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all i could do was sit in silence. my days turned into months into years. i was incomplete and lost, and after many tough breaths. i was able to smile once more. i had prevailed
» Posted By Bebe On 06.21.2013 @ 11:28 pm
oh my god i am late or now i’m thinking of a lat’e but I don’t drink coffee anymore except today as it is thanksgiving late oh my i will be late but not by 15 min it is my responsibility to not be late. where is this going?
» Posted By Bebe On 11.22.2012 @ 7:12 pm
Her lithe body twist around him like a pretzel, arms circle his neck, legs loop with his own. She melds them together, so neatly that soon outside observers want be able to tell where her body begins and where hers begins. Yet still a distance exist between them, just not a physical one.
“I’m sorry..I’m sorry..I’m sorry… He whispers over and over again for her ears only.
She presses her face closer to his, until their their foreheads touch, and their hair mingles, effectively cutting off his apology. When she speaks, minty breath wafts into his nostrils spreading awareness to his body. He is suddenly aware of the locker ridges cleaving into his back. Yet the sharp pain seems vastly unimportant when confronted with the girl he loves. He has to make it right.
Her lips, painted crimson with her favorite lipstick near his slack jaw.
“It’s forgiven.” She hisses lips ghosting over his own teasingly. “I love you to much to ever let you go.”
» Posted By Bebe On 05.22.2011 @ 5:19 pm
Domestic. A word foreign to a house that produced scratches and bruises. Nothing comforting about the blood that showered the carpets or the death that rotted beneath the floorboards.
» Posted By Bebe On 05.20.2011 @ 6:43 am
The mole was an odd blemish on my father’s face and while I had inherited neither his character or his appearance. I had inherited the mole.
» Posted By Bebe On 05.19.2011 @ 5:04 am
Blue, green, black… So many different options. How ever do I choose? I guess it all depends on my mood.
» Posted By Bebe On 05.06.2011 @ 10:26 am
children running in the sand of forgotten time. air breathes down their backs like wings on a bird propelling it through thin air. the sun like a blister that bursts but drips wet and smooth, dry and free. redness all over. laughter inside pour out like the smell of familiar old sunblock.
» Posted By Bebe On 05.04.2011 @ 9:19 pm
OBSOLETE. Concrete. Fall to your feet. Eat some wheat.
» Posted By Bebe On 04.12.2011 @ 8:45 pm
AND SHE LICKED THE STAMPS AND SIGHED… WILL THIS LETTER REACH HIM? HE WILL HAVE NO IDEA SHE HAD RUNED TO THE LOCAL POST OFFICE AND BEGGED THE ATTENDANT TO LET HER IN AND SELL HER THE STAMPS, HOW ROMANCTIC, HOW DESPERATE.
» Posted By Bebe On 12.13.2010 @ 9:51 pm
i sit in the apartment, looking at the new plant I got from home depot and how its leaf was already starting to wilt. I decided to take a walk, and I grabbed the keys to my place. Even though its new its not home. Not yet.
» Posted By Bebe On 08.29.2010 @ 5:45 pm
This is the day that the Lord hath made, we will rejoice and be glad in it!
» Posted By Bebe On 04.24.2009 @ 6:00 am
I’m not very – logical, that is. I try, really. But it just doesn’t seem natural to me. Guess I’m a more “go with the flow” kinda person. Nothing wrong with that. But not logical. No. Not me.
» Posted By Bebe On 09.11.2009 @ 2:22 pm
make sure to follow the installation properly when installing the machine. Install properly install the program into the computer to run java or install the magical installation. install to your last content.
» Posted By bebe On 02.22.2009 @ 8:25 pm
trail reminds me of trail mix…raisins, chocolate, nuts eating as you move along through the woods from shady place to the next bit of shade hoping the hot sun won’t stay too long on the top of your head in this wonderful June day in the mountains of north Carolina. Just too few days to enjoy the sweat dripping from your forhead with nothing on your mind but the next step on the trail…
» Posted By bebe On 06.27.2008 @ 9:34 am
pandas eat bamboo and it is usually used in places to give out a tranquile sensation and environment. Bamboo..I think curtains made of bamboo in ethica restaurants. It’s a bam..and boos. Not very funny, but more than anything, it’s something that gives you peace and stability with harmony.
» Posted By bebe On 01.11.2010 @ 7:43 pm
trees and nice house ,upper suburban class and autumn leaves falling to the ground
» Posted By bebe On 11.17.2009 @ 6:10 am
the crane was arching over head so high i nealry lost my balance looking up at it. my neck hurt. everything was so tall except for me. i didnt even bother to stand on anything because i was craning my neck so there was no point anyway. i hate this. every bloody day. dat after day after day
» Posted By bebe On 12.04.2009 @ 9:27 am
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what the fuck is myth, that david boei shit, or like when the movie came out, or was that legend? i’m not siure
» Posted By bebe On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am