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She was a beautiful waitress, with a beaming smile. She could easily hide the fire inside.
» Posted By Lizzy On 09.29.2017 @ 3:16 pm
» Posted By lizzy On 08.09.2017 @ 11:45 am
my heart beats fast, hard and loud. it sounds like a large drum, boom, boom, boom. the sound is almost amplified in a way, i feel like everyone can hear it. and guess what? it’s all because of you.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.17.2017 @ 3:20 pm
we all live very different lifestyles, some are healthier whereas some are more laidback and care free.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.13.2017 @ 3:04 pm
often associated with winning and losing. but also the different points in your life are the most important things in life.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.12.2017 @ 3:35 pm
your love feels like a heatwave baby, you warm me up inside.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.11.2017 @ 2:35 pm
beware of the monster under the bed. beware of the monsters stuck in your head. beware of the lies that people have told. beware of snakes but remember be bold.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.09.2017 @ 3:41 pm
zone. there are many zones, all with different meanings. zones can often be splitting things up. are you in the zone?
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.08.2017 @ 5:15 pm
I am cursed
My curse traces my veins
Rocks my bones
But no one can hear me
Some call it silence
I call it the death of me
» Posted By lizzy On 01.19.2015 @ 2:01 pm
Speaking is both the most effective and most confusing form of communication. There are so many ways that one can put emphasis and meaning into any given word or phrase. It is also helpful to be fluent in the language being spoken at the time.
» Posted By Lizzy On 11.24.2014 @ 7:19 pm
We are nothing to each other, though we touch with feeling. I do not know you, you do not know me. Yet we are accomplices in this crime called attraction, pressed to one another.
» Posted By Lizzy On 10.07.2014 @ 2:26 pm
We are nothing together, but dancers. You do not know me, I do not know you, but we are accomplices in this crime called attraction, as we press against each other.
» Posted By Lizzy On 10.07.2014 @ 2:17 pm
the couple seem old, yet honest in a way. unlike you, they were in love while you were not-tis was only me. such couple gives me notion, to go on. but i must leave-for we are not a couple, in love.
» Posted By Lizzy On 08.20.2014 @ 12:20 pm
the forefront of the war was a horrible place to be. This was where the most blood-shed was happening and Clara was terrified to go there. Even if all children had to go there she didn’t want to. As she sat and brainstormed ways to get out of it a knock came at the door. She stood up and looked through the cracks. A man stood on the other side, a very tall man. Clara eased the door open and greeted the man. “Are you Clara?” the man said in a very deep voice.
» Posted By Lizzy On 03.17.2014 @ 4:10 pm
» Posted By Lizzy On 01.14.2014 @ 1:44 pm
white, marked, scratched, beach, listen, hear, sing, sea, necklace, broken pieces, whitstable, water, hermit, crab, lobster, eat, cook, paint, pasta,
» Posted By Lizzy On 06.19.2013 @ 3:37 pm
“Don’t worry about it, It will be fine”
“No, it won’t. You don’t understand, Jake. I can’t.”
“Yes you can.” I looked up at my brother, pleading with him to understand. He had to jump before it was too late. Before we both ended up in serious trouble.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.20.2013 @ 9:35 am
I sitt on the metro and look around at my surroundings. An old man sits on the edge of his seat, using a cane for support, a young mother holds a screaming baby. All of these strangers going about their daily activities and we have no way of knowing anything. To them I am no one. To me they don’t exist.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.19.2013 @ 1:16 pm
I looked before me at the looming creature. It was large and ugly and terrible, yet I was overcome with a strange sense of pity for this beast which had been a derivative of my own thoughtless mistakes and angers. After all, such a hate-filled beast could not exist without a terrible force driving it into being.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.17.2013 @ 3:10 pm
“You don’t have to do this” he mumbled. It was quiet, so quiet that I almost didn’t hear it. But I did. That was the problem: If I hadn’t heard, I wouldn’t have wanted to stay so badly. But I had to do it. It would be worth it in the end to save them.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.16.2013 @ 5:59 pm
I knew what I needed. All it would take was a littler leverage. It’s not so hard to get what you want. Everyone has a price, after all. All it would take was one word. One word which meant the difference between freedom and certain death.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.15.2013 @ 2:56 pm
I look before me at the geometric pattern that streaches itself out in an endless form of numbers and lines. I know that I will never be able to make sense of it the way that they can. I just wasn’t born with that gift
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.14.2013 @ 6:41 pm
The anchor sunk me down. Into the deepest depth of the seas. I felt like I was drowning and maybe I was. Maybe I was about to hit rock bottom. The deepest part of my emotions. I felt empty. Just like the ship I was attached to. Empty, abandoned, and lifeless.
» Posted By Lizzy On 04.11.2013 @ 4:02 pm
you dont have the strenght to go on, we hate you, say it to my face, bitch weak
cant do it leave i wish it would stop STOP STOP please im not weak im good, im good at this stop stop stop im better, i can be better ill never be good enough.
» Posted By lizzy On 03.03.2013 @ 10:01 pm
The soil was rough on my feet. Not rough like the cliches. Or rough like a dog. Roughness — like pain.
Like tangible pain —
in every grain of soil.
» Posted By Lizzy On 12.28.2012 @ 6:24 pm
i wish i did it more or that i was better at it because it makes me feel good about myself after i do it. with i could think of more stuff to draw butsometimes is dont feel very creative
» Posted By lizzy On 11.11.2012 @ 8:49 pm
My cats, soccer, my family, my dogs, my friends, school, books, food, water, fruit, Hunter, Gabbie, the beach, sleep, my house,
» Posted By Lizzy On 10.07.2012 @ 5:31 pm
Her eyes were fixated on the line above her head,it glowed in iridescence tempting her to look away from the line – but she was captured by the words.
» Posted By Lizzy On 07.26.2012 @ 11:15 am
I love the word architecture because it looks like a beautiful building itself, with spires and arcs. It reminds me of Ayn Rand’s “The Foutainhead” because Howard Roark’s profession is architecture and the word just embodies all of her ideals and philosophy in my mind.
» Posted By Lizzy On 05.30.2012 @ 11:06 am
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I feel like I can lose my temper really easily. At the stupidest of things. I wonder who thought of the phrase “lose your temper”. Do you really lose it? Don’t you really just lose control of it? Because if you actually do lose your temper, you no longer have it anymore, and wouldn’t that mean you wouldn’t get upset? It doesn’t make sense to me. Almost makes me lose my temper. HA. Anyway. The last time I lost my temper was this morning. I waste my gas to go get breakfast for my friend, with my other friend, and she bitches about how her bagel is cold because I wanted to go get myself a breakfast burrito. Mind you, neither of them paid for jack shit. I wish people could understand the shit people do for them. Everyone is just so simple. Everything has to be explained, what happened to the subtleties?
» Posted By Lizzy On 03.25.2012 @ 5:50 pm