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at every corner of the room, there was dust. Dust is so fucking disgusting, he thinks. He doesn’t like nasty things, even though he’s used to them. Dust fucking sucks.
He hates it.
» Posted By el On 11.27.2018 @ 3:52 pm
I hate regulations. People think we need them but we really don’t. I like freedom. I like to come and go as I please and behave as I feel like. One regulation is necessary though: you need to hate regulations. Regulations. Regulations. Regulation.
» Posted By el On 03.26.2018 @ 8:09 am
She was unyielding. She bowed to no-one. She was willing to do whatever it took to get what she wanted. She was steel.
» Posted By El On 12.31.2017 @ 8:08 am
Wayward yeah. That’s a good word to describe him. He was a wayward man, he used to get this look in his eye and this expression on his face and it could turn with in a moment from so happy and content, to angry and aggressive. You never quiet knew what he was thinking, even when the words were coming out of his mouth they could change in an instant. So yeah wayward, that is a good word.
» Posted By El On 05.03.2017 @ 1:51 pm
Who knew they actually knew what they were talking about. Who knew that they were full of good advice, knowledge and what we needed to know. Who knew that they would always be there, no matter how many times you screw up, no matter how many times you don’t think you are good enough. Mine have always been there.
» Posted By El On 04.23.2017 @ 3:00 pm
skin blackened with the things
mottled like damp
perhaps they were damp, damp with the saliva and spit and vehemence of those spiteful faces
words branded and burned on her arms, growing like fungus on her belly and legs and face and hands
» Posted By el On 02.13.2016 @ 9:47 am
she was dark. Cold, even. But there was a light behind her eyes, something, surely – how could anyone go through life so cold, so alone? There must be warmth. You could reach out a hand, grab the rough fabric and…
but no, it was only the reflection of your own face staring back at you.
» Posted By el On 02.06.2016 @ 2:01 am
summer days, sleepy Sunday walks, sticky beach hair, leaving a party early,falling asleep diring afternoon drives in the heat, loving someone who doesn’t know, playing with hair, watching old movies with grandparents
» Posted By el On 07.14.2015 @ 8:51 am
Looking to see what internally is the truth. The constant battles of the mind can overwhelm the existence of today as it is consistently overshadowed with negativity. Merging into the new existence is an necessity as only God’s truth can really reveal. He fought for my life and He continues to fight now.
» Posted By el On 05.06.2014 @ 5:13 am
The owl sprawled across the weary terrain with hopes of devouring a delicious meal. But in the far outstretched distance, the photographer just wanted to capture the beauty the existed in the everyday occurrence of this solemn creature. The simple nature of this event encompassed so much of what life has felt like for the past couple of years. Seeking, desiring, uncertain if the capture would occur but the quest continued even in the midst of uncertainty.
» Posted By el On 02.19.2014 @ 5:36 am
pained expression, like you’ve just been stabbed or someone has hurt your feelings, bad- like how you feel after failing a test or on days where you just feel like shit, like why is my life such a pain? this sucks this sucks this sucks.
» Posted By el On 03.19.2013 @ 12:57 pm
So it captures a moment, but it doesn’t capture their thoughts.
It doesn’t capture their emotions.
It captures only what you see, and what you see is not what you get.
Can the camera tell you that she’s all alone on the inside?
Can it tell you that he’s unsure of everything?
Use your own eyes and see the truth
» Posted By el On 08.03.2012 @ 6:29 am
Please make a statment on this paper sire. It will be good if you do it quickly now while the situation is clear in your mind.
» Posted By El On 07.27.2012 @ 12:02 am
It spins quite fast, and your eyes can’t even see it. It’s like our every day lives, really. The parts just fly past your eyes and turn into a blur, just like each normal day of our life turns eventually into a grey blur. Grey like the metal and hard like it too, it’s like reality.
» Posted By El On 07.10.2012 @ 7:51 am
Hearty and warm. Mothers love. Hours of dedication for the perfect taste. Small chunks floating in sweet, delicious, orange soup. Fills a whole family and more. Love in a bowl.
» Posted By El On 06.26.2012 @ 7:32 am
I like convenience and NO hassle. Enough hassle in my life already.
