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here is a shotgun. it went off.
» Posted By Nana On 08.22.2017 @ 8:21 pm
she wants to continue to be friends. She has been safeguarding her heart without really needing to, because the wrongness of being in love with him cuts her. He touches her, but she can’t bring herself to love him back, and it hurts.
» Posted By Nana On 09.21.2016 @ 11:21 am
my housekeepers Anne and Georgia work as domestics.They get paid 100 dollars a week.
» Posted By nana On 05.09.2016 @ 10:07 am
What is maestro? I don’t even know what that means!!! Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to ramble then. So maestro, rhymes with something, that I also can’t think of at the moment, because I’m being timed, and I don’t like being timed. Why am I doing this to myself. I don’t know. I don’t know.
» Posted By Nana On 11.29.2014 @ 7:29 pm
Oak……Really?!?!?! First thought is a big Oak tree. I wish I was hanging out under that big tree on a nice warm day with a good book to read.
» Posted By Nana On 11.18.2014 @ 8:40 am
the gamer came into the arcade waiting for his nemisis ron to walk through the old fashioned golden doors. Every saturday they said. Every saturday theyll come in and fight to death dungens and dragons is more than a game to then. Its pride ego a mans best friend in this lonely world
» Posted By NANA On 06.01.2014 @ 6:55 pm
To be patient is something to always work on. I consider myself, generally, a patient person. I person who can take on a lot. But all patience is tried, and exhausted. Its how and when it breaks that its interesting and important.
» Posted By nana On 12.13.2012 @ 4:20 pm
She had guts, I’m not gonna lie. She was determined to be someone in her life. Someone meaningful, who would affect others life. She might be a little lost right now, but her determination will bring great achievements. And that is the only thing that she’s sure of.
» Posted By nana On 12.12.2012 @ 3:45 pm
Bound to the shackles of dominance she wept, cursing her inner morals for submitting to the hands of false tenderness and dove into misery.
» Posted By Nana On 09.10.2012 @ 6:15 pm
yes i’m in the zone. nicki minaj thaught me that. the zone i’m in right now is a school zone. kids running around, bullying each other, eating and playing. me myself is a 5th grade student, means i am a senior. i take a look around and find a hydrant, thinking what pranks can i do with this thing, maybe make a fire zone?
» Posted By nana On 08.17.2012 @ 12:51 am
I have a bad temper when I get really mad but I have to be really mad but usually i can keep it under control. But i hate people who can’t keep their temper under control.
» Posted By Nana On 03.25.2012 @ 2:46 pm
Had it always been this exhilirating to dance? To feel the music pulsing in her skin as the world spun out of view? Had it always been this amazing to breathe in time with the beat? They made it better. The crew. Her family.
» Posted By Nana On 02.29.2012 @ 4:18 pm
The lights were shining above my eyes. It was so dazzling, I felt almost blind with happiness. This years festival was going to be brilliant, terrific. There was only so much I could do in so little time. The sounds of endless chatter rang through my ears with a marvellous sense of crowdedness. I felt filled up to the brim.
» Posted By Nana On 02.11.2012 @ 6:50 pm
spitzer grüner mann mit hut tut keinen gut. sitz dich nicht drauf sonst fährst du auf mit einem schrei. o wei.
» Posted By Nana On 12.30.2011 @ 9:06 am
People love mysteries, it’s a dark forbidden path we long after but are too afraid to seek. Mysteries pertain to death and torture and all the things that make us afraid, but deep down intigue us. I love mysteries.
» Posted By Nana On 10.09.2011 @ 9:38 am
I suppose these things are supposed to improve your creativity. I sure do a lot of supposing, like what if and why not? I can’t type very fast, though. Imagine if I could…Well, almost up.
» Posted By Nana On 10.04.2011 @ 2:44 am
» Posted By nana On 08.19.2011 @ 7:33 pm
I always lived near you. It’s hard to remember a time when I didn’t. And now, it’s like you’re 1000 miles away. Remember when we used to sit under the tree in your yard and share a popsicle and you’d tell me you’d be there always?
» Posted By Nana On 08.14.2011 @ 9:44 am
» Posted By Nana On 08.14.2011 @ 1:05 am
i had a crush and i remember how he broke my heart; and i couldnt even start to catch more feelings; and he kept hurting me; leaving me; what was i to say. the ONE time he came my way all he could say was excuss me youur in my way.
» Posted By Nana On 06.28.2011 @ 9:12 pm
beloved? im sopposed to writ for how long about this? i didnt even read the instructions. ok well beloved, that makes me think of old grandmas that are beloved. Ive never been one to have a wrinkly old white grandma. mines had my dad when she was 16 so shes only about 56 now. sure shes not the stereotypical old fat white grandma with gray hair. but dang she still makes great cookies. love you grandma
» Posted By Nana On 06.13.2011 @ 4:09 am
I wish I had a plaid skirt, it would be like the one scottish men wore, only a lot sexier. it would resemble the one I had to wear in Yashiva, which I had cut much higher than knee-high, as a fuck you to the bastard bitch teachers for kicking me out.
» Posted By Nana On 06.06.2011 @ 11:09 am
I used to go camping with my friend,Lynnel, and her family in their trailer. We’d sleep outside the trailer in a tent and sneak away after her parents were asleep.
» Posted By nana On 04.27.2011 @ 3:56 am
automatic programmable science fiction double-feature futuristic
» Posted By nana On 04.20.2011 @ 4:16 am
thunderstorm,hair-do,teacher,weather,stark,stern,cutting. sounds like what it is.
» Posted By nana On 04.14.2011 @ 3:52 am
Too many books and not enough time.
Why keep so many around?
Any good? Don’t know but can’t discard.
Maybe one day I’ll read them all,who knows?
» Posted By nana On 04.12.2011 @ 3:55 am
it isn’t for everyone but you can always find some when you need it.strong is good but gentle is better
» Posted By nana On 04.06.2011 @ 5:42 am
I like to sit at tables and drink capuchinos. I hate the idea of tabling a conversation. it’s os static and yet so much happens at a table- you socialize chat drink catch up eat, sit around it and argue have sex on it. I say lets use table it in a different way.
» Posted By nana On 02.25.2011 @ 2:04 pm
I will find new places, new lands. New things. The time never stops because every step is a new way to do it. Every day gives me a new opportunity to learn and to evolve in any way possible and this year will be no different.
» Posted By Nana On 01.06.2011 @ 11:29 am
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Without you, everything is about you.
» Posted By Nana On 06.18.2010 @ 2:00 pm