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smth connected with a computer i think or an automobile where the figures are shown, yes it must be the latter one.

» Posted By Maria On 04.10.2013 @ 6:38 am

Well the dashboard melted but we still have the radio..

He looked over at her, smiled, and set his hand atop the gearshift.

“Truce?” he asked, looking down at her blue hair.

“Not on your life.” she growled, and looked out the window, “I’m still exceptionally angry with you.”

He looked out the window. Pity. He thought, they could have been good friends.

» Posted By Maria On 04.09.2013 @ 6:22 pm


i dont know what flour means but it sound like something easy going, goes with the flow, oh now i know it’s to cook, the basis of everything, what makes the meals delicious, what gives it life. You cannot live without flour in your kitchen, you have to buy two packages when there is no more.

» Posted By Maria On 04.06.2013 @ 1:06 pm


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» Posted By Maria On 03.31.2013 @ 12:28 am


wheat bread tastes super nasty and i dont think i would ever really eat it. its brown and really course. its not good with jam on it and its not good with cheese on it either. i really dont like it, i hate it when we get wheat bread for femmad at school, its so nasty and i always feel hungry after eating it. it doesnt fill you up very much.

» Posted By maria On 03.30.2013 @ 12:19 am


A word I usually don’y hear people use that much anymore… It’s sad how the media hasn’t improved their vocabulary that much during the years.
“The most overt things should be most prominent- that is if you look at it the right way.”
-Me; Maria V.

» Posted By Maria On 03.15.2013 @ 2:36 pm


I love Potes and I can’t hide it any more

» Posted By Maria On 03.14.2013 @ 5:57 am


Is the head, the captain, the one that will keep you safe when the storm arrives. The strenght of his mind is also the kindness from his heart. Tormented and lonely.

» Posted By maria On 03.12.2013 @ 6:26 pm


Oh……….terrain. You beautiful terrain where everybody succumbs to death’s kiss. Oh terrain. Your cracked, fucked up floor drenched in blood.

» Posted By Maria On 03.10.2013 @ 6:39 am


exploring possibilities considering alternatives And add more and one more thing by the way what do you think of this idea Wonderful ideas consider

» Posted By maria On 03.08.2013 @ 7:39 pm


someone who is weak.
someone who cant do much
someone who is tired

» Posted By Maria On 03.03.2013 @ 8:35 pm


Nothing but putting forth and instilling onto the mind. Education is hard, the economy is hard but you have to leave time for others. Instill into your mind of a good schedule, have time for others and your life can prosper.

» Posted By Maria On 03.02.2013 @ 3:52 pm


I conjured thoughts in my head like a witch conjures spells in a cauldron. Harry Potter connections!!! I conjured like a Gypsy attempting to conjure a better world in this era.

» Posted By Maria On 03.01.2013 @ 7:44 pm


Being sentenced to life in jail was not the scariest part of the courtroom. Instead, what frightened her was being in her own head. The outside world was filled with distractions. She was now going to be alone no matter what.

» Posted By maria On 03.01.2013 @ 8:28 am


Embellish situations, not things. Find the silver lining. Life is what you make it and only you have the power to change it. Live for today.

» Posted By Maria On 02.24.2013 @ 4:44 pm


I piss
in a stall
blank shiny
metal wall
with a hook
and a lock
I piss
like Jackson Pollock

» Posted By maria On 02.23.2013 @ 11:08 am

Quit stAlin\
to my bollywood track
Watchin lizzie mcgu1re
real niggaz
we baack
(sassy alter ego woo)

» Posted By maria On 02.23.2013 @ 11:01 am


Growing the garden means growing my spirit, filling my soul with love of the universe. When I’m in the garden, I’m filled with love for life. I remember a Billy Collins poem about falling in love with simple things, like the garden.

» Posted By Maria On 02.09.2013 @ 9:07 am


He travelled, but he didn’t particularly like selling, so he didn’t like being called a travelling salesman. It was the travelling he liked, and so he continued in the job anyway.

» Posted By Maria On 02.07.2013 @ 8:14 pm


People claim tha they know everytihng but what do they know? Scientists claim they know everything there is to know about the universe and about particles and elements, but they keep discovering knew ideas and knew universes.

» Posted By Maria On 02.06.2013 @ 9:01 pm


I want it. I want you. All of you, to myself, no one else. I can’t wait for that wonderful day. Where we will be one. I will be a part of you, and you of me. One soul, together, to walk together.

» Posted By Maria On 02.04.2013 @ 5:50 pm


niciodata sistemul nu va putea zdrobi inima unui om.mimic si gadesc des la ceea ce inseamna acceptrt ?libertaea e cea mai de prret.ascult muzica …… ascumd de sistem .da daaaaaa.cant dansez ma las

» Posted By maria On 02.02.2013 @ 10:08 am


yesterday a strange man knocked my door he was old with grey hair , holding a walking stick and amazingly look resembled my fathe only taller and dresssed much trendier, he entered the appartemenet without saying a word and headed righr to the kitchen as if he knew where it was, he took some grossseries from a fridge and made a sandwich

» Posted By maria On 01.29.2013 @ 10:41 am


Song, sound, summer, shiny, sweet, soft. Everything comes flowing, it is a sort of sunny surrender…

» Posted By María On 01.23.2013 @ 3:03 pm


when i destroy mr weever, i will be thanked by the whole school. i have to destroy the zombies that come my way and if i don;t they will all eat me, and destroy me. i have to de

» Posted By maria On 01.20.2013 @ 10:37 am

I want to destroy everything. I want to throw bricks into his window. I want him to feel how im feeling. how much it hurt for him to do that. but I cant, because I love him. I forget about it all when im with him, that’s wrong, it shouldn’t be like that. I cant forget.

» Posted By Maria On 01.19.2013 @ 2:53 pm


something about the way my fingers tap these keys remind me of the music flowing through my veins. they remind me of breaths from unknown boys flowing down my neck. sweat flying, clothes drenched. music flowing. oh the shows i enjoyed the music the friends

» Posted By maria On 12.27.2012 @ 9:14 pm


Fire. It licked out of the pan and to the wooden spoon nearby, from then catching on the towels and then on the wooden bread box next to it.

Fire. It spread from the bread box to the cookbook you’d left out last night after a long bout of baking. From there it caught on the pot full of oily water that you’d left in the sink.

Fire. It traveled to the napkins you’d left all over the place.

Fire. The smoke alarm activated, and you got out of the house, but my picture didn’t.

» Posted By Maria On 12.26.2012 @ 12:33 am


It’s like the more importanting thing in the universe. We can’t knows everything, but we can try always go for it.

» Posted By Maria On 12.23.2012 @ 9:15 am

Everybody knows something they are unaware of. When it filters in and goes out. Flowing through a sponge in our head. Swirling. Some glitters like the waters of true knowledge.
Once in a while, you get shown the light
In the strangest places if you look at it right
-The Grateful Dead

» Posted By maria On 12.22.2012 @ 2:06 pm

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