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I gather all of the flowers one day. There isn’t a lot. the garden has had a bit of trouble in the production department but that doesn’t matter. I needed all of them. Every year I promised to bring the flowers to the gravesites. They need this cheer in their afterlife. Or maybe just in mine. I really just wanted to make myself feel better as I am now alone in this big world. One life of immortality is not worth it if you have to see all of the others wither and die. I hated that feeling. The feeling of being alone. For the rest of my life. But I couldn’t go through death again either.

» Posted By Kristy On 09.28.2018 @ 10:24 pm


It’s all he could smell when he entered the room. There used to be something else there before, and when he thinks back to the time he first visited the place in his junior year of high school, he remembers. He remembers the smell of burning wood, and then he can practically hear the fire crackling, see the blood on his knuckles. What a shame.

» Posted By Kristy On 12.29.2017 @ 10:03 am


You in the moments of life that you want to remember . Being present and recorded.

» Posted By Kristy On 12.29.2016 @ 7:43 am


love this, i need to journal for my recovery but its always hard for me to get started

» Posted By Kristy On 01.21.2016 @ 7:33 pm

Sometimes I wish I had some kind of special portal so I could go back in time and change the choices I have made. Part of me wishes I could go back and treat Jason better, but I know that is just the codependency inside of me talking. I need not regret my past, but use it to make me a stronger person. Today I found out I have hep c. Now, more than ever, I need to stay sober and really start implenting the 12 steps into my daily living and turn my will, and life over to God!!! Amanad Vied went to the AA meeting with me tonight, and in the middle of it looked at me with tears in her eyes and said I think I have a problem. Im sure she was wishing she had that magical portal to go back in time and change the choices she has made.

» Posted By Kristy On 01.21.2016 @ 7:32 pm


He ripped the page out of the notebook. This wasn’t any good, he grumbled to himself crumpling the paper and tossing it into the trash. He wasn’t sure what to do, his plan had been revised so many times and yet he couldn’t figure out that dratted plot hole.

» Posted By kristy On 10.20.2015 @ 9:11 pm


easy going
going easy
ease of going
go to ease

» Posted By Kristy On 10.11.2013 @ 5:42 am


She sits staring at the white empty page,
Words flow from her mind to the pen between two fingers,
Bleeding blotchy shades of blues and blacks.
One by one, words form sentences.
She can feel her breath loosening, her hands unclenching, her mind unwinding.
Writing keeps her sane, makes her feel as though she’s in control.
They always say, some things are better left unsaid,
But in her eyes, nothing should be left unwritten.

» Posted By Kristy On 07.21.2013 @ 4:59 pm


He picked up the brick and threw it at his head. The boy shrieked and ducked, feeling the hard material scrape his bare shoulder. He winced at the pain, vaguely noticing the man getting closer to him, another brick in hand.

» Posted By Kristy On 03.22.2013 @ 8:25 pm


This word has a funny spelling. I know that my students talk about it in science and that it has to do with the type of land that is used. Other then that I do not know. Land could be rocky, hilly, flat, etc. This is all that I know about this topic.skdjfksldjfksldjfklsdjfkl

» Posted By Kristy On 03.10.2013 @ 8:26 am


visitors are here for a short time
visitors dont stay
no one stays
visitors are welcome
not always
no one is always welcome

» Posted By kristy On 01.28.2013 @ 12:41 pm


since i was little i thought being grown up meant i would never cry or throw up again. I was wrong, it is a curse that lasts a lifetime. I have cried too much the first half of my life, I will not cry over the same crap during the second half. Why do things happen the way they do? Why am I so naive?

» Posted By Kristy On 10.13.2012 @ 11:43 pm


the great affairs were so weird?
How well is every romantic affair that people have we dont know?
how does the romantic affair go?
what affair do you have?

» Posted By kristy On 09.25.2012 @ 11:54 am


Before, everything was clear. Before, the path was laid out before me as brightly as a river in the moonlight. Before, there was no point of comparison, no reason to question my choices. Before, I was unaware. Before. But now is after. After.

» Posted By Kristy On 09.24.2012 @ 7:49 pm


Despite his good looks, his charm, and his connection to Mitch, Natalie just couldn’t bring herself to love Albright. She had tried, even incorporated Julie and Mr. Monk, but to no avail. She knew why. She knew it was because her heart already belonged to someone, someone who could measure up to Mitch Teeger, like no other man had been able to do. Her boss. Mr. Monk. Adrian Monk. Despite his idiosyncrasies she loved him, and had for a long time.

» Posted By kristy On 09.18.2012 @ 2:14 pm


Keys jangle in the lock, then, a click.
My wife flounces into the living room, all tits and diamonds and flamboyant silk. The front door slams, and an infernal wail starts up from the baby’s cot.

Then, a high-pitched chirrup.
“My darlings!”

For a second, I allow myself the delusion that her exclamation is directed toward me.

