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fallen

To have fallen, one must have risen first. Is a cycle that we do, for if we fall me must rise? As it is said, “they have fallen and must arise anew to become one again.” I forget who said it, but it was worth saying, and truly understanding. Do we understand or not?

» Posted By Tess On 07.01.2017 @ 10:59 pm

Silence has fallen. Favorite words from a favorite show. I just wish that they hadn’t come true. The year is 2020 TC, after the Time Council joined our league of planets. Who knew that the creators of that show had been so visionary?

» Posted By Tess On 07.01.2017 @ 10:55 pm

dash

Dashing through the snow. Christmas is over. It’s not that fun, honestly. I thought I would like it better once there were children in the picture. My sister’s kids are nuts. Particularly the oldest. I love him, but I am having a hard time having fun with them, and therefore my family. It’s exhausting. I’m glad to be back home.

» Posted By Tess On 12.30.2016 @ 9:44 am

steady

what am i saying that I’ve already said? why can I not speak twice? isn’t steady about consistency?
I was thinking about the earth, a cross-section of the dirt against the grass and sky. now I am not.

» Posted By Tess On 08.01.2016 @ 4:25 pm

again, to the earth. the dirt, a cross-cut of the ground and the grass and the animals and the sky. and the trees. especially the trees.

» Posted By Tess On 08.01.2016 @ 4:23 pm

line
surface earth dirt here comes the grass…. sprouting from the earth. Earth. that was a period. hm. i want to say… it’s gone now.

» Posted By Tess On 08.01.2016 @ 4:16 pm

younger

When I was younger, I liked pink. I don’t know why, but it was the age where most girls undergo the change from plain to hot pink or blue. There are two types of people who wear pink: The ones who it looks good in an the ones who don’t.

» Posted By Tess On 09.17.2015 @ 4:30 pm

witch

she was black dark ugly scary. something i saw in my soul, something i didn’t want to see, didn’t want to know. but i couldn’t stop looking at her; i couldn’t shift my eyes, couldn’t step away. i was scared she’d see me, scared she’d notice the look of recognition on my face. i didn’t want her to know that i knew what i knew.

» Posted By tess On 09.02.2015 @ 11:24 pm

freeway

Long is the road to the place where I began
Where there is roughness like the skin of a unshaven man
Or like the rocks that cut my feet that day by the beach
A highway
A road
A journey
To the centre

» Posted By Tess On 06.28.2015 @ 4:00 pm

attractive

If this word were ever brought into existence, as I fear that it might, oh what triviality and shallow values shall be associated with it, whether intentional or not. Such a beautiful word with beautiful connotations yet it would be twisted by humanity into something lacking worth.

» Posted By Tess On 06.18.2015 @ 3:17 pm

luxury

Well isn’t that the perfect word for the day after engaging in a conversation with my boyfriend about how pretentious he thinks I am. You know, I don’t see anything wrong with liking the finer things in life and I’m not going to apologise for it. I’m classy goddammit. Not pretentious.

» Posted By Tess On 06.17.2015 @ 5:06 pm

octave

What do I know about music? Almost nothing apart from the bands that I listen to, which people tell me is either too upbeat or simple. Yet, I went to his house and we talked about cellos. We drank wine and talked about guitar. And then we did something we shouldn’t have which ruined our friendship. At least I don’t miss you. That’s the great part.

» Posted By Tess On 06.16.2015 @ 7:41 pm

motorcycle

A hard fast trip to the edge of the road that falls into a pit of shame, despair and pain.
This is what she told me I’d find out here and I didn’t believe her.
I do now.
Taking a puff from my cigarette, I flick the ash into the wind and consider my next move

» Posted By Tess On 06.15.2015 @ 8:01 pm

Is dangerous, right? Or so my mother told me every single day of my life. And then continued to rub it in my face when I brought home my first serious boyfriend. And well, she was right to a degree because he turned out to be a total joke. Thank you mum.

