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Everything is so predetermined. Almost all of the years you should spend exploring everything the world can offer, you spend in memorizing things you never remember three days after. And I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I know it can be pretty destructive.

» Posted By Red On 03.13.2017 @ 3:44 am


Okay, yeah, so my parents were dead and my uncle was now, too. I could deal with that… right? Right. Yes. Just keep my composure, it would all be fine.

I pulled out my cell phone and stared at the contacts. I’d call someone. I’d be just fine. Remember to breathe, keep yourself composed. It’ll all be fine.

» Posted By Red On 06.23.2015 @ 1:14 am


Those… Those pants. They were so orange. So very, very orange. What was I supposed to say to him? I couldn’t tell him the truth, sheesh.

“They’re pretty neat, bro.” I smiled. “Where’d you get ’em?”

“Thanks!” he beamed, and went on to explain where and how he came across them.

» Posted By Red On 06.21.2015 @ 6:50 pm


I fear what reality is hidden underneath constant overthinking and short lived interests. I wish not to be bland but it’s inetvitable.

» Posted By Red On 02.09.2015 @ 1:27 am


There were hundreds of them, thick vines curling like snakes around a great, rusted hunk of metal.
It was only upon moving closer that he realised the metal was a car; old and weather-worn and creaking occasionally in the wind that blustered through the clearing.

» Posted By Red On 04.05.2013 @ 9:36 am


Truth is that I love you. I’ve always loved you. The truth is that I’ve needed you since day one, and I’ve never had the chance to show you. Or maybe I’m just a coward. I don’t know, but at least I’m telling you now.

» Posted By red On 03.18.2013 @ 1:47 pm


The upper levels of the building were the hardest. Shara had to climb many stairs to reach them and the boxes he was carry were heavy. He paused to take a breath. Two more floors to go. He cursed the person who had ordered all this food. Why couldn’t they come and fetch it themselves. Too posh to make an effort, snooty gits.

» Posted By Red On 10.14.2012 @ 1:40 pm


I was his other half. His partner. His significant other. Not that it seemed to matter. I was supposed to be the other half of his heart, to have complete control over his romantic and sexual activities. And most of all he was supposed to have mine. But it didn’t work out that way. Oh no. It didn’t. I guess now someone else is his ‘half’.

» Posted By Red On 08.23.2012 @ 12:48 am


I was given instructions to write what ever came in to my head with just sixty seconds to do so.

» Posted By Red On 07.21.2012 @ 11:56 am


Ah, the will. Pit your intentions against the chaos of misfortune and malice. May your will be strong, and your voice heard; even among the garble of the many

» Posted By red On 04.05.2012 @ 7:47 pm


I love rain. The life giving waters of some force we only recently comprehend. The sound it makes on the roof is soothing to the point of being hypnotic. For nearly everything that lives depends on the rain: the fresh waters that sustain us all. Some of my favorite memories were lived in such precipitation. Poetry in every shining drop

» Posted By red On 03.31.2012 @ 1:40 am


her temper blew. it always blew. we knew it was going to blow. at the drop of the hat she would get red in the face, her fists would screw up and her eyes would get all squinty. When that happened, you knew you had to run. There was nothing, and no one, on earth who could help you once you had managed to wind her up. God save the soul of those who tried.

» Posted By Red On 03.26.2012 @ 3:16 am

Oh wow. The word to describe me perfectly. My temper is short and it is explosive. That said, I’ve only been truly angry a handful of times. Scary, scary times

» Posted By red On 03.25.2012 @ 8:00 pm


Fixed is something I hope remains. An interesting state of being. A useful one at that. So many things need mending that it blows my tiny, limited, human mind. But with these hands healing can be wrought. What a pleasant thought

» Posted By red On 03.22.2012 @ 1:24 am


A system I will likely always feel undervalued by. Everything that is created by me with productive intent is likely to fall subject to it, and is likely to crash when compared to the ratings of the giants. But hey, everyone must start somewhere

» Posted By red On 03.20.2012 @ 3:22 pm


All that may cross my inner eye are the images of fake individuals; as false as the sequins on their tiaras. Children and adults both, flashing blank smiles with even blanker expressions. This mockery of beauty is more than just skin deep, as words often pass that pain my heart, and smash the halo’s I have painted above their heads.

