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The sound echoed in my brain, long after I first heard it.
It pulsed through my skull, piercing into my thoughts constantly, day and night.
The sound of the car crashing into my father’s, killing all of my family except me.
Killing the ones who didn’t deserve it.
But killing me on the inside.

» Posted By Cleo On 10.13.2017 @ 5:03 pm


Oblique motion, oblique lines. I remember so little about whatever his name is told us in art class. All i felt was sadness, crushing me, crushing through the work I tried to put on the page, the things I saw that came out twisted, forms obscured by my sadness. Oblique lines, used to measure the size of the person’s head. They were never in the right place. I was always wrong, always lost, always broken.

» Posted By Cleo On 05.28.2013 @ 6:34 pm


growing large ears matt stood up and screamed
“my ears are huge!”
layla came and pulled his ears makinng him scream more
“stop screaming you idiot!” she said
matt stands up and pulls laylas cat tail
“dont pull my tail that hurt!”
“then dont pull my ears”

» Posted By cleo On 02.09.2013 @ 8:53 am


“I promise that I wont forget you. I promise that I won’t forget how you make me feel.”
Those were her parting words to Henry, and she knew it dug the knife deep into his heart. She knew that with those words she had knocked him down, sent him into a whirlpool of despair.
She couldn’t make a promise she wouldn’t keep, it wouldn’t be fair after all they had been through, yet she had. She had taken his trust and twisted it into something unrecognizable.

» Posted By Cleo On 01.08.2013 @ 5:14 pm


I love jewellery and black.

» Posted By Cleo On 12.11.2012 @ 5:34 am


Tomorrow I want the world to be a little bit better than today if possible. And maybe that’s going to come from someone like me doing something different. Or maybe that’s going to come from someone in charge doing something different.

» Posted By Cleo On 09.30.2012 @ 6:51 pm


when I was 8, I went to the doctors because I found it difficult to breathe. not difficult exactly, but uncomfortable. I felt like when I took in a breath, it did not fill my lungs like it was supposed to, and I felt unsatisfied. the doctor gave me a circular orange puffer. every night and morning I had to use it. it sprayed a fine powder into my mouth, along with a burst of cold air. i found it extremely unpleasant, but interesting.

» Posted By Cleo On 09.14.2012 @ 2:48 am


the things i love the most. they are handy when you are away from the speakers and actually i would choose them over any other stereo surround systems. i love skull candy stuff… headphones in and problems out!

» Posted By Cleo On 09.09.2012 @ 1:50 am


What I need is not really always what I want. Sometimes it is even hard to know what I need, I just have in mind what I want and I deal with that in any way that I can. Or want. I need to grow some balls. I need a little bit more determination. I need to gain back a life, but I don’t really know how to go back to the life I had before.

» Posted By cleo On 06.02.2012 @ 9:11 pm


Well i got the same word as before :( you would expect it to be different right? well that is just disappointing, i wonder if i try again i will get a different word to write about. i like letting my fingers do the thinking not my brain. the words flow better :)

» Posted By Cleo On 05.27.2012 @ 2:19 am

well, i like to try and pull stunts, not bad ones good ones, like skinny dipping or motor biking or bmxing they are really quite fun and exhilarating! do you know what i mean i mean everyone loves an adrenaline rush every now and again ! :P

» Posted By Cleo On 05.27.2012 @ 2:17 am


This is only still the beginning stage of my life. I have so much ahead of me. But the world is beginning to weigh on me, stealing my hope for what is left to come.

» Posted By Cleo On 11.11.2011 @ 1:00 pm


The fingerprints grace the top of the dirty tabletop, left after the flour spilled and I almost fell from the shock of what you told me. Why today? I didn’t need this day to get any worse.

» Posted By Cleo On 11.09.2011 @ 7:18 pm


I want a ptent for my idea. I think its a good idea, and because it hasn’t been patented yet, I’m not going to tell you what it is. You’re going to have to guess.

» Posted By Cleo On 11.08.2011 @ 6:15 pm


my alarm sparks a whole new realization every day, the worry caused that just cant be taken any more. the alarmist tries to stop. doesn’t. but i am not. you are for saying i am.

