Comments Posted By catyeah
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God is supposed to open doors for people, and show them love and compassion and forgiveness. If God really is what the Westboro Baptist Church claims He is, I’d rather die than live on His earth.
» Posted By catyeah On 07.20.2013 @ 12:03 pm
blue eyes, a thin face, and a body as delicate as a blue birds. what beautiful creature are you? what can i do to make you love me?
» Posted By catyeah On 04.17.2013 @ 8:40 pm
Geometric. A word that evokes almost no creative thought what so ever. Geometric. Meaning something related to geometry? Math. Really. The least creative thing possible. Thanks. Way to leave it open-ended.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.14.2013 @ 8:08 pm
I just tried out for my school’s musical, Legally Blonde. I can’t believe the word was musical. But I want to get in, so bad. So, so, so bad. I think I’ll die if I don’t. Not really, but it really won’t be pretty.
» Posted By catyeah On 01.23.2013 @ 5:49 pm
Something big, or something small, it doesn’t matter. I just want to change the world doing something.
» Posted By catyeah On 01.15.2013 @ 7:58 pm
I think July is when things started getting good. I was working hard, I had my close friends, I was happy, I knew where I was supposed to be. And now, just a few months later, I feel like everything’s just about fallen into place. It’s only a matter of time before it’s all uprooted again, I suppose…
» Posted By catyeah On 12.07.2012 @ 11:12 pm
Get higher. Be higher. Look higher. Feel higher. Get higher. Be higher. Look higher. Feel higher.
It’s like when you say a word so many times you’re not even sure it’s still a real word. Like maybe you just saying it so many times would erase it from existence.
» Posted By catyeah On 12.04.2012 @ 10:21 pm
I should be on the rise. I should be slowly inflating, going up and up and up, feeling infinite, like that was all I would do for the rest of my life. Then there would be the fall, the sad, sad, fall, and then burning pain the whole way down until the tiny clunk and the bottom of the fall, the tiny sound of what’s left of me hitting the cold ground.
» Posted By catyeah On 11.29.2012 @ 4:14 pm
The institution of Love isn’t like the others. It’s gentler, but rougher. It’s easier, but harder. It’s uplifting and a weight like no other. It’s a contradiction, and there’s nothing you can do to fix it.
» Posted By catyeah On 11.17.2012 @ 12:43 am
She looked up at me with her dead gray eyes, and they seemed to reflect nothing but themselves. “I feel so cold,” she whispered. “Won’t you please help me?”
» Posted By catyeah On 11.08.2012 @ 11:05 pm
I love this. I love feeling so alive. I can feel my heart beating loud, and my lips won’t stop begging for yours. You make it so easy, I don’t ever want to go back.
» Posted By catyeah On 09.16.2012 @ 6:28 pm
You’re bad for me. Every time I think of you, I zone out. Everything around me is quiet, and I just hear you, talking to me, over and over, on replay. All I see is your face, all I hear is your voice, and all I feel are your arms around me, holding me tight and safe.
» Posted By catyeah On 08.16.2012 @ 7:38 pm
I took my cup out of it’s holder.
“Dad,” I said, “This sucks. You’re generation, and everyone before you got to ruin the Earth without any consideration for the future. And now MY generation is going to have to fix a mess we didn’t make.”
“Yep,” He responded, “In fact, you might live long enough to see the end of civilization as we know it.”
A bit of a bleak outlook, don’t you think?
» Posted By catyeah On 07.24.2012 @ 6:19 pm
Seeds of joy were planted in her heart- she could’ve let them grow. But somehow, it seemed easier to let them die with her.
» Posted By catyeah On 06.24.2012 @ 8:35 pm
I feel like I keep calling, to someone, anyone, and no one answers. Then I realize I wasn’t calling at all, just whispering to myself, because no matter how much I think I want help, I’m even more terrified of someone finding out how fucked up I really am.
