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the fence was too high. it made me question if i was going to be able to go over it, but i had to. i had to save my father’s life or else the fire would burn him alive, and would burn me alive from all the guilt that would build up inside of me.
» Posted By taz On 07.24.2015 @ 12:35 pm
they had to use him as bait or else the whole plan would have failed. it was going to be a tricky scheme, however they knew it could be achieved. their grand plan.
» Posted By taz On 07.22.2015 @ 11:51 am
the screaming and shouting surrounding me was deafening. i tried to shut it out but all that did was make me feel insecure, like i was going to fall into a bottomless pit. i was going insane. no one was in the room.
» Posted By taz On 05.31.2015 @ 11:32 am
People have always told me how charming I am. I could make a man stop in his tracks on the street. People always tell me I’m charming and drop dead gorgeous. People love to be around me and I am told I am loved by many. But that is not how I feel inside.I feel ugly and annoying and so, so lonely most of the time.
I grew up on a ranch in northern Tennessee. My family is from France originally and we have lived in America for five generations now.
» Posted By Taz On 12.27.2014 @ 11:07 pm
slip, trip, rip,
» Posted By Taz On 01.04.2014 @ 1:34 pm
i had to grind the pepper grinding your teeth is annoying I find people that grind the dance floor disgusting GRIND its a word and a magnificent word. LOLL grind. Grind is probably the name of a song. probably.
» Posted By taz On 06.08.2012 @ 12:30 am
This is the final call for every thing that was meant to be. But somehow it didnt happen and I wasnt sure how it would get across. Suddenly I look up and notice. There it is.
» Posted By taz On 03.20.2012 @ 12:18 pm
we hold the flame in our hands and give it down from generation to generation and hope it will never go out.
» Posted By taz On 03.19.2012 @ 10:13 am
these are the days when such things no longer hold the importance as it had in those days. sometimes when i see them beautifully shining from doorways in the most random places i wonder how such things are no longer used in home and how people no longer appreciate the soft light it gives of.
» Posted By taz On 03.02.2012 @ 10:59 am
key chain: keep of keys, what is the use of a key chain? Is it supposed to decorate your key ring? Add a little flair? show people who you really are? Or is what you show people really who you really are?
» Posted By Taz On 02.27.2011 @ 8:20 pm
well, i dont know what to say really. I had a really great and fun day today. Thats good. I didnt get much work done though. Hopefully i will. I have a lot to do. That’s about it. Bye.
» Posted By Taz On 05.02.2009 @ 9:23 pm
i used to have a slight obsession with tea
i think im over it now
i used to write a bunch of poems about tea and draw pictures of tea
its probably because i used to also have an obsession with the british
» Posted By taz On 05.01.2009 @ 5:04 pm
i dislike lots of thing
i should try and be more positive and give things more of a change
i say the word hate too much
i should really change
one day ill be a nicer person
» Posted By taz On 04.29.2009 @ 6:32 pm
my lips are glossy today
i used my favorite lip gloss
and now i feel like maybe
people will want to kiss me
» Posted By Taz On 04.28.2009 @ 3:57 pm
i just got this word! this is only my second time doing this and I got the same thing. What the heck. I said gentle like a babys skin or something like that. then i started talking about the wind and stuff. buh bye.
» Posted By taz On 04.27.2009 @ 2:51 pm
gentle like a baby
is that the best I can come up with?
yes it is my friend
my time is not up yet
gentle like the wind
in my face
in a storm
» Posted By Taz On 04.27.2009 @ 2:47 pm
Black ink is so beautiful when the lines dance across a yellowing page like a young woman twirling in the privacy of her room the first time he told her that he loved her more than life.
» Posted By Taz On 05.16.2009 @ 5:53 pm
I’m not clinically depressed–yet. Well, actually I doubt I’ll ever be. Goodbye.
» Posted By Taz On 05.15.2009 @ 3:11 pm
A meter. A yard. A foot. An inch. A centimeter. An atom. Life’s components, eh?
» Posted By Taz On 05.13.2009 @ 7:23 pm
Euw. Balcony? Like the one that I jumped off of in ’92? That Balcony? The one my mother sat crying a river on? The one my brother comforted her on while she told him stories of my ‘innocent’ days? That one? I hate balconies.
» Posted By Taz On 05.11.2009 @ 7:10 pm
I never really liked this word. I barely even know what it means and it sounds ugly. Dusk–what a hideous word. Whoever invented it was a loser. Or maybe I’m just jealous.
» Posted By Taz On 05.10.2009 @ 9:07 am
I watched a movie on a channel with my mom today. It was pretty good. I like spending time with her…sometimes–most of the time.
Tomorrows mothers day and I’m going to paint something for her. I hope she likes it.
» Posted By Taz On 05.09.2009 @ 12:04 pm
a crystal drop. i took it from my brother whom i no longer talk to. i pray sometimes at night that there wasn’t tension between us. it’s all my fault. i’m weak and i hold a grudge too well for my own good.
» Posted By Taz On 05.07.2009 @ 4:12 pm
charge? like a bull charging? or a battery? today was kinda sucky. tomorrow will be worse. uh, bye.
» Posted By Taz On 05.06.2009 @ 7:40 pm
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i returned back to my old self. One step forward three steps back. We’ll see about next time. I’ll pray.
» Posted By Taz On 05.05.2009 @ 11:55 am