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The sort of thing that gets in the way sometimes, but it’s crucial in most situations. It’s just embedded in collective consciousness. Impossible to escape in any civilization. It’s necessary and impossible and who even knows. Why is this word so had? Man..
» Posted By MsMoon On 07.31.2016 @ 10:03 am
It wasn’t as though any of it would matter really. That was the thing that had me so weighted down. Sure, I could fill out these little question forums every day, and it wouldn’t make any difference. No one cared what the answer to the questions was. Not now. They probably never would. When I left this world, I wouldn’t leave that big of a mark on it. Even then, I doubt that anyone would take the time or consideration to go through these things and see what type of a person I really was. It’s the downside of being so chill. You move through life so soundlessly, no one ever really notices.
» Posted By MsMoon On 07.13.2013 @ 5:07 pm
The greatest thing about the darkness was that it lent itself so well to concealing those who had affinity for it. I wasn’t one of the strongest or fastest members of our order, but I knew the dark well. It sheltered me from light, violence, and even the sight of others. The bad thing about the darkness was that I had yet to figure out exactly where I was while I moved through it. Sure, I could go anywhere; but, stepping into a shadow on west 76th and then coming out smack dab in the middle of Wellington… that was a bit of a problem. Luckily, no matter where I emerged, I could still hid undetected.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.08.2013 @ 9:48 pm
Something was missing. I couldn’t quite pin it down, but there was definitely something missing. I just couldn’t pin it down… I scanned the vast array of photos that I’d used to line the poster. Messages like ‘Don’t Forget to Write’, ‘We’ll Miss You!’, and ‘Never Say Die!’ were blocked out in colorful text at the center, with wonderful stamp-bordered photos of all our friends. There was Iza and Barty and Dave. I made sure that Tamy and Trevor were there, even though they weren’t really part of our group. There was Thomas and Dale and Stephanie, partying as usual. Did I leave out Claudia? No. No she was right there, glaring over her book. What was missing? Someone was…
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.05.2013 @ 9:22 pm
You. Me. We are mirror images. Identical and yet so very opposite. It’s been at the forefront of my mind long before I could even reason and draw up the concept for it. Where I try so hard to maintain my stern countenance, you revel in the madness. Where you try so diligently at showing kindness, I cater always to my own cruel whims. And, sweet sister, I will hate myself until the day I die for all that I’ve put you through. Because our inverse natures, I know that you’ll never stop loving me… my consolation and my curse.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.04.2013 @ 1:01 pm
It was this bone-weary feeling that kept me moving. See, I knew. I knew if I let myself stop at all, I’d never move again. As bad as I had it… it wasn’t as bad as the boys. They were living under an overpass when I’d found them. Seemed so silly to be angry at them for stealing an empty wallet when they were starving to death. At least their mother had worked herself into the grave before this had happened to them. Mine was either in a drunken stupor or lashing out at me for driving Daddy Dearest away.
My arms hurt. My jaw was raw from the concrete I’d landed on (jaw broke my fall despite the flailing of my arms). I’d jumped out a two story window just to make it to work on time… but I’d rather chew aluminum before I brought my boys some supper. Maternal instincts? Oh hell no. That would require feelings of some sort. No, this was spite. Pure and simple.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.03.2013 @ 9:32 pm
Trapped. That’s what this is. It started so simply. My Achilles’ heel. “You know, if what they say is true, that means that boy is your little brother.” And you sure as hell don’t leave your brother on a battlefield. So, I turned myself around without so much as thinking of the repercussions, and here I be. I suppose this is their version of handling the situation. See, I can’t stay in one place too long or those damn underbellies will come for me, but these folks here won’t let me leave. What stings the most… they say I’m someone else’s son. Damn if Mama ain’t gonna have a fit if she hears that. Not that seein’ me as I am right now wouldn’t earn a glare that’d freeze the whole damn Bermuda triangle over. Honestly… I almost don’t want to leave. Sure, I don’t like my hosts too much, but it’s be ages since I felt like I had littles to protect… so… here I be. Chained atop this hollow mound. Selene’s gonna give me no end of hell for this.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.02.2013 @ 8:33 pm
It was a lucky thing that something like sisterhood wasn’t a mantel that could just be donned easily. It wasn’t as if the girls in the house with whom I shared any blood links were any more ‘sisterly’ towards me than a bum under a bridge. And I could join a dozen sororities, and still not find one ounce of sisterhood in its hallowed halls. But here, in the forgotten corner of the writing center… I found my sister…and I would cheerfully shank anyone in the face for saying otherwise.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.01.2013 @ 9:39 pm
The world was broken… and the place I loved most, suffered the most. This place, deficient though it was had been, had always been precious to me. It was where I learned to be strong. I found my companion here, and we both grew in grace and strength. I learned to bear up against those I loved and loathed here… And now, the very land… it’s rent in two, and lush plant life grows where our enemies abound. They dare to lay claim here. Insult to injury. My life seems as though it were a vague dream within a dream. Everything that I felt is so distant from me now… I am severed from myself. And I do not know how to mend what’s been broken.
