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La esquina. Marta would go there daily, waiting for Romeo to whisk her away. He never came. She promised him she’d be there and he never came.
» Posted By Marta On 06.10.2019 @ 8:45 pm
This is when I feel overwhelmed, when I feel there is too much going on around me. This feels like not wanting to get out of bed in the morning, not being able to concentrate.
» Posted By Marta On 05.05.2018 @ 4:47 am
Society is another name for the collective herd. It’s the standard in which all of us have to live our lives by. Society is the community of all those people who know what’s best for everyone. A Society is a group of likeminded people. They can be open or secret. But it’s mostly just a group of people.
» Posted By Marta On 09.07.2015 @ 7:55 pm
Beliefs are what definesour goal, and at the same time directs our way toward it. we do not only manage our goals through our beliefs but also we choose the path by adhering to them.
For example, you can believe in religion – your belief will not only set your goal, be it salvation or becoming a better person, it will also show you the path to achievie it
» Posted By Marta On 04.27.2015 @ 8:51 am
It’s a shape. Round, but pointy. I don’t like it, I have to deal with it when I do maths.
Point is, cone reminds me of light. And I like light, a lot. Every kind of it.
But cone, alone, seems to be too pointy for me to like
» Posted By Marta On 08.31.2013 @ 9:43 am
cone, como aquele cone de gelado que me imaginei a trincar num final de tarde precioso. Estava acompanhada por ti, com quem tinha estado no dia antes e estaria no dia seguinte. Aquela fase das paixões em que os amantes não se conseguem separar, nem mesmo para comerem um cone de gelado acompanhados só e apenas pelas suas belas almas e pelos seus esbeltos físicos.
» Posted By Marta On 08.30.2013 @ 2:28 pm
Wheat deep in the silo can not sway to the wind. People who hide deep into their shells cannot be swayed by others. It is important to know when to put wheat in the silo and when to take it out – it is very important that one takes it out once in a while.
» Posted By Marta On 08.16.2013 @ 12:42 pm
Everyone is signed for a mission. Everyday. Everywhere. There’s no point in not doing it. We were signed for it so it’s our job to pursue our mission. Life is our mission.
» Posted By Marta On 05.18.2013 @ 11:53 am
Raise your arms above your head, like you’re a champion and show your strength no need for this word no need to feel this way,..you decide to be powerful and strong
» Posted By marta On 03.03.2013 @ 9:38 pm
the night was deep and the body was already cold/ his poor wife/ she won`t ever know about his other life and his other family, good for her.
» Posted By Marta On 02.02.2013 @ 5:47 pm
She’s my baby. I love her more than life. She’s amazing. My baby. My wonderful, blue eyed, blond baby. God, she makes me so happy. I’m a slob, I know. But I truly love her, my baby.
» Posted By Marta On 01.30.2013 @ 9:17 am
i love speaking. some people say i speak too much sometimes (and too fast), but i don’t think so. also, the thing i love the most about speaking are all the different languages you can do it in. i am spanish and i’m writing this in english, for example. i also speak catalan and a bit of french. i love speaking. it makes people love each other but it can also make people get angry with each other. the good thing about it is that actually, you can solve the problems you’ve made while speaking, speaking to that person you’ve hurt. it’s wonderful. i hope this is making sense, because sometimes, when i want to say a lot of things at the same time, i get confused and people do too.
» Posted By Marta On 01.26.2013 @ 12:38 pm
Everything turned musical to him…The wind, the waves, the snizzes, the crys. He did not wonder where did that music came from. He actually knew it came from nature, from people, from animals, from emotions…
» Posted By Marta On 01.23.2013 @ 3:28 pm
Like a river… As much as an ocean. Just cry. Let it all out and breathe. You’ll feel much better, young again. In love again, like always. Cry. Breathe. Love. Live :)
» Posted By Marta On 01.11.2013 @ 4:30 pm
son todo vida, destino camino, timón, miedo
» Posted By Marta On 11.17.2012 @ 9:17 pm
La civiltà è un continuo scendere a compromessi, subire violenze legittime e ipocrisia. Ma non credo che ci siano poi delle alternative. A questo punto, cerchiamo di perseguire l’obbiettivo per cui siamo qui: il denaro (?)
