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Medical personnel working in an emergency，they are not doctors，but they also can help patients.Most workplaces are in ambulances and emergency vehicles.They provide out of hospital care and mild diagnosis. And some of them do it in the hospital.
» Posted By Yolanda On 02.26.2019 @ 6:15 am
I looked back at what my life was. What had i Accomplished. So many things i wish i could have done but now time has run out. My life all seems meaningless now, it was just a blur. A blur of regrets and mistakes, of what ifs and maybes. It wasnt enough.
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.23.2014 @ 1:36 pm
I looked back at what my life was. What had i Accomplished. So many things i wish i could have done but now time has run out. My life all seems meaningless now, it was just a blur
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.23.2014 @ 1:34 pm
Life is a prank in itself.
We stymble thourgh it blindly trying to find our way,
But mostly we fail miserably
The joke is on us, because it turned to ash long ago
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.22.2014 @ 1:39 pm
Everything I am is everything she is; from soft delicate hands to the smooth velvety skin and almost perfect teeth. I owe everything i am to her yet i will never a mere shadow of who she was. You see i am a clone of her, a faded memory, a half remembered dream. try as i might will never really be her.
» Posted By Yolanda On 10.24.2013 @ 2:48 pm
i have never been what you would call the affectionate type, even as kid. When my mother would shower me with kisses I would often squirm and wriggle my way out of her embrace.
» Posted By Yolanda On 10.23.2013 @ 4:27 pm
I asked her what she meant by she saw it coming.
“I dont get it, you saw what coming?”
“This” She said through a fit of giggles.
I stood there baffled by her odd behaviour, never had I met anyone with such an ever changing mood.
» Posted By Yolanda On 10.21.2013 @ 3:33 am
The contents of this story are based on a true story.
My best friend of 11 years just filed for separation.
She the one who would never dare give up on us has put us in the maybe box.
The heartache feels a lot like I have her. And i have.
Nothings can undo the cracks that I now see before me in the mirror, no amount of cleaning, wiping, crying, screaming and begging will fix this.
the cracks are so deeply embedded into the very foundation of who we are that I don’t even know where to begin.
How do let go of something you never thought you would lose. How do you become accustomed to losing a friend, a sister, the belt toy our jeans that has always held you up when you need.
Given you direction when you thought for sure you’d taken the right turn but somehow managed to get yourself so lost that you couldn’t see way out.
how do you erase the the memories that plastered on your wall, in every smile you see, in every conversation that passes your lips and every thought that enters your mind.
I guess the answer is you don’t.
You just simply breathe and let go.
» Posted By Yolanda On 08.06.2013 @ 4:30 pm
Sat on my pillow was a gift. It was wrapped in a white box and had a golden bow on top. I knew who it was from but the question was did i want to open it? Id been so mad at him when I left for my mother’s last week and I honestly thought that it was over, even accepted it. Opening it would mean I would taking more than a few steps back. We werent sixteen any more and cute gifts neatly wrapped just wasnt going to cut it this time, this kind of damage was beyond that. I let go of breath I wasnt aware I’d been holding and turned around to leave.
“Arent you going to open it?”
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.09.2013 @ 2:45 pm
She had a wistful look in her eyes.
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.08.2013 @ 2:02 am
It manifested in the form of a fist against his flesh. Her rage had bubbled to the surface of her being, consuming her like a hot flame and blinding with her with its ferocity. And just as quickly it as engulfed her, it dissipated leaving behind a hazy smoke of realisation, she gasped as the consequences of her actions truly sunk in and it dawned on her. She would not make it till tomorrow.
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.05.2013 @ 9:49 am
I look at the world you created and I wonder. is this what you had intended for mankind? And surely sacrificing us and erasing the faults that came deeply embedded in our bones would have far more merciful as opposed to letting those you call your children, tear apart the world you so lovingly created for them.
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.01.2013 @ 4:01 pm
My mother used to sing me lullabies to help me sleep. As a kid I used to have bad nightmares and that was the only way I could ever fall asleep. Her voice would would wash over me and wrap me in a cocoon of warmth and slowly my eyelids would become too heavy for me to keep open and eventually I would succumb to a nightmare-less sleep.
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.20.2013 @ 3:44 am
I don’t know how else to start this, so here we go.
