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BORING BLA BLA BLA.
In certain diets you need lots of minerals because your diet is starving you to death.
It’s on the backs of food boxes/cans.
Really? Though? Rocks, the minerals influence the colors of the rocks.
» Posted By River On 02.09.2015 @ 11:26 pm
love, warmth, all in one cup, I love tea. twirling the honey around, like a whirlwind of thoughts tangentially becoming aware of all things transfusing in and out
» Posted By river On 01.17.2015 @ 3:47 pm
Oh God. This describes an annoying trait I sometimes see in my colleagues, and in myself. I don’t understand how it creates productivity, in fact it just makes everything less efficient. it is distracting. This word alone creates a cloud of negativity above the positive vibes I’ve been having all day.
» Posted By river On 01.06.2015 @ 2:57 pm
Rented is the place I live in, as it has been the past 10 years. Home doesn’t feel like home anymore, and neither does this place. It has in the past. The transition occurs not with your surrounding environment but your surrounding company.
» Posted By river On 01.05.2015 @ 4:18 pm
I have rented my entire life, because everywhere I’ve been, it’s been temporary.
I secretly love it, the excitement of a new place, new friends. But there is something missing, familiarity at first. That slowly goes away as friends become like family. Otherwise, you’re just really fucking lonely.
» Posted By river On 01.05.2015 @ 4:07 pm
My dad isn’t very wealthy, but neither is hers, everyone has to have a low income at some point right? well, thats just like this. Money isnt everything to me anyway, id much rather love and have experiences than that of money. Seriously, no biggie.
We’d love to afford a holiday, but just having dinner with that one special person is enough to satisfy me. A special person would be much more important to me than money, thats what i strive to have in life.
» Posted By River On 08.03.2013 @ 3:17 pm
Everything has shattered around me and I feel nothing, how sad. It never used to be like this.
» Posted By River On 05.26.2013 @ 11:40 am
There was a knock at the door of the wooden cabin. Grace got up from her seat at the table to answer it. Opening the door she saw no one there. Grace looked around for who ever it may have been knocking before sitting back down to finish her oatmeal.
» Posted By river On 02.28.2013 @ 2:19 am
My speed was increasing. The trees were no longer looking like trees, but khaki colored blurs. I could feel the wind whipping against me, punishing me. I hit the bump. My ski’s flew up over my head as i went crashing into the cold hard ice. A shot of pain went through my body starting at my shoulder.
» Posted By River On 06.22.2012 @ 9:31 am
We spent a good part of the night emptying our clothes of sand. After three days of traversing through the desert, it was inside of everything. I tried to sneak away to dust myself off, and soon after slipping my shirt and pants off I felt a cold hand against my back.
“Boo,” Nathaniel said, and then he was on his back, my knee in his stomach, the air rushing out of his lungs.
» Posted By river On 06.04.2012 @ 6:02 pm
the smooth curves contrasted perfectly with the jagged edges and the rustic birds nest in the corners. this buildings fate had been thought out perfectly, up to the horrible dissaster that brought it down along with the rest of the town.
» Posted By river On 05.29.2012 @ 5:34 pm
“This puts us in a dilemma,” Nathaniel said as he swung his sword around, treating it as a toy more than a weapon. I wondered what it felt like, in his hands. I had never touched it before, and prayed that I would never have to.
“No it does not,” I countered, and then took a step forward.
Nathaniel just sighed and followed me. He knew that I would always act first, think later. Dilemma or not.
» Posted By river On 05.29.2012 @ 5:22 am
“If you think you are going to get away with this little stunt, you are dead wrong,” I was breathing hard, anger and rage fueling my emotions, spilling into my muscles and running up and down my nerves.
I hated her. And she knew it. She wanted me to strike out, to attack. Then she would have an excuse to fight me and it would be no one’s fault but my own.
» Posted By river On 05.26.2012 @ 10:03 pm
and there he was laying with his twisted legs on the ground, we never thought to stop him, we were young, reckless. the one stunt that landed him dead was the one that ended on our conscience. nobodyd ever thought to reason with him, we knew he wouldnt listen, but also a part in all of us wanted to see if he could actually do it. well now we knew he couldnt.
» Posted By river On 05.26.2012 @ 6:56 pm
Haddison always sent one of us up to the surface to retrieve his packages. He never went to the top himself. I sometimes wondered when the last time he it was that he saw the sun. I always wondered if he was scared that they would find him if he took a breath of air that was not recycled by a pump.
I always wondered if he was happier down there, deep in the earth.
Maybe down there he couldn’t remember my mother. And the terrible way she died.
