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Some things are better left unsaid. We as a whole tend to leave out the whole truth for one reason or another. Sometimes it’s easier not knowing and sometimes you wish you knew. There are far too many things that we
» Posted By Ren On 04.20.2018 @ 2:33 am
through the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they whispered. I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek, and to it I say “come and get me”.
» Posted By ren On 10.09.2016 @ 11:41 am
trough the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they wispered.
I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek,
and to it I say “come and get me”.
» Posted By ren On 10.09.2016 @ 11:38 am
Trails are the way I live. The way we all live. We leave a trail of people’s lives we have touched. We leave a trail of things behind us when we get home from work or school. We leave a trail of things that let people see what makes us tick. Trails show where we have been and show us where to go and what steps to take that are the safest and best course of action. Trails are the essence of life.
» Posted By Ren On 11.20.2014 @ 6:39 am
Where this sorrow, this hollow lack of attachment derived from, is something I only wish I knew. But I haven’t the faintest clue, and so here I sit, desperate for comfort for something to anchor me to this world, but finding it in nothing.
» Posted By Ren On 04.25.2014 @ 3:15 pm
himself herself it doesn’t matter
what matters if ze is happy or not
we need to learn how to be ourselves
at how to respect each other’s choices
» Posted By ren On 12.01.2012 @ 10:22 am
rise like the sun
like a phoenix from her ashes
in the blazing glory of a new day
after a long cold night in november
» Posted By ren On 11.30.2012 @ 1:37 am
Libraries. They’re interesting. You know, I haven’t been to one in FOREVER. I pretty much lived in my public library as a kid. It was my escape, it made me happy. (smiley face)
» Posted By Ren On 11.24.2012 @ 9:51 pm
The place of relaxation.
One place where an individual could live their life as another individual, living another life.
It’s the place of diversity; of action, romance, history.
A place of silence– yet the many novels are screaming at you all at once, grabbing your attention.
» Posted By Ren On 11.24.2012 @ 9:42 pm
Krista sobbed in her room for what seemed like eternity before she calmed down enough to reflect on what just happened. Her mother hit her. This…this couldn’t be happening. There was no way her loving mommy could ever be so cruel.
» Posted By ren On 08.08.2012 @ 1:32 am
schools are everything. but they teach nothing i dont even know why i say what i say but i do. School is nothing more than a place for political propoganda. does the mr usa prez even care about an individual child of 17? no he does not. even i dont care. but i do. i want college and life beyond these years. but I cANNOT see correctly. i have a high iq i assure you. I am brilliant in all things common sense. forgive me but i cannot tell a lie says jeffry domer. im insane she writes.
» Posted By Ren On 07.29.2012 @ 1:31 pm
bags. hands. hearts. thoughts. brain. souls. feelings. lungs. wardrobes. shoes. life.
» Posted By Ren On 06.05.2012 @ 6:30 am
emptying, feelings, hopes, dreams, false hopes and dreams. But the dreams should never really be emptied, even if they’re unattainable. false hope, that just pulls you down and stops you from moving.
» Posted By Ren On 06.05.2012 @ 6:08 am
La arquitectura es algo que las personas estudian porque aman contruir edificios, fachadas, interiores y casas y pococ a pococ van aprendiendo mas. Se requiere de esfuerzo, amor y dedicacion
» Posted By Ren On 05.29.2012 @ 8:33 pm
I need to transform into myself. All my life I’ve lived as a girl, but in reality, I never really was one. I don’t want to be a boy, I was never a boy either. I am me, and need to become myself both physically and mentally. This is difficult.
» Posted By Ren On 05.28.2012 @ 9:38 am
the flip. spent summer after summer attempting to master it. Why couldn’t I? all you had to do was jump off the diving board and flip in the air. easy enough right? not quite, scary as it was, I still couldn’t do it. So I stand shivering on the edge of the board.
