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I was on a mission.I had been for quite some time, yes, but saying it like that felt good. It felt…definite.Like I actually knew what i was doing-yeah, right. I didn’t have a clue, and I knew it,but that didn’t matter. Because a mission was a mission, and a proise was a promise.With that thought echoing in my head, I took another step through the open countryside.One step closer to my goal.

» Posted By maddie On 08.06.2010 @ 2:04 pm


i am secure when i am at home. i feel safe, especially when the alarm is on. a place where i feel especially secure is in my room. this is because it is comfortable and familiar. i love feeling secure and at home. it’s comforting.

» Posted By maddie On 07.11.2010 @ 6:58 pm


The beach had always been my favorite place. There was nothing in the world more tranquil then walking on the sand, still cool from the night, in the early hours of the morning before the beach was overrun with families. The quiet air provided the perfect vehicle for the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore.

» Posted By Maddie On 06.23.2010 @ 11:19 pm

Sunset took the beach like you took me. Sand between my toes and salt in my ears were a last reminder of why summer made me sweat so much.

» Posted By Maddie On 06.23.2010 @ 4:54 pm


I already did this one
and I started talking about pickles
Because fallout is when a boob falls out
and that is rather embarrassing
I’m pretty sure that’s what it is..
isn’t it?
you should try
penut butter and pickle mayonaise sandwhiches.
They are quite amazing.

» Posted By Maddie On 06.15.2010 @ 5:55 pm


I wrapped my arms around him and inhaled, his dark and musky scent mad me go wild. I looked up to him and smiled, we then shared another perfect kiss. In this perfect moment, I am happy and alive with he glory of love. I never thought I’d ever feel this way about anyone, but I just couldn’t help it, I was obsessed. I was obsessed with the way he talked and smiled and the way he made me feel.

» Posted By Maddie On 05.29.2010 @ 12:34 pm


It was my own pet eagle. Soaring above my head, attached to it’s leash that i held tightly in my hands.

» Posted By Maddie On 05.20.2010 @ 5:59 pm


Subway make sandwiches. I’ve never had a Subway. but it always smells good when I walk past. But in America they must get confused between Subway the sandwich and THE subway, where they walk. I’ve never been to America, but my father lived there for a bit. I wonder if he ate Subway on the subway?

» Posted By Maddie On 04.15.2010 @ 2:14 am


I pulled the old paperback book out of my backpack. It was worn, with creases ad rips and the occasional stain. Here in the woods,though, as I sat alone, it was the most beautiful thing ever

» Posted By Maddie On 04.10.2010 @ 9:54 am


shiny, new, metallic. A gift from grandmom. Special. Dangly. Old. Rusted. Lost. Forgotten. Passed down. Friendship bracelet. Memories. Time. Regret.

» Posted By Maddie On 03.30.2009 @ 5:11 pm


cowardly novice in black leather. drives a jet across starlit sky. green eyed, black haired, beatuful woman. blond, fair and slender man.

» Posted By maddie On 07.16.2008 @ 1:41 am


trees breakable so flimsy. i snap twigs along the path as i walk. i peel them and bend them and twist them with my hands and them toss them not gently up to the side. twigs are insubstantial, only of note when you step on them barefoot or need to start a fire.

» Posted By maddie On 09.25.2009 @ 9:55 pm


i cant resist him. i cant leave him alone. i think the word resist s funny i mean why should we resist things? why make yourself stay away from something if you like it? if you love it? if its not physically hurting you why resist something

» Posted By Maddie On 09.19.2009 @ 6:45 pm


there was a man who is wanted he is very bad

» Posted By maddie On 09.09.2009 @ 10:53 am

there was a man that was wanted is very talented

» Posted By maddie On 09.09.2009 @ 10:50 am


you’re stressed
you are fred out
you are sad
you miss someone

» Posted By maddie On 09.08.2009 @ 9:44 am

you’re stressed
you are fred out
you are sad
you miss someone

» Posted By maddie On 09.08.2009 @ 9:44 am

you’re stressed
you are fred out

» Posted By maddie On 09.08.2009 @ 9:39 am

you’re stressed
you are fred out

» Posted By maddie On 09.08.2009 @ 9:38 am

you’re stressed
you are fred out

» Posted By maddie On 09.08.2009 @ 9:38 am


My heart, is broken. It will not be mended with gifts, just your love. Love me.

» Posted By Maddie On 12.21.2008 @ 12:20 pm


Toast is probably the best thing to put on the side of your breakfast plate. Eggs adore it, bacon envies it!

» Posted By Maddie On 12.19.2008 @ 8:29 am


Gear up, get out. Let’s have fun. Let’s explore. Imagine and think outside of the box. Be young again. Go where you don’t normally go. Pack up with your favorite things and new things and just go.

» Posted By Maddie On 12.07.2008 @ 11:22 am


on the radio she heard the outside. people people talking singing arguing loving. different things from inside her brain it was different. different from inside the room. they kept her in the room. but they gave her they gave me a radio. a radio. it sang to me.

» Posted By maddie On 08.11.2009 @ 5:41 pm


she didn’t feel as beautiful as she looked in the picture. the magazine had hit shelves that morning, and from her apartment she could see people buying it from newsstands. young girls looked up to her, she knew. what would they think if they knew?

» Posted By maddie On 08.08.2009 @ 4:15 am


American Idol is a great show. Really lovely. Yeah that’s bull shit. Why do people like American Idol so much!? I don’t get it! The people really don’t have all that much talent to be honest, and no one ever really buys theirs albums. Fuckin’ Simon Cowell. He’s an asshole, by the way. Why do people keep giving him money?!

» Posted By Maddie On 08.06.2009 @ 6:05 pm


he had been trying for so long to make her happy. he would rearrange his day when she asked if she could stop by and say hello. but she knew what kind of control she had., and she kept him in a cage. he was about to copllapse.

» Posted By maddie On 08.04.2009 @ 1:56 pm


her fingers were. she had them on my neck, laying them like twigs. “they won’t leave me alone.” her voice was icy. her fingers dropped to her sides. “we won’t be seeing them again..” she said as her fingers curled.

» Posted By maddie On 07.31.2009 @ 11:55 am


soil soil. we stepped into it . our toes black from the rich dark soil. we had our fingers in it turning and lifting. the smell is deep and earthy and reminds us of everything that isn’t in the city.

» Posted By maddie On 07.27.2009 @ 9:57 am


deep beat of a bass drum, steady, life.

» Posted By maddie On 07.13.2009 @ 11:09 am

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