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Her hands trembled in fear and anxiety and her legs felt like jello as she took some pretty sharps breaths , trying to calm herself down.
And then she walked on the stage , the bright lights caressing her pale skin and the whistles of her adored friends making her chuckle a bit . The spotlight was all on her.
» Posted By margot On 03.23.2018 @ 9:08 am
He shops to buy things that he likes, things that will make him smile, or to please other people. He can be kind or awful.
» Posted By Margot On 06.24.2015 @ 8:58 am
I can’t compete with the others, and I know it.
But damn I will try, and I grabbed the baton and started to spin and spin and spin.
It was bumpy and I was going to fall.
Compulsory athletics day in a wheel chair makes equal participation difficult.
» Posted By Margot On 03.15.2014 @ 2:32 am
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I do have a few questions for you if it’s allright. Is it simply me or does it look like like a few of these comments look like they are coming from brain dead folks? :-P And, if you are posting at other online social sites, I’d like to keep up with
everything fresh you have to post. Would you make a list
of the complete urls of all your shared sites like your
twitter feed, Facebook page or linkedin profile?
» Posted By Margot On 08.26.2013 @ 1:26 am
I already had this word so I eventually know what it means. I think it’s a great feeling because pain is creative, being wistful can lead to be creative, sadness is blessed because it can lead to be creative, my own sadnss I don’t want to escape
» Posted By Margot On 07.08.2013 @ 8:32 am
I’m french and I wanted to try this website but the funny thing is that I don’t know what wistful means, like not at all. It kind of makes me think of the word wrist and so I just imagine two wrists drawn on a blank paper and there are two red/pink bruises on each one.
» Posted By Margot On 07.08.2013 @ 8:22 am
you lie under my feet as i take each step in hopes of exploration and unearthing of this wildness that is life
you taunt me with your mysterious depth
» Posted By Margot On 03.09.2013 @ 11:08 pm
I have written the claim on myself. Too many forgers have tried to take, and I won’t let them anymore. I’ve signed the sheet. My name in blood, so no more blood will be spilt. Not a drop. Whole and healthy and entire. Me. Not yours. Mine.
» Posted By Margot On 02.06.2013 @ 11:51 pm
God only knows what they think. what i think. what we think together. there are too many ideas, secrets, dreams inside this hair. hair I wash too much with too much hair dye staining the roots.
What a blessing for a shower.
» Posted By Margot On 12.31.2012 @ 6:13 pm
breathing is a necessary act in case you want to live. I have ‘walking pneumonia’. So please, whoever you are, don’t take breathing for granted, and take a deap breath right now :)
» Posted By margot On 12.14.2012 @ 11:17 am
I’m alone in acold dark hall, looking for a door
This lonely terror is frightening, I can’t take no more
I need to escape, I need to fly away
What will be the path I’ll choose to take
» Posted By Margot On 11.21.2012 @ 8:18 pm
‘Civilize’ means the opposite. It means – ignore your fellow man in favor of the mechanism.
» Posted By Margot On 10.16.2012 @ 11:22 pm
Wanting is a dangerous thing. It means you emote. It means you are without. It means you are out to gain something that there may be a reason for not having currently. It also motivates us. If we never wanted… where would we be? If I never had a desire, a need? But what about a want versus a need?
» Posted By margot On 08.14.2012 @ 8:03 pm
The sonar waves swept the bottom of the sea floor, penetrating the heavy sand with even heavier waves of detection.
“Do you see anything, Captain?”
The graying captain simply looked away from the screen, overlooking the creature in their midst.
“Nothing. Let us go.” He said somberly.
» Posted By Margot On 07.18.2012 @ 12:48 am
Separate. They are all surrounded by castle walls, in miniature. I construct siege towers. This shouldn’t be insurmountable. Tiny fireballs launched into the thrumming pits.
