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You see the thing is i cant watch you sleep no more i cant watch you feel my face after a kiss on my forehead oh those sweet things life made me watch with you. I miss you

» Posted By Chelle On 11.03.2015 @ 12:20 am

I seen you watch me i see us watch life i seen me watch you i seen us what worlds changes while wild eyes lie. That made no sense but know

» Posted By Chelle On 11.03.2015 @ 12:12 am


she drank whiskey because she felt like she needed to. she was drunk after three shots but she just kept going. she wanted to fit in. she wanted to feel something. or maybe she wanted to numb the pain.. but her body floated like a feather across the crowded bar. it seemed to carry her to each new pair of tainted lips. it carried her down the stairs, across the tile floor, and into the bathroom where she dropped to her knees and watched the water sit stagnant as her head spun in circles.

» Posted By Chelle On 04.11.2015 @ 5:46 pm


this is the way it all began – the moment I knew I was falling. There were no flashes before my eyes as my feet slipped off the sill, there was only the rush of the wind in my ears and a few brief moments of doubt, fear, freedom, and mostly regret. I knew I would never regain that moment again – this was a one time deal and there was no way to go back. Time is like that you know, distant, cold and unforgiving. It does not leave room for anyone to ever go back.

» Posted By Chelle On 01.11.2014 @ 11:29 pm


Maybe this will be the day you’ll learn.
And maybe.
Maybe this is exactly what you’ve been looking for.
You are mistaken.
Mistaken’s all you’ve ever been.

» Posted By chelle On 01.01.2014 @ 8:49 pm


He wakes up at 6:30 in the morning to go for a jog. He wears this baggy red beanie in the winter and sometimes in the summer. He doesn’t jog to keep in shape. Walking doesn’t satisfy his fast-paced thinking and so he jogs because running exerts too much energy and he is not about that. After the jog, he comes back home and takes a shower. On the weekends, he takes a bath because he can. Afterwards, he stand at the medicine cabinet mirror and inspects himself. The little blackhead on the side of his nose, his chewed up lips, the drops of water rolling down his skin past his bony chest.

» Posted By chelle On 10.26.2013 @ 6:09 pm


this reminds me of a time in my life. I had the biggest dilemma I ever had and will probably ever have. I was fourteen, and now, five years later, it still affects me every day. Oh well~.

» Posted By chelle On 05.28.2012 @ 4:53 pm


I left, but you told me to. I’m not to blame this time; you can only push so much before i admit defeat. So don’t ask me why I left; you wanted this.

» Posted By Chelle On 10.09.2010 @ 10:14 am


Strung out? haha, that reminds me of being spun.. have you ever been spun? I tell you, that was the worst moments of this year.. I guess you could say… I’m glad I got away from it.

» Posted By Chelle On 06.10.2010 @ 11:01 am


Regardless of how badly she wanted to close her eyes and rid the image of her mind, she couldn’t blink. Her hands trembled as she set her gaze onto her feet.

» Posted By Chelle On 05.04.2010 @ 7:16 am


Deliberate is a word that begins with the letter D. I deliberately typed that you know. I meant to to it, that’s what deliberate means. That is all, thank you.

» Posted By Chelle On 07.15.2008 @ 7:52 am


kills you cancer death secondhand smoke burns pollution infestation expensive debt

» Posted By chelle On 09.02.2009 @ 9:58 am


Ugh, I’m too self conscience to go to the gym. I have a treadmill that I used pretty good at first but haven’t been on it in about a month. I’ve still managed to lose some weight despite not working out.

» Posted By Chelle On 08.23.2009 @ 9:26 am


sometimes there is no evidence that nothing or something has happened and yet the fact that it has or has not should be evidence enough what more evidence should you need? further evidence merely confuses the issue and clouds the minds eye.

» Posted By chelle On 10.02.2008 @ 11:43 pm


What I wish I could be, but I know there are limits. I know I also have to be respectful, and protective, and cannot be totally transparent. I love writings that are though, and enjoy peering into other’s lives, to see their thoughts, how they handle circumstances, their perspectives. But totally transparent? I do not think we can be as such.

» Posted By Chelle On 11.29.2009 @ 5:00 pm


i’m really in to headbands lately. i’ve seen cute ones at several stores. i’m contemplating wearing one to my sister’s wedding, but i don’t want to seem like i’m upstaging her or have people wondering why i have that weird headband on my head. i also have been wearing a lot of bows in my hair, along with headbands

» Posted By chelle On 11.09.2009 @ 9:05 pm


We told ourselves it would cover up the smell of what we’d done. Like high school, like stoners, like the way I thought I’d fooled my mother…all those years, and I haven’t learned a damn thing.

» Posted By Chelle On 11.09.2009 @ 1:18 am


He handed me the towel. I thanked him, but I didn’t mean it. Bastard. It was all his fault anyway. It always is, and I’m always left cleaning up the mess.

» Posted By Chelle On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


waves of grain. high school gossip. trapped sap, the lifeblood of the tree slowly seeps out. sticky, viscous.

» Posted By Chelle On 11.02.2009 @ 4:15 am


They are tied by a ribbon of the smoothest red silk I could find and the knot is tight. The ribbon will have to be cut in order to free the 403 letters that form the crinkled stack. The addresses differ–all over the world–but all but one letter bears the same name. The last announces my lover’s death.

» Posted By Chelle On 03.04.2010 @ 5:16 pm


I told her not to look in the storage room. I wish she’d listened. I really liked this one.

» Posted By Chelle On 01.27.2010 @ 9:04 pm


Yoga is intended to be relaxing. I’ve never done yoga, but I have little desire to. Maybe I’ll try it once, just to see what all the craze is/was about. I do like being relaxed..

» Posted By Chelle On 01.25.2010 @ 6:40 am

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