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She felt it forming, right under her nose. Although she was trying to play it cool, when their eyes met she could feel the warmth radiating inside her heart, reach her lips. She gave in and smiled at him.
» Posted By Lilly On 06.16.2011 @ 9:18 pm
the shirt was baby blue and felt like autumn and apples on my cheek; when i breathed in the crisp air my lungs filled with joy, and also sorrow, why does everything have to come to an end?
» Posted By Lilly On 06.05.2011 @ 5:25 pm
the shirt was baby blue plaid and it felt like autumn and apples against my cheek; when i breathed in the air i knew it had to end eventually and i tasted sorrow but also Granny Smith’s.
» Posted By Lilly On 06.05.2011 @ 5:15 pm
german memories are the best little girl england childhood wish nogales crazy peter pan disney love vampires bride lilly who am i? tell me tarzan is it real or just what i am told to believe?
» Posted By Lilly On 05.30.2011 @ 4:08 pm
they can be soft, or crunchy. they are normally twisted into an abnormal shape and salted. soft pretzels are often sold at baseball games. hard pretzels are often sold in a bag and eaten at some sort of party. they’re made of bread, and i think they’re quite delicious.
» Posted By Lilly On 05.22.2011 @ 4:51 pm
Iron reminds me of irony, how it’s ironic that our perfect relationship was everythin everyone wanted to be, and now were falling apart. Were what everyone avoids in the end.
» Posted By Lilly On 04.23.2011 @ 8:11 pm
Suddenly, the car halted to a stop. I went forward, the seatbelt stopping me a bit. He went out and popped the lid. He shrugged. “Nothing wrong here!” I looked at the dials, trying to find something wrong. I saw the gas meter and sighed. “We’re outa gas!”
» Posted By Lilly On 04.15.2011 @ 5:16 pm
“Are you kidding me? That REALLY happened?” I asked through laughter. She nodded. “Yeah! My brother is SO stupid.” “I can’t believe it, that’s too crazy!” He said. She shook her head. “No, you should! It was hilarious- it even took me a while to believe!”
» Posted By Lilly On 04.14.2011 @ 3:29 pm
Severe is a broken heart, a broken ankle, a broken dream.
Severe is when you need help.
Severe is when you miss the person you love most.
» Posted By Lilly On 04.13.2011 @ 3:39 pm
The pain was too harsh. She couldn’t stand it anymore. It was awful. The pain of her leg was unbearable. It had been amputated by that damned car. Now she saw it lay wrapped in some shitty paper near her bed. It was an awful thing to see, as a reminder of how different her life was going to be from then on. Nothing would be the same anymore. I
» Posted By Lilly On 04.13.2011 @ 2:45 pm
Finals are final. There’s nothing after a ‘final’. The ‘final’ test of the year. The ‘final’ pill in the bottle. ‘Final’ is ‘final’. There’s no simpler way to put it. They are the end, the ‘end’ of the discussion. The ‘end’ of an assignment
» Posted By lilly On 03.03.2011 @ 7:22 pm
final exam. history history day project done excited self made alone my myself always everyday sometimes frends boyfirend best friend movies the kings speech books contest
» Posted By Lilly On 03.03.2011 @ 4:33 pm
i’d like to invent ice-creams snot so you can eat your snot anytime, especially for children.
» Posted By lilly On 02.19.2011 @ 12:59 am
Somehow, no matter how many times it rings, i can’t seem to get up in the morning. Every single day i set it to 6:33, so that i’d have time to get ready in the morning, but i ALWAYS seem to roll over and fall asleep for another thirty minutes, and have to skip steps in my day to get to school on time.
» Posted By lilly On 02.07.2011 @ 10:35 pm
There are photos in a darkroom. People in photography classes in high schools use dark rooms. So do college photography majors and people who are professional photographers. Although it’s becoming less and less of a necessity with digital photography now. I guess it could mean just a regular old dark room, a room absent of light of any kind.
» Posted By Lilly On 02.02.2011 @ 7:13 pm
Finally, everything i have been working for has finished, she thought with a grin. She shrugged, pushing the small jacket off her shoulders and hanging it on the end of her chair.
Alrighty, she decided. I think it’s time to stop.
» Posted By lilly On 01.23.2011 @ 10:13 pm
when i was little i used to have a feather boa and I wore it alllllll the time. it was pink and really fluffy. I loved it so much. my grandma still has it and sometimes I sneak into the basement of her house to get it out of the “dress up box”.
» Posted By Lilly On 12.17.2010 @ 8:28 pm
Angry, hurtful,red faced, screaming these words all come to mind. Why can’t you just calm down and let it slide, how have you become so angry, who are you and what have you done with the original. This isn’t working.
» Posted By lilly On 12.12.2010 @ 9:04 pm
Temper is such an ugly word that brings back many horrible childhood memories. Don’t knock your dad’s recliner while he’s sleeping, he can’t control his temper. Your mom has a horrid temper, what an awful word.
» Posted By lilly On 12.12.2010 @ 8:59 pm
like water underwaves, like heat under flames, like sky understars….i want to be….
» Posted By Lilly On 08.21.2010 @ 7:41 am
I am not your maid, nor your care-taker. Your mom should not be calling me every 3 seconds to find out where you are. I hate the way you ask me to make you food when you’re oh-so-hungry. I hate the way you talk to me when you need me.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.27.2010 @ 5:00 pm
Strung up so high i can barely see, the world below me suspended in the earth, and space. …strung like a star in the sky i watch.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.26.2010 @ 4:31 pm
half and half, that was his favorite. Never cream. too thick. i gazed at the glass of coffee in front of me, gazed at his favorite additive…and took milk instead.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.25.2010 @ 12:29 pm
suddently we all are born, just as suddently we die
suddently we see ourselves, and suddently we cry
suddenties what rules our lives and how we have evolved.
but one thing is never certain, fixing the unresolved.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.23.2010 @ 10:11 pm
it was her gift to me. I held it close to my breast, it’s warmth penitrating my wool sweater.
“I’ll love it forever grammy.” Sshe smiled, and faded away.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.21.2010 @ 9:48 pm
he handed me a box. It smelled of memories and mildew, the smell of my grandmother’s kitchen, and my father’s tool shed. i couldn’t help but look at it’s contents, drapes, a old antique vase……all memories. all dusty and sun-soaked.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.20.2010 @ 11:16 am
You are here,
the ground with soft pine needles under my head.
the commitment to my enjoyment of the sky and air.
my peace and joy.
stay with me….
» Posted By Lilly On 07.19.2010 @ 5:21 pm
I wonder if this time she’ll be pleased. But then again, wondering and hoping is useless — she never is. Whatever I seem to do, however hard I seem to try, the woman never ceases to amaze me by how stubborn she is.
» Posted By Lilly On 07.14.2010 @ 6:44 pm
i always wanted to carve something out of like soap and stuff. but i never did. i want to carve a statue of a dinosaur. yes.
» Posted By lilly On 06.29.2010 @ 1:47 pm
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clash rhymes with crash. crash into me baby. just because two people clash doesn’t mean they can’t, won’t, or don’t have the potential to crash together in an utterly beautiful and extraordinary way.
» Posted By Lilly On 05.24.2010 @ 9:45 pm