» Posted By Margot On 11.16.2011 @ 8:04 pm
a setting is a background, an atmosphere, a feeling, a home, a tribe, a place. A place setting is a place at a table where someone may eat or not eat or feel comfortable or not feel comfortable. A comfortable setting is where one is at ease or is the ease false security. A secure setting enables the user to feel safe providing personal and private information and yet not all secure settings are as secure as they feel. In other words, while setting up this comment on settings, I’ve discovered that when you set things out, settings are both more ambiguous and more ambivalent than one would have suspected. A setting can be sad or glad, in Chad or bad, it can “be had” or even make one mad. A setting can glimmer or shimmer, let things simmer. It can roil, boil, coil. It can be soiled, oiled, toiled or despoiled. A setting can be clean or messy, pristine or dressy, classy or sassy, rich or poor, rough and hard at the core. A setting can be divulgent or indulgent, repugnant or in-a-tent. A setting is what you make, A setting makes you. A setting makes me. A setting makes we three sailors, tailors, jailers, gaolers, detailers, etc.
» Posted By Margot On 10.06.2011 @ 5:36 pm
Bricks are used to make lots of different structures. They can also
be fun to throw. They’re usually red but can be brown or any other color you want them to be. I know a kid whose nickname is brick. He’s nice enough.
» Posted By Margot On 08.09.2011 @ 10:11 am
Bricks are used to make a lot of structures. you can also throw them at people you don’t like. A lot of the time they are red but sometimes brown. I know a kid with the nickname brick. He’s kind of an asshole. That’s all.
» Posted By Margot On 08.09.2011 @ 10:05 am
balanced, thing that can separate people oe keep them together
higher or lower, hierarchy
» Posted By margot On 08.04.2011 @ 8:14 am
im in level four of my dreams because i dream a lot and then remember it is ver cool!! iv think creativity helps you reach higher levels in dreaming because your mind keeps on working.
» Posted By Margot On 08.03.2011 @ 8:17 pm
shiny stuff is fluorescent and we learned about it in science… it has something to do about rocks.. so yeah it really is just like flowers that are shiny and rainbowy it like reflects light or something i think omg the freaking substitute for language arts is annoying and im not doing my work right now :) booyah .. defeating the system
» Posted By margot On 05.02.2011 @ 10:13 am
Sometimes being strong is overrated. A person may be weak, or be considered weak, but that is what makes life interesting. If we all were as strong, there would be no fighting competitions.
» Posted By Margot On 02.26.2011 @ 4:16 pm
He was her outlet. She told him everything. But it wasn’t always good, and he hated her for that. Of course, he’d never let on to this heavy detail. Anything she said, he listened. He listened, but that didn’t mean that he cared. Because he didn’t. She thought he did. If she’d known he couldn’t give a f*ck, she would have died.
» Posted By Margot On 02.21.2011 @ 5:43 pm
He was her outlet. She told him everything. But it wasn’t always good, and he hated her for that. Of course, he’d never let on to this heavy detail. Anything she said, he listened. He listened, but that didn’t mean that he cared. Because he didn’t. She thought he did. If she’d known he couldn’t give a fuck, she would have died.
» Posted By Margot On 02.21.2011 @ 2:13 pm
I came upon a door, it said “notice”. Notice what? there are many things one can notice. So I did. I noticed everything, the colors, the smells, the feel of the room…..I just noticed
» Posted By Margot On 01.02.2011 @ 8:01 pm
Not at all. In fact, it’s the most right thing in the world. Rightest. Best. Most wonderful.
» Posted By Margot On 12.16.2010 @ 12:49 am
That you’re done. That you can’t feel your legs anymore. That you’ve got nothing to stand on but your stomach and your head and your heart. You can’t move, but there’s substance there. A lump of nonlocomotive brilliance.
» Posted By Margot On 12.06.2010 @ 3:28 am
It’s strange how quickly time moves when you’re not watching its passage. One moment you’re a child confused by adult things and in a blink that world has changed into one which is at once comprehensible and yet somehow more confusing than ever before.
» Posted By Margot On 10.07.2010 @ 3:41 pm
She’s all grown up. That’s the first thing she thinks when she sees her daughter slide gently through the room. Everyone is looking at her, caught by her beauty, that inner light that always marvelled Estelle.
» Posted By Margot On 10.07.2010 @ 3:32 pm
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I’ll be overjoyed when I can be overjoyed. The ability to be overjoyed will make me overjoyed. Circles. Running in circles. Nonexistent circles.
» Posted By Margot On 08.26.2010 @ 10:37 pm