Entries By Anonymous
Displaying 181 To 210 Of 555 Entries
beloved
I love my beautiful Paigadorable. She is beloved by me. I do not quite know if she believes me when I tell her this – but she is lovely, kind, sweet, and all I could ever want. She is my beloved, and I want to see a smile on her face, and her eyes lit up, for the rest of my life.
Posted By Anonymous On 06.12.2011 @ 5:57 pm
rise
I rise awake in the morning. I wish I had something to do. I wish I had a feeling. I want to do something today.. I want to have friends. But I’ll stay home. I won’t do anything. I’ll visit facebook, and see everything I wasn’t invited to do. I hate, I hate, I HATE rising awake in the morning, because after rising each morning, I know I’ll have nothing. Sleep is my temporary suicide.. why not make it permanant?
Posted By Anonymous On 06.11.2011 @ 10:24 am
teacher
My inspiration, the world’s hope .. A teacher is the highest profession in the world. Everyone remembers their favorite teacher and how they influenced their life. Teachers need to respected for how they shape children’s futures and get the pay they deserve.
Posted By Anonymous On 06.10.2011 @ 10:49 am
is a friend, they teach us things, it’s crazy, i love my teachers, my mom is my teacher,
Posted By anonymous On 06.09.2011 @ 4:22 pm
corner
i just wrote about this but this website isn’t working. the place you go to when u r cornered, some one who eats corn:)
Posted By Anonymous On 06.08.2011 @ 7:50 pm
Corner’s stab me randomly and they hurt, especially in the eyes. I like corners too though because they help me masturbate. Don’t ask me why though leave things for certain people to have for themselves. I have stopped writing.
Posted By Anonymous On 06.08.2011 @ 7:13 pm
painted
Having a smile painted each day. Having to act like something your not. Just to turn around and find out your not what people expect. This smile, this painted smile tortures me everyday and it kills me to know. To know you don’t see it as that.
Posted By anonymous On 06.06.2011 @ 9:27 pm
He painted the fence a red glow that shone in the sun. When his mother asked how he got the fence to glow so vividly he replied, “*** YOU!” then killed her and began going on a wild rampage tthroughout town, killing everyone in sight.
Posted By Anonymous On 06.06.2011 @ 12:01 pm
limo
i wonder if they will take us in a limo. and if they do bring us in a limo, what will go on? will we all just sit and talk like we do at lunch? will i sit next to max? do i have to? after a slow dance with max,.. what do i do? usually i would turn around and start grinding… but it is a school dance and i actually know him. is he gonna grind with me? what is gonna happen? how are we gonna get to the after party? what is gonn happen at the after party? will i have to make the first move if i want to kiss him? will he just start to kiss me while we are dancing? talking? sitting in silence? what will happen. oh the questions of the middle school semi. i just want everything to be perfect.
Posted By anonymous On 06.02.2011 @ 3:58 pm
remember
A memory. Some last a day, Some a night, Some a lifetime. My first heart break, i’m praying it will fade My first kiss, A moment i hope will never leave.
Posted By anonymous On 05.30.2011 @ 4:39 pm
despair
Once upon a time, a girl had a despair of pants. They were the cutest despair of pants that you ever did see.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.29.2011 @ 7:27 am
torch
fire and hope flames and bright throwing out heat flickering in the cool night air raised high overhead hands in the air hope in the air hearts held high carrying the torch of generations to come and lighting the unlit keeping the spirit alive
Posted By anonymous On 05.25.2011 @ 8:31 pm
I lit the torch and carried it. He followed me and continuously made little noises indicating that he knew that he should be the one carrying it. He didn’t wasnt me to get hurt, but I could help but give him a hard time. When we finally got there he rushed ahead and instructed me to stay back. I knew my fun was over and I handed it over. He walked ahead and I hear nothing.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.25.2011 @ 6:43 pm
torch, the flame it grows and intensifies as hungry eyes look on. colors deepen, eyes widen, awakening a secret deep inside, hidden away that none can see but one. Those who can, they say, see what lies beneath the stores of modernity
Posted By Anonymous On 05.25.2011 @ 6:05 pm
The man held a torch as he walked threough the dimly lit cave. He hadf no clue where he was hweaded or why he was gioing terem, he just knew he was. Finally he reached a giant spider that ate him and killed him. The-freaking-end. Are you disapointed?
