Comments Posted By Chríss

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concept

appel
piper
grape
framrt
castle
king
queen
mapple
chicken
hungry
thiristy
witch
magic
clever
cunning
sex
hate
love
revenge
oh i was suposed to write sentances?

» Posted By chriss On 08.13.2012 @ 11:11 am

trailer

It was just a trailer – plain, boxy, typical of the one’s in the park. But it was not filled with drama, only love.

» Posted By chriss On 04.27.2011 @ 12:24 pm

ego

She thought she had a strong ego, but lacked the self-confidence to back it up.

» Posted By chriss On 04.01.2011 @ 12:14 pm

structured

A structured life was not what she aspired to have, but neither did she want a chaotic existence. It was a dilemma she often struggled with.

» Posted By chriss On 03.25.2011 @ 11:32 pm

wanted

Wanted: One new job, one organized house, one adventure and one new attitude.

» Posted By chriss On 03.19.2011 @ 11:03 am

All I ever wanted in my life was to to find my raison d’etre. My soul. The animus I know I can feel. The motivation for living. There must be a reason why I exist. Right? There is, isn’t there? Someone out there, that is. For me. Find me. Look for me. I need you more than you could ever know, although no one’ll ever know.

» Posted By Chríss On 03.19.2011 @ 10:38 am

All I ever wanted in my life was to to find my raison d’etre. My soul. The animus I know I can feel. The motivation for living. There must be a reason why I exist. Right? There is, isn’t there? Someone out there, that is. For me. Find me. Look for me. I need you more than you could ever know, although no one’ll ever know.

» Posted By Chríss On 03.19.2011 @ 12:22 am

gym

The gym offered a chance of some repetitive, quiet meditation — freeing the mind by exercising the body.

» Posted By chriss On 03.18.2011 @ 12:47 am

figure

It was hard to figure out where she fit in the strange, new land.

» Posted By chriss On 03.16.2011 @ 9:35 pm

heels

If only she was Dorothy and could click her heels, everything would be alright. But this wasn’t Oz and she had no ruby slippers — just a dirty pair of sneakers.

» Posted By chriss On 03.15.2011 @ 9:14 pm

cheap

He wore his anger like a cheap suit – too big, sloppy and unflattering.

» Posted By chriss On 03.01.2011 @ 1:04 am

keychain

The jingling of the keychain was jangling her nerves. Each little token carried a memory.

» Posted By chriss On 02.28.2011 @ 12:37 am

belong

I belong to no one. and no one belongs to me.
If I had a choice in the matter I would belong to myself and I would choose to belong to noone else. I am alone and want nothing to do with it all

» Posted By Chriss On 12.14.2008 @ 10:23 pm

suspend

Breathing heavily, she watched the city lights flash before her. Nowhere left to go, nowhere to turn to, all she had left to do was suspend.

» Posted By Chriss On 11.16.2008 @ 11:56 pm

guilty

Guilty as charged, I am hypercritical but not hyperactive, a lousy housekeeper but fair wordsmith.

» Posted By chriss On 06.03.2008 @ 1:21 am

plus

It’s always a plus when you make a tricky decision and it comes up aces.

» Posted By chriss On 05.26.2008 @ 1:07 am

divide

It was like crossing the Great Divide to reach him and make him understand. A deep chasm in the middle of their living room seperating the two.

» Posted By chriss On 05.23.2008 @ 11:13 am

certain

He was certain it was a sign of impending doom. He preferred not to think of himself as a pessimist but just a realist. So he waited for the shoe to drop.

» Posted By chriss On 05.16.2008 @ 12:37 pm

tale

She told tales — fantastic voyages of the mind — with such conviction you believed her.

» Posted By chriss On 05.15.2008 @ 10:05 am

left

What is really left in the end?

» Posted By chriss On 05.10.2008 @ 8:23 am

strand

A single strand of curly hair keeps falling in my face, distracting me from the task at hand. It’s always been untamed.

» Posted By chriss On 05.09.2008 @ 9:34 am

cone

Orange cone in the middle of the road for no apparent reason. I tried to knock it over and missed.

» Posted By chriss On 05.06.2008 @ 10:50 am

level

Level-headed people end up not having much fun, but we don’t get into much trouble either.

» Posted By chriss On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

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