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The sun was so much brighter on this day rather than before. The humidity filled the air as we made our way to the beach, my hair blowing out the window as we approached our destination, I smiled at my friends as we pulled into the beach.
» Posted By Lillian On 03.31.2017 @ 3:02 pm
I will prove to my family that I am not a failure. That I can live and breathe and laugh and find my way. I am stronger than most think. I can find things that make me happy. I just need to prove everyone wrong. I can do this.
» Posted By Lillian On 02.21.2016 @ 10:28 pm
Excluding people is not very nice. That is what you have probably heard for a long time
» Posted By Lillian On 11.23.2015 @ 9:36 am
I have always wanted to go camping but I have never been able to go because my parents rather stay at home
» Posted By Lillian On 11.19.2015 @ 1:31 pm
Figures can be angles and also the way that you look at something. Figures are also used in math.
» Posted By Lillian On 11.18.2015 @ 11:39 am
A rocket uses very complex technology. Rockets go very fast. They can take you all over the solar system.
» Posted By Lillian On 11.17.2015 @ 1:59 pm
Trying to keep something from happening. I stall constantly. I’m stalling right now. You cannot stall forever. You must keep on moving. People will do what they want regardless.
» Posted By Lillian On 06.05.2014 @ 9:15 am
steady as she goes. she rides the moon like an arrow through the silent night. her silver hair flys in the air behind her. she wants to find her home, her new home. a place to grow and learn. there down below, that river side town looks perfect. it has few lights and a calming allure.
» Posted By lillian On 06.30.2013 @ 12:44 pm
The follower lost his way. The master lost his lamb. Lost his lamb in the sacrement of blood. The one ritual that was to be the end of both their suffering. The follower had failed his master, had failed and would be punished for eternity and there was nothing he could do to redeem himself this time.
» Posted By Lillian On 03.04.2013 @ 7:01 pm
They applied the new information, in an effort to save her from the imminent disaster. Though again and again they tried, and though she reached out to them, desperately clinging to what little hope she had, she could not help but remember a better time when bliss was guaranteed and such hardships were nonexistent.
» Posted By Lillian On 01.21.2013 @ 5:23 am
there was a time when she could apply her knowledge in such a way that it would be beneficial to all. but as time passed by, her knowledge dwindled, instead of growing, diminished, instead of developed, and altogether faded. she lost her knowledge, and could not apply it because of her self-doubts.
» Posted By Lillian On 01.21.2013 @ 5:18 am
Im late, I’m late for a very important date. No time to say hello, goodbye; I’m late, I’m late, I’m late! Being late is something we’ve all been through. I hate being late. Being late is terrible. Lateness is failure.
» Posted By Lillian On 11.22.2012 @ 6:00 pm
I want to not have anxiety over problems that are easily solvable. I want to go one day without worrying. I want a day of piece and solitude. I want to be Emily Dickenson
» Posted By Lillian On 08.14.2012 @ 11:55 am
Pits as in arm pits are hairy, musty and often slimy. There are also gravel pits that reek havoc. Dipping’ pit as in Jason pits….dip and pits and dippin dippin pits.
» Posted By Lillian On 06.19.2012 @ 8:42 pm
a sliver of hope. it’s tragically beautiful, isn’t it, that sliver of hope shining through the despair and the grime and the stupidity of this world? and that sliver is all we have left.
» Posted By lillian On 04.28.2012 @ 8:31 pm
There’s a pattern here. I make great friends, they become something more, we break up, my heart is broken and I’m left wondering what happened. “We were so close,” I think, bewildered. Suddenly we are avoiding each other’s eyes. It is a pattern. What is wrong with me? Why does this keep happening?
» Posted By lillian On 03.15.2012 @ 10:59 pm
i don’t know what to write for this word. only sadness and happiness, the conflicting feelings, can i think of today. i don’t know why such a mix of emotions-i don’t know HOW such a mix of emotions-exist together. yet they do. it is breakfast and lunch existing together somehow. sappy (sad-happy)
» Posted By lillian On 03.08.2012 @ 3:03 pm
floating in the sky so high. Make a wish and let it go and rise until it’s a tiny speck of a star. A brilliant star from your mind that lives to great heights and flies across the city.
