Entries By April
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bowling
I suck at bowling but I still love it. There’s something about looking like a complete idiot in the company of others who look like complete idiots that’s just so much fun.
Booze helps.
Posted By April On 04.26.2013 @ 7:11 am
leverage
Child abuse, divorced parents use their young boy as leverage against each other, simple machines, trapped, that…episode of Friends where Joey and Ross get stuck on the roof…
Posted By April On 04.16.2013 @ 8:27 am
smudge
Smudge. Thats like when you mistakenly have something on your hand and you mistakenly get it on something else. Normally happens in a single move or in many moves once you realize you’ve actually smudged something. Hmm.. smudge. It’s a very unlikely word.. meaning it’s rarely used in everyday talk.
Posted By April On 04.02.2013 @ 6:42 pm
winged
Angels floating up into the sky. I guess they do exist, I mean, there she was with a halo and white wings floating up into the sky to who knows where. And there’s a phoenix with bright red plumage. They say the tears have healing powers. He soars in a wide arc and eclipses her face a moment. His wings beat once. I wish I could fly.
Posted By April On 03.22.2013 @ 4:59 am
eternal
Is life really eternal? What doe it even mean to be eternal… Would life be better like that? Would everything be better having an eternal life?
Posted By April On 03.13.2013 @ 2:04 pm
weakling
some one who is sick or ill. a child or elderly person. has no spine is a pushover. will never be anything but a wall flower their whole life.
Posted By april On 03.04.2013 @ 10:40 am
bleeding
Why is the site no longer that pretty purple color. Blood doesn’t make me think of purple though. Red. Gushing. Wounds. Emotional pain. Car accidents. Spinning out of control on an icy road, he slammed into her passenger door…
Posted By April On 02.27.2013 @ 9:25 am
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Posted By april On 02.26.2013 @ 4:46 pm
willed
The feeling came strongly, as if she was willed to do so. It was heavy like a wave crashing down upon a shore. Should she or should she not? The possibilities were endless, but she didn’t have time for that. She had to act instinctively. There was no other option.
Posted By April On 02.15.2013 @ 8:53 pm
claims
All my life I have claimed I knew what was best. Where the best place for me was, who it was best for me to spend my time with, and I never gave anyone else any amount of credit for being there for me. To prove my claims wrong and show me they could help. And I’m sorry. I’m sorry you’ll never know that I’m sorry.
Posted By April On 02.06.2013 @ 2:13 pm
applied
I’m glad you applied. I really am. I’m glad you got in. You really deserve it. But what about your other application? The one that would bring you back to me? I know it was a silly wish…
Posted By April On 01.20.2013 @ 5:26 pm
female
Single female. How many times have I filled out a form with that information? Why do they all want to know? It’s so easy to forget. And yet every time I check that box, I feel alone. Boxed in by it and all its cliches.
Posted By April On 12.31.2012 @ 5:56 pm
soil
Soil is beautiful. It’s like skin on the earth. It’s crumbly and round pieces break apart in your fingers. It’s softness under your nails. Creating streaks on your skin.
Posted By April On 12.28.2012 @ 1:40 pm
broadcast
live, loud, a lot many people, inform, educate, share, across
Posted By april On 12.09.2012 @ 1:03 am
cook
She just wanted to cook him a nice dinner. It would be a nice surprise. It would be a nice reminder to herself that she could something, anything, correctly. But now the fire alarm was going off, makeup was streaked down her face with tears, and there was a knocking at the door; she collapsed into the fetal position on the kitchen floor.
Posted By April On 12.01.2012 @ 10:38 pm
himself
What to do with himself. “I feel like I’m pushing you off the couch.” Don’t move away, you were close, it was nice. Finish telling your story and don’t worry. We are comfortable, she needed to not worry about herself, or him, it was nice as an us momentarily
Posted By April On 12.01.2012 @ 1:30 am
employees
i am not an employee. i’ve never had a job. i want one. because i want money. and money is good. you can buy things. i also want my licence. that would also be very good. because then i could go visit my bf when ever i wanted.
Posted By April On 11.16.2012 @ 12:36 am
spent
Let’s spend the day together. You and me. We’ll walk through the quads, watching the leaves fall, and talk about how much we want snow. Let’s break onto the roof so we can watch the sunset. Let’s go see a movie and hold hands the entire time, like we did before, please.
Posted By April On 11.10.2012 @ 11:47 am
themselves
“All you ever do is talk about yourself!” “So? I’m just being honest. What do most people want to talk about? Themselves, their problems. What do they think about when another person’s talking? Themselves.” “Don’t you ever think about me?”
Posted By April On 11.08.2012 @ 6:21 pm
major
Her hands were sweaty, which made the prospect of shaking hands terrifying. However as an undeclared undergrad these mixers for majors were pretty much mandatory, as was the continual awkward introductions with the dreaded hand shaking. Each time she struggled to see how she fit in, if this was her calling, if these were the people whose passion she shared.
Posted By April On 11.07.2012 @ 5:52 pm
teach
“You got the job?” “Yeah!” “They’re letting you teach children?” “Yeah.” “Seriously?” “Yeah?” “But you don’t even know Seattle’s not a state!”
Posted By April On 11.06.2012 @ 6:15 pm
use
“I’m not using you.” “Aren’t you? You never answer my calls until you need something, you owe me hundreds of dollars, and you only call me when someone’s ‘rejected’ you.” “What do you want from me?” “You.”
Posted By April On 11.04.2012 @ 1:11 pm
forth
Go forth and multiply. Or divide. Or frolic, or sing, or create, or destroy. Do what make your heart beat faster and a lump form in your throat. Life your life how you want to, as long as you’re not stopping someone from living your’s, you can’t go wrong.
Posted By April On 10.22.2012 @ 10:49 pm
possible
It’s possible that I might be going insane. Maybe even going crazy. When I say crazy, i mean locked up In a mental hospital crazy. That’s what’s possible.
Posted By April On 10.06.2012 @ 11:18 pm
hundred
“I could sleep for a hundred hours right now.” “Well I could sleep for a hundred years I’m so tired.” “Well I’m so exhausted I can’t even count to a hundred so I think I win.”
Posted By April On 09.28.2012 @ 8:50 pm
help
“Don’t be afraid to ask for any help!” Rosie yelled down the hallway to the first years moving in around the corner. It had been hard to realize that she wasn’t the favorite second year working orientation of the new students but she would continue trying to make them feel comfortable with her, even if they preferred those people that could offer up compelling drinking stories.
Posted By April On 09.27.2012 @ 10:34 am
affairs
Private affairs are those things that you want to tell everyone but are afraid of judgement so you keep it to yourself. Those things that you feel like the only way to feel relief is by sharing it with someone, but whenever you do always wondering if it was a mistake and if they think about your secret as much as you do.
Posted By April On 09.25.2012 @ 11:28 pm
afraid
I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid says Eminem but everyone’s afraid. I’m afraid of sharks like a 5yo girls, it’s scary, big and dangerous. I’m 17 and I can’t do anything with it Cuz I’m afraid of being ate, only the animal it self scares me, I don’t even know why, even in the shower. I think we all have something we’re scared of, it’s obvious cuz being afraid is human
Posted By April On 09.23.2012 @ 12:15 pm
alive
There’s this moment that happens to me every time that I’ve been on a plane lately. This realization that I am participating in something that the majority of humankind has never even believed to be possible, let alone experience, that I am alive in a way they will never be. And then I return to reading my book.
Posted By April On 09.16.2012 @ 5:19 pm
