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cool is something to describe an ice cube.

» Posted By Desi On 01.28.2013 @ 10:15 am


apples are fresh,ice is fresh ,that boy is fresh ,mint is fresh ,blue is fresh,tea is fresh,ice cream is fresh i love fresh colors i love fresh food fresh is a weird word coming to think about it

» Posted By Desi On 10.10.2012 @ 2:39 pm


People need manners. Without them, society is dysfunctional, families are broken and friendships are scarce and not sustainable. If we can’t be nice to our neighbor, how can we even have our neighbors there in times of emergency or need? Our families are the same, as are our friendships.

» Posted By Desi On 08.09.2012 @ 7:29 pm


I saw a nest the other day. It was full of fluff and twigs and hair. It made me wonder how it all got there. I saw the remnants of a little home. Babies all flown off into the unknown.

» Posted By Desi On 06.09.2012 @ 10:36 pm


Diamonds are forever. They’re pretty, but what do they really mean? Is a platinum ring with diamonds really necessary to prove your love to someone else? What happened to just loving without physical shiny proof?

» Posted By Desi On 12.08.2011 @ 9:57 am


Morality…. What is your definition of morality? What is your philosophy on it?

» Posted By Desi On 10.04.2011 @ 11:33 pm


I knew I had to drink it. I didn’t want to; it smelled awful. But it was the only way to save him.
I put the cup to my lips and took a sip. I shuddered at the taste. Nothing I had ever tasted had been that bad. Seconds later, I crumpled to the floor. Dead.

» Posted By desi On 08.21.2011 @ 3:23 pm


It`s something you get if you behave badly.
Often parents punish you, but teachers can too.
It may be used sexually, like if you like pain during sexual intercourse.

» Posted By Desi On 08.15.2011 @ 4:16 am


She lit the cigarette, forgeting about her pain. She inhaled deeply letting smoke fill her lungs. She sighed as the sting and burn filled her chest. She then blew out smoke fiercly letting the puff of death pass through her lips. She smiled as she felt the obsession easing. Cigarettes aren’t a nice thing to have when you’re addicted to them. Especially when you have cancer.

» Posted By Desi On 07.15.2011 @ 11:05 pm


The man stepped back as the surveyed his painting. His darling daughter by the shore. She was so sweet even moments before taking her own life.

» Posted By Desi On 10.25.2010 @ 6:22 pm


when you kissed me under the skylight, the rain pouring above us. I held your face in my hands and your lips covered mine. It was a sweet kiss. It was the last one I can remember us having, although there was more later. I will do anything to have another, but there are times when i just dont think that will happen. When i look into your eyes I can see you want me, but what is holding you back? Will I ever taste your lips again? Perhaps if it rains over my skylight again…..tommorow night?

» Posted By desi On 02.01.2009 @ 5:22 pm


Left in the same old condition as it was when I found it nearly twenty years ago, this ancient paperback koran is now covered in quite a bit of dust. AS I am now much older I feel the need to brush of this dust and dig into a religion which I know so little. A little guilt resides in me know since my deceased grandfather urged me on so many occaisons to explore this very interesting book.

» Posted By desi On 09.15.2009 @ 11:21 am


I love mysteries, they’re everything interesting in life. they’re the glue that keeps us all moving forward. and they’re all different. none are the same. they are the immortal question. I mean it. they keep us intrigued in life. they keep us moving forward, getting better. They’re amazing.

» Posted By Desi On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


el mundo es bello y precioso. con muchas cosas que descubrir cada dia. y conocer mucha gente nueva y padre.

» Posted By Desi On 12.04.2009 @ 7:22 pm

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