» Posted By Ren On 04.03.2012 @ 6:46 pm
Her hands were exquisite. Painter’s hands. Looked like they’d been carved with a potter’s needle almost. Cracked and creased and molded with age and experience. But nothing so beautiful I’d ever seen. And the colors, oh the colors. Reds and Oranges and Blues and Greens of life and love, forever melted into her skin. Been there too long to wash out.
» Posted By Ren On 03.25.2012 @ 9:33 am
Out of town, that’s what his answering machine said. Gone for a few days call you back later. How could he just say that? What if this was an emergency. This is an emergency.
» Posted By Ren On 03.04.2012 @ 8:30 pm
Pacing amid the flowing crowd.
Feels like i’m on stage.
» Posted By ReN On 12.04.2011 @ 11:53 pm
simple word .one word.
» Posted By ren On 09.15.2011 @ 8:17 pm
Given the opportunity to live life, to get through a premature birth and thrive in a loving house hold – though it certainly has its complications, a divorce included, but hey, I’m happy and intelligent and grateful to wake up every morning, no matter how unwilling.
» Posted By Ren On 07.02.2011 @ 2:10 pm
I don’t wear eye makeup. I actually hate makeup for that matter… It really bugs me. I feel like women shouldn’t have to wear it. ):
» Posted By Ren On 05.05.2011 @ 5:37 pm
Camp. I really didn’t like camp. I was stuck in a Christian all girl camp at first. Then a month long Jewish camp once… Both terrible. I am not a camp person. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t enjoy being stuck at home, but geez, I am NOT a summer camp person. Ya, I only thought summer camp. Really scarred me. Ugh… Summer camp…
» Posted By Ren On 05.05.2011 @ 7:29 am
life is luxurious, we may not seem to realise it but in fact it is. We look at a sky filled with wonders a planet filled with sights and we need to make the best of this luxury. We have opportunities and we can make better of them. i truly believe we have the capability to indulge.
» Posted By Ren On 04.17.2011 @ 3:31 am
He walked as though it didn’t matter. He was in a hurry. He wanted to leave. He wanted to go away. But as soon as his feet started on that paved ground, something caught his eye. He stopped and looked up – there was a tree. And a swarm of bees.
» Posted By Ren On 03.09.2011 @ 2:53 am
its hard to believe in anyone or anything unless you truly know what you are believing in. no matter what you may think, to trluly believe in something you need to know it and put all your heart and body to it
» Posted By REN On 12.09.2010 @ 11:25 pm
He was lousy in bed. So i faked it. Later when we are having a fight, I might use this against him. But for now I’ll let him dream.
» Posted By Ren On 11.08.2010 @ 9:38 pm
I missed you. It’s pass tense as in i don’t anymore. I’m no longer crushed by your heartless decision.
» Posted By Ren On 10.28.2010 @ 10:05 pm
While the sirens go off in the distance, the town is going crazy. The every light in this city has been shut off and the citizens are going mad. In the fields behind a warehouse, there’s a large crowd gathered together. In this mist of the crowd there is screaming. I can’t make out any of the words.
“We gotta get closer!” my brother whispers loudly in my ear.
I nod my head slightly, not completely sure it’s the best idea. My brother sneaks his way through the crowd. I stagger a few paces behind him watching his back. I am very careful not to attract any attention.
As we get closer my ears start to ring from all the noise. Something is very bad. Very bad indeed. As I move forward i begin to realize that the ground is wet. I find this odd because it hasn’t rained all summer. I stared at the grass. I wanted to touch it, I wanted to confirm that it was just water. But something told me that i shouldn’t do that.
So i just kept moving.
When i looked forward i saw that my brother had reached the gate. I saw him start to go around the corner of the warehouse. I lost my grip I ran as fast as I could to catch up. I grab my brothers arms before he could get any further. I pull him back.
My brother nods his head. We start to move forward again. This time our footsteps are careful as we creep around the corner to see all the commotion…
» Posted By Ren On 10.27.2010 @ 4:55 pm
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She carefully pulled the sheet off her head and looked around. The sun was just about to come up… She had just enough time to do one last crazy thing.
» Posted By Ren On 10.13.2010 @ 2:44 pm