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Sinking can mean a lot of things. Usually when I think of myself sinking, it is in the middle of a giant ocean with giant waves crashing over me while I’m trying to take a breath of air just to last a little longer.
» Posted By Josie On 08.06.2016 @ 8:42 pm
I rally don’t know what tht means so I am very confused I think it is genes my genetic would be brown hair brown eyes, my dad has blue eyes and my mom has blue like my brother.
» Posted By Josie On 10.02.2015 @ 11:53 am
I mixed the flour in with the sugar, added the vanilla extract. I licked the spoon. I couldn’t wait for the oven to preheat. I couldn’t wait for them to sit inside teasing me. I devoured the batter instead.
» Posted By Josie On 08.10.2015 @ 7:45 pm
Time consuming. Hard because it counts as a high school class and is a credit for college. It’s makes me nervous to think about because there are a lot of test and homework to complete and I really want to get an A.
» Posted By Josie On 07.16.2015 @ 7:36 am
He always leaves his deoderant out next to the sink. I don’t know why it bothers me so much. I’m messy too, but when I try to maintain cleanliness all hope is lost when I see him become lazy or negative. When he leaves his deoderant, its like hes giving up. If he gives up, I have no one to lean on but if he gave up, I have apathy. I dont know why hes shocked when I question if or not this relationship is actual love.
» Posted By josie On 03.27.2015 @ 10:13 am
“Why don’t you look adorable.” Ashton exclaimed as I came down the stairs. I was wearing a small Minnie and Mickey shirt and short shorts.
“Shut up.” I mumbled looking don in hopes he wouldn’t see my flushed red cheeks
“But my baby looks adorable!” He pouted as he lifted my head up so we’re looking at each other. “Can’t we just get back to the movie.” I whined.
“Anything for you!” He chirped, pulling me to the couch.
“I love you.” I kissed his nose.
“I love you, too”
We barely understood the movie because we were kissing and cuddling too much.
» Posted By Josie On 03.12.2015 @ 12:31 pm
“What’s it like living with the “4 Dorks” as you like to call them?” A fan laughed as she asked me.
“It’s very tough but you get used to it.” I replied as we both laughed.
“Well be careful. Some girls looks can kill.” Her friend warned me. “She met Luke at a friendly mixer and tried to be a little more than friendly.”
“Well as long as Luke stays out of trouble with her I’m fine. I trust him but he still won’t hear the last of this. Thanks!” I exclaimed, as I glared at the deadly girl while I walked away.
» Posted By Josie On 03.11.2015 @ 12:26 pm
My cousin is a vet. He used this thing called couch surfer or something and slept on random people’s couches while he was doing his residency. He just did an open-heart surgery on a rat.
» Posted By Josie On 12.19.2014 @ 8:38 pm
Speaking is most likely a waste of time.
People listen to what they want to hear. That is why you must always put anything of importance in writing. So you can use it against them if needed.
» Posted By Josie On 11.25.2014 @ 11:15 am
Stitches are like friends. Some remain intact, others break, some fray and others may run. Stitches hold love and break weak relationships.
» Posted By josie On 10.15.2014 @ 3:14 am
She stood in line at Starbucks. The forty people in front of her were angry. Hell, she was angry. She looked to her left and saw a stand, a lonely woman behind a table with a sign that read: “Give to charity. One dollar, one life.”
» Posted By Josie On 08.31.2014 @ 7:05 pm
As I approached the man sitting outside the coffee shop, I felt a lump form in my throat…. What made me think that this man would want help, need help? I wonder if he ever gets over the staring, the avoiding
» Posted By josie On 07.09.2014 @ 10:06 am
Every time. Every single bleeding time, he’ll write ‘I love u.’ U. It stares at me. That horrible letter. So I’m going to kill him.I’m going to murder my boyfriend. I’ll slice ‘you*’ on his heart.
» Posted By Josie On 06.23.2014 @ 3:32 am
Her chosen beau is not very attractive. Or, well, she should say the beau chosen FOR her. He smells like rotten eggs, she’s pretty sure she spies a hairy mole somewhere near his ear, and flecks of spittle rain down at her whenever he speaks. She vaguely senses a feeling of doom.
» Posted By Josie On 12.08.2013 @ 10:53 am
His hand swirled lazily on the table, tracing geometric patterns without thinking. The speech was boring, and he was dying for it to end. Just when the speaker looked about ready to wrap up, she would go off on some tangent that left her breathless and her audience groaning under their breaths.
» Posted By Josie On 12.05.2013 @ 11:08 am
He itched his scalp, watching in slight horror as white flakes fell from his chocolate locks. He did NOT want this to happen five minutes before his big date. Frowning and mildly panicking, he tossed the black sweater to the side and picked up the white t-shirt.
