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Security. A three syllable word. Someone once told me that the only thing you need in life is security. Maybe that’s why now, at the ripe age of 22, I’m ending all of this. The security of an old blanket might help me now. After all I have been through, never have I had security. Well that’s a lie. I found solace and security in him. But now that he’s left to an eternal ending, I have no security. My parents were not very securing. Not in the least. My friends never made me feel safe and warm. The only thing was him. Since he has been gone, I have been so inspired. I have written poetry, I have painted my living room, I even launched a new website for my writing. But what’s being inspired to a flake of snow. I’ll never amount to a success, for it cannot happen. As I lay this dagger into myself, I prove one last time that I cannot do anything right.

» Posted By Alley On 03.30.2014 @ 9:01 am


It’s very interesting, you see. How bloodshed ensues. People get angry, a common, human emotion that everyone experiences. Easily contained, right?

Not in cases such as these, where revenge is wanted.

» Posted By Alley On 07.21.2011 @ 10:08 am


the policy to eat all your food on your plate, created by parents, has cause children to become obese.

» Posted By Alley On 03.21.2011 @ 7:13 pm


There was a nun seating on the bench in the crowded mall. She had no expression on her face just

» Posted By Alley On 08.02.2010 @ 10:04 am


She was near the end of the road and did not know what direction to take. Everything now was not as clear as it was just days ago.

» Posted By Alley On 07.30.2010 @ 6:47 am


Happy days on the beach watching the sun reflect off the water. Wet face from the shower. Shimmering cheeks in the car. Tim laughs. Says you sparkle. Store bought glow. Chance to reflect the water.

» Posted By alley On 03.20.2009 @ 8:33 pm


I hated crying, it was a sign of weakness, girl’s look for guys who show they can protect them, not guys who shed a tear over every little dramatic story. I’ve been through a lot of rough relationships, girls who don’t appreciate me for my sensitivity. But, there’s this one girl, I think, just maybe, that she might be the one. She’s never laughed at me for crying, only wrapped me in a loving, comforting embrace as if to say ‘it’s okay, I understand’

» Posted By alley On 07.05.2009 @ 8:10 am


I was born in october. About 18 years ago. I just learned of this fact, for about 12 years, my birthday was celebrated in july. It was a day I’d declared for myself, A day that I felt was the perfect birthday, better than some random day in october, the birthday that my weak excuse for parents gave me.

» Posted By alley On 07.03.2009 @ 8:47 am

I was born in october. About 18 years ago. I just learned of this fact, for about 12 years, my birthday was celebrated in july. It was a day I’d declared for myself, A day that I felt was the perfect birthday, better than some random day in october, the birthday that my weak excuse for parents gave me.

» Posted By alley On 07.03.2009 @ 8:45 am


I never liked going to movies. The seats were too crowded, the floor was sticky, the smell of popcorn made me nauseous. Why was I going to one today? Why was I risking a paranoid meltdown? Love. The girl I loved asked me to go to a movie to her today. I can’t believe I agreed, but I would do anything for her, anything to get her to realize, I love her, more than I’ve loved anyone in my entire life. I wish she’d figure it out.

» Posted By alley On 06.21.2009 @ 7:22 am

sometimes I feel like my life is a movie, taht everyday, everyone is watching me, judging me, rating me, based on their levels of interest, what they expect of me. I feel like, no matter what, I will never please anyone, and the harder I try, the more I end up pleasing no-one. It’s hard, when you know that everyone, everyday, is watching your everymove. It almost makes me paranoid, scared that one day, I’ll mess up and I won’t be able to fix the problem

» Posted By alley On 06.21.2009 @ 7:18 am


I needed to close my eyes, just for a minute. rest, they always said it was important. I hesitated, then curled up on the ground, underneath a tree. An hour of rest wouldn’t hurt. I could continue my search after that. Yawning wildly, I closed my eyes, still highly aware of everythign around me, unable to fully shut down and get good sleep.

» Posted By alley On 06.19.2009 @ 12:15 pm


I was suffocating, slowly no one knew. My brother’s weren’t leaving me alone, school was getting intense, my dreams, they were getting worse. NO one knew, no one understood, my life was suffocating me, there was no way out. EAch day got harder and harder. soon, I wouldn’t ever be able to reverse the damage that had been done. I wondered, how long would it take someone to understand what was going on. How long until someone helped me

» Posted By Alley On 06.19.2009 @ 8:29 am


It’ll only take one match. One second, no guessing. This life, this mistake, could be over, I would finally be free. All I had to do was strike the match, and watch my old house go up in flames. One hesitation, and they would find me. I’d have to run as soon as the house went up, every thing is lost if they catch me. If they find out I did this. With one quick breath, I struk the match, and watched my life change forever.

