• Joanne~ commented on the post, eligible 4 years, 9 months ago

    Am I eligible? Can I be at least a choice, someone you would consider? It’s funny, a lot of the things I think about go back to you; it’s actually really pathetic. But I’d just like to know if you think of me, even just a little. It’s fine if you don’t! Just wanted to know.

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, trial 7 years ago

    You sit there and wonder how it all started. You don’t remember details anymore, just the sinking feeling in your stomach during the aftermath. They always ask you the same questions, tell you the same things. And […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, butterfly 7 years, 8 months ago

    Fly. Fly far away from here. Don’t come back. There are many flowers, many places, many things you must see first. Don’t stay here too long. Why are you still lingering? Go off. It is free for you. You have no […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, sparkling 7 years, 9 months ago

    Shining, glimmering. Stars. All about. Surrounding you. Encompassing you. Enchanting you with their presence. Look how small you are, they say. Even their insults seem beautiful. You are insignificant. You are minuscule. Who will remember you, when no one remembers us?

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, savage 7 years, 9 months ago

    Once I read a book about savagery. Strike that, two books. Maybe three, actually. Who knows, to be honest. All the books I read, they all point to one enemy, and one alone: the human. His savagery. The evil inside. If only it were that simple.

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, dessert 7 years, 9 months ago

    Aftertaste. Sugar turning into acid. Slipping into the crevices of your gums, your teeth. Decay. Swig of mouthwash. Brush of teeth. But it’s still there. It’s still present.

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, still 7 years, 11 months ago

    I was wondering if you were still there. I wasn’t sure anymore. I was wondering if tomorrow, you would still be there. I’m not completely sure. Because part of me believes that in a year, we’ll be strangers. And you won’t be there anymore. And that scares me. Tell me if you are still here. […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, force 8 years, 1 month ago

    It will take effort. It will not be easy. It will take the willpower of thousands, downsized to the sole power of one. Is the force there? Is the capability there? There is a lack. A lack of though, a lack of being. Being forced. To write, to exist, to breathe, to be. What is […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, missed 8 years, 2 months ago

    I missed you. I missed the sound of your voice, the way your fingers would intertwine with mine. I missed how you made me laugh, I missed how you made me cry. I would yearn for the moments where we would sit in silence, knowingly basking in each other’s presence. I missed you, just by […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, repeat 8 years, 2 months ago

    Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. The same thing. Same worry. Same dispassion for ambition. Same yearning for ambition. Same lack of it. Again and again and again and again and again. It wasn’t ever going to end, it seemed. Repeat. A broken record, […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, punishment 8 years, 2 months ago

    This was punishment. Trying to figure out where I stood, what I was going to do. I wanted the future, but I didn’t know how to get there. I didn’t know how to explicitly define what I wanted to do, how I was going to do it. I’m afraid of what tomorrow holds, but I […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, discovery 8 years, 2 months ago

    This was new. She looked at the reflection in the mirror, how it seemed to contort before her eyes. But she was so amazed. How she could see what the world saw, and then see what she saw. And it broke her heart more than most things in the world. It hurt more than being […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, elastic 8 years, 2 months ago

    She could bounce back from anything awful or dreadful by societal standards. What she went through, others endured with a passion of agony. And she knew not why. She could walk away from a person and never see them again, with no remorse. She could break a heart and not even notice a snap. She […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, driving 8 years, 2 months ago

    They swerved down the road and it seemed endless, like a sense of infinity before them, in the form of a road and they had no idea where they were going and they did not care because it wasn’t going to be where they once were and that made them content and feel alive for […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, brick 8 years, 2 months ago

    Brick by boring brick. One by one, a wall was built. Between me and you. I didn’t know if we were doing this at the same time, as if we both wanted this, and at the same time, didn’t want this. But soon it was up, and we abandoned it. Just as we had abandoned […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, canvas 8 years, 2 months ago

    She was blank. New. Where she was, no one knew. The way she walked, the way she spoke, was something no one had ever seen or heard before. And she basked in the glory of being a revolutionary. The way others would look at her, as if to say, “I want to be her someday.”

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, bulb 8 years, 2 months ago

    The light went off in his head. The reason, the purpose, the answer, everything. A revelation of sorts. Thus he went his way, enlightened and proud. He kept this as a secret. A very deep secret, as if he was to cherish it and those who cared for it would not receive it. They were […]

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, lock 8 years, 2 months ago

    It was locked. The ardent wishes, every single dream. All put away in some safe, somewhere unknown. But it wasn’t that private, for he could see it’s existence in her eyes. And all he wanted to do, was to find the safe. Gain the key. Let her know that he was there. And he understood.

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, boiling 8 years, 2 months ago

    The sun felt hot against her skin. The sweat, seemingly boiling and evaporating into thin air. The wind, warm like a winter heater. The concrete, presenting illusions from distances. This was her home. The desert. And all she wanted, all she really wanted, was to get away from it.

  • Joanne~ commented on the post, amuse 8 years, 2 months ago

    She stifled a laugh. A smirk emitted from her lips. She didn’t know if it was actually a good joke. She wasn’t paying attention to the people around her, who laughed heartily. And she quietly hoped that he wasn’t either. She only wanted to make him smile at her, to know that he was looking […]