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I was sitting down when he landed in my shoulder. Then started whispering in my ear. Weird things. Things that I would never do. Amazing things. I stood up.

Posted By Elena On 05.15.2013 @ 3:00 pm

The vines wrap around me, all of them running smoothly and quickly like fingers. They wrap around every curved surface-my neck, my thighs. I close my eyes, and fall into them.

Posted By Elena On 04.05.2013 @ 10:02 pm

beware of the day when you realize that the one person you thought was with you at all times steps on you the minute you turn your back. Life is full of unexpected occurrences. But, one can only hope that the friends they have chosen are there until the very end.

Posted By Elena On 03.21.2013 @ 7:21 pm

i have waited for signs my whole life, the right ones, the wrongs one, the obvious ones. nothing in this world is easy to see and signals are hidden everywhere. we choose to overlook them, whether we know it or not. it’s sad to see them be overlooked and tragic to know we have overlooked the ones affecting us. Signals blind us and no matter how hard we look we will always miss one. And that one, may be the one that could change our lives. But we’ll never know.

Posted By Elena On 03.06.2013 @ 8:46 pm

I was falling so quickly, but I remember it as though it happened in slow motion. I struggled like an idiot because I couldn’t come to terms with it. I resisted, flailing every which way, but it was happening. I was falling in love with you. And nothing was going to be able to break my fall.

Posted By Elena On 02.18.2013 @ 6:54 pm

it’s really hard to be tired when you’ve got a lot of work to do like right now i have a ton of homework but I’m seriously in such a fatigue I have no idea how to get any of it done. this weird thing making me write is also quite odd and hard to finish because I am in such a fatigue. it’s weird how I am saying “in such a fatigue” I should really be saying that I am “fatigued”. words are weird. what is the point of this thing? I’m trying to figure it out . I am hungry. It is hard to feel hunger and fatigue simultaneously. When will my boyfriend be off work? I hope he brings me something to eat.

Posted By elena On 02.17.2013 @ 7:00 pm

Who knows anything? What does it mean to know? Does it mean you have to be aware of all the facts about something? What about knowledge on a primal level? Nobody will ever know everything about something but there will be plenty of people who know nothing about something, yet pretend more than they already know. Ignorance is bliss. Knowledge educates people. Would you rather know and be sad or not know and be happy?

Posted By Elena On 12.22.2012 @ 1:28 pm

Five fingers on each hand. Five toes on each foot. Well, I have five. b ut only one set of five. Guess which has been left with five.

Posted By Elena On 12.17.2012 @ 9:08 pm

I rise out of bed. I don’t want to, but I do. The mushroom sprites won’t bathe in dew by themselves, and the bunny rabbit needs his massage.

Posted By Elena On 11.29.2012 @ 8:56 pm

i should’ve gone here today. ollie didnt call or text or message and i was stuck suspended in the skypetumblrfacebook rotation of mundane thought and i feel guilty. it’s my fault. i should have taken the inititaive, if not to contact him (im lying i did) then to get my work done. but i didnt and now i’m here, working up my wpm count and watchg dad watch tv

Posted By Elena On 11.25.2012 @ 1:45 am

I don’t want to be too late for anything. I don’t want to miss things. I want to be early and present and there. If I miss chances and am late for opportnities it might just break my heart. Don’t ever be too careful. Just say it now cause it might be too late in just a few seconds. Be proactive. Make it count, make it work, don’t let it pass you by. Time is beautiful, don’t waste it.

Posted By Elena On 11.22.2012 @ 5:25 pm

Sheila measured everything in her life. Her beakers full of chemicals, her vases full of the water, her pans full of dough. Always the right amount, never an ounce less or more. But she never measure what other people could do for her.

Posted By Elena On 11.14.2012 @ 8:24 pm

I really, really want to roar in public sometimes. I just get so annoyed, so claustrophobic. Talking about periods or incest doesn’t get people away. Maybe a roar would. Probably.

