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There was nothing there. She didn’t even need to wear a bra, so she never really did. It wasn’t because she did a lot of dieting, she was just always running. It is what she did. All muscle nothing else. Who needed boobs when you have pecs?

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.14.2013 @ 2:18 am

It is inevitable. It will happen. But it just depends how often and how much. Not growing it not a good thing either. I don’t know why people think that it

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.08.2013 @ 4:34 pm

That is all he tells her. He just keeps on saying those types of thing again and again, but she know that it is not true. Not true at all.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.07.2013 @ 3:11 am

i don’t. See it just comes out there. Plus, why do I need to think in a place like this? My thinking is taken care of for me. I have no need to do such a thing. Why waste my time. I can do all those other things with out thinking. I don’t have to worry. That sounds good. I want that.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.06.2013 @ 6:14 am

Even now, she tries not to think about how she is actually married to him. And not in the normal sense of the word but in the truly unbinding since where there is no escape and that he will forever exist around him and permeate her being. He is the domineering Victorian husband. He locks her true self away and oppresses her to be what she is not.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.05.2013 @ 3:55 am

We can’t move it so we’ll either have to go around it or just break it down. Sometimes the destruction just isn’t worth it so it’s better to take the long way about because although it might be in your way, you might need it to be there, too. Walls are things with purpose, just like you and I have our purpose.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.04.2013 @ 4:39 am

It’ll be the death of you, that is for sure. It could be the death of your ego, too. That what happens when you care for someone else more than you do yourself. You murder your ego. I think it court it would be considered third degree murder because how would you not feel the crushing of everything you were?

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.03.2013 @ 5:49 am

So it works like this. You put one foot forward and then the other. You give them your brain and they work it how they want. You toe the line and they give you an electroshock. It is all controlled that is just how it all goes. They let you think you have freedom so it’s that good enough? Be satisfied

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.02.2013 @ 5:57 am

I don’t like the plains of her features. They’re too well. Just there. They sit on the surface and i am not sure what to do with it. People say it is perfect, but I wonder if I am looking at the wrong person instead. So I stare and wonder why people think she is so beautiful.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.31.2013 @ 12:43 pm

Well it’s that just great? I mean, really, who uses that word without sarcasm? They go together. This isn’t the 40′s or whenever they actually meant that. Wait. They did mean it at one point. Jeez, and we thought our future was in trouble. What about the past?!

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.31.2013 @ 3:49 am

I don’t want one. Why do people want one? I don’t get it. I don’t get why women coo over them and I am a woman! i suppose for me it represents something I am not quite ready for or it represents everything that I fight against. I don’t want to be forced into this image anymore.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.29.2013 @ 7:40 pm

Here he come again. We don’t want him here and yet he hobbles up the creaking steps. Even they groan at his approach. Even if we didn’t see him coming, we would have known just who it was by the simple fact how he knocks and walks.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.28.2013 @ 12:46 pm

I am shivering. And it cannot be warded away by blankets because once the shivering subsides I begin to sweat and that won’t do either. So I lay there with the blankets curling around my body. The place that get cool fast, my feet, are covered the most but my stomach is still exposed.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.28.2013 @ 1:46 am

You say something and people don’t hear. Or is it that they don’t listen? But why should that keep you silent? Why should that daunt you? If you don’t say anything at all then people really won’t know what you have to say. At least when you are saying something you are not silent and you are not succumbing to them.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.27.2013 @ 5:38 am

I don’t want it. People keep saying it like I some how chose this. Since when? In what world? They need to focus on themselves and deal with their own “responsibility” because guess what I am not one of them or apart of this game.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.25.2013 @ 2:18 am

Tell you the truth. I don’t give much of a damn about the things you put in your ears these days. It’s like doing that makes you an automatic winner, a mistro or whatever other fancy name you want to put on it. Personally, I think we’ve lost the meaning of it all.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.24.2013 @ 5:40 am

It’s a lyrical type of thing that everyone likes to sing. But not everyone likes to sing all those types. Sometimes, all those types aren’t even considered musical let alone lyrical to half of all the other people. That’s art for you. I suppose.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.23.2013 @ 4:05 pm

