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Hold onto something

» Posted By Kay On 12.31.2018 @ 6:02 am


This is the first word you brought to me. A word with a lot of meanings- I am a Libra after all. A Libra with a chemical imbalance, which is ironic. How we’re supposed to be these harmonious, fair, beings of balance. But I have a mind that is working against itself. Harmony isn’t exactly what I always get, most of the time it’s quite the opposite.

» Posted By Kay On 09.22.2018 @ 12:32 am


Peep peep the automatic blender peep. mom call out and said can some one get that. I was going to go get but my sister was as swift as a deer .she beat me to.l told her “one day I will beat you to the blender “. She laughed. I told her “I will and victory will be mine”.

» Posted By Kay On 01.29.2018 @ 12:36 pm


The fortress stood tall amidst the chaos that was going on in front of it. Battle cries carried out far, and the sound of swords slashing was evident.

» Posted By Kay On 01.15.2017 @ 10:50 am

In the middle ages, a big fortress was built. Nowadays, it still stands. But it now serves for something else. Something dark: it’s a haunted house.

» Posted By Kay On 01.14.2017 @ 12:03 pm


Atlas.A Map. Also A Titan. The Titan cursed with forever holding the world on is shoulders. Never allowed to move, never given relief. For if he should fail, and let the earth touch the floor, the whole world is destroyed. This stems from Greek Mythology.

» Posted By Kay On 12.17.2016 @ 11:55 am


love, honey, hun, bed, room, life. happiness, my sweetheart is better than your, i love him, he’s like my sunshine, lame super lame, ewwww, sweet names, real love,

» Posted By kay On 12.11.2016 @ 7:02 am


It was hardening, a crusted over surface with no cracks and little wiggle room. Her heart rate escalated, this could not be happening- It wasn’t… But as her muscles found more and more restraint, she realized the reality of her fate.

The shell, smooth, without crack or defect on it’s outer surface, completely encompassed her. With one final breath, she stood still.

» Posted By Kay On 07.28.2016 @ 10:07 am


It wove it’s way up towards her heart,
like silk, so soft,
So delicate
It wove it’s way up towards her neck
the silk, so soft
So delicate

It twisted into a knot around her neck
like silk, so strong
so intricate
It twisted her up and she lay dead
like silk, so strong
so lifeless

» Posted By Kay On 07.07.2016 @ 1:30 pm


The deity,, I am not even sure I know what that word means. It means like a god or some spiritual almighty being that is all powerful. I think anything is more powerful than the human race. This world is full of demons ready to take your money at the push of a button. There are no genuine people just people out there willing to put you down just to build them selves up. My naysayers do not hide their distance of me without question. I ask if I am so beneath them why do they have to belittle me still?

» Posted By Kay On 06.22.2016 @ 1:39 pm


Knots knots knots
I was never good at tying them
Every twist and turn more confusing than the last
Good thing I never wanted to be a girl scout

» Posted By Kay On 05.15.2016 @ 6:24 pm


ugh. cleaning. i hate doing it but i know its important to o. My grandmas house has to be spotless or she’ll be crazy. i just try to o my part and help her out when she tell me to o something.

» Posted By Kay On 01.01.2016 @ 1:53 pm


what a harsh and lonely word. Exclude. Its as if your soul is being excluded from your body. Very frightening, yet much too real.

» Posted By kay On 11.22.2015 @ 4:39 pm


I think of a lion tamer. The circus. I went to the Ringling Brothers circus every year as a kid; it was a family tradition. That’s it.

» Posted By kay On 08.08.2015 @ 12:44 pm


Lyrique looked at her hands, confused. They were larger. Dark. Lancelin was equally confused.

Lyrique looked up, and looked into a mirror. “What the- !” she said, then stopped, stunned. Her voice came out deep, smooth; just like the voice of the boy who should have been standing in front of her, where her doppelgänger stood.

