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conflict follows her wherever she leads.
she argues with her boss over tedious tasks.
she argues with her mother over past due bills.
she argues with the cashier over pennies and dimes.
but conflict creates opportunity.
her boss gave her a raise.
her mother agreed to let her help pay bills.
her cashier finally agreed to keep the change.
» Posted By Abby On 03.05.2018 @ 2:10 pm
laying there, my gaze pointed to the sky.
i see nothing but rays from the bright sun as i lay there.
finally at peace.
laying there, my gaze pointed to the sky.
i see nothing but the starry night sky as i lay there.
finally at peace.
thanks for putting a skylight in my mausoleum.
» Posted By Abby On 03.04.2018 @ 3:28 pm
i am certain i love him.
he must be certain that he doesn’t love me.
i am certain i feel things for him that i’ve never felt before.
he must be certain that he is done feeling things for me.
» Posted By Abby On 02.26.2018 @ 11:57 am
late afternoon, maybe 2 o’ clock?
lots of happy kids.
“you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for this to happen.” he says.
“forever.” i reply.
if only forever lasted.
» Posted By Abby On 02.22.2018 @ 1:48 pm
frosty winter days.
the frigid climate almost unbearable for humans, but somehow
we still destroy the ecosystem.
polar bears. penguins.
loosing ice, loosing their homes.
if a force we couldn’t control started stealing our homes, we wouldn’t be very happy, would we?
» Posted By Abby On 02.19.2018 @ 8:02 pm
I want to have a homework pattern where I am consistent on doing and not procrastinating my homework.
» Posted By Abby On 01.08.2018 @ 11:21 am
I wish my walls were soudnproof so no one could hear my cries at night. I wish the walls of my mind weren’t so soundproof so that somebody could hear the pounding.
» Posted By Abby On 09.13.2017 @ 2:16 pm
My education doesn’t need to selective. What I want is for people to stop telling me that selective is better and that I need to be better to be selected. I don’t want to be selected I just want to be invited to learn.
» Posted By Abby On 08.29.2017 @ 3:24 pm
Monks are respectable becaues they show self control. The ultimate honor is being able to control the beast within ourselves and not the ability to control the outside world. It is pure power.
» Posted By Abby On 07.20.2017 @ 5:42 pm
What is known and what is not? WHat is fact and what is fiction? How do we know, and how do we know we know? What the meaning of knowing really? If things that were once thought were considered to be known, that how can we say the we know anything?
» Posted By Abby On 07.06.2017 @ 3:34 pm
SHe was my rival. Even though I realize that people don’t actually have rivals in real life, she was the closest thing to it. I almost wished to have a rival because she takes up all my anger, all my frustrations and channels it into one concentrated orb of hate.
» Posted By Abby On 06.20.2017 @ 4:43 am
Why nutrients again? Somehow, when the clock’s hand passes a day in one part of the world, it remains in the very same day in the other half. Times and time zones zap across, squiggling over borders and islands- somehow simplifying life (mainly webcalls!) and complicating the idea of time for second-graders. For example, a minute past midnight is considered morning. So how does the term “mid”night make sense? These concepts of day and night, noon and midnight, leap-year and New Year are purely human constructs created for ease of coordinating the globe and making sense of something they don’t understand. It’s fine to be in the construct, but make sure that you do know that there is something beyond our structures of time. That time and this world can be understood in a purely different possibility. That our construct is only one way of making sense of it all.. Just know the reasons why
» Posted By Abby On 06.15.2017 @ 10:15 pm
the ghosts of the past come back to haunt. chilling memories of those you loved, then lost.
a shiver travels down your spine, recalling the past- when it was a happier time.
» Posted By Abby On 05.18.2017 @ 5:21 pm
flapping wings, harmonious melodies spread through the breeze on otherwise silent spring days, flashes of color throughout the green foliage, graceful movement throughout the skies. music portrayed in living form.
» Posted By Abby On 05.15.2017 @ 8:47 pm
hunger, desperation. striving for something that may not be there. love, money, food, attention. you crave these things, you search desperately for these things. whether your starvation will be cured or not is all up to the cruel goddess of fate.
