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When she dances, her hair flies out around her. You can’t tell what colour it is. It’s brown and gold, it’s blonde and copper. It’s beautiful. You’ve pined after her since you were children, since she is perfection. But you’re not her type. She’s more into guys.
» Posted By Larissa On 02.16.2018 @ 3:12 pm
Gardening is a great way to get more in touch with nature. I like the scene in Fablehaven where the maid lady whatever is gardening in the rain. The gardens in Fablehaven are my favorite ones to bring to mind when the time calls for it.
» Posted By Larissa On 04.09.2015 @ 11:17 am
It is very importante for our health
i think that people don’t use it, could have so many problems with your health
» Posted By Larissa On 02.20.2015 @ 2:35 am
He doesn’t have an agenda, exactly. He has intentions. He has an idea of something that could come from their interactions. He likes to think they could be more, but it’s not like he is actively planning something.
» Posted By Larissa On 01.30.2015 @ 11:12 am
As the glorious ship was sinking, the captain held to the wheel tightly. This was his baby, and if the ship was going down, he would gracefully follow.
» Posted By Larissa On 08.28.2014 @ 9:51 am
As he held the pint of beer at the local bar, his eyes lit up and gave a sigh of relief. Friday, finally Friday. The grueling week has finally come to a close. Bottoms up.
» Posted By Larissa On 08.18.2014 @ 9:12 am
And her cold hands shook as she was smoking her cigarette. Her gaze fixed upon the dim light coming from the horizon. She was surprised that it was already sunrise, but she didn’t plan on going to sleep. The peace of the empty streets is what she yearned for at that time.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.31.2014 @ 4:09 am
The whole room appeared blurry. Her hazy eyes focused on a scene of empty champagne bottles, confetti, and partiers passed out on couches.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.24.2014 @ 10:34 am
As the little girl combed through the grass below her, she became distraught. Where is this prized clover that she sought? Only the one with four leaves will do. Her white dress billowed in the fresh Dublin breeze and the hunt continued.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.22.2014 @ 4:38 am
As the campers huddled together for warmth, the unrelenting storm raged outside the seemingly flimsy tent. Who know that an innocent, fun getaway would turn into a trip for survival.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.20.2014 @ 5:55 pm
Her hair was black like a raven, covering her face in the dry, dusty desert wind. No cars or life present, just her in her white crochet dress with an old leather suitcase and her long raven hair.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.15.2013 @ 9:49 am
Collection of clothes in my closet. Each piece means something different. Sheer black top with a black bra means sexy. Pair it with leather shorts and to die for wedges, both making my ass look spectacular. Each different but part of my collection. Part of my image and me.
» Posted By Larissa On 07.06.2013 @ 3:51 pm
the man was sentenced to jail because he killed his wife. if hi wife hadnt have been a dirty nasty cheater married to a man with anger issues non if this would have happened but because of her hes sentenced to life in jail without parole. those poor children. wheres grandma wheres grandpa?
» Posted By Larissa On 02.28.2013 @ 10:19 pm
I have a lot of experience.
Have you?In what?
In lots of things
» Posted By Larissa On 01.05.2013 @ 7:33 pm
Do you want some chocolate?
I don’t like it
How can you not like chocolate?are you crazy or something?
Nope,I just don’t like it.
» Posted By Larissa On 01.05.2013 @ 7:31 pm
Now is where im stuck. Somewhere swimming between the past and the future. Stuck in the neverending uncertainties of life. I dont know where Ill end up, but now, now is the time to live. To laugh. To love.
» Posted By Larissa On 12.27.2012 @ 12:23 am
It’s cold outside. Sitting on the roof wasn’t my idea, but once I heard it I couldn’t avoid it. It seemed so obvious a thing to do. A bat flies by, nearly grazing my head. I hardly ever see bats.
» Posted By Larissa On 12.06.2012 @ 9:19 pm
I’m late for school.
» Posted By Larissa On 11.23.2012 @ 10:10 am
Miracle is a funny word. Some associate good with this. I associate hurt. I’ve seen miracles in my time. Many. But the one thing I think about is the miracle that should have happened and never did. She was a little girl who by all means we believed to be a miracle child. So when she got sick, it threw us for a loop. She was suppose to live.
» Posted By Larissa On 09.03.2012 @ 8:30 pm
The summer was hot and the children wandered down to the banks of their river. It was a plain river, nothing special about it. Nevertheless this is where the community chose to gather on warm days. Splashing and screaming could be heard before the water was even in sight. Kids scampered over the river bank and towards the water as the laughter of their friends beckoned them.
» Posted By Larissa On 08.14.2012 @ 9:17 am
takes pictures capurtees memories sony figi kodak develope print love share hang helps take my breath away
» Posted By larissa On 08.02.2012 @ 8:35 pm
Bomb, my life is a bomb. Tick. Tick. Ticking away, my fuse is short. Nonexistent. Waiting to erupt at any minu
» Posted By Larissa On 07.23.2012 @ 6:54 pm
Rubbish. Mind. Clean. Dirty. Men. Women. Darkness. Void. Shell. Lonely. Secluded. Absence. Heartbreak.
» Posted By Larissa On 06.05.2012 @ 4:14 am
I don’t believe in anything except what I can tough, what I can see, what I can feel. But I suppose that isn’t important, belief is something people have because it helps to believe in something when you feel down, I know that many people would give up on things if they didn’t believe they could accomplish it.
» Posted By Larissa On 03.12.2012 @ 9:08 pm
ok so this is a demosntration of what i was supposed to do here and i’m kinda desperate cuz idk what to write and oh god this is kind of like what they call it, like thought diarrhea or something ahhaah when you just write whatever comes to your mind. ok now whats on my mind is where will this text be once i finish it?? oh crap
» Posted By Larissa On 03.08.2012 @ 8:22 am
I have no idea what this means. I think it’s like a bread roll. I love them.. melted with butter and they smell oh so good. I hope I’m right. Maybe one of those moon types.. crescent moon? hmmm I wonder. I’m craving one of those breads..
» Posted By Larissa On 02.27.2012 @ 6:42 pm
money bank lunch
» Posted By larissa On 09.15.2011 @ 5:45 am
The place where pretty people live. These people dress really well and have fancy cars and stylish shoes. I want to live like these people that live on the avenue. These are the people that drive by in black cars. They go to upscale parties with all their wealthy friends. They end up on page 6.
» Posted By Larissa On 08.31.2011 @ 7:23 pm
i miss my friends and california trips and kate. I missed a lot of tings i wish I could have gone to. I missed times and events and experiences that would have changed me. I missed being a different me and all the things that would mean that I don’t know because I didn’t change that way.
» Posted By Larissa On 08.19.2011 @ 6:06 pm
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red brick. doole house. pepaw. building bricks. clay with mud and dirt. it takes concrete to make them stay put. i like brick red colors in clothes. i think that bricks are somewhat heavy. i think that they can scratch you pretty easily. I find that some of them have holes and some don’t. the ones that have
» Posted By Larissa On 08.08.2011 @ 4:03 pm