» Posted By EL On 06.01.2012 @ 10:23 am
my whole life is a dilemma. waking up in the morning is a dilemma, what to wear is a dilemma. i don’t really care, but other people do. the man i wake up next to is a dilemma. not because of how i feel, but because of how it affects other people. what to eat is a dilemma; that one is my dilemma though. to go to work or not is a dilemma, but one i cannot really have control over. coming home is a dilemma, so is going to bed. choosing to repeat this all again, that is the greatest dilemma.
» Posted By el On 05.29.2012 @ 8:57 am
“Just turn your head a little, slightly to the right and down”, he heard himself say. He had become too good at allowing them to believe he was fine. Allowing them to think he was his normal self. Confident and happy and so in love with his work, that he was excited by every snap of the camera lens. Yet everything seemed like a film now, slowly playing in front of his eyes, he still had the lead role, but his heart was no longer in it. His mind was somewhere else and only she knew where to find it.
» Posted By El On 04.20.2012 @ 7:57 am
He flew into a temper at her, right then and there. In the middle of the street. Screaming and yelling in her face, arms flying about in the air, hurling abuse at her. She looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole. We all warned her about him, we told her never to marry him. We always said she could do so much better. She never listened, just laughed it off and just went on ahead and married him. Looks like she is finally realizing what we warned her all about..
» Posted By El On 03.25.2012 @ 12:50 pm
reminds me of childhood and easyness. just sit there and feel like the king of the playground. relieve. fun. and not to forget: the huricane…
» Posted By el On 03.07.2012 @ 4:28 am
A bear. Power, fighing. Raging. Easy to spell.
» Posted By EL On 01.09.2012 @ 6:49 pm
Savage is a bear
Savage is someone lost in fear and broken hopes
Being Savage is a disease
I got that disease
Only what is kindness can save me from the dark black water
I am drowning in it
Stay away you will become savage too
I can not be saved
I have slipped away
I think that this show much depression and that is has gotten so bad you are drowning it reminds me of a book Mocking Bird.
» Posted By EL On 01.09.2012 @ 1:42 pm
The streets were filled and spilling over; boats were lining the port and no one could get in or out. We were stuck and could only do one thing, the same thing that everyone else was doing. Riot. Who knows what we were protesting, who knows what they were protesting.
» Posted By El On 10.29.2011 @ 9:34 am
i really missed home when i was gone. i missed the bright sunshine and the songs of chirping birds that were familiar to my midwestern ears. You dont really notice how much you miss something untill its gone. Enjoy the simple things, while theyre still there. i hate having to leave and be away from things that are familiar. I hate that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know you will never feel this way or be with this person probably ever again. You just cant look back. Dont do it. It brings backs too many memories that are sour to your small heart.
» Posted By El On 08.20.2011 @ 9:50 am
I would love to be able to be a truly blank canvas – that you could give me a random word and I would come up with something truly original would be an amazing talent/achievement!
This makes me think of children as well… you have to be so careful with them not to enforce your own preconceptions about life into the way that they view things. They never interpret things with the context that they should.
» Posted By El On 08.08.2011 @ 8:55 am
whether it is boiling hot water
or boiling hot weather
to fight the boil
by being together with the boil
» Posted By el On 08.03.2011 @ 5:23 am
a band can be a music band such as beatles or a hair band or a wrist band. my favorite music band used to be the boys and back street boys. i cant think of any other band now. oh i can. how about pussycat dolls or something like that?
» Posted By el On 07.27.2011 @ 6:42 pm
plaid is such a trend now that it irks me, trying to find a plaid that no one else has is a challenge, but when u found it, it feels like u are a winner.
thats right, i look for the unseen. thats what i do.
» Posted By el On 06.05.2011 @ 8:55 pm
Waking up every morning to the news and traffic. but i’m not driving anywhere, so what’s the point? and i’m not buying anything so why listen to ads…Why? to pretend a connection to the world that doesn’t exist…
» Posted By el On 06.04.2011 @ 6:35 am
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touch memory on my skin
» Posted By el On 05.31.2011 @ 7:29 am