“My dear, dear little darlings!”
Ignoring the baby’s cries, she scoops up the two wriggling, yapping bundles of fur at her feet and continues her senseless prattle.
“Did you miss your mommy, mmm? Oh you did! Oh, you are such good little boys!”
She kisses the wet, sloppy tongues of her Chihuahuas.

I pick my drink up, and trudge over to the bawling child.
I didn’t sign up for this. I never wanted to be nothing more than a wallet and a babysitter.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.31.2012 @ 12:30 am


I don’t get it. I don’t get the idea of a book, selling you things and telling you what to do with your life.
Everyone else seems to be fine with that, though. Damn sheep-people. Buy this, do that, dress like this, wear this on a certain month but not the next. Yes sir, of course sir, you’re absolutely right.
What a fool I was to think I could live without what you tell me I can’t.
Come on.

I want a life without rules. I don’t need that kind of restriction. I do what I want. Everyone else telling me what to think can go to hell.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.28.2012 @ 11:01 pm


I like to think about concepts, but often none will come. When you try too hard your mind just empties and the clouds roll in to fog your thoughts. When you really find a good concept it is not by choice, merely a flicker of thoughts that comes into full bloom unwarranted.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.13.2012 @ 2:00 am


The losses that incurred during the beginning of the year really hurt our business. We didn’t know if we were going to be able to make it through the rest of the year. With the impact the scandal had on us, we lost almost a million dollars. There was no way we could bounce back from such a hit.

» Posted By Kristy On 07.30.2012 @ 11:25 pm


I stared at the earrings he placed in my palm. “This are gorgeous, Paul, but I can’t take them.” Slowly, I folded them back into his hand.
He bore a look of confusion “What? Why not?”
“Because… I’ve been cheating on you… With your brother.”
Paul looked shocked for a moment before the anger set in.

» Posted By Kristy On 04.17.2012 @ 7:55 pm


So intimidating! I so prefer the Sicilian style- you just gather all your family and friends, and throw together whatever is fresh, in season, at the market. More mouths to feed? Bulk it out with another scoop of pasta, some more lentils, another vegetable dish. No one ever goes hungry. Low stress, high satisfaction.

» Posted By Kristy On 03.10.2012 @ 7:12 pm


I need more of this in my life. It signifies effort- not taking the easy road, but striving and reaching and yearning. It is the transferring of desire to reality. It is a realisation. The more I sweat, the more I am respecting myself, by believing that I. Am. Worth. More. Than. This.

» Posted By Kristy On 03.03.2012 @ 4:13 pm


look smile swish swirl grin drop blush gasp breathe glow sparkle remember be wish reach

» Posted By Kristy On 02.15.2012 @ 10:55 pm


suppose i say to you that this is right or this is wrong. i’m not sure but suppose is so subjective. it says something like well i think this or that but it’s not saying the actual thing. it’s getting away from what you’re really saying and trying to compose something that will help you understand or agree with. i’m not sure what i’m writing about but suppose i’m saying to you that this whole thing makes sense. get it? it’s a steal away from reality. what a tease. suppose is a word that will always remind you that imagination will skew your reality.

» Posted By Kristy On 10.03.2011 @ 5:13 pm


Convinced, Definition: Truly sure of many things. Use: “Alright, you’ve convinced me.”
Like in the way I’m convinced I was lied to when they said the sky is blue, or the way I’m convinced that my new kitten understands everything I’m saying, or the way I’m convinced that I love the gentle changing of the seasons or the way that I’m convinced that I love soft breezes, dawn to dusk, and you. Convinced, Definition: Me. Use: “I love you.”

» Posted By kristy On 09.23.2011 @ 7:45 pm


I walked down the avenue, searching. For what? I hadn’t yet figured that out. All I knew is that whatever I was looking for was somewhere on this street, I need only look hard enough. I didn’t know how long I had to look, or where, or even when, but I would walk up and down the sidewalk a hundred times a day if necessary. This avenue held all the answers I needed. If only I knew the questions.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.31.2011 @ 12:20 pm


I offered my hand out to him, the kind gesture masking all my hate and distrust in the world, and with a twinkling eye, and knowing smile he took my hand, and ever we walked alone, he trusting, I not.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.30.2011 @ 3:43 pm

I tried to offer her a ride, but she was too stubborn to admit that she had no way else to get where she needed to be, that I was her only option, and that I wouldn’t for a second even think of leaving her alone in this state.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.30.2011 @ 12:00 pm


The rain poured down harder, the wind got stronger, and as Timothy stepped outside, his umbrella thrashed around, swerving and turning inside out, failing to properly serve it’s purpose of keeping him dry.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.24.2011 @ 11:37 am


i just wrote about this.. so i think it’ll be a little easier the second time around.. i think that people need punishment in their pives.. to seperate you from the things your aloud to to and the things your not… you should not “not” do seomthign cause you fear the consequence of being punished. but it should help open your eyes to the boundries of life and i think how you are punished as a kid has a strong influence on how you think of punishment once you get older.

» Posted By Kristy On 08.14.2011 @ 7:40 pm

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