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I was late to school that day. The rain was pouring heavily and I had to tell her. I had to tell her how I felt. How yesterday I was drunk and I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean to break her heart. I just love her so much I couldn’t see her go through another heartbreak with another loser again. like me.
By lili on 11.22.2012
i never wake up in time for school because my mattress is so comfortable and late periods suck too because you never know why or who or how and sleep is good but late isn’t good because you miss things cars time clocks and coffee alarms and missed dates and rehearsals and sudden pregnancies and boyfriends restaurants girls.
By Kim on 11.22.2012
Something I hate. I don’t know it’s so ingrained in me to be anxious about this, why do we hate to keep people waiting? maybe it’s a sign of low self-confidence, becuase we dont’ beleieve that people will wait. MAybe my tendency for puntuality is because im so type A so orderly and by the rules. But i don’t think i truly am. im not really that converntional, but maybe everyone thiks that when they’re my age. I just don’t want to automatically accept that this is where I’ll be forever
By Carol on 11.22.2012
It was late. The sun was missing from the sky and the stars were sparse. I stared out my window, watching as two cats stabbed at a pile of garbage. A car smoked in an alleyway and some men huddles around a burning garbage can. The night had set on the city, heavy and relentless. I leant out the window, the cold night air pressing against my face. It was beautiful. All of it.
By Kable on 11.22.2012
I love you, and I think about you all the time late at night when im laying in bed starring at my selling. wondering if your missing me as much as im missing you. but im sure you are because I love you, and you love me and were ment for each other. your amazing josh, love your girl.
By Mikael Lynn on 11.22.2012
I’m late and I have no idea why. Usually I am late for everything so this word is nothing new to me. Late, late, late.. it’s what I always am. I wonder where this word derived from?
By Megan on 11.22.2012
I’m late. I don’t know for what yet but I know that I’m dragging behind. Something is off and i’m not prepared as I should be. I need to know that I will be on time. That this will all be worth it. That I can catch up to whatever it is that needs to be caught. And I fear the outcome could be life changing. And i need to catch it.
By MissStrawbunny URL on 11.22.2012
anxious,powerless moment when you realize that everything is getting so pressing…nothing to do but run!
By Niko on 11.22.2012
I hate it when someones late. You sit there, waiting, hoping, standing there awkwardly because you know everyone else is watching. You just feel so out of place. You just dont belong, anywhere, at all. Not until they show up, not until the wait is over and you can fall into their arms: home.
By kable URL on 11.22.2012
Late, late, late! My entire life could have been different if I was never late. I was two weeks late being born, I entered school late, and I have been late for every appointment I have ever made. Including this one, the most important job interview I’ve ever had in my life.
By IVYL on 11.22.2012
Its obvious I was late, the timer ended before I began this sentence.
By Chris on 11.22.2012
It was too late to go back, I knew that. But I just hated this feeling more than anything. I’m tired of having to deal with all of this. I wish he was here. I miss him so much. I can’t go through with this alone. It’s too much… all of this.
By Madison Hite URL on 11.22.2012
Am I too late? Too late to find who I am? Have I waited too long..
Who knows? But the longer I sit here and wait and ask, ask, ask…
The later I am. I don’t know.
By Katie on 11.22.2012
I’m late for a very important date.
No need to say hello, goodbye.
This world is not my native origin.
I don’t belong here. I’m late for things beyond my understanding. Beyond my human capabilities, nothing I could do on my own.
By Audrey URL on 11.22.2012
Bonnie ran along the concrete sidewalk, her heavy backpack bumping up and down. She was going to be in big trouble if she didn’t hurry. Dan would probably make her copy the dictionary all afternoon for punishment.
By Pendragon URL on 11.22.2012
My period was a little late this month, I just freaked out, so on this thanksgiving day I was thankful to be bleeding haha. I’m on the pill but people make mistakes. and by people I mean me.
By Brie URL on 11.22.2012
It’s too late now for me to look back
on all the things that I’ve done that I regret
I can only look forward and tell myself
Hey, maybe next time will be better
But It never really is..
It’s too late for me to ever step foot in
that house again
it’s too late for me to say anything to him
Or look him in the eyes.
I don’t want it to be too late to tell him
That I love him, and I want him
I don’t want it to be too late for me and him to
start forever together.
And I especially don’t want it to be too late for me
By AngelDuCiel on 11.22.2012
Everyone is always rushing
Always worried they’ll be too late.
They don’t realize that by the time
They’ve watched their lives pass by them..
It’ll already be too late.
Ive seen this one before. But being late is no excuse. My job interviews, being late is always at the top of the list of things NOT TO DO. just get ready earlier, do your shit earlier, arrive early, and GET A JOB EARLIER. dont be late.
