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there was a drag in the building a very subtle flow of air. im not sure how i felt about it but it changed the atmosphere and it made the little dust molecules change in an instance making me happier than ive ever been.

» Posted By skyler On 05.24.2018 @ 1:49 am


Sitting upright . I have horrible posture. The more upright you sit the less you are likely to look like quazy Moto (spelling?) when you’re old. I used to work with an older lady who had such bad posture she literally could not stand up straight.

» Posted By skyler On 08.05.2017 @ 8:47 pm


a drink given to a baby.Or a mathmatical equasion used in calulus and algebra.Also could be steps to do something.

» Posted By Skyler On 10.08.2015 @ 6:09 pm


Defiantly we bend our heads, our shoulders, our hearts in the direction of what is right. We inch forward, small shapes struggling in desperation.

We grip tight to hope. We shelter it against our chests and carry on because there is nothing else we can do.

There is nothing else.

» Posted By Skyler On 04.30.2015 @ 4:19 pm


Jim was a greedy motherfucker. He was always stealing candy from children. One day Jim tried to steal a lollipop from little Suzie. To his dismay the lollipop was laced with cyanide. Jim dun goofed and now he’s dead. Little Suzie is still alive to this day, Jim saved her. Jim was a hero.

» Posted By Skyler On 10.14.2014 @ 9:25 am


To understand or make of a situation.

» Posted By skyler On 01.27.2014 @ 7:01 am


Many rely on religion. They look to it for support, hope, faith. Although times have changed since it’s writings. We have evolved in so many ways, and so has our faith and interpretation on such a book.

» Posted By Skyler On 01.16.2014 @ 1:45 pm


There was burning on the rooftop of the hotel. Slowly but surely, the men rushed to help. They quickly realized that this was beyond help and perished away into the blackness of the night. Never again did the hotel have such a grand fire.

» Posted By Skyler On 05.05.2013 @ 3:10 pm


thinking is really esasy i guess hah, consideriung that thats what in not supposed to be doing right now….Just writing….yeah but all i can think about is a girl I really hate, hwrr names Jacqui and shes just really been horrible latly. shje turned my best friend of four years against me in

» Posted By Skyler On 02.05.2013 @ 2:59 pm


Up ahead, I see nothing but darkness. As much as the dark is engulfing my soul, I move towards it. No turning back. This is it. This is goodbye.

» Posted By Skyler On 01.26.2013 @ 10:32 am


the stairs unfolded in front of her at an alarming speed. “There are so many.” she thought as she gazed out at the endless amount of death platforms. “HOW IS THIS SUPPOSED TO HELP ME??” she yelled at the defining darkness, her words reverberating and hitting her ears again in an eerie echo: “-HELP ME! -help me! -help me!”

» Posted By Skyler On 11.01.2012 @ 5:37 pm


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» Posted By Skyler On 08.01.2012 @ 3:50 pm


A long time ago, cabinets were the bane of my existence. They held all the secrets. And the cookies too.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.28.2012 @ 12:41 pm


A bunch of connections and space and time. A bunch of lab coats and beakers and things that bubble. A bunch of nothing. A bunch of everything.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.05.2012 @ 6:16 pm


My favorite poster is above my bed. One night, my cat decides that it needs to die. So attacks it. And now my favorite poster is now my favorite poster with two long slash marks that had to be taped up.

» Posted By Skyler On 04.26.2012 @ 3:54 pm


I am a gladiator. Nothing else. If you looked at me, you would see a man. A man covered in dirt and blood. A man with no past. A slave. That’s all I am anymore. Sometimes, I wish someone would catch me off guard. To take my life and splatter it all over the ground.

» Posted By Skyler On 04.25.2012 @ 6:00 pm

I am a gladiator. Nothing else. If you looked at me, you would see a man. A man covered in dirt and blood. A man with no past. A slave. That’s all I am anymore. I just fight for no reason. No. I do fight for a reason. For your entertainment.

» Posted By Skyler On 04.25.2012 @ 5:56 pm


Like chalks. What you would use in elementary school, when you would color without inhibition. Creating with soft colors, to show the peace and joy in your world.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.16.2012 @ 10:30 pm


My eyes slowly opened, but I closed them again after a few seconds. I didn’t want to get up anytime soon. I turned myself over towards my alarm clock and opened my eyes again. 12:00. I stared at the red numbers for a few moments then shut my eyes. I’ll get up in a little bit to have some brunch.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.08.2012 @ 12:30 pm

My eyes slowly opened after twelve or so minutes. I didn’t want to get up anytime soon. I turned my over to my alarm clock. 12:00. I stared at the red numbers for a few moments then closed my eyes again. I’ll get up in about 25 minutes to have some brunch.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.08.2012 @ 12:27 pm


In town, everybody seems to be nice. After a few days there, I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe I would want to spend more time there. Perhaps move there someday.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.04.2012 @ 12:38 pm


Spiders. Lots and lots of spiders. Just sitting around a table and weaving their intricate webs. And telling stories about their grandchildren and the old days. And having flys for lunch.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.02.2012 @ 1:46 pm


Well, uh, lanterns light the way. I guess. Why else would they be there? To make you happy? Maybe, if lanterns make you happy. Who knows.

» Posted By Skyler On 03.01.2012 @ 5:22 pm


this weirdly reminds me of clipping my fingernails. I don’t like the word clipped because it reminds me of cut. Anything that hurts you really. Or sharp. I just don’t like the word. Like, “OOPS! I just clipped your finger, when I meant to clip your NAIL!” And then come the tears.

» Posted By Skyler On 09.10.2011 @ 6:53 am


I wish I had the answer to everything but I don’t. Sometimes I feel like I never understood any question at all. Perhaps that is the answer: I will never understand it all, or much.

» Posted By Skyler On 08.11.2011 @ 10:39 pm


bricks are hard as shit and hurt when you get hit by them. I like red bricks the best. Red bricks remind me of red hard shit. and shit is cool. uummm…. I love bricks. they are really cool.

» Posted By skyler On 08.08.2011 @ 5:48 pm


Stem reminds me of a flower. A plant. At 5th Grade Camp I had to eat a flower. How I hated 5th Grade Camp. Yuck. It was horrible. I got homesick. But we did learn a song about a flower. Roots, stem, leaves, flower, fruits, and seeds. Repeat. Odd.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.05.2011 @ 5:04 pm


San Francisco. All the cranes in the water. My sister saying she wants to slide down that thing. The bird. Kung Fu Panda. Me, my sister, my mom, and my grandma wanting to see Kung Fu Panda 2.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.03.2011 @ 2:46 pm


When you give something to someone it is given. The Giver. The writer who died and lived with his wife for thirty years and his brother, father, and her are fighting over who get’s his money. My mom and grandma reading The Girl who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.02.2011 @ 1:28 pm


It reminds me of a hair braid. A book I read called The Westing Game. Turtle, the girl who always got her pigtails (braids) tugged on by people. My frenemy Olivia who wore braids at my softball pool party.

» Posted By Skyler On 07.01.2011 @ 4:47 pm

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