March 18th, 2013 | 232 Entries

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  1. Facts and truth are not the same; truth is at the heart of facts, at the heart of everything. It’s what we know when we don’t even realize we know it. It’s realer than what our five senses can perceive, something that delves deep to our souls, even if our minds ignore it. It’s what makes our stomachs turn when denied, what makes us thrilled when accepted.

    By Abby on 03.18.2013

  2. Truth. Fear. they go hand in hand. Facing the truth, fearing the truth. It is everything. At least, that’s what I was told. But then I broke. Died. Leaving nothing behind but the family and life I always knew.

    By Kylie on 03.18.2013

  3. I lie, alot. more than I should. which is why I’m here. If i lived in a fantasy world and my life was chronicled by a great author the title of this chapter would be “The year of Despair” which would segue into “How to Drag yourself out of The Pit of Depression by your Bootstraps; A How To”

    Welcome to the Wonderful world of Savannah

    By Savannah URL on 03.18.2013

  4. i don’t know the truth. the honest truth is i don’t regret anything and i don’t know the truth about you. i know that i want to be deaf and in love with anyone and everything. the truth is i’m not sure if i want to be happy. i just want someone i can be myself around that i don’t have to lie to. i want to do something. anything. that is the truth.

    By leah on 03.18.2013

  5. The truth is hidden so far down this crumbling well that I fear I could empty it of all it’s water and never escape my lie.

    By Ebony Bird URL on 03.18.2013

  6. It means very different things to everyone. It’s importance to each is irrelevant. What is it to you? Best put by Oscar Wilde “The truth is never pure and rarely simple”>

    By Margo on 03.18.2013

  7. I’m sick and tired of truth; of reality. I want to disappear into the lies of my mind, this little world I’ve created to reject our hideous one. Leave me alone to rot there.

    By Ebony Bird URL on 03.18.2013

  8. It’s always the truth that hurts in the end, even if it doesn’t feel like it should. How do you face up to the overwhelming burden of facts? We all think we tell the truth, that we’re honest people. But we lie to each other all the time, hiding true feelings under fake smiles. I love having someone that I can be me with.

    By Jaclyn on 03.18.2013

  9. People don’t tell the truth nearly as often as they should. And sometimes the truths we tell ourselves aren’t nearly as true as the real truths are. So we run around spilling out these false truths with no one to say whether they’re right or wrong. A truth is definied by its interpretation. Who we are decides the truths we see and believe.

    By Lisa Shaffer on 03.18.2013

  10. Truth is a concept that is more complicated than it seems on the surface. Religious truth is so difficult to find. Everyone has their own personal truth, right? And that’s the way it has to be. We can’t expect everyone to find the same truth. So, subsequently, is there any absolute truth? Can there ever be a truth that exists for all people and all times? I don’t think so. Truth is more flexible than it seems to be as defined. My truth is him. Is love. Is us. That’s my truth.

    By Stargirl Carraway on 03.18.2013

  11. no one knew the truth. not even him, the one started the web of lies. because he wanted no one to find the truth. he was a liar, everyone knew it.
    it was the middle of June, we soaked up the lucious sun, and smelled the fresh flowers. we walked along the beach of our summer home. then we saw Fredrick swimming forcefully in the ocean, crashing into the waves. he had a strong build and sandy hair. I was easily attracted to him, who wouldn’t be? my friend, Margot, had a boy friend and was still falling in love with his looks! I went out to dinner with my famiy that night. I went to use the restroom when I literally ran into him! his deep navy eyes made me dizzy! gosh, he was handsome! I continued on my way, and he said “hi, and sorry for early” when I returned to my table. we decided to eat our meals together outside on the porch of the country club. he told me all about his past, and I told him about mine. I spent the rest of my summer at the house spending every minute with him. we fell in love, and shared passionate kisses all through out the summer nights. it was bliss. the morning of August 1st, he told me the truth… who he really was…

    By kathpine98 URL on 03.18.2013

  12. the truth is I don’t know the truth.
    I don’t know if any of us do.
    So any opinions are spewing from mouths of friends and strangers
    that it is hard to make out what is true.
    Only a few things I am absolutely sure of indeed.
    The truth is love.