» Posted By Cleo On 11.06.2011 @ 12:26 pm


The downpour washed over her face, coating her in the pleasant sensation of icy pinpricks. They washed away each gash, gouge, and bruise. Nothing was left. She was melting into the feeling of being nothing. Everything was slipping away, the pain of years, the horror of minutes, the terror of seconds. There was peace dripping through her skin to fill the void inside, the empty space that was fought for, that allowed the knives and swords they threw to bounce off of her, in stead of break the flesh. She was absorbing all the feeling she had contained for years. The pain of it all rushed through and she collapsed, bending to its will, until the current peace brought her back to the realization of now, of the power she held, of what was possible.

» Posted By Cleo On 11.05.2011 @ 11:11 am


grasp. touch. feel.
i want to hold you.
i don’t want to use the past tense with you.
i want you here. now.

» Posted By Cleo On 06.19.2011 @ 2:22 pm



» Posted By CLEO On 05.14.2011 @ 5:31 pm


magice wand, the tool of wizards and fairy godmothers. the tool that makes fairy tales a relaity. The magic tool that makes dreams come true

» Posted By Cleo On 03.14.2011 @ 6:20 am


examples. I was always told to set a good example for my little sister. Turns out, she’s the one setting the example. She’s married, working hard, has a degree… Me? I’m a depressive, who is slowly turning into a recluse, who hasn’t had a job in ten years, who lives on benefits and suicide attempts.

» Posted By Cleo On 03.06.2011 @ 4:29 am


control. oh how i long for control of my own life. you’d think i already do, at first look. i have my own home, i cook my own meals, i make my own choices. but i have absolutely no control on what happens to me. i can’t control how i’m made to feel by my lovely annoying boyfriend. i can’t control the looks and glares that people in the street throw at me. i can’t control much of anything really.

» Posted By Cleo On 03.04.2011 @ 4:29 pm


Final. Makes me think of exams. Americans have finals at the end of the semester. I’m rubbish at exams. Rubbish at exams and rubbish at essays. I do miss education though. If I could do all the GCSEs and A Levels and things for free, without having to deal with lots of irritating 16 year olds, I would. I miss learning.

» Posted By Cleo On 03.03.2011 @ 3:15 pm


Basically. I hate that word. Just like I hate it when people say “literally” when they don’t actually mean it. “I literally split my sides.” No you didn’t. If you’d split your sides your guts would be all over the floor. Learn what the word sodding means. I dislike that people have just bad use of the English language.

» Posted By Cleo On 03.01.2011 @ 1:47 pm


My mother is the strongest person I know, which most men don’t like. Maybe that’s the reason she has had so much trouble finding a spouse. Eventually she settled down with a man, but I can’t help but feel like it’s not her anymore. It’s like her strong is gone.

» Posted By cleo On 02.26.2011 @ 1:25 pm


Tables may bring about happy memories of family and friends for some,
but for me
they were always empty
Everyone always says to turn the tables
I say to destroy them.

» Posted By cleo On 02.25.2011 @ 9:05 pm

Standing up on them when no one’s looking, pretending like you a rockstar. My dinner table was my first stage.

» Posted By cleo On 02.25.2011 @ 8:57 pm


I made a really nice picture with a cannon reflex camera. It was for my photograph assignment in school and i got some really good grades thanks to the great equipment i was working with.

» Posted By cleo On 12.20.2010 @ 10:20 am


sigh. i feel like sighing now. beeecauuuse. i realized that i lead another boy on. i thought i liked him. i really did. but turns out he leaves way too analytical responses to these one word things. and i don’t like it. i will probably run away from him.

» Posted By cleo On 12.17.2008 @ 10:36 pm


he fell thirty stories, sinking into the dark abyss with a surprisingly soft thud. around him, nothing stirred except for the dirt he disturbed with the impact. the alley remained quiet. far away, a child laughed as the darkness closed in around him.

» Posted By cleo On 08.29.2009 @ 7:07 pm


Oh my goodness. I’m certainly not quite sure of myself currently. Oh, geez. Pride, not much to say about this except it’s definitely made my life a bit harder. Ahhh…oh golly, that line sure is gettin’ red! Ohhhh! Ooops.

» Posted By Cleo On 09.23.2008 @ 5:18 am

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