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The keg tipped over and poured out all of the ale onto the dusty pub floor. There were a few shouts and groans, but for the most part the crowd just laughed. The music continued as loudly as ever, and the throaty singing re-reached it’s deafening volume.
» Posted By KT On 01.02.2013 @ 12:46 am
My mother. I remember a lot of things about her. It was the way that she danced around the kitchen when she thought that no one was looking that really stuck with me. I remember hiding around the corner and watching like a nervous rabbit, just waiting to get caught.
» Posted By KT On 01.01.2013 @ 9:44 am
Cold, dirty. My cheek ground against the gritty soil. I turned my head. My chin dug into the hard dirt. I could see the tips of black boots inches from my nose. A throaty chuckle sounded above me. It sounded far too malicious.
» Posted By KT On 12.29.2012 @ 12:40 am
The truth. Facts; at least, that’s what you told me. As I sit here in the dark and type away at keys that I can barely see, I don’t know how much of that I should actually believe. It was the poison that dripped from your candy-apple lips that turned me into snow. I sit and wonder, diving deeper and deeper into a mystery that might not be solved. Maybe it should not be solved. However, curiosity killed the cat and one of these days it will set it’s ugly teeth into me.
» Posted By KT On 12.23.2012 @ 11:28 pm
I was determined to stay focused. Stay focused. Stay focused. The lines blurred like clouds together on the edge of my vision, molding into strange, dark, looming shapes. I couldn’t make out whether or not figures danced inside of them.
» Posted By KT On 12.13.2012 @ 2:15 am
He lifted up the lid of the dusty old chest.
“Here you go,” he said with a tired smile, “these were all hers.”
I was presented with the smell of old mothballs.
“Ugh” I exclaimed unwillingly.
Upon closer inspection, I could see tiny lace poking out of the sides of a pile of old clothing.
» Posted By KT On 12.10.2012 @ 11:53 pm
It was cold. The surface of the old, worm shingles
scratched her feet as she scraped slowly over them. There was a
breeze. It lifted the corners of her night gown teasingly, tickling
it’s long, cold fingers on her pale legs.
» Posted By KT On 12.07.2012 @ 12:28 am
“What’s the simplest thing you can think of?”
I thought a moment. It’s not something that I give a lot of thought to, simplicity. I am more complex than I like to admit. I don’t often let myself get caught up in the nice, easy flow of the simple life.
» Posted By KT On 12.05.2012 @ 11:34 pm
Somebody sees me through their window, while I am sitting on the fence in a field. Open the door that appears from the wheat. I’ll take your extended hand to join you in the grey.
» Posted By KT On 11.12.2012 @ 5:28 pm
A white blank canvas that calls his name. Two steps forwards and he’s in the frame. Searching; to find nothing. Yet she she’s everything. White. Bright. Stark and bold. The colour of clean and free.
» Posted By KT On 11.11.2012 @ 11:54 am
all my money, and now I’m scrounging the streets for rusted pennies and clock radios to keep track of the time I’ve spent scrounging instead of fooling around in the waves. The sand. It exfoliates my skin like a rock on a whale.
» Posted By KT On 11.10.2012 @ 3:01 pm
ROAR! I am fierce. You can’t stop me, you can not do what it is I do. You might do it better, however, this is my opportunity to roar as loud as I want to express how much of a lioness I am. Call me egotistic all you want, at the end of the day, I’m still not here to impress you. If you knew me, you’d know I’m not going after the paper just for me, I am not trying to stand on my own two feet for just me. Maybe I don’t want someone to support my weight anymore, this load gets heavy, I want them to not have to carry it anymore, but instead carry their own.
» Posted By kt On 11.09.2012 @ 3:43 pm
The ground is solid, and never really changes, at least by choice. I love to be solid like the ground in who I am, just as I would like the people in my life to be. They’re called earthquakes for a reason. At the same time, I do think you have to be flexible, able to like other things, nobody likes a “stick in the mud” as they call it. I think everyone needs to stand for one thing, that makes you who you are, but also understand that no one is going to think the exact same way. On the contrary actually, they might think the exact opposite thing. So, be grounded in one thing, one idea, one trait, but don’t judge others for not being grounded in the same thing. They might have had an earth shattering earthquake that made them not be able to stay so grounded. So, by all means, be grounded, but don’t carry around a whip for whomever does not share that ground with you and is not as grounded with that as you are.
» Posted By kt On 11.05.2012 @ 10:58 pm
You never learn. No matter how many times I bash you over the head with my big, fat book of rules and regulations, you never listen. When the blood pours from your palms and your feet, you still carry on. I told you to let go, but you held on to that burning metal. The next time you fall flat on your ass, don’t expect me to help you up again.
» Posted By KT On 02.11.2013 @ 1:27 pm
The sand blew around in a mini-tornado, sweeping up other particles as it twisted and turned, tumbled and bounced. It tipped and slid, dancing and pouring as it was spun around and dropped through the narrow opening into the empty pond below.
» Posted By KT On 02.09.2013 @ 7:11 pm
Is that the same as pawn?
I’m not a big fan of pawn so I doubt I’d be a big fan of fawn.
I’ll give it a shot though, why the hell not?
