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A piano. My mother plays the piano. I remember when I was little and she used to try to teach me how to play it and we would get into these stupid little disputes. I also remember just sitting there listening to her with my dad. Sometimes my dad cried because the beauty of the music brought so much emotion. Pianos… pianos pianos.. I don’t know what else to say.
» Posted By Elyse On 02.07.2015 @ 4:20 pm
The boy in the corner was definitely a problem. He seemed like he was seperate from the rest. And whenever anyone approached him, he gave them a lofty expression. He refused to talk to anyone even to people that obviously knew him from somewhere. Agent G wondered why he was making it so much harder for himself.
» Posted By Elyse On 08.01.2014 @ 4:09 pm
I always have my juvenile moments. I guess everybody has them. We all have an inner child that is desperate to come out and play every once in a while, to destress ourselves and feel a moment of happiness in between our daily and busy lives.
» Posted By Elyse On 03.04.2014 @ 8:15 am
Affection is that feeling that you have for the weird boy in the back of the class or your neighbor’s dog. It’s not yours to own and love the way you want. It belongs to someone else. So you are affectionate towards it. You are slightly distant. Possibly waiting for the day when affection can blossom into something grander. Something more beautiful.
» Posted By ELyse On 10.23.2013 @ 2:45 pm
A repeat in time and space. A world run by robotic notions. Crazy squiggles that run through life. But without this there will be noting. I will be nothing.
» Posted By elyse On 02.01.2013 @ 5:12 pm
the best of the worst. time is almost up for time itself and thats not okay. Order is tradition, is how its always been to date. Somehow we managed to cross the border and order itself was reversed. This twisted system that always runs the world, does not run me. I am freedom
» Posted By Elyse On 02.01.2013 @ 5:09 pm
when I sit still, I ponder. I’m left alone with my thoughts, and the whole world stays still, just as I do. Still objects can often be the most beautiful ones as well. I am still right now. Well, not right now because I’m typing this crazy thing. Looks like time has run out!
» Posted By Elyse On 09.06.2012 @ 10:54 pm
A glass half empty or a glass half full? Many people consider this question as the point of view of either an optimist or a pessimist. The way we view things in life greatly determines our attitude and self esteem.
» Posted By Elyse On 08.21.2012 @ 12:17 pm
A bundle of ideas, but not often an abundance of said things. It’s the raw start of something, something that might grow to be great. But it has to grow, therefore you must water and nourish it.
» Posted By Elyse On 08.13.2012 @ 4:50 am
I poured the orange juice into the tall martini glass anticipating the added comfort of vodka when it reached my lips. But no, just orange juice this time. I phoned my sister just to tell her about how delicious the orange juice that i just poured and tasted reminded me of or grandmothers and how i needed to see her so we could go out for drinks, I pulled my red hair up into a pony-tail and sat down on one of the sun porches’ newly furnished chairs to finished my orange juice.
» Posted By Elyse On 06.16.2012 @ 4:28 pm
unfortunate but sometimes iinevitable. the best you can do is just learn to deal.
» Posted By elyse On 12.25.2011 @ 6:35 pm
Her stomach swelled. She wanted to feel something for the growth within her but it seemed to just fill with warm air, stretching her out slowly.
» Posted By Elyse On 07.24.2011 @ 2:16 pm
I once won a trophy, it was pretty cool because I had never won anything before. I really liked it, it was a shiny trophy, I cleaned it every day I was so proud. That was the funniest thing, because it was a second place trophy, and it wasn’t even for what the contest was for. It was an extra, minuscule trophy, useless really. I was proud nonetheless, because it was my first trophy.
» Posted By Elyse On 07.18.2011 @ 10:32 pm
the train station was really cold because of all the snow outside. I have never been to a train station but when i think of them i imagine that they are all smokey and loud. kind of like an airport, everyone with suitcases and crying as the train drives away with women waving their handkerchiefs at their loved ones. bus stations are similar but i think of them as only underground and i think about that movie with the vampires where they are chasing that human through the subway and they have those yellow eyes that are glowing. that girl in the movie is really pretty but she always looks kind of dirty. my boyfriend really likes her. radio stations are great but i hate it when you go somewhere new and all of your stations are all messed up. I hate it when you have to scan through all of the sucky stations to get to a song that you actually like, and then the song ends and another one that sucks comes on because then you have to go searching again.
