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I here the train a comiin around the bend he sings. But he doesn’t hear anything except the sadness of loss, and the pain of money. He has nothing. Oh of course he has everything anyone could ever want, money in the bank, three beautiful children, but the girl of his dreams, he let her get away, and as much as she should have been better he knew it was his fault. If anything else it was a train wreck, and speaking of which, he wondered if there would be a train ride to Jackson.

» Posted By Braxton On 06.26.2018 @ 8:16 pm


The wheels on the bus go round and round. It seems like a part of every day. Yet why should it be. I would do anything to not have to ride that stupid bus every day. It’s just another reminded that I’m not like everyone else, that for some reason I’m different. I don’t sit in the back. That’s not what I do. As those wheels go round and round for hours and hours, I sit with my Kindergarten sister. Every day I am constantly reminded by how weak I am. As the wheels turn, eventually bringing me home, I don’t feel I should have to suffer it again.

» Posted By Braxton On 03.28.2018 @ 7:06 pm


Steel. Nerves of steel. What kind of crazy attitude does it take to go up to the DJ who just glared at me, for a girl, and give the most ridiculous song ever. Which I knew the words of by the way but in the present moment I hadn’t the nerves, nor the voice or the range to sing it for my lady, so I merely asked to have it played. If only I hadn’t two younger siblings and I could stay to watch the performance.

» Posted By Braxton On 08.21.2017 @ 4:08 am


Chocolate. Thick globs of greasy delicious chocolate. It equaled fat and Megan knew it, but oh the chocolate must have been an inch thick around the tiny salty pretzel nugget beneath the tastiness. Fat. But oh so good. She took the chocolate coated pretzel and devoured it in two gargantuan bites.

» Posted By Braxton On 08.16.2017 @ 4:19 am


Everything. Stuff. Sometimes you just wanna focus and then everything comes crashing down on you at once. I just wanna relax. Forget about birthdays, social media, girls whatever for a little while. Homework. Don’t even get me started on homework. There’s so much stuff and sometimes you just wanna slow down for a second and forget about all the stuff.

» Posted By Braxton On 08.07.2017 @ 3:45 am


I feel like my future is being cemented in front of me. Like I can’t do a think to stop it. I really want to stay here, make the choices I want, and yet it’s all becoming too late. On the road of life the construction workers named lack of courage, and unfortunate change are cementing my future, my LIFE into place, and I doubt there’s much I can do to change any of that.

» Posted By Braxton On 08.04.2017 @ 4:11 am


There are drunk teenagers. Everywhere. She’s pretty hot up there. But is anything worth that much beer? Why can’t we just watch? She’s really talented. But instead of enjoying the pleasure of the show I’m surrounded on all sides by a bunch of hip teenagers with tank tops, who do not know how to enjoy the pleasure of a pop concert.

» Posted By Braxton On 08.02.2017 @ 4:00 am


She crosses the road carefully, although not so carefully. The red car comes speeding down the road, honking his horn angrilly, yet not so much as slowing for the blonde girl who had no idea he was coming. Was this it? Was this the moment that fate finally played it’s horrible toll to this girl?

» Posted By Braxton On 08.01.2017 @ 3:53 am


What am I incamapable of? Is there even a thing? Because we are all able to do so much when we put our minds to it. What is God saying no to? Because whatever he says no to, no one is capable of. But are there really limitations, or can we really get what we seek after? What limitations are we, am I putting in place? Courage would take us past all these things we believe we are incapable of!

» Posted By Braxton On 07.29.2017 @ 3:50 am

I don’t always know what I’m capable of. People tell you that you can’t do this and you can’t do that. But what if I want to? Who’s to say what I’m capable of? I can’t fly or anything crazy and scientifically impossible, but I think I can do some things that people said I’m incapable of. I have to make myself work a little harder, but I think I can blow some people’s minds.

» Posted By Braxton On 07.28.2017 @ 3:51 am


Sometimes I think this is the way my social life is. I look around and try to find some one to talk to. Look! James. He doesn’t care much about me. But he nods. So that’s something. Maybe Julian will have a more interesting conversation. But he doesn’t even nod. Why is it that everyone is so bound and determined to stay away from me. At least there’s that girl over there. She always takes time to smile at me.

» Posted By Braxton On 07.26.2017 @ 5:14 pm


The roof is a place some kids would go to die. I go to live.

» Posted By Braxton On 12.07.2012 @ 1:44 am


i start to wonder why in the world i am doing this but as it crossed my mind over and over i knew that i could not fail and found my self wanting to write about blocks. blocks are all different some tall some short.

» Posted By braxton On 04.26.2010 @ 3:36 pm


i recall the time i was with your mom. it wasn’t as much fun as one might think. the night ended poorly, but i felt so rich. rich of the lack of your mom. she is a tramp, as i suspect you to be. But ill never know, because i just don’t care. I care about important things, sex, drugs, sex. not you.

» Posted By Braxton On 04.26.2009 @ 5:10 pm


there was a ship in teh middle of the ocean. It was full of sea monsters trying to reverse the fate of the world. Essentially they understood that their place was in the sea; however, they were very jealous of human advancement and wanted to exchange their place with us. They came up with a plan to change the world and replace humans all the way. They did this by discovering the link between general relativity and quantum mechanics.

» Posted By Braxton On 01.04.2010 @ 7:30 am


I held the glass that held the whiskey that held the thoughts that held the girl. She was doing shots with some regulars and I sat perched at the end of the bar, hoping I could hold her eyes for just a second. For any length of time.

» Posted By Braxton On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


mute is the sound that nothing makes. mute is the action I wish my mind would take, most of the time. These thoughts, this woman, destroys me. Everytime I think of her, my heart mutes, so why won’t my head? I wish I could mute my mind, like my mind would mute when she was around.

» Posted By Braxton On 01.26.2010 @ 9:01 pm

Mute is a button on a remote and a thing that most people should do and an action I wish I could place on my mind, most of the time. I don’t think the world would be a better place without a universal mute, or even a personal mute, I think the world would be the best place.

» Posted By Braxton On 01.26.2010 @ 8:55 pm

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