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piano

Jongin has a knack for sitting down at the piano and keying tiny three second melodies while Sehun lies in bed. It’s one of the few more innocent things Jongin does. One of the only innocent things Jongin does.

» Posted By Emi On 02.06.2015 @ 8:16 pm

denim

Denim jeans are a staple anywhere outside the city limits; the durability and comfort prioritized over whatever just came off the runway in those shining high rises. Jordan always liked how it looked on everyone, appreciated it honestly, so finally getting his fancy businessman boyfriend into a worn pair of Levis was the ultimate aesthetic success. Harvey pouting didn’t hurt much either.

» Posted By Emi On 10.22.2014 @ 2:27 pm

mythic

They like to assume myth is contradictory: infallible but fundamentally untrue, passed on yet never truly remembered. That can apply to things, animals, but what of a person, shrouded in myth but real all the same?

» Posted By Emi On 08.19.2014 @ 10:43 am

unknown

Unknown is the colour grey, the feeling of black, the mystery of pastels and the boldness of primaries. Unknown is the reason for adventure, feeling, and life.

» Posted By Emi On 05.19.2014 @ 5:32 pm

welcoming

He opened his arms, eyes meeting her tear streaked face. The hug enveloped her, and she knew she was home.

» Posted By Emi On 04.02.2014 @ 5:11 am

firearm

One arm is made of fire, the other of ice. Her eyes shine with the light of the stars, her face flickers with pale moonbeams. One leg is the long branch of a tree, the other made of rocky soil. Her hair is the long grasses of the meadow, tossing in the breeze. She is nature, and she is beautiful.
“What is your name?” I ask her.
“Delaney,” she replied in the sweet voice of songbirds.

» Posted By emi On 01.17.2014 @ 4:22 pm

fresh

I love fruit. I especially love fresh fruit. Fresh fruit is nicer than frozen fruit because frozen fruit’s molecules have been changed in some way. I’m not sure how but I remember that it is. I also think that I am especially FRESH. Fresh like in DA CITAAAYY. I also enjoy eating fresh vegetables, if I ever have to eat veggies. I kinda like broccoli, though.

» Posted By Emi On 10.10.2012 @ 5:22 pm

statement

If I can write one statement down, I’ll have unlocked my writer’s muse.

» Posted By Emi On 07.27.2012 @ 9:18 am

cap

the cap of the bottle sits next to his cup. i can’t reach for it for fear of disturbing him and thus making him angry, but at the same time I rather need the cap to close off the top of my coca cola bottle. it glints merrily in the sun, mocking my predicament.

» Posted By Emi On 06.04.2012 @ 7:30 am

poster

the poster hung on the wall. there were so many of them. it made the hallway look like a stereotypical band hall way with all the posters hung everywhere. it was time for championships. everyone was excited. band wa in the air in the hall. the lockers were decorated to match the posters. we’re band nerds

» Posted By Emi On 04.26.2012 @ 7:46 pm

residue

the residue she found on her sheets was becoming sticky as it dried. looking over to her left she saw the love of her life sleeping peacefully beside her. she now knew what that mysterious residue left on her sheets was. laying back down she looked back on the memories from the night before. She hadn’t know exactly how lovely it could be to be that close to someone.
a slight russling of the sheets warned her that he was moving again. his arm wrapped around her bare waist and pulled her as close as possible.

» Posted By Emi On 03.23.2012 @ 6:01 pm

recycle

“remember to recycle all of your old papers.” the teacher chimed as she passed out the results of last weeks quiz. “the schools trying to go green.”
All the students just nodded and one proceeded to throw his old paper in the garbage just to spite the teacher causing him to stay after class and miss lunch.

» Posted By Emi On 03.11.2012 @ 5:27 pm

dismissed

The girl dismissed the servant with a sigh and gently gazed out the window hoping for something better to happen. Grey clouds filled the sky and small little droplets fell from above. her hand stretched out to catch one of the small droplets and smiled to herself. Oh how she loved the rain.

» Posted By Emi On 03.10.2012 @ 10:33 am

weave

Her dreams were unraveling,
undoing,
the girl desperately clasped them,
and tried,
to weave them
back together again.

» Posted By Emi On 03.03.2012 @ 5:25 am

lift

I could feel myself lifting, lifting into space, into power, into happiness.
I loved it, the whooshing in my ears, the wind brushing against my skin.
At that time, I was so happy, so carefree.
I just didn’t know then, what severe consequences came after this.

