• Kirsty commented on the post, compassion 8 years ago

    I wish everyone would show more compassion. Judgement breeds anger, contempt, hurt and hate. Let us all think of the other person, their situation, the circumstances that led them there and maybe if their hand was forced? They had it all right in the 60s and 70s…it’s all about love and peace…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, iron 8 years ago

    All i can think of when i see the word ‘iron’ is ironing! I really hate ironing clothing, does this make me a bad person?! I really hope i don’t marry someone who expects a 1950s housewife, because i can’t cook either…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, setting 8 years ago

    The setting was perfect. Candles and roses, the moonlight streaming through fluttering curtains. Yes, the perfect setting. But the mood wasn’t right. She knew THE question was coming and she knew her answer was ‘No’. She awoke with a start from that disturbing dream and knew the actions she had to take in her waking […]

  • Kirsty commented on the post, edge 8 years ago

    When you’re close to the edge, the adrenaline rushes. Every move has to be calculated for fear of falling. It’s time to find the person, thing or action that will pull you back in. Back to safety, away from the edge of the abyss. Back from the point of no return.

  • Kirsty commented on the post, dense 8 years ago

    It was so dense she could barely make her way through it. Knowing the door was on the opposite side of the room, she pressed forward. Things weren’t right. Things like this don’t happen. The panic began to fill her body but was squashed by bigger questions. How the hell had the room filled with […]

  • Kirsty commented on the post, pressed 8 years ago

    Pressed for answers, pressed for time. All negative connotations. Lets change it up a little and have you press me up against a wall and kiss me with passion. I’d like the term ‘pressed’ better then…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, preoccupied 8 years ago

    I’ve spent my whole day preoccupied with the knowledge that you are driving the 14 hours home in the middle of an unseasonable hailstorm. It was that preoccupation which showed me how much i really do care for you. I think it could be love one day…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, couch 8 years ago

    I can’t even look at this word without shuddering…i’m on week 3 of bed rest for a dislocated knee. I spend all day on the f*cking couch. I can’t talk about it anymore…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, crouch 8 years ago

    I can’t even crouch down at the moment. One slip and my knee dislocates. It tears and breaks. Now i’m stuck on the couch for two weeks. No bending, walking, moving, crouching. I think i may be going insane. Only one week to go…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, account 8 years, 1 month ago

    Please don’t change on my account. I knew exactly who you were and what you stood for when i met you. It’s what makes my heart beat faster and makes me go weak at the knees. If you choose to change for you, i will support you until the end. But please, not on my […]

  • Kirsty commented on the post, trade 8 years, 1 month ago

    If i could trade my life with someone else, would i? If i could trade moment of my life or choices i have made, would i? It would alter where i am now, but would that be a bad thing? By trading lives or moments would i also lose the good things that i love?

  • Kirsty commented on the post, hover 8 years, 1 month ago

    He hovers over her watching every mouthful she takes. “Less!” He barks and she halves her mouthfuls. Her hands shake as she picks and chooses what and how much she eats. Everyday is the same. Her ribs are beginning to show. And that makes him pleased.

  • Kirsty commented on the post, distinguished 8 years, 1 month ago

    With his cropped grey hair and Armani suit he played the role of distinguished gentleman well. He charmed her. Wined and dined her. The almost twenty year age gap never phased her. He was her world, she was his princess.

  • Kirsty commented on the post, clipped 8 years, 1 month ago

    The car clipped the side of my bike. They say things like this feel like slow motion but let me tell you that this happened in the blink of an eye. I felt the impact and then the next thing i knew i was on my back on the road. I felt the pain searing […]

  • Kirsty commented on the post, existence 8 years, 1 month ago

    I often wonder what the point of our existence is. I was raised in a Christian church where existence was by God and for God. I drifted and left. I now feel not attachment to any religion and that leaves any empty place inside me. Why are we here, what is our purpose??

  • Kirsty commented on the post, insect 8 years, 1 month ago

    Like an insect he crept and crawled. He was considered something to fear, something people wanted to squash or shoo. He received about as much respect as an insect too. But here he was, sprawled across her bed.

  • Kirsty commented on the post, mist 8 years, 1 month ago

    Through the mist i could just make out the broader details. I knew it was a woman, with long flowing hair. The curves of her hips and full bust told me so. Other than her silhouette all i could see were two piercing green eyes. Who was she? Why had she called me here?

  • Kirsty commented on the post, chance 8 years, 1 month ago

    Lets take a chance. We’ll try and make it work but if it doesn’t we’ll always have Paris. If you do what you’ve always done, you’ll always get what you’ve always got. It’s time to try something new, cross our fingers and pray that this chance pays off. I’m talking about us.

  • Kirsty commented on the post, secretary 8 years, 1 month ago

    I watched the movie ‘secretary’ the other day. As i watched Maggie G crawl across the floor and be submissive, i realized hoe naive i really am…

  • Kirsty commented on the post, umbrella 8 years, 1 month ago

    You can stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-ella. Sorry, i couldn’t help myself. That song has ruined this word for me forever ;)