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Mist. The cool water on a hot summer say. The refreshing feeling of cool water. Oh, how I wish I could feel it. How I wish I could feel anything at all.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 08.30.2011 @ 9:31 am


The destruction of man. Without destruction, creation cannot occur. I destroy to create, to create new relationship, new memories, a new me. If I destroy my old self, only then can I create the new wonderful me. But destruction isn’t always easy.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 08.26.2011 @ 4:22 pm


Silk. Smooth. Just like butter. Just like people. Smooth as silk, going in to butter you over. Make you believe something that was never true. Will never be true. I hate those people, they hurt my loved ones…

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 08.23.2011 @ 12:31 pm


Robot V. Wrestler. Robot playing sports paintings. I like robots, but not really. Wow that made absolutely no sense. Well, as I am saying. I like the theory of robots, but not the execution. Robots scare me.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 04.19.2011 @ 6:24 pm


The perfect figure. Does it really exist? Or is just an illusion. Nobody is perfect, but everyone strives to look perfect. The closest thing to perfection: to be skinny. I feel that that is a lie.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.17.2011 @ 8:09 am


Oh shoes. I have an obsession. Partly from the fact that I am unfortunately short and need the extra inches to look normal. But that doesn’t account for my obsession with other shoes too. Hmm….

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.16.2011 @ 8:25 am


Almost. What could have been. So many uncertainties in it. How do I know if what I did was the right thing. I guess I just have to accept it and move on. Moving on doesn’t seem good either. I guess I’ll just dwell on the almosts in life

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.08.2011 @ 8:13 am


Final. Funny, that’s next week. Though mine are going to be the easiest; I don’t have to worry. Everyone else is stressing out. I hope I don’t have to take another HS final after this.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.04.2011 @ 4:01 am


To be specific. I can’t really explain it. To tell everything. Go into detail. I’m not very detail oriented. I’m more concerned with the big picture. So I guess I don’t go into specifics often. Just the gist of things.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.03.2011 @ 9:23 am


Basic. Shapes. Colors. Not complexity, just simplicity. Vague and quiet. Not like life.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 03.02.2011 @ 6:57 am


Tropical. The mango reminds me of a rain forest. Of a forgotten place that no one knows about. A secret place that is just for you and me. We sip mango juice and have a glorious time.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.23.2011 @ 6:32 am


Tangle. Like my hair after a wind storm. Like a knot. Like the cords behind the TV stand. Such is my life. Tangled, messy, but it’s fixable. Sometimes I just don’t want to fix it.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.18.2011 @ 5:55 am


Flare. A little flame flickering in the wind. Mystery. That’s what it looks like. I like to feel of the flame. It’s beautiful.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.16.2011 @ 6:48 am


Needle, in the haystack. That’s what I want to be. I want to be the one everyone is looking for and no one can find. I want to stand out and be hidden simultaneously. I want people to notice what I do but not want to find my personal life. That’s what I want.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.12.2011 @ 9:08 am


Revolt. It’s what happens when a country is sick of their crappy leadership. Its happening in Egypt, they don’t like what happening they’re taking change into their own hands. Who knows? It might start happening other places too.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.11.2011 @ 6:49 am


Coward. I am not. I stand up for myself, I say what is on my mind. I might seem like a bitch, but I’d rather be a bitch than a pushover. The fear of being a coward, my tragic flaw. I should let go sometimes, give up. But I am too afraid. Oh, the irony.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 02.10.2011 @ 6:57 am


Admit. Reminds me of college. They can admit me. Or not… Maybe I don’t want them to… I think I do though. It’s all too much…

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 12.06.2010 @ 5:37 am


Biting. Pain. Self harm. Can’t stop. Addiction. Stress. Trying to stop the biting only makes me want to bite them more. Nervous. Ashamed. I wish I could paint my nails like normal people. I wish I was normal. I need to stop this habit.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 12.04.2010 @ 1:09 pm


At a station. Wondering where to go. South will give me warmth. North familiar faces. I could start something new? Or stay here. Here where there is family. Home, but where is the heart? I’ll go away.

» Posted By Savannah Lee On 12.02.2010 @ 8:37 am


There is a thorn in my side. A spear that I cannot get rid of. It stabs me in the night and keeps me awake. I can not get rid of it, no matter what I do. I just want to be rid of this spike. It intrudes on my life and keeps me from anything.

» Posted By Savannah lee On 12.01.2010 @ 5:13 am

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