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trailer

I think trailer park… hick town, small town. Small town USA. Redneck, Redneck yatch club. My grandpa and his floating pontune possie.. ah those were the days :)

» Posted By mymuses On 04.26.2011 @ 10:04 pm

robot

Sometimes i wish i had a robot… it would do my homework, do my chores, it would do everything.. and then i realize.. if i had a robot, there’d be nothing left for me to do. i’d be fat and lazy, and that’s not what i want.

» Posted By mymuses On 04.19.2011 @ 8:23 pm

approach

He approached me, and suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. He had his goofy smile on his face that made me weak at the knees. His beautiful brown hair was longer than i remembered. But here he was, walking towards me with open arms, like nothing had ever happened between us. We embraced and he told me how much he missed me.

» Posted By mymuses On 03.22.2011 @ 7:54 pm

figure

Go figure.. a common phase. But a figure has something to do with math. i hate math so very very much! hate is a strong emotion. love is a strong emotion too. i think i love him, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it! I’ve never felt happier than when i’m in his arms! Being in his arms makes me feel safe, and right. He is just right

» Posted By mymuses On 03.16.2011 @ 5:52 pm

heels

Haha right! like i can walk in those! I’ve tried, and people have attempted to help me walk in them, but all that happens is that i twist an ankle.. not fun my friends not fun. hells, whoops i mean heels, are a death trap!!!! For some reason i just can’t walk in them!!!! but it’s a good laugh for my friends!

» Posted By mymuses On 03.15.2011 @ 7:04 pm

swept

You swept the floor with them! But i didn’t literally sweep the floor with them..i just beat their team.. badly. Why are they sweeping the floor? are they like cinderella or something?! It’s called a vaccume buddy!!

» Posted By mymuses On 03.06.2011 @ 1:44 pm

example

i’m an example. an example for my sisters, and example for my friends, and example for my family. but i am not an example for myself.. why is that?

» Posted By mymuses On 03.05.2011 @ 8:48 pm

specific

be more specific. if i knew how to be more specific, i would have been. obviously i have no idea what i’m talking about, so how can i be more specific?!

» Posted By mymuses On 03.02.2011 @ 6:01 pm

keychain

I used to collect keychains. Some big, some small. And for a while, they were all on my backpack. People always knew i was coming because you could hear my backpack jingelling… one day, i heard people laughing at me. Making fun of my keychains. Calling me hurtful names. That was the last time i ever had keychains on my backpack, and it was the first time i started caring about what people thought about me. I want to go back to collecting those keychains, and not caring what people thought.

» Posted By mymuses On 02.27.2011 @ 12:55 pm

tables

what would we do without tables? we would have to eat on our laps, which we all know can get very messy. we would be doing our homework in a comfortable spot for once, but then fall asleep and not ever finish it (personal experience taught me that!) Tables, aren’t really given the credit they deserve. So thank you tables! you keep holding up the food, and you keep forcing us to do our homework! Shine on my little friends! shine on

» Posted By mymuses On 02.25.2011 @ 8:50 pm

barber

barbers. well there are barber shop quartets, which my grandpa was in. Wow, he could sing! some of my favorite memories of him are when he was singing. He could always put a smile on my face with a chorus or two of “You are my Sunshine.” I miss you Grandpa

» Posted By mymuses On 02.24.2011 @ 9:19 pm

bench

we sit on it, we ponder on it, we laugh on it, we cry on it. we are invisible on it, we are noticiable on it. it’s a bench. have you ever just sat in a park on a bench? just sat and watched the people go by? or sat with someone you loved?

» Posted By mymuses On 02.23.2011 @ 5:00 pm

mango

sweet, tangy, tropical, juicy. yeah, that’s a mango. but where did it come from? who found it first? how did they realized “Hey, we need to open this and there’s epic deliciousness on the inside”? whoever they are, however they discovered it, thank you mango finders!

» Posted By mymuses On 02.22.2011 @ 3:25 pm

outlet

an outlet is someone, or something that just lets you get out all of your anger and frustration. for some it’s writing, others running, and still others a good friend. without an outlet, we would explode with the anger and frustrations we feel on a day to day basis. thank God for outlets

» Posted By mymuses On 02.21.2011 @ 4:35 pm

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