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decompose
when something has reached its end it will dwindle away and go into a dying state. everything decomposes. humans, animals, food, paper, it all goes through the same process it tends to make me think if we are all made of the same thing to eventually decompose together
Posted By ash On 06.11.2013 @ 9:58 pm
fools
Young girls, they are such fools. They fall for men who think nothing of them, but make them believe they do. Feed them little lies. Give false promises. Girls fall for those promises and end up broken. But we do not know any other way. We just continue to be fools.
Posted By Ash On 06.10.2013 @ 7:09 am
leverage
Leverage. Borrow. lend. Wrong. This is hard. What am I doing? I should be studying.
Posted By Ash On 04.15.2013 @ 6:25 pm
anchor
He is my anchor, she thought dreamily. He keeps me steady, and he loves me, and I love him, and… Everything is so perfect. She just smiled and laughed, unable to contain it.
Ironically, her anchor was a 1000 miles below sea level, slowly being eaten by little fishes and big fishes alike, and she ignored this fact.
Posted By Ash On 04.11.2013 @ 7:37 pm
dashboard
pack of smokes on the dashboard you and me a road stretched ahead we don’t need to be anywhere let’s go.
Posted By ash On 04.09.2013 @ 3:06 pm
vines
They pulled at her feet, catching her hair, and scratching at her arms. Elisa wanted to get out, and get away. But they were everywhere- the vines, that is- and there seemed to be no escape. She was trapped in a never ending abyss of green, placed there by her own entanglement of lies.
Posted By Ash On 04.05.2013 @ 1:13 pm
the vines of the tree of life are green and brown. they are every flowing and filled with life. but some people dont likkek it and want to cut them down and get rid of them. why? why must man be so distructive. so cruel. so heartless. is this the world we want to live in? ot pass on to our children and the children after
Posted By Ash On 04.04.2013 @ 9:50 pm
bagel
“Just one, please,” he said, smiling politely at the lady behind the counter. “What?” “I said, just one. One bagel. Please.” The smile faded with annoyance. Did she have to rub it in? He used to love coming here. Now he came alone.
Posted By Ash On 04.04.2013 @ 8:49 am
fabricated
“How, how is that possible?” Steven said, staring at the pile of gold in front of him. “But… That’s not even… How?!” “It’s not real,” the witch said. She laughed. “Obviously not. Well, sorta no. It’s real gold, but it’s real gold made of nothing but magic… Which doesn’t make much sense, but you get used to it.”
Posted By Ash On 04.01.2013 @ 6:59 pm
plague
“I don’t care what happens! Just get her away from me!” she screamed, wiping the tears away. She ran to her room and slammed the door.
But that wasn’t enough. It was not enough to prevent them, to protect herself, because they could still find a way into her life. She tugged the window open and crawled out, to flee this place. And never return to this plague-ridden house again.
Posted By Ash On 03.30.2013 @ 5:26 pm
He felt weak. His stomach was upset, and he felt as though it were doing somersaults, something like a washer or dryer. His head was pulsing with the pain that came with the plague. He knew he was dying.
Posted By Ash On 03.30.2013 @ 3:28 pm
destined
Destined.
What a stupid word.
It was destined to be. They were destined to marry, she was destined to do great things, everyone was destined to do or be something.
And she hated it.
Destiny would have her killed.
Posted By Ash On 03.26.2013 @ 1:50 pm
bricks
I like bricks. They hold things together and keep things in place. They’re literally the building blocks for things that become amazing later on. They’re walls, floors, entire buildings, roads, anything. They make incredible things.
Posted By Ash On 03.23.2013 @ 10:29 am
cave
It’s not cantaloupe. It’s cheese. From a cave. Cured by time and mites. I just realized that you can’t have the word mites without time.
Posted By Ash On 02.23.2013 @ 8:25 pm
Christy dropped the glass that she was just handed by her next door neighbor. the cutie she had been crushing on for a while now. her eyes went wide, and a that moment she saw her sister sitting inside a dark, strange cave. she was scared and she didn’t look any older than the moment she was taken ten years Ago. was that possible? maybe. after all Christy always has psychic visions and no one ever believed in that stuff.