» Posted By red On 03.19.2012 @ 5:58 pm


Flickering light fights against the encroaching darkness. Hope endures that little bit more. Fear loses a small portion of its grip. One small solace is achieved. Will there be peace?

Then creepers. Kaboom

» Posted By red On 03.18.2012 @ 6:07 pm


Repetition. I feel as though all life falls into a pattern. And it isn’t all bad; in fact, it is comforting. But how to defeat the mundane? How can we ever defeat the void? The New shall shatter the silence

» Posted By red On 03.15.2012 @ 11:12 pm


That makes me think of China. Why is that? “Lantern.” I’d be surprised if it wasn’t Chineese. Did Greece have lanterns? Probably not.

» Posted By Red On 03.01.2012 @ 4:38 pm


The pearls of laughter bubbled up from her throat, escaping through her mouth and rebounding off of the walls around them. He sent her a hurt look, obvioiusly not liking her reaction. It wasn’t that she’d meant to laugh, it wasn’t even that his story was particularly funny, and from his reaction she’d guessed that it wasn’t supposed to be funny. But somehow, it just was.

» Posted By Red On 11.22.2011 @ 2:48 am


It was a profound moment, the second you crossed my vision. I say profound, and I hope that you understand why I say profound. Because it was. I’m not too sure if I have used profound in the correct context, but it feels right to me. Because the moment that I met you, it changed my life. Forever.

» Posted By Red On 11.03.2011 @ 3:33 am


I’ve had one of those. One of those heart stopping moments when the planet aligns and everything comes into place. When you realise what has been bugging you, when you figure out exactely what you need to know. Sometimes they’re not things you want to have, and other times they’re just what you needed.

» Posted By Red On 11.02.2011 @ 2:30 am


Its amazing how a single simple gesture can be construed. A passionate loving embrace can just as easily be seen as an enclosing and restrictive crush. A romantic candlelit dinner can be a nightmare. It depends on just how passionate you feel about the person in question.

» Posted By Red On 10.31.2011 @ 11:51 pm


i think that the setting is what it is its where i am now an empty dorm room my room mates probably having sex right now damn I should be too, wish I was gues you know whats on my mind. but Id rather be writing and listening to childish gambino

» Posted By red On 10.06.2011 @ 9:30 pm


the cells in this jail are so disgusting! there is shit and vomit everywhere and it smells awful!
what has the world come to when criminals are treated like this? we need to clean up these cells or let them all be free. even better… make them clean it and keep them here.

» Posted By red On 06.22.2011 @ 9:49 am


Her voice was low and husky like a torch singer in a smoke-filled bar. It sent shivers down his spine and made him think of long dark nights and sweaty sheets. I wonder if the face matches the voice, he thought. Would it matter? His damp hand convulsively tightened on the phone and he took a deep breath, swallowed, and replied to the voice on the other end of the line.

» Posted By Red On 05.26.2011 @ 7:58 am



» Posted By Red On 05.24.2011 @ 12:21 pm

Telephone booths in new york are so dirty. I personally think they should have cleaning crews just for the telephone booths.

» Posted By Red On 05.24.2011 @ 12:19 pm

I tried so hard to prepare my booth for the craft show. I spent weeks making bags and totes–spent way to much money, too. I really wanted to succeed, but life always seems to catch me off guard. First there was the weather. Who would have thought that it would rain almost two inches that day? Other than Noah, not many customers showed up to buy the bags I made. They were adorable, if I do say so myself. No hyperbole there…

» Posted By Red On 05.24.2011 @ 11:40 am


For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you, not to harm you. Why worry about tomorrow? Tomorrow has enough worries for itself. You know I take care of all the plants, the animals, and the birds. Why would I not take care of you, my dear child?

» Posted By Red On 04.03.2011 @ 12:35 pm

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