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The bell is ringing loudly. I can’t hear myself think. It exhausts me, that clamorous clanging – that endless, clanking noise. I cover my ears and scream. The ringing in my ears never ends. I can’t escape that bell.
» Posted By Louise On 03.25.2019 @ 5:29 am
There were some plates on the table. Shining, gleaming with potential. Zac looked at the plates, wondering how he could live up to the weight of expectations.
» Posted By Louise On 02.12.2019 @ 2:03 pm
When you don’t respond to someone, then their request will be unanswered
» Posted By louise On 09.16.2016 @ 9:14 am
» Posted By louise On 09.16.2016 @ 9:13 am
I need armour against the world- it protects me. I’ve been through a lot of battles over the years and I’ve needed to protect myself, but didn’t. I now have boundaries, ways of dealing with stuff. Armour is self-care- self-love and being kind to myself. Getting rid of toxic people from my life!!!
» Posted By Louise On 01.26.2016 @ 12:44 pm
Ouch! That frigging hurt. I didn’t see that coming. I really didn’t know that bee would sting me today. But hey its nearly Friday :)
» Posted By Louise On 06.04.2015 @ 1:38 pm
My complexion is very fair…with plenty of freckles sprinkled everywhere
» Posted By Louise On 04.07.2015 @ 12:15 pm
The cream tumbles into the black richness
like your skin when the light dances across
it in the morning
I take in the scent
of your skin
after you sweat in the yard.
Oh my dear my sweetheart
to your earthly riches
» Posted By Louise On 04.06.2015 @ 5:43 pm
What is that am I suppose to know? I don’t know…
Ok I’m kidding, but have to say I do try to avoid detergent when I can
» Posted By Louise On 03.27.2015 @ 1:43 pm
Omg what a day it’s been. Was I stressed you may ask? Ok I’ve not been stressed one bit today. I do like to consider myself as quite a calm and laid back kind of person. However I have to openly admit I do get a little stressed about time, being on time! So yes I’m one of these people who turn up about an hour before an appointment! Why I don’t know why, but silly really. But for some unknown strange reason I am always late getting kids to school! I have no idea why as we tend to be up by 5 and ready by 7! But those last 5mins before leaving the house seems the most hectic and yes I do get a little stressed…
» Posted By Louise On 03.26.2015 @ 8:53 am
Well that seems appropriate. Footsteps. Why is it, that when you have so far to go, and so much to do, going nowhere or doing nothing is the only thing you can do? Maybe putting one foot in front of the next and taking one footstep at a time might be the answer to being overwhelmed by the road ahead. Don’t look too far down the road, just at each step in front. Then after awhile, stop and look back to see how far you have gone.
» Posted By Louise On 10.02.2014 @ 9:49 pm
Mum needs a wheelchair but we can’t seem to get one. Not without paying for it anyway. We don’t need one for a very long time, it;s just that she can’t put any weight on her left leg.
» Posted By Louise On 01.09.2014 @ 10:07 am
It’s that time of year again and I have to defrost the bloomin’ freezer. I hate doing this job because I have to empty all the drawers and then I feel obliged to sort the contents, which means another job of identifying the stuff. Then I have to think back to how long these items have actually been in the freezer and that just fills me with dread, so I put it off, and put it off. Thing is, yesterday the door was left ajar (not by me, I hasten to add), and when I opened it this morning the drawer fronts had frozen-melted water all over and it looked awful. So now it is really doing my head in. The thought is pestering me all the time. In fact it seems like the actual job of defrosting the damn thing will be better than suffering this horrible nagging that is going on inside my head. So, here goes…
» Posted By Louise On 01.08.2014 @ 2:40 am
a plastic object used to create images. like a template for your artwork. a learning basis for words. its like a helping tool.. so creative. as if you wouldn’t want one. its amazing, like a building block or helping hand. almost something that kick starts our learning in life.
» Posted By Louise On 11.29.2013 @ 8:38 pm
I left my parachute behind and decided to try free falling instead! The ground got larger and I felt a lot smaller but exhilarated
» Posted By louise On 10.14.2013 @ 9:54 am
Ett hemskt ställe där det brinner, har jag fått för mig. Jag tror inte på det egentligen, men i filmer så brukar det ju se ut så. Fast helvetet behöver ju inte vara en plats dit man kommer när man dör. För vissa kanske det är en plats på jorden, eller ett moment i deras dag? Jag vet inte vad mitt helvete är, men jag hoppas att jag inte kommer uppleva det heller. :)
» Posted By Louise On 09.23.2013 @ 8:33 am
and in that instant, i realized that i was in love. not the normal, cliche, kind of love. no. i wanted to hold her hand, tell her that she’s pretty. i wanted to take her out for coffee and laugh at everyone who laughs at us. fuck that whole “let’s make ourselves couple of the year” thing. no. love is not perfect. but she is.
» Posted By louise On 06.29.2013 @ 9:20 pm
Boots are a pair of shoes that you wear on your feet. They are shoes that close in the foot and come in various styles, lengths and design. They can be flat or with heels.
» Posted By Louise On 03.23.2013 @ 1:55 pm
Beware of those who say no, who say never, who say mine
These are soldiers of the mind who dictate their ways
» Posted By Louise On 03.20.2013 @ 1:23 pm
i am pained in my heart, my soul and my world. Someone help me please. Is God going to do you think?
» Posted By Louise On 03.19.2013 @ 1:19 pm
The hill shook as it disappeared beneath a wall of smoke.
Suddenly the former mass of land was gone, ready for cookie-cutter houses, three car garages and designer gardens.
» Posted By Louise On 03.14.2013 @ 5:38 pm
Ahead there lay a broken path, like a shrug to my eyes. It slipped suddenly and silently from view. I though that if i followed it, I might too
» Posted By louise On 01.26.2013 @ 8:22 am
Both of them were there. Both of them, cute in their own way. Both of them willing to give me the world. Both of them unknowing of one another.
» Posted By Louise On 12.03.2012 @ 11:30 am
An object is a thing, a thing you can touch an feel. It can also be something that you target. The word of the day, is in a way an object. Though you cannot touch it, it is still a target.
» Posted By Louise On 12.03.2012 @ 10:44 am
but where to?
I could rise out of the ashes
into the flame
or I could rise out of the ordinary
into the spectacular
I spend too much time
thinking about where to rise
to ever try
» Posted By Louise On 11.29.2012 @ 10:54 pm
Rise above the rest.
Drown amongst their bodies.
Try to rise again.
Such is life.
» Posted By Louise On 11.29.2012 @ 10:47 pm
They were silenced by the looks. They knew what each glare meant. They kept quiet and turned to each other and smiled. “Let’s go!”
» Posted By Louise On 11.22.2012 @ 3:06 pm
They were all looking up. Taking it in. But differently. Some with sunglasses, others shading their eyes with their hands or a magazine. I wanted the pain. Stronger. I wanted my eyes to stream. To hurt.
» Posted By Louise On 11.14.2012 @ 3:29 pm
Musing I moved from one room to another. The historic beauty clung to the walls in fear. I wanted to know what of. Of me?
» Posted By Louise On 11.14.2012 @ 1:34 am
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I reached out my hand and took hold of the charcoal. Mashing it onto the paper I started to see the dark grey lines take the shape of the beast that was livinging in my head.
» Posted By Louise On 11.11.2012 @ 2:01 pm