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Staying the same.
» Posted By Susie On 10.10.2016 @ 3:24 pm
I stood at the computer, my mouse hovering over the picture of her. I wasn’t able to do much more than start at her, but I knew that I had to get to know her somehow. I needed my hand to fit within hers.
» Posted By Susie On 03.30.2015 @ 5:55 pm
I woke up this morning with the smell of freshly brewed coffee steaming into my bedroom. It was an unfamiliar thing to wake up to. Not because I didn’t like coffee, but because it meant that someone was with me. Some beautiful lady had spent the night. I crawled out of bed, landed my feet on the cold floor, and shuffled out to reintroduce myself to whomever was there with me all night.
» Posted By Susie On 02.28.2015 @ 9:29 am
The fisherman walked down the muggy grass, concerned with the weather, he wore his trademark bucket hat and red rain boots. He looked up at the gray sun and frowned, this was supposed to be a beautiful day.
» Posted By Susie On 07.05.2014 @ 11:28 pm
I struggled to hold my breath. It was horrifying. I couldn’t hold any longer. My head was spinning, my blood turned to ice. I felt faint. Then, I did something terrible. I let out a high-pitched scream.
» Posted By Susie On 01.30.2014 @ 4:44 pm
choose or choice.. choice, what do you choose? why do you choose that? is it fate? destiny? a grand design? sometimes I wonder about my choices, are they the right choices? do other think about the bigger picture? or is it just me? sometimes I think that maybe Im crazy, thinking about something so vast and abstract, I guess we like to think we have a choice, gives us a feeling of hope, and responsibility, but most importantly freedom.
» Posted By susie On 01.17.2013 @ 2:49 pm
Ever since I was a little girl I have always wanted to become a singer. But as I grow older it seems my dreams are slipping away from me as I continuously doubt I have any talent at all. I see all these young kids on TV singing amazingly and think, if I can’t sing like that, then I will never be a successful singer.
» Posted By Susie On 10.14.2012 @ 3:16 am
Once upon a time everything was possible. A great deal of time later, nothing is.
» Posted By Susie On 10.06.2012 @ 6:42 pm
It was possible, they said. Our love was possible. And I believed them. How foolish and naive was I. It wasn’t possible. Our efforts, even at best, were futile. Just like so many other things in my life, it wasn’t possible. It never had been and never would be.
» Posted By Susie On 10.06.2012 @ 6:37 pm
cant breath as the bronchial tubes become swollen.
» Posted By susie On 09.13.2012 @ 3:25 pm
the cabinet smelled musty and was covered in dust and crumbs left over from the previous tenant. how could they leave it this way ?
» Posted By susie On 07.29.2012 @ 6:17 am
The wind turbine waved in the wind. Josie went and told her Pa that it might spin of the sprocket and then they would be out of electricity. Pa would probably yell and scream and then go fix it after Josie was fully scared.
» Posted By Susie On 07.10.2012 @ 5:46 am
movies have ratings. I usually read about them when picking out a movie to see. I’m not always influenced by them but I like to see what others think of something I’m interested. Sometimes I don’t agree with what’s said. Interesting because they’re really just a matter of opinion and you know what they say about opinions right? Thumbs up or thumbs down, if it’s something I want to see, I’m going to go see it.
» Posted By Susie On 03.20.2012 @ 3:05 pm
all I ever do anymore is study. I guess that that is normal for a junior in high school but I want so badly to be able to be a kid again. I want to just step back for a minute and forget all that I’m supposed to do. I want to do what I want to do, not what others want me to do.
» Posted By Susie On 11.22.2011 @ 3:51 pm
the sound of the children’s laughter both pleased her as it made her smile, but it depressed her as well as she never got a true childhood, and most of her life was without laughter and joy. nothing ever went her way and now she hopes her children have better lives, lives full of happiness and joy.
