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Half of what? getting half of anything or giving half of something is just bull crap. give 100% all the time! don’t half ass it just get out there and do it, or don’t do it at all. I mean really people I’ll just give you half a sentence and see how you feel. I mean
» Posted By Valentine On 08.21.2012 @ 10:02 pm
What is comfort? There is the comfort you feel from sitting in a nice soft chair, and then their is also the comfort you feel in familiar settings. You could take your softest chair and put it in a room in Iraq where you are surrounded by a terrorist cell, and you would feel comfort.
» Posted By Valentine On 08.20.2012 @ 12:30 pm
An event can be characterized as a small happening or a huge occurrence such as Curiosity on Mars or just I got a new Iphone. But what an event could also be in the future is when we make Alien contact, that will be The Event.
» Posted By Valentine On 08.19.2012 @ 2:32 pm
Working in a Hotel totting around the luggage of the guests was the most down right disgusting job that I had ever faced. I disproved the Einstein theory of relativity, but here I was…What is wrong with the world?
» Posted By Valentine On 08.18.2012 @ 11:20 am
I have no idea what to write about ‘demonstration’. I suppose this is a ‘demonstration’ of an unimaginative mind at work. Please read another more creative post. This is by far the most uninteresting one i am ashamed of my lack of creativity on this day.
» Posted By Valentine On 03.07.2012 @ 9:26 pm
He walked through the strange town with a child-like fascination. One minute he had been in his room reading a book and the the next thing he knew he was in the same strange steam punk town he’d been reading about. This HAD to be a dream…right?
» Posted By Valentine On 03.04.2012 @ 8:22 pm
Sweat dripped down his face as he trudged through the desert. He thought for sure he would die soon, and then as he looked ahead squinting his eyes against the harsh rays of the sun he swore he saw a town. But it couldn’t be, it was just another mirage… wasn’t it?
» Posted By Valentine On 03.04.2012 @ 12:04 am
I weave a tapestry of golden thread. I weave with no other purpose but to fulfill the thirst to hone my skill into an art. I weave for kings and queens young and old. They sing my praises and watch as I weave, but I do not hear them, I do not see them. I see only my tapestries I see only my passion.
» Posted By Valentine On 03.03.2012 @ 12:07 am
I weave a a tapestry of gold strings. Weaving with a quick and practiced hand. No man or woman can match my skill, try if you wish I weave my tapestry on and on and on….For no one else myself. For the joy of my art for the love in my heart.
» Posted By Valentine On 03.02.2012 @ 11:59 pm
they block us out
we build them
in our yards
in our hearts
in our minds
in our souls.
we do not want things to touch
nothing can be associated with anything
white picket fences, they look nice
they still separate
chain link look poor and sad
still they separate.
» Posted By valentine On 01.22.2012 @ 3:05 pm
Colors mixing in the sky above me. Clouds swirling. Headlights blind me as I fly down the freeway. I hug the curves, my foot heavy on the gas pedal. The sun bids me farewell and mocks me, telling me I’ll never make it home, before the sun sets on my life. and I’ll be alone, again, in the dark.
» Posted By valentine On 12.20.2011 @ 1:13 pm
To follow. Submissive. I don’t want to. I should, I suppose. But it’s so difficult. We always want most what we cannot have. Why? Why would you make these rules and expect me to blindly follow you through the dark. I want to carry my own torch, to be my own guiding light.
» Posted By valentine On 12.03.2011 @ 1:34 pm
crisp cool breeze on my face such the opposite of your breathe on my neck. Calming and Soothing. Crunchy beneath my feet are the leaves, Bringing a smile to my face, like the smile i bring to yours.
» Posted By valentine On 11.07.2011 @ 10:29 pm
Crashing, pouring all around me. Where Are you? I need you now. You know I’m short. I won’t survive when this begins to build up around me. I need you to help me. I’ve been to proud before but even I know I can’t handle this onslaught on my own. Here in this storm, I’m trapped alone. I can’t see anything, more importantly, I can’t see you.
» Posted By valentine On 11.04.2011 @ 12:46 pm
of all the things. this is what we got. the two most unlikely things. together in unison. Tall and short. Skinny and Fat. I never believed when they said opposites attract.
» Posted By valentine On 11.03.2011 @ 6:37 pm
Blood runs through the streets like rain on a London day. Screaming Shouting Running Fleeing. do we have a goal here? Fear does not accomplish anything. Fear in our minds, Fear in our bodies. Fight till we are fought and then we take flight. But where does the madness stop.
» Posted By valentine On 10.29.2011 @ 10:58 am
Stillness is the cup of coffee on the kitchen counter, absent-mindedly cooling. Stillness is the peace that washes over our souls when our minds have nowhere to wander. My soul is not still. It writhes and screams and pleas. My mind races, my coffee steams and shakes in my hand. I cannot be still.
» Posted By valentine On 10.28.2011 @ 10:47 am
A relationship should be elastic, like a rubber band. It should be able to stretch and yet come together in harmony. If you pull too much though, it will break. There is no perfect rubber band in life. Being flexible and understanding is a must, but don’t push too hard. Or the person in the relationship might just snap and break.
» Posted By Valentine On 08.10.2011 @ 12:52 pm
The innate ability to withstand all that life throws at us, good and bad without giving in or giving up.
» Posted By valentine On 04.06.2011 @ 10:28 am
Life must have a purpose. A goal drives us. A life without motivation is quite a gloomy one.
» Posted By Valentine On 07.23.2010 @ 4:14 am
I think vintage dresses are beautiful. Especially those women of nobility wore. They’re so intricate and require true craftmanship.
» Posted By Valentine On 05.19.2010 @ 7:00 am
Our body rapidly responds to changes. Isn’t it amazing ? We are truly a work of art.
» Posted By Valentine On 05.18.2010 @ 11:50 am
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it reminds me of the ocean… there i sit and listen. the waves are coming and going.. .children are playing, people are talking but it all seems very familiar to me and I enjoy it.
» Posted By Valentine On 04.18.2009 @ 4:00 pm