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the earth has its own orbit
the earth circulates round it and it determines the day and night as well as seasons
» Posted By Glory On 06.16.2018 @ 12:48 pm
families are very important and caring and several other thing’s they mean everything to everybody even if you don’t have one you will someday. So love your family. Even if it’s hard just love them that’s all that matter is that you love them.
» Posted By Glory On 02.11.2016 @ 12:48 pm
Conditions! I’m tired of his demands and at last I found my tongue and told him ‘Stop treating me this way, no more conditions. I refuse to accept your tiny-weeny stupid altimatums. If you don’t like it, lump it I’ve had enough. Now, Thomas it’s time for bed – don’t you dare.
» Posted By Glory On 05.30.2015 @ 8:54 am
It’s like a symbol for many things. Family, friends, etc. It’s people working together and spending time together but ultimately it means love.
» Posted By Glory On 07.15.2012 @ 10:41 pm
Please disregard everything I’ve ever said to you. It’s a lie… all of it. I wish I could tell you as much but I’m afraid it would break your heart. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to me and I’m afraid I am the worst thing to ever happen to you. If I thought you would forgive me… if I thought things could still be okay… maybe I’d let you know the real me. I just don’t think I can.
» Posted By Glory On 05.13.2012 @ 5:06 pm
dusk. i start losing hope as the sky starts losing light. each night begins a new struggle. as the light fades out the windows, the light fades within me and my darkness engulfs me the way it takes over the sky. it’s always a struggle to remember that eventually the sun will rise again.
» Posted By Glory On 12.21.2011 @ 12:25 am
I am an abstract thinker. Things are all sorts of shades of grey in my head, with hardly any black or white. In fact, I don’t even think in grayscale. I think in color. It’s like in my head there is a box of crayons, and each crayon is a thought. And then somehow my mind overheats and then al the crayons melt together and form a beautiful swirling mess of color… that’s how I think.
» Posted By Glory On 11.14.2011 @ 10:51 am
I like shoes. I like patent leather shoes. I like suede shoes, especially if they are blue. I like flats and boots and sneakers but especially heels. I like Steve Madden. I like Born. I like BCBG. I like Tony Lama boots and I like I like Sperry Topsiders. I just wish I had room for more.
» Posted By Glory On 11.08.2011 @ 9:35 pm
I had an epiphany the other day but then I forgot it. I don’t seem to get them very often and when I do, it’s usually in the middle of the night and I’ll wake up with little notes next to my bed that say things like “magnetic dogs” and I’ll wonder what on earth I was talking about. It seems like every time I think I have a great idea, it turns out that I’m just insane.
» Posted By Glory On 11.01.2011 @ 12:55 pm
Every day is a riot in this house. Every day brings a new set of problems and a new set of disagreement and unrest. Riots don’t have to be violent with burning cars and broken glass. Riots can be internal… a sense of discourse and unrest within you that threatens to bubble to the surface at any time.
» Posted By Glory On 10.28.2011 @ 9:43 pm
I don’t know why I came into existence or why I am here within existence… all I know is that I am. Is that a good thing? Sometimes…. more times than not in fact. It’s a good thing. But sometimes mere existence is difficult. Existing is all we can do sometimes. And you know what? That’s okay. It’s okay to merely exist sometimes. It’s better than nothing at all.
» Posted By Glory On 09.07.2011 @ 8:37 pm
YOU are an insect. Lower. You crawl through the dirt like an ant, mud on your belly. Like a snake. A worm. You are nothing. I wish I could crush you like the insect that you are. Just like you crushed me. You are nothing…. just like I was nothing.
» Posted By Glory On 09.06.2011 @ 12:52 pm
baby brother, you are missed. I’ve missed you from the moment you left. you have no idea. they always say grief hurts less over time and i guess that’s true but i’ll never forget and the ache that’s in my chest when i realize that you never got to go to kindergarten or the prom or my wedding or meet your brothers…. overwhelms me at times. I’m sorry you missed all that. I’m so, so sorry.
» Posted By Glory On 08.19.2011 @ 8:51 pm
History is something that I never used to care about. I thought, why would I care? It’s over and done. I care about tomorrow, not yesterday. But I wish that I would have looked back more. It’s true what they say, that we learn from the past. We do. I’m not just talking George Washington and General Lee and Kennedy and Woodstock…. think about your own personal history. You can teach yourself a lot.
» Posted By Glory On 06.23.2011 @ 6:46 pm
I can’t predict the future. If I could, I’d be rich and famous and beautiful and… well probably not beautiful. But those other 2. Maybe just rich. I don’t know. But if I could… would I really want to? Would I want to look at a person and be able to say, “you’re going to die in a car accident tomorrow, I’m sorry?” Or is it better just to not know?
» Posted By Glory On 06.21.2011 @ 6:26 am
My father likes trains. He likes them a lot. In fact I kind of make fun of him for it. But actually his childlike fascination with them is an endearing quality. Makes me wish and wonder what it would be like if I could view the world like that. If I wasn’t so hardened and cynical. What would it be like to view the world through a child’s eyes again, even just in a minuscule way like that?
» Posted By Glory On 06.15.2011 @ 11:01 pm
stars and sparkles and darkness. warm colors and warmth and longing and a lump in the back of my throat. wishfulness… no, that uses the word. no thinking. only wishing. cosmic love by florence and the machine. all the stereotypes in the world that i resent about shooting stars.
» Posted By Glory On 12.29.2010 @ 6:46 pm
flowers, yellow , white, grows, part of mother nature which nurtures us forever and ever, God’s everlasting love proving to us daily. purity of white petals encompassing the yellow center, you’ve got mail, daisy symbolizes clean and purity, simple, delicate flower that brings a smile to my face.
» Posted By Glory On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
Everlasting-the God Head. Jesus was, is, and always will be eternal; existing outside of time, yet becoming a man for us.
» Posted By Glory On 11.19.2009 @ 10:07 am
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» Posted By glory On 10.17.2009 @ 12:54 pm