» Posted By Marta On 10.17.2012 @ 10:41 am
Il colore dominante era il blu. Intorno tremavano luci rosse e gialle, tutto era come in un sogno. Jen cercò di aprire gli occhi ma l’unica cosa che riuscì a fare fu rotolarsi già dal letto, battendo la testa sul pavimento freddo.
» Posted By Marta On 10.10.2012 @ 6:11 am
– Pomocy! – szepnęła, wyciągając przed siebie białe ramiona. Ranal zacisnął jedynie powieki i kopnął kolejny kamień. Smok poderwał leb i w końcu spojrzał w tym kierunku. Słaby głos kobiety nie powodował odpowiednich wibracji by go poruszyć. Dopiero tocząca się skała zwróciła jego uwagę. Nic teraz nie mogło jej uratować. Była zgubiona wraz z księgami, które ze sobą przyniosła.
» Posted By Marta On 09.26.2012 @ 12:14 pm
Dehydrated? Our mind can always be dehydrated. Yes, our mind…I do not mencion our body simply because it is as simple to cure as drinking a glass of water. However, our mind is confusing, complicated, curious and very hard-worker. I would say “workahoolic”. It thinks, it forgets, it remembers, it memorizes, it sleeps, but ir never shuts down…It boils, sometimes. In fact it bolis so many times that we feel as desconfortable as if it was completly dehydrated…The problem usually lies in recovering from this mental state od dehidration. A process as confusing, complicated, curious and hard (worker) as the mind itself…
» Posted By Marta On 09.01.2012 @ 7:18 am
Some people just think methods are those memory helpers that are absolutely essencial in their lives. They are not. They are created by us, but in a stupid way of limiting ourselves.
» Posted By Marta On 08.01.2012 @ 9:47 am
No one seems to have as many methods as people who really try not to have them…My mother allways said it is something that does not appear…it’s created. And nobody knows how they are created, they simply are. I would like to say that I have no methodical way of living my life, but that would be the biggest lie ever.
» Posted By Marta On 07.31.2012 @ 1:16 pm
Hum… Straw… well, fresh juice. Passion Fruit juice, no sugar. White refined sugar has not nutritional value. Why would you keep adding that empty thing to your life. Not really empty? Well just saying.
» Posted By Marta On 06.13.2012 @ 1:43 pm
tall buildings standing firmly in the ground. They make a
» Posted By marta On 05.29.2012 @ 7:42 pm
i use sunglasses summer when i stay in the beach with my friends it is very important to eliminate the sun of your eyes.
» Posted By marta On 04.19.2012 @ 10:04 am
There were dozens of people out there. He could have talked to anyone, asked for an adress to the policewoman or that waiter with the funny mustache. But for some reason, he asked him. He chose him between dozens, hundreds of people. That, my friends, is called fate.
» Posted By Marta On 01.07.2012 @ 9:12 am
Some girls’ dreams were to wear an apron and bake a cake for their husband. Rose was different. She wanted adventure. She wanted to fly, to be free. And she knew one thing for sure, getting a husband, having an army of kids to look after and baking cakes didn’t sound really adventurous
» Posted By Marta On 01.05.2012 @ 4:05 pm
He had to but he was terrified of it. Brant looked around, and the forest was stil quiet and calm. But he knew they were coming. So he did it. He jumped and started climbing up the trunk. This was his onlhy way to keep himself alive. And if there was one thing he knew for sure was that he needed to be alive.
» Posted By Marta On 01.03.2012 @ 4:13 pm
She loved its taste. She loved the flavour of the sparkly drink down her throat. But most importantly, she loved sharing a glass of champagne with that special someone, with that other girl that made her heart go spinning in her cheast.
» Posted By Marta On 01.02.2012 @ 1:26 pm
i give it all the time. no one listens. i wait for them to call again. and again…
» Posted By Marta On 10.15.2011 @ 3:49 pm
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I was walking in the dark alley wielding my umbrella like a sword. Rain pouring down my face and wetting my clothes, but my fear was not my dampness it was who could be surrounding me at any moment. Leaping over a puddle I imagined a high speed race to escape the villians. There light, the diner. A safe haven.
» Posted By Marta On 08.24.2011 @ 5:04 pm