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The ice cream dripped from the cone, slowly, toward her wrist. She wanted to lick it, to catch every beautiful bite before it was lost to the 90-degree weather. But as she walked to the car and took the first lick, the scoop fell off the cone. Plop! And smashed into a mess on the sidewalk.

» Posted By Ilene On 05.29.2018 @ 2:12 pm


i have no idea what to write about.. i don’t even know what this word means xD sooo…. hi! haha

» Posted By Ilene On 05.24.2013 @ 11:43 am


Studying is so boring. I hate to study because I am too lazy to study. I like studying sometimes because i will get good grades on tests and quizzes. Studying can be bad because it is a waste of time unless you have a C in a class.

» Posted By Ilene On 11.22.2011 @ 2:11 pm


must be mutual for it all to work

» Posted By Ilene On 01.09.2011 @ 5:14 pm


You had it. Now it’s time to reach for new highs.

» Posted By Ilene On 01.03.2011 @ 7:05 pm


I wasn’t sure he noticed everything I wanted him to notice. Sometimes it seemed as if he didn’t notice anything at all. As if he was oblivious. Couldn’t see anything. Could only wonder when we would be having sex again. Could think of absolutely nothing else. I wanted him to notice everything, like I did. To notice all the details, all the connections, all the patterns.

» Posted By Ilene On 01.02.2011 @ 3:31 pm


Don’t send me any more texts. I feel tarnished by what you said, you can’t take it back and you can’t wipe off how I feel. It’s like a bad taste in the mouth, a metallic film. Icky and uncomfortable. Unpleasant.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.28.2010 @ 4:25 pm


Oh, boy, was I ever lucky to find him. Only I had no idea what I was looking for, as it turned out. I never would have anticipated this. Not in my wildest dreams, and I have some wild dreams. Still, I consider myself lucky to have this person in my life.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.27.2010 @ 7:21 pm


Is it true or is it a myth? Or is it the mything piece, perhaps. Or a shadow in the mytht. Or the old friend I mythed.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.26.2010 @ 6:40 pm


At the altar of peace, no one is praying. The methods are unknown. The people don’t remember how. Everything is in limbo. Something is missing.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.24.2010 @ 6:08 pm


Nick Cannon came to the University of Rhode Island a week or so ago for a comedy show. He was pretty funny, but not as much as I though he was going to be, especially since he is such a big star. I just found out his wife Mariah Carrey is having twins…I don’t like her.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.19.2010 @ 6:17 pm

Large and in charge, like a cannon ready to fire. That’s how she led her life. Not in the physical sense, but in the essential way of her being.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.19.2010 @ 1:57 pm


Feathers, everywhere. When the hot pink boa fell apart, the feathers flew. What a mess. Julia couldn’t believe what Mark had done, and she couldn’t bear to bend down and pick up a single one, she just left them lying there, a bright and colorful reminder of a sad, sad moment.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.17.2010 @ 5:14 pm


s and stones can break my bones, but names will never hurt me, she said, knowing it was a cliche, but she couldn’t help herself, it was the first thing that came to mind when he said that insulting thing. She didn’t even want to repeat it, it was so horrible, and she had to do something to deflect it somehow, and a cliche was all she had.

» Posted By Ilene On 12.16.2010 @ 6:47 pm


I used to want a stereo so bad when I was a little girl. THen finally, for christmas I got one in my middle school years. I remember blasting no doubt on it and singing along to songs so loud in my room and pretend I was on stage. I also was into musical theatre then, and would listen to broadway and act it out.

» Posted By Ilene On 09.03.2009 @ 8:15 pm


is from trees you can make furniture with it it is nice for patios you can also grow it in your house as a small tree it is fairly easy to matian

» Posted By ilene On 01.12.2010 @ 12:34 pm

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