• Oh the tales i could tell you! The one that could move your soul. Tales filled with tragedy, misery and woe. Ones dazzling, spectacular, deceitful to the minds eye. But listen up, none of those are the tale of I.

  • Be my guide, show me the way. I need to find the place where I belong. I just want to be in someones arms who can hold me tight and protect me from myself.

  • Remember when things were simple? Back in the good ole days when homework was coloring, and gym class was playing tag. I do. I miss it so much, being young and free. People usually reminisce about their high school days when they get old. But i know ill miss my childhood the most. I already do.

  • I don’t want to write about any specific word. I’m sick of following the rules, and trying to live up to other peoples expectations. Just sick to death. Death. Death has brought me great sadness lately, I just wish it didn’t have to be this way.

  • Mellanie N. Covell commented on the post, half 7 years ago

    if I could forget half of what I’ve lived through these past few months it’d still be enough to give me nightmares.

  • Exchanging texts isn’t a replacement for real human contact. Talking on the phone isn’t much better. Today people don’t realize how socially deprived they are because of all of the new “social media”. I for one am […]

  • Bandages cant fix a broken leg, they cant fix a muscle tear, they cant fix your mind, and they cant fix your heart. The only thing that can is time, and proper treatment, and i haven’t been treating my self very […]

  • There are always people who will excel without trying? Always people on top who never see how lucky they are. People who found their calling young and succeed time and time again. I wish I could find mine. Ok so […]

  • Have you ever wished you could undo something in life? To click delete, backspace, control z? I do.. I wish I could stop myself from making stupid mistakes and to stop myself from hurting people, because I seem to […]

  • Just disregard my tears, because I am fine. Disregard my cries, they are unimportant. Disregard my feelings because you have none to consider. But do not disregard my strength, because It is never ending. you […]

  • Instrumental stinks.. I want to write about things that are deep and have meaning to me. But honestly the first thing that pops into my head with instrumental is kareoke, and yes I enjoy kareoke, but I am not very […]

  • Its weird to see how different I am. How different I was, the person I am. I like me better, I’m much more fun, exciting, vibrant? Maybe that’s not quite the right word. I’m hearing things differently seeing it […]

  • Hallowed be thy named. Only time I’ve ever heard that word used. Don’t really know what it means. I don’t know what a lot of things mean.. I don’t know a lot of things. I don’t know what the future will hold. I […]

  • You’re the poster child for a nerd. You’re the epitome of an athlete. You are funny, yet can be serious. You are so many things that I don’t even know yet, and may possibly never know.

  • Her skin was golden brown, her nails were fire red, her hair was a dark auburn color. Her eyes flashed with intriguing delight, her lips formed into a pout. As she tapped her gladiator sandals against the […]

  • wow how appropriate! my lips are chapped! have been all GSA practice and they are finally soothed by sweet good old chapstik… gotta love that stuff… wonder how people lived with out it? wonder how people lived […]

  • I always manage to break my sunglasses, but knock on wood at the moment I have two great pairs. Why is it a pair of sun glasses? Its one glasses as one set, not a pair of them. I under stand glasses is plural […]

  • Writing things at my desk seems to make me calm, get out all of my thoughts, and help me express my feelings in ways I couldn’t form verbally.

  • I try to give my body what it needs, food, water, exercise. But it’s so hard to keep up. How am I supposed to stay well nourished, and in good physical health when 1. I am allergic to everything, and 2. I have […]

  • Once bitten by a love bug, now I’m starting to feel its poison. That devious little monster is just a fantastical phantasm. It hides underneath the guise of another, preying on its victims with ease and grace. […]