Can’t answer? Fawn it is then?
This probably doesn’t make an ounce of sense…………AND THAT’S HOW I LIKE IT!
» Posted By kt On 09.29.2012 @ 10:19 pm
Help. I want to go far away. Help.
» Posted By kt On 09.26.2012 @ 6:22 pm
Before everything, I never even notice you. I thought of you as “another one of the them”. Them being the men who swoon real quick for me and don’t even know me, being as you were the third at that time. Well funny how that worked, I now know how you felt. Being a nothing to your version of “me”. I’m so happily confused by the “who you are” as apposed to “who I thought you were”. It’s a constant guessing game that I am finally tired of guessing. So go ahead and be that better version of you that was already great for that other “me”, the one who sees you before the one who doesn’t even matter. Silly games we play, I wish for you the best life has to offer, call me crazy but, I just would like you in my life because when things go great I want to hear it through your own mouth and not someone else’s words. So win this game already, because I’m done guessing.
» Posted By kt On 09.25.2012 @ 12:50 am
She covered her head as the rain started to pour. The papers started to go limp as they melted into her hair. But they were no longer important.
» Posted By Kt On 09.03.2012 @ 3:33 am
I felt him through his clothes. His skin was smooth and rubbed sweetly onto mine. I never felt like that before. It dragged me down into a place I wasn’t sure of– a place I’ve never been. I felt it into my bones.
» Posted By KT On 09.01.2012 @ 5:30 pm
Oh, my darlings, How I love you so. You make me smile when I am down, you make me wonder why the sky ever gets dark. You all bring a light into my light that no one except for you can take away. Thank you for the gift of your presence. I love you all. I don’t even think you understand. :)
» Posted By kt On 08.30.2012 @ 6:08 pm
Are you the holder of my heart? Because I have been looking for who has it as of late, not because I have someone in mind I would like to give it to but, because for the first time in a long while I want to teach it that it does not have to love anyone but me, for a bit unless it wants to. So can you please give it back to me now? Don’t make me beg and plead, I’m done running from all my mistakes like you and blaming myself for them falling apart, now is my turn to stand strong and not let the world think I need someone else to help me through all of it’s turbulence.
» Posted By kt On 07.24.2012 @ 4:20 pm
All people are suspect, unfortunately for me there is only a handful of people who I trust don’t have untrue intentions. The rest have done nothing but, prove me wrong. I don’t know if I was just born differently or what but, I have run across people who make me wonder if they were raised by criminals. I hope to be proven right more often as I get older and move away from this town.
» Posted By kt On 07.20.2012 @ 6:22 pm
Its a sport for hot guys. Many Ivy League schools have a crew team. The men are always jacked. I wish I could have all of them, they are beautiful. They have muscles, and they are tan from being outside.
» Posted By KT On 07.15.2012 @ 9:00 pm
When you are uncoordinated, doorknobs are not as simple as they seem. When hands are full, greasy from pizza or wet from washing dishes, it seems almost impossible to use said doorknob. Few understand uncoordinated persons dilemma in this area.
» Posted By kt On 07.13.2012 @ 3:27 pm
There is always a suggestion from someone in your life about what you SHOULD do. I appreciate people telling me their opinions, I mean everyone is entitled to one. However, I am tired of doing what I should do so, I am probably not going to listen and don’t be offended when I don’t that’s just who I am and I won’t compromise that for anyone.
» Posted By kt On 07.10.2012 @ 6:36 pm
I can only think of an airplane because in all honesty, I have no idea what turbine is. This reminds me of the saying “patience is a virtue” and how I just recently realized that’s what it was as I thought it was “patience is a vert you”. That makes no sense now that I think about it but, I never took time to research it and see if it was wrong. I always thought it made perfect sense just to find out, for all these years, I was thinking I was pretty ahead of my time and smart and that I was wrong the whole time and I looked like the fool. I also found out right here that I have ADD apparently. Thanks for reading my pointless ADD ramble that has nothing to do with the word turbine.
» Posted By kt On 07.09.2012 @ 3:38 pm
Oh how I wish there was a bucket around before I decided to puke all over myself on my bed that very first night in my new apartment. There just is never a bucket when you need it apparently and there is always someone on the toilet when you need it. Murphy is a dick and I hate his law’s, all I needed was a bucket in these scenarios where the toilet was occupied and I would still have a few great outfits.
» Posted By kt On 07.09.2012 @ 12:22 am
When I was young I never received detention. Strange because I should have, see I was a good kid however, I was mischievous when it came to getting what I thought necessary. I wonder if the teachers knew but, realized my reasons weren’t bad. Like that one time in preschool, that I had woke up a kid I didn’t like just because he was rude to me. I never got in trouble, I believe it is because they knew I was just getting even and I deserved to.
» Posted By kt On 07.06.2012 @ 4:38 pm
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Seeds grow, they grow no matter what is happening around them. If not handled well while growing they end up being not as good as they could have been. So all plant growers out there, don’t let your seed not live up to their potential. If you sign up for the job, do it to the absolute best of your ability. This goes for everything in your life, treat everything the best way you can or think you should because karma is a bitch and comes back to you ten fold.
» Posted By kt On 06.24.2012 @ 3:23 pm