» Posted By Josie On 10.17.2013 @ 11:05 am
He stared blankly at the page that was covered in red ink. “Rewrite for a better grade” was written in giant, bold lettering at the top. The “F” right next to it sent a stutter in his heart. He groaned in frustration and ground his teeth.
» Posted By Josie On 10.09.2013 @ 12:55 pm
“All aboard” came the booming voice of the Captain, and Felicity rushed to gather all of her luggage and get in line. Waves crashed upon the ship almost violently as the ship rocked back and forth in the storm. What a day to pick to travel.
» Posted By Josie On 10.07.2013 @ 9:38 pm
The day the gallery opened, she had just arrived in town and was looking for something to do. So when she saw the neon lights illuminate the darkened city streets, she knew she had to go. She stepped inside, wiping off the germ, gritty sidewalk filth, and was surprised at what she saw.
» Posted By Josie On 10.05.2013 @ 11:52 am
The wind tousled her hair back and forth, whipping it across her face as she stared at the ocean below her. Waves crashed upon the shore, almost terrifying but devastatingly beautiful in the fading light of the sun. The salty tears down her cheeks mimicked the bitter brine of the ocean as they fell down her cheeks and onto the pale, white dress that she wore. Violet eyes flashed dangerously as she contemplated life, love, and what the past few hours had meant. Why had he done that? Why didn’t he stop her? These questions and more plagued her, reverberating inside of her head like a swarm of angry bees. Her lips were chapped from too much worrying, raw and bleeding from her nervous habit that she really should change but can’t be bothered to because now, now was the time where it was okay to be sad. Now, she could be alone and sad and cry her heart out because she had said that she loved him, and he had only smiled bitterly and said, “Sorry.” That one word, and her world was over, the vibrant colors of her vision dying into embers.
» Posted By Josie On 09.24.2013 @ 10:20 pm
i’m not feeling too creative at the moment. what sort of prompt is this anyway? inspiration inspiration! where are you?? la de da..
» Posted By Josie On 07.05.2013 @ 11:08 pm
Leave your past behind, wash it down the drain.
Suds may only hurt in open wounds on the surface.
The pain won’t last forever, just give your mind a rinse.
Nothing can’t not be overcame, just wash the soap from your eyes, and see the world clean.
» Posted By Josie On 05.09.2013 @ 9:13 pm
It cleans me, It is unnatural most times, unless its organic most the time made from discussing animal carcass so vegans don’t use soap a lot of time also johnny depp doesn’t either i heard but i don’t think that’s true You’re a movie star YOU MUST BE CLEAN so soap is also very slippery, thats probably why prison inmates avoid it, nobody wants to pick it up afterwards.
» Posted By Josie On 05.09.2013 @ 9:10 pm
It cleans me, It is unnatural most times made4 from discussing animal carcass so vegans don’t use soap a lot of time also johnny depp doesn’t either i heard but i don’t think that’s true You’re a movie start BE CLEAN so soap is also very slippery, thats probably why prision inmates avoid it, nobody wants to pick it up afterwards.
» Posted By Josie On 05.09.2013 @ 9:09 pm
When people say “speak,” they are asking you to pour out your thoughts and ideas, like writing words on an empty page that stares blankly back at you (how original, I know). Before you speak, think: what message do I want to send?
I saved a StumbleUpon page to my “Words of Inspiration” folder that had a quote that said, along the lines of, if you were standing before a crowd, what message would you send?
» Posted By Josie On 01.27.2013 @ 10:29 am
I love to be musical. Each note is a new part of my life, flowing off my back like a river of such beauty I can barely describe it. I hate to sound stereotypical, but it’s true. Music is magic. Life is magic. Each moment is magical. It’s amazing to think of it that way, but that’s the way it is. It really is.
» Posted By Josie On 01.23.2013 @ 5:34 pm
I struggle with patience. The anticipation and the anxiety eat at me from the very bottom of my stomach. Waiting? I can’t do it. My toes begin to jiggle and my fingers start to tap. Lines are the things nightmares are made of. No, I don’t have patience. Screw waiting.
» Posted By Josie On 12.13.2012 @ 4:34 pm
i love the past and hate it at the same time. it hurts to think about it but also fills me with love. i wish i could go into the past and relive it. especailly when my mom was still living. but thats why its called the past.
» Posted By josie On 11.28.2012 @ 12:53 pm
I went to the local store to buy some bread everything seemed empty and hopless. I had no money fro bread I had no money for anytthing in egeneral. I was lost, forgotten afraid. I should be used to seeing this store all my lfie. I have seen it since I was a child but all of a sudden it seemd different maybe this was the first time that I had actually noticed the pla
» Posted By Josie On 11.26.2012 @ 3:55 pm
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I spent much more on it than it was worth. It was a heat of the moment thing, and they might have gotten it if I hadn’t. The item couldn’t fall into the wrong hands. Still, perhaps I had overreacted. No one I knew had this kind of money!
» Posted By Josie On 11.10.2012 @ 10:44 pm