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Silverware is important to the process of preparing and consuming meals. It saves us from unnecessary mess and disruption.
» Posted By Sierra On 11.18.2018 @ 10:48 pm
All of the different corners of my mind, everything interwoven. Somewhere are my memories before you but they have been overshadowed by the ones since. Slowly, new faces and sensations of touch interlace but the thoughts of you are fire to my soul. Singeing everything in your wake.
» Posted By Sierra On 01.25.2017 @ 1:30 pm
At the end, you wrote me, telling me that one of the things you would miss most about me is the way I would stare at you with that blissful look on my face. On my side, I remember sitting at many a dark restaurant table, moody lighting and a tangible spark permeating the air. Always nonchalant, I would look away from your warm brown eyes. Just to feel your eyes on me, admiring the lines of my face, the curve of my collar bone– one of your favorite of my features.
» Posted By Sierra On 01.24.2017 @ 9:46 am
» Posted By Sierra On 01.24.2017 @ 9:44 am
At the end, you wrote me, telling me that one of the things you would miss most about me is the way I would stare at you with that blissful look on my face. On the other side of things, I remember sitting at many a dark restaurant table, moody lighting and a tangible spark permeating the air. Always nonchalant, I would look away from your warm brown eyes. Just to feel your eyes on me, admiring the lines of my face, the curve of my collar bone– one of your favorite things.
» Posted By Sierra On 01.24.2017 @ 9:39 am
The red hue was impossible to miss, all grouped together in the chaos if the ktichen. It was a fishbowl; the flashes of red, white, and the overwhelming aroma of burgers and fries. That’s right, you’re at In-N-Out Burger. The only place you can go to see the flashes of red aprons tagged with over sized apron pins amidst the craze over animal fries.
» Posted By Sierra On 09.20.2016 @ 11:13 am
Bullets. Ricochet…..everywhere it seems. When will it take America to see that bullets do more than instill pride within themselves. They hurt. They kill. They cause the very pain that pride covers. Get rid of them. Let them ricochet out my life.
» Posted By Sierra On 04.04.2016 @ 5:46 pm
I take a step back and try to see things from a broader spectrum. Am I in the wrong? Is it everybody else that has it wrong? What if everyone is wrong. And there really is no right. And we all live our lives according to different beliefs, different gods, different
» Posted By Sierra On 02.02.2016 @ 9:16 am
sleep. relaxed. being at peace for a moment. forgetting about the troubles of the day and being entirely with yourself. time alone. mental health.
» Posted By sierra On 04.23.2015 @ 11:37 am
Reminds me of every test I took in high school. It has a lot to show of someone, but nothing at all. I think of my failings compared to others and I see myself as a greater one. Not following my dreams was my biggest failure.
» Posted By Sierra On 10.01.2014 @ 10:54 pm
I feel like a nobody when I call my friends and they don’y answer. I feel like a nobody when my boyfriend breaks up with me with no real explanation. I feel like a nobody when I have so much to give and I give it all and don’t get anything in return. I feel like a nobody when my parents kick me out of my room. I feel like a nobody. I am a nobody.
» Posted By Sierra On 08.05.2014 @ 6:17 pm
Oh what a joy it is to wake up every morning and go out in my boat. Nothing around me but blue sky’s and open water. Alone with my thoughts… But oh no! My thoughts. They take a turn for the worst. All of a sudden I am imagining this huge monster fish, it’s coming for me. It’s crazy. How is it that my thoughts can trigger such actions ? Right as I think that a voice says, ” because you are the fisherman”. The what? “The fisherman” it says again. “The fisherman of all fishermen, what ever you think happen to any fisherman alone oht in open water.
» Posted By Sierra On 07.06.2014 @ 6:52 pm
The rafters of the roof creaked. I straightened up in my bed, blinking away the sleep. I looked out the window, only to see the shining of the streetlights. A shadow passed over the window. “Casper…?” I murmured. And there he was, his paws gently tapping the window to be let in.