Posted By Elena On 11.09.2012 @ 10:03 pm

We see them all and they don’t see them all They want to believe But they don’t Internal External Who really cares It’s all about them Anyways

Posted By Elena On 11.08.2012 @ 8:23 pm

on solid ground she stood and reached the highest goals never leaving the peace of mind, offending anybody or flattering faulty people solid ground is where she stood yet she loved the skies

Posted By Elena On 11.06.2012 @ 2:20 am

When someone is in control, they are the one’s in “charge.” This word gives power. It is strong, and somewhat bold. It makes me feel like someone is coming at me, like they are charging. It is a powerful word and it has many meanings. Mostly positive, unless charging expensively for items!

Posted By Elena On 10.20.2012 @ 12:00 pm

A scene can mean several things. It can be a landscape or describle the amiance of a particular environment. But for sctors and producers, it could mean a short piece of action time in a play or movie. The word scene can mean lots of different things to lots of different people.

Posted By Elena On 10.05.2012 @ 5:16 pm

I’m sitting on BART and a woman next to me is falling asleep with her head resting against the window pane. There’s a child sitting on a lap a few rows in front and his hair is curly cotton candy. There’s an old man making faces at him from across the car, puffing out his cheeks, and the baby is laughing and kicking his feet.

Posted By Elena On 09.23.2012 @ 12:47 am

Alive is what you are right now. :)

Posted By Elena On 09.16.2012 @ 8:29 pm

headphones. music. it brings it to life. with headphones on you are in your own little world where you can tune out completely and not even have a care in the world. just you and your music and i love that, i live for that. it rises me up, inspires me.

Posted By elena On 09.08.2012 @ 8:22 pm

The girl lay in the sand, panting. She had been in the exhausting desert heat for three and a half hours after not eating or drinking for two days. Her vision was fuzzy as she blinked at the setting sun. ‘Water.’ She thought simply. ‘If I’m going to live, I need water.’ She slowly pulled herself up and squinted, looking at the scenery around her. Sand and emptiness stretched out for miles, but then something caught her attention. Off to her right was a small pool of water and a palm tree. She laughed, a breathless throaty laugh, before standing and stumbling towards it. With each step the water got farther and her vision got darker until finally….

Posted By Elena On 08.31.2012 @ 7:23 pm

The suspects were investigated last night, after the crime took place in the fletcher ave. No one could ever beleive what happened.

Posted By Elena On 07.20.2012 @ 8:38 pm

the police patrol the streets like they got something to see. wanting to bust her just for being somebody. they approach her all cool, mam can i see your id? she asks to be left alone,she kinda busy. but they hassle her; they the lapd. and now she’s on the ground, they beating her bloody. toss her over the bank, the body won’t be found. put duct tape on her mouth no one will hear a sound.

Posted By Elena On 07.20.2012 @ 8:37 am

Auxiliary to every human being there is another. Someone to love, to hold, to breathe and to smell, to laugh and to cry, to go out or stay indoors. It’s like the other half, not always perfect, but so much needed, loved and desired.

Posted By Elena On 07.15.2012 @ 6:10 am

Omg arm pits. Or ones in the ground. But ewww, gross… Smellllllllly! omg my school is Fort Pitt but spelt differently!!!!!!

Posted By Elena On 06.20.2012 @ 10:13 am

Switching from good to bad is never easy, neither is the opposite. People are not switches.. you can’t just turn us on or off. We have feeling and we have thoughts.. we are like eternal machines who are made to work for eternity.

Posted By Elena On 06.12.2012 @ 11:10 am

the kid couldn’t make up his mind… ‘chocolate or vanilla?’ he thought to himself. the only problem was that he really liked both girls. racist… yeah.

Posted By elena On 06.11.2012 @ 11:55 am

the trash can just after dawn. I wish I could be somewhere else like the beach instead of having my parents give me all this worthless chores. They don’t know what will hit them when i’m gone. They won’t have their slave anymore emptying trash

Posted By Elena On 06.04.2012 @ 8:29 pm

forget about it. throw it away. never mind. erase it. it was nothing. i changed my mind. disregard that message. disregard someone is sad. some p;pl are disregarded.

Posted By Elena On 05.13.2012 @ 6:11 pm

My temper is short. Anything I disagree with will set me off. You do something to offend me, that I don’t find amusing, will make me go off. Ignore you, yell at you, cuss you out, it does not matter. I know, I should learn to control it.

Posted By Elena On 03.25.2012 @ 6:53 pm