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A fresh start and a new beginning. The slate has been wiped clean. Like the promise of a rising sun, the radiating light warms and incites hope.
» Posted By Nicolle On 01.01.2015 @ 9:48 pm
What a great montage of so many beautiful colors and hues and designs. It inflicts the mind with a pang of sorrow and inspiration that leaks into every hidden corner of the soul. It captures the essence of life so clearing, like the crystal clear waters under a snowy mountain range in December. The mixture flows and ebbs in and out with the life of a million ocean waves. The montage is a creation from the inner workings of an artistic mind. There are animals, unnamed and adventurous. Don’t give up on the creation of this, it has come so far. Are there ideas like this elsewhere in the world. I don’t believe so. Are there things as beautiful as something created that cannot be replicated. I don’t believe so. Is life something that can be captured through a combination of ideas and artistic creations. Yes.
» Posted By Nicolle On 06.07.2013 @ 2:36 am
distributing goods to others
» Posted By Nicolle On 06.26.2012 @ 1:25 pm
i transport on unicorns because they are colorful. i don’t like buses because they are putridity. i don like to transport myself by walking because im too lazy.transport make me happy because they smell like poo.i dont transport myself a lot.
» Posted By nicolle On 08.20.2011 @ 5:40 pm
Do what you want and love it, too.
» Posted By Nicolle On 08.17.2011 @ 3:25 pm
bricks make me happy, bricks are red just like blood, sweet blood. bricks are used to make houses but I eat them. because they taste like blood. and blood taste like bricks. bricks are happy when I eat em.bricks are hard, but they have a good heart, oh yes they do. once I dated a brick but he broke up with me.because i was too “soft” and since that day I started eating bricks.
» Posted By nicolle On 08.08.2011 @ 12:13 pm
everything hurts. hurts in the way one can by simply looking around and seeing pain. not feeling it so much on your skin, but in your lungs everytime you breathe. stuck there, scratching, clawing. behind your teeth, rotting. pulsing and pounding behhind your eyes when you look out. the world is covered in a slick black tar. everything hurts.
» Posted By nicolle On 07.12.2011 @ 11:18 pm
As he strummed his acoustic guitar her skin vibrated with anticipation of what was to come. She couldn’t wait to be in his arms; to be strummed as he did that guitar.
» Posted By Nicolle On 04.19.2011 @ 4:36 pm
Smell like a teen spirit
» Posted By Nicolle On 02.08.2011 @ 12:50 pm
It was a serene day. I looked out across the lake. I breathed smoke. My icy eyelashes fluttered.
» Posted By Nicolle On 10.26.2010 @ 10:30 pm
Weeks might as well be years.
Every second is the same.
Nothing ever changes in a significant way.
I can’t snap this cycle.
I can’t be content.
How do I help myself.
Is there any help for me?
I am damaged.
» Posted By Nicolle On 10.25.2010 @ 3:02 am
Weeks went by and nothing was better. She woke up in misery. It was her own fault, she knew. She couldn’t overcome. She felt helpless.
» Posted By Nicolle On 10.25.2010 @ 1:27 am
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Bump and die if you do not do something Karma will take revenge
» Posted By nicolle On 08.31.2008 @ 10:07 pm