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i am lighter when i spend time with her. i may go to her when i am tired or sad or angry. But i see her and i know immedioatly that she will make me feel better The weight of pain and suffering is lifted off my chest, even if just for a bit, and i love her for it
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 03.10.2018 @ 1:49 pm
everyone calles her the comedian of the group. she always makes everyone laugh. shes good at that. making a joke here and there. bring smiles to people. but she is not smilimg herself. on the outside she is, but on the inside she is broken. she only wishes for the day when she can be truly happy, will it ever come?
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 03.09.2018 @ 6:21 am
its a necessity. with out conflict, there would be no connections with people. if someone’s relationship is all perfect. It is not a very deep relationship. Rather shallow, in fact. On muct use conflict to strengthen relationships.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 03.06.2018 @ 6:16 pm
There is n opening in his house, in his ceiling, and it lets the outside world in. It is where he goes every morning, just to see a fragment of the sky. sometimes it is blue, but sometimes is isn’t. the later re his favorite days. He can watch the storms brewing, and he loves it.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 03.03.2018 @ 7:56 am
their hearts were sewn together. It was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. They did not mean to become so connected. It simply happened and they could do nothing about it except let the heat from their bound hearts warm each other.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.25.2018 @ 1:28 pm
The sunlight shone through the stained glass window in the chapel. It created tiny pieces of rainbow that were scattered all over the floor and pews. She sat and looked up at the cross hanging in the front and the rainbows were strewn across her delicate face. They changed her brown eyes into a window to heaven.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.16.2018 @ 11:55 am
I sit in the corner booth. I hold my book in my hands and wonder at it. So many words. So many pages. Gosh, i think, gosh i love books. they are incredible. They are thier own world wrapped up in binding. what a wonderous thing a book is.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.13.2018 @ 12:45 pm
My mind stalks him. My mind is in love with him. It always thinks of him. Never stops. It’s always asks about him. Thinks about him. Since i knew him, he’s never left my mind. Or my mind has never left him. How unfortunate that I must stop.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.12.2018 @ 12:19 pm
My mind stalks him. My mind is in love with him. It always thinks of him. Never stops. It’s always asks about him. Thinks about him. Since i knew him, he’s never left my mind. Or my mind has never left him.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.12.2018 @ 12:17 pm
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strands of hair fell over her eyes. They were red, glowing in the sun, like a line of fire criss- crossing her face.
» Posted By That Scarlet One On 02.11.2018 @ 2:21 pm