Posted By Anonymous On 05.25.2011 @ 4:43 pm
booth
A booth is a place where you go when you want to cast your vote. It doesn’t matter that your vote will not count, or that your vote will probably never actually be seen. You go there because you feel that you are contributing to something larger than yourself, and that is what makes the experience important.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.24.2011 @ 12:03 pm
pretzel
Salty twisted brown. Big fat soft ones, crisp sticks to dip in peanut butter or dressing. Square grids to put in trail mix
Posted By Anonymous On 05.22.2011 @ 8:34 pm
thief
Thief. You liar, you cheat. You’ve let me grow so close to you Just to one day betray me. You stole me away in the darkness of the night My Innocence, it’s gone you liar- you cheat Thief.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.23.2011 @ 6:14 pm
The thief that stole my heart He’s the one who I see every night in my dreams, he haunts me, his memory, his scent, I can’t detach myself From that thief who stole my heart
Posted By Anonymous On 05.23.2011 @ 6:11 pm
The theif stole th hens from the farmer and ran. He laughed as the farmer shouted and dived behind a boulder as shelter. He was very evbi;l,. indeed. So after that the farmer got a hotgun and tried to kill the theif but he couldn’t fuind him so he went back to the barn.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.23.2011 @ 2:00 pm
I think most people think of thieves as ones who steal physical property but let us also consider intellectual property, loved ones, opportunities, memories, etc. Those are the truly important things in life that can be stolen.
Posted By anonymous On 05.23.2011 @ 1:38 pm
wrath
He felt the firey wrath of passion as he slayed to evil beast with his sword. “Hsa ha!” he shouted as he ate its remains as blood dripped down from his mouth. He ate the monster until he was full and then he ate even more of it. The
Posted By Anonymous On 05.21.2011 @ 11:15 am
domestic
She always found it funny that though she had so many opinions on the subject and so many courses under her belt regarding gender studies and gender equality that at the end of a long day there was something so soothing about washing dishes by hand, so much so that at times she found herself looking forward to doing a sinkful.
Posted By anonymous On 05.20.2011 @ 7:39 am
forgotten
i’ve never been able to forget him. the love of my life. my high school sweetheart. yes, i actually have a high school sweetheart. & one day i hope to see him again. until then, i guess i can always continue to fake it with my husband…
Posted By anonymous On 05.15.2011 @ 5:25 pm
vodka
He downed the shot of vodka in less than a second, then laid down his glass. Suddenly, a punch to the side of the head by another poor drunkard sent him reeling and angry, headfirst into a fight. Suddenly, seven young men were upon him, beating him mercilessly until he quickly exited the restaurant, leaving a blood handprint on the door.
Shouldn’t have been drinking in McDonald’s, anyway.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.15.2011 @ 8:38 am
glowing
With radiant face he called to me Like the light of the heavens
I love how his face glows, the most beautiful sight in the world
He is my one and only love, I glow when he smiles at me
Posted By Anonymous On 05.12.2011 @ 1:48 pm
console
my brother always plays on his xbox console and it taes over his life, that makes me laugh. if you console your feelings than youre never gonna tell people how you really feel, like right now im annoyed with the people in my house, just be thankful we remembered it was your bday bitch haha
Posted By anonymous On 05.11.2011 @ 9:35 am
crew
crew reminds me of my friend who is a manager at McDonald’s who talks about how her “crew” are really lazy and stupid and how she started as crew once. Also, my roomie is a crew member in McDonald’s as well and she’s been working there for four years. That is a long time not to be promoted. Uh oh! CREW CREW!
Posted By Anonymous On 05.10.2011 @ 6:32 am
my crew. my friends. theyre like family to me. always there for me, never giving up on me, behind me 100% and walking with me the entire step of the way. my crew is all i have. theyre all i will ever have. me and my crew are soulmates.
Posted By Anonymous On 05.09.2011 @ 4:14 pm
