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centerpiece

“What the heck?” she cried, staring at the screen in front of her. “What kind of word is that? Centerpiece?”
He looked at her from his laptop. “What’s wrong with centerpiece? Just write. Don’t think.”
She let out a moan. “You’re kidding. Write something about centerpiece?”
“Yeah, just write.”
“Impossible.”
“Time is running out,” he said, and she just stared blankly at the screen.

» Posted By mar On 11.21.2014 @ 8:33 pm

humid

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» Posted By mar On 09.08.2014 @ 10:32 pm

juvenile

Being young gives you plenty of opportunities. How many times have you had the chance to go through a street and being looked at from all the people around.
It’s easier to be juvenile. All people want to take care of you, of your heart of yourself

» Posted By Mar On 03.04.2014 @ 9:16 am

demonstrate

your love to me give me something to write about. tell me you love me, you need me and I will show you the same. I say I am happy without feeling what love really is but I lie. I want yoy to make me feel what it is.

» Posted By Mar On 02.16.2014 @ 9:45 pm

geometric

Well Im learning about that in math like geometric equations and geometric shapes all that fun stuff. I hate having math class without alie and parker. I miss them both so much. dirt balls are in my algebra class

» Posted By mar On 04.14.2013 @ 12:16 pm

spent

Time with people that matter… That’ll make your life more awesome

» Posted By Mar On 11.10.2012 @ 6:06 pm

forth

the forth of july was the worst time of the year, so much patriotism for a terrible place. I couldn’t stand it. All the stars and stripes, the food and fireworks. Yet no one saw how awful it was here. How many people were homeless and jobless and in poverty. S

» Posted By Mar On 10.22.2012 @ 5:40 pm

dare

I DARE YO TO WHISPER INTO THE CREEK OR WADE INTO IT WITH NO PANTS ON, SUSIE WAS A BRIGHT GIRL WHO ALWAYS GOT WHAT SHE WANTED BT WHAT SHE WANTED WAS NO MORE, INSTEAD BURNDED AWAY AND REPLACED BY A NWW HOME FLL OF RATS AND OLD SODA POP CONTAINERS, AND IN THE BATHTUB, THE HOLLOWED BATHTUB A LATEX MASK FROM K MART, AND THE HEARTBREAK OF OTHER CONTRIES SHE LONGED TO SEE FOR

» Posted By mar On 08.06.2012 @ 1:09 am

crust

pie is the most delicious crusty dessert. Try apple, cherry, strawberry and even pear. So yummy!!!

» Posted By Mar On 06.29.2012 @ 8:46 am

chat

Chatting in a coffee shop with my friend kahdie, I failed to notice the man staring at me across the room. He slowly stood up and walked towards my direction but before he got to me he slipped on a napkin that was misplaced on the floor. That caught my attention.

» Posted By Mar On 06.08.2012 @ 1:19 pm

the other day i had a chat. One may ask what is in tailed in chatting. Well you need at leas two people to have a chat. i was chatting with one of my coworkers about a bird that died in my front lawn.

» Posted By Mar On 06.08.2012 @ 1:16 pm

convict

Dangerous person , he can live in your house for many days. Prision break. HAHAHA. A convict is so bad.

» Posted By Mar On 06.02.2012 @ 10:59 am

beehive

Single-minded proletariat slaves to their stations
Congregate and perspirate
For the good of their brood.
No hopes, no rewards,
Just tireless toil.

» Posted By mar On 01.25.2012 @ 8:46 pm

Single-minded proletariat slaves to their stations
Congregate and perspirate
For the good of their brood.
No hopes, no rewards,
Just tireless toil.

» Posted By mar On 01.25.2012 @ 8:27 pm

oil

Electric blue oil clogging into my heart, jack-starting my body. Bleeding violently with energy. Violently sloshing into my veins. Let it grizzly grill up and up against my skin so I can see it right . Let it turn me alive.

» Posted By Mar On 01.08.2012 @ 1:06 am

autumn

The leaves fell as I walked around, my hand feeling empty. I wanted nothing more than to be snuggled in my bed, content in the arms of the girl I loved. It was that time of year again where I wondered how I had gotten so lucky. As I watched a leaf fall, I shake my head at the irony, that I too, fell for Autumn.

» Posted By Mar On 11.07.2011 @ 6:23 pm

husband

animal husbandry, control, love. created by marriage, born in a church, in a field, in front of a holy reciter. bound by a ring, gold, breakable gold.

» Posted By mar On 10.30.2011 @ 12:24 pm

braid

To make something twist and turn into a beautiful shape, a pattern of wisedom and life. Hidden beneath the cracks are the keys. We must look. Life has given us everything, but we have seperated ourselves. Braiding does not only give itself to hair, but to life and humans in total. We can braid each other to connect in a way we once did when we were focus. When we had a strive. A strive for what? That you must learn dear human, you have 15 minutes. Let the game begin.