» Posted By catyeah On 05.20.2012 @ 12:12 pm
They’re complete disregard for everything, absolutely everything, was incredibly sickening. I couldn’t stand it. No one does that, and if someone does, it’s because they’re mentally ill, or incapable of feeling. But not these boys. Nope, they were just high and pissed off, so of course. They take it out on the one girl who’d never be able to stop them. And now what? Now they pay.
» Posted By catyeah On 05.13.2012 @ 11:05 pm
I don’t get it. Maybe I’m stupid, maybe my social skills are too primitive. But I never feel like I belong. Like, really belong. Every now and then, yeah, for a little bit. But then something comes along and messes it up. I just want a safe place, you know?
» Posted By catyeah On 05.10.2012 @ 9:16 pm
I’ve always been outgoing- at least, I used to be. Lately, I don’t quite know what’s happening to me. Maybe I’m growing up? But I thought we were supposed to get, I don’t know, better as we grew up. But I’m not. I’m sinking into a deep abyss of loneliness and confusion. Fuck.
» Posted By catyeah On 05.09.2012 @ 7:27 pm
Hearing French is like listening to a million butterflies flap their wings. Mon Ami D’en Haut<3
» Posted By catyeah On 05.03.2012 @ 7:05 pm
I feel separate from the rest of the world- I want a place where I feel like I belong.
» Posted By catyeah On 05.01.2012 @ 11:54 pm
My best friend was always my alibi. But now when you asked me, what could I say? I couldn’t say you, because then you’d freak out. But I couldn’t say my best friend, because then I’d be telling the truth.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.29.2012 @ 8:49 pm
The worst look isn’t scorn. It’s not anger. It’s not frustration, or disappointment. No, it’s none of those. It’s pity. It’s the look you gave me, seconds after breaking my heart. And it’s the look that reassured me that I would never make that same mistake again.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.23.2012 @ 10:31 pm
I sit at my desk, slowly wasting away, hour by hour. I sit in an uncomfortable chair, in an unpleasant room, surrounded by unintelligent people, all listening to the same unimpressive speech I’ve ever been unfortunate enough to hear.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.15.2012 @ 9:12 pm
Love is a little bit like rabies. Once you’re bitten, you start to fall apart. It makes you hysterical, primitive. It’s a disease that never goes away, and has no cure. However, if approached correctly, certain steps can be taken to make this disease more bearable; namely, being around the person you love, but only under the specific circumstances that that other person has been bitten by the same love, evolving from the same root, and thus, being comforted in your presence as you are in theirs.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.11.2012 @ 11:34 pm
I’ve always wondered if my reflection in the puddle was the real me, and I was just a reflection of it.
» Posted By catyeah On 04.10.2012 @ 2:36 pm
It was her last straw. Her temper had run out. She was only a few words away from pulling the trigger. That’s when he came up behind her, and suddenly, everything was forgotten.
» Posted By catyeah On 03.25.2012 @ 9:52 pm
She had a pretty face, and a normal body. From far away, she’d look just like any other 20 year old. But everyone who met her thought that she was the most exquisite thing they’d ever seen. And no one could say exactly why.
» Posted By catyeah On 03.24.2012 @ 9:53 pm
“Momma, I’m gonna win that pageant,” she said.
“No you’re not. You can’t, sorry babes,” her mom replied.
The little girl left the room, and remembered those words forever.
Ten years later, that little girl won Miss America.
This was her Thank-You speech,
“Thank you, to my mother, for telling me I couldn’t. That was the best thing you could have told me- it pushed me to prove you wrong.”
» Posted By catyeah On 03.19.2012 @ 9:53 pm
Could I just paint my life in pastels? Could I draw all the happiness, all the sadness? All the heartbreak, all the heartache? All the mistakes and all the victories? If I did, would you come and see it?
» Posted By catyeah On 03.16.2012 @ 9:29 pm
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life seems to follow a pattern for me. I’ll want something. I’ll try my best to get it. It’ll be mine…then I’ll start chasing something else, and lose what I thought I had. “Should I give up, or, should I just keep chasing pavements even if it leads no where…?”
» Posted By catyeah On 03.15.2012 @ 10:43 pm