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Artwork is beautiful. Artwork means something different to everyone. Art is expressing feelings, thoughts and dreams on canvas.
Artwork is expensive! Why pay high prices for someone else’s dreams?
» Posted By Holli On 05.22.2014 @ 11:50 pm
The word frenzy is an interesting word that I don’t use enough. Mainly, I don’t have the opportunity to use it all that often. How often does one come across a situation in daily life where frenzy is the approperiate word to use? Maybe a feeding frenzy at a buffet would work.
» Posted By Holli On 06.23.2013 @ 10:07 am
I want to see how far you’l throw me away. Throw me far and fast. Don’t look back.
» Posted By Holli On 05.20.2013 @ 9:36 pm
the young one,
And when the time comes,
for everyone to move on.
Are you sure the lamb will become the lion?
Or will it move on too, scared to become independent
» Posted By Holli On 03.05.2013 @ 2:05 am
pep rally, students and faculty gathered. cheerleaders. facepaint. jocks. sweaty. some kind of corny joke. games that are embarrassing but you want to be picked to play anyway. school spirit. impending rivalry game. Our team may be really awful but we support them right now, for this hour and a half. Loud music, big crowds. ra ra ra.
» Posted By Holli On 09.13.2011 @ 4:26 pm
He was laying near me in the king sized bed. His was snoring softly. I couldn’t see his vivid blue eyes. So beautiful. I was just watching him sleep so peacefully. A small smiled grew on his face and I wondered what he was dreaming about. He said my name softly then turned towards me hugging me close to him. It always felt so good to be near him.
Once we were separated by the whole continent of the US, now we were so close. I snuggled up on his chest more. I sighed contently and listened to his heart beat and felt the rise and fall of his chest. My life was complete in his arms. I traced the side of his face with my fingers. His head moved towards the contact. I lifted my head to give him and kiss…
“Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!” My 5 year old daughter had waken me up from another dream with my lost love. “Come on mommy, I wanna go to work with you!”
“Ok, Lei-Lie! Calm down! Go brush your hair and teeth and get dressed.” She smiled at me brightly. Her vivid blue eyes lit up with so much excitement. Her long auburn curls bounced as she skipped out of my room.
» Posted By Holli On 08.13.2011 @ 9:44 pm
Her hair was shining in the sun and her skin was glowing. She radiated life and he thought he was looking at an angel. She was no angel but her sweet smile captivated him in such a way that he could hardly breath.
What was her name? he wondered.
» Posted By Holli On 05.13.2011 @ 7:03 am
I like to watch trailers for movies. They basically tell you what your in for before you even sit down to watch it. I can always tell by the trailer wether or not it’s a movie that I would see. I like to google trailers sometimes when im bored at work.
» Posted By holli On 04.27.2011 @ 3:38 pm
love. ideas. escape. favorites. classics.
there’s nothing more real, tangible, yet still so imaginary.
i can’t believe i don’t have one. i need more books.
reading is my action. it has defined me, developed me, created me. i owe myself to the bookshelf.
» Posted By holli On 04.11.2011 @ 10:58 pm
its been weeks since he has died but I still feel so much pain and emptiness. Sometimes I cry at the most random times; then I feel dumb because someone may have seen me. This is what is so hard for me right now.
» Posted By Holli On 10.25.2010 @ 9:13 am
all of the sudden.
he grabbed my hand.
and kissed me.
and suddenly, we were alone.
and nothing else mattered.
» Posted By Holli On 07.24.2010 @ 8:21 am
all of the sudden
i grabbed his hand
he kissed me
it was quiet
and nothing else mattered.
nothing meant more.
» Posted By Holli On 07.24.2010 @ 8:19 am
I have never even seen a firefly. I wonder if I ever will. What do they look like when they’re glowing? What do they look like when they aren’t? What is that song talking about…? Hmmm.
» Posted By Holli On 04.30.2010 @ 10:39 pm
blooming. New life. The beginning to an end. The delicate frame of coming out, to blossom. A interchanging time in life where one grows.
» Posted By Holli On 09.10.2009 @ 11:53 am
My dad is very good at labor. He works hard and he’s strong, so when a job calls for heavy labor, or heavy lifting, my dad’s the one to call. He will work all day long and not give up. He’s great at hard labor.
» Posted By holli On 03.11.2010 @ 12:44 pm
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I ate the blueberry muffin that mom and I baked. It was delicious and warm and filled my tummy. Then I wanted a glass of milk to drink, nice cold milk.
» Posted By Holli On 02.27.2010 @ 10:39 pm