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Jedi was a bit strange. She didn’t have many friends and being strange was a reason for that. People didn’t exactly dislike her, they just found her a bit, odd. She was very specific about things, She didn’t really deviate from her way of thinking.
» Posted By Alison On 02.21.2018 @ 7:02 am
This is truly great.
» Posted By Alison On 01.14.2016 @ 6:38 am
Be strong and of good courage. Therefore cast not away your confidence because it has great rewards. Being confident that He that starts a good work is faithful to complete. Being sure and hopeful that there is a rear guard. Be confident that he is Alpha and Omega.
» Posted By Alison On 01.14.2016 @ 6:37 am
All houses looked welcoming to Marian. She didn’t suppose any of the inhabitants had anything to worry about. They were contained and protected, in their bubble of domestic harmony and content.
» Posted By Alison On 12.01.2015 @ 8:21 am
i LOVE IT. IT MAKE ME FEEL COZY. I KNOW ITS IRONIC BECAUSE ITS FREAKING IN THAT TIME, BUT I DONT KNOW.. SOMETHING ABOUT IT MAKES ME FEEL WARM AND JUST FULL OF LIFE WHEN I SEE SNOW ON THE TREES AND THE LANDS. ITS JUST SIMPLY AMAZING. iTS MY FAVORITE OUT OF ANY OTHER TIME OF THE YEAR. THE WAY THE SNOW FALLS DOWN ON YOU AND TICKLES YOUR NOSE.
» Posted By ALISON On 12.21.2014 @ 5:32 pm
I want to go to Venice. I’ve always wanted to. It’s my heart’s desire, my life-long dream. I heard Italy is beautiful. But I cannot now. Unfortunately, you see, I died this morning.
» Posted By Alison On 12.04.2014 @ 10:19 am
Tired. So tired of the constant struggle. The pain. The constant wear and tear. So tired of having the same spot torn over and over. Worn. Worn out.
» Posted By Alison On 08.24.2014 @ 9:34 pm
What did it even mean to be educated? So what, you have a diploma and all of a sudden your king of the world? I’m smart as hell and I don’t need a fucking piece of paper to justify my superiority. You suffered 12 years of misery from what I learned on the streets, learning from the world.
» Posted By Alison On 05.25.2014 @ 7:57 pm
We stared at it for a while, before she laughed and shook her head, tilting it sideways to look at the painting again. “I guess I just don’t get it” it was too bad, that I just couldn’t get her. She was everything to me and then she was gone.
» Posted By Alison On 05.23.2014 @ 11:02 pm
Her face. It was filled with joy. Soaked with life, with laughter; just beaming.
But her eyes told the truth. It revealed loneliness, and envy.
I wish I was there to see it.
» Posted By Alison On 01.20.2014 @ 4:17 pm
“I don’t know why you get attached to such stupid objects. Doesn’t make sense at all.” Aunt Kelly slammed the necklace down on the table.
“It was my grandmother’s.” She looked at me weirdly. “My dead grandmother.”
» Posted By Alison On 01.18.2014 @ 10:24 pm
“I’ve caused too much harm already. If I go further, I’m afraid everything will be destroyed.” Alice couldn’t walk another step. Instead, she collapsed, and sobbed. The Victorian brick road was soaked in rain water, and many tears.
» Posted By Alison On 01.15.2014 @ 3:28 pm
I counted the rice. I counted the beans, the potatoes, the yams, and the gerbils. Wait, gerbils? How did they get into my soup?
» Posted By Alison On 01.14.2014 @ 7:48 pm
I had orders. Orders to kill her, to kill all of them. But it wasn’t just orders. It was down right murder. Why did I agree to do it? What in the world was I thinking?
» Posted By Alison On 01.13.2014 @ 12:28 pm
Flea? What from? Pain? Sorrow? What will you flea from? What will you flea to? Will you leave behind your past, your pain, your agony and heartache, and flea to a better tomorrow? Do you have the courage to flea, and to leave it behind?
» Posted By Alison On 10.22.2013 @ 2:30 pm
Influence is power.
