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To be secure means to feel safe, although not necessarily happy or content. To be too secure would cause one to feel trapped or confined, making the safe haven a prison.

Posted By Bethany On 07.11.2010 @ 4:59 pm

I would like some icecream. Lol@ icecream. A nice scooop of WTF icecream. that’s what i think when i see the word scoop. Mmkay? I’m hungry now. Dang. ):

Posted By Bethany On 07.10.2010 @ 5:12 pm

The truth is, I don’t know why I do it. It doesn’t make me special. It doesn’t make me different. It just makes me a statistic, a trend. My scars are so common.

Posted By Bethany On 07.02.2010 @ 8:47 pm

I stood staring at the cold grey waves, the air churning around me. I knew a storm was coming but I didn’t really care. All the better for I wanted to do- what I needed to do. Today was the day. I had planned for months, for years. For lifetimes. Today was the day that it- the pain, the fear, the shame- would finally be over. Today was the day I would end my life.

Posted By Bethany On 06.24.2010 @ 6:24 pm

i thought that if i kept refreshing the pg id get a different word but the word revolt seems to be IT so if i were to revolt id want to do so in such an epic way. revolt from everything REVOLUTION!!! and so on

Posted By bethany On 06.19.2010 @ 5:47 pm

It could make all of our problems go away…

Posted By Bethany On 06.10.2010 @ 8:24 pm

The clothes were all strung out on lines between the windows. Behind cages. The city was beautiful.

Posted By Bethany On 06.09.2010 @ 7:33 pm

I would love to be a hawk. I think I would be viscious though. Oh no. I would be a lady hawk. Flying high. Losing consciousness. It’s loud.

Posted By Bethany On 06.08.2010 @ 4:59 pm

remarkable things occur in this world. The human body being a prime example, with modernization and other civil appearances, we live in a world of miraculous and remarkable things.

Posted By Bethany On 06.08.2010 @ 12:22 am

Kites are magical beings from another world. They float in and out of the clouds until finally resting on the ground, waiting for the kite seller to pick it up, carry it home, and sell it to an eager loving child who will send it up to its home in the sky once again.

Posted By Bethany On 05.20.2010 @ 12:32 pm

The fireflies glowed like candles of fire while my limped tears fell like raindrops onto my burning cheeks. My cheeks flushed as I saw him with another girl. And I remembered the fireflies of hope.

Posted By Bethany On 04.30.2010 @ 4:37 pm

Joyful is a feeling I haven’t been feeling much of lately. I think this website will make me feel much of it though. This is my first time doing one of these things, so I’m not much good at it. I WANNA BE JOYFUL MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD.

Posted By Bethany On 04.20.2010 @ 8:26 pm

Destiny. It doesn’t exist. Not everything is already set in stone. You can change what happens. You can change how something happens. FREE WILL? yes.

Posted By Bethany On 05.16.2010 @ 2:45 pm

when you stand you have both feet on the ground and you may be straight or you may be bent it just depends on how your standing. everybody stands. maybe not all the time but they stand anyways. most people don’t like standing.

Posted By bethany On 05.12.2010 @ 7:56 am

Her wig was slipping. Not literally. Figuratively. Although, I guess wig isn’t the best word. Mask, maybe. Yeah. Her mask was slipping. She was loosing her footing and it was getting hard to keep up with the facade. Maybe all those old sayingw about telling the truth were, well… true.

Posted By Bethany On 04.11.2010 @ 9:25 pm

I need some cash, I really do. It’s a fucking mad world when that’s the only thing I need right now. I don’t need love, I don’t need music and I don’t need philosophy, I just. I really need cash. And I am not really sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, that the world can be summed up in four words, all style and no substance, some need for something that God didn’t use and neither did the animals. I am a person in need and homeless in the ways that count.

Posted By Bethany On 01.01.2009 @ 10:35 am

The mother watched her daughter on stage; saw her lift up en pointe and felt her heart swell

Posted By Bethany On 01.20.2009 @ 4:16 am

No key, no entrance. Fortified, impenetrable. Have I locked myself out? Have I locked the door to someone else, forbidding them entrance? It is definitive, it is locked. Do not try to enter, do not try to open.

Posted By Bethany On 03.18.2009 @ 9:31 am

I was startled by the coldness of my family. Yet not really surprised. Ugh. I hate them. Ugh. Ugh. ugh.

Posted By Bethany On 03.13.2009 @ 10:08 pm

its too soon its not soon enough I’m waiting but at the same time i am just afraid of it all I cant wait I cant but I will

Posted By Bethany On 09.22.2009 @ 11:41 pm

the morning glowed and reeked of hot garbage. 4:40 shit I stil have another three hours before work. Luckily the garbage man was coming today so I didn’t have to sit with the stench another day. Unfor

Posted By Bethany On 09.22.2009 @ 12:09 pm

channel, about animals and crazy people that do crazy tyhings, like go to the mountains for two days with comedians. Ed uctional, teaches you stuff. Columbus discovered. He was lost, discovered the wrong thing even very funny. reminds me of cars fro some reason.

Posted By Bethany On 06.30.2009 @ 10:42 am

You are my lover, but a tempestuous one. I won’t miss you when I give you up. Well, I will but I’ll learn I’m better off without you.

Posted By Bethany On 09.01.2009 @ 10:50 pm

The destination was freedom. A freedom so pure it sang from the depths of the waters. A liberation so freeing that all who had ever been shackled danced among the birds and the trees, but never with malice or spite: just appreciation.

Posted By Bethany On 08.21.2009 @ 5:04 pm

silver, car fun trace adkins bikes shiny love purple lakjfajwepojwojfa i don’tg know lol walaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa;sldkjfwiejojI love johnnie.

Posted By Bethany On 08.20.2009 @ 8:50 pm

I hear the distance sound of an ancient gong, resonate through my body, calling me asking me questions

Posted By bethany On 08.17.2009 @ 10:29 am

respiond to what? this stupid add? idk what to write about though i guess im writing arent i? what does respond ev en mean? you can use it so meany ways its so cinfusing. i hate this lol actually i love it. respond- to react in one way or another (bethany fields) meaning me lol

Posted By Bethany On 08.01.2009 @ 10:18 pm

stop and think. its like those drug commercials.

Posted By bethany On 07.24.2009 @ 12:32 pm

I feel lazy as of lately, but that’s okay. It’s my vacation, right? though I should be studying music theory instead. >> oh well, life goes, on, right? it could be much worse. I mean, I could be BORED, which I am not as of currently.

Posted By Bethany On 07.13.2009 @ 6:54 pm

one summer day i was just lazy, it happened slowly, simply, and with less tenacity then the slow slap of a butterfly’s wings.

Posted By Bethany On 07.13.2009 @ 6:28 pm