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i don’t have a sister and i’m glad for that. but i do have ivette and she’s the closest thing i have to a sister. but then there’s cory who is actually my “sista” and if i were to choose between them, i would sacrifice myself in order for them to stay. because they are 2 of the most important people to me that aren’t blood.

Posted By Elisa On 06.01.2013 @ 8:38 pm

Destined: destined only to discover what kind of destiny is destined for us, because destiny only exists after it is already fulfilled, it is the consequence of the transformation of past into future, and what results of our dreams struggling to survive in the real world.

Posted By Elisa On 03.26.2013 @ 11:49 am

My car stalled on the side of the freeway. My life had stalled out three years earlier, but I didn’t exactly realize it until then…when I called AAA and my membership had expired, called a towtruck and my credit card was rejected, called a friend and the number was disconnected.

Posted By Elisa On 02.22.2013 @ 10:59 pm

The Major was a quiet man, he never spoke much outside of the orders he gave. Many wondered what his eyes had seen, what atrocities he they witnessed. What lay behind the biterness of eyes?

Posted By Elisa On 11.07.2012 @ 9:35 pm

a stretcher like, a chair? Those are pretty relaxing, they remind me of the beach, no matter where I am. I’m not even sure if that is what the word means, but it is the first thing that comes to my mind, the stretcher. Comfy and peaceful, relaxation.

Posted By elisa On 07.18.2012 @ 9:34 pm

i like peanut butter and jelly its just really really good but it sucks because i always run out of it before i run out of peanut butter. And obviously you cant have peanut butter and jelly without that lovely grape jelly

Posted By Elisa On 06.06.2012 @ 11:18 pm

There is a large buzzing beehive in the big tree behind the house. I can see the hive swaying in the wind from my big bay window where I sit, knees tucked up into my chest, my cheek resting on top as I stare into the distance. The window is open just a crack and the cool breeze coming into the warm room sends a chill down my spine. My favorite patterned curtains flutter up into a straight line, as if they are pointing towards the door. They beckon me to walk out the door, bounce down the crooked stairs, jumping over the bottom one as always, and run out the backdoor to be embraced by the open air.

Posted By Elisa On 01.26.2012 @ 10:23 am

I don’t like sinking. It would suck horribly. I’m scared of sinking. Maybe I won’t sink, cuz I’m sort of skinny? If I had something attached to me I would definitely sink. Oh god. Sinking in the ocean? So scary. I’m scared of sinking, and sharks. Oh shit, sharks. Sharks are going to be the death of me. Well, hopefully not. Because that would be so painful. What about ships that sink? Do the people get eaten before they die or not?

Posted By Elisa On 08.22.2011 @ 5:12 pm

hairstyle. type of pretzel design. that’s the first two things I think of when I hear or see the word. Braids, never could do them in my own hair, but I could always do it to someone else. I really can’t think about anything else to do with braids. People who ride horses usually wear their hair in braids. Yeah.

Posted By Elisa On 07.02.2011 @ 9:25 am

It’s an important quality for someone to have. It can make or break a person. Honesty in my opinion gets people very far in life and if you don’t have it, it can get you nowhere. Being honest instead of being safe is better. Honesty is something that builds relationships while its opposite, which is lies, can destroy a relationship.

Posted By Elisa On 06.30.2011 @ 8:58 pm

family, my man, my life. and also myself.

Posted By Elisa On 06.13.2011 @ 12:31 am

So i guess is the only word? How is this website structured? I’m so confused. Oh well, I have better things to do now. Bye to all the people writing about structure. I hope you get inspired. I’m inspired to build a structured house now. Which reminds me, I need an IB MYP personal project idea.

Posted By Elisa On 03.25.2011 @ 4:39 pm

Inside we are all different. It’s something that makes us unique. I for example am totally weird. I mean, today I wore pajamas to school. Plus, I almost put a big bow on the top of my head behind my bangs. My friends don’t care though. They’re structured differently too. That’s the cool thing about friends. We’re different.

Posted By Elisa On 03.25.2011 @ 4:36 pm

Final

Nobody ever told me they loved me or that thyey thought i was beautiful or that i was honest that i was true none of they above

i never really felt like i belonged that people actually wanted me needed me realized i was there none of the above

so i guess i just have to make things easier for them no more playing games the decision me and this knife made is final.

