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a projector is often used in classrooms to display information in a visual copasity. a projector is often used in the home to show off holidays, before facebook was invented.
» Posted By bryn On 04.16.2015 @ 10:26 pm
It seems that when ever you don’t need something, you have it in abundance. Then when you find you really need it, it’s like it’s suddenly become invisible.
I cursed silently to myself as I grasped onto the thin bar with my sweaty hands.
I could definitely use more leverage now.
» Posted By bryn On 04.22.2014 @ 3:34 pm
it’s like we live in all these glass boxes and even when we want out, we keep ourselves inside. and it’s hot and uncomfortable but being outside is too large. brick walls and broken thoughts.
» Posted By bryn On 11.17.2012 @ 11:17 am
Her hair was black. Mine blond. Her eyes said confidance, mine were blue, like always, and a little intimidated, too. Her hands held the leather whip not far away from my face.
» Posted By Bryn On 10.10.2012 @ 11:07 am
in the duration of seven weeks she found nothing wring with herself. though others seemed to think so. why was she in this place? why had they put her there? she didnt know. she didnt really wanna know.
» Posted By bryn On 03.14.2012 @ 2:32 pm
Gourmet is like the food of the heart. It’s the undeniable delectable feeling you get when he holds you, when he touches you. That is gourmet. Absolutely delicious. My man is gourmet, the finest they have.
» Posted By Bryn On 03.10.2012 @ 4:00 pm
a hug something that needs to be held … something that happened in the past
a closeness that once was but is now lost … why am i writing a deffininition … my nose is filled with snot and therefore i would like to be embraced … also makes me think of sex ….
» Posted By Bryn On 06.13.2011 @ 11:23 pm
I don’t know how I feel about sideburns. They remind me of westerns. the first picture that comes to mind is of a ginger man with glasses and large, bushy sideburns. i don’t know why. they seem kind of gross, why would anyone like all of that hair on his face? or her face, that’s an odd thought.
» Posted By bryn On 05.29.2011 @ 10:50 pm
I see a wand that has been held in his hand for a long time. It is made from a birch tree. The end of it has been rubbed to a sheen by the oils in his hand and the bark is all but stripped form the branch, but non the less, it is beautiful. The instrument is not that of hatred, and you can see it in the wand, it may be that of a plaything, but you can also see that it is real, if not in your eyes, but in the eyes of a small child. It is his wand.
» Posted By Bryn On 03.13.2011 @ 5:55 pm
Without you is a such a painful and perilous journey throughout this depthy universe of dark stars
» Posted By Bryn On 06.18.2010 @ 1:19 pm
without you is hell
enough said madeleine long, i love you
» Posted By Bryn On 06.18.2010 @ 12:54 pm
My spine cracked upwards like the rattle of a snake. It was morning, I was awake, and now I was in pain. Ow.
» Posted By Bryn On 06.04.2010 @ 12:13 pm
The mighty sound, the crash of symbols. An end for time, an end of sound, and above all peace in it’s wake.
» Posted By Bryn On 06.02.2010 @ 6:25 am
calm, careful, like the sea. it begins with g followed by entle. soft.
» Posted By bryn On 10.28.2008 @ 9:25 am
The bird flew through the open blue sky and looked down onto the green earth. It then saw a bright blue birdhouse.
» Posted By Bryn On 12.30.2009 @ 8:05 am
The three sides of the triangle were used to signify the uncertainty of life. the trinity.
» Posted By Bryn On 03.02.2010 @ 8:03 am
they cut things like papper and boxes and people. and they make a fantastic noise when you cut paper with them. i used to love that noise when i was little. I would cut things just to hear it. i got in a scissor fight one in kindergarten.
» Posted By bryn On 10.29.2009 @ 8:14 pm
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fear, pain. it makes me feel like I did when I my beloved pet rat die. but in order to gain, we must first lose something.
» Posted By Bryn On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am