» Posted By Emi On 02.25.2012 @ 8:02 pm

loss

I stood there, grief washing over me.
But my loss was his gain.
He gloated, taking no notice of my pained expression.
The words made a ringing noise in my head.
It didn’t matter if I could hear him or not, unless it could bring her back.
But they couldn’t.
But if it had truly mattered to him, would he have taken her away from this world, out of my grasp?
As I have said,
My loss was his gain.

» Posted By Emi On 02.24.2012 @ 1:19 am

I remember Dad, soft words escaping his lips.
“Every cloud has a silver lining.”
But no, not this one.
Not ever.

» Posted By Emi On 02.24.2012 @ 1:08 am

The emptiness filled my soul.
There I lay, wallowing in anguish, hoping for something, someone, to comfort me.
But no one there.
I looked for someone, someone to tell me everything was going to be alright.
But there wasn’t.
Even if there were, they would be lying.
After all, nothing was going to be alright.
Ever again…

» Posted By Emi On 02.24.2012 @ 12:57 am

laughter

Laughing is tea for the soul. It brings a smile to your face. Even in the worst of situations, make yourself laugh because it usually will crack you up and make your day better.

» Posted By Emi On 11.21.2011 @ 5:44 pm

dull

Dull, oh dear, how dull, she thought, gazing off into space. Here she was, once again in class- forced to listen as her teacher droned on and on about something or the other She is not even sure what it is this time. But then she knew- it was dull

» Posted By Emi On 10.17.2011 @ 2:30 pm

pressed

I’ve always wondered how it would feel if he pressed his lips ever so gently against mine, or if he pressed his muscular body against my own. I’m horribly infatuated, could you tell? I wonder constantly if he thinks along same lines. Dear God, I hope he does.

» Posted By Emi On 09.26.2011 @ 12:12 am

audience

The audience was glaring at me. I was alone, on stage, frozen. Tears formed in my eyes. What did they expect me to do? Did they expect me to sing? I was alone! I couldn’t sing alone! Their eyes pierced my skin, and I bled. The hardwood floors of the stage were stained red, and I still couldn’t sing for them. They glared, glinting like knives. No, they were knives, and the auditorium? She was my assassin.

» Posted By Emi On 03.27.2011 @ 11:15 am

scarves

Scarves can be beautiful. They can have a lot of colors or they can have just one. They also hide people from the outside world. Scarves can hide beauty that no one gets to see. It’s a shame.

» Posted By Emi On 03.11.2011 @ 1:40 pm

tallest

The tallest tree in the yard was an old withered oak. I sometimes saw vultures perched upon its topmost branches. They didn’t bother me like some people, I was comforted by the sight of something I thought to mirror my physical appeal.

» Posted By Emi On 10.06.2010 @ 9:54 pm

rustling

Leaves rustle. That’s what it always says in books. “The rustling of the leaves”. And I suppose I’ve heard that too, the rustling. What else rustles? Paper, bedsheets. They all rustle too. Actually, right now it is raining and windy so I can hear the leaves rustling outside whenever the breeze pushes the front door open and lets in cold air.

» Posted By Emi On 08.23.2010 @ 3:04 pm

strung

a man. how strung he is. it’s a personal worry for them and women think about it often, too. strung: how manly a man is. the way we judge men.

» Posted By Emi On 07.26.2010 @ 10:04 pm

secure

its what isnt real. its a myth and a lie, worse than the lock ness monster. rawr.
secure security system that is a myth

» Posted By emi On 07.11.2010 @ 3:03 pm

fireflies

I remember trying to catch them, in jars or with my hands, but being worried. Worried I might hurt them or cause them to lose their glow. But I think they like it.

» Posted By Emi On 04.30.2010 @ 8:29 pm

recall

If I recall, he was an incredibly large man. His arms were flabby, and if he were skinnier, I bet he could take flight with those bat wings. His legs were like old trees, big old trees, and he was as wide as he was tall, maybe wider. He wasn’t attractive either, quite ugly with a plastic smile, and 3 chins.

» Posted By Emi On 04.25.2009 @ 9:53 pm

belong

Belong.
It is hard to belong, when everyone else is so busy being different.
Is it belonging truly, when you don’t look like anyone else, don’t act like anyone else, and don’t think like anyone else?
How could anyone possibly care enough for someone so different then themselves, that they might ask you to stay with them. Be with them.
Love.
That is what makes you belong.

» Posted By Emi On 12.13.2008 @ 5:15 pm

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