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My Grandma quilted a light blue blanket for me.
» Posted By Kimmie On 04.09.2018 @ 5:03 am
Murder is a beautiful thing. The way a mans blood can gush a red fountain. The way a face looks seconds before it exhales it’s last breath. Murder is beautiful.
» Posted By Kimmie On 02.02.2013 @ 11:40 pm
“Murder!” The Constable took off down the square at a run, not noticing the small girl that was keeping pace behind him.
Pippa kept the bloody knife behind her back as she ran after the police officer who sprinted down the cobble stones.
She only had one chance to strike, and if she let him alert more men, she would bew in big trouble.
» Posted By Kimmie On 02.02.2013 @ 11:37 pm
Conflict of interest. Misunderstanding. Lack of proper communication. Different perspectives, goals, and morals.
» Posted By kimmie On 10.16.2011 @ 10:47 pm
A location. Destination. Rest place.
» Posted By kimmie On 06.15.2011 @ 11:04 am
He was a thief. He didn’t know why… It just sort of happened to him. These sort of things just happen to you when you are twelve, lonely, and hungry. It became a habit, in the worst way. Every now and then it was a loaf of bread, and every now and then it was an ipod. But, he was good. There was no denying it. He was artful dodger of Los Feliz, and the best pickpocket in Silver lake.
» Posted By kimmie On 05.24.2011 @ 12:29 am
A strong will of proving something to yourself. It’s an act towards what we thought was impossible and making it possible.
» Posted By kimmie On 04.08.2011 @ 10:59 am
Direction. It’s the map of what we intend to with our lives. A guide and goal.
» Posted By kimmie On 04.03.2011 @ 12:14 pm
Self defense against humiliation and pain. Evil twin of our pride. Self-destruction. Enemy within ourself. Two-faced.
» Posted By kimmie On 04.01.2011 @ 2:22 pm
Definition of one’s life. It’s what we aim for, what we live for. The reason of our existence. Substance of our soul.
» Posted By kimmie On 03.31.2011 @ 1:03 pm
I wondered what my life would have been like if he hadn’t come into my life and brought with him everything that I needed. He lights up my world and is the reason I’m here….I love him and he holds me to this Earth…somewhere in time he is always mine and it all began with wondering what it could be…
» Posted By Kimmie On 03.09.2011 @ 7:16 pm
the cat’s whiskers matched his pyjamas. the little tiny stripes on his pj’s mimicked the tiny whiskers jutting out from his furry cheeks. He looked so sweet. What a pity he was really an evil
» Posted By kimmie On 10.22.2010 @ 3:04 am
table are for sitting at as you relate the troubles of your life to your best friend. the lovely thing is that person will listen to you as you dump all your garbage on their shoulders and
» Posted By kimmie On 10.20.2010 @ 4:29 am
my sweater has shrunk in the wash. all those lovely fibres so taut and perfect are now ruined and beyond any hope of repair. i shall spend the next five minutes sobbing into my tea wondering about the beauty
» Posted By kimmie On 10.16.2010 @ 1:46 am
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the sunlight is yellow and dances through my window. it makes the room i’m in bearable. The smell is appalling and the nurse tells me my wounds are healing. I don’t believ her. the damage
» Posted By kimmie On 10.12.2010 @ 3:47 am