» Posted By Kay On 05.04.2015 @ 6:40 am


“Don’t you dare!” she screamed as he hurtled out the backdoor, skateboard in hand. “Christopher Micheal Johannson, you get back here this instant!”
He heard her, but he didn’t pause. Instead, he picked a path

» Posted By Kay On 12.23.2014 @ 3:36 pm


slowly she began to transform in front of their eyes
as she
let her face cloud over into an abyss of darkness
as she
lifted the blade onto herself and pushed forcefully
as they
screamed as her body fell lifelessly

» Posted By Kay On 11.15.2014 @ 10:09 pm


swatches are fun swatches are dumb I don’t know what a swatch is so what can I really say? I think it is a watch but what makes it a swatch I guess I wont know unless I google it which I doubt I will

» Posted By kay On 06.20.2014 @ 1:09 am


the billiards place where tom cruise was in that movie is by my house. somehow I see that as a sign to go forth with my vision, my vocation.

» Posted By kay On 06.18.2014 @ 2:11 am


the fear instilled itself into her heart
split second decision, and the realization-
“I’m going to die”
She closed her eyes

» Posted By Kay On 06.12.2014 @ 11:36 am


The quiet tapping of her heels caught my attention. My eyes found their way and followed her as she made her way toward me, her hips swinging with every step. The fellas around me turned their heads as she walked on by, sending death glares my way once they realized her attention was on me. Soon she was in front of me. The tight fabric of her button down shirt was tucked into her pencil skirt and raised a little as she leaned over and placed her hands on my desk.

» Posted By Kay On 05.28.2014 @ 12:11 pm


tears stung at her eyes as she glared up at him, and their gazes met. She wanted to burst into tears right then and there as she felt her feelings tremor inside her, but no. no she could not do that without expecting his ridicule. Bitter words came out from her mouth, stinging in nature but he appeared unfazed. He spat back at her,
“you aren’t worth this”
she felt as though she’d been slapped in the face.

» Posted By Kay On 05.05.2014 @ 3:54 pm


im on a mission for some serious commission
a way to make it by
a take on foolish memory
takes one to make it by

» Posted By kay On 04.16.2014 @ 10:48 pm


I collapse. not with a physical motion. but in a part of my body. my brain. I have been falling for some time yet the bottom has finally been reached.

» Posted By kay On 04.11.2014 @ 12:39 am


My grandfather has always been an interesting person with interesting ideals. One day I asked him why he was so “cool.” He replied back by saying, “I’m not “cool”…. I just do stuff that makes me happy in life.” I love my grandfather.

» Posted By Kay On 03.06.2014 @ 5:44 pm


we stared at the screen, static ringing through our ears and the picture quality low, but we still watched. perhaps it was the late night drowsiness that kept our interest in the television, or perhaps it was the fact that we were doing this, together. alone in the dark with nothing but a screen and each other as we experienced the same flashing images, the same story. it drew us closer in ways we didn’t realize

» Posted By Kay On 11.21.2013 @ 7:30 pm


I helped her
I defended her honor and this
this is how she repays me after
after all the love and support
I just don’t understand because
No one else helped you
Just me
So why stab me in the back after I defended you
to my friends
and family?
and to myself

» Posted By Kay On 11.20.2013 @ 10:22 pm

Nothing. No one has ever done this to me before, ever. No one has ever cared enough to speak up for me, for the girl who never has a voice. I try to speak for others, I try to be caring and to give them love. I never gossip so why won’t the same courtesy be offered me? Who knows, who cares. I don’t get that type of reaction from people. Those who put me down get to do it over and over again, and I’m too “nice” to say anything about it. Why won’t anyone help me?! Why do they let other’s words cut into me. WHY don’t I get help? HELP ME

» Posted By Kay On 11.20.2013 @ 10:17 pm


He stamped the inside of my wrist with a symbol so that I could gain entry to the club. Little did I know, it would never wash off. It would remain a constant reminder of that night.

» Posted By Kay On 10.14.2013 @ 12:36 pm


My husband Brian is an easygoing individual. He does not really let things bother him too much. He is an inspiration to me. I wish that I could be easygoing and carefree like him sometimes.

» Posted By Kay On 10.10.2013 @ 5:45 pm

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