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“Evelyn, please–” his voice rings in my ears as I turn away from the door. “Please, just listen to me.”
I whip back around to face him. “What, Aaron? What do you think you could say to me that could make this any better?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” he says, rolling his eyes, his words spitting with sarcasm. “How about I’m sorry!?”
I glare at him. “I’m sorry won’t change what you did. Nothing will, alright? Just leave me alone.” I turn again.

» Posted By Harper On 04.13.2013 @ 2:41 pm


I was never really one to “fit in”.
Most likely because I moved here… from across the country. So technically I don’t fit in with the “local kids”. I feel so foreign sometimes… and if I try to talk to someone, I feel like I’m invading their time, or their conversation, if they’re in one. I just feel like I don’t belong here.

» Posted By Harper On 11.26.2012 @ 7:06 pm


I walked into the library, and the smell of old books and the sound of turning pages filled me. A boy glanced at me from a nearby table, flashing me a warm smile before returning his eyes to his book. I glanced at the cover, but couldn’t read the title.

The library was my home away from home. It was absolutely amazing.

» Posted By Harper On 11.24.2012 @ 6:38 pm


are we ever really satisfied? should we be? unrest might be a healthy thing. Thing but maybe it’s a balancing act. I don’t know. should we live to satisfy others or ourselves or bala

» Posted By harper On 11.20.2012 @ 10:17 am


i want to run. i want to get out of here. my legs are shaking from all the energy i could be burning out on the road. i should learn to drive and i should pack my bag. i should get the fuck away from everything. i shouldn’t be such a coward. you and i, baby. come with me. we could be infinite and our legs could fall out from under us together.

» Posted By harper On 07.02.2012 @ 9:18 am


gears grind within the machine. the toil of workers slaving their lives away. no thoughts, no news, no ideas. just work. tired under their chains. part of the machine. human components to a larger expression of evil.

» Posted By harper On 06.07.2012 @ 3:36 pm


i am good at lying when i’m under pressure. when i need an alibi i can come up with a reasonable one on the spot. maybe it’s a bad thing that i can make these things up so quickly, but hey, it’s always been helpful whenever i’m in a tight spot. luckily i have a creative mind, i don’t ever get caught…

» Posted By harper On 04.29.2012 @ 2:43 pm


i got a sliver stuck in my thumb. my uncle pulled it out with tweezers. i was six. it was the only time he ever helped me. he and i don’t talk. the older i grow the more awkward it becomes. he makes jokes that i would have laughed at ten years ago. i don’t even like him. my mother doesn’t like him. my father only likes him because they’re related so he has to.

» Posted By harper On 04.28.2012 @ 3:53 pm


at a loss for words. i lost my best friend. and i didn’t know what to say. as he typed those words, said goodbye, and i knew i would never speak to him again, i couldn’t think of a single damn thing to say in response. it was the end, of a relationship and a voice.

» Posted By harper On 02.23.2012 @ 1:34 pm


Winning is everything to me, but also nothing. I find myself not caring to win, but if I do, I can’t help but brag and boast about it, even if it wasn’t my original intent. I know it’s terrible but… I don’t win much anymore. Not like I used to. Not like everyone else.

» Posted By Harper On 07.18.2011 @ 5:19 pm


i dropped my phone yesterday in class and freaked out because i was afraid my professor would know i had my phone in my lap. but the kid in front of me kindly picked it up and gave it to me with a smile. i said thank you and continued taking notes. it was really scary but no big deal.

» Posted By Harper On 01.28.2011 @ 2:24 pm


the recipe was lying peaceful-like
broken glass sparkled
the drop of blood
congealing slowly.

» Posted By harper On 01.18.2011 @ 2:47 pm


to drain one of all energy that one has is to totally be a f***ing black hole and suck up all you have. black holes are like the exceptions in the universe in which everything dies and there is not hope for anything- you get trapped into a black hole and there is not going back. you are being sucked down the biggest drain of your life.

» Posted By harper On 01.16.2011 @ 8:55 pm


fireflies eat away at the sun, until all that is left is a small gleaning light between here and the horizon. Sometimes my brain goes fuzzy and all I can see is this moment and the incurably bored future. I wonder if I am together, tightly together enough to make my life function. Without the help or prodding of others I do very little.

» Posted By Harper On 04.30.2010 @ 12:35 pm


Girls are pretty cute, you get alot if you can fly around the rom. I always like to go straight for the kill. IAs soon as they say “Go!” with their smiles or their words, then I am only about them, only the kiss, only the feel of them and the feel of a rpapport of emotions mixing and breathing and becoming its own seperate being.

» Posted By Harper On 04.27.2010 @ 4:20 pm


The movie Mean Girls now thats a classic. I was sitting at home with my friends lastnight and we were watching our favorite movie Mean Girls. We acted like them and ran around saying quotes from it the next day. I truly believe

» Posted By Harper On 03.05.2009 @ 5:26 am





runway…one day…faraway…

» Posted By harper On 03.25.2010 @ 8:37 pm

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