» Posted By Susie On 11.21.2011 @ 1:31 pm
Let’s start at the very beginning, it’s a very good place to start.. Even if the beginning of something may be ruined by unpleasant circumstances, there is always a middle and an end to make up for everything that may have been lost.
» Posted By Susie On 11.11.2011 @ 2:27 pm
The inventor needed to get a patent for his new invention. It was a really cool clockwork mechanical device that was powered by steam. No one else had ever thought of this sort of thing before. He wanted to get his patent so no one else would steal his seemingly brilliant idea.
» Posted By Susie On 11.09.2011 @ 8:52 am
on the side of the interstate you can see garbage, cigarettes, and even tires. you can wonder about where the tires have been and how they got to be lying there on the side of the road. was there an accident? are they unused and were they just thrown away? you’ll never know.
» Posted By Susie On 11.05.2011 @ 6:50 pm
everyone is passionate about something whether it be education, sports, art, or another person and i believe that you should stay strong and believe in what you are passionate about. if you dont you will lose all joy in life and there will be nothing that you truly love and cherish.
» Posted By Susie On 10.31.2011 @ 2:11 pm
i live with a bunch of anarchists and i don’t give a fuck about any of the things that they give a fuck about an it causes a very strange riot between the housemates, but not actually, just in my head. then they go to protests that become real riots and i think that’s silly and futile. whatever, right?
» Posted By susie On 10.29.2011 @ 7:44 am
Compassion for him flowed through me and I was so sick of it that I wished he’d do something horrible. He sobbed and I wished he’d hit me or shout something unforgivable. So I could leave.
» Posted By Susie On 10.14.2011 @ 12:48 am
we convinced her that she was beautiful.
she’d only smile and look down.
never would she admit it,
but i wanted to be her
» Posted By Susie On 09.23.2011 @ 10:07 pm
Repetitive. Sometimes I feel like my life is on repeat. It’s the same shit over and over. I look at the calendar and the page is new, the quote is different, it’s a new day…but somehow it isn’t. I’ve been here before. I’ve felt this before. I have thought these thoughts, and I know I will again. Nothing is now. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
» Posted By Susie On 08.16.2011 @ 10:39 pm
fairytales. peter pan. just fairies, all day, zipping through the tree, sprinkling magic dust all over the land, not caring who it lands on. wings, i wish i had them. so i could fly to seattle and be with him, so i could avoid a plane ticket, those long lines, so i could see him whenever i wanted. infinite possibilities.
» Posted By susie On 08.01.2011 @ 7:23 am
I am assisted with a nurse. I am a doctor. I give shots to people and I enjoy it. I am American. I like my assistants. They are nurses. Some nurses are boys and some are girls. Once I was assisted with a person from the ER.
» Posted By Susie On 07.04.2011 @ 9:56 pm
sometimes the touch of a friend or relative is comforting beyond measure. to touch and let another know that you are there for them with no words is uniquely special. everyone deserves to be embraced.
» Posted By Susie On 06.14.2011 @ 8:22 am
swim teachers. i just started this summer and its been a challenge explaining the complexities to young students. verbalizing something that i’ve always known how to do is pretty challenging. but i think swimming is so vital that everyone should learn.
» Posted By Susie On 06.09.2011 @ 8:32 pm
I’ve always dreamed about riding in a limo to prom for high school as it is a special night for most girls yet I will never get that chance. I will never go to prom because of the horrors that were my freshman formal and sophomore semi
» Posted By Susie On 06.02.2011 @ 1:03 pm
I remember walking around downtown Vancouver with you, with our backpacks full of grapes and goldfish crackers.
» Posted By Susie On 06.01.2011 @ 11:26 pm
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i remember the fire last month, it burned my house down. I remember crying because my friends were trapped inside the town while it was burning. and at that point, I couldn’t give a shit about my house. I just didn’t want my friends to die. I told him i loved him then.
» Posted By Susie On 05.30.2011 @ 10:50 pm