06.03.2011 @ 2:23 pm


Remember to floss. Always floss your teeth. If not you can get gross little thingies stuck between them that look really nasty. And usually no one will tell you, they’ll just awkwardly stare and have an internal struggle over whether to tell you. Also remember to wear sunscreen, otherwise you might get skin cancer, and that’s also quite awkward. Wanna go swimming? Nope, I got skin cancer. Awkward.

» Posted By Kaitlin On 05.30.2011 @ 11:37 am


Kelly was walking through the field and spotted an interesting looking rock. Curious as to what it may be she picked it up and began to examine it. With a closer examination she was able to tell that it was some sort of fossil…

» Posted By Kaitlin On 05.16.2011 @ 12:54 pm

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