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They work hard. They love what they do. They are almost invisible.
Scientists. Passion drives them to discover and to participate in something new. We do not usually see them but they are for us. In tv, toaster, mobile and new Loreal shampoo.
» Posted By Lu On 03.03.2015 @ 1:25 pm
i collect dresses. dresses are my collection. most are from the 1950s and are one of a kind. i wear a dress every day so collecting them is practical. full skirt dresses are the best. i would like to acquire a 50s dior dress one day.
» Posted By lu On 07.06.2013 @ 10:16 pm
It was a web of lies that I built up. I felt like a spider, carefully sculpting a structure around me to trap others. The only problem was, it was trapping me too. I felt like that spider in the hands of an arachnophobe, being flushed down the plughole and I couldn’t escape.
» Posted By Lu On 04.02.2013 @ 6:14 am
it’s running here, it’s falling there. i see it on you, your broken hands. why are you so sad? where’d you go? i want this hole, this wall, this heart of yours to be whole again.
» Posted By Lu On 02.26.2013 @ 6:48 pm
It’s cold here; ran rigid and froze; Head flying throw what I can’t see; Body jerked to a motionless state. It’s cold here, stalled out on the bleak earth.
» Posted By Lu On 02.23.2013 @ 5:32 am
music beautiful lovely birds piano violin
» Posted By lu On 01.18.2013 @ 4:19 pm
Shown. This word speaks to me. We are shown the way in life.
It’s a beautiful word that can signify guidance. You never know until you are shown.
» Posted By lu On 10.20.2012 @ 5:21 am
what is fresh? I am clean. What is cleanliness? Fucking the system and feeling good about it. What’s happening? My life. How we happen and how we fornicate how we live how we breathe how we die how this all occurs and reoccurs how it’s all good in this world when we want it to be, a matter of perspective, truth and trust…where is this truth, this trust, this perspective? Don’t give and take, just let it flow…let it all flow
» Posted By Lu On 10.10.2012 @ 4:39 pm
Despite everything that happened, I still want to be with you. I know you had your doubts and I have mine, but i cant help thinking that we would be great together. Please give me a chance and dont take advantage of me.
» Posted By lu On 09.18.2012 @ 8:49 pm
I flex my neck to face you beacause i dont want you to think i want to talk to you. Im dying to, but you dont deserve to have me or my attention, you must earn it. Thats why i flex my neck.
» Posted By lu On 09.08.2012 @ 10:01 am
stillness filled her mind. all she could think of was to not move, or else, they would find her, end her, and then they would make her suffer. so she took one deep breath, then a second one, then a third, and when silence filled the room, she knew it was safe to go out… or was it?
» Posted By lu On 09.06.2012 @ 9:10 pm
i ‘ve got no idea what fuses is, what it sounds good… probably. The combination of letters is nice and.. emm.. Maybe something related with space and astronauts? hahaahahah Really, i don’t know.
» Posted By Lu On 07.24.2012 @ 9:36 am
it’s a curse, this life. i don’t know what to do, how to live. i want to reak the curse, but how? and will that stop me from living? will i die?
» Posted By Lu On 02.20.2012 @ 4:11 pm
Dozen of memories crossing the sea, red sun drowning in.
» Posted By lu On 01.06.2012 @ 2:36 pm
give me just a chance. Oh shit, you’re giving me this chance. It’s not a chance. It’s a blank check. It’s like you’ve already committed. You trust me? Why do you trust me? Why are you here why are you saying these things oh god who are you what are you what do you want what do I want I don’t even know what I am anymore
» Posted By Lu On 08.28.2011 @ 7:18 pm
poison can kill yo snakes have poison, some snakes can kill you with their poison and others don’t do anything. daddy long legs have really poisonous venom but they are too small to bite anyone, only their prey. Sting rays also have poison but that is often removed.
» Posted By Lu On 08.21.2011 @ 7:35 pm
Oh why is it this word today?
