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A way to connect to God. A way for asking things you desire from God.
» Posted By kk On 04.08.2014 @ 9:33 am
Scalps are disgusting. It makes me itch just hearing, and or seeing the word scalp. I think of scabs. And old ladies with itchy wigs. Okay I’m done with this subject.
» Posted By kk On 10.16.2013 @ 6:03 pm
his wrath was something she had never seen befofre. the magnituid of it terrified her and she trembled in his presence.
“how dare you.” he cried and the very earth seemed to cshake with his roar. she huddend further in to the corner trying to escape.
» Posted By kk On 06.14.2013 @ 11:19 am
I am weathered from the weather. It rains, it snows, it’s gray. When will the sun come out? It seems that winter weathers me.
» Posted By KK On 02.20.2013 @ 1:26 pm
Barrier, something foreign, something to conquer and overcome. Wall, something that will try to stop me but can’t, but won’t
» Posted By kk On 02.04.2013 @ 10:02 am
foriegn, intruder, friend, foe, unknown
» Posted By kk On 01.29.2013 @ 9:56 am
The whisper of his voice sweetly against my ear, as the cool chills rise up my arms wrapping around my kneck like a scarf.
» Posted By kk On 01.28.2013 @ 9:00 am
I am running around in circles trying to figure out which direction I should go. If I go left towards the sun, am I heading east? And if so, does that mean my internal compass is directing me towards a more meditative lifestyle? Do I need to find my inner peace through a more contemplative lifestyle? Will the knots leave my back if I take some time to meditate? Or what if I choose to go north? Does that tell me… What? What does north symbolize? My love? Do I fear the connection or do I really want it? Am I prepared to connect for the rest of my life to my man from the north? He is really wonderful and keeps me moving in such a positive direction. But do I lose my voice again by being connected? I need to gain my moral strength, my internal compass to stay balanced, strong and focused.
» Posted By Kk On 01.12.2013 @ 4:36 pm
happens when another thing happens. other events will follow. kind like causeand eff
» Posted By kk On 08.19.2012 @ 8:59 pm
Fixed. Fixed on the fact that I don’t know what I’m going to do with my life. I have no idea what I want. All I know is that I want to be with Ross. Ross is all that matters to me and nothing else. Life means nothing without him. Everything means nothing if I don’t have him. I’d die for him.
» Posted By KK On 03.21.2012 @ 8:17 pm
movie ratings are always wrong and never relate to the way i feel after seeing them. I don’t know how the people get hired to rate them because they’re complete idiots and know nothing about entertainment. Hugo won a bunch of awards and had high ratings..i was bored fort the first hour
» Posted By kk On 03.20.2012 @ 10:11 pm
Staples, huh? Well, staples are the spawn of the devil – the goddman things hurt like hell if they go through your finer when you’re rushing to smash your work together. But I like the feel of the metal ridged beneath my finger as I slide my hands over the edges of the stack of paper; it feels like the work is somehow complete.
» Posted By KK On 03.18.2012 @ 10:56 am
as Jenna walked past the orchestra store on her left she looked in the window with longing look at a new violin case she had been saving for for months.
» Posted By kk On 11.14.2011 @ 5:23 pm
waking up is on of my favorite things to do. I love to wake up early. awakening can also mean to realize something I never knew how mean I was to someone until a teacher awakened me.
» Posted By Kk On 10.23.2011 @ 2:53 pm
Raise your glasses but don’t just do it for the aesthetic value. Raise your head, open your eyes and look around. To be able to breath freely. Full of friends, full of safety, full of so much pleasure we excess. Now look to someone who has little to celebrate, those that weep, those with anxiety and those who cannot find the strength to leave bed.
let’s celebrate life while we are still here.
» Posted By kk On 09.19.2011 @ 11:40 pm
Ticket. It would be nice to have a ticket for things that are not sold. Such as a ticket to love, happiness, joy, friendship… Even a pass. Like something you could present to someone to get you out of a terrible day…
» Posted By kk On 07.22.2011 @ 2:35 pm
“Yeah, see that star over there?” He pointed almost directly above.
“The flickering one?”
“It’s probably Orion. Can you see the bow?” I giggled in response.
“Ray, you idiot, its an aeroplane!” I put my hand over my mouth to try and stop laughing. “It’s moving!”
“You can’t please girls these days,” he frowned, clasping his hands behind his head and laying back onto the stone.
“You’re just iffy because I’m right.” I lay back and gazed into the deep, velvet sky. Stars came out cautiously as Raymond and I rested in a comfortable silence. This is what I needed, my rejuvenating mind-drink. Just to be with a friend. No words, or distractions, nobody else but us.
“Are you still mad?” He spoke softly, and I knew he wasn’t just talking about the food. I contemplated the situaton before speaking.
“No. Not really. Just sad.” I smiled remorsefully. “But what’s done is done right?” He leaned over and took my hand.
“He’s concerned, and apprently has a reason for why he did it.” I simply raised an eyebrow.
