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Sometimes you know you’re not the chosen one, the one everyone looks up to or respects or loves. Some days you realize where you really stand in this large world and how insignificant you really are. I know its all about perspective but when your so little at home, what makes you think it would be different anywhere else?
» Posted By Alaska On 04.09.2016 @ 3:12 am
The Queen walked through the garden and noticed that the flowers had all withered away. It was as if all the beauty in the world had died along with her son. Nothing would ever be the same again and to make matters worse, she mourned her child alone. Not even the boy’s own father cared for him.
» Posted By Alaska On 04.15.2014 @ 11:24 pm
The bitter winter cold rushed in through the open window. As I struggled to shut out the harsh weather, the first snowflakes of the winter began to fall. My son came out just as i got the window shut. He wished to go outside but I was reluctant.
» Posted By Alaska On 02.28.2014 @ 6:52 pm
The bitter winter cold rushed in through the open window. As I struggled to shut out the harsh weather, the first snowflakes of the winter began to fall.
» Posted By Alaska On 02.28.2014 @ 6:51 pm
You’re on your knees and you said please
I don’t know what to say
but i’m sorry i can’t say yes
» Posted By Alaska On 11.14.2013 @ 1:32 am
What is the sensible decision. I’ve been asking myself this all day, weighing the options. My foot is in two doors. I need help, someone make the choice for me. Did I rush into a relationship too soon? I feel hopeless right now. It’s over. I’m done with him.
» Posted By alaska On 11.01.2013 @ 1:23 pm
She was like the shadows that clung to alleyways also like the shadows of very small men. She was darkly beautiful, her voice like sin, whispering words of vices. She’d also be the ruin of me.
» Posted By Alaska On 03.08.2013 @ 3:02 pm
I know if I were to end it all, we would never be this close again. You, this person I seem to know like the back of my hand would not even acquaint to being called an acquaintance. Like the ashes falling off a cigarette you would cease to exist in my life. From frequent visitor to complete stranger.
» Posted By alaska On 01.28.2013 @ 9:23 pm
I feel so scattered right now. Like everything is so confusing and disjointed and I don’t really know what anything is or how it fits together in the complicated frame of my consciousness I don’t even know if that’s how you spell that word. I just need someone to unscatter me, but everybody I loves just gets me more afraid and more scattered because I’m scared of losing them.
» Posted By Alaska On 12.21.2012 @ 9:54 pm
He was determined to keep me out that whole night, ready and breathing slow and thinking hard. “Ten more minutes,” he’d whisper, and I knew my mother was waiting up at home. And what could I do? He was looking at me with those big brown eyes, his face framed with freckles. I did what he said, and ten more minutes I stayed.
» Posted By alaska On 12.12.2012 @ 6:20 pm
I buried my feelings as far as I hid all the items he gave me in the back of my closet. The feelings just keeps creeping again in my head
» Posted By Alaska On 10.16.2012 @ 2:41 am
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» Posted By Alaska On 05.31.2012 @ 8:26 pm
It was a hassle every time he came over. She could never keep her thoughts straight with him around. Her mind turned into a crowded street, a stormy sea, and nothing made any sense at all. He tangled her up, knotted her, made her forget herself and everyone else. He was a hassle. But sometimes hassles are worth itt
» Posted By Alaska On 05.31.2012 @ 8:15 pm
color cornucopia on my windshield, easter in the spring with lace dresses for little girls and white shoes all around. The boys throw eggs while the girls squeal and laugh, being young and offensive. parents watch, mildly amused but turn away.
» Posted By Alaska On 03.16.2012 @ 12:03 pm
The density of the cake seeped into my mouth, probably giving me cavities almost instantly. But it was good. So good. I had never before gotten a cake for my birthday, and at first I had thought it so silly, who wants food for their birthday? But I realized as I sat down at the table to eat with the woman I had known for six months, that maybe it was special, because it really wasn’t so special at all.
» Posted By Alaska On 09.28.2011 @ 9:31 pm
“shoot! out of milk again, mom!” I called out, pouring water on my cornflakes.
“I’m just about to go get some!” she said, grabbing her coat.
She walked out the door that morning and never came home.
I’ll never eat cereal again.
» Posted By Alaska On 09.17.2011 @ 11:18 pm
oh this is bad, this is very bad you feel ill and kill all the rats but will probably behave irrationally before doing so. maybe kill some people, set fire to stuff or just be like ‘ahh crap, this is bad’. then you will be very ill and probably die…
» Posted By alaska On 07.12.2011 @ 1:29 pm
The words you write on the chalkboard that you call your heart, they’re so un-permanent, so easy to erase, and you like to show me how easy. I’ll just keep dusting your erasers so you can carry on the way you do, but one day I won’t be here to worry about your erased words.
» Posted By Alaska On 06.04.2011 @ 5:23 pm
A montage of your life can flash before your eyes, they say, right before it’s the end. What will your montage say about you? Were you a good person, a good friend. Or were you a bad person who was selfish and only out for yourself. Well now is your chance, the rest of your life, to change what you’ll see in that final montage of your life.
» Posted By Alaska On 06.01.2011 @ 7:53 am
Seeps into every thought and into every movement. It’s like a chilled wind that blows through a forgotten window and brushes through your bones, chilling you to the core, so cold that you cannot move to close the window. So you’re stuck forever with the chill in your bones, untill perhaps someone else closes the window, or you pluck up the strength yourself.
» Posted By Alaska On 05.28.2011 @ 3:08 pm
It stings, all through my mouth. Piercing my tounge and my gums like the fiery fires from hell, but it sooths like the cool winds of heaven. Oh the irony of it all.
» Posted By Alaska On 05.27.2011 @ 12:41 pm
painful sore feet
after a long night removing them is the best feeling in the entire world
heels are gorgeous, i wish i could walk in them better but i really, really cant. it has something to do with my lack of coordination and my horribley bad ankles because of netball. Its not like i need them anyway because i am rather tall, but they would make me so much prettier.
» Posted By Alaska On 03.15.2011 @ 11:21 pm
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My friend cut her hair and gave it to this hair place that made wigs for kids with cancer out of the hair.
» Posted By Alaska On 04.11.2010 @ 7:02 pm