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execute

execution.

lots of ideas, yet even more idle hands.
what is in your head should flow down to your fingertips, past your lips

why?

why not?

go

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G O

» Posted By lin On 11.06.2015 @ 2:00 pm

prefer

what is your preference? she asked. red or yellow?
i said orange
she said that simply can’t be done.
i said give me both
she said that simply can’t be done.
a preference is a choice
but you can always bend the rules if you present your own choices

» Posted By lin On 10.25.2015 @ 7:25 pm

fans

the air from the north side of the house blew loftily across my hot cheek, grazed the habotai silk curtains, whispered on throughout the room, touching everything ever so softly. our house breathes in the air from one direction and out the other. nothing in this world is left untouched by the constant motion of particles.

» Posted By Lin On 10.13.2015 @ 2:00 pm

compete

I am in an imaginary competition with every girl who I think is beautiful. I don’t even know it. I hate them because I want them. Maybe. I want this to stop.

» Posted By Lin On 10.10.2015 @ 4:17 pm

mustard

mustard stains my fingertips that yellow that blinds your eyes at the picnic. my shirt still holds the scent of my mood that day. nothing could make me happy. everything goes wrong under those circumstances.

» Posted By Lin On 09.27.2015 @ 12:31 pm

control

my air must remain crisp. my bed fresh. my nails short. my brows kempt. my feet warm. my mood happy.

» Posted By Lin On 09.25.2015 @ 4:36 pm

fishing

“See that large, red goldfish? I’m gonna catch it for you, just watch!” He furrowed his brows in concentration and held out the rod, looking more determined than he’d ever seen him be. He let the line sink into the small pool, and tried guiding it towards the fish he was trying to capture. They were at a festival, and this was one of the small activities one could do. Apparently, no one had caught a fish yet, and of course, he just couldn’t say no to a challenge. But soon his patience wore off, and his grip on the rod slackened, and the red fish darted away quickly in the water, all his hard work, gone.

» Posted By Lin On 05.19.2015 @ 6:23 am

salesman

The doorbell rang at an ungodly hour during the night, and he’d only been asleep for less than an hour before the loud, buzzing sound woke him up. With a soft sigh, he pulled himself out of bed, and walked slowly to the front door, yawning while trying to flatten his hair into something presentable (which was pointless considering that a) his bedhair was always horrible and b) he’d be going back to sleep very, very soon anyway). Opening the door, he found himself face to face with a tall… tired looking man.

Looking at him with a bleary, slightly annoyed gaze, he asked, in the most polite way he could, “Is there something you need?”

(actually wrote waaaaay more, too long to put here)

» Posted By Lin On 03.20.2015 @ 6:59 am

mythic

There were rumours that a rare, mysterious creature inhabited the water in this region. The lucky ones who had managed to glimpse the creature said that it had the upper body of a human, and a lower body of a fish. And when he heard, he was intrigued.

» Posted By Lin On 08.19.2014 @ 4:57 am

sly

He’d always known that he was cunning. Although a passerby would say, that he looked like an angel: innocent and kind (if they even managed to notice him in the first place).

(no inspiration to continue…)

» Posted By Lin On 06.03.2014 @ 4:11 am

framework

The framework is the most important part of a building. If it’s not constructed properly, obviously, the entire building will just collapse. It’s similar in friendships, and relationships of any kind. One cannot rush into it, one needs to build a framework, may it be something like trust or honesty. Because if you don’t have that support as you progress and build your relationship together, one day, it might just break apart without warning, and it will leave you wondering where you went wrong, when all you had to do was go to the very start and search for it.

» Posted By Lin On 05.21.2014 @ 12:13 am

unknown

He disliked not knowing. Not knowing what terrible things could happen to him, not knowing what surprises would await him… it scared him to no end. And that was why he tried his best, to understand everything, to understand why certain events occurred at certain times. He researched it for his whole life, trying to uncover his own private mystery of his reality, but he discovered nothing. And it was only at the end of his long, long journey, when he was in old age, and could not walk without the help of his walking stick, that he realized, it was serendipity, unpredictability, coincidence… that made life as beautiful as it was.

» Posted By Lin On 05.20.2014 @ 4:03 am

backtrack

That was the one thing he hated most in the world. It brought upon waves and waves of all sorts of negative, depression-inducing feelings; regret, guilt, frustration, sadness… Because, if he is sucked into that world of /him/, he won’t be able to get out for a long, long time. Thinking about how things could have been if he hadn’t done this, hadn’t done that, how much he could have hurt /him/, and himself, less… It made him want to punish himself, want to hurt himself even more, because he’d been such an ignorant, self absorbed, lazy asshole.

» Posted By Lin On 05.17.2014 @ 12:48 am

mountainous

It was a long, long road that stretched on endlessly. And he had to walk it. Without stopping, without resting. And that’s what broke him. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t reach the end of that road. And as a result, he fell apart. He sunk into himself, like a heavy rock thrown into the ocean. Down, down, down. He couldn’t ever return to the surface again.

» Posted By Lin On 05.16.2014 @ 12:46 am

severe

He stood at the door of the white, bare door, staring at the metal plate with his lover’s name written on the front. With a shaking hand, he grabbed the cold handle of the door. It’s alright, he told himself. It was just a car crash. Nothing will be injured permanently. With that thought in mind, he opened the door slowly, and prepared himself.

