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so I’m different. so what. I’m still a person with wants and desires as much as the next person who by the way is different. No two people can be the same.
» Posted By liv On 11.17.2017 @ 6:10 pm
She was so different from the last time I saw her. Her hair was longer, blonder, and dryed out.
Her clothes were no longer from designers but off the rack of a goodwill store.
» Posted By liv On 11.17.2017 @ 6:02 pm
The version I heard about what happened was quite different from what John told me. He said Ray took his friend to the bar and dropped him off. Ray said he never went inside. Deanna told me that Ray bought her a drink.
» Posted By liv On 11.16.2017 @ 6:10 pm
One day a little girl had a pretty red pony she never named it she held it forever.
» Posted By Liv On 09.14.2017 @ 7:26 am
“Just jump!” he yelled, “I promise I’ll catch you!”
“Yeah, right.” I called, looking back over my shoulder. I knew I could make it. The drop wasn’t too far. The real question was, did I want to? Once we left it would be final, but he looked at me with those endless blue eyes, so I let go and plunged into the unknown. All for him.
» Posted By Liv On 04.06.2017 @ 2:35 pm
I never knew I could have so much hate for someone until I met you. I never knew I could have so much love for someone until I met you. I was sane and stable until I met you.
» Posted By Liv On 05.27.2015 @ 1:32 pm
My king is weird. His kingdom is ruled by a true maniac. I try to advise him to do better, to not enforce these “holidays”, to let people walk normally, not in a way for his amusement, and to NOT be a dick lel.
» Posted By liv On 04.20.2015 @ 2:02 am
when something is past its due date for example bread and it gets hard and moldy and doesn’t taste as good. it loses its appeal and can become unsafe to eat. the smell in a car or home that is a mix of cigarettes and old air and usually is very sticky and is hard to get out. sometimes they cause values of sale to be less
» Posted By Liv On 12.19.2014 @ 2:07 pm
One side vs another. Rivalry to me doesn’t also have to be such a terrible thing. Sometimes you need to have the fire spark inside you to know something is really important. As humans we push each other. Rivalry is what makes the world go around.
» Posted By Liv On 12.05.2014 @ 8:22 pm
I don’t like this word. I like things that are real. Not cheap and fake. A bargain may make those feel happy but why not get the real thing with all its beauty and price. Why is everyone so scared of expensive things when they are just whole
» Posted By Liv On 11.28.2014 @ 3:22 pm
Yum! This chocolate masterpiece has to be the best I have ever eaten. Melting over my tongue in all it’s sweet glory. Ive always had an afinnitty for such treats.
» Posted By Liv On 06.09.2014 @ 12:55 pm
It’s brilliant really. How soon it can happen. It’s a miracle in its own right, how beautiful it is. Miraculous by definition. Happiness is what miracles are made of, and is one itself. It’s gorgeous and real-er than anything else in the world.
» Posted By Liv On 05.04.2014 @ 3:05 pm
there’s a child on the playground. they’ve fallen and scraped their knee. strange though, they’re not crying. just staring. like it’s the most fascinating thing to ever happen to them. they touch the skin – not bleeding, just scraped – and finally call their daddy over. “Daddy,” they ask, “Why doesn’t it hurt?” “Because you didn’t let it,” he says.
» Posted By Liv On 02.16.2014 @ 12:47 am
Its what I thought. You get what I’m saying? Life is exactly what it is supposed to be when it is supposed to happen. Don’t judge it. Embrace it. Love it. Learn from it. My future is unfolding exactly how it should! 2014!!
» Posted By Liv On 01.01.2014 @ 1:13 pm
All her life she’d wanted to leave, staring out the tall window in her bedroom. A quest, she reasoned, would be just the thing to restore her faith in the world. The window did not reply.
» Posted By Liv On 12.22.2013 @ 4:21 pm
Blue-haired girl was gone. The said she was just sleeping, but he knew what she looked like sleeping. Not like this. Now she looked like death. The coma had come after the car crash, which had come after the boyfriend. And he hadn’t been able to stop it. Not any of it.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he sobbed. “I came back for you. I love you and I couldn’t save you. I’m sorry.”
» Posted By Liv On 12.21.2013 @ 11:20 pm
He got to his feet, and began pacing. He considered sitting down again, but his feet itched movement. She was with him. HIM. He buried his head in his arms, but stayed standing.
» Posted By Liv On 12.17.2013 @ 7:40 pm
He’d commissioned a portrait of her, after all. He couldn’t exactly refuse. The lovely girl smiled shyly, perched like a bird on the stool placed behind the easel. He tried to smile back, failing to capture the way she moved slightly; the way she glowed. It didn’t matter. The recipient would never notice these things about a girl like her.
» Posted By Liv On 12.16.2013 @ 4:44 pm
“Hi,” she said, holding the wreath in both hands. “It’s Christmas up here. I wish you could see the snow.”
It was getting dark, and it was just a loop of evergreen in Blue-Haired Girl’s arms as the stood over the smooth granite that bore his name.
» Posted By Liv On 12.15.2013 @ 5:34 pm
The dark feeling started as a seed deep inside of her and spread into a weed and overtook her daisies that had made him love her and her winter blue hair and it grew like a vine into the sky and blocked out the sun and swallowed her in her crystaline entirety.
» Posted By Liv On 12.14.2013 @ 6:29 pm
Her hair that summer faded from deep blue to almost white in the cabin bunk, her tanned legs hanging off the side. It was her last week, school approaching in a haze of the ongoing heat wave and dying leaves.
» Posted By Liv On 12.13.2013 @ 4:30 pm
You always pronounced things wrong, which I would get on your case for. But there were a couple things you never would:
» Posted By Liv On 12.11.2013 @ 5:19 pm
He takes his bow and topples off the stage, to the laughter of the audience. The lights are scalding, even from down here. He lies in a satisfied heap on the floor, absorbing their appreciation. Next time. Next time.
» Posted By Liv On 12.11.2013 @ 12:00 am
She struggles against the rope that binds, watching the pendulum like in her favorite poem. She wasn’t much for poems; that one was just her favorite.
Poetic justice, she supposed, for insulting pretty much every other besides.
» Posted By Liv On 12.09.2013 @ 9:58 pm
While it feels like the world is ending and the ice caps are metling and all hell is breaking loose and it is time for the reaping and my heart is stopping and no one is breathing and I can hardly believe my eyes
» Posted By Liv On 12.08.2013 @ 4:41 pm
I have taken this life and this heart and I have hidden it away and now one will steal it back from me because I am a thief and
Aren’t you tired
Here, rest a moment…
I choose you.
» Posted By Liv On 12.07.2013 @ 2:26 pm
It’s the thrill of the chase, my weapon of choice glinting in my hand . That’s why I run and chase and hunt until the prey screams for me
» Posted By Liv On 12.06.2013 @ 1:02 pm
At the top of their hats
In the progression
And we didn’t say
Which I don’t regret
I regret seeing the piece of chocolate
By your feet
And leaving it for you to find
Which you never did
It was our favorite
And you let it bake and melt
Under the feeble
Of their plumes
» Posted By Liv On 12.05.2013 @ 10:58 pm
I sometimes think my life is a mirage. Are my feelings real? Why do things happen the way they do? What if all of it really wasn’t real and was just a trick. What if I only see the things I wanna see. Mirage huh?
» Posted By Liv On 09.27.2013 @ 10:36 am
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I want to now how every action I do based off of love and pure love. We are all on a journey here, we must be kind to others and base our actions from a place of joy and love. I know when I do this it has to come back to me. I send everyone love and light!
» Posted By Liv On 08.06.2013 @ 8:46 pm