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We all congregated in the church, and sat in solemn silence. Looking down at the floor, I heard a snicker. Immediately, everyone looked over to see who dared to break the silence. It was Tom, who had always been one that lacked empathy and feelings. It was terrible, him laughing at the death of our brothers, but expected.

» Posted By liza On 02.15.2016 @ 6:45 pm


well as i look at the outlet on the wall i remember the last words i spoke to my mother before she was dragged through it. she said, “be good, my little sprite. i will miss you. i love you lots.”
then she was gone on another mission…. and she never came back.

» Posted By liza On 04.14.2015 @ 5:04 pm


The door was hard to open, the handle rusty and the hinges stuck. When it finally busted open, the inside was covered in cobwebs and a heavy film of dust. A rocking chair stood in the corner, seemingly tethered to the floor by the thick strands of cobweb that ran from its arms to the hardwood and the wall behind it.

» Posted By Liza On 04.10.2015 @ 8:51 am


smth chemical, that could improve your healthy

» Posted By Liza On 02.10.2015 @ 4:04 pm


I’ve tried so hard not to care,
you made me feel like I’m worthless
please help me to forget
to feel easy
to go

» Posted By Liza On 10.10.2013 @ 12:26 pm


Think about all of the things you have said to me, all of the sweet nothings that you have whispered in my ear as the light fades from the sky. Think about all of the ways you have touched me, caressed me, kissed me. Think about secrets told beneath sheets and longing looks shared from across a room. Think about how we began, how we continue, and the possibility that we might never have to end.

» Posted By Liza On 02.05.2013 @ 4:51 pm


your features make me think, they make me beg for you and your thoughts. i want to know whats going on in your brain. for noone else does. your features are sharp sweet and painfull. ill never look at you the same way ever ag

» Posted By liza On 01.31.2013 @ 5:05 pm


I destroyed the world. People screaming back and forth and knowing it was my fault. There’s no better destroying the human race. After all I’m a mouse.

» Posted By Liza On 01.20.2013 @ 9:33 am


objecting my happiness. it’s the only way to live. i’m desperate to forget.

» Posted By Liza On 12.03.2012 @ 7:35 am


i walk down michigan avenue
the city lights flashing in the best cheesy way possible
christmas decorations already up
we pass by a big, stone building,
one of the only ones not soaked in holly and fake ornaments
a library
filled with pretentious college students
standing on the corner.

» Posted By liza On 11.24.2012 @ 3:37 pm


i am in love
with this concept
it molds me
into how others see me
which sounds cheesy
but who really cares?
i can fit
any cliche i want to
or i can fit precisely none
and still feel like i’m a part of some
of square
or community
or space

» Posted By liza On 11.23.2012 @ 6:46 pm


Only forth, never stop! Dream and believe in yourself and your dream! Everything is possible! God put a smile upon your face!

» Posted By Liza On 10.22.2012 @ 11:11 pm


the chicken was sweet and solf like the cloud and pink liek the blood ringing in my ears. the day you came into my life the friend chicken was the things that was on my mind. i swear i heard you sigh but i couldn’t do anything to solve the situation i’m sorry for the way this sounds.

» Posted By liza On 09.14.2012 @ 7:46 pm


Science? Kill me now. Please.

Why are you reading this?

Do something with your life.

This isn’t worth your time.

That’s what science is.

» Posted By Liza On 07.05.2012 @ 8:47 pm


The crust of this pizza is so think and dry. It looks just like the barren deserts of the Sahara. So essentially, my pizza is the desert. My salad is the rain forest. My pudding is giant lake of chocolate. The world can be experienced through many senses.

» Posted By Liza On 06.28.2012 @ 5:50 pm


But Alice didn’t like what her mother made for dinner this night; soups were her least favorite food, especially vegetable soup. She would have rather had one of her imaginary cook outs with her friend Brain and her little non existing cat Mr. Edvard.

» Posted By Liza On 06.25.2012 @ 3:42 pm


I very much dislike pits, they’re gross.

» Posted By liza On 06.19.2012 @ 2:07 pm


Life is brief so enjoy it. Do things that you will always remember and never regret.

» Posted By Liza On 06.12.2012 @ 5:40 pm


Sweet and yummy. I love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches they use to make me smile as a kid. Even though it can be sticky it was a sweet treat.

» Posted By Liza On 06.07.2012 @ 9:57 am

Jelly, bright with orange and pink! Jelly O Jello, how you are so mellow. The shaky substance on the tip of my tongue! Jelly!

» Posted By Liza On 06.06.2012 @ 12:40 pm


Henry tossed the rough rope over his head with unconscious ease, an act he’d performed countless times. He wrangled expertly the last calf, and turned to bring it to the corral. He was ready for home, too. All day riding in the hot sun – damn if his ass wasn’t chapped!

» Posted By liza On 04.25.2012 @ 10:04 am


when i look at a sunset or the ocean. My boyfriend, and how i feel about him. what i’d like to be described as but it also reminds me of some kind of artifact. Something beautiful and sophistocated.

» Posted By liza On 03.24.2012 @ 3:59 pm


brunch is a a blend of lunch and breakfast. it is so delightful i love it. yum it swells and feels great in my fa stoma

» Posted By Liza On 03.09.2012 @ 7:55 am


ohhhhh, i love to be snn you can stuff without peioplwe knowing what you are doing. I don’t really know ehat welse to say and i know im getting alot iof words wrong but im typing really fast so thats bound to happen right, anyways i really like being sneaky like i said before but sometimes sneakiness is bad oh and im listening to switchfoot which is one of the best abnds ever but i love RELLIENT K alot MORE MATT T uis sooooooooo sexiiiiii right? right? right? wairt this isn

» Posted By Liza On 12.09.2011 @ 8:57 am


Celebrate. Ummmm. It means be hap[ppy. Hav fun be good. Just have fun. Just celebrate. And be you. Celebrate you, Vause that’s all you have. For now…. bye!!!

» Posted By Liza On 09.20.2011 @ 9:19 am


force me to do something. force you to do something.
not happy.
f. o. r. c. e.
freaking old routine centenials exist.
force me to love you. force you to love me.

» Posted By liza On 08.25.2011 @ 11:48 am


Silky smooth. Sheets. Pajamas that you always wanted as a child, but your parents would never buy you because cotton was just fine to sleep in. Nobody sees you sleep, so why do you need to look nice? Hand me downs will do just fine, they always said. Never the nice silk hanging on the hanger at the store.

» Posted By Liza On 08.23.2011 @ 1:35 pm


sinking through the waves like rock, falling toward the center of the earth. pulling me down, the water pulls over me in ripples, forcing my further down. darkness seeps into me. and i shut my eyes and sleep.

» Posted By liza On 08.22.2011 @ 4:40 pm


needle and thread can be used to make sweaters and mittens or any type of knitted clothing that one would desire to wear. some people use thread to stich up damaged clothing or to make quilts and blankets. Thread has many useful things about it

» Posted By liza On 08.15.2011 @ 7:47 pm


how and why what straw to take the delicate pink or perhaps a blue
something to chew
nothing to chew
mouthforward and straightforward yet
nothing to chew
a straw to suck the very life
something to chew
lipsforward and straightforward yet
something to chew
something to remove

» Posted By liza On 07.11.2011 @ 3:18 pm

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