» Posted By alley On 08.14.2009 @ 2:29 pm


Her favorite pasttime is dancing. Every time I see her, she’s twirling around, or trying to prefect her jump. If I can’t find her at her house, she’s at the dance studio a mile away. She doesn’t drive there, nor does she walk there, she dances to and from the studio, every day. It’s all she’s ever doing. Some say, dance is her one true love. I hope that it isn’t true, that some day, she’ll notice me the way I notice her.

» Posted By alley On 08.14.2009 @ 8:40 am


I wasn’t ready for this. The day she came in and told me, about her being pregnant, I think I died slightly. We were young, we were stupid, neither of us were ready for this. Despite my fear, I stood beside her, held her hand through the entire thing. now, I couldn’t be happier. My baby, my infant, my ballerina. I love her more than anything, except for her mother of course.

» Posted By alley On 07.27.2009 @ 5:44 pm


It was pulling me down, weighing me down. Everything was so much harder to do. Like gravity, the guilt of what I’d done kept me grounded, made me a prisoner. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move. Every moment was spent thinking about what I’d done, how I was going to fix it, what I could do to make it right.

» Posted By alley On 07.26.2009 @ 6:03 am


it all started with one little fight. I’d had a few drinks, he wanted to leave, I wanted to dance. It’s all I ever want to do, dance, and all he wants to do is see me sober. I wasn’t drunk, but I was out of it enough that I couldn’t really think. I said things I didn’t want to say, that I should never say, and now it may be over between us, he hasn’t called me back in a week and I haven’t seen him at our usual hang outs.

» Posted By alley On 07.19.2009 @ 6:55 am


His heart was calm, much calmer than mine. My heart raced in my chest, causing my palms to sweat. He held me gently, stroking my hair, whispering in my ear, over and over. I tried to say the words back, but fear gripped my heart. Things were happening so fast, time was running out. Something bad was going to happen tonight. Something very bad. I couldn’t lose him, yet I couldn’t say “I love you”

» Posted By alley On 07.11.2009 @ 9:09 am

I could hear her heartbeat wildly in her chest. She was scared. Nervous. She clung to me for dear life. For some reason, she was scared, scared that something would happen to me. Scared that we were running out of time. She was also afraid to say the three little words I’d been whispereing in her ear, over and over all night. She was scared to say “I love you”

» Posted By alley On 07.11.2009 @ 9:07 am


in general there are several different people in this world but yet everyone is generally the same. some want this some want that but overall generally everyone wants something

» Posted By Alley On 04.15.2009 @ 8:28 pm


dark, cold. left for dead, left alone, gone, absent. tight squeeze. lungs smaller.

» Posted By alley On 04.04.2009 @ 2:56 pm


i didn’t want to do it up. the last time i stood in this same hallway nine years ago, the person i thought that loved me had put on their coat, did the buttons up slowly and walked out of my life. i took the coat off and opened the door. all the neighbours looked at me. i smiled and walked into the cold winter air.

» Posted By alley On 01.02.2010 @ 3:16 am


I didn’t know what to do. I froze. She looked at me, and I looked at her. “I’m sorry,” I said with tears filling up my eyes. I turned my back to her, folded my arms, and walked away.

» Posted By Alley On 12.01.2009 @ 8:44 am


I was thirteen, and I had a dream. There was a stage, and a man. A feather floated down through the spotlight, and he just watched, Entranced. The feather was composed almost purely of shifting harsh shadows and lines of light. All I could think of was how nothing can ever be that beautiful.

» Posted By alley On 11.24.2009 @ 9:28 pm


I had always wanted one. I mean, everyone wants something that’s…well..there’s. What I wanted exactly you ask? Well, him. He’s sweet. Always there for me. Warm. He makes me heart skip beats; warms my body on a cold winter night. He’s like my pine cone. My fallen pine cone.

» Posted By alley On 12.15.2009 @ 5:27 pm


even though hes just a kinda nerdy lookig boy i always feel like hes got something else. his teeth when he is in prifle always makes my knees feel funny. i ike when he tossles his hair whenever im around. studs remind me of like johnney whatver. bravo!

» Posted By alley On 12.12.2009 @ 1:08 pm


the orchid was her favorite flower, they were everywhere. I brought one to that dreadful event, everyone did, everyone knew how much Rachel loved orchid’s. Her mother accepted everyone of them with a painful smile, I couldn’t imagine, burrying your thirteen year old daughter…It must have been hard for the poor woman.

» Posted By alley On 10.07.2009 @ 12:23 pm


i was sitting there for the last four days. I-I couldn’t move. When you looked at me I became paralyzed. Now all I wanted to do was stare at you one more time; just to make sure you were real. I swear you were in my dreams as a little girl and now there you were, coming back to me; it wasn’t my imagination. And to think, it started with a glance.

» Posted By alley On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


i was sleeping, at least i hope i was sleeping.
you promised you wouldn’t let go of my hand, “help me!” i pleaded as i felt your grip loosen from mine.
“I-I can’t,” you turned away slowly.
i was sinking away from you, but for once i felt okay; cause you were crying.

» Posted By alley On 02.04.2010 @ 7:31 am

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