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It’s really hard to forget someone you love… especially when you’ve been with them for a very long time.. and you’ve given your heart and soul to them. you put so much time in to them and you hoped that you were going to be together forever.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 06.07.2011 @ 6:51 pm

the girl looked around her new luxurious home. so much different from the orphanage she used to live in. It was big, fancy, empty and beyond many levels, very lonely. she looked up to the man and woman on either side of her with big eyes. “Well, do you like it?” Her new parents asked expectantly. the girl simply shook her head no. she wasn’t made for such a life of luxury. she didn’t fit in this life.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.16.2011 @ 11:20 am

alumni… Ah… I will be one some day… in just over a year… yes… technically i am one… from middle school anyways… i guess you could say i was alumni of many things…. oh well, you get the idea.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.09.2011 @ 1:48 pm

He didn’t have much, but integrity he did. He took pride in it, and you could tell. That was his integrity.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.08.2011 @ 7:29 pm

Determined he was, the little bugger. He just wouldn’t leave me alone. I’d shoo him away, even threaten to kill him, coming very close to doing just that on more than one occasion, but yet he persisted. “Damn you, you stupid fly!” I yelled, finally getting up from my seat with rolled up magazine in hand, chasing him down. It was a long, grueling battle, but eventually I won, being more determined than him.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.07.2011 @ 3:33 pm

we lay connected, having waited so long for this moment to come, wishing it’d never come to an end. we were one, he and I. the simple words that slip from my lips binding it. “I love you.” And then I was his, as he was mine, our souls intertwined, connected for eternity.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.06.2011 @ 2:56 pm

some think strength is the physical ability to move something, lift something, break something… They don’t see past the outer layer. strength, on a different plane, is more. it’s being able to hold up under mental, and emotional stress. And on a molecular level, it’s a beautiful work of art as the body works together, cells, blood, muscle, bone. strength is many things, and to have it is a wonderful quality that not everyone has both sides of.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.05.2011 @ 5:31 pm

I laid there with him, curled up next to his side, his warmth radiating into me. We both stared up at the starry galaxy before us, knowing that it was never ending, and no one knew what it held. I thought to myself, “This is how I feel about him…” and to this very day, seventy years later, I still know it as true.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.02.2011 @ 12:36 pm

The boy looked across the room, catching the eye of the new student, a girl. He flashed a smile, expecting the usual response, a quick, shy smile in return, perhaps attached with a fluttery giggle. Not what he got, no. In fact, what he got was much harsher. The girl was beautiful no doubt, but she returned his boyish grin with a glare of intense, coal rimmed eyes. Needless to say, his ego got the worst stab from her glare, and was bruised the rest of the day. He’d never felt this before… Maybe she was different.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.01.2011 @ 10:11 pm

one day a man woke from his sleep. he had a nice home, a beautiful wife, and two ‘perfect’ children. one might say his ego was… somewhat enlarged. He thought this over, wondering briefly if this was really the life he’d wanted, it all being quite vain, as he did seem to brag to his co-workers of his perfect family. Upon thinking further, he decided, “yes.” it was what he wanted, after all, his ego was large, and that’s something he couldn’t change. It had priorities.

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.01.2011 @ 9:21 pm

the man had a rather large ego… he didn’t quite know what to do with it, always flailing it around. No one really took to him because of it, never got many dates… was bad at talking, always insulting someone else. nothing he could do really to change it though. stupid ego. if only if only, right? well that’s what you get. when life gives you lemons, make lemonaid– er… egoaid?

Posted By Emily Roberts On 04.01.2011 @ 9:16 pm