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I have an announcement to make! To live with happiness and succesful is a untold by all as no one knows. Oh I wish I could tell you so we could spread the good news.

» Posted By Kat On 01.26.2015 @ 10:15 pm


Inducing a sigh is my troubles and pains.
Making me yearn for soemthing else.
Life is full of inducing.

» Posted By Kat On 01.25.2015 @ 1:38 pm


More than just sadness, devastation is a loss. The feeling of your hopes just crumbling away till all you are aware of is the ache in your chest.

» Posted By Kat On 01.03.2015 @ 5:42 pm


The snow looked like dust. The sky was white and gray. It was wintertime. It was too cold. I was trapped in my house again. But at least I could sip hot chocolate and wear my cozy clothes all day long.

» Posted By Kat On 12.21.2014 @ 7:37 pm

Cold miserable weather- but a time of year when good celebrations bring warmth to
Our hearts- thanksgiving and Christmas.

» Posted By Kat On 12.21.2014 @ 4:39 pm


the people in the tribe had red, black, and white paint on their faces. they would sing by the fire and roast marshmallows. the tents that they would make were made out of palm leaves. the people in the tribe lived on a desolate island.

» Posted By Kat On 12.06.2014 @ 7:19 pm


Speaking with authority, softly, loudly. Speaking with reverence, peace, tranquility. Speaking is something I really do not enjoy in front of many people. But public speaking can be done if with practice. I like the opposite word better – listening. Better a listener than a speaker.

» Posted By Kat On 11.25.2014 @ 10:34 am


Footprints to follow. Whether it is a deer trail through the woods or the footsteps of Jesus as you walk in His steps following the trails he left in the Bible. A beaten path where you can see the dirt beneath your feet – and the bushes part in front of you. A place others have walked.

» Posted By Kat On 11.21.2014 @ 5:03 am


so maybe some days your room becomes an ocean. so maybe some days you drown more than others. maybe, maybe. maybe some days your closet is a galaxy, and if you shut the lights and put your head between your knees, you swear you can see stars. you wish a star would fall on your head. I wish you would fall out of my heart, out of my mind. what if we learned to laugh and dance again, what if I could scoop out the fillings in my heart and replace it with something better … won’t you visit me here darling. it’s so lovely.

» Posted By kat On 10.29.2014 @ 7:29 am


The students in ‘How To Get Away With Murder’ were easily able to help Annalise Keating’s character assure there was no conviction for her client, but this wasn’t didn’t make any of the characters likable or even believable.

» Posted By kat On 09.28.2014 @ 2:36 pm


So much of what she saw of the boy was his slick mask.Hopefully the inside was more than he seemed on the outside.A silly entitled little rich boy.Nothing in the world would ever compare o the moment when her teacher paired her with him.How was she going to pull this off?

» Posted By Kat On 08.10.2014 @ 10:59 am


Delight doesn’t even beign to explain the feeling throught his body.
She was there, standing in front of him, just smiling and wearing modest clothes, but the gift in her hand made him chuckle.
“What a cute rabbit,” he laughed. The pet squirmed in the girl’s arms as he petted it.
It wasn’t just the animal that delighted him, it was the visitor herself.

» Posted By Kat On 07.15.2014 @ 8:27 pm

Dawn was absolutely delighted at the fact Kenny had stopped to visit.
“Kenny!” she exclaimed as she threw her arms aroudn her long time friend. He stumbled at the contact but replied with a weak laugh
“Hey, can i come in? Your mom had me drop something off”
“sure of course”
The girl moved aside and allowed him to enter.

» Posted By Kat On 07.15.2014 @ 8:21 pm


I think the thought of going to an old fashion cinema is amazing. It brings me back to the though of the late 1800’s and early 1900’s where women would dress up in hoop dresses and the men would wear suites and go to see something that would get them out of their element, their bubble of the world around them.

» Posted By Kat On 02.04.2014 @ 4:42 pm


Disect? I don’t even know what that means. Wait does it mean when someone rips a animal apart to see it’s guts? Then do you guys expect us to write something morbid?