    By Audrey Clark URL on 03.18.2013

  13. Some are so foolish to think that there can simply be one truth to a particular situation, when in fact there are many. Some truths are big and grand others are small and complicated. None are simple and none are pure. There is no singular truth but many all intertwined.

    By m. URL on 03.18.2013

  14. It was almost too easy to stretch it. To bend it, to push it to the extreme. It’s funny how easily it comes, too. A little added description here, omit a word there and a whole new story is made. Twisting, swirling, never breaking. From mouth to ear to ear to ear. That’s what happens. Always in motion and never stopping.

    By Amanda URL on 03.18.2013

  15. Lost , found and lost again. Stolen, and taken and kissed. Touched and punched.
    The double jointed circus freak of morality,

    By Marnie O'Brien on 03.18.2013

  16. Good,kind,not selfish,opposite of a lie,parents,teachers.

    By Mitchell Wise on 03.18.2013

  17. the truth is; the truth hides.
    The truth stides.
    Mind for mind
    Nickled and dime-bag’d
    Getting old, growing sagged
    The truth is,
    I wish i never nagged

    By Dan Flanagan on 03.18.2013

  18. Sometimes the truth hits
    Like a splicing spear-headed curveball,
    Rushing ahead of cavernous wind-tunnels,
    Barreling onto home-plate in a barren, mud-caked field –
    Like the only full-strung hitter
    In this endless hard-hit season

    By Alison on 03.18.2013

  19. The truth is fluid. it shifts and melts and refolds itself around the situations and the memories. No one knows what the truth really is. And no one ever will. The truth is a lie. and all lies have some truth within them.

    By Brittany URL on 03.18.2013

  20. truth means telling what has really happened, not something false. Truth is telling the real story, not lying by making up another story. truth means being natural to whatever situation it is. Truth is making sure the real facts are used, not something that was interperted or made up.

    By tingting on 03.18.2013

  21. Her face flushed with shock. I bit my lip. How could I have been so rude? But what was rude about telling the truth? Why was I about to be censored when I had simply been honest. A bit too honest perhaps, brutally honest, but surely that was better than lying? No.

    By Nicole URL on 03.18.2013

  22. There once was a man that was made out of truth. His arms were long strands of luminescent happiness, and he wore a content smile. The universe saw him and began to create creatures in his likeness, called humans. Unfortunately, the creation of these creatures slowly killed Truth, their words slowly breaking down the fibers of his very being.

    By Caelan Mangan on 03.18.2013

  23. we sit in class one desk closer than before
    aware of his breathing and mine
    so much i sometimes stop just so we’re off sync
    i cant look at him but i feel it
    the tension between us that is sometimes punctuated by
    a shared laugh at something the teacher said a few seconds later than
    everyone else.
    and this is stupid it’s like
    not even a big deal right?
    his hand was warm on my back when he gave me that compliment and
    i can feel it now even as we’re another desk apart but
    i dont even think he’s that cute
    so why would i even care.
    i dont even want this to go anywhere because maybe if i let it then i’m just feeding into the same shit everyone else is about not being complete without
    someone else. and maybe i just feel lonely.
    tired of being the third. and fifth. and seventh wheel and maybe ninth soon.
    tired of school and this high school feeling college and my own room and yoga and food and tea and theology and clothes and the weather and wanting to be my “best self” and it’s like
    give me something to fight for.
    im praying so hard sometimes and wanting to be over this feeling but
    nothing ever comes. i love traveling but im thinking that there’s nowhere else i want to be and here’s not where i want to be either because i just feel like i need some truth now.
    it’s hard to be alone when everyone pairs off and the sparks snap
    across the room between everyone
    but me. and i feel guilty because i know im young and this is part of a bigger plan and it’s not my timing and maybe i want to go overseas so do i even want a relationship but this shit is sometimes too tough to deal with.
    so he’s here and im here and i dont even want something to happen with him but maybe with someone else. i need courage and i need something to fight for.

    By Liz URL on 03.18.2013

  24. It’s something you can know for yourself,
    when you’ve seen it firsthand.
    But such a small amount of life has been seen through these eyes.
    Whose eyes can be trusted,
    even this mind tells lies.

