Entries By Chelsea
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policy
I was always told honesty is the best policy. But is it the best when your honesty can hurt someone else? Maybe I should keep this to myself. I could never hurt you like that…
Posted By Chelsea On 03.21.2011 @ 6:59 pm
shape
everything is a shape. every single thing has a shape. there isnt one thing that doesnt have some sort of shape or figure. shape defines everything into catergories. no matter what something is, it will always form or have some type of shape. big, small, wide short tall. everything is unique. from when you are little to when you are old, you learn all about the different types of shapes we have in our culture.
Posted By chelsea On 03.19.2011 @ 9:08 pm
wanted
I don’t feel wanted. I feel unwanted, actually. There is nothing more I want than to be wanted. What do you want? Do you want to want me? I want you to want to want me. I want you to want me to want you to want me. I want you to want me every day for the rest of our lives and the rest of eternity. I want you more than I want you to want me, I think. Does that make sense? Do you want me to continue? Do you want me to keep talking? I am not wanted. I want to be wanted. I keep going. I just want it. I want this. I want you.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.18.2011 @ 8:26 pm
gym
I go to the gym a few days a week. Well, not yet. But I’m supposed to start next week. My job over the summer is to go for two hours every day. It’s kind of bull shit, because I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do for two hours – usually when I meet with a trainer, we only go for thirty minutes and then I have cardio for forty-five minutes, max. So I guess maybe I’ll have to start taking classes and then walk on the treadmill for an hour afterwards. I’m going to be exhausted every day, but hey, at least I’ll be in shape for college.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.17.2011 @ 3:21 pm
heels
heels are a part of your foot. alot of women wear high heels. sometimes they are gross and crusty. it is important that you not make your heels all icky and crusty. you can make them soft with a ped egg. there is also somehting called the heel of the bread loaf.
Posted By chelsea On 03.15.2011 @ 7:12 pm
wander
i look around the room and see different things, different colors, different shapes and different people. it all makes me think. i want to take a walk in nature, explore and see different things
Posted By Chelsea On 03.15.2011 @ 9:54 am
statement
If you’re going to make a statement it should be about something you really care about. Why waste your breath if you don’t really care? You just have to get out there and say what you need to say. Don’t think just t
Posted By chelsea On 03.10.2011 @ 8:54 pm
a statement lets see it can be good bad or horrible you never know wat a statement can hold the meaning behind it or what is guna happenes because of it some statements may ruin your life and some will make your lif amazingg statemenst are crazy!!!!!!!
Posted By Chelsea On 03.10.2011 @ 3:23 pm
wondered
i wondered if he loved me today i wish i was sure i wondered why my grandma had to go to heaven in august i wondered why life is so hard i wondered if i have a place i wondered whats going to happen in high school i wondered what would happen if i ran away for a day
Posted By Chelsea On 03.09.2011 @ 5:22 pm
bee
Bee’s buzzing through the air. What’s that sound? Panic strikes as I hear it get near. Oh please, leave me be.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.09.2011 @ 7:41 am
Bee’s are black and yellow. App colors. Bee’s sting. i’ve been stung by yellow jackets before. It sucks.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.08.2011 @ 2:55 pm
almost
I couldn’t hold on anymore, and I don’t think you’ll blame me. we’re a whole host of almosts, aren’t we. almost good and almost together and almost friends, but now I’m tasting smoke underneath my tongue and nobody else’s. I forget how to breathe when I wake up in the morning.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.07.2011 @ 10:21 pm
It almost fell apart. But it didn’t. Sometimes, I almost have it all together. Almost.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.07.2011 @ 7:50 pm
Almost. I almost fell for his pathetically sweet, golden-honey dipped sentences, almost.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.07.2011 @ 7:04 pm
example
control
I have no control. Nobody does. There is the Earth, spinning in circles, revolving around the sun. There are our lives, aimlessly wandering into the dark oblivion. We can pretend we have control, but we are really just here.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.05.2011 @ 9:30 am
final
The final moments of my life were the best I had ever had. Her eyes had shone down at mine with such brilliance I wanted to cry, just as she was. But I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I felt so at peace, and I loved this feeling more than anything else. But in that instant I had also realized that with this peace came death, and with death came nothing.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.03.2011 @ 11:02 pm
Today is our final day. I’m not sure how to make it on without you, but I hope our love will fuel me on. When will I see you next? Will our love last? Please, don’t let this be our final day.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.03.2011 @ 7:49 pm
specific
I can’t be specific when you ask why I love you. I love you for the moon. I love you for the stars. I love you for the tiny dimple in your cheek when you smile at me like that. So when you ask me that, don’t expect a coherent answer. All I can tell you is I couldn’t stop if I tried. Theres nothing specific about soul-altering love. It just is.
Posted By Chelsea On 03.02.2011 @ 11:01 pm
strong
I believe that in order to be strong one must believe in something higher than one’s own self and more powerful that what is within us.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.26.2011 @ 10:58 pm
bench
Sitting alone on the park bench, the wind blowing across your face. Loneliness encompasses you and all you want is to have somebody sit next to you and hold you, just to feel the warmth of another. But no. In the still of the cold night, newspaper rustles across the sidewalk as the wind blows, leaves refusing to remain still. Eyes turn towards the sky, stars blotted out by the city lights; you don’t know why you look up at the sky– it’s always the same picture.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.23.2011 @ 2:55 pm
mango
ive never though i liked mangos cause i though they might taste like peach i started to like peach and so now i like mango too i even buy mange white tea all the time yummmmmmyyyyy i dont think ive ever eaten the real fruit though… food…
Posted By Chelsea On 02.22.2011 @ 10:33 pm
Ripe and fresh. Smells waft up to my nose, fruity and already tasting delicious. The soft flesh in my hands, silky smooth and comforting. The reward, oh the reward of biting into that fleshy skin to taste that sweet explosion of flavors that emulate summer, the humid heat and sweat clinging to my skin.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.22.2011 @ 2:51 pm
outlet
it’s something that we move towards. it’s something we need. and now i’m thinking about clothes and oregon. this is really random. and on to rivers. refreshing, new, lively, blue, waves, what we need in life. a way to let go and give things up. release. freedom. and now i’m on to electricity. plug in, power, my beautiful mac laptop.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.22.2011 @ 12:59 am
Outlet for creativity. A change to shine and grow; the start of everything. Currents running through the senses, electrifying everything– and a moment of clarity is reached– euphoria is here. Peace, calm, awareness– a gentle jolts glides across my skin– thoughts, emotions and being all as one.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.21.2011 @ 6:02 pm
sage
her eyes were the color of sage, such a deep color that pulled you into her soul. It made you want to know her, to get close to her, to love her. I wanted to love her. I wanted her to want me to love her. But the way she looked at me with those sage eyes told me she was looking right through me.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.20.2011 @ 6:46 pm
needle
Needles. People are scared of needles. They come big, they come small, but people still find them scary. They are almost always needed. Stab stab. I think that’s why people are scared of them. I’m not scared of them because I’m brave. And in most cases, if you’re brave, you get lollies. Mmm, lollies! I like lollies.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.12.2011 @ 9:41 am
revolt
It was only a few years ago that I swore I would break out of here. Now, I can see the effects of the harsh frost staring up at me from outside. I think I’ll stay indoors.
Posted By Chelsea On 02.10.2011 @ 7:51 pm
