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There are a lot of people in the world who like monkeys
» Posted By elisha On 07.21.2017 @ 6:28 am
One day I was happily on my way to my friends house when I dropped a glass cup on the ground so I got a broom and swept it up
» Posted By elisha On 07.20.2017 @ 9:17 am
She sells sea shells on the sea shore; we’ve all heard that line before. What we don’t hear about, however, is the desperate woman, dressed in barely more than rags, scrabbling along the coastline in desperation of something to earn her her next meal. She is starving, helpless, on the sea shore.
» Posted By Elisha On 05.11.2017 @ 11:49 am
principals or principal? i always hated my principals in high school. can’t think. stupid principals. principal of the matter. principals are important. principals are morals. if you don’t have morals, where are you? nowhere. we are all nowhere anyway. find yourself. create yourself. examine the world.
» Posted By Elisha On 07.29.2012 @ 10:20 pm
one of my best memories is the time that i went to stay at the public museum with a bunch of girl scouts even though i was not a girl scout. we got to stay up all night long and tour the museum while everyone else in the world was asleep. we went into the planetarium and learned about astrology and everything else. it was there when i learned that i was a Sagittarius.
» Posted By elisha On 11.26.2011 @ 6:08 pm
horses don’t care: they don’t care how much you weigh, how much sorrow you carry on a daily basis. they don’t care what your past is, they don’t care what color your eyes are or the things that you’ve done wrong. they don’t care who loves you and who doesn’t love you, or if anyone loves you. they only want to serve you.
» Posted By elisha On 11.25.2011 @ 8:58 am
For a moment, she didn’t believe her eyes. She remembered his words, heard the shot, but still, even now, she couldn’t fathom him leaving her even as the blood pooled beneath her. His spirit, his life-gone, ended,
» Posted By Elisha On 11.16.2011 @ 8:22 am
Jesus helped us all by sacrificing his life. Sometimes I feel like I am not worthy of him or that I don’t give him enough thanks and praise or appreciate him. That makes me nervous and sad. I don’t know what to do. I wouldn’t know exactly how to show him, but I know he deserves all the love in the world.
» Posted By Elisha On 10.25.2011 @ 2:00 pm
love. lost. cheated. murders. criminals. justice. clues
telivsion shows life. endings lies
» Posted By Elisha On 09.26.2011 @ 3:29 pm
I discovered this using StumbleUpon and it is one of the best discoveries I’ve ever come across. Let’s all discover something everyday, shall we? Our eyes will be opened like never before if we let them happen, those discoveries.
» Posted By Elisha On 08.12.2011 @ 8:36 pm
Discovery is a band and they are super. Discovery is also what makes this world. Without discovering things…. Well… We’d be totally fucked. I mean… Everyone has discovered something, whether noteworthy or not. Live in discovering.
» Posted By Elisha On 08.12.2011 @ 8:25 pm
He stopped writing and put the chalkboard in his pocket. He can’t seem to get the equation right. If he is ever to build something out of all the photos he collected, he needs an algorithm. Maybe he should sleep on it. But no, he can’t sleep. Not with all the possibilities running through his head if he gets the equation right. He needs to keep on going.
» Posted By elisha On 06.04.2011 @ 2:53 pm
I put my backpack down and surveyed my surroundings. After 7 days of hiking, I can’t believe that I’m actually here where the sun makes everything so much more beautiful. The ruins are truly majestic from its position on the mountain. They’re like God’s little playthings.
» Posted By elisha On 06.01.2011 @ 1:16 pm
there was a chorus. their voices lifted up to the sky, filled with emotion. a blend of sound, the rich quality crept it’s way into the hardest of hearts and soften what was there. the music swam around them, making pictures in the air.
» Posted By elisha On 04.29.2011 @ 9:37 pm
Without a thought, she leaned into his embrace. She smiled as he kissed her forehead, and looked up.
“Can you believe you’re a father?”
He smiled down at her, his eyes still awed.
» Posted By Elisha On 01.29.2011 @ 2:19 pm
I couldn’t believe how simple it was.
Everything just seemed to click, leaving no room for doubt.
I hadn’t realized before because I hadn’t WANTED to believe. I looked at him now, my face betraying a calm I didn’t feel.
“It was you,” I whispered.
» Posted By Elisha On 01.23.2011 @ 4:55 pm
It’s interesting how the environment we grow up in can effect our lives. I grew up next to a copper refinery. I remember so many kids grew up to have serious issues due to the effects of this poorly constructed refinery. Major bummer. Lots of extra toes.
» Posted By Elisha On 11.30.2010 @ 10:05 am
He looked so…nonchalant. It was the first word that came to mind as she saw him standing there against the wall without a care in the world. She wanted him, that much was clear, but he was such an enigma. How could she tell him?
» Posted By Elisha On 08.19.2010 @ 4:59 pm
Each footstep brought her closer. And despite the pain, the blood that dripped down her side, she kept going. Even though they were miles apart, she had to tell him, she had to let him know.
She was alive.
» Posted By Elisha On 07.30.2010 @ 5:10 pm
he couldn’t believe what he had seen
“An..elementalist?” She nodded.
“What does this mean?”
“It means,” she said. “That our relationship is done. You know too much.”
Before he could blink she was gone.
He asked himself exactly when his life had taken this strange turn.
» Posted By Elisha On 07.16.2010 @ 6:20 pm
AS the two boys walked through the town, dusk approaching, they heard a sound in the distance. When they appraoched the stream they saw something they’d only heard about intales: an elemantalist.
And they were strong.
» Posted By Elisha On 07.16.2010 @ 6:07 pm
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Weird is not an insult, it’s a compliment. It’s the one word that truly defines and connects us all. It is saying that an individual has the strength of heart and sense of self to not feel the need to mirror the behaviors and thoughts of others, but instead embraces all of their quirks and idiosyncrasies. They understand that those things are what define us. They’re what we will be remembered for. I would prefer to be remembered.
» Posted By Elisha On 11.17.2009 @ 11:36 pm