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balloons

In kindergarten, Santa came into our classroom to ask us all what we wanted for Christmas. It was the only time in my life that I got to put in a request with Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick. I asked for bags of balloons. Tons and tons of bags of balloons. No air needed; I wanted to blow them up myself. Well, I never got any. And that was 29 Christmases ago. I’m starting to think he might not be real.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 04.27.2012 @ 10:10 pm

gladiator

All I can think about is those stupid sandals that every chick’s been wearing for a few months now. Ok, not EVERY chick. But for some reason, they tend to end up on the feet of the kind of chick I’d like to kick into the fountain at the mall.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 04.25.2012 @ 12:36 pm

pins

I walk on pins and needles every day. I sleep on them. Scratch my head with them. Take a shower with them. They never leave me be. They say it’s nerve damage from the 4 traumatic brain injuries they found decades later on the MRIs. They say they’ll never go away. At this point though, I rarely notice them anymore. Mind over matter. Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 04.09.2012 @ 1:54 pm

blaze

I torched all the newspapers just to watch the blaze. Then I set fire to the air after spraying it with hairspray. After that I set fire to the house and watched it burn to the ground. When I woke up, my furnace was on full blast and the word ‘parched’ couldn’t begin to express my thirst.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 04.01.2012 @ 11:21 am

charms

I’ve always wanted a charm bracelet. There’s always been something completely fascinating to me about the eye catching quality of the dangling charms. I was easy distracted by their shiny-ness before being distracted by something shiny became cool.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.31.2012 @ 11:27 pm

splash

I splash the water at my sisters. They’re standing outside our backyard 12′ pool to the left. I’m wearing a white robe. So is my father. So is his pastor. I plug my nose and they dip me down. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit… SPLASH!… I’m clean! I’m free! All the sins I managed to commit by that God-fearing age of 12 are all forgiven and washed away! I wonder if God knew one of those men dunking me would be sinning inside me later that night… SPLASH… Praise you, Jesus …SPLASH… Thank you, Lord …SPLASH… Oh wait. Child rape is not a sin… SPLASH.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.29.2012 @ 1:38 pm

capture

Capture her. Bind her up. Chop her into bits as she watches and screams for mercy. Lick the knife then throw her disembodied flesh to the pigs… Note to self: See your therapist. Soon.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.28.2012 @ 2:52 pm

catcher

Catcher. Catch her. Catch her before she kills again. Catch her before she makes another bleed. Catch her before she ruins another life. Catch her before she gets away with it again. Catch her. Catch her! CATCH HER! …Catch her before I do. Catcher.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.27.2012 @ 4:58 pm

drifting

Drifting… like that lone piece of wood amongst the waves of the sea. Where it came from, no one really knows. It never makes it to shore. And yet it’s never free.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.26.2012 @ 1:41 pm

exquisite

Exquisite is what I want people to think when they see me; but no matter how hard I try, I don’t think I’ll ever be “dainty” enough for it. My thighs and hips are far too wide for exquisite. So I’ll have to stick with classy.

» Posted By M'ai Vox On 03.25.2012 @ 10:31 am

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