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dough

He looked tired as he mixed the cookie dough in a bowl. I knew it, given the bags under his eyes. I was sitting in my chair in the kitchen thinking of mom, who was still at the hospital being taken care of. He glanced at me and then winked with a beaten smile. It took me a while to smile back.

» Posted By Pandora On 04.03.2016 @ 11:30 am

barren

The soil was definetly barren. The farmer gazed at the sky looking for a miracle. Nothing would grow there, not even grass!

» Posted By Pandora On 05.31.2013 @ 5:38 pm

destroy

I wanted to destroy that whole past life of misery. That would be the rigth thing to do if I relly desired to star brand new. I wouldn’t have to JUST hide it – oh no! – I had to destroy every memory every moment fom my mind…. So I could be far gone.

» Posted By Pandora On 01.20.2013 @ 11:04 am

promise

Everything in my life has made me believe that promises are always broken. That promises are lies, and their speakers liars. Thats why I NEVER promise anything. I don’t want to have to swallow down my filthy promising words. But everyday in my life, when I open my eyes, I notice that the whole world is a vague, dangerousl and still beautiful promise… I just have to chose: Do I believe in it? Or not…

» Posted By Pandora On 01.08.2013 @ 8:18 pm

Everything in my life has made me believe that promises are always broken. That promises are lies, and their speakers liars. Thats why I NEVER promise anything. I don’t want to have to swallow down my filthy promising words. But everyday in my life, when I open my eyes, I notice that the whole world is a vague, dangerousl and still beautiful promise… I just have to chose: Do I believe in it? Or not…

» Posted By Pandora On 01.08.2013 @ 8:07 pm

broadcast

Broadcast Television!
She said.
That’s what I want to do for life.
Her father frowned:
You don’t even read the news…

» Posted By Pandora On 12.08.2012 @ 6:00 pm

July

It was fourth of july when we met. The fireworks were painting the dark sky while we said our first words to each other. Do you remember?

» Posted By Pandora On 12.07.2012 @ 4:12 pm

roof

We climbed to the roof to watch the stars. There was your favorite place. I made my wish you made yours. We closed our eyes and sealed our promises with a tender kiss.

» Posted By Pandora On 12.06.2012 @ 1:41 pm

simple

All she wanted was something simple. She was just tired of her world! Tired of having to behave, tired of being so polite and so fake! She wanted something simple! Like a flower, or a chocolate box! She wanted true and pure love.

» Posted By Pandora On 12.05.2012 @ 5:31 pm

higher

damn keyboard. Corrections:
*higher
*farther

» Posted By Pandora On 12.04.2012 @ 6:47 pm

She was only getting higher and higher. But that was exactly what she wanted. Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it? You know what they say… “The highier you get the further the fall”.

» Posted By Pandora On 12.04.2012 @ 6:44 pm

both

Both of them were in love. they felt the same thing for the same woman yet they both couldn’t have her. Isn’t it sad? Both damned for life.

» Posted By Pandora On 12.03.2012 @ 4:58 pm

object

already wrote about it, so, i’ll just waste some of my time objecting about this equal experience

» Posted By Pandora On 12.02.2012 @ 2:06 pm

An object. What’s an object? Who defines things as things and feelings as feelings? What if objects ruled our lives? How would it be? Would u love, would you like would u feel? How would u feel

» Posted By Pandora On 12.02.2012 @ 1:42 pm

exquisite

The taste of things you never thought you’d really enjoy, women, wine, or pool water. The feel of your first dive into the water gives you the idea of entering a new world. The taste of dreams, that’s what it is.

» Posted By Pandora On 03.25.2012 @ 12:45 am

funeral

graves and despair voices from the ground rise up like owls into the night sky to the unending shining bright we’ll carry on we’ll carry on and though all hope is gone the moss grows over your name on the cold stone goodnight my darling

» Posted By pandora On 06.11.2011 @ 1:52 pm

acoustic

acoustic has to do with sound. there are different acoustics, like an acoustic guitar of the acoustics of a room. Not really a room, but more like a hall, where you can listen to music. Good acoustics in halls are difficult to find, most architects don’t think about it. Only if they are specifically making the hall for music.

» Posted By Pandora On 04.19.2011 @ 2:19 am

alumni

University and studying were a complete waste of time and I wish I wasn’t an alumna. Uni was boring and useless, and they keep sending me crap magazines that I don’t want. Post-grad was bollocks too, and graduation is pretentious wank. Sorry.

» Posted By Pandora On 04.10.2011 @ 9:40 am

trained

I sat there, holding my head in my hands. He smiled at me, only it was more of a leer.

“Say it,” I said, resigned. “I know you want to.”

He bit his lip, savoring the moment, and then said, slow and carefully enunciated, “You. Just. Got. TRAINED!”

» Posted By Pandora On 02.25.2009 @ 6:41 pm

adore

It was simply adoration, with no sense behind it. Two eyes, and there was no need for those eyes to ever become the eyes of friends. It was far better for this to be from afar. Each glance sent over that strong shoulder was a warning sign — it would be ruined if it was noticed.

» Posted By Pandora On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

yoga

stretch downward facing dog my boyfriend used to do it hot yoga instructors in their tight and clingy little pants bending down in front of you as sweat beads on your brow and while you curse them you also fantasize about exactly how far you can make them bend in bed and he would lick his lips in hunger.

» Posted By pandora On 01.25.2010 @ 2:59 am

collision

Collision. Cars coming towards me I fall in fear. Hurricane is coming destruction. Debris falls like fairy dust covering me. The waves crash taking the houses from there alloted places. Blood drops on the pavement crimson.

» Posted By Pandora On 10.18.2009 @ 1:58 pm

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