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movies, relaxing, fun, scary, drama, romantic, love, family time, date night, noisy, crowded, expensive, popcorn, comfy chairs, previews, sour patch kids candy

» Posted By Shelley On 01.30.2019 @ 11:16 am


Lyrical melodies to guide your day. It’s the thing that pulls everything together and tells the story. It also embodies positivity and hope. It sings of action and creativity.

» Posted By Shelley On 12.28.2018 @ 12:03 pm


My husband loves to golf. During the summer, he usually golfs every Wednesday afternoon with my dad, his dad, and a few friends. He also golfs during the weekends quite a bit. Golfing is a bit expensive but I’m glad he found something he enjoys.

» Posted By Shelley On 01.17.2017 @ 2:18 pm


drip drip drip, they keep falling, there was no end. each drop was another poisoned thought pouring out of her insecure mind. they burned a path down her cheek, branding a strong stinging sensation that felt like the whip of his words clashing against her. her face was heating up and fire inside her was silently raging. there was no storm that could put it out.
drip drip drip

» Posted By Shelley On 01.24.2016 @ 11:27 pm


im so lonely and depressed. confidence isnt a word in my dictionary anymore and i dont even now what im doing with my life anymore. i wish someone would care for me and if not then it seems better for me to just die. some days are good and other make me feel like a piece of trash thats just lying on the ground as other people pass by and look at it once and then keep walking. but thats life i guess and i dont want to complain too much or ill feel guilty about it and then emotionally and mentally punish myself more. i hope things get better but i dont know if theres any hope anymore for me

» Posted By Shelley On 01.13.2016 @ 10:09 pm


It was the root. Leaves branched out of it. All connected. Just like the world. A big tree. With its connections and branches stuck to the stem. The stem anchored by the root. May the root never fade. The connection never lost

» Posted By Shelley On 08.26.2015 @ 2:31 pm


The sky was dark. The moon no where to be seen. The night was illuminated by a raging orange and red. Angry flames engulfed the house on the corner of the street. Screams, shouts, cries.

No escape

» Posted By Shelley On 08.23.2015 @ 9:52 pm


Charity something we can all use.A little of to make our envied not more conducive to any situation. Love is defines charity.

» Posted By Shelley On 08.31.2014 @ 8:50 am


we join in fear or in strength we join in hope and peace we gather to lead we gather to feed all who need fed be it physical hunger we end or emotional we gather to feed we gather for peace

» Posted By Shelley On 07.30.2013 @ 3:57 pm


Not a direct comment, just mention something in passing, It couldn’t be too important if you only mention it and not state it idea directly.

» Posted By Shelley On 11.18.2012 @ 7:55 pm


The road patrol roster was lurking in the back of my mind. I knew it had to be done, but there were other, more pressing things I had to deal with. Thirty kids were waiting for me on the deck; I gathered the necessary bits of paper and set off.

» Posted By Shelley On 07.19.2012 @ 3:18 pm


My family has fractured. With the loss of the big trees, mom and dad, the branches have scattered like during a hurricane. The debris is all over the place. I am not sure how I feel about this.

» Posted By Shelley On 06.22.2012 @ 8:00 am


I am looking at a monitor right now.. wishing it was 17 inches instead of 14. Talking about monitors.. 60 seconds is a long time to think about a word like this. I haven’t a clue as to what else I should be writing.

» Posted By Shelley On 05.22.2012 @ 6:58 pm



» Posted By Shelley On 02.26.2012 @ 11:56 am


sitting in front of a log fire, steam rising from my rain soaked clothing, mug of hot chocolate in hand and you at my side, all is right with the world

» Posted By shelley On 10.22.2011 @ 2:30 pm


Far away in a place where imagination runs wild and people live to frolic and fantasize. I dream of it. Up in the sky where someone resides… someone I have yet to meet. A castle. A dream. A love from far away.