» Posted By MsMoon On 05.31.2013 @ 8:40 pm
It wasn’t the type of place that just anyone could find. Granted. It wasn’t Edward’s little flower glen or anything. Still, it was mine. I enjoyed it, not because it was dark. Not because it smelled like rain and metal. Not even fore the trees that I’d have to run past as I got there… I loved my secluded little hole, because it was secluded…and mine.
» Posted By MsMoon On 05.30.2013 @ 4:23 pm
ok, no. I’m not talking about… about…that. Ugh… now I have to derail…. what to talk about that’s to do with sparkling?
Sparkling water. Sparkling stars. Sparkling sea…
…you know what isn’t sparkling? Isabella Swan -..- ugh. You know, I wouldn’t be so upset with Twilight… but I really just don’t like Bella. The mythos is interesting enough to consider on it’s own… I just don’t like that character… and it’s mostly told from her POV :| It’s hard to critique a story told from a character you don’t like objectively.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.11.2012 @ 9:43 pm
The soup was still bland. I thought I’d added everything that Mom always had whenever she’d made it… but it still just didn’t taste like much of anything. Plane potatoes at best. Why in the world would anyone want to eat soup that tasted like nothing? Cooking wasn’t my strong suit. Still, with Dad at the office, it’s not like anyone was counting on me or anything. I’d have to send Mom another e-mail and ask what I’d done wrong. Maybe… Maybe I could save what I had, and she wouldn’t take too long getting back to me, and then I could fix it… maybe.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.10.2012 @ 7:09 pm
Put a little oil in my lamp, keep it burning! Oh… yeah, that song is one of the ones that loops in my head and just goes on forever and ever. It’s one of those gospel songs that… well, if you know the first verse, you know all of the song… pretty much at least. Funny thing… those are the songs I always think of right off the bat whenever I want to sing something that picks me up. Coincidence? …meh.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.07.2012 @ 8:51 pm
That’s what she said. “Guys like you are a dime a dozen.” It explains why there are so many guys around her all the time. Guy’s isn’t really the right word though. Tools. That’s a better word. Chick may as well be manager at the local Home Depot, the way she’s got ’em lined up at the door. Different tools for different jobs. At least I can say I’m not in her cell phone’s list of contacts as ‘roofing’ or ‘spackling’.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.06.2012 @ 5:21 pm
You know… i want an apron… one that has a Darth Vader chest unit on it. Come over to the dark side…we have cookies :3
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.05.2012 @ 6:24 pm
Thorns, ay-yi-yi! Man, they are EVERYWHERE out here. I dunno why Dad insists on growin’em. Says they ‘keep the evil out’ or something. I swear, they creep on my clothes and stick something awful. But they never pop up right away… it’s weird. It’s like they wait till I’m out and about, doing something. Then I feel a piercing pain in my sock, and yup! It’s one’a Dad’s thorns. Seriously, they’re a pain. I know I shouldn’t complain, since I got it so good… but Dad’s thorns are a serious pain.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.04.2012 @ 9:28 pm
Whatcha gon do wit all that junk, all that junk up in yo trunk… seriously, that is the first thing that popped into my head -..- To be honest, we use words for multiple things, and I much prefer trunk of a tree to the trunk of a car… or the trunk of a person. Although in anatomy & physiology, a person’s trunk is actually their torso, not their ass… in retrospect, a person’s trunk isn’t so bad :3 it’s great for snuggles…. I imagine :|
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.03.2012 @ 8:42 pm
You know, I’ve never had champagne that I actually enjoyed. I don’t know if it’s because I’m really just not much of a drinker anyway or if the people who I’ve had it for didn’t choose a nice tasting champagne. Either way, I’ve just never found it appealing. There was a girl in my jr. high class that was named Champagne… she was nice.
