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I have always wanted to board a sailboat, but I have never seen one. It’s because I live in Delhi which is miles aways away from the shores. Although, being the adventurous person that I am, I know someday I will go on a lovely boat journey and discover more about this world. I believe experiences help you grow, and travelling is one of the best experiences that one can have.
» Posted By Nikita On 09.01.2018 @ 12:25 am
I learned that a driveway is what you park on and a parkway is what you drive on. So on the driveway you will find parked cars. Speaking of cars, my boyfriend got a new one. It’s beautiful. Maybe one day I will see it sitting on a driveway.
» Posted By nikita On 04.12.2017 @ 11:49 pm
As the past unfolds you will see your mistake, but do not dwell on them. Every mistake and every victory has lead you to this moment in time, do not fear the future. Do not dwell in the past, let your life unfold.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.10.2015 @ 10:45 am
» Posted By nikita On 06.16.2014 @ 3:22 am
I assume that some people think that they know what they are talking about. Without assuming, I guess that we, as a species, assume things on a daily basis. That young mother with a pram must be single. That teenager blaring loud music must be a goth. We make assumptions all the time.
» Posted By Nikita On 12.28.2013 @ 7:43 am
I love the idea that plaster of paris can be. You can structure anything from it. A face, hands, skin…anything you possibly set your mind to. The only thing you can never create from plaster of paris is life. I want to become a feeling that can radiate within the skin of a statue that is made from the same plaster…I want to be the life that is breathed into it and then live my life as a pristine version of myself.
» Posted By Nikita On 07.27.2013 @ 8:27 am
I love the idea that plaster of paris is as white as white can be. You can structure anything from it. A face, hands, skin…anything you possibly set your mind to. The only thing you can never create from plaster of paris is life. I want to become a feeling that can radiate within the skin of a statue that is made from the same plaster…I want to be the life that is breathed into it and then live my life as a pristine version of myself.
» Posted By Nikita On 07.27.2013 @ 8:26 am
go, start, begin, doctor, operation, game, play, task, mission, following, ocean,
» Posted By nikita On 12.24.2012 @ 12:09 pm
there are four seasons in general. spring, summer, autumn and winter. all of them have their special features. like in spring there are flowers all over the place or in summer it is hot, falling leaves in autumn and snow in winter. seasons occur because of the curvature of the earth and the tilt of the axis. the tilt of the axis causes opposite seasons to occur at the same time in different hemispheres
» Posted By nikita On 12.21.2012 @ 9:42 am
Props. The word brings me back to my highschool drama days. As I write this I think how cliched that sounds. What do most people think of when they see the word “props”? You could think of it in the context of ‘to prop’, but that’s so abstract. Humans like to attach emotion to things. That’s probably why I immediately thought of highschool drama. I have good memories of those years. It means something to me.
» Posted By Nikita On 07.27.2012 @ 2:35 pm
Oh i have a dilemma. All my life, it’s all been about dilemmas. I even have a dilemma weather i should be writing this. Love, work, life, God, you name it. I have a dilemma about everything.
» Posted By Nikita On 05.29.2012 @ 1:05 am
the thing on a dog and what you put a tie on it seems like fun to have a collar i’ve always wanted one round my neck so I can b considered n emo pet like pikachu? I love em it’s so funny like when u walk past someone with a collar on it’s like RIP IT OFF THERE NECKS! mwahhha
» Posted By Nikita On 01.27.2012 @ 8:55 am
Expression of the mind through physical strokes, not completely considered.
Long, calm breathes where my emotion seeps from my lungs.
Beautifully disturbing creations of my mind, never seen before.
» Posted By Nikita On 10.26.2011 @ 11:59 pm
the soreness of my hip. hungers of my core…mistaken for excitement. cringes never ignored
» Posted By Nikita On 08.19.2011 @ 5:58 pm
everything, achieve, live, happyness, smiling, proud, hard work, pressure, parents, fruit water bored frustrated long pencil pen reward money love sharing friends jealousy kindness helping hot cold friendly
» Posted By Nikita On 08.18.2011 @ 2:43 am
Level it’s on the games. If you pass a level you go to another one which is harder to pass.
