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I saw the balloon rise in the sky, big and red. Drifting through the air currents with no real direction. I thought, some child must be sad that they had let it go, slip out of their tiny palm. Or maybe, a birthday party was a bit less decorated, having lost that shiny red balloon to the clouds.
» Posted By Shanna On 06.29.2013 @ 6:32 am
I wish eveything could be simple. I want a simple life, a simple job and a simple me. But will I be happy with just simple.
» Posted By Shanna On 05.09.2013 @ 11:02 am
It could refer to two things in my mind. Street signals and those by a man to a woman or vice versa. Signals are that glance, the smile, that unmistakable ‘look’.
» Posted By shanna On 03.06.2013 @ 3:32 pm
The teeth of the great white were all that I could see from the mouth of the cave. I shivered with apprehension as I donned my shield and pressed forth. I braced all the muscles in my body and stabbed it in the side.
» Posted By shanna On 10.21.2012 @ 2:20 pm
start now just go don’t stop FUCK im so stuck i cant even i have all these feelings and fears and fucking COLLEGE omg i have to begiN a new life can i even do that this isnt poetic at all i dont know how im gonna pull together 10 pages of my thesis for saturday fuck fuck fuck im just gonna not im just gonna stop and eat and watch tv because i need a break from beginnings
» Posted By Shanna On 09.20.2012 @ 8:21 pm
The side of the house was always so messy, but I rather liked to think of it at a jungle of memories and vintage toys. I missed those days when my siblings and I would rummage through it and find our past within.
» Posted By Shanna On 08.23.2012 @ 11:31 pm
I think about arm pits. I have a wonderful deodorant that smells kind of manly but I love it. I don’t smell awful when I sweat. My friend Jo does. I haven’t ever told her. The deodorant is called Arrid XX: Cool Shower. Am i supposed to be done yet?
» Posted By Shanna On 06.19.2012 @ 11:14 am
i am not too keen on crocs
» Posted By Shanna On 06.19.2012 @ 10:10 am
The castle on the hill was expansive; a stone cold gray with leaning towers on one side and a mass of decay and greenery on the other. It was a spiritual build, highlighted against an ashen sky with little else surrounding its barren landscape and forgotten fields. What else was a forgotten girl to do in such a place other than to dream? To dream of coasts and rushing waters or grassy fields filled with the scent of air and blue sky and the soft cry of birds was her life then. A life she lived in secret in the castle on the hill.
» Posted By Shanna On 10.19.2011 @ 10:30 pm
fun punk racy. falling off, losing balance. plates tables cliffs paper mountains relationships strings breaking terrible feelings, end
» Posted By shanna On 10.02.2011 @ 2:32 pm
into the blue wide nothing paper white sky arms outstretched wind on your throat chills your chest it rolls through you and tumbles into your limbs like icy water.
» Posted By Shanna On 09.17.2011 @ 4:56 pm
to be close to, not far. Or, a feeling of closeness.
» Posted By shanna On 08.14.2011 @ 8:39 am
the canvas is a blank page, something to paint your life on. take time to realize your true colors and use those to make a beautiful picture on the canvas that is your life. don’t be afraid of anything, try everything once. live your life to the fullest and make the world see how beautiful your painting is.
» Posted By shanna On 08.07.2011 @ 11:39 pm
there are many different levels to life, each requiring a different wave of understanding and each beginning and finishing with different events. The good, the bad and the ugly are only three. But take each level as they come and smile (: .
» Posted By Shanna On 08.03.2011 @ 10:10 pm
Expecting is okay. It’s a normal human thing. What’s sad about it is when you keep expecting things then it never happens. Gosh. It happens to me a million times. It kinda sicks.
» Posted By shanna On 07.10.2011 @ 1:04 am
Bones are brittle. They can easily snap and crack under pressure – whether that pressure be accidental or not. They lead a false sense of comfort to their owner. We think that we will be fine and don’t have to worry, but that isn’t the case. Not at all.
» Posted By Shanna On 05.11.2011 @ 9:53 pm
me and my crew chilling on an airplane, in the grass in the sun the sky
the sky is blue
chilling with our crew cuts
listening to hip hop
bigger than a hip hop
» Posted By shanna On 05.09.2011 @ 11:25 am
Alumni are the people who have graduated from an institution. I’ve always thought of them as old and weird. Until I graduated last year and became an alumnus from my high school…
» Posted By Shanna On 04.10.2011 @ 11:11 am
I figure things out in my own head. how you “figure” is based on experiences.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.16.2011 @ 11:50 am
Dorothy’s red magic heels. “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home.” I guess the moral of the story is: no matter how uncomfortable your shoes are, they’ll always bring you back home.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.16.2011 @ 8:27 am
To wander through the woods. To wander around town. To go somewhere, circling the place, not knowing what to expect. Not knowing what you’re looking for. And even better … not caring.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.14.2011 @ 4:39 pm
Magical. Stick. Powerful. Very powerful, yet so small. So trivial. How does one little branch hold so much magic? It doesn’t make sense. But then again, not much of witchcraft does. I guess that’s what makes it so cool.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.13.2011 @ 3:36 pm
Fucking obsessed with her. I can’t stop thinking about her. I’m crazy about her, and she has no idea. I get told all the time that I have an obsessive personality, but how am I supposed to help it? I mean, is being obsessed with someone that bad, really? I mean, if she would just take the time to get to know me, she’d see that I was great, and that I could be everything that she ever wanted or needed or thought was humanly possible. Instead, I’m just obsessed.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.12.2011 @ 8:21 pm
Obsessed. It’s like… being in love. But creepier. But also like love, its not something you can stop. It’s an emotion. A weird, complicated one, but an emotion nonetheless.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.12.2011 @ 11:16 am
Everyone in life tries to make their own statement. It’s why we’re here. It’s who we are. Statements let other know where we’re coming from. They bring people together. They make this world a stronger, more beautiful place. This is my statement.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.11.2011 @ 8:32 am
I have no control over some things that happen to me. Well, I do have a lot of control, but sometimes things just happen. I think people want more control than they can have. It’s a strong word and no one likes to feel helpless about their lives. I think control has both negative and positive connotations. negative in people like dictators who will do anything for control. Postitive, in that it can lead you to having a strong, dedicated, productive and happy life.
» Posted By Shanna On 03.04.2011 @ 6:10 pm
sheet i dont know hey hi hello im going to talk about my mom instead sorry mom everyday she has to say something about me finding a boyfriend no nope sorry mom boys dont like me nobody does never going to get married or have a friend ever again so great fabulous ill just end up adopting a child and hopefully he or she will love me okay yeah sounds pretty good to me mom please leave me alone dad please leave me alone i know i dont hang out with anyone anymore okay i know i dont have friends please leave me alone please please please okay please
» Posted By shanna On 10.13.2010 @ 1:21 pm
only two people have “left” me before and it really hurt me. they were my best friends and it was over a year ago i shouldn’t still be dwelling on this but they made me not want a best friend ever again and this sucks because i really enjoyed it
» Posted By shanna On 10.09.2010 @ 7:54 am
Everyone is driven.
By a person, by an event.
Even when you don’t think you are,
There’s something going for you.
Something you believe in..
Have faith in..
Everyone is driven.
» Posted By Shanna On 06.14.2010 @ 5:33 pm
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when I see his smiles, my heart races
all around, I see their smiling faces
they all feel the same about him
and it’s killing me within
» Posted By Shanna On 06.12.2010 @ 4:48 pm