Comments Posted By natalee
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Ropes of confinement are slowly getting untied
» Posted By natalee On 03.07.2016 @ 6:20 am
the american legion– a place where old people go to eat breakfast in the mornings
» Posted By natalee On 02.18.2016 @ 6:14 am
It’s pretty fateful that every morning April will bring a poptart to class and eat it for breakfast.
» Posted By natalee On 02.08.2016 @ 6:14 am
You know, I’m really pissed off today. I have a priority every morning to get to school on time but that never happens. I come in late every friggin’ day of my life and I really to try to be here on time. I have an alarm for when I’m supposed to leave my house 7:35, but I actually leave my house at like 7:40 AND I SPEED AS FAST AS MY P.O.S JEEP CAN GO, which is only like 75 mph, AND I’M STILL LATE. UGH!!!!!!! So yeah, being on time is a priority for me. Too bad it never works out for me.
» Posted By natalee On 02.04.2016 @ 6:12 am
nothing comes to mind.
» Posted By natalee On 02.02.2016 @ 6:13 am
When I was in the bathroom this morning getting ready, I turned my head to the side, where it was facing my wall. I came to find a demonic, overweight woman staring straight into my eyes. I looked closer at her, squinting my eyes, taking in all of her dark features. It was then when her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her jaw dropped inhumanly. She began running at me, full speed and consumed me with her darkness.
[Not A] true story.
My thoughts were a bit hazy this morning.
» Posted By natalee On 01.27.2016 @ 6:17 am
April’s stunt group in cheer always drops her. I’m concerned for her well-being. She’s going to break if they drop her again.
» Posted By natalee On 01.25.2016 @ 6:14 am
I admire people who are good at craftsmanship- people who are creative with their hands. They are talented artists whom I look up to. I train my hands to make art, but they do it freely and naturally
» Posted By natalee On 01.21.2016 @ 6:14 am
something I wish I had more of, something I see people struggle with it, and something I see people fake.
» Posted By natalee On 01.15.2016 @ 6:15 am
Where I’m from, rural is referred to rednecks as home. Home of the corn, the grass, the long, long rows of fields that never seem to end. Living here your whole life gets pretty mundane. I want a change. I want the ocean for awhile.
» Posted By natalee On 01.13.2016 @ 6:16 am
Your fingerprints trace the patterns of mine and we are one. One and the same, one in the head, one in the brain. You tell me that you can’t live without me and I’m scared to accept the truth behind your words. The truth that I can’t accept, but can I? You tell me this, and I am confused. Confused about me, confused about you, confused about longing too much for what I want and can’t seem to grasp. I am just doing this to bide time, because in the end we go back to where we started.
» Posted By natalee On 04.02.2009 @ 8:41 pm
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I instantly think of that Don Johnson song from Miami Vice in the 80’s. Back then it was popular for actors to have one sub-par pop hit.
» Posted By Natalee On 07.13.2009 @ 11:40 am