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fairy tales, english teachers. some aren’t always true. horror, imaginary, scary, ghost, dark. books, fables, animals, Kindergarten, little kids, truth, lies, princesses, frogs, love romance, trust, school, chapters, long, short, true fake, real-life, life, sad, happy, joyful, musical, plural,Posted By Charlotte On 05.06.2013 @ 4:31 pm
you watch me with your primal glare. eyes running up and down hovering with ease your tongue pokes out like a snake behind bushes watching its prey as you wink.
tingles and shivers penetrate the skin as you curl your lips into crescent moon shape. your jaw remains harsh but your teeth flash my body. i replicate the lip movement in the hope of shaking things off. but you watch me with you gaze so heavy and i sink into your eyes drowning.Posted By Charlotte On 05.04.2013 @ 10:26 am
you watch me with your primal glare. eyes running up and down rolling at the top. your tongue pokes out like a snake behind bushes watching its prey and you wink.
tingles and shivers penetrate the skin as you curl you lips into crescent moon shape. your jaw remains harsh but your teeth flash my body. i replicate the lip movement in the hope of shaking things off. but you watch me with you gaze so heavy and i sink into your eyes drowning.Posted By Charlotte On 05.04.2013 @ 10:19 am
She opened up the link, cautiously. A new tab was creating showing two faces. A close-up of a young blonde girl was placed on the right, a brunette besides her. She recognised the two faces immediately, but could quite place it. Moments past before she realised who they were, fellow classmates from her Philosophy course. The site was now asking her to pick one, rating them out of ten. She laughed, thinking of the stupidity of the site, but continued to do so anyways. A few rounds past, all containing students from her school. After about ten minutes, she stopped. On the left of her screen was a young ginger girl who she did not recognise at all, but the right is what frightened her. The image showed a pale, insipid looking girl, with hair too long for the photo. It was a mess of brown locks, waving in odd places, flicking on the ends. There was barely a smile, but the eyes had a certain spark to them. It appeared that she was gazing through the camera, watching every move. The girl stopped her clicking, and stared at the familiar face, before turning her head to the left to eye the photograph on her desk. The very same photo as the one on her screen – the photo of her.Posted By Charlotte On 05.04.2013 @ 10:12 am
i returned the book to the man at the desk and i cried about it, i missed it already. oh how i longed to return to that wonderful book, with its twists and turns and the storylines of romanticised love and heroic deeds, but alas the man snatched it from me without a second glancePosted By Charlotte On 03.07.2013 @ 2:27 pm
To have understood. To have taken. To have held.
To have known, the thought or the feel of something or some idea.
That moment when it just clicks. An epiphany. A realization. When the absolute truth is painfully obvious.
Something is wrong, it is right, it is neither. Nothing but ambivalence. But you know this know. You have grasped it.Posted By Charlotte On 02.19.2013 @ 2:47 pm
The moment when rational is lost, when passions over turn a person and they lash out. A cold unfeeling person being delivered a thrill, something to keep them going. A puzzle to solve for those who are intelligent and love the chase the deception and the intrigue. Look into the mind of anyone and they all have the capacity to commit murder just it’s the twisted few who choose it.Posted By Charlotte On 02.03.2013 @ 5:46 am
Decisions are difficult things. Sometimes they won’t impact your life very much but sometimes they can impact your life a lot. They can change you for better or for worse and be as simple as choosing what top to wear or as complex as choosing what career you want to peruse for the rest of your life. You can make the right choice, or the wrong choice. Whichever you choose reflects you as a person. The right choice is usually a good thing and the wrong choice is usually a bad thing. But sometimes what you choose will affect you for the rest of your life.Posted By Charlotte On 01.18.2013 @ 8:59 am
He grabbed a handful of it and hurled it across the bus at the suspicious looking trench-coat wearing iguana. “I have covered you in soil,” he whispered across the aisle at that trench-coat wearing iguana. Why had he done it? Because he had it? Because he had it to throw?Posted By Charlotte On 12.28.2012 @ 7:47 pm
The fences. There are so many, covering the whole of this dirty, disgusting field. The sometimes move in the bitter wind but if you’re lucky you might see them glow. I saw them, just once. I’ve tried so many times since, my friends have told me they saw it, but I never believe a thing they say.Posted By charlotte On 11.02.2012 @ 5:03 pm
Uppers. Caffeine, stimulants, anything that will get your energy up, your mood up, your productivity UP. Up to an upper level; upper level of a building by way of an UP escalator, or elevator. Upper hand in an argument – you’re winning, you have leverage, you can make the other person feel small or lower.Posted By Charlotte On 10.15.2012 @ 10:25 am
HELP me get this damned application written in a way that aNYONE who reads it will want to fund it. It is very important and I cannot seem to get enough help writing it. It did help this morning when Elisa gave me her perspective on why my applications seem descriptive. Hopefully it will help.Posted By Charlotte On 09.26.2012 @ 11:56 am
despite the rain falling i have to smile as i feel its soft touch on my face. i want to sing with happiness and have everyone feel the joy i have within me. turn my music louder and walk on despite the rain, it’ll only be happiness from this moment on out.Posted By charlotte On 09.18.2012 @ 2:47 pm
when we are together my heart skips beats, it’s like running to the woods of safety from society. when we are together i can only think of happiness and the strength of our characters. being apart from you makes me want to climb mountains and scream your name from the peak. i think of you everyday and wait for the moment when we can be together again. when we are together i don’t think of anything but you.Posted By charlotte On 09.17.2012 @ 4:51 pm