» Posted By Sierra On 07.02.2014 @ 10:20 pm
Lining up the shot, Alex bent over the pool table. She gently pulled the smooth pool stick back and followed through the shot. The multi-colored triangle shattered, making pieces fly all over the table. Three disappeared into deep depths of the pockets. From behind her, cheers exploded.
» Posted By Sierra On 06.17.2014 @ 3:26 pm
I’m not really sure what a decadence is, but I feel like it applies to how I am percieved by my family. I am a decadence on their own lives, a decline in their morals, lifestyle, and image. I am gently being shoved off a cliff, barely balancing myself on the side before tipping into darkness.
» Posted By Sierra On 06.10.2014 @ 11:13 am
Not able to be known either at the current moment or at any time in the future or the past.
» Posted By Sierra On 05.20.2014 @ 8:57 am
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» Posted By sierra On 05.05.2014 @ 10:51 am
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» Posted By sierra On 05.05.2014 @ 10:50 am
place to go to praise the lord. a place free of judgement and a place of safety. a place of angles. a place to sing. a place to play and most of all the place to go that always has food
» Posted By sierra On 04.03.2014 @ 4:23 pm
Compensate? Compensate for what? My hellish life, barren, broken, battered? My lack of morals, judgement, emotions? I can’t compensate with things I don’t have.
» Posted By Sierra On 02.20.2014 @ 9:26 pm
He disected me one by one. He removed my appendages with such love and care, I was just left there, lying on the bed. My thumping heart was still. I was nothing but a beating heart in a chest and that was perfectly alright. He took me apart and only he could piece me back together.
» Posted By Sierra On 02.01.2014 @ 3:33 pm
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» Posted By sierra On 01.28.2014 @ 8:00 am
I stood there in the kitchen, a laddle in one hand and the mix in the other hand. I just stared, blank. “I can’t cook anything to safe my life,” I whispered to myself. I took the overcooked ramen to the sink and slowly poured it down the drain, my head shaking disapprovingly.
» Posted By Sierra On 10.26.2013 @ 10:42 am
my intent was never to hurt you, she said. yeah right, i’m saying now. I can’t help but question your intent because you really did hurt me. but the worst part about this all is that it wasn’t your intent. you didn’t mean to. and i didn’t mean to but i’m still left here broken and you’re out in the world happy and stuff. its not fair.
» Posted By Sierra On 07.03.2013 @ 3:44 pm
It’s not done. Come on, what’s this? Look at all this is lacking. Just great. What am I to do without the total package I need for this? But wait, without it’s everything, it’s something on it’s own. Something incomplete, but unique.
» Posted By Sierra On 06.21.2013 @ 3:00 pm
it’s hard to listen when there are so many thoughts of your own begging to be heard. but if youre only listening to yourself, you’ll only know your world. never experiencing it with another, never understanding or connection. life can get lonely.
» Posted By Sierra On 03.24.2013 @ 9:02 pm
Something I think I’m good at , I wish others could hear how I’m listening, I’m there doing more then what they think I’m doing, do I see them do I see what there talking about, do I feel for them? Or am I just making them think I am?
» Posted By Sierra On 03.24.2013 @ 3:26 pm
Love is eternal. At least, I’d like to think so. Being eternally engrossed with love for another is something that a lot of people dream about, however, there are a lot of people who don’t. Is love eternal? Does it even exist?
Is anything really eternal?
» Posted By Sierra On 03.14.2013 @ 1:57 am
Heads, or tales? It’s one or the other. Yes, or no. You want him, or you don’t. Why is it so hard to choose?
» Posted By Sierra On 03.11.2013 @ 6:20 pm
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It felt like she was withering away from me, like a snake. As soon as I opened my mouth, her eyes turned dark and her skin was pale. I couldn’t think of anything else to do or say, and before I knew it she was gone. She withered away from me like ash in the wind, and I felt like I would never see her again.
» Posted By Sierra On 03.11.2013 @ 12:56 am