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There are things that I wish I could show to the world. It makes me want to decorate my body with everything that I will never really say. Express myself with more sincerity than I ever would with speech.

Posted By Amber On 06.16.2013 @ 3:04 am

a woman scorned…the suits were fine and tailored, the scissors partly dull but more than sufficient to do the job. It felt better than cutting myself watching the pinstripes fall in ribbons. Doing something was the key not just roiling in the searing pain of what was done to me.

Posted By amber On 06.14.2013 @ 5:44 am

Running. Running from it all. But where do I go? This is all I know. I just know that I want out. I’m sick of this place, these people and all their close-mindedness and I”m ready to find a place where people can believe what they want and not have to be ashamed of that.

Posted By Amber On 06.12.2013 @ 10:17 pm

“Hi, coach.” “Hello, Jake. Come here. I have something for you to do. I want you to carry this 10-ton bag of asphalt all the way across the field and back.”

Posted By Amber On 06.10.2013 @ 7:36 pm

There are so many homeless people in the world. But what is their story? Did they lose a job and have no way of finding another. Do they have a family. Are they addicted to drugs. You never know. Sometimes you want badly to help but you have to think and worry about what may have gotten them there in the first place and are they going to continue down that road after been given a helping hand

Posted By Amber On 06.03.2013 @ 5:49 pm

Stories last through out the ages. They travel through time and are told all across the world. Stories make us who we are. It was stories, that created the monster

Posted By Amber On 05.06.2013 @ 3:05 pm

Break it down. See it in a different way. don’t overthink it. take it down to its most basic form. look at it like a blank page nothing to see but exactly what it is.

Posted By Amber On 05.08.2013 @ 8:19 pm

As I clasp my mothers hand my heart breaks. Her skin is cold and her face painless. He eyes are open and I see nothing but her bright blue pupils. Even in death she looks so beautiful. He funeral tomorrow… What is life?

Posted By Amber On 04.27.2013 @ 4:57 pm

I clasp your hand and hold you tight. I never want to let you go. When I’m holding you the rest of the world falls away and there’s just you and I, together forever. Everything will be okay. Everything will sort itself out as long as I have you in my arms. I love you.

Posted By Amber On 04.27.2013 @ 4:54 pm

Metro station’s are very busy, they are most common in cities such as New york, San fransisco, ect. It is a very fast train in which you travel at high speeds towards a certain destination. it is a very helpful and great

Posted By Amber On 04.18.2013 @ 1:42 pm

I need to anchor my soul to where it belongs, to its Divine Creator, and detach it from the materiality of this world. May be then it would find peace.

Posted By Amber On 04.12.2013 @ 6:19 am

Punishment” justified? or not, i gives people a satisfaction, the person doing the punishing, or even maybe a little to the person being punished. there was a study done, after WWII, about how the nazis could be so absolutlely cruel: Normal people were brought into a room, where an actor was hooked up to a pretend shock machine, the goal was to as him a question, if he got it wrong he would be “shocked”, if right, then not: it showed that even normal people could turn sadistic, all the volunteers continued with the questions, even as the actor “screamed in agony” and “begged for mercy”, they thought it was a game: I dont know why i wrote this, it was just pretty shocking( no pun intended)

Posted By amber On 04.07.2013 @ 12:41 pm

For an eternaty he walked this earth. He had seen so many death that it didn’t effect him anymore. He just stood there with a blank face whenever someone died. It seemed amazing to live forever, but for him it was a curse

Posted By Amber On 03.14.2013 @ 9:33 am

When I returned everything was different, but only slightly. In fact when I first came here I didn’t notice the changes at all, but gradually they began to jump out at me, and the more I noticed the more frightening they became.

Posted By Amber On 03.08.2013 @ 8:07 am

Knock, Knock. No ones home. Go away, I want to be left alone. In my room, by myself just leave and don’t come back.

Posted By amber On 02.27.2013 @ 11:19 am

my legs bleed, or are bleeding from when I scratch my skin. Oh it hurts so bad when i start bleeding and I can feel the pain rushing and leaving my body. I hate when i bleed. It makes me feel beyond gross and nautious and I can’t stop the itching or stop the bleeding. I am disgusting and I hate myself.

Posted By amber On 02.27.2013 @ 11:13 am

When I saw oneword I thought about one word. Grief. When you don’t “mourn” the loss of a loved one it doesn’t mean you didn’t love them, it just means you don’t honour them in the traditional sense.

Posted By Amber On 02.21.2013 @ 6:32 pm

i grasped his hand as I walked down the road. the love we felt was so strong. It is a love un like everybody elses. It was love at first sight. I grapsped his face when we kissed. I grasped his hands when ever I can. He is my one and only.

Posted By amber On 02.19.2013 @ 1:05 pm

Thinking is one of the best abilities a human can have. It gives you freedom like no one has ever seen. You can create a whole new world while you’re thinking and you can also destroy on. Thoughts have ruined so much but have also created such magical things. Thinking can bring you down but it can also build you up.

Posted By Amber On 02.06.2013 @ 7:25 am

Thinking is one of the best abilyties a human can have. It gives you freedom like no one has ever seen. You can create a whole new world while you’re thinking and you can also destroy on. Thoughts have ruined so much but have also created such magical things.

Posted By Amber On 02.06.2013 @ 7:15 am

every word, my eyes try to look for inspiration.. i look up.. no wall .. dammit, why am i doing this on the stoop at 5:50 am? i wonder how cold it is out here? i cant feel my fingers.. if i had more time i’d run inside to type…

Posted By amber On 02.04.2013 @ 3:52 am

every word, my eyes try to look for inspiration.. i look up.. no wall .. dammit, why am i doing this on the stoop at 5:50 am?

Posted By amber On 02.04.2013 @ 3:51 am

an endless list of traits and endless options that have never been explored.

Posted By amber On 01.31.2013 @ 6:51 pm

” Swell” ,the word slipped from her lips without thinking. It can only end in disaster, she thought.

Posted By Amber On 01.30.2013 @ 6:21 pm

The swell of her chest as she took in a deep breath surprised her. She didn’t know that this was going to happen today. It threw her by surprise and she crumbled onto the floor. How was this happening?

Posted By Amber On 01.30.2013 @ 6:14 pm

A baby is innocent and a baby is small. Babies are a gift from God. Babies smell good, except for when they poop. Baby are precious but they also cry a lot. You never want to wake a sleeping baby. It will cry even more. Babies are so loving.

Posted By Amber On 01.30.2013 @ 7:30 am

It’s amazing how wonderful these visits turn out to be. There’s usually a longer period of planning involved than there is actually seeing you. But it’s still worth it. Always worth it. The briefest encounters have the ability to have the deepest of impacts. It never fails to amaze me, but then again, neither do you.

Posted By Amber On 01.21.2013 @ 8:46 pm

someone special to me, and the ocean

Posted By amber On 01.21.2013 @ 5:16 pm

“I HATE you!” he shouted to the empty walls of the art room. Her room. She wasn’t here now, but that didn’t matter.

“I hate your stupid brown eyes and how you’re so violent and everything about you!”

Posted By Amber On 01.14.2013 @ 3:09 pm

the person just went. far away. looking for nothing in particular. he opened his hear to the world and he left. leaving nothing behind and just went. further and further. he left. Taking nothing but a small compas which he kpt in his pocket. he moved with no perticular thoughts of where he was going

Posted By Amber On 01.12.2013 @ 6:21 pm