Forget about it. Like it is ever going to actually happen. It is impossible to achieve. But I supposed it is also subjective to each person and what they believe. That is the trouble with perception, there is nothing that is actually factual and real. It is all subjected to our biases and our pasts and our demons and what we have all left.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.23.2013 @ 7:10 am

sweeping is a household activity that involves a broom and dirt. One must take the broom and hold it and make motions back and forth with your arms. A sweep is also when a baseball team wins all the games in a series in a row! WOW! That’s really great for a team. Sweeping also happens a lot in other countries. It is a common household item through out the world.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.16.2013 @ 2:28 pm

Is near, Sometimes we don’t know it, but it is. Maybe one day we’ll get to the point that everything we do will turn out well before the end does come, because it seems that people don’t live as they should anymore, and die before they actually had a chance to do the things they’ve always wanted to do.

DO.

Posted By Gabrielle On 01.13.2013 @ 2:41 pm

I don’t know why they always thought it was the rulers or those who were given the “divine providence” it has obviously always belonged to those of the people. The society’s desires and wishes. That is all that there is. And we are the ones who rule this joint.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.12.2013 @ 6:51 pm

Our life has been listed out for us like a script. There is a beginning and end and climax. We just don’t know it yet. The stage is dark and we stand behind the curtains awaiting for when we step out and begin. We move according to a plan: Fate. God. Destiny. Whatever you want to call it.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.11.2013 @ 7:22 am

It was a feeling that has been expressed a thousand different way since the beginning of time. So people assert that animals do not have it, but then that also implies that us, humans (animals) also don’t know love. I think this is more possible than lower species not knowing love. We know love, but we reject it.

Posted By Gabrielle On 02.09.2013 @ 12:21 pm

That’s not right. “They’re wrong” I thought in my head. Looking at the receipt, I knew that they were lying. I could see it in their eyes. “I want my money back!” But they just stared, like they always do.

Posted By Gabrielle On 10.20.2012 @ 5:13 pm

adding things together, mixing, crushing. shifting sifting. mixing colours, baking. pouring stirring grinding,, electric beaters,

Posted By Gabrielle On 10.02.2012 @ 7:50 pm

The homestead claim is what was another word for property it is also meaning as in taking something. like for instance he tried to claim my dollar if it had fallen out of your pocket and he found it. one time my big sister tried to claim that it was my turn to empty the dishwasher, my mom and dad gives us chore we have to do every day before they get home.I really dont

Posted By gabrielle On 09.20.2012 @ 8:20 am

I knew the principal was staring right at the back of my neck, just as he always had since that night. The one night. Homecoming. We were alone in his car, just after the dance had ended. It started as a simple “Julie, do you need a ride home?” I nodded, looking around and trying, in vain, to find my “date”.

Posted By Gabrielle On 07.29.2012 @ 3:38 pm

It all happened so fast. The car was there one second, and gone the next. Cliche, I know, but It’s riveting how it all happened. The images flashed throughout my mind like a gif from some teenage girls tumblr page. Before I knew it the ambulance had already arrived. Five, actually. Everything was so hectic; traffic was insane, the police and firetrucks were everywhere. I took one of the ambulances into my line of vision; they pulled out three stretchers; holy shit, I thought to myself. Did i really just witness this? As I got entangled within my thoughts, a police officer scared the living shit out of me by knocking on my window, gesturing for me to roll it down.

Posted By Gabrielle On 07.18.2012 @ 12:10 pm

She turned the knob slowly, fearing what was on the other side. She had found this abandoned house purely by chance, stumbing upon in on one of her usual late night walks. With the insomnia she’d developed when she was twelve, she tended to be out late.

Posted By Gabrielle On 07.13.2012 @ 6:05 pm

cars wind speed fireworks love. he kissed me under the fire works. The journalist hung by her wrists. Camera long discarded into a corner. Prisoners of war. the night of capture. walking quickly under the dimly lit street. looking for that story. help wasn’t coming. until the door was broken down and he walked in

Posted By gabrielle On 07.01.2012 @ 11:33 pm