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His smile. His smile is just so inspiring in a way that makes me want to grab a page and write all about it. That’s weird isn’t it? But its almost like his eyes are telling me a story when he smiles. Thats my muse.
» Posted By nicola On 07.30.2011 @ 6:29 am
the smell of mint wafted through the apartement. I sat up straight in bed… she was back. The kettle started screaming along with the alarm bells in my head. What was I going to do? I slid the covers back from my shaking body and prepared myself to face my mother.
» Posted By Nicola On 05.28.2011 @ 3:16 am
once there was a man living in a lonely island. he was so thirsty and his lips were chapped. he had done everything. he had called upon god with his quavering voice and let the sun scorch his back. he had given in to fate. and yet, the most mocking thing was that canteen sitting there, empty. for days it had been empty. His heart was empty too.
» Posted By Nicola On 05.26.2011 @ 2:03 pm
I have no idea what this means”
» Posted By nicola On 04.12.2011 @ 3:34 pm
so hard to find
“gritty” is right – it hurts!
couldn’t do without it
bottling up all the wrongs makes you fester
hate feeling dirty
lets get integritous
» Posted By Nicola On 04.09.2011 @ 9:54 am
boost self esteem? reminds me of a little kick of happiness :) maybe i also think of a booster, what they call injections in america! overall i think it is really a positive word and makes me smile :)
» Posted By Nicola On 02.03.2011 @ 7:20 am
the police car entered the subdivision at the speed of light. Panicked looks flashed across the lone women on the sidewalk, as she had just witnessed the fatal crash. The crash that stole the young life of the fifth grade girl who lived next door.
» Posted By Nicola On 10.27.2010 @ 7:56 pm
The distant and stretching miles tore on her gentle legs as she ran for her life. Running, just running, she wanted to get as far away as she could from whatever was behind her.
» Posted By Nicola On 07.30.2010 @ 2:07 pm
How could she bow before him knowing what he had done. Her heart began to thump wildly in her chest as she began her journey towards the floor. Her hand began to clench
» Posted By nicola On 05.28.2010 @ 11:01 am
I turned the key.. It wasn’t the right one. She told me over and over again, “the gold one, shaped like a triangle”. Why wasn’t it working? I only had so much time until he would figure out what I was doing. Did she lie to me?
» Posted By Nicola On 01.28.2009 @ 5:13 pm
Gently I looked down at the small face wrapped in the blanket, an angel brought to earth. I loved this child more than I thought possible, I was afraid to hold him for the sheer strength of my love may suffocate him, I resolved to love him always, carefully.
He is my only love, my son.
» Posted By Nicola On 07.12.2008 @ 10:42 am
trees green lots of them near water people gathering to listen to music many me with love and warmth I ma cold I want the warmth and safety of the trees around me and the warmth of the sun to encompass me surround my body Through the trees I see the birds surrrounding to settle for the evening
» Posted By nicola On 07.04.2009 @ 1:06 am
waiting ,sitting here with nothing but everything to do. procrastinating, am i procrastinating my life away. probably. and i don’t want to live with regret at the end. so why am i so idle?
» Posted By nicola On 08.05.2009 @ 7:14 pm
Food not lawn
digg a garden
play the ukulele
saw a seed
» Posted By Nicola On 02.24.2009 @ 1:47 pm
The path people chose depends on what they want out of life. Sometimes we get lost along the way and the path is obscured. Finding it again is a challenge, are you up for it?
» Posted By Nicola On 10.24.2008 @ 5:31 pm
Faster and faster I ran, my breathe sharp in my chest. I no longer knew if anyone was following, whats more i didmn’t care by now I was running for the sheer rush of it, the pain pushing me to go faster. What had I done? I thought? Did it matter, no. All that mattered was the run.
» Posted By Nicola On 07.11.2008 @ 10:54 am
hair, string. guitar. dress,scarf, but the and she wore a pink red bow bandana shoes candy bugs frog men tree and always love of family and life and god
» Posted By nicola On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
boob job brat wurst.
» Posted By nicola On 01.08.2010 @ 8:15 pm
orange, halloween, scary, vegetable, round, bright, pie, face, candle, lantern, seeds
» Posted By nicola On 11.27.2009 @ 2:44 pm
the sun will rise forever and nothing will help us determine the natural cycle of things except constant constant nocturnal wandering i am a femme mortal, not eternal, not lasting forever like so many of them say. sometimes i dream, dreams of living and flying but never dying. but i am not eternal. i never will be.
» Posted By Nicola On 11.19.2009 @ 10:26 am
He uses his right hand to shovel the dirt out of the hole, his left to wipe his beading sweat. For twenty years he has been at this work, endlessly, endlessly, one day he will get out of it, he told himself. He will use his powers and his soul and his love for others to get himself out of the hole he was in. But it would be for himself, not others.
» Posted By Nicola On 03.11.2010 @ 3:36 pm
His neck was bleeding. The hermit crab had pinched him fairly forcefully, and his friend Ernesto took a picture of his injury with his black Polaroid camera to “collect evidence.” They were on an expedition to show that hermit crabs were indeed dangerous animals: the cut proved so.
» Posted By Nicola On 03.20.2010 @ 2:10 am
I like to roll around in puddles. Dogs like to roll around in the grass. JOSH used to like to ROLL. i attempted to roll at lovevolution, but it was an epic fail. rolling around in daisies can be quite fun. rolling rolling rolling. i like to roll up balls of play doh. :) ROLL ROLL ROLL ROLL ROLL ROLL ROLL HAHAHAH. Rolling sounds quite fun.
» Posted By Nicola On 03.24.2010 @ 4:01 pm
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tragic tragedy a car crash but is all tragedy tragic is is? because everything happens for a reason. and everything is everything. her hair du is tragic..
» Posted By nicola On 03.28.2010 @ 5:43 pm