» Posted By Mar On 10.02.2011 @ 1:33 am

celebrate

Let’s celebrate the joyous day where I stumbled on the pavement into the arms of a wondrous man. Let’s celebrate the day I met a pair of crystal blue eyes and a smile with a pink tongue hanging out at the side. Let’s celebrate the day I laughed till my stomach hurt with a warm hand on my shoulder at a coffee shop. Let’s celebrate the moments I fell more and more in love with a perfect boy. Let’s celebrate us.

» Posted By Mar On 09.19.2011 @ 4:32 pm

shootout

Was this what it came down to? A shootout? My heart against hers. Quickest draw kills the other one. I always did move at a sluggish pace. I guess my heart didn’t matter? A quick look, a quick kiss, suddenly I didn’t matter. BANG. There goes my heart. Dead in a shootout.

» Posted By Mar On 09.17.2011 @ 6:42 pm

division

There was a certain air of finality in the situation. We were at the airport terminal staring at each other but saying nothing; having all the conversations we couldn’t out loud through our eyes. We were at the inevitable end. Inevitable in the sense that we knew it would come, but didn’t know it would be this fast. I let a single tear roll down and turned my back on you. I didn’t choose this. You created the division.

» Posted By Mar On 09.04.2011 @ 12:45 pm

destruction

The path to destruction was often clouded. It could shift form into the most beautiful things so that you would never know your demise lay at its end. You were the path. From the first moment we stole each other’s breaths, held each other’s gazes we had taken the first step down a path we couldn’t turn back from. Everything we touched left as dust in our wake. Apart we were seemingly nothing, together though, we were destruction.

» Posted By Mar On 08.26.2011 @ 11:19 am

poison

You were my poison, of that I was sure. You were the only thing that could bring me down so close to the edge and almost tip over. But, like most poisons, there’s and antidote and he was it. I didn’t need to listen to your menacing words or condescending tone any longer because I finally found the one person who could build me up every time you tore me down. Suddenly… I was immune to my poison.

» Posted By Mar On 08.21.2011 @ 11:16 am

missed

I missed you. It was as simple and plain as that. It wasn’t some petty thing where it occurred every now and then. I missed you all the time. When I shouldn’t mostly. I missed the feeling of your hand in mine. I missed the way you smiled at me when you woke up with your head in my lap. I missed YOU. I missed everything we stood for, everything we were. I missed who I was with you. I missed the me you made me. That’s a lie, I miss you. No past tense. Come home.

» Posted By Mar On 08.19.2011 @ 3:08 pm

succeed

To succeed in life, I’d have to be working towards something. Or in another case, someone. Alas, I am not though. I merely float along in life’s tangled web getting stuck in places I’d rather not be. I’ve learned that to succeed simply means to have no idea where you’re going, but ending up exactly where you’re supposed to be. Success is a journey, not a destination.

» Posted By Mar On 08.17.2011 @ 7:41 pm

repeat

It was June 15th again. We were back to that day. Do you remember last year? How you cast away the day like any other. It was just another Tuesday to you. I repeat that day in my mind over and over. I use it to tell myself that you’re not worth it. The pain, the tears, the endless nights, the dreams, the nightmares, the smiles….ANY OF IT. I repeat and repeat the day, but I always somehow find myself back on another June 15th, hoping again.

» Posted By Mar On 08.16.2011 @ 7:14 pm

thread

I was strung taut. My body rigid as I forced the smile unto my face. “Of course i’m happy for you!” I lied. He would never know that that was the last straw. Him and her… it was something I couldn’t comprehend, couldn’t handle. I was supposed to be his. We were supposed to be together. I was holding on by a single thread. That thread just snapped as I saw the smile on his face thanks to her.

» Posted By Mar On 08.15.2011 @ 9:31 pm

driving

We were driving down the long and winding dirt road in silence. The summer heat beat down against our necks and I basked in its glory. The top down on an old jeep. The sounds of Zepplin blasting for miles. Nothing but open road and good times with the one I love.

» Posted By Mar On 08.09.2011 @ 10:45 pm

lock

There was a key I had found inside myself. I realized that all I needed was to find the lock in someone else. I was the listener, the helper, the instigator. He was the unknown, troubled boy. He screamed lock. I had to help him. I had to open him. I had to let him break free. I was a key after all. What purpose would I serve if not to find the correct lock?

» Posted By Mar On 08.05.2011 @ 2:09 pm

manager

She was the manager of my life. She called the shots. She told me what to do and how to do it, and I just did. It’s a scary thing giving your life over completely and totally to a person. Trusting them to lead you to happiness. Trusting them to not hurt you or purposely send you to your demise. Yes, she was my manager. The greatest woman in my life.

» Posted By Mar On 08.04.2011 @ 12:14 pm

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