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we collect a lot of things – collectibles such as action figures and physical music albums.
but one thing we collect the most throughout our entire lives? memories.
and they’re the most cherishable.
» Posted By Felicia On 08.12.2016 @ 5:54 am
rural is the dumbest word i’ve ever been given to write with. you want to know what rural is? rural is some bitch in a stuck up country town that doesn’t know or give a rat’s ass about anyone else in the world, nobody in the city or suburbs. she lives in a fucking stupid ass horse pastor / barn / farmland in an overpriced huge house that is not even well built – literally the deck is going to fall apart any minute now, and her mom is a gold-digging med popping fake happy bitch, and she is the exact same way.
» Posted By felicia On 01.12.2016 @ 11:52 pm
What can really be said about him. He lived at home, with his mother, and he was a self proclaimed gamer. She had a simple 3 strike system and with that simple sentence he was out. But was he really, could she make an exception?
» Posted By felicia On 06.02.2014 @ 6:17 pm
brush them off
people who don’t know you
everyone always has someone who dislikes them
» Posted By Felicia On 04.29.2013 @ 3:00 pm
Everybody knows my secret now. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but it somehow did. How am I supposed to cope with this? I don’t know. I am as fortunate as a black cat. How nice.
» Posted By felicia On 12.22.2012 @ 8:45 pm
One person knows how to write a story well, but only special people have the talent to write an especially superb one filled with fabulous things to draw a readers’ attention straightaway. These kind of people have to be cherished or else.
» Posted By felicia On 12.22.2012 @ 8:41 pm
As as student I could not as much for the topic of employees. I think this would be the word one would use to describe a mindless robot doing tasks for the very apparent sake of money. Employees are people nonetheless. Trapped in the reality of money.
» Posted By Felicia On 11.15.2012 @ 10:08 pm
What to write about mass? Well it’s a lot of different things, well no not really… It determines the density of an object and an objects weight. It’s a big deal for science, but I don’t know what else to say about it.
» Posted By Felicia On 10.09.2012 @ 4:17 am
People can make you happy in many ways, happiness is a gift one should always cherish it like a newborn child. Happiness can save someone’s life along with kindness; happiness and kindness usually go hand in hand
» Posted By Felicia On 10.08.2012 @ 7:44 am
Before I knew you, I didnt know what love felt like. Before I knew what love was really like, I didnt know you. Before we met, I was dead inside. Before I was dead inside, I was dying to know someone like you. Before I wanted someone like you, I had someone that was nothing like you.
» Posted By Felicia On 09.24.2012 @ 11:19 am
Sometimes when I can’t stand the loud voices around me, I find a quiet place, a place made just for me, a space in my mind that no one else can enter, that is called my zone. My zone is my own personal workshop, my imagination to the tenth degree, the area that no one can intrude or invade. Thankful for the little time spent in my zone.
» Posted By Felicia On 08.15.2012 @ 11:20 am
i often dwell on past events on my life. Sometimes for a minute or two, sometimes for hours when I lay in bed at night. I go over every single detail of a specific event, some call this overthinking. Sometimes it makes me hurt, other times it makes me smile. I guess this means that it’s important to only dwell on the good things in your life, not the bad, or you can never truly be happy.
» Posted By felicia On 06.23.2012 @ 3:39 pm
Shorthand makes me think of two different things. The actual meaning, writing in a short code note and information you wish to use at a later date and a miniature pirate. I don’t really know why the second one comes to mind, maybe I am thinking of Peter Pan or something.
» Posted By Felicia On 05.08.2012 @ 6:14 pm
don’t turn over again
hold your head up high and
don’t forget that you’re alive
or everyone else will as well.
» Posted By Felicia On 12.01.2011 @ 7:39 pm
The walls I built up
between the two of us–
so it wouldn’t matter anymore
the price you’d paid–fell down at your feet
just as I do now each and every day.
» Posted By Felicia On 10.29.2011 @ 5:09 pm
Far from it
(at least several standard deviations away)
we can’t divide you by two and get anything worthwhile today
» Posted By Felicia On 09.16.2011 @ 1:26 am
Oh, the peace,
I cry out for peace of mind
and a piece of this ever-consuming pie
that is my mind and yours overlapping with
the cries of the rest of the world as they slave
away into a mediocrity that seemingly no one can ever find
but in which they’re forever doomed, forever doomed to reside.
» Posted By Felicia On 09.13.2011 @ 4:04 pm
pulled up by
the boot straps
I’ve come a long way
from where I’ve been
and now I’m only left to
choose my new intended
route of arrival and departure.
» Posted By Felicia On 09.08.2011 @ 12:16 am
in my sleep deprived state
I ride on writing this
but only because I feel compelled
to actually stick to some goal I’ve set
» Posted By Felicia On 08.26.2011 @ 2:11 am
softer than a baby’s bottom
as you caress my thigh and shin
I can’t help but think these sheets
are most certainly meant for hiding in
» Posted By Felicia On 08.23.2011 @ 9:13 pm
the world is falling into an abyss
and there’s no edge in sight to grab hold of
without first grabbing another life and pulling them down too
» Posted By Felicia On 08.22.2011 @ 7:39 pm
and spit me out
from the bitter taste
i leave in your mouth
life’s sweet nectar has
nothing on me when the
only thing headed your way
» Posted By Felicia On 08.22.2011 @ 2:08 am
you brought me off the
road. stranded psychologically,
there really was no more direct way
to show me so unknowingly yet precisely
the degree to which it was that I was so entirely alone.
» Posted By Felicia On 08.18.2011 @ 1:18 pm
» Posted By Felicia On 08.16.2011 @ 5:43 am
A rubber band sure is interesting, no? I mean, think about it. It stretches like nothing else, really. Sure, I suppose a ball of goo does, but that doesn’t snap back, doe sit? Nope, didn’t think so. It’s cause of that darn elasticity of a rubber band that makes it so unlike anything else.
» Posted By Felicia On 08.10.2011 @ 2:43 pm
my blood is boiling with this maddness indside my soul
i love how it eats at me bubbling until it finally overflows in an eruption of passion
i cant wait until the next time we meet this boiling enferno will never die down
my soul radiates
» Posted By Felicia On 08.02.2011 @ 10:30 pm
Sometimes you have to get things dirty in order to clean them up.
My mother leaves dishes in the sink, along with my sister, who does the same thing.
My Father and I use a dish, rinse it off and put it in the dishwasher.
No need for chores if there is nothing int he sink.
Those get dirty, quite often.
Its a chore to use a toilet and more of a chore to clean one,
time spent with the toilet is special.
Enjoy and use it wisely.
Solitude Toilet time.
» Posted By Felicia On 07.09.2011 @ 8:46 am
Shopping in the mall, the changing rooms are always crowded but worth it, so worth it for the satisfaction of finding that one item that you really, truly adore. Waiting in the queues, the pushing, putting up with posh assistants who make you feel as if you shouldn’t be there.
» Posted By Felicia On 05.24.2011 @ 3:49 pm
I am determined. I am determined to make a difference in this world somehow before i leave it. I will leave behind a legacy that my great-great-grandchildren will be proud of. I am determined to live up to what God has made me capable of. I know I can do this If I work hard. I am determined.
» Posted By Felicia On 04.07.2011 @ 6:29 pm
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technology constantly provides a connection to everyone around us. even though miles separate me and family, i know that if i pull the phone out of my pocket there is an instant connection, like a thread that ties us together at the push of a button.
» Posted By felicia On 04.06.2011 @ 11:29 am