He was lying on the bed, in a horrible state; his usually tan skin was looking oddly pale, and his midnight eyes were staring at the ceiling blankly. They moved lazily to stare at him, as he walked in.

“Hey–” He began, walking slowly towards the bed.

“Who… who are you…?” The figure lying down replied.

His heart almost stopped. “I… I’m your boyfriend. You do remember, don’t you..?”

The other showed no response. “Sorry man, I’ve never seen you before in my life. You’ve got the wrong guy.”

And that was the moment, that he realized, his world was just beginning to fall apart.

» Posted By Lin On 05.15.2014 @ 1:34 am

weathered

The once white, smooth walls of the outside of the house were now rough, and the paint was slowly peeling down. As a strong wind blew, small flakes of white scattered through the air around the building. He didn’t now what to feel about the state of the place, that he, they, once shared their precious and bittersweet young adult years. It was amusing; the outside of the house was slowly weathering, just like how their relationship slowly weathered in the long, unforgettable summer of that year.

» Posted By Lin On 05.13.2014 @ 10:53 pm

wilderness

It had been so many days already; so many that he’d lost count. The hunger in the pit of his stomach, and the dryness of his throat was unbearable, not to mention his headaches and sore limbs. Too exhausted to walk, too exhausted to do anything, he simply collapsed onto the damp forest floor. There was a soft breeze, and the rustling of leaves. As he stared across the ground, he saw a pair of legs carefully making its way towards him.

‘Ah, this is it. I’m going to die…’ He thought.

The movement stopped, and the legs crouched down. Tilting his up with almost the last bit of energy he had left, he saw a tanned face framed with navy blue curls, with an expression of curiosity, amusement and concern across his sharp features.

“Who… who are you…?” He said, his voice barely a whisper.

“The one who will save you.” And from that sentence, relief rushed through him, as he slowly slipped away from consciousness.

» Posted By Lin On 05.12.2014 @ 3:47 am

departure

There were no words spoken as he left the house. A longing stare regarded with a piercing glare; eyes filled with tears met a gaze full of anger; shaky breaths mingled with short, sharp huffs. As the door slammed shut, he fell to the floor, fell through the ground, the earth, and into the abyss itself.

» Posted By Lin On 05.10.2014 @ 2:42 am

airport

This was going to be difficult. He’d left him once before, and he’d promised that he wasn’t going to do it again. But here he was, standing at the check in gates, his luggage on the ground next to him.

“I’m sorry. I’ll call you, I’ll text you, I’ll visit you when I have a break–”

His words were cut off when he reached up and kissed him gently.

“I’ll always be here waiting for you to return, so don’t worry.” He smiled his precious, rare smile. “Have a safe trip.”

» Posted By Lin On 05.07.2014 @ 2:21 am

fought

They had never had a big, major fight. They only argued about the tiniest of things, and every time, each would be forgiven after their apologies. Yet, they still drifted apart. Without warning, without a reason, they never spoke to each other again.

» Posted By Lin On 05.06.2014 @ 12:42 am

miraculous

And then he appeared. Like the light at the end of a dark tunnel. He believed in everything the small blue haired boy couldn’t believe for himself. The way he encouraged him to think that he was worth so much more than he thought he was worth, and at the same time, became the beacon which he would always look up to and follow.

» Posted By Lin On 05.05.2014 @ 4:07 am

dating

It was amusing, thinking back to how they’d gotten together in the first place. His awkward attempts at reaching over and brushing their fingertips together, then taking them back, too hesitant to go for the actual hand. And when he finally did, at the cinemas, under the dim lights. He remembered, the warm, rough texture of that hand against his softer skin, and realised, just how much he missed him.

» Posted By Lin On 05.03.2014 @ 6:19 pm

reminded

The sky reminded him of a pair of beautiful, bright, gorgeous eyes. Eyes accompanied with a special, adorable smile. It hurt. So much. How could he have been so stupid to let such a treasure go? But he had sunk too deep, and at that time, it was impossible to escape from that suffocating abyss that was himself.

» Posted By Lin On 05.02.2014 @ 10:22 pm

joyful

His smile. Those cerulean, large, curious, deep oceans of eyes. The way his hair wasn’t too long, or too short, which made his pale blue strands fall orderly around his face. He loved him. He just didn’t know it yet.

» Posted By Lin On 05.02.2014 @ 1:18 am

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» Posted By lin On 02.15.2013 @ 4:51 pm

local

which kind of local do you mean? I don’t know what to write to each of the locals, which I know.

» Posted By Lin On 11.26.2012 @ 2:58 pm

library

I love books!! And the library is one of the best places for someone like me! I was a lot of times in my childhood in the library and any time, I will have a one library in my big house!! With a lot of different books!

» Posted By Lin On 11.24.2012 @ 3:09 pm

square

I love squares because every square is a bit different to the others. some squares have market on it, other squres are for punishment. a square don’t have to be a quadrat it can also be a circle.

» Posted By Lin On 11.23.2012 @ 1:08 pm

trap

to be trapped in a closet like the story of the ion, the witch and the wardrobe- Narnia and thereby explore a world not explored by ordinary mortals.

» Posted By Lin On 08.02.2012 @ 12:39 am

sonar

bats use sonar to like see because they are really blind animals things that are really creepy and can fit into really small holes or openings. ummm sonar isnt like radar sonar i think used water and radar doesnt?! sonar is like ultrasounds maybe?

» Posted By lin On 07.17.2012 @ 12:16 pm

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