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i love when im high and someone cooks something super delisious and brings it out cuz im all hell yea and i eat it in like 2 seconds. fast food is good but not as good as food cooked at home:)
» Posted By Reid On 12.02.2012 @ 2:12 am
charms are the small mementos we collect that signify different things. Each one is unique. Each one has a story.
» Posted By Reid On 03.31.2012 @ 6:15 pm
My least favorite memory of Paris is in the louvre. I was with somebody who couldn’t appreciate the silent halls upon halls of works of art for what they are. She wanted to go to the Virgin Megastore across the way. I caved and went to cease her endless bitching. My biggest Parisian regret.
» Posted By Reid On 11.27.2011 @ 9:40 am
I wish I held you when I could,
I shouldn’t have given up on you so easily,
I regret it, I wish I would change it
But things change.
I can’t do anything about it.
» Posted By Reid On 06.19.2011 @ 8:40 pm
I find a lot of things tempting. Food, wants and people. Mostly people, I find them very tempting at times, one in particular. I’ve been called a temptress by Ian, so I guess it’s kind of ironic how easily I’m tempted! Man, I also find cake tempting. I want to eat chocolate so bad, but I have to resist or I’ll get fat. Stupid temptations!
» Posted By Reid On 05.17.2011 @ 9:37 pm
The audience sat in anticipation as the curtain of satin rose on the stage. It was to be a performance of the century, but only Ann knew what was about to occur.
» Posted By Reid On 03.27.2011 @ 5:49 pm
magic is the thing in runescape that helps you kill people. i have seen many people call it sage.
i think about nerds at a video gaming store when i think of this word.
i once felt super uncomfortable like i was interrupting them by buying a video game.
once by browsing.
» Posted By reid On 02.20.2011 @ 7:02 pm
Endless was the feeling that extended over me and enveloped me in its vastness. Endless was this tragedy, this comedy, this immeasurable glee. So I breathed and let the exhilaration swallow me, overwhelm me… So I smiled, for I wanted it to be endless and yet I wanted so much more of that hint, that taste.
» Posted By Reid On 01.21.2011 @ 12:45 am
Dusk came and I began my trek out to that abandoned telescope I had found. It stood, surrounded by ruin, in the middle of the woods. There was no path leading to it; I just relied on my feet to guide me, to lead me to exploration and sight.
» Posted By Reid On 10.16.2010 @ 12:10 pm
I stood atop the brick and stone and raised my eyes upward. How I would love to shine like the moon, sway like the tree encased by the brick wall; even entrapped, the elm managed to move with such grace… such beauty. I jumped from the wall, and for seconds I moved like that tree, agile, graceful. Ultimately condemned, but free for the moment.
» Posted By Reid On 09.04.2010 @ 11:37 am
I have seconds to go, merely seconds. I spent years feeling like I was wasting time, had too much of it, and needed to waste it. Now, I’ve run out of time. I want those seconds to multiply, over take everything, extend into infinite space and save me.
» Posted By Reid On 08.14.2010 @ 1:19 am
I was on my knees attempting to sponge up the puddle on the floor. My efforts were little more than futile. As much as I swiped the sponge over the floor, I could not control the water seeping in from under the door.
» Posted By Reid On 08.12.2010 @ 12:30 am
He placed the kettle on the stove. He truly had felt bad about last night. He turned around to explain, but the his words were lost as he looked upon her sad stricken face.
» Posted By Reid On 08.11.2010 @ 12:06 am
We gathered that night in his apartment. I sat on the window sill, and gestured around the room, asking if he had any wine. With a shake of his head, he brought out the whiskey and joined me on the windowsill. We sat and drank and surveyed life, swirling below us.
» Posted By Reid On 08.09.2010 @ 4:54 am
I created a world that night. As I walked down the street, everything receded from my vision, the trees, the road, the sky all faded from view and lapsed into nothing. I was alone with infinity.
» Posted By Reid On 08.08.2010 @ 12:13 am
Where is my mission? Every day I become more afraid to do, more afraid to move. I fear my mission is nothing.
» Posted By Reid On 08.07.2010 @ 12:28 am
I faced the ocean that black dark night. Faced it and embraced it. Floated my way out to sea. I escaped.
» Posted By Reid On 08.06.2010 @ 7:02 am
She wore that cross around her neck, despite being a devout atheist. It was always there as reminder, a reminder of things past, and things to come. A reminder of who he was.
» Posted By Reid On 08.04.2010 @ 3:43 pm
fences are the things that block us from ever really reaching what we desire in life. they tell you to stop. they entice your curiosity and make you wonder what blocks you from paradise. why does it block you from anything
» Posted By Reid On 08.03.2010 @ 12:45 pm
The house was surrounded by fences. Not just one that went around, but an intricate circle of fences, forever protecting the residents from the weight of the world.
» Posted By Reid On 08.03.2010 @ 11:23 am
Walking a tree lined street at dark, after the rain, alone. I think to myself, “and then there were none.” A car passes by, and with it, I.
» Posted By Reid On 08.02.2010 @ 11:10 pm
The nun wandered the streets at night, often catching people off guard. She was really just looking for someone to save, somewhere to pray. Looking, looking in the dark.
» Posted By Reid On 08.02.2010 @ 9:46 am
You know the metaphor that starts with a fork in the road, and you have to pick a path. Well, I went the wrong way. I feel like if I could maybe go miles forward, miles backward, maybe just miles anywhere, I could feel right.
» Posted By Reid On 07.30.2010 @ 8:25 pm
She was never really near me. I always wanted her to be. I place myself near her whenever I could. She took days and week out of my life. Friends lost, lives ruined all for her. She was never near, never here, and eventually, she left.
» Posted By Reid On 07.29.2010 @ 11:03 pm
I made it up. My entire life is a fabricated story, thought out over years and precisely outlined. That nostalgia for a life I have never lived and a person I have never been, well, maybe that’s what my life would have been if I weren’t here.
» Posted By Reid On 07.29.2010 @ 12:43 am
» Posted By reid On 04.13.2009 @ 8:25 pm
Bricks can smash and bludgeon.
Bricks can build and create.
Bricks can yin.
Bricks can yang.
» Posted By Reid On 09.09.2008 @ 10:10 pm
Adoration is something that is akin to devotion, only a bit friendlier sounding. If you are devoted to your art, it sounds kind of as if you do nothing else, but if you adore your art, it appears as though you have a life too.
» Posted By Reid On 07.11.2008 @ 6:31 am
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Grabs me and turns the power within, unleashing the force behind all that is good. I feel the power, I know the power, I sense the power of the clasp.
» Posted By Reid On 12.28.2009 @ 5:47 pm