By K-Spa on 11.22.2012
I saw my fate,
it was not too late,
for the horizon ahead,
was out of comfort, a solid bed.
But I found that through preparation
and dedication, came inspiration and success.
Dont be late. Go above and beyond.
By K-Spano URL on 11.22.2012
I was late to school yesterday. The dean was angry that she had to deal with me yet again. I think she’s going to call my parents this time. I’m going to be grounded for sure. I hope they don’t take away my internet privileges.
By Helen on 11.22.2012
So the fact is that every time I wake up, I know it takes me seven minutes to get ready. Only seven. But for whatever reason, I always think that mayyybe today it’ll only take six. Or even five. So I sleep in. And now, I’m paying for it.
By Brad URL on 11.22.2012
I really don’t like to be late. I try to be on time all the time, because to me time is very precious. People who are late upset me because I feel that they disrespect the most precious gift I have. Once time is spent, it can not be recycled, therefore I value it more than most things in my life.
By Hanna on 11.22.2012
I know for a fact that when I get up, it only takes me seven minutes to get ready. Just seven. But fo some reason, I always think that mayyyybe today it’ll only take six. Or even five.
And now I’m paying for it.
“You’re too late,” they told me. She was gone, it was lost.
Though I thought to myself that things would never be the same, I saw the horizon. Positivity embraced my thoughts, and I looked up.
By Hannah Eilers on 11.22.2012
“I’m late, is that what you are saying?” she asks, trying to stop her voice from breaking. Her hands start to shake, spilling the coffee she is holding. “I guess this is goodbye, then”…
By Edna Paulet URL on 11.22.2012
late at night when the birds are asleep in their nest, i’m thinking of you.
late at night when the stars are missing the sun, i’m wondering about you.
late at night when children’s eyes are shut, i’m missing you.
By Maya Georgi on 11.22.2012
Thank you for the faith when I had none.
For laughing at my joke with the really bad pun.
For the hand on my back that night I was crying in bed
For the ‘good morning’ kisses you lay on my forehead.
I’m sorry if these thanks reach you too late.
If I forgot that you had more than me on your plate.
Seems this is my nature, to speak in past tense
To fall in love with your footprints instead of your presence.
By Carly URL on 11.22.2012
Better late than never they say… well I say bull shit! Time is money. If you can’t respect my time you don’t respect me. Better late than never they say!? Well, late is the same as never I say. Unless of course it has nothing to do with my time! Then yeah… take all the time you need….
By Kezia R on 11.22.2012
I’m late a lot for things. I don’t really know why. I guess it’s because I have this weird self destructive streak in me. I think that if I get there on time then I’ll have done something right. And for some reason that thought scares me. A lot.
Or maybe it’s because I’m really bad at waking up on time.
By Tess on 11.22.2012
I was late to the ,mall once. ,y dad yelled at me because I didn’t go fast enough. It sucks because I tried my best and did all I could to get there on it,e but I just couldn’t…
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By ashley on 11.22.2012
Late again. I shouldn’t be surprised. Your arriving off time is the only constant I can find in you. I aught to stop expecting otherwise. You’ve never let me down letting me down.
By La Lune URL on 11.23.2012
If you climb the hill in my hometown, there’s a graveyard. The eroded tombstones bear names and stories long forgotten. If you listen very closely, you might just hear them say “we made it. Now we’re going home”.
By agloe on 11.23.2012
i am always late, i take too long to think of ways to react , when someone offends me or says something that is unacceptable, i always realize i must have said something like ..”blank”.. a while after, and the regret gets me. it is not my fault but it is something worth sharing.
By Fatema URL on 11.23.2012
oh this is bad
do i care
does it even matter
at the end of the day
validation of lie i told
too long ago
By Becki on 11.23.2012
Late. Late for tea, perhaps. Like the rabbit, in Alice in wonderland. He was always late. But, is it really to be late if you are not more than a few minutes over the meeting time? Do you have to apologize for being late if you arrive 2 seconds over time? Perhaps it has to do with the situation, in school you have to be on the second or you get a tardy, while if you’re seeing your friend at the mall, you can be up to 10 minutes late and it’s all good.
By Boo! on 11.23.2012
being late is an art. you have to grasp the exact second to be late. its not a matter about being fashionably late or embarrassingly late, it is a matter of life and death. being late for life, being late for death
By charbronte on 11.23.2012
I was late to school yesterday. My therapy? Gossip girl, drawing, my puppies, and food. Sounds good to me. I’ve been late to many times in my life, this needs to stop.
By mikileeb URL on 11.23.2012
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