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Hey, why don’t you just have a puff you big pussy? Common, it’s not like they kill anyone… wait… they do? Well hey, I guess EVERYTHING gives you cancer, right? No? Mostly just cigarettes? Well hey I guess breathing looks cool these days, too. I mean, kids can sit around breathing outside bars. That says ‘dangerous’ to the ladies.

» Posted By Steph On 07.17.2011 @ 7:23 am


Well I guess the only thing that comes toons is my crush, and that would be John… Even thought we aren’t together I still think about him.. Pathetic really. Or when I think of a crush u think about when I was little in elementary school…

» Posted By Steph On 06.29.2011 @ 12:27 am


Thrre was something about the way he stood. Rather like a stag, antlers bowed like a falling branch. Of course that was only my interpretation of it. No his weapon was the serrated edged knife in his calloused hand. This was no stag fight for supremacy, this was just an unnecessary act of wanton violence.

» Posted By steph On 06.26.2011 @ 12:15 am


Reflective to a failed economy, she basks in the light of humanity.

» Posted By Steph On 06.25.2011 @ 4:31 am


History is a weird thing. It’s kind of like a never ending book. It just keeps changing by having new characters that you never knew, perspectives that you never understood before and plot lines that you never thought of added to it. Yeah…it’s just a weird thing.

» Posted By Steph On 06.23.2011 @ 10:00 pm

its lame, dead, fantastic, amazing, changed the future, boring, dull, exploding with life, a paradox, long ago, RIGHT NOW.

» Posted By Steph On 06.23.2011 @ 8:35 pm


It was the heat. She was used to weather struggling to reach 70 degrees in Manchester. Then she realised that it wasnt the sun, but the heat of hells fire. She remembered the car vearing off the road and then intense pain

» Posted By steph On 06.23.2011 @ 4:01 am


I wonder if Julie got home safe. I left her at the town hall, it wasnt late just after midnight. She was rather the worse for werar, but I’m sure she’ll be OK.

» Posted By steph On 06.18.2011 @ 8:51 am


When you smile, I smile too… Don’t know why it’s so infectious, it just is. A smile makes the whole world seem more beautiful…especially when it’s your smile. When I leave this world, your smile is the last one I want to see. I wonder if you feel the same way about me? Smile! Just smile.

» Posted By Steph On 06.16.2011 @ 9:25 pm


Trains wrap themselves around the landscape. Hugging the hills and balancing on mountainsides. All through the country, they twist and turn.

» Posted By Steph On 06.15.2011 @ 7:02 pm


Funeral … i’ve never been to one.
November rain.
Red roses and gray coffin.
Black allover.

» Posted By Steph On 06.12.2011 @ 12:31 am


IS MADE CHINA ITS REALLY good especially when made with chicken stuff i once colored rice into many colors and made paintings with it then i sold the idea and made a lot of money

» Posted By steph On 06.11.2011 @ 5:49 am


old. Smelly. Boring. Life less. Zombie. Shouty. Obnoxious. Delusions of grandeur.

» Posted By steph On 06.10.2011 @ 3:58 am


When I get into bed I always climb in from the same corner, even if that is the most inconvenient way. Strange creatures of habit we are.

» Posted By Steph On 06.08.2011 @ 8:09 pm


It’s the soft feel and gentle smell of the flannel that had you nostalgic. You really screwed up this time but you really miss her. It’s only been a few days but you miss her more than anything. So you have to try. And that’s why you find yourself in front of her door. You don’t really have a speech planned but then again she always did appreciate a little spontaneity. Your hand raises up to knock on the door.

It’s now or never.

» Posted By steph On 06.05.2011 @ 11:23 pm


Once there was a boy who loved to doze off in class. He was easily distracted. But there was something about that chalkboard that always kept him focused. Maybe it was the beautiful Mrs. Applebees that stood next to it, writing with her special purple chalk, but whatever it was this boy couldn’t take his eyes off it…and was that a good thing? We’ll never know…

» Posted By Steph On 06.04.2011 @ 1:47 pm


Frequency blaring, brainwaves glaring. Beat and cadence deliver stress away.

» Posted By Steph On 06.04.2011 @ 9:15 am


Dark, scripted comments about the character.

» Posted By Steph On 05.29.2011 @ 6:21 pm


when i feel let down im always in despair. Thinking about him made me feel this despair. I currently feel like i deserve the title. Tomorrow is today’s essence and from that what do i have to live for. Im beginning to hate whats in store, if im never going to have a clue about what tomorrow brings. Its probably despair, though.

» Posted By steph On 05.29.2011 @ 1:33 am


i have a canteen
i take it camping with me sometimes
my friends like it
it is green
it likes to be at a campground
it usually holds water
unless i drink it all then it is just an empty canteen
i wish i had a bigger one
it is too small for long walks
which sucks
maybe a texas sized canteen
nah, then it probably wouldnt hold water anymore … hehehe
oh my canteen
you know what i mean

» Posted By Steph On 05.26.2011 @ 2:36 pm


Stealing my heart, he ran away down another path. He’s long gone. Yet I still carry a torch while I run my own path.

» Posted By Steph On 05.25.2011 @ 7:48 pm


With movement around and through, her synapses twisted. Her thoughts peppered and crunchy. He accepted her views—with a grain of salt.

» Posted By Steph On 05.22.2011 @ 12:22 pm


stole my cousin. took his life. took his family. took his heart, his laugh, his smile. took his energy, his happiness, his friends. someone took him, and did not bring him back. it is unfair. there is no punishment for this thief.

» Posted By steph On 05.23.2011 @ 10:18 pm

A silent thief, so different from those who came before. He stole my heart. My soul fulfilled.

» Posted By Steph On 05.23.2011 @ 6:44 pm


With one pass, he left no one standing. His wrath flattened the village. He second step did the same.

» Posted By Steph On 05.21.2011 @ 3:13 pm


families and animals, neat and orderly. Everything clean and happy, except domestic violence, thats bad. but thats still families and stuff. all stuff to do with the home. Pets in the home, the domestication of houses. DOMESTIC! aahhh. I dunno.

» Posted By steph On 05.20.2011 @ 8:12 am


He stalked his prey. His butt wiggled anticipating the ground’s next movement. The blind rodent surfaced; Magoo sprung. The barn cat triumphed.

» Posted By Steph On 05.18.2011 @ 6:24 pm


Well SHIIIIIT my boyfriend just got the same word. But where we differ is that he HATES vodka and I LOVED it! We are both sober now and vodka is not a part of our lives now. Bye vodka. I loved you, but you fucked me over.

» Posted By STEPH On 05.14.2011 @ 7:22 pm


A 70,000 square foot house? All I can think of is where do you find a cleaning crew equipped for the job? How often would they need to come? How much would it cost? Yikes.

» Posted By Steph On 05.09.2011 @ 7:20 pm

My crew dances out on the streets. What we do makes people believe that they too can realize their dreams in life. It’s the magic and the endless possibilities that make our crew that much better

» Posted By steph On 05.09.2011 @ 6:58 pm

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