» Posted By Lillian On 03.02.2012 @ 12:45 am
Driving every whim, lost to a need not my own. I need it but I don’t want it. My medical addiction. Made from illness but kept to suppress.
» Posted By Lillian On 02.23.2012 @ 8:46 am
Being born is easy. Being born is simple. Everyone does it. But in certain families with certain names it’s better not to have been born at all.
» Posted By Lillian On 02.20.2012 @ 6:16 pm
i seek for shelter in your arms. it isn’t a good moment to find out that you are a coward. you need shelter yourself. you can’t stand to help someone else in need. you feel that your own need is more important. the person who sheltered you every single time…is about to shelter you again. because that is what a good friend does. i sacrifice everything, and you sacrifice your pride.
» Posted By lillian On 02.18.2012 @ 7:36 pm
it’s a long, empty track, and i am staring at it. is there no end to it? that’s what it seems like. i don’t see the point.
but then i see her. a long way off, but still reachable. she waves, her smile friendly. i wave back, wondering if i am dreaming. because this track seemed to be so empty. but now there seems to be someone here.
» Posted By lillian On 02.17.2012 @ 12:52 pm
a festival, all for someone who i knew nothing about. stuck in the middle of happiness i knew nothing of. and i was trapped. alone, even as the crowd pressed in on me. isolated. i hate the feeling of being a part, yet so separated. it is as though they are celebrating my downfall. i cannot take it anymore. i leave. i don’t look back. i run back home, away from memories of this terrible festival.
» Posted By lillian On 02.11.2012 @ 5:16 pm
a butterfly lands on a tree, its wings fluttering softly in the wind.
butterflies represent change. i wish i could do that, go from an ugly caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly. if only i could hibernate a while and suddenly come out a totally different person.
» Posted By lillian On 02.08.2012 @ 7:14 pm
epic. the epic moment when you see that maybe life won’t be so bad after all. the sun still shines, the birds still sing, even as the snow on the ground remains in glittery splendor. it is epic in its simplicity. i love you, world. perhaps this epic feeling will fade tomorrow, but for this moment, i feel almost…happy.
» Posted By lillian On 02.02.2012 @ 6:32 pm
“may the odds be ever in your favor!” a line from the hunger games. what a joke. it’s a joke in the book, and it’s a joke in my life. the odds are never in my favor. if the odds were in my favor, everyone I love would be with me right now.
» Posted By lillian On 01.29.2012 @ 8:20 pm
a collar around my neck, restraining me. this is interesting. i thought i could be free, i thought i could be wild, i thought i could run. instead i have a collar wrapped around a neck. lead me with a leash, and i must follow. there is no choice. you are the collar, i’m the dog. but one day, i will break free from your restraints. and then i shall truly be free.
» Posted By lillian On 01.26.2012 @ 5:36 pm
putting fences around my heart, like it will guard me. but my fences are easily opened. my defenses are few. those fences, can they even count as something that will defend me? for my heart is already broken inside these fences. why am i protecting what is already broken? because i am afraid it will be further broken until there is no way to put the pieces together again?
» Posted By lillian On 01.22.2012 @ 1:04 pm
it’s scarce, isn’t it? happiness. a drifting sort of feeling. if you are lucky enough to catch it, it is soon gone. scarce. there can be a scarce amount of food. however, that can be remedied if someone cares enough. but happiness is something you must supply for yourself.
» Posted By lillian On 01.21.2012 @ 9:51 pm
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liberty. sometimes it’s not a good thing. i wish i didn’t have the liberty to think. take my thoughts, take everything away from me. if life is more miserable, maybe i won’t think about it. or maybe i will finally get the chance to fight for something better. can’t fight until people see that there is no liberty. right now, liberty is rampant.
» Posted By lillian On 01.19.2012 @ 5:29 pm