Posted By Ash On 02.23.2013 @ 8:21 pm
Christy dropped the glass that she was just handed by her next door neighbor. the cutie she had been crushing on for a while now. her eyes went wide, and a that moment she saw her sister sitting inside a dark, strange cage. she was scared and she didn’t look any older than the moment she was taken ten years Ago. was that possible? maybe. after all Christy always has psychic visions and no one ever believed in that stuff.
Posted By Ash On 02.23.2013 @ 8:20 pm
wall
the wall was in crumbled pieces on the floor. The explosion from the artillery fire shook the ground as more pieces fell. What was going on here? He wondered. At least the wall is still standing some. I have to get out of here. Run~!
Posted By Ash On 02.03.2013 @ 3:56 pm
real
I rarely feel “real”. I’m not quite sure what “real” means anyway; who are we to say what is and what is not “real”.
Posted By Ash On 01.22.2013 @ 9:51 pm
barrel
I was on my way to the grocery store on a misty evening. A woman approached me on the sidewalk, and asked, “Have you seen the barrels at McGinnigan’s store lately?” “No,” I replied, “I haven’t.” “They are most unusual… I’d suggest you take a look at them.” She walked away. How peculiar.
Posted By Ash On 01.01.2013 @ 12:57 pm
officers
police officers contribute to our society by protecting. Whether or not people want to believe this statement it is true. We are safer with them than without them. Do not be foolish and believe that they are around to make our lives worse. That is dumb
Posted By Ash On 12.30.2012 @ 10:40 am
living
Its what the world does every second of everyday, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be a non- living thing. Then I think, even the word non-living has living in it. Living life king size.
Posted By Ash On 12.14.2012 @ 11:31 am
patient
someone who goes to see a doctor or a quality that someone possesses: patience. being patient means you are kind and willing to listen to people even if it may not be what you want. you are able to tolerate nuisances or excesses from people without tempers flaring etc.
Posted By Ash On 12.14.2012 @ 7:35 am
available
Well, the door said available, but personally, i’m completely embarrassed. I mean, I didn’t mean to walk in on her, but the bathroom door said available, so i just went in, cause i needed to go.
Posted By Ash On 12.12.2012 @ 3:31 am
received
a cup of orange juice and used it to clean the screen of my computer, it didnt end up too well but left a great fragrance in the room i was staying in. on the other hand i dont appreciate the pet ants i have now aquired as a result of my new chosen cleaning agent
Posted By ash On 11.20.2012 @ 5:34 pm
interest
There are so many things that hold my interest. The way he moves, the way he walks and talks. How his hair billows when the breeze catches it just right. In fact, it’s so interesting to me that I’ve considered it a hobby of mine.
A study in him.
Every little nuance about him is like a seance and I have to summon it just right.
Posted By Ash On 11.03.2012 @ 12:55 pm
steps
Leap to conclusions. That’s what we do. We are a race that does that sort of thing, we are callous and introverted and sometimes we don’t think as much as we should about the little things. Instead of taking steps we leap to conclusions.
Posted By Ash On 11.02.2012 @ 6:58 am
since
Since the very first day I met her, my heart knew that something was going to change. Not a good thing though. She walked into the room, all black skinny jeans, knee high boots and leather jackets, on the first day of summer term.
Posted By Ash On 10.13.2012 @ 2:33 pm
together
together forever under the big sky silent dreams are where we hide… I never knew you like i wish i did. I never knew your deepest dreams. but then we laid together and looked up at the sky.
Posted By Ash On 09.17.2012 @ 8:37 pm
one time we met together at a small cafe. I liked your hair a lot, and you seemed to never lose contact with my eyes. When the world started exploding I swore i grabbed your hand but I think you ran. The world opened its mouth and swallowed you up with only the last dregs of my still warm tea to keep me company. I hate first dates.
Posted By Ash On 09.17.2012 @ 5:50 pm
