Comments Posted By Anabeth
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The light touches my back and the heat scratches the skin. Beads of sweat trickle down and I lose all senses.
» Posted By anabeth On 05.26.2011 @ 8:23 am
Glaring through the parted curtains. I hate mornings but I always feel beautiful. I might like tomorrow morning but let me sleep for now. When the clock strikes seven after twenty-four hours I will be alive again.
» Posted By anabeth On 10.12.2010 @ 7:23 am
Saxophone. Paired with your dark, deep and sexy voice. I surrender to slumber and wake up in your arms.
» Posted By anabeth On 09.28.2010 @ 7:25 am
The room upstairs. The gloom and dust mixed with time long gone. The smell of old furniture, books and China dolls. I wish to live there forever.
» Posted By anabeth On 09.12.2010 @ 6:18 am
Stepping down each step takes me an inch closer to my death. The death of my dreams, my imaginarium. I don’t wanna die like this. I want to leave this universe in the most awesome and unique way. I’ll think about it before I die.
» Posted By Anabeth On 09.12.2010 @ 6:13 am
Riding fast along the tall grass. Windswept hair and arms open wide. I face the future with no worries.
» Posted By Anabeth On 09.10.2010 @ 12:03 pm
My world is on its side, falling but stable. I like to be on the edge. I like the feeling of not knowing when I’d hit the ground.
» Posted By anabeth On 09.09.2010 @ 6:23 am
I drift through crowds. Like a stroller, I pass by unnoticed. Someday I’ll leave a mark. Just you wait.
» Posted By anabeth On 09.08.2010 @ 7:42 am
First. Second. Third. Twice removed. Disowned. Adopted. They are still family regardless of these things.
» Posted By anabeth On 09.06.2010 @ 7:28 am
I kiss his cheeks. I kiss his eyes. He licks my ear. He smells my hair. My dog is the most lovable companion.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.31.2010 @ 9:05 am
This pain is indistinct but I still feel it. Maybe I just want it to hurt but it hurts so much I don’t want to feel anymore.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.29.2010 @ 9:59 am
Excited to the nth level. It’s the kind of happiness that tops the Mount Everest and beyond. I can’t even explain it.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.27.2010 @ 8:08 am
What is bleak? I can’t even define the word. Does the word even represent beak-ness? Is there even such a term as bleak-ness? Bleak, I know.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.26.2010 @ 10:22 am
This is bleak. I need to get a dictionary. Obscure is bleak. But I’m not so sure.
» Posted By Anabeth On 08.26.2010 @ 10:19 am
I can’t be seen nor can I see others. I am hidden below the surface, six feet deeper. I like it here just because.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.21.2010 @ 9:12 am
A loud explosion. It’s spontaneous. I dunno, fun I think. When everything just blows up in your face.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.18.2010 @ 7:05 am
Forever and ever. But not happily. Life is not a fairy tale. But one could try to live it. I can be a Snow White or a Sleeping Beauty. But I’d rather be me when forever ends.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.17.2010 @ 6:48 am
Pop goes the whistle? Nope. That screech I hear is just the water for my morning coffee. Noisy and annoying, I know. But comforting.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.11.2010 @ 7:37 am
It’s not like I can replay the tape. It’s stuck to my medulla oblongata. I hate my past. Just like I hate what I don’t know about the future.
» Posted By anabeth On 08.10.2010 @ 9:14 am
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My life is a blur. Oh… recordings of my past. How convenient. Just as I’m dangling here on the edge of the Empire State Building top floor.
» Posted By Anabeth On 08.10.2010 @ 9:07 am