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in need of your presence
lack of your company
» Posted By jessica On 11.13.2018 @ 12:46 pm
if you look at everything new as pure is it really life. Life has expierences, life has mistakes, life has choices….no one is perfect, so if purity really a thing? Is it even real? Or is the only pure thing we have
» Posted By Jessica On 10.12.2018 @ 8:46 am
The quilted bag hung on the chair.
» Posted By Jessica On 04.10.2018 @ 1:44 am
She had blue eyes, the color of sea foam. Her hair was a dark chocolate color, with little strands of gold running through it. She had a specific style, very easy breezy, with a sense of sass. She stood out.
» Posted By Jessica On 02.21.2018 @ 8:27 pm
a past tense word for dance.
a movement in which the body sways.
a movement in the body.
» Posted By jessica On 02.16.2018 @ 9:29 am
Being withheld from your deepest desires. Suppress your thoughts and your feelings. Are there barricades that prevent you from being what you can be? Is there more that you can make yourself into? There is just so much potential if only you shrug the chains that you place upon yourself. That’s what life is about after all. Don’t withhold yourself.
» Posted By Jessica On 10.30.2017 @ 1:28 am
Lobbyists. people who just say in the obby wondering and podering about life and things that need to be done. Lobbyists . They are thw iners of life. Always take time to think and breathe and be clear. Not to worry or stress.
» Posted By jessica On 10.13.2017 @ 10:35 am
A bunch of fields and you are here . I can’t tell how much I have wnated to see you. Finally here with me. Just you and me. Our relationship will grow like the wheat around us. And the stars. OHh the star. They will shine.
» Posted By jessica On 09.23.2017 @ 11:09 am
Strange word is windy. It is used to describe the presence of wind but also to descibe when everything is messed up. It hints that nature can change our lives and it has increible power. But what our when the winds changes and shows us something new?
» Posted By jessica On 09.09.2017 @ 3:57 am
to teach and assist in a possitive way. To guide someone through a new concept. To train and help develop a new method.
» Posted By Jessica On 08.26.2017 @ 10:35 am
The bird preched on the window seal, unaware of what was occuring between the few inches of glass seperating them. It was a bright, sunny day outside. Fluffy white clouds floated above heads
» Posted By Jessica On 06.23.2017 @ 9:23 am
A tangled mess.
A web of connections.
Some bearing fruit.
Like my life and connections.
Some long since past their prime.
All tangled and tied together.
No clear lines.
» Posted By Jessica On 04.21.2017 @ 11:15 am
They’re laughing. I know they’re laughing at me. Not with, no one ever does that. No one in this world seems to share my sense of humor. I’m floating above. And they’re still laughing. Will they ever stop? Will they ever laugh with me?
» Posted By Jessica On 04.16.2017 @ 8:17 pm
Glowing in the night. Fireflies, jack-o-lanterns. Wolves eyes on the hunt. Electric eel, a mother to be, oh how she glows
» Posted By Jessica On 04.13.2017 @ 7:57 pm
The buddha! I see him there! Smiling. Welcoming me. Laughing as his head leans slowly back, as if in time-lapse. May I enter the gates to meet him. May I enter myself to know him.
» Posted By Jessica On 03.10.2017 @ 6:04 am
Apples are disposable because they can breakdown. To dispose of something you are throwing it away. Something that is disposable means that it is intended to be thrown away after use.
» Posted By Jessica On 03.01.2017 @ 12:29 pm
there was a lot of banter about that girl across the way. people said she looked like a hippo and smelled of a skunk. but would you still say these things if you knew that she actually believed them?
» Posted By jessica On 02.23.2017 @ 3:17 pm
Break out, move on, new experiences await. Only then can you grow, can you gain skill, knowledge, insight. Break out of the norm, of what’s expected, be bold, be different, be you. Don’t be afraid, don’t let it stop you. Know that you will be okay.
» Posted By Jessica On 01.06.2017 @ 7:28 am
waiting for everytinhg. Life seems to be loading sometimes. sometimes I want my mind to load faster, get to an idea faster! what else could make it faster, or will I just continue buffering.
» Posted By Jessica On 11.21.2016 @ 12:43 pm
From which perspective should I take this? The jealous girl? The understanding one? The friend who sees it all and says nothing? There are a million different perspectives and each has a micro -shading of differnce but none of them is my own. How to explain what you think or what you like or what you want when you don’t even know who you are?
» Posted By Jessica On 09.23.2016 @ 12:27 pm
It think of The falut in our stars when the guy died and hazel was thinking either to read his eulogy or not. I also think of death and accepeation and moving forward fro it.
» Posted By Jessica On 09.17.2016 @ 11:01 am
“What do you keep in that cabinet?”
“It doesn’t matter. Let’s talk about something else.” Her voice was dismissive and abrupt.
“It does matter Meda. It matters a lot. Because if you keep what I think you keep there, you are going to give it to me before I leave. Or I will leave this house in flames.”
» Posted By Jessica On 09.15.2016 @ 2:12 am
I gave her a pointed look. “That,” I said sharply, “is a terrible idea.”
She sank back in her chair, her eyebrows turning down in the corners, until she looked like a kicked puppy. “Well, you don’t have to be so mean about it,” she muttered, sullen. “Not like anyone else here has a better idea anyway.”
“That is no excuse for lack of forethought.”
» Posted By Jessica On 09.05.2016 @ 5:43 pm
I’m caught in the middle. I am caught between my feelings and what I know. I am the one who told him we were not being realistic but here I sit thinking of him every night and wishing I was in his arms
» Posted By jessica On 08.30.2016 @ 7:22 pm
Her movements were graceful. fluid as she walked across the marble floor to him, all smiles and glowing with happiness to see him there. Her skirts rustled, and she held out her hands to him,which out of polite habit, he took. The smell of her perfume, jasmine, filled his nose and reminded him of dancing with her, where she had displayed that same grace as they has twirled and woven through the crowd together, oblivious of the world around them – so long ago.
» Posted By Jessica On 07.20.2016 @ 11:58 pm
The scent of pine filled the room. Christmastime. That’s what if reminded her of. He looked up at her, smiling, his teeth a brilliant white. She thought of kissing him under the mistletoe, and tried not to blush at the thought, and failed miserably. He caught the blush and his smile deepened.
» Posted By Jessica On 07.20.2016 @ 12:18 am
What would i do without my armor and my walls? They are the things which allow me to breath, to live, to carry on despite everything. There is no way to exist without them to hold me together when everything else is falling apart.
It’s that very armor that won’t let me have you.
» Posted By Jessica On 07.16.2016 @ 12:50 am
i dont have anything in my house except 3 tables. thats all i need to be happy. and i love them all.
» Posted By jessica On 06.29.2016 @ 10:58 am
i always went to the movies when i was young. i didnt go to see the actual movie. i wasnt that hip with the kids. i loved looking at screens and i still do. they tickle me right where my bathing suit goes. yeah i have a fetish. who cares……. okay you win i care……. send help
» Posted By jessica On 06.27.2016 @ 6:31 pm
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The building was burning around him, but he didn’t care. Let it. It wasn’t enough to melt the ice inside his chest. Nothing could. Let it crumble and go up in smoke. The flames seemed to dance around him, never quite touching his skin, the air growing hotter and redder with each passing second, growing closer and closer to reaching the point of flashback.
» Posted By Jessica On 06.23.2016 @ 11:44 pm