Under the influence
of something other than your own volition, or the volitions you never knew you had
Influence is motivation
Influence is power
but use it for good
» Posted By Alison On 07.11.2013 @ 7:14 pm
looks like Paris.
Imagine a pair of twins in Paris. Or better yet, imagine a couple in Paris.
t’s crazy what the mind can do? isn’t it? The connections of the mind.
Connected. Like Twins. Like a Couple.
Paris + Pairs = Love
» Posted By Alison On 06.17.2013 @ 8:45 pm
There are many fools in our society today. A lot of people we think are very wise on the outside are actually fools on the inside. Fools talk but don’t listen. They look but don’t see.
» Posted By Alison On 06.09.2013 @ 11:56 am
A montage is a work of art, whether visual or through music. montages are ways to look at many of different times or feelings at the same time. A montage of your past usually makes you feel happy or sad, or wanting to go back in time to the good ol days.
» Posted By Alison On 06.06.2013 @ 2:13 pm
I was shattered. All that I was is broken. There was nothing left. Then, everything changed. My life changed, with one simple “hello.” Right there, I knew that you were as shattered as I was, and I knew that we could help each other change, to be better. You introduced me to God, and since then, my life has been so incredibly good. So thank you for taking a broken and shattered soul and bringing it to new life.
» Posted By Alison On 05.26.2013 @ 4:14 pm
I stood in a spotlight. Unable to see my director, just hearing his voice float to me through the darkened auditorium. My heartbeat was overwhelming, I could barely remember the words I was supposed to say before they flowed from my mouth.
» Posted By Alison On 05.21.2013 @ 11:16 am
Lullabies are generally calming songs and laments that help you sleep. As we get older, these once peaceful melodies become somehow ironic as they are used in horror story backgrounds. Nobody trusts them anymore.
» Posted By Alison On 05.19.2013 @ 3:10 pm
One time I signed a piece of paper stating I wanted to get a divorce. It was the best and worse thing that I ever did. I do not regret it, nor do I show it off like it’s great. He and I just weren’t meant for eachother although I did love him.
» Posted By Alison On 05.18.2013 @ 4:51 pm
float across the rifts
of wind whispers,
and angel speak
» Posted By Alison On 05.13.2013 @ 10:18 am
Moon, loom, spoon. Alispoon. That is my name when I type funny. How much do I have to write? I can’t keep up. I’ve started knitting. That’s related to ‘loom’, right?
» Posted By Alison On 05.11.2013 @ 5:42 am
George loved having lunch at the cafe, it was his one true pleasure on a Wednesday.
This day however, was going to be far different from all the others that he had spent there – this day he was going to meet Sally.
» Posted By Alison On 04.22.2013 @ 1:06 pm
leverage seeping deeper
want to gain control, she does
the situation and
hold too much
over her nimble, shaking body
leverage, oh leverage
this is her plea
to grab hold of the slippery
to seep deeper,
to be free
» Posted By Alison On 04.15.2013 @ 1:04 pm
the dashboard sits, and
to be cracked,
or somehow broken
into swallow-size pieces
or scintillating smithereens
the dashboard waits all by its lonely.
its eyes have already broken
the sun is far too blinding
when exposed to such a degree
of impenetrable plastic.
the dashboard sits, and
to be broken.
» Posted By Alison On 04.09.2013 @ 6:53 pm
luminescent, pearly grapes cling to the vines
the vines weave across the veranda
framing the sturdy brown-brick house with delicacy
something is off
the sturdy and the delicate don’t match
well neither do the baby-shine grapes
and their mangled, rotting seeds
» Posted By Alison On 04.04.2013 @ 5:37 pm
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i eat those for breakfast. they’re soft and you put cream cheese on them and then you eat them after you maybe put them in the toaster if you want but if you don’t they’re good either way so you can just always put some motherfuckin cream cheese or butter on that bitch however you want it and it’ll taste just as good. sometimes when i’m hungover i will eat the bagel by itself and i will break off little pieces to absorb the acid in my stomach. bagels are juts so bagel like.
» Posted By alison On 04.03.2013 @ 8:59 pm