» Posted By Elyse On 06.14.2011 @ 1:07 pm
Guys with sideburns are kind of gross if they do not keep them trimmed. To just let them go out everywhere is unattractive and it shows that they don’t care as much about their appearance, therefore woman stay away from that because they want a well kept man.
» Posted By Elyse On 05.30.2011 @ 10:14 am
books mark twain. I want to buy one from ikea for my room cause my books are everywhere. bookshelves can be beautiful furniture pieces. they hold our knowledge. and knick knacks.
» Posted By Elyse On 04.12.2011 @ 12:50 am
i wondered about a lot of things, i’m not sure what it was but i feel like i am always wondering about this and that, and how things work. that’s mostly what i wonder about…it’s how things work because a lot of times i question how we got here and what how we came to be because i really don’t understand. i also wonder what my life will be like
» Posted By elyse On 03.09.2011 @ 5:50 pm
the means to an end, what you need when youve lost everything, a door that has opened when all the others have slammed, not in your face, but on your fingers. where you run to when all else in your life has failed you, when youve lost your faith, when you believe in nothing else. what you look for but never find until it presents itself to you.
» Posted By elyse On 02.21.2011 @ 8:19 pm
You aren’t your own, you are someone else. And someone else is you. Run run. Jump. Fly, fight, die. You make you do? No. You aren’t you. Someone else is you. And you are someone else. Who is in control? Who runs the roost? Who dominates?
» Posted By Elyse On 02.05.2011 @ 11:16 am
on an endless night, things are eternally worthless. its as if nothing matters, like it always doess.
things should always be endless . oh how i wish they were. endless ness is worry and bliss in no ways at all.
» Posted By Elyse On 01.20.2011 @ 7:58 pm
I am paperclipp-ing my life back together. It may not be sturdy, but it will work. I can rearrange it whenever I want, and that is the best part about paperclips. No staples, no glue, no tape. Paperclips.
» Posted By elyse On 12.23.2010 @ 1:53 am
I don’t know where to start I guess I feel rejected now in and out of his life and this is where I put myself rejected rejected like a bullet without a sinner. Where are you going, when you don’t have a home? I can’t stop no I can’t stop running.
» Posted By Elyse On 12.21.2010 @ 9:39 pm
everything. I don’t what else to write. Everything is wrong and right at the same time Looking at this word I envision a frowny emoticon. Not sure that I just spelled frowny right but whatever. When will the sixty seconds be up? I have not tim e for spell check.
I just cheated the system. By clicking the back button I get another 60 seconds. I didn’t mean to do this, but hey, whatever. This is my first time on this website.
» Posted By elyse On 12.15.2010 @ 10:15 pm
I will admit to this, I have sinned. I cannot take back what I have done. I apologize for hurting you. This is my fault. Not your’s. Not his. Not our’s. Mine. I hope that you have it in your heart to forgive and forget.
» Posted By Elyse On 12.06.2010 @ 11:03 am
I love to see spray paint all over something beautiful. It’s like poetic justice to the ugly or self made.
» Posted By Elyse On 08.01.2010 @ 10:25 am
Tape makes things stick.video tape /to the heart mind soul …memories
» Posted By Elyse On 04.11.2010 @ 10:45 am
I doubt they notice,
sweeping away the pain, memories of a past.
Today, I notices a leaf, amazing how
it changes. Can I change? Will his heart change?
Sweep this away, no love.
Why even try? I thought it was worth it.
» Posted By Elyse On 05.01.2009 @ 9:25 pm
» Posted By Elyse On 05.01.2009 @ 9:23 pm
Butterflies. Flutterflies, someone told me that this name makes so much sense. She was so right. What do butterflies have to do with butter? Flutter, on the other hand, that’s exactly what they do. They flutter.
» Posted By Elyse On 04.04.2009 @ 8:37 am
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» Posted By Elyse On 11.06.2009 @ 3:55 pm