» Posted By MsMoon On 01.02.2012 @ 6:52 pm
I wonder what it’d live on someplace big enough that you could call it an ‘estate’. And… is it bigger than a Ranch? I think the Skywalker Ranch is pretty big, but it could just as easily be a Skywalker Estate. What’s the difference I wonder? Is one more civilized and one more wild? I’m pretty sure an estate implies more well groomed lawns and less wild country. I could be wrong though…that’s happened once or twice :)
» Posted By MsMoon On 12.31.2011 @ 12:51 pm
Bridge the card game or bridge, like, as in bridge over trouble waters? Bridges of Madison County. Bridge of the Nose. Bridge Bridge Bridge. A nick name for Bridgette. Some of the best photos I’ve seen are of bridges. My favorite bridge is the Lulling Bridge in Louisiana :) We would always cross it when we had to go from our city of Houma to New Orleans. I never see it any m ore now that I live in Arkansas :|
» Posted By MsMoon On 12.30.2011 @ 12:25 pm
Wait… Desert? Really? Ok… I’m trying to think… There are so many places to go with that, and I really don’t want to sound emo and complain about how times when my friends deserted me. But you know, it happens from time to time. Then you just learn to grow up and do your own thing and not take it too personally. What else is there to do, right? Oh dear. That line thingy’s getting awfully dark purp
» Posted By MsMoon On 12.28.2011 @ 3:43 pm
You know, I’ve only had a few managers that I actually liked. It wasn’t just their personalities either… the ones that I didn’t like, from what I remember, they really didn’t do their jobs well. I got along really well with the managers that really did do their jobs and managed to not be jerks.
» Posted By MsMoon On 08.04.2011 @ 10:54 pm
I have recently started playing World of Warcraft again. Normally, it’d be no big deal. But my playing style is a little different. Last time, I mostly corresponded with my cousin, and we would role play a lot between our characters. Now, I’m very focused on leveling my characters. I’m happy to say that my main (Yaviel) is now over 60, and my alliance mains (Bonnianne and Valisilwen) are both a little over 40 :)
» Posted By MsMoon On 08.03.2011 @ 7:01 pm
I like those book shelves that look like they have shelves on either side of a corner. The ones that have a small slot on one side of the corner, and then another just below that on the other side of the corner. I always used to think it looked like a ribbon…
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.08.2011 @ 3:59 pm
You know, I actually like plaid… as long as it’s not being obnoxious. It can be really dynamic and interesting. Sometimes I think it’s really undervalued by most. But I can’t find any of it in the right pieces that are subtle enough for my taste. Ah well. Such is life.
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.05.2011 @ 6:21 pm
I’m not much of one for limos… Never had a use for one myself :|
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.02.2011 @ 12:01 pm
I got a brand new backpack with my laptop. It was a great investment, because it fits my laptop and it’s got tons of pockets and space for other stuffs. And since my new laptop was for school, it just works great to fit all my pens, papers notebooks and text books. So it’s great for school. It’s also great for travel. No, it doesn’t fit under the seat in front of me (usually) but it does fit in overhead bins. So it’s awesome for that. It turned out to be a really great investment :)
» Posted By MsMoon On 06.01.2011 @ 2:31 pm
I wanted to make a huge montage of my photos and put them on my wall. But I didn’t just want a hodge-podge of pictures on the wall in mass. So, I thought about it for a while… I think I’d like to make the pictures look like tetris blocks that fit together in a massive game. That’d be cool. I’ll have to get some poster board and work that out.
» Posted By MsMoon On 05.31.2011 @ 9:15 pm
Remember, remember the 5th of November.
The gunpowder, treason, and plot.
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
…V for Vendetta is SUCH an awesome movie :D
» Posted By MsMoon On 05.30.2011 @ 11:48 am
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Wolverine has sideburns, right? He’s probably the only guy I can think of that can get away with them. Well, the dude that played Sabertooth in the first X-men movie too. Those guys can get away with them. Not just because they look awesome no matter what, but also because no one’s going to tell them anything about how they look. Not without serious damage ensuing. Srysly o..o
» Posted By MsMoon On 05.29.2011 @ 3:52 pm