Ashley is a manager and she manages. She manages well. She tries to turn me into something I’m not and I oblige as best I can. I smile without cease. I don’t even remember why or that I’m doing it. It’s a good thing I’m so good at faking sex.
I have a crush on the male manager. It’s against the rules. More rules than one I broke tonight.
» Posted By Lu On 08.04.2011 @ 5:59 pm
Plague? It’s like a plague of locusts out there. Not out there here, but out there there. Back there. Back home. Back before we knew for certain that he didn’t love you anymore. But I always loved you, I still love you, quite absurdly and some days I have no idea whether it’s erotic or not. Does it matter? Plague of love, sometimes.
» Posted By Lu On 07.12.2011 @ 5:46 pm
Honestly? Not really drunk. Don’t really know where I’m going, but totally not drunk. Nope, not at all. Don’t mind me stumbling. I do that all the time. My feet are too big. Or too small. No matter. Don’t mind me. Honestly? Think your hair is kind of silly and your smile is pretty dumb. Don’t really think it suits you, sorry. Honesty hurts, donnit?
» Posted By Lu On 06.30.2011 @ 6:28 pm
Wading into deeper waters
Unsure where this is going
Out of her depth
And it’s his name that she screams
But his name
Reaching, senselessly, for someone who isn’t there
There’s no prince come to save you little girl
Just cold waters
» Posted By Lu On 06.29.2011 @ 4:49 pm
Is it a crush if you don’t realize it? If it’s something lingering in the background until suddenly, without reason, it explodes and you wake up together the next morning in bed and you’re not ashamed? Is it a crush if you don’t have flutterings in your stomach, if you don’t hear the quiver in your voice when you say their name? Is it
» Posted By Lu On 06.28.2011 @ 11:36 am
She didn’t lust after him. It was just an accident that they ended up there, her sitting on his desk, her legs wrapped around him, his face buried in her neck, them both panting, as silent ly as they could. It was an accident, but a happy one, one that they didn’t speak about afterwards, but that made them smile, secretly, for days aft
» Posted By Lu On 06.27.2011 @ 11:52 am
She was forgetting where she was. The surroundings around her faded and swirled into a cottony blur of shapes and colors. The smell of smoke burned in her nose. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant. She’d always liked the smell of smoke. It reminded her of that one man, in the leather jacket. But then she forgot him, too.
» Posted By Lu On 06.08.2011 @ 11:03 am
i have no idea what waver means. i’m portuguese, you know? i’ve stumbled upon this website, and i thought it would be fun to do this.. and that it might help to improve my writing.
» Posted By Lu On 05.07.2011 @ 6:10 pm
Higheels are girl’s best friend, but just topmodels can use them correctly. I will have to learn using them, if i want to become one. Otherwise people won’t believe me, I am one. My big goal is to reach the point they believe in me. That would be great.
» Posted By Lu On 05.07.2011 @ 6:32 am
What, I have to do this again? Digital tv… Digital art… I don’t know, digital doesn’t bring a lot of things to my mind… only that just about everything we do these days is some way or shape digital. Digitally produced or created or used…
» Posted By Lu On 03.28.2011 @ 3:32 pm
what does it mean to invent? to me it means more than merely to continue the knowledge conquest that humans seem to be so obsessed with. to me it means to let your soul fly.. to release the fire inside you and see where it leads you. don’t be afraid to fail. jump in feed first. you might just like where you land.
» Posted By LU On 02.18.2011 @ 9:58 pm
alarm rings. morning. sun. have to go to work. what should i wear? birds outside. sun is warm. good morning.
» Posted By lu On 02.08.2011 @ 2:34 am
a reporters is a guy who is travelling a lot and is writting some news to show to everyone. that’s a report !
» Posted By Lu On 01.28.2011 @ 7:10 am
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She licked the edge of her thumb and, using her other hand, started cutting the base of her thumb. The padding was thick there – she used to play piano when she was younger, and she typed profusely now – so she had to insert her knife and saw with sharp up-and-down motions.
» Posted By Lu On 01.14.2011 @ 5:52 pm