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I am imprisoned by my thoughts. Do my friends really like me? Some don’t I think. I want to escape my bad thoughts. Fuck this is harder than I thought it would be. Escape.

» Posted By Staci On 05.02.2017 @ 8:26 am


To embellish is something I would not know, unfortunately I don’t know this word or use it well enough to write anything that makes sense about it other than this. I imagine it means to take a lot of.

» Posted By Staci On 02.24.2013 @ 2:07 pm


Now is the time to just go with it
Like realty just go with it
nothign can go wrong
at all
I don’t know what else to write about now
Now I have a headache and it sucks
okay done now

» Posted By Staci On 12.27.2012 @ 10:33 am


I see children having fun. It is recess time and the energy coming from the playground resonates from one child to another. There is no time to stop, just time to run, laugh, and play. Soon it will be time to head back inside and settle into the classroom environment. For now, energy will be released, excercise will take place, and screams will fill the ears of all those participating.

» Posted By Staci On 09.28.2011 @ 10:38 am


Sometimes I feel average. It actually is a big fear I have. Average in school, at a job (if I can get a job), average personality, it all just sounds awful. I look at so many of my friends who are above average people and it makes me wonder. Will I find people like this anywhere else if I’m such an average person? How do I convince myself that I am not average. How much external support do I really need to believe in myself? Being average in certain areas probably isn’t that bad, it’s probably normal. But I need one above average thing

» Posted By Staci On 09.15.2011 @ 6:30 pm


the punch was spiked you could tell. the butterball turkey set on the table and everyone stumbledl. thanksgiving at my house. the punch was spiked. what can you do.

» Posted By staci On 11.30.2010 @ 4:18 pm


the black hawk came down without any hesitation. it was scary, sad, surreal. finally, it was over, and we all knew they were no more.

» Posted By Staci On 06.08.2010 @ 9:08 pm


I am a pillar truth. I am a pillar of wisdom. I stand tall and proud, a name to be told to the nations, a name that is my own, that was given to me me by God. I am a pillar, unmovable, unfathomable, unknown. I am a pillar.

» Posted By Staci On 05.26.2010 @ 9:19 pm


If this was something I had I think I would take it. Of course that would vary with what exactly it was. Thus the offer could define the choice in life. Depending on what life offers you, your path could change and the road you wander down could change dramatically.

» Posted By Staci On 05.12.2009 @ 8:59 pm


give. the art og giving. give something meaningful to people. to make them feel good. and once you give, your heart soars. it’s compassionate.

the end.

» Posted By staci On 12.25.2008 @ 9:42 am


Remember those that love you and those that you love. Don’t ever forget those that have been nice to you or done things for you that no one else would have done. Remember to say your prayers and remember that God should always be first in your life. Remember that those that hurt you may not realize that they hurt you but they did…and you must always remember to forgive them for what they did.

» Posted By Staci On 02.01.2009 @ 12:04 pm


there are sidewalks along most streets. A lot of the time they have cracks, gum, and all other assortment of things on it. They are like guidelines, that lead people where they really need to go and it allows them to avoid getting hit by cars and other things. They are not for bicyclists though…fucking bicyclists. Thinking they own the sidewalks.

» Posted By Staci On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


Shade. a Cool, quiet area of under the tree. Where you mediate, read a book, or just sit there. Thinking about what life is about.

» Posted By staci On 04.11.2009 @ 9:16 pm


Wandering down a path, a guy saw a wolf. He jumped at the sight, and ran down the path. Soon, he found a old cabin, and hid, hoping the wolf won’t stalk him. Soon, he was rescued by a woodsman. Lived happily ever after.

» Posted By staci On 10.22.2008 @ 4:11 pm


A name of a boy whom I used to know
Elyse’s exboyfriend. He was really funny and we used to talk with him on the phone together all the time. It was a lot of fun.

» Posted By Staci On 10.04.2009 @ 6:00 pm

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