» Posted By river On 05.25.2012 @ 4:10 am
We stay in the local lodge, which masquerades as a tavern on the edge of town. Nathaniel tells me that he used to live there, in the basement. I wonder if that’s why he was able to grow so accustom to living in the underground lab with myself and Haddison.
He tells me that’s where he met her. That she runs the place.
When I find this out, I no longer wish to stay.
» Posted By river On 05.24.2012 @ 5:20 am
Haddison left me to monitor the strange chemical concoctions that he’d left on the high table in the lab. I often found that when I was left alone with these bubbling mixtures that I wondered what compounds had gone into creating them. I wished that I could shrink and float around inside the bubbles, dancing between the atoms.
These were the only moments I let foolishness enter my mind.
» Posted By river On 05.22.2012 @ 7:55 pm
“We can name it the ‘great quest to save humanity’,” Nathaniel laughs, using his fingers to make quotes in the air as he speaks.
The others join him, but none of them know how deep his words run.
Only I know that it will take more than what we have to save us all.
His smile falters when his eyes meet mine. He’s putting on a show for everyone but me.
» Posted By river On 05.22.2012 @ 4:09 am
I’m calling out his name, calling out for him to stop. I know that he can’t, and the volts and jolts keep coming.
It’s torture, this shocking electrifying mess that we’ve gotten ourselves into.
Tears fall down both our cheeks. When it’s all over we’re both going to be so broken.
I call out to him, telling him to do what he must. If it will save us all in the end.
» Posted By river On 05.21.2012 @ 3:48 am
The bodies pile up around us and I cannot stop to even cry over them. So many fallen. So many of them could have been myself, Nathaniel, Walker even… but we were lucky. I wonder why we always get so lucky.
I keep searching the piles, hoping that I wont spot my father’s face.
I pray that we continue to be so lucky.
» Posted By river On 05.19.2012 @ 11:20 pm
There’s a space behind us. Vulnerable. I know that I can cover it, keep us safe, but i can’t take my eyes off her.
She’s always there, distracting him. Distracting me.
I want to shove her in that space, let her receive the brunt of the attack.
I want to put her in the space behind us.
» Posted By river On 05.17.2012 @ 9:58 pm
It’s a foreign word. One I’ve never spoken before.
Nathaniel whispered it into my ear the first time we kissed. He spoke in hushed tones as I sat there, more terrified than I had ever been before.
I have never had romance. And he has. I’m not sure what scares me more.
» Posted By river On 05.17.2012 @ 3:20 am
I feel a burning inside of myself, racing as fast as the engine of the machine that powers the center of the city. I imagine flames leaping up and licking the inside of my skin, burning it black and I wish that I could exhale smoke. Nathaniel is looking at me with dangerous eyes and I know that he’s right to fight. I’m next to him, and when he lowers his eyes, giving me the signal, I charge.
» Posted By river On 05.15.2012 @ 11:55 pm
Something you do to keep others away or out of something private or yours; what belongs to you and not someone else and you want it to stay that way.
» Posted By River On 08.05.2011 @ 7:30 pm
I amuse myself with morbidity. He amuses himself with sex, therefore making us the perfect couple. He has sex with me, and I laugh at his morbidly small penis. That is just the cruel sort of couple we’ve become.
» Posted By River On 07.28.2011 @ 9:04 pm
Whatever I was expecting I’m not sure if this was whatever it was I was expecting to expect. I expect many other people have expectantly waited for words too.
» Posted By river On 07.10.2011 @ 4:23 am
It’s taken a good chunk of money to attend this dance, between the dress and the work she wasn’t doing while she was busy being a wall flower. Of course Mark had to work. He always had to work when she needed him.
» Posted By River On 07.03.2011 @ 1:56 am
Every human life begins with birth and ends with death. Both are miracles in their own right, and yet one is beautiful and one is horrible. Why is birth something to talk about and enjoy while death is a topic to be avoided?
» Posted By River On 05.08.2011 @ 3:20 pm
keychains are used by many, they are bright, silly, colourful and maybe just a tad morbid. Morbid you say? why morbid, well there are many ways to kill a person with a keychain, say through the eye? the ears or maybe just accidentally ingested by a small child. Quite an interesting way to die at least, full of angst.
» Posted By River On 02.27.2011 @ 1:55 pm
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it’s the invention of venal guys trying to upturn our self-satisfied views of the world. science is disruptive, and claims to find the truth, but in fact, all it does is to muddle things up.
» Posted By river On 11.20.2010 @ 5:33 am