» Posted By Kat On 02.01.2014 @ 8:48 pm


biblical: life should be lived in biblical proportions if you like drama…biblical…sin and forgiveness, faithfulness and betrayal, love and abomination, laughter and tears, confused and enlightened, justice and injustice…forgive and LOVE in biblical proportions!!!!!!

» Posted By Kat On 01.17.2014 @ 8:48 am


we need money
now now now
don’t think just do
make the money make you
it’s all we want and all we need
money wont grow on trees
frick frick

» Posted By Kat On 01.05.2014 @ 9:23 pm


she waits by his bedside
longing, hoping, wondering:
if this is love, do I leave or do I stay?
what if I miss the moment
when his eyelashes flutter open?

» Posted By kat On 12.22.2013 @ 2:11 am


I fries chicken with coconut oil.

» Posted By kat On 11.10.2013 @ 7:48 pm


I don’t feel festive. Yesterday I did not feel festive. I will not feel festive for quite some time now, but I have to put on a smile and pretend like nothing is wrong, because if I do, well, that just defeats the purpose now, doesn’t it?

» Posted By Kat On 10.05.2013 @ 10:28 am


I prayed to God harder than normal when I hear my friends talking in depressing circles or when the dark scares me at night, but I still don’t like it when people talk about religion around me.

» Posted By Kat On 09.25.2013 @ 12:05 pm


American bullshit. I hate time. Time counting. Time
keeping. Wasting time? How can you waste time? It’s not an object.
Life is life. Ignore the clock.

» Posted By Kat On 09.20.2013 @ 11:34 am


How can you tell if love exists? How does it make itself known? You can’t drip it into a teaspoon. Measure it–see how much it fills, know it exists, know this person feels this odd, intangible emotion. There is no proof. You just have to cross your fingers and hope.

» Posted By Kat On 09.19.2013 @ 11:20 am


All the colors spread out before him, waiting to be put in their place. Danced into something of meaning, something of beauty, something of life. Randomness, however high quality, cannot function in all these separate bowls. This world requires something made of the versatile. Give me a god.

» Posted By Kat On 09.18.2013 @ 9:07 pm


Water glistening, sparkling, like a floor of gems. Impossibly bright and clear. Colors unimaginable. Life unimaginable. To dive in, to submerge, to become part of such a place–a dream.

» Posted By Kat On 09.17.2013 @ 12:03 pm


Imagination run dry. What to think? What to feel? What are new thoughts, ideas, inspirations? What isn’t cliche? What is there left to come up with, when everything has been taken? Creativity is running on empty. This is the drought of the new.

» Posted By Kat On 09.16.2013 @ 11:34 am


He wore a suit and that was all he knew. The suit. The limits of his shoulders. The thin white lines in the dark blue. His wife got it dry cleaned. He’d never know how to get it dry cleaned by himself. Crowds watch. Beg for speeches. And there he is, not knowing how to take a suit that he made filthy and clean it up. And we wonder why he can’t save our country.

» Posted By Kat On 09.15.2013 @ 4:47 pm


bodie went to the railway and tossed his bag onto the platform. bloody doyle he muttered. stupid pillock. bodie sighed and kicked the bag with his toe. leave it to his partner, no, his ex-partner, to put him in this position. He hated being cornered, and doyle saying the three words that put him into that proverbial corner is what had bodie running. stupid stupid!

» Posted By kat On 09.05.2013 @ 11:13 am


“How can you love me so much?” She asked, a tear escaping.

“You are my air, my water, my life, my infinity. I couldn’t live without you.” He answered.

And for once, she slept soundly.

» Posted By Kat On 08.18.2013 @ 2:05 pm


My life was put into that moment, and I was so terrified. If I were to stay undecided, I would die. And that wasn’t an option. But how could I live with a lie? There was just no answer, so I stood silently until the bell went off.

» Posted By Kat On 08.17.2013 @ 7:24 pm

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