» Posted By Nikita On 08.03.2011 @ 1:25 pm
The root of the problem was nothing compared to the lies that stemmed from the very truth at the bottom. We knew that what had happened was a minor misunderstanding. A…an opportunity not taken. They’d planted an entire forest of lies out of that deep-rooted knowledge. It’s funny how the superficial know nothing of what lies beneath.
» Posted By Nikita On 07.06.2011 @ 10:41 am
I knew from the start that there was something wrong with him–that nothing good would come of our continued relations. I couldn’t have predicted what would come, however. His treachery, his lies were unprecedented, his evil insurmountable. What I could not foresee, I will never forgive.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.20.2011 @ 10:05 pm
The flowers looked lonely. I think that’s why I picked them. One by one, daisy by daisy, petal by petal I removed them from their lonely prior lives. Then again, they had always had eachother. It was I who was alone. I who needed to be held.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.19.2011 @ 6:35 pm
I wonder sometimes why the sky is blue. I know the scientific reason, of course. It doesn’t take a genius to “google”. But why blue? Why should the sun shine when I feel like rain? Why not grey? Why is there no thunder when the voices pound around me? Why is there no darkness…Am I free? There must be a disconnect between the inner world and that without.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.17.2011 @ 1:54 pm
The train tracks loomed just feet from her path, and her eyes couldn’t help but wander toward them. What would it be like, she wondered, to end it? Instantly…Just a little pain, a roar. A train, blowing by. No one would know. Would they?
» Posted By Nikita On 06.16.2011 @ 8:43 am
A year had passed since they last locked eyes, but as they embraced, their bodies meshed as though time had been frozen all the while. I guess that’s what they mean when they say that love conquers all–Even time can’t hold it back.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.13.2011 @ 7:21 pm
Plaid is the pattern kilts are made out of. When I was little I used to do highland dancing and wear a kilt. I used to enter competitions and win heaps. It felt great. I still have a whole box of tropheys and medals in my closet.
» Posted By Nikita On 06.06.2011 @ 1:37 am
the beginning of something new and something that is beautiful. the birth of a child. very grotesque with the blood and tubes and the fat and the liquid, however, very beautiful with the mother and the thought of a new life and new person created from another person herself.
» Posted By nikita On 05.09.2011 @ 10:57 am
I trusted, but it rusted.
It rusted in the rain.
The rain, affected my brain.
For now, no one can be trusted.
Because of your rain.
I let you in and you wet the place. Well done.
» Posted By Nikita On 03.30.2011 @ 6:35 pm
I am trusted with a lot of secrets that I seldom share.
» Posted By Nikita On 03.30.2011 @ 6:34 pm
I went home, made a peanut butter jelly sandwhich. My favorite lunch ever. I first grabbed 2 pieces of bread out of the bag. Then slapped a bunch of grape jelly on it. As well as some
» Posted By Nikita On 01.31.2011 @ 12:42 pm
That is what I am when I read anything as funny and bizarre real life stories on stumbeupon.com. I’m amazed that I have to write about such a word in this little block for 60 seconds. I’m already out of things to write. Isn’t that funny or wait it’s amazing maybe? I have no idea what and why I have to write about this word. I guess it means surprised to a certain extent or even shocked in one way.
» Posted By Nikita On 12.09.2010 @ 4:05 am
im lookin in you direction getting an erection, my times almost run out , what simply i cant understand is to look or move forward, be there looking from a distance or be late, early, or on time, but here, here with you.
» Posted By Nikita On 09.23.2010 @ 8:09 am
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something you wear on you arms. sometimes gold and shiny skin , sometimes just black.
» Posted By Nikita On 09.23.2010 @ 12:45 am