“But they both won’t talk. They said they’ll only talk to you.”
“Well, I don’t know if I should…”
“You should go back; this will be interesting to hear.” His face folded into one of thoughtfulness. “Because the funny thing is, Jackie has a boyfriend.” I sat up.
“No shit?” I blurted. He nodded. “Wait a second, is it you?”
“Nah. I tried a while back, and that didn’t go too well. But that’s another story.”
» Posted By KK On 07.15.2011 @ 8:16 am
“What have you been up to this fine evening?” I slipped off my painful Jimmy Choos and rubbed my cut, red feet. “Oh, and can you fetch me some aspirin. Second drawer as you enter the kitchen. Thanks.”
“Hmm,” Robert mumbled as he dragged himself off of the sofa. “You really shouldn’t wear those damn shoes if they hurt your feet that much.” He spoke slower than normal, and seemed awfully relaxed.
“I’m a girl,” I sighed. “It’s what we do.” A small white cardboard box flew through the air and landed on the seat beside me.
“I’ll bring the water out in a minute,” he called.
“So, anything good on TV?” I called back. He carefully came through the doorway, balancing a cup of water in his shaking hands. Making a face, I gulped down the medicine.
“Good evening at work?” He sat down beside me.
“Stop answering my questions with questions!” I laughed.
“Am I?” He smirked. My smile faded as I smelt the alcohol on his breath.
“Robert, have you been drinking?”
“Noihavenotwhatevergaveyouthatidea!” His words became one.
“It’s not polite to raid other people’s pantries, you know.” He just grinned, and his head fell into my lap. I was tired, and now frustrated. “Starting tomorrow, I swear to God, you’re going to AA.” I muttered furiously.
» Posted By KK On 07.14.2011 @ 9:55 am
A crush is something that can be cute, simple, or blown out of proportion. My first crush was Brett Anderson, and I hope my last to be Nahuel Ramos, though that’s what I hoped all of my crushes to be. I have surpassed the stage of crush and turned it into love. I crush no longer :)
» Posted By kk On 06.28.2011 @ 3:56 pm
“Dayum,” cried Kam as he felt a sharp pain at the tops of his head.
“Kam… are those ANTLERS growing out of your head?” Janie exclaimed.
“No, no… uh… SURPRISE?!”
“It’s your brithday isn’t it?!
“I have to go.” And with that, Kam shot off into the woods, cursing quitely to himsllef for blowing the one chance he had with this girlfriend. Janie just stood thee, shell-shocked at the randomity of the event she had just witness.
» Posted By KK On 06.26.2011 @ 5:36 am
hot sweaty hippies and terrorists and dogs wear this. they come in colors. they probably smell bad. i hate and love them
» Posted By kk On 05.02.2011 @ 9:57 pm
caroline woods and her presumed “awesome vocabulary’.
» Posted By KK On 04.01.2011 @ 3:56 pm
powerful. in charge. man, and woman, contrary to popular belief. and now i’m thinking, not writing. a good executive would do both at the same time, cuz they’re just that superawesome. that’s right. superawesome.
» Posted By KK On 03.29.2011 @ 5:46 pm
to hold everything in, never releasing.
the tension is graspable.
growing, growing, growing.
always in, and never Out.
Let me be free from some of this heavy weight that is not mine to bare.
save me from myself.
» Posted By kk On 02.22.2011 @ 10:56 am
you had to be the word on valentines day.
not so sweet,
when you have to buy it for yourself.
if I had a car I’d run over flower stands
I wish I could go to the store and knock over all the chocolate candies.
I guess you can see I’m bitter.
But that’s not how I like my chocolate.
» Posted By kk On 02.14.2011 @ 11:25 am
Take a needle to my finger.
A drop of blood surfaces.
The wound so small, no one notices.
It is unseen.
Deeper and sharper.
Relentless stabbing and jabbing.
It was just a needle.
The blood drew deeper, deeper, deeper.
» Posted By kk On 02.11.2011 @ 4:54 pm
I have a needle in my hand and it is shiny and sharp. What? Are you sure that’s a needle? Well, I think it is? I don’t think it is.
» Posted By KK On 02.11.2011 @ 3:33 pm
I close my eyes.
I poke at my skin, picking and pinching.
In hopes that I feel anything other than the numbness that has overwhelmed me this past month.
Death is by my side.
He laughs at me and shows no mercy for my pain.
If the choice is between this pain and suicide.
Pick the pain.
It will all be okay, just remember to breathe.
» Posted By kk On 02.04.2011 @ 3:33 pm
peanut butter jelly time! peanut butter jelly time! peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat!!
The writer of family guy HAS to be a major stoner.
» Posted By kk On 01.31.2011 @ 12:14 pm
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boring things people have to write for school dont like it sometimes fun mostly boring thought facts are in then bboorrinngg boo.
» Posted By kk On 01.28.2011 @ 7:47 am