I am in love with you. I have been since the first moment I laid eyes on your beautiful brown eyes framed so perfectly by your thick black lashes. I got so lost in their depths, I thought for sure I would drown. But I have no problem with that you see, because getting lost in your eyes is one step closer to get lost in your soul and I want to know you, every part of you intimately. Even the parts you try to hide from the rest of the world because you fear rejection. Know this, I could never reject any part of you because like i said I am in love with you.
Signed with all the love my heart could possibly give
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.18.2013 @ 2:48 pm
since I could remember, all ever wanted to be was a rocker. I wanted to up on the stage singing my heart out, giving it everything I had and leaving it all on that stage. I could imagine the crowd cheering me on, as I’d sing on about the things i’d seen and felt. But now i don’t see much, at all actually. I’m blind, have since I was 10.
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.16.2013 @ 6:34 am
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.23.2013 @ 10:02 am
Auburn reminds me of autumn. The colour the leaves turn before they fall to the ground lifeless. Autumn is my favourite season, you see. It gives me any excuse to wear my favourite scruffy jumpers and fluffy and curl up on the sofa whilst watching reruns of Friends.
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.12.2013 @ 3:26 pm
Beer. I cant stand the taste, it leaves unpleasant taste in my mouth as i struggle to swallow it and keep it down. why would anyone choose to drink this?
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.07.2013 @ 12:38 pm
Brick by brick. That’s how a relationship is built. Be it a friendship, a romantic relationship or that between a mother and her child. Nothing happens overnight, it all takes time.
» Posted By Yolanda On 03.23.2013 @ 6:19 am
Winged. My eyes could not understand. He had wings, much like those I had seen in so many paintings in the cathedrals. So it was true. Angels walked among us.
» Posted By Yolanda On 03.22.2013 @ 1:55 am
beware of what lurks in the shadows. beware of what lurks at night. beware of what the darkness conceals, beware of what it may reveal. beware it doesn’t consume you. be ware that you don’t get lost.
» Posted By Yolanda On 03.21.2013 @ 7:03 am
I speak about lots of things. Good things, bad things. I love to speak to different people about many different things. I speak what is on my mind. I speak about what is important to me.
» Posted By Yolanda On 01.26.2013 @ 8:18 pm
towers stretch above me when i suddenly see him up there, about to jump. i cant help it i scream into the wind, theres nothing i can do and i breaks me inside. the wind lifts him off the tower and then into the sky he falls in piles of peach blossom.
» Posted By yolanda On 09.11.2012 @ 3:12 pm
my husband is an adviser in his office. One of his job desk is make a press release.
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.12.2012 @ 4:07 am
separate lives does not interest me. Being with a friend or life partner and being together is what makes the world tick. Work on togetherness and fight not to separate
» Posted By Yolanda On 05.02.2012 @ 6:54 pm
The princess is hidden in the castle away from prying eyes. The knights and court all gather round to hear the King’s proclamation. The loyal guards and kinsmen stand ready and at arms, the peasants and nobles alike all stand in awe.
» Posted By Yolanda On 10.19.2011 @ 8:24 pm
i miss my best friend. she lives and goes to school in another state. we talk alot but its not the same seeing her face or being able to get a hug. i miss her so much i wish people would understand exactly how it feels to have your go to person your friend for advice about things and life and everything you couldnt go to your significant other with be sooo far away. it sucks! big time!
» Posted By yolanda On 08.19.2011 @ 9:56 pm
How crazy is it when you start out in one little situation and then all of a sudden it goes off into wild tangents and becomes something so bad or “severe”. For example when you tell your friend what another friend said in no specific tone, and they take it for something completely out of context and it ends up becoming a huge problem.
» Posted By Yolanda On 04.14.2011 @ 7:44 am
I enjoy scarves but my favorite are made of silk..My pet is the one I bought in Paris and still have as a treasure draped around my neck like a medal. It makes me feel strong and priviledged. Overs I have are for whimsy or displays of mood. I enjoy them almost as much as hats
» Posted By Yolanda On 07.17.2008 @ 11:00 am
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yellow, with grey trimming and gold threads weaved inside, cool for the winter in chicago. cannot be used in florida as it is too hot, made with wool or woven by crochet.
» Posted By yolanda On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am