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A terrifying thing in the wrong hands. The size of the blast, the heat, and the acrid smell of smoke in the air. Buckshot through the trees, through flesh and bone.
» Posted By Shelby On 08.21.2017 @ 9:05 pm
Mariposas. matched on both sides. made to look like eyes. just drift along. children enchanted. teens inspired. adults comforted. and elderly reminiscing. the beauty and symbolism of butterflies remain a mystery to all but one must ask, why are they so beautiful.
One of the many little things we would miss if gone, but never notice while here.
» Posted By shelby On 06.07.2017 @ 7:51 pm
Mariposas. matched on both sides. made to look like eyes. just drift along. children enchanted. teens inspired. adults comforted. and elderly reminicing. the beauty and symbolism of butterflies remain a mystery to all but one must ask, why are they so beautiful.
» Posted By shelby On 06.07.2017 @ 7:50 pm
all the little details inside ones head are what make them who they are. its the little things like what they like to eat or there favorite color that ppl can learn and copy but the way one views the world is what makes them unique
and i believe that time universe infinity are consepts that differ among everyone.
» Posted By shelby On 06.06.2017 @ 5:18 pm
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» Posted By shelby On 10.17.2016 @ 8:50 am
I wish I knew more about being a gardener. My thumb is not green by any means. How is master gardener a real thing?
» Posted By Shelby On 02.08.2016 @ 5:44 pm
i was held captive by his slow beating heart. We walked slowly into forever and he guided me slowly into eternity.
» Posted By Shelby On 10.19.2015 @ 1:48 pm
There are those who believe in something, and those who do not. I am one of those who wishes I can, but I can’t. There may have been a time I was hopeful, but no longer.
» Posted By Shelby On 04.27.2015 @ 2:03 pm
She was standing over me, looking down on me as if I had completely ruined her entire life. I wondered what she was thinking, in that brief moment, and if she knew what she looked like, staring at me just so. I supposed not, but her face was inches from mine and I couldn’t tell the difference between love and hatred.
» Posted By Shelby On 03.31.2015 @ 3:34 pm
Captivating and mesmorizing. The icing in enticing makes me want a cupcake…like really bad.
» Posted By shelby On 02.12.2015 @ 5:10 pm
Essential. What is essential? Is anything really that essential where we need to focus our life around it? I can only think of one thing that is essential: God. God gave and continues to give us life. Without God there is no life, there is no love, there is absolutely nothing. What is essential? Time to figure that out.
» Posted By Shelby On 02.01.2015 @ 2:54 pm
I wish so badly to be a Londoner. I’d prance around in my fit trainers and be classy, drinking champagne and tea. Pip Pip! Cheerio Ol’ Chap!
» Posted By shelby On 01.08.2015 @ 8:33 pm
My new, beautiful apartment in the magical land of Portland! I just moved to the great PNW and am renting an amazing apartment in the heart of downtown. I am grateful.
» Posted By shelby On 01.06.2015 @ 12:02 am
All I can think of is this word being said in a British accent. I blame the devastating number of hours I’ve spent watching the show Made in Chelsea. Eyyoo!
» Posted By shelby On 01.04.2015 @ 7:56 pm
Clean. Charcutterie. Not sure how to spell that, but now I’m hungry. Slate reminds me that I need to buy a couch for my empty apartment…because of the color.
» Posted By shelby On 01.01.2015 @ 10:54 pm
Farming. Classical profession. Simple folk, simple job, right?
Until automation took over and there were no farmers left. We became slaves to our robot overlords for food, begging for more every time, but they denied us. The bastards.
» Posted By Shelby On 11.09.2014 @ 10:18 pm
Farmers are hardworking folk. I mean, everyone needs farmers. Someone’s gotta grow the food, right? Raise the animals? etc.
Until the robots took over. Then no one had anything to do and we all died of ennui.
» Posted By Shelby On 11.09.2014 @ 10:14 pm
She was the epitome of beauty. The world seemed to stop as she walked into the ballroom. Her eyes lit up the room like the sun had just come up. Her smile was able to stop everyone in their tracks. She wore a long, red dress that fit her body perfectly.
» Posted By shelby On 10.15.2014 @ 5:53 pm
Words flying past, dodging me as they fly to the great unknown.. as I stood in the middle of the dusty road refusing to look back
» Posted By shelby On 10.01.2014 @ 7:32 am
Never has something hurt more than heartbreak. It sucks.
» Posted By Shelby On 09.30.2014 @ 6:59 am
They’re coming, they found our hiding place. There is still 17 ours before the annual purge is over…what do we do now?
» Posted By Shelby On 09.26.2014 @ 7:06 am
The window had a particularly small air duct next to it. I was sure I could fit through it. This was my way out, I was soon to be on my way home! I was free! I climbed on top of the chair and jumped to catch the sill of the duct. I almost fell but caught it in time. I lifted myself up and out of the window and ran. The fresh air felt so nice blowing in my hair. I ran and ran until my feet no longer were able to carry me.
» Posted By shelby On 06.18.2014 @ 3:00 pm
there was a stairway around the corner, complete with wrought iron railings. Janene ran her hand along it as she made her way down, biting her lip in nervousness as the anticipation simply built. She had no way of knowing how the evening would progress, but even she wasn’t about to test fate.
» Posted By Shelby On 04.05.2014 @ 3:34 pm
She was caught in the crossfire of it all. Her dad’s drunk stride and her mom’s anger misdemeanor. It felt like ice when she was struck with her dad’s fist.
» Posted By Shelby On 12.30.2013 @ 1:33 am
like life, ombre gets dark to light. sometimes life is dark but you have to wait and see the light. stick it out through the good times and bad.
» Posted By Shelby On 12.13.2013 @ 6:57 pm
life is nothing but improv. you never know what its gonna do. you just have to roll with the punches.
» Posted By Shelby On 12.10.2013 @ 8:40 pm
meanwhile, ashley was at home, awaiting the abuse she’d been getting for the passed 5 years. as she sat there, she thought of the times she had before her mom married him. she thought about her father and the way she looked up to him
» Posted By Shelby On 12.08.2013 @ 9:33 pm
What are plumes? Are they plums? I don’t know but I really love plums. Just kidding, I’ve never tried plums. But they look good. Like purple pears
» Posted By Shelby On 12.05.2013 @ 1:38 pm
Shapes are all around us. Everything is geometric. Triangles, squares, everything. It’s part of life. Math is part of life.
» Posted By Shelby On 12.04.2013 @ 1:24 pm
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I walked through the store seeing denim on the wall. I walked towards it and wondered how many types there were. I didn’t know why we needed so many different types of jeans, all you need is something to cover you up.
» Posted By shelby On 11.10.2013 @ 8:26 am