Posted By Elisa On 03.04.2011 @ 5:56 am

I went to this store in Rockford and I discovered that my favorite store Charlotte Russ has very cheap clothes. They are really pretty and very cheap. In Unbelievable.

Posted By Elisa On 02.28.2011 @ 8:37 pm

Microphones are waiting to hear what you have to say. They are all ears. They just sit there all day like PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TALK INTO ME. Just so they can tell everyone else. Christ! Microphones are like all of the preteen girls sitting around a table during lunch at middle school. Waiting to hear what you have to say so they can tell everyone else.

Posted By Elisa On 02.13.2011 @ 9:37 pm

wakes me up in the morning and i hate it. so annoying, i’d rather sleep all day. my cell alarm and my clock alarm are the same and i guess thats a good thing, keep things even and the same. waking up from naps from my alarm is almost as bad as waking up in the morning from my alarm.

Posted By elisa On 02.07.2011 @ 11:42 am

pills are white, round, pink, oblong, bitter small, easily hidden. Some people smoke them, some people need them to have sex, others have to have them hidden in pudding. Pills make you healthy, make you happy, make you better make you forget.

Alice took a pill and look where she ended up. Neo took a blue and look where he woke up.

Some people kill with pills. some peple heal with pills. Swallow your pills. Choke on your pills. Pillhead. Hide your pills under your pillow. In your ass. Sell your pills for other pills. Who makes all these fricking pills? Twice a day, as needed for pain, every 6 hours. If you foget a dose, do not double your dose.

Posted By Elisa On 02.06.2011 @ 3:29 pm

They help you get through the good and bad. The only people you can really on to tell your deepest darkest secrets. The friends when you have none. Relatives are the people who are always close when you need them.

Posted By Elisa On 01.26.2011 @ 1:14 pm

fiies into space. every boy loves it. would love to see one one day. no boundaries. type of salad my mother eats but I hate. strangely phallic, emblematic of anything?

Posted By Elisa On 01.25.2011 @ 9:07 am

I’m average, she thought. Add everyone in the world- all their qualities, the murderers and the saints and the inbetweeners and I fall exactly, statistically, perfectly in the middle. I am the most normal person alive.

Posted By elisa On 11.09.2010 @ 7:13 pm

when i think about under i think about bridges and how dark and wet they are underneath. and i think of the billy goats and how they are probably smelly from living under there. its gross when you think about it. so are underbellies. ew.

Posted By elisa On 08.20.2010 @ 3:41 pm

are good. are long. miles are very boring to go along in cars. too many miles waste gas. gas is expensive. miles is a name. I don’t like that name. I know a person with that name, who I don’t like, so I don’t like that name. miles is a 5 letter word. it’s short.

Posted By elisa On 07.31.2010 @ 10:12 am

I am a driven person, by goals and prospects. I want to do well in life, I want to be somebody. At times I feel like I just sit around and don’t do anything, hoping maybe something will open up. An opportunity, but who knows. Maybe I need to be more driven, more passionate about life.

Posted By elisa On 07.22.2010 @ 7:43 pm

I tend to say that I will commit to things but I rarely do commit to such things. Commitment is a funny thing. The intent is always there, but rarely do I follow through.

Posted By Elisa On 07.19.2010 @ 6:46 pm

Rolling, loving, deadly tide, lost into the oblivion, what once was wil never be again. Renewal is constant.

Posted By Elisa On 06.22.2010 @ 6:12 pm

lantern – light. light – firefly. firefly – lightning. lightning – thunder. thunder – wonder. wonder – full.

Posted By Elisa On 05.22.2010 @ 5:18 pm

a wholw town is made out of blocks….a whole person is made out of thoughts a whole life is made out of moments and the moment itself is made out of feeling and emotion. I want to feel that emotion…

Posted By Elisa On 04.27.2010 @ 10:58 am

mineral swords are in my heart my place my house, no place to hide or to fake for what is it matter, no child or adult know how to mineral its life from worse deception than i own, i wont sublime from any unatural philosophy of life.

Posted By elisa On 04.24.2010 @ 10:10 am

why do we all need to be propelled to do something we actually want to do? Why can’t we just do it take our chances, live our life?

Posted By Elisa On 04.19.2010 @ 11:11 am