• Me commented on the post, wistful 6 years, 7 months ago

    I don’t really miss you anymore, but I miss who I was then.

    I miss summer.
    I miss school.
    I miss the time I had free.
    I miss the way your eyes followed me like I was worth everything,
    And I miss the way I could trust so firmly.

    You can’t go back, and I rarely want to, but I wish I could feel it once more.

  • Me commented on the post, wistful 6 years, 7 months ago

    I think I’ll let myself get soaked.
    Why do we hide when it rains?
    It’s just water.
    Back when I loved you,
    Why did you run away?
    It was only love.
    Yes, I think I’ll stay out a while
    And enjoy the rain.

  • Me commented on the post, catapult 6 years, 9 months ago

    Fell in love? More like tripped.

    I was not the dreamy kind of girl. I was recovering from a too long dysfunctional relationship.

    And then you catapulted me into liking you. Your smile. Your eyes. Your love of science fiction and classic rock.

    I’m not exactly annoyed, but I am confused. How do I like you so much already?

  • Me commented on the post, creature 6 years, 10 months ago

    Sometimes, when everyone is asleep, and the world seems to have calmed down for a moment, I feel like the entire universe consists only of my little room. Arrogant, I know. This feeling is usually good, but also frequently unbearable. Despite this, I often find myself wondering, if I never go to sleep, will morning still come? Would the sun still…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, creature 6 years, 10 months ago

    I am a creature of habit.

    I tend to make the same mistakes. I tend to fall into old routines. I tend to be socially inept because of habit, not because of a lack of understanding.

    I tend to dream. I tend to make plans. I tend to want a lot and get only a little.

    I want to be a free creature, but I am slave to my habits.

  • Me commented on the post, features 7 years ago

    His features are carved in stone. Mine are made of play-doh.

    Why would he be interested in me?

    When he smiles, it’s a little bit difficult to breathe. I always thought that was founded in hyperbole and myth.

    I have been so guarded these past few years. I got my heart broken by my best friend of half my life. And I thought I’d never get…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, musical 7 years ago

    Some people have called me musical.

    I play ukulele and guitar. Plus a little bit of piano. I have performed at various restaurants, music festivals, and grand openings for the last 5 years or so. I have written 136 songs. I have won talent shows. Everyone and their grandma say I should go on American Idol. I don’t want that. I just want to play…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, visit 7 years ago

    We’re only visiting.

    That’s sort of how I feel about man’s short life on this planet. But I don’t believe in weird beyonds. I only believe in right now.

    And this is too short to be more than a visit.

  • Me commented on the post, procedure 7 years, 1 month ago

    It is typical procedure to grow up.

    Turn 18. Get a job. Move out. Move on. Be mature. Pay your bills on time. Get married. have kids. Be satisfied and not at all scared.

    Time is moving fast than I expected.

    I was never the child who talked about how much they wanted to be grown up. I did not pretend to be twenty. I have never said “I…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, sate 7 years, 2 months ago

    Any need for drama I might have is well sated by television and books and movies.

    I don’t need real-world horrors. And I don’t want it.

    I am too full for fear.

  • Me commented on the post, game 7 years, 2 months ago

    That is not a game.

    THIS is a game.

    I don’t care about Monopoly, or Sorry!, or Connect Four, or Racko, or Risk, or Settlers of Catan (OK, I kind of care about that one).

    This is a game. You, me, and a deck of cards. Both of us lying and telling the truth and trying to figure out which is which.

    All’s fair in poker, love, and war.…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, due 7 years, 2 months ago

    In due time.

    I am tired of waiting. So very tired. But I can’t sleep. A few hours of unconsciousness, not sleep.

    I have hope. More than most people have, in fact. But I am still so scared.

    I’ve been staying in bed, saying I’m sick, which is true and a lie I am not physically ill. I am sick inside.

    In due time, things will improve.…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, patient 7 years, 2 months ago

    You just have to be patient, love.

    I have seen so many girls, just a few years older than I, rush into marriage, pregnant, and under 20. I don’t understand it.

    Except when I’m around you. All I want right now is you. You make me feel so happy. You don’t turn me into a babbling idiot. I can breathe around you. A couple butterflies, but…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, available 7 years, 2 months ago

    She sighed reluctantly. Of COURSE he wasn’t available. Who would want to spend their Friday evening watching The Empire Strikes Back and discussing Doctor Who. She had Starfleet jewelry and wore Tau’ri sign teeshirts. Why would he want to relive Firefly or play Capcom’s Aladdin on the SNES?

    “…But I could do Saturday?”

    She smiled.


  • Me commented on the post, available 7 years, 2 months ago

    Go away.
    Leave me alone.
    I am not available at this time.
    Or any time.
    Yeah, never.
    I don’t want to see your face at all.
    At all.

    You’re not what I want.
    You’re not what I need
    You don’t even know me at all
    So just leave.

  • Me commented on the post, presented 7 years, 2 months ago

    I presented him with the facts.
    I am not human. I breathe air.

    I am more than human. I am not simply a person. I am a me. Completely unique and just like you.

    I travel in time. Mostly forward.

    I am made up of stars and dark matter. I am pure and evil. I make decisions, not mistakes. I am flawed. I am perfect.

    I make miracles and…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, simple 7 years, 2 months ago

    It should not have been so easy.

    He had a past, as did she.

    They spent years and years missing each other and talking and fighting and making things more complicated than they actually were.

    And now, now that they finally got their stupid stuff together, everything just worked. Sure, they still argued. Sure, they still missed each other…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, higher 7 years, 2 months ago

    Why? Why should I try? Why should I lift myself out of this hole? Is there really a point?

    Maybe I’ll never get higher.

    But I have goals. I have plans. I have DREAMS.

    I guess I have to try.

  • Me commented on the post, higher 7 years, 2 months ago

    She stared at the formidable opponent before her.

    Assessing it’s size, shape, and formulating the best plan of attack.

    And then she charged.

    She quickly scaled the tree in front of her. When she finally reached the top, she let out a shout of triumph.

    This is a true high. Much more than chemical manipulators. This was not a…[Read more]

  • Me commented on the post, both 7 years, 2 months ago

    Both of us are lying. Both of us know

    I see it in his eyes. He sees it in my body language.

    I turn away from him and his eyes betray him.

    But both of us are OK with that.

    Both of us are lying. Neither of us care.