• Annie commented on the post, cards 8 years, 9 months ago

    Sometimes I wish I could record these memories on little cards, written in perfectly even script. So that I could put them in my pocket and keep them forever, put them in a little box to look at some day far from now. My little cardbox of memories, for when I cannot play anymore.

  • Annie commented on the post, chocolate 8 years, 10 months ago

    His lips tasted like chocolate. Every time she kissed him, she savored the sweetness, even though she knew that he was no good for her. She felt the thrill of a forbidden pleasure, of the electric shock every time she tasted those sweet lips. And later, when it was all over, she couldn’t shake off […]

  • Annie commented on the post, needle 8 years, 10 months ago

    When I was six years old, my mother tried to teach me how to use a needle and thread. It was clear from the start that I was terrible at it. The thread slipped through my fingers, and once I managed to thread the needle, the needle was a different story. Instead of puncturing the […]

  • Annie commented on the post, revolt 8 years, 10 months ago

    She gazed at the world with innocent wide eyes and a perfect haircut, wearing those frilly clothes that her mother picked out for her. She said the right things, did the right things. But she never forgot. And one day she came home with those pretty eyes lined in black and leather and holes everywhere. […]

  • Annie commented on the post, coward 8 years, 10 months ago

    I can’t write this without thinking about that scene in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, as Snape is fleeing from the Astronomy tower. “Coward,” Harry screams at Snape. How little did he know. I suppose it just goes to show that you can’t jump to conclusions. You can’t call somebody a coward without […]

  • Annie commented on the post, fragrance 8 years, 10 months ago

    I wish I could be one of those pretty girls from a magazine. You know the types. Perfectly curled hair, flawless skin, stylish clothes. And sometimes they get classy with their red lipstick and rouged cheeks and perfume. Oh, you can’t forget the fragrance, that lures in many a hapless male. But I’m just a […]

  • Annie commented on the post, alarm 8 years, 10 months ago

    Ring, ring, ring goes the alarm. I reach over and groggily fumble for the snooze button. Ring, ring. I angrily smash the button again.
    Sometimes I just don’t want to wake up, because life is hard and I want to keep dreaming. Please keep me from this nightmare.

  • Annie commented on the post, pills 8 years, 10 months ago

    I remember once upon a time when I thought it would be freaking awesome if we could take pills instead of eating. It just seemed more convenient- rather than sitting down to eat a meal three times a day (or, if you’re a poor under-rested high schooler like me, twice a day), we could just […]

  • Annie commented on the post, controller 8 years, 10 months ago

    Video game controllers always confuse me. I’ve never been much of a gamer; my parents didn’t allow me to play video games when I was younger. Nowadays, whenever I go to a friend’s house and find a video game controller in my hand, I have no idea what to do but to randomly mash buttons […]

  • Annie commented on the post, boost 8 years, 10 months ago

    I remember when I was a little girl and too short to see over anything. Crowds and tables alike were enemies to my vertically challenged-self. My father would sometimes pick me up and put me on his shoulders to see over the crowds, and my mother would always make sure I had a booster seat […]

  • Annie commented on the post, darkroom 8 years, 10 months ago

    I’ve always wanted to be a photographer. To be able to capture a single moment of breathtaking beauty, to perfectly replicate some aspect of the world I live in through the use of a single button is amazing to me, because my hands shake. I would be useless in the darkroom, with my hands trembling […]

  • Annie commented on the post, jelly 8 years, 10 months ago

    Why is it that every time I see you, my legs turn to jelly? I’m not weak. I’ve spent four years of my life running, running, running, practicing to make sure my legs are anything but weak. Yet one smile and my legs turn back to quivering, useless, weak jelly. I don’t know how to […]

  • Annie commented on the post, print 8 years, 10 months ago

    There is no sound more beautiful than a paper making its way through the printer. To final let the mouse hover over those five beautiful letters after a long night of writing and rewriting and groaning and deleting is one of the most relieving actions a poor student like me could ever partake in. I […]

  • Annie commented on the post, lean 8 years, 10 months ago

    “You just call on your brother, when you need a friend, we all need somebody to lean on.” Those happy-go-lucky lyrics, sung repeatedly on our bus rides home from cross country meets, ring truer than I would have ever thought. We weren’t just a team, we were a family. Every time I was sad, or […]

  • Annie commented on the post, reports 8 years, 10 months ago

    Devastation, devastation everywhere. Houses falling down, flooded streets, wreckage in every corner. A microphone in hand, an appropriately somber look. This is the news, reporting. What do you see?

  • Annie commented on the post, relatives 8 years, 10 months ago

    I have more relatives than I can count, so many relatives that I don’t even know all of their names anymore. Family is supposed to be about love and community, but there comes to a point when there’s too many to even form a real community anymore. Living thousands of miles away, across oceans, doesn’t […]

  • Annie commented on the post, rocket 8 years, 10 months ago

    I wish I was a rocket. I could fly aimlessly around the stars, looking down on the earth in all its splendid beauty. Everything looks prettier from far away, because everything looks smaller. You can’t see the little flaws and imperfections that together make for a very ugly world indeed. So I’d like to put […]

  • Annie commented on the post, solved 8 years, 10 months ago

    Sometimes I feel like if I desecrate enough pieces of lined paper, if I grind up enough pencils, if I sit for enough hours, all my problems will be solved. It would be a long, nail-biting, hair-pulling process, and several objects would be smashed in the process, but then the lightbulb moment would come, and […]

  • Annie commented on the post, furnace 8 years, 10 months ago

    The heat is overpowering, yet I can’t seem to drag myself away. Warmth is comforting, familiar, and I don’t want to be stuck in the cold again.
    So I keep drawing myself closer to the furnace, to the flames that tear me apart but at the same time keep me together.

  • Annie commented on the post, sidetracked 8 years, 10 months ago

    This is what happens every time I try to do homework. I turn on my computer, intent on writing that essay or looking up those answers to the latest gov outline, and my finger will inevitably fall on the “f” for facebook, and before I know it, I’ve been sidetracked so far that it’s midnight […]