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soon it’ll be christmas.
soon the show will be over.
Soon I’ll be done with college.
Soon I’ll be done with my career.
That’s the only word I’ve heard for the past few days.
I wish soon would come later.
» Posted By raella On 11.26.2012 @ 7:48 am
I’m not very outgoing in the sense that I can’t seem to tell my friends how I feel.
One of them has been upsetting me lately–and I’ve been having a hard time with everything lately.
And if I felt comfortable enough I would be able to tell him why, but the sad thing is he doesn’t see that something’s wrong.
And if he can’t support me at my worst then he certainly doesn’t deserve me at my best.
» Posted By raella On 05.09.2012 @ 6:53 pm
there is a poster of usher in my room
i received it a long time ago. probably in the year 2000.
other posters have come and gone but that one remains
and every time i return from college my family is there to greet me
and though my room is dusty and old and things have changed in it, usher smiles at me
as if to say welcome home
» Posted By raella On 04.26.2012 @ 7:23 pm
my brain is rattling right now. i can hear it. the thoughts are rattling around inside of it ricocheting off the edges and trying to spill out of my mouth and ears.
and the actual brain is rattling. inside my skull. that’s why my head hurts so badly now.
» Posted By raella On 04.13.2012 @ 7:25 pm
i was bitten once.
not by a dog. not by a cat. not by a mosquito. mosquitos don’t bite anyway. they suck your blood through injection.
i was bitten by a person.
he left teeth marks in my neck
blood gathered around the spot but didn’t spill
it really hurt
but it felt so good too
» Posted By raella On 04.12.2012 @ 8:17 am
i blaze always. it’s who i am and it’s what i do. i blaze away my problems and each time i inhale and exhale it’s like i lose another thing that i should be worrying about. but i’m young and stupid. so i will continue to blaze until i’m older and i know better.
» Posted By raella On 04.01.2012 @ 6:15 pm
ironic that the word of the day describes the weather where I am at this moment.
» Posted By raella On 03.31.2012 @ 7:53 am
pastels are really pretty. they remind me of the leaves i used to pick when i was little.
cherry blossoms. gorgeous cherry blossoms, on my way back from the library.
pastels also remind me of babies. and fields. and youth. i still have my youth, but i long for an earlier time still. I love pastels. I wont ever outgrow them.
» Posted By raella On 03.16.2012 @ 6:02 pm
belief makes things real, like gavin degraw said. It is subjective. I believe, therefore it is real; you don’t therefore it is not. belief is what brings us together and tears us apart. it saves lives and ruins them. how can something so wonderful be so confusing and hurtful at the same time?
» Posted By raella On 03.13.2012 @ 10:09 am
the most awkward time. the time in between two meals. the time that isn’t very early but is also not too late.
But also the time that is most beautiful, and the time that creates the most variety and excitement and deliciousness, both sweet and savory.
i am 20. this is my life’s brunch time.
» Posted By raella On 03.08.2012 @ 8:06 pm
weaving more time into my day for enjoyment.
weaving more health into my life so that I can have more time in my day.
That’s the most difficult part of life.
» Posted By raella On 03.02.2012 @ 11:16 am
She treaded carelessly and with a strange proud grace through the dewy mists. Knowing this terrain was her right, and she’d be damned if she stumbled.
» Posted By Raella On 08.24.2010 @ 11:00 pm
The leaves trembled at the insinuating and oh-so-demanding touch of the wind. How could they say no? They were at its mercy.
» Posted By Raella On 08.23.2010 @ 1:40 pm
He walked through the terribly kept lawn, random stones, and one empty snail shell crackling under his toes. Overhead, the clouds skittered as if in a high wind, yet, the trees about him remained motionless.
» Posted By Raella On 08.22.2010 @ 5:31 pm
Under the bridge sat the cat, soggy, yet satisfied. Tonight, one less mouse would scum up the streets.
» Posted By Raella On 08.21.2010 @ 12:47 am
She held the flask to her lips, the warm liquid burning down an esophagus already raw from vomiting… She hated remembering Saturdays.
» Posted By Raella On 08.09.2010 @ 9:02 pm
She had to escape from this monotonous schedule. It was literally killing her. She dreamed of endless road trips, sun in your hair and sweet country air on your tongue. She had to go.
» Posted By Raella On 08.05.2010 @ 7:08 pm
She crossed herself at the sight of him out of habit really. There was no way god could save her from the mad creature before her.
» Posted By Raella On 08.04.2010 @ 11:59 am
It was stranger than most of the other gifts on the table, in that it wasn’t wrapped so much as papered over. A silly thing to do when the main objective was to destroy the outer shell to get to the prize.
» Posted By Raella On 07.21.2010 @ 11:58 am
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It was oddly shaped, and she couldn’t stop staring at it. A fine piece for flowers she supposed, yet, she couldn’t get the idea of loading the daft thing with jewelry. She had quite the selection, and a suicide jewelry box sounded just right.
» Posted By Raella On 07.20.2010 @ 11:17 pm