» Posted By Tess On 06.15.2015 @ 5:36 pm

starry

it was a starry night, and she couldn’t be happier. the stars reminded her that her problems were small, that it didn’t really matter. it wasn’t a depression thing, like her family had dubbed it, but rather the opposite. it calmed her, and put things in perspective. suddenly maths tests didn’t matter and unfinished speeches were the least of her worries, and there wasn’t a better feeling.

» Posted By tess On 08.22.2014 @ 12:43 am

crossfire

In the middle. Unable to escape. They hate–each other, themselves, the world–but not me. Never me.
I am their downfall, but I can’t stop loving them.
Either of them.
Both of them.
I am left stuck in the crossfire.

» Posted By Tess On 12.29.2013 @ 9:16 pm

coma

It is passing out, it is what you can’t see or hear, it is what your friends endure carrying you to the emergency room and patiently waiting for you to wake up. Most of all it is the fear they feel when they see your eyelids closed and wonder if you will ever open them again.

» Posted By Tess On 12.22.2013 @ 2:50 pm

transmission

Transmission. Transmission has to do with cars. It’s a part of a car. Trans is a part f transmission. It makes me think of transportation. Mission is a part of transmission. It makes me think of spies and secret agents. Whenever I think of spies I’m always afraid that I’ll get killed in some magical way. It’s terrifying. So, yeah. That’s all I can really think of. This was fun. Thanks.

» Posted By Tess On 09.22.2013 @ 10:23 am

homeless

When one is homeless the world is constantly viewing them. Judging them as if the person who is without a home is compleatly at fault for the situation they are in. If one is homeless it does not merely mean they are lazy or unable to help themselves.

» Posted By Tess On 06.03.2013 @ 11:39 pm

electrocute

It sparked. But it wasn’t cute. She had waited and waited for decades, even minutes, for this moment and yet it fell flat. She felt hate. Towards him.

» Posted By Tess On 04.27.2013 @ 4:08 am

branch

The branch reached over my head and it gave me a strange sense of both comforting and threatening. It is weird how life has so many dualities. Like how I loathe you when I love you. Like how the moon is up when its bright out. Like the wisdom of youth.

» Posted By tess On 04.13.2013 @ 7:14 am

welfare

Jean was young, she didn’t know what it felt like to have something handed to her for a price and not worry about it. She didn’t know what new clothes felt like

» Posted By Tess On 04.11.2013 @ 10:01 am

salesman

person who would do anything use any ways to sell a product. pretend to be interesyed and charming. fa

» Posted By tess On 02.07.2013 @ 10:01 pm

baby

he was a man that you could never believe was a child. never once was he held tender to a breast, cooed gently to sleep. no. he was much too harsh to have ever been shown love. i pitied and admired him. for not knowing love held him in reverence to all those around, and built him up, strong as stone.

» Posted By tess On 01.29.2013 @ 9:55 pm

politician

most are lying cheating bastards and don’t deserve the money they have. they are not fit to make decisions for people because they do not live similar lives or have to deal with the same kind of problems

» Posted By tess On 01.09.2013 @ 7:19 pm

must

It’s too controlling.
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» Posted By Tess On 01.07.2013 @ 5:45 pm

Must is you have to, you have no choice.
It’s controlling.
It’s usually not your choice, it’s somebody else telling you you have to do this.
bad thoughts

» Posted By Tess On 01.07.2013 @ 5:43 pm

fire

The fire inside me burned fierce and strong. I was determind to do this – no matter what the cost. Wih a deep breath I braced myself, getting in the starting position. My right foot expertly positioned in frony of my left. “Get ready” called the metallic voice over the loudspeaker. A resounding BANG emanated around us, signalling the race had begun. My feet started moving before my brain did. Here we go – the race of a lifetime.

» Posted By Tess On 12.25.2012 @ 8:49 pm

five

Five fingers, five toes. Five people in my family. I started school when I was five. I have owned five horses. I went to high school for five years. I studied veterinary science for five years. Five is a special number for me. Pity my OCD means I hate odd numbers.

» Posted By Tess On 12.17.2012 @ 12:54 pm

due

It was due. My life, it was due, but who would collect? Would it be someone of great good or one that would haunt me for all of eternity? I will soon find out.

» Posted By Tess On 12.16.2012 @ 10:27 pm

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