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to disconect a certainthing from something else or like break two things apart and pull items from each other
» Posted By SL On 09.14.2017 @ 11:34 am
“Get your f****** priorities in line, you little ingrate,” he said, eyes glinting at his son. “I don’t even know why you care so much,” said the boy, shuffling his feet. “They’re your priorities, not mine.”
» Posted By SL On 02.03.2016 @ 9:48 pm
She longed for the day when her skin would be clear and her tits would graduate from the K-Mart training bra that her mom had gotten her in a 3 pack for her 13th birthday. Then, she would know the meaning of bliss.
» Posted By SL On 11.11.2015 @ 12:25 am
Sometime in the night, the predator leaned back on his haunches and stared at the little girl through the window. She woke up for a few lazy seconds, locked eyes with the wolf, and closed her eyes again. The wolf sat with grim, determined pride over the little girl he’d set out to protect.
» Posted By SL On 11.09.2015 @ 1:02 am
“What do you mean she MIGHT be pregnant?” he scoffed at his best friend. “Ok I know you fucking hate her guts, but you’re talking about potentially the mother of my future child here.”
» Posted By SL On 11.08.2015 @ 12:38 am
The little girl wiggled her hips and licked her lips in concentration. Her grandfather tossed the ball, light but with sure aim, and it went soaring. Wow, that was a real shitty shot. Did you check out this flyer I found on the door?
» Posted By SL On 11.07.2015 @ 1:19 am
They say, with folded arms and expectations nestled in their furrowed brows. I perform. I step forward, I do the duty that is expected of me. I am nothing but a soldier, and soldiers don’t think. We don’t have feelings. Not our own ones.
» Posted By SL On 11.05.2015 @ 10:49 pm
The lining of the passage was damp to the touch. Slime oozed down the walls with an eerie glow, that reflected a bilious shade of green that stretched into the deepening pathway. She had to use the walls as a guide due to the rocky uneven state of the floor.
» Posted By SL On 08.08.2014 @ 11:37 am
Soft caresses in her hair.
» Posted By SL On 10.24.2013 @ 2:05 am
her urges, every single one of them had to be satisfied. the urge to create the urge to love the urge to get hurt. but it was an impossible endeavour. for no one can satisfy every urge
» Posted By sl On 11.19.2012 @ 7:39 pm
deer on the side of the road this morning made me really depressed. i wish i could have shut her eyes!
» Posted By SL On 08.18.2011 @ 4:54 pm
in school we always wore bandanas at field day, i never liked them much. I wore a black bandana for crew. I thought it looked cool and wrapped it around my thigh
» Posted By sl On 05.02.2011 @ 1:42 pm
I got tangled in your legs. In the sheets under the sunrise. In your Goldilocks hair. In your beige summer gown. In my own desperate hope for Happily Ever After. In your little white lies.
And now I’m tangled, tangled beyond release. Tangled in this utopia I created for the two of us.
» Posted By sl On 02.17.2011 @ 2:04 pm
You’ve always been a coward. Always hiding behind a sneering mask, pretending to feel nothing but malice. Everything you do and say is an imitation of what your father has taught you, even though his way of life is nothing you want to share.
Your whole life is a lie, and nobody sees it.
You’re too afraid of feeling something positive, actually enjoying life for a moment, because you know it’ll be just that – a moment. That noone on this side of war can be happy has been proven to you enough times, and so you cower from anything that could make all this pain acceptable.
» Posted By sl On 02.10.2011 @ 11:43 am
I have all I need, just want someone to love and love me.
» Posted By sl On 07.23.2008 @ 7:10 am
Pit of despair. Pit of an avocado, make me boner real hard bye. Pitfall was a hell of a game. Pit as in the arm pit, the one I sniff all fucking day because my life is a pit.
» Posted By SL On 08.29.2009 @ 12:00 pm
I wildflower grew inthe bback yeard…. It always made me wary. It grew and grew and then became a rather in timidating plant….I never wanted to be around it after dark, then one night I heard a sound at my door…..it sounded like the rustling of a breacnh against my door… it was the wildflower and it seemed to be talking to me…
» Posted By sl On 09.12.2008 @ 2:50 pm
Frequent is reliable, but not constant, present but not overbearing. Frequent is a time, an action, a state of being.
» Posted By SL On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
one word. yet to many it means harm
harm to themind
one spot towards a downward spiral
can’t control the way they feel
something’s wrong with them
it’s just a spot
» Posted By sl On 01.14.2010 @ 7:59 pm
The sun calls my name in ways the moon never will, even if I’m a night owl. It’s warm, inviting, and even when all I want to do is stand under the shade in my hut, I can’t. I’m tempted and I’ve never been one to fight temptation. I’m not good at it and odds are I never will be.
» Posted By SL On 12.18.2009 @ 11:10 pm
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i snapped my fingers at the sound of the bell. that’s what he told me to do. I had no control over what it was I was doing, I just knew something more powerful than myself was telling me what to do.
» Posted By sl On 02.01.2010 @ 4:56 pm