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Alex wrote about the word fireplace 1 year, 5 months ago
The fireplace crackled and popped. I was wrapped in the quilt my mother made me when I was twelve.
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Alex wrote about the word wander 2 years, 2 months ago
The streets are full of color; deliciously bright oranges and apples’ ripe juices penetrate the smoke and aroma of the people passing by. A merchant straightens his shirt with his sweaty hands while a female customer bats her eyelashes and plays with his bracelet. The smiles of strangers brighten the sky and thin the fog. [...]
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Alex wrote about the word suicide 2 years, 3 months ago
Don’t, those wrists are too delicate to slit; your neck is too soft to break; your smile is to genuine to ruin with a bullet; your thinking is to brilliant to gas away; you are too perfect, too beautiful, too wonderful, too precious to slip quietly into the depths of an unknown. You are worth [...]
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Alex wrote about the word jelly 2 years, 3 months ago
The sticky mess falls from my sandwich and rolls down my wrist. I try to catch it with my tongue but miss. It is deceivingly speedy on its way to the table top. In its wake, the jelly leaves a slimy trail of ooze like one you would find behind a snail, only it’s red. [...]
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Alex wrote about the word lean 2 years, 3 months ago
lean on me when you’re not strong. We should be shoulders to cry on, shoulders to lean on, people who need people. We can be that for our friends and they can be that for you. Live in the moments that make life special for you. Know that no matter what happens, no matter how [...]
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Alex wrote about the word rocket 2 years, 4 months ago
Take me to the moon, a place full of mystery and new beginnings. A place where I can start over and learn from my mistakes and my failures. Take me somewhere where no one knows my name, my faults, my inaccuracies. Take me somewhere I can be me, reinvented. Take me far far far away. [...]
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Alex wrote about the word spider 2 years, 4 months ago
eight-legged terrors, nature bug catchers.
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Alex wrote about the word sports 2 years, 4 months ago
Is running a sport? yes.
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Alex commented on the blog post drain 2 years, 4 months ago
The life slowly slithers away, smirking at what used to be, leaving the dirty body cold and stale. Rivers of thick crimson blood follow the slime as if being called to better housing, enchanted by the sharp shiny silver, draining what used to be a temple to a mere stagnate warehouse.
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Alex commented on the blog post summer 2 years, 4 months ago
Sweat drips from my hairline down my nose: I’m suffocating in the heat, but the dampness cools me. My arms strain and my back stiffens, I pull hard, holding my breathe, praying that the little boy survives. The fall may have broken his leg, but hopefully not his soul. Now I wish it were summer.
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Alex commented on the blog post wake 2 years, 4 months ago
When you wake up, don’t look around, don’t be concerned. I will not be waiting for you, I can’t waste my life wishing you would realize my worth. I’ve gone elsewhere, to be around people who show their love and appreciation. When you wake up, try not to cry.
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Alex commented on the blog post blotches 2 years, 4 months ago
The embarrassed red blotches on her cheeks melted the old man’s anger and contorted his face with laughter.
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Alex wrote about the word: fiction 2 years, 4 months ago
I run through the fields as Holden imagined them; I anxiously await the day I will run through the brick wall in at Kings Cross Station; I travel to uncharted territories with Lucy, Edmund and Eustice; I feel the weight of the armor I bare at Helm’s Deep; I cower in that row boat, hiding [...]
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Alex wrote about the word: obvious 2 years, 5 months ago
its obvious to see that you are oblivious to my longing. You don’t see the way I look at you when you aren’t paying attention. You don’t notice the smiles I give to only you. It’s obvious you don’t really see me.
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Alex wrote about the word: paperclips 2 years, 5 months ago
paperclips hold papers together like your love holds a heart together. Without the love your heart just pounds away at nothing for no reason. without the love of your friends and family and the one who gave you everything you are just a bunch of papers without a paperclip.
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Alex wrote about the word: optimism 2 years, 5 months ago
I am optimistic that I will not swell after my surgery… oh wisdom teeth. I love the fact that I have great friends… I have optimism that we will be friends for a long time into the future. I have optimism that my friends will laugh at me, but its the best way to recover. [...]
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Alex wrote about the word: wrong 2 years, 5 months ago
don’t be wrong, because you are never wrong. But you can’t be right without someone else being wrong. So is everyone wrong and you right but it doesn’t matter. Life moves on whether you are wrong or right. So am I wrong or am I right?
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Alex wrote about the word: sheets 2 years, 5 months ago
the sheets are dirty, crumpled against the end board away from the sleeping body with dark brown hair sprawled out. A moan escapes the lips of the brown haired woman and she turns over.
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Alex wrote about the word: stamps 2 years, 5 months ago
To get a letter in the mail means more than an email. The physical act of knowing that someone cared so much to send an actual card with their own writing is beautiful. wonderful.
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Alex wrote about the word: temper 2 years, 5 months ago
I don’t have a temper. you have a temper. everyone has a temper. no one has a temper. they blame their own problems on other people. we all have tempers. but only you have a temper.
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