    By Nothing URL on 03.18.2013

  25. The truth is no one knows and everyone keeps trying but I don’t think i will ever tell the truth

    By Chloe on 03.18.2013

  26. One word is all I could think of, Elly told me it, I hated it, I always hated it. Well, not always. When I was younger I loved it, isn’t that Ironic, I loved love. But she took love away from me, she took my heart, she made me cold, I was void of warmth and void of kindness.

    By Jeffery Francois URL on 03.18.2013

  27. martyrdom of the fantastic. delirious light and immaculate exception. plantain devastation. a subtle cocktail of misplaced servitude; the ancient fraud and receipt-slip of liars lawyers landlords the mechanics of doom.

    By moní reds on 03.18.2013

  28. One word is all I could think of, Elly told me it, I hated it, I always hated it. Well, not always. When I was younger I loved it, isn’t that Ironic, I loved love. But she took love away from me, she took my heart, she made me cold; void of warmth and void of kindness. I’m bitter, and that’s the truth.

    By Jeff URL on 03.18.2013

  29. That which weak men seek, powerful men hide away. An emotional object void of binary vices.

    By Nope on 03.18.2013

  30. “It’s the truth,” she whispered. “I swear.”
    I stared into her eyes, not wanting to believe her. I SO didn’t want to believe her. But… Something was different than before. There was a glint in her eye, a glimmer of honesty.
    I grabbed her hand and smiled. “C’mon,” I said. “We’ve got some saving to do.”

    By Neta Shikoba URL on 03.18.2013

  31. Do you really think
    you can handle this?
    Sweetie, I wrote
    the book on lies
    so much sweeter
    Fantasies stay in a mind
    Can’t wait for it this time
    Ignorance is bliss
    and it will stay
    that way
    if I have a say
    you can’t handle the truth
    so buh-bye
    I’m gone with my dreams
    I’ve got the means
    You can’t escape
    your mouth is agape
    Have fun with the lies
    what a surprise
    (ever thought
    this is what you deserved?
    well I’ve observed,
    and you do.
    about you that
    I know is true)

    By cosmic URL on 03.18.2013

  32. is the answer, we must live our own truth,tell the truth,the truth will set you free!

    By lisa on 03.18.2013

  33. The truth is never easy to express. It’s often full of pits that could trip us, make us fall from where we’d worked so hard to get up to, but the truth is also often necessary. The truth gives us the strength to work just as hard and to build back up to where we’d been.

    By Tegan URL on 03.18.2013

  34. the truth is that the banana is my backpack is brown now. i’m afraid to take it out but i’m also afraid to leave it in there because once something gets that delicate and mushy on the inside you can’t just rip it out of its home. it needs a gurney and some placating. placate me.

    By hm on 03.18.2013

  35. As the conversation went on, the story began to unfold. Somewhere beneath the insecurity, somewhat shorter than the tall tale was the truth. A major crossroad of her life; Not yet a part of her reality.

    By Lee URL on 03.18.2013

  36. When i am unsure, unaware, or unhappy i always start with gathering what i know to be true. The truth cannot be swayed by my emotions.

    By Erika Mercedes URL on 03.18.2013

  37. A very difficult thing. My sister’s best quality but she has no tact. Once caught in a lie, never again trusted. Very hard to achieve.

    By Kathleen on 03.18.2013

  38. What is truth? I really don’t know anymore. I think one thing, but its really another. I want to know what you’re thinking. I want to know what you see when you look at me. I want the truth. Even if it hurts. Even if I’m better to hear the lies. Tell me the truth. I need to hear it. Please. That’s all I ask.

    By Jen URL on 03.18.2013

  39. truth. its something i find hard to always tell. Sometimes the truth is warped and changed within the mind by outside influences, clouding a persons sense of right and wrong.

    By Ethan on 03.18.2013

  40. There is no truth greater than the edge of a blade. If you are hit you die. If you hit you survive. Swords were songs. Daggers and knives were words. And killers…killers were poets.

    By fire_ball URL on 03.18.2013