• china commented on the post, brisk 5 years, 5 months ago

    Fuming, I went for a brisk walk. I could barely handle myself anymore, let alone that room full of assholes. I was stupid to expect a peaceful day, and even stupider not to bring a jacket.

  • china commented on the post, rewrite 5 years, 6 months ago

    “Shit. SHIT.” It wasn’t good enough. I balled up yet another sheet of paper and chucked it so hard that one side of it flattened before landing in the trash. I wasn’t good enough.

  • china commented on the post, pines 5 years, 6 months ago

    It’s another restless night. I’m here, you’re there. I’m writing awful poems about you and how wonderful it could be to love you and you’re out being normal somewhere not pining over a girl who’ll never love you.

  • china commented on the post, plague 6 years ago

    I looked away as tears slowly fell down her cheeks. I hated these moments.
    In these moments, the bitter details of life are all apparent in her eyes as she tries to pretend she’s not broken. I hated these moments.

  • china commented on the post, calamity 6 years ago


    You weren’t supposed to see me like this. Hold on, let me get cleaned up.

    See? All better now, right?

    Hey, don’t look at me like that. Y-you know I didn’t want this, I didn’t mean it.

    Please, don’t go.


    come back.

  • china commented on the post, beware 6 years, 1 month ago

    Do not run from me. I am not him. I can be tender. I can control these hands, itching for adventure. I am not him.

  • china commented on the post, upright 6 years, 11 months ago

    I try to be an upright citizen. I pay taxes, pick up after my dog, I even give someone else the parking space that I’m significantly closer to.

    So why do I feel so empty?

  • china commented on the post, slight 7 years ago

    With a slight of his hand, he ended her life so quickly. So easily.

    If only I should be so lucky to have the same fate.

  • china commented on the post, flip 7 years ago

    Flip-flop, back and forth, just like you do. You sit there, wearing a smile on your face. Paint yourself as the innocent one.

    We see who you are. You’re a scumbag. A dirty little fuck who thrives on the pain of […]

  • china commented on the post, residue 7 years, 1 month ago

    There was some oily residue on the bottom of the table. She pulled her hand back in disgust. “Ew, what is that?”
    “I don’t know.” He never knew anything. He knew his cards, he knew his drinks, but he didn’t know […]

  • china commented on the post, convinced 7 years, 7 months ago

    I’m convinced he doesn’t love her. He just wants her because for a moment he feels the power. He has her around her finger and all she ever wanted was to be loved. We watch from a distance, hoping we don’t judge too harshly, although we can’t see anything right with that relationship. I want […]

  • china commented on the post, couch 7 years, 7 months ago

    I used to sit on her lap all the time. She’d sing me songs, and give me candy, and tell me I was the sweetest kid. We’d play together, and I couldn’t picture a time when I wouldn’t be happy in my mother’s arms. That is, until she got sick.

  • china commented on the post, average 7 years, 7 months ago

    Average. That’s all I am. Nothing to be remembered, held deeply. No one even has the energy to hate me. Because I’m average. Being average means people can pick you up or drop you off at will, and it doesn’t matter. Being average means you don’t have real emotions, you’re just neutral. No one thinks […]

  • china commented on the post, account 7 years, 7 months ago

    I account for any of this. How did this happen? I can’t find a reason to smile, to stay safe, to live. I’ll weakly fake a smile and barely cover my scars and stand on the ledge hoping I’ll accidentally slip. I want to want to be different. I know I’m disappointing people. I wish […]

  • china commented on the post, hover 7 years, 7 months ago

    Hover, hover, hover! That’s all I ever do! Maybe if I weren’t so good at hovering, I’d be good at keeping you. If I loved smart, and not so hard Maybe you’d be here and not so far And I wouldn’t be drunk on the floor of this bar And maybe I’d care ’bout drunk-driving […]

  • china commented on the post, distinguished 7 years, 7 months ago

    She had strong features, defined, distinguished. She was a butterfly, floating from task to task, beautifully, and everywhere she went a bit of her pure joy rubbed off on those that surrounded her. I miss those days. Now she drags her feet, under the solid arm of the man she thought would be her Prince […]

  • china commented on the post, existence 7 years, 7 months ago

    Existence.What a funny thing it is. Just milling around space, hoping that at some point we figure out where we’re supposed to be. We put ourselves in places only to find out that we don’t quite fit. So we push. And push. And push. And then we quit. Because after a while we learn that […]

  • china commented on the post, ant 7 years, 7 months ago

    How cute! She hopped along the sidewalk carefully, insisting that she was trying not to step on any ants. She always had that big smile on her face, always excited, always joyful. It scared me to think that one day she’d be all grown up, wearing makeup to look pretty for a boy who doesn’t […]

  • china commented on the post, pepper 7 years, 7 months ago

    She was addicted to pepper. She put it on everything. Even peanut butter and syrup sandwiches. She was a strange child, one no one could really pin down. Was she just eccentric? Did she have some disorder? Did her scribbles mean something dangerous or were they just scribbles? No one knew, and neither did she. […]

  • china commented on the post, salt 7 years, 7 months ago

    I sat, feeling the salt on the floor. She was so superstitious, always throwing salt over her shoulder no matter how much she spilled. I always laughed at her for it. Now I would give anything to see her eyes widening and the salt floating over her shoulder like doves flying from a cage.