» Posted By shelley On 10.19.2011 @ 9:50 pm


ummmmm…. idk what to say about this word. it starts with a p… then an o… then an r.. then a t. it’s the word port. yep. i think it has to do with boats or somethin. or whine

» Posted By shelley On 09.22.2011 @ 2:13 pm


wall. brcks buiding around me a wall that no one can get throuhg. wanting to find someone to break it down. come find me. i dont ttink you can.

» Posted By Shelley On 08.09.2011 @ 10:25 am


My boss is a moron and makes me boiling mad. Fin.

» Posted By Shelley On 08.02.2011 @ 7:02 pm


She’s got a ticket to ride! She’s got a ticket to ride ride, she’s got a ticket to ride, and she don’t care. Version by the carpenters though. Did you Know that is the number one most recored song ever? Amazing!

» Posted By Shelley On 07.22.2011 @ 3:41 pm


Violet is a lighter shade of my favorite color. I would never wear violet, but brilliant purple i adore. Violet i would imagine would be a good color for sheets or bedding in a young girl’s room. But not to wear.

» Posted By Shelley On 07.21.2011 @ 10:32 pm


Assisted is a great word. Assisted is they way to get my sons out of bed. They need to be assisted out of bed every morning. I like to use a cold glass of water. They don’t lioke to be assisted out of bed. They like to stay there as long as possible. Being assisted out of bed is not the way to get out of bed at my house.

» Posted By Shelley On 07.05.2011 @ 7:06 am


her eyes were dark with eyeliner, she looked like a raccoon… all googly eyed. then she started to cry and the eyeliner ran down her face.

» Posted By shelley On 05.05.2011 @ 1:22 pm


My God do i hate styrofoam. Styrofoam attacks me everyday at work. It’s messy, stat-icky, and such a nuisance. It’s gets into everything and clings onto my skin and is such a pain to get off. I really don’t enjoy discovering styrofoam in my bra when i go to take a shower.

» Posted By Shelley On 04.23.2011 @ 12:31 am


Beautiful, relaxing, rich. It reminds me of the way a celebrity lives their life. But I think we can all live luxurious lives, whether it means material things or intelligence. Writing for example is luxurious to me. To know that someone is out there reading my stories becomes luxurious to my life.

» Posted By Shelley On 04.16.2011 @ 3:04 pm


The price of gasoline is skyrocketing. Soon, many people will have to forgo any trips but those deemed essential because their budgets won’t allow them to take any extra trips. I worry about how the increasing gas prices will increase inflation – all goods and services that rely on fuel are going to become more expensive.

» Posted By SHELLEY On 04.16.2011 @ 6:02 am


It is what we try to get to; it is where we want to be. How it is measured is different for each of us, but we shouldn’t use our measure for others. Win a race, make a goal, get to the end – where ever we get is personal. Sometimes just getting through is succes!

» Posted By Shelley On 04.05.2011 @ 10:37 am


Here is an example of how to read something;
Mary went to school on Thursday and bought some apples and a sheep and had fun with her friends which she ran into. They went to the mall and checked out boys all day long and then she got a really hot skater boy’s number and they dated and then they fell in love and married all because she bought apples. I’m stealing extra time hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah on you. on you. on you. <3 yeahhh what now suckers. <3 lololol. you suck you suck you suck. blah blah. i looove you. hahahahahahahah boomboom,.

» Posted By Shelley On 03.05.2011 @ 11:55 am


You always tell me about Mother. Her tinkling laugh, her rounded eyes, her golden, curling locks.
I think you’ve forgotten that I knew her too.
I remember when she sat by the fire, sewing Teddy’s ear back on. I watched her needle glimmer in the firelight. I watched her needle fall.
I think you’ve forgotten that I was there when she died.

» Posted By Shelley On 02.11.2011 @ 4:20 pm


I smell poison.
Rose thorns.
Your aura is sickening

» Posted By Shelley On 02.08.2011 @ 6:56 pm

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