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refuse
he felt he should take it, his gut was pulling, urging him to take it, but his head was saying something different. Although the money was undeniably attractive, he knew this was not the correct avenue for his life to go down.
Posted By Emily On 08.27.2012 @ 12:58 pm
I refuse to be shot down again when I know you want me. I see your eyes. They tell me with more earnest than your words ever have. It’s not about sex, its about a relationship that I know you’re scared to admit you desire. I can’t force you, but I’m letting you know; you’re ready.
Posted By Emily On 08.27.2012 @ 11:43 am
carbon
We are all made up of carbon. Well, not entirely. But as humans we have carbon in us. But so much of us cannot be described by the elements on the periodic table, but rather by the elements of our soul. Love, companionship, greed, etc. These things cannot be explained by science.
Posted By Emily On 08.26.2012 @ 1:56 pm
chain
man was born free but everywhere he is in chains. chains can be decorative, pretty if they’re jewellery, but chains can also be restrictive, holding us back. how do we break those chains? chains can also link. DNA, friendships, family. why would we want to break those? look closely at the chains. do we want to forge them or forget them? that is the question.
Posted By Emily On 08.26.2012 @ 2:38 am
third grade. those letters would come in the mail all the time. envelopes filled with envelopes filled with envelopes, all holding letters from superstitious children across america. how did you get my address? is it your fault i’m single now?
Posted By emily On 08.25.2012 @ 4:09 pm
Chain letters are the utmost of horrible things I can think of via the internet or texting. Nothing even happens, unless you’re superstitious and would attribute anything bad to the text or email.
Posted By Emily On 08.25.2012 @ 11:24 am
side
There’s a corner of your house. A corner you never look at. You can look side to side all day and you won’t see it. But if you look that one place. The place you never want to look. The corner of your eye. You’ll see it.
Posted By Emily On 08.23.2012 @ 11:33 am
She brushed the side of my hand to get my attention. A sensation unlike any other swept through me. I couldn’t describe it. It was electric, and I wanted to feel it again.
Posted By Emily On 08.23.2012 @ 11:20 am
half
Half of a whole. That’s what I believe I am. Love is one of the strongest driving forces for human beings, and I know this is true for me. I am looking for the other half of my soul, and one day hope to find him/her. I can never be truly sure I believe, but i can be pretty close.
Posted By Emily On 08.21.2012 @ 12:24 pm
comfort
To comfort someone is often the best medicine. I know when I am down I often do not at the moment wish to be comforted. Sometimes I just want to sulk. However, being comforted can be much better for you in the long run. I don’t know about other people, but that’s just me, to put it simply.
Posted By Emily On 08.20.2012 @ 1:22 pm
event
There was an event going on at the school. I had walked past it hundreds of times. The school, not the event. But every day nothing happened. It stayed the same. The same dull, brown brick school with 2 thousand teenagers mulling around inside. But not today. Today, there was an event.
Posted By Emily On 08.20.2012 @ 8:13 am
We don’t really talk about the event. The event that changed everything. It changed the whole dynamic of my family, but we don’t take about it. It’s the skeleton in our closet. The thing that haunts our past.
Posted By Emily On 08.19.2012 @ 7:48 pm
it’s still two months away, but they’ll be some of the most intense months of the year. everyone will be scrambling for the perfect date, for the perfect dress, for the perfect body. all for three hours in a dimly lit gymnasium. is it really worth it?
Posted By emily On 08.19.2012 @ 11:51 am
The event started at half past noon. A mystery to get there and a mystery to leave. Who was invited and who would remain. A murder mystery it was, and a mystery all the same. It was not up to me, in the slightest, but would be in the end.
Posted By Emily On 08.19.2012 @ 11:47 am
zone
we are now entering the zone don’t let me get in my zone i must get in my z o n e “The zone is closed for the day Mr. West we must ask you to remove yourself from the zone” Got to get in my zone e e e **kanye is forcibly removed from the zone by the zone security guards and placed into a holding cell, given a juice box
Posted By Emily On 08.16.2012 @ 12:10 am
Before you step out onto the floor, you have to get into that zone. Get pumped up. Go over every step, every beat, every count. They announce you and it’s your turn. Go out there and give it your all.
Posted By Emily On 08.15.2012 @ 2:42 pm
want
Want can be the same thing as CRAVE or desire. It is not necessarily something we will aquire, but some people will go to great lengths and out of thier own way to get it. A want can consume a person, if he wants it bad enough. Or this person could be sitting with a book, thinking I want a cup of tea. An orphan could be writing to Santa Claus asking him for parents, something they desperately want, or arguably need. Want want want want, we all want want want want. Think about how many times a person probably says I want…. in one day. Probably a lot.
Posted By Emily On 08.14.2012 @ 4:38 pm
I want to get away from here. I want to create my own life how I want to. I want to move to somewhere I can be on my own. I want me. The real me. Not who I am now, but how I aspire to be.
Posted By Emily On 08.14.2012 @ 1:56 pm
banks
Banks do nothing but steal your money. I want my money back. I also am reminded of the movie Mary Poppins. Now i want to go fly a kite. And I have no kite. Great. Just great.
Posted By Emily On 08.13.2012 @ 5:35 pm
Isn’t it strange how every river has a bank, and every bank is different? it’s like people. everyone is different, the inner contents might be the same, the water flows downward, people are flesh and blood, but the outward appearance, the banks of the river, are always different.
Posted By Emily On 08.13.2012 @ 2:59 pm
concept
a concept is an idea. it’s my favorite thing to write about because you don’t have to consern yourself with the right words, that can come with editing. the idea, reason, concept is really what matters when you’re writing anyway.
Posted By Emily On 08.12.2012 @ 11:41 pm
texts
helen is funny. When we text it’s like I can feel her smile at my texts. But lately texts have been getting a bad rap because of dumb people who text and drive. Why? you can’t wait. Is it really that hard? Come on.
Posted By Emily On 08.10.2012 @ 7:39 pm
People text way too much nowadays. What ever happened to talking face to face? There is really no social interaction anymore. I mean texting is convenient for a lot of things, but sending 40,000 texts a month is way too much.
Posted By Emily On 08.10.2012 @ 2:12 pm
manners
many people are lacking manners. Some people are rude to people with manners. I’ve held the door open many times and most of the time people don’t even say thank you! I wish more people would just be kind to others.
Posted By Emily On 08.10.2012 @ 10:44 am
substances
The woman took the substance as she was writhing in pain, her whole body screaming against it, telling her to stop. She continued. Her husband came in, furious, knowing what had happened. The substances had gotten to her, and he knew that she would never recover again.
Posted By Emily On 08.08.2012 @ 4:32 pm
Illegal. Substances. Drugs. Drugs are bad. I don’t really understand the appeal to them. No matter if it’s peer pressure or thinking ill of yourself I don’t understand why a lot of people resort to them with all of the awful stories and facts about them.
Posted By Emily On 08.08.2012 @ 2:58 pm
im not sure what this means. is it a good word or is it a bad one. my vocabulary is lacking. it is lost in a flood of words unknown to my head. how can i change this? it ,might as well be dead. am i wrong to not understand?
Posted By emily On 08.08.2012 @ 12:58 pm
