Comments Posted By Evan Gelder
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root. like the roots of a tree. we are all kind of lke trees in a sense. the biggest question is which are more important: roots or branches. I say fuck roots. build up. like carraway said of gatsby, it may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don’t care what it’s founded on. do not waste your energy on roots. grow branches.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 08.01.2011 @ 10:33 pm
beloved. thats what they said about her in the eulogy. now that i think about the eulogy, i dont even know why i went to the funeral. I hated that bitch. “she was beloved by all who we fortunate enough to have her touch their lives.” yeah, bullshit. the problem is; i know who she really was, but her halo always hid the horns.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 06.13.2011 @ 10:51 am
solved. just like that: like a fancy jigsaw puzzle. you know, people think that those things are differcult, those jugsaw puzzles. but wouldnt it be great if life turned out like one? sure its frustrating, but after a while, you ALWAYS solve it. No, Life is too complex for that.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.23.2011 @ 6:33 pm
recipes. my mother always used to keep a little chest full of them on that disgusting looking green tile kitchen counter. i came up with a few myself. mostly desserts. typical i guess. but my best by far was the recipe that has been attempted throughout history. attempted, but never finished. But i figured it out. I figured out the Recipe for success in life. Too bad its too late.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.18.2011 @ 7:21 pm
Flush. Down the drain. It blocked out the TV momentarily. The FBI agent on the screen went on. “We urge you all to–” Flush. Down the drain. “He is extremely –” Flush. then he laughed as he dropped another bloody finger into the toilet. Flush. Down the drain.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.16.2011 @ 5:40 pm
i simply could not believe my eyes. or my ears. or my hands as she let go of them. I was amazed really. i guess you could say i was in shock. “i wish i could believe you” “i never thought id have to do this” The truth is, its over, and im absolutely amazed in the most terrible sense of the word.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 12.08.2010 @ 11:52 am
i had to admit it. there was really no other choice i knew i had to. but how are you supposed to say a thing like that? how am i supposed to tell her. its so despecible, so atrocious… so…… not like me…… Im sick with myself. im lost. ill just admit it. admit it. ADMIT IT GOD DAMN IT! i cant… i cant…..
» Posted By evan gelder On 12.06.2010 @ 10:57 am
spot. there was always that little spot on the wall. he would spend hours sitting there scrubbing it. he had a terrible case of OCD. he cuoldnt even sit in the room because the spot was there. he tried blocking it with furniture but just the thought of it!!!! agh!!! and then he saw it in the next room….. and the next… and the next…
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.14.2010 @ 7:47 pm
powder. like the fresh powder snow he was floating on. it felt like flying really. he was just zooming down the mountain, going faster fasterfaster just floating on top of 2 feet of fresh powder. then suddenly his ski dips… and he tumbles… and he rolls… and rolls… and rolls…. and doesnt even get the chance to see the yellow sign: CLIFF AREA
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.13.2010 @ 7:59 pm
Natural. People were always questioning if it was. The color of her hair, that is. No one thought that somebodys hair could be so brightly, vibrantly red! She held constantly that it was natural, no dyes or special shampoos. But no one beleived her. So she thought she would set out to prove it…
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.12.2010 @ 6:24 pm
burst. Like it was bursting. Bursting open somehow, spewing some…substance…. What the hell was it? the thing burst like a baloon but then it just kept going. where was it coming from ? WHAT WAS IT?!?!?!
» Posted By evan gelder On 01.08.2010 @ 8:31 pm
flavor. The flavor of that suculent, delicious, ice cream cone. but what was it? what was the flavor? You couldnt tell. You wondered “what is this?” and then you dropped, fell…
» Posted By evan gelder On 01.07.2010 @ 5:23 pm
figure. like a figurine. a tiny little figurine in a toy shop window. little boys and girls walk by every day and see this little figurine. and they dont have a clue. they dont know where that figurine came from. they dont know its secret.
» Posted By evan gelder On 01.06.2010 @ 2:50 pm
myth. it was just a myth right? it couldnt be true. it was just too ouragous! it was one of those things where you thought that it was too insane to be made up. so then was it a myth? im not sure. was it? it was just a myth right? RIGHT?!?!
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.25.2010 @ 8:24 pm
tofu. thats how bland that thing tasted, like tofu. no flavor whatsoever. it reminded me of my life. it was so boring so BLAND i couldnt really take it. i wasnt living just merely existing day to day. so i set out to change that.
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.23.2010 @ 7:24 pm
options. there wernt many. it was clear to her. it was like right and left. black and white. It was so simple. Then wh ycouldnt she choose?? right left black white. it was like her life hinged on this little choice of options. and what did she choose? she went straight…. she chose grey….
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.21.2010 @ 7:55 pm
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sink. like he was sinking. sinking into nothing. He had no clue what was going on. he was just sinking. not falling…but sinking. just sinking farther and farther down into nothing. Or maybe it was the shadows? thats it he was sinking into the shadows. sinking further and further into the shadows…..
» Posted By Evan Gelder On 01.16.2010 @ 7:07 pm