» Posted By Abby On 05.14.2017 @ 11:49 am
beautiful sands and a flowing sea, the tide lapping at your toes. crabs scattering on the soft sands. the moon rising over the horizon, replacing the setting sun.
» Posted By Abby On 05.11.2017 @ 7:29 am
An anthem is something that can represent the pride that an organization or something has. The national anthem represents how proud Americans are of their country, and how they respect the men and women who fight to keep our country safe and free.
» Posted By Abby On 05.10.2017 @ 8:48 pm
I heard the anthem over the roars and cheers. It was faint, but it still struck my heart. It shouldn’t have…I don’t know why it did. Any patriotic feelings I had held for my country vanished over a year ago. But in this moment…my future uncertain as it is, whatever unknown that’s waiting for me on the other side of that wall, has made me nostalgic…
» Posted By Abby On 05.10.2017 @ 5:37 am
I wasn’t moving.
I wasn’t thinking.
I wasn’t loving.
I wasn’t caring.
I don’t think anything else of significance happened anywhere on the planet in that sixty seconds that I watched him die.
I couldn’t move.
» Posted By Abby On 12.23.2016 @ 3:45 pm
it was very specific. This one word prompt. Every single letter was full of detail, the typography popped right off the page with an unidentifiable powerful emotion.
» Posted By abby On 10.31.2016 @ 9:32 pm
Violet. The color violet is often overlooked. It is mistaken for its cousin, purple. But violet is its own color, and has its own nature. My name is Violet, and I am my own person.
» Posted By abby On 04.18.2016 @ 2:16 am
aw hell no. I’m not a writer. I don’t even know what lured me into thinking I could do this. I guess it was when I was in songwriting and we had to write about one word each day. I thought maybe it would help me be more creative in my business.
» Posted By Abby On 03.02.2016 @ 10:57 am
well this isn’t much
but i just wanted to say
i love the you
the you that spins when you’re happy
the way you make
me spin round
when i’m sad
and when the world feels as though it has stopped
it is you that-
you make it go round
» Posted By Abby On 01.17.2016 @ 10:05 am
Something you are forcing me to become. How can I not be confident when your constant praises are circling round my head. “You’re so smart. You’re so beautiful. I am so in love with who you are.” I had nothing like this before. How much confidence you have brought me.
» Posted By Abby On 01.14.2016 @ 9:52 pm
Time is up. 365 days wasted. Year after year, the same damn thing happens. I never manage to be productive or get out of my house. I’m too afraid of what might be out there. 2015 is done and I’ve wasted yet another good year.
» Posted By Abby On 01.03.2016 @ 4:39 am
“DONE!” I yelled after finishing all of the hot dogs, This was the third year in a row that I looked over only to be beaten by Jerry, the best hotdog eater in town. I wasn’t sure whether I should give up after feeling this disappointment year after year. I guess I just didn’t have the speed and agility to finish all the hot dogs first.
» Posted By Abby On 01.03.2016 @ 4:36 am
“DONE!” I yelled after finishing all of the hot dogs, This was the third year in a row that I looked over only to be beaten by Jerry, the best hotdog eater in town.
» Posted By Abby On 01.03.2016 @ 4:34 am
this word means like sometime is blurred or you dont reallly rember what happend and it means vison is bad and blury and you cant really see or know and your vison is very bad and it got really blury and you cant really see.
» Posted By Abby On 12.16.2015 @ 10:31 am
in the forest you see a world. a secret one. worlds of wonders and secrets that no one will know. your life is one step ahead in this majestic place and nothing can slow it down, slow you down. life is moving in fast motion.
» Posted By Abby On 11.02.2015 @ 9:04 am
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Forest. Electric Forest. My favorite place of all time. Its where my soul longs to return, Its where I feel complete. Its where you find yourself and loose yourself all at the same time. Its where mutual understanding (without knowing each other) meets beauty of the music and nature. Its where I found myself when my world crashed. Its home.
» Posted By Abby On 11.01.2015 @ 8:13 pm