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It was a scary, scary night. The huge tornado reaped havoc on the countryside. Way too much destruction for one little town. How many were lost?

Posted By gloria On 06.08.2013 @ 5:59 am

to pour metal over something and mold it to make anew.

Posted By gloria On 05.22.2013 @ 7:12 am

Speech is a fickle thing. It is different to everybody. It eludes some, such as the mute. To others, it is beautiful. Speech is the reason we have so many different languages: English, Spanish, Mandarin Chinese-just to name a few.

Posted By Gloria On 01.14.2013 @ 1:24 pm

stuffy, fluffy, not too trusty, ego freak-o, likes to be seen

Posted By gloria On 01.09.2013 @ 11:17 am

is made to be as filled with curiosity as possible,” said the little puppy to his mother. “Just like you said, that’s what will fill my days with fun and that way, I’ll find my passion, right?” As he finished

Posted By gloria On 01.09.2013 @ 11:06 am

just the both of us. forever and always. nothing between us. just us both. forever and always. thats the promise we make. nothing between us. love and security. love between the both of us. forever and always.

Posted By Gloria On 12.04.2012 @ 8:44 am

both of us were walking down the street when a man came up and askd if he wanted to buy roses for his pretty girlfriend. he accepted paid for the roses and gave them to me . we continued to walk and another man approached us selling earrings and asked if he wanted to buy a pair for his lovely girlfriend. my boyfriend said sure bought a pair of earrings and helped me put them on. walking on we went by an upscale boutique with lovely dresses in the window. as i approached the window to look a woman came out saying she needed a model for an outfit and asked if i would do it. looking at my boyfriend he said why not we’re in no rush. so i went inside the store and tried the clothes on. the saleswoman was so taken back at how well it looked on me she proclaimed that i must have the outfit and let me keep with with no charge. confused i tried to give her money but she simply rushed me out of the door and i was left standing in front of my boyfriend in this amazing dress. laughing at how ridiculous that had been we came across a vendor selling hair accessories. the young girl working the stand said that she had the perfect hair clip that would go with my dress and she then proceeded to sit me down and arrange my hair with the clip. i looked in the mirror and told her that she did a fantastic job and before i could say anything more my boyfriend paid the girl, thanked her and we were on our way. we continued to walk when a group of band players walked by and asked if they could play a song for the lovely couple. my boyfriend agreed and they began playing a beautiful song. i was too enthralled by the music that i didnt notice the group of people that had formed around us. when the song ended i turned around and first saw the group of people that had gathered and then noticed my boyfriend. he was down on one knee with a ring on his finger. “will you marry me?” i was speechless but i managed to say yes. the group clapped and that wass when i noticed that they were all friends and family. He planned the whole thing.

Posted By Gloria On 12.04.2012 @ 8:42 am

Binding. To put together. Marriage. To marry something. To marry somebody. I’m thinking about marriage. oh no.

Posted By Gloria On 09.10.2012 @ 2:04 pm

chains, my baby got me locked up in chains, and there ain’t no time you have no love for me, oh oh oh chains got a hold, got a hold on me, yeah, chains, chains, chains.

Posted By Gloria On 08.26.2012 @ 4:24 am

they lie in the drawer with the green label on it. I’m a little sick of looking through all of them, but at the same time, knowing that I can match them is sort of empowering. I knew nothing about parts before I started, and now, I can help someone find exactly what they need.

Posted By Gloria On 07.23.2012 @ 3:33 pm

Suspects were all in the room. Some were innocent of course and a few were astounded that they had been implicated. Yet, others knew why they were there and the deed done. Death to the whole world of evil doers and forgiveness to the innocent.

Posted By Gloria On 07.21.2012 @ 7:25 am

the way his hair feels as it brushes against my chest. I know I shouldn’t let him do that. But the taboo is to lovely to pass up. I love the way it feels when we touch, caress, truely feel. to go back would be brilliant.

Posted By Gloria On 06.13.2012 @ 10:39 pm

its like theres a point I can not reach. like a certain point where the universe says “you have to stop here” but it’s not about me, it’s about the people that I’m encountering. They are the ones that can’t handle me breaking through this cap.

Posted By Gloria On 06.04.2012 @ 8:59 am

There were a lot of dilemmas she was facing – what to do, how to do it, even when. But really? The most important was just ‘what’. It was a dilemma, she only had two options, but neither was /right/, and she had no idea what to pick.

Posted By Gloria On 05.29.2012 @ 12:48 am

you see, a pile is where all of a Degrave’s belongings go. some Degraves as big piles, some have little ones that get cleaned up at the end of the week, and some have epiclly huge piles. 3 feet tall, four feet wide, and 4 feet long. I put all piles to shame. Think I should learn the art of housekeeping before I get married?

Posted By Gloria On 05.20.2012 @ 11:01 am

like the ribbons on my first white dress, I want the mother of the bride and groom at my wedding to be swathed in silver. A representation of all the value they have. Something precious and pure and untarnished.

Posted By Gloria On 04.28.2012 @ 8:37 pm

skank hoes always travel in packs. even when one of them is getting married, they still look like skank-hoes. ah, mayhapps I’m just jealous that she got married before I.

Posted By Gloria On 04.23.2012 @ 9:26 pm

there is a bird that captures both love and death by it’s grace. Grey, white, black, much like life. It solemnly swims when alone and croons it’s neck with a mate.

Posted By Gloria On 04.20.2012 @ 10:45 pm

bright blue blockers, my roommate used to call his. Oh, but I loved to hate them. They were full of mystery and bad-assery and it was all I could do to keep myself from jumping him when he put them on with his floor length black trench coat and vest and tie looking like he stepped out of the matrix and into my fantasy realm.

Posted By Gloria On 04.18.2012 @ 1:38 pm

it’s only a symbol. it’s a symbol of my bondage. it’s a symbol that I am not where I am supposed to be. I’m sitting here, at a desk, filing paper work and making sure things get done but I’m not DOING. everyone else gets to do what they trained for, but for now, until this baby comes, I’m sitting at a desk, typing.

Posted By Gloria On 04.15.2012 @ 1:27 pm

ah the nibble nibble nibble of passion in the wings, the little touch of your nose brushing against my skin as your teeth seek to find my flesh. I’ve been bitten by the love bug, and I don’t know what to do.

Posted By Gloria On 04.12.2012 @ 9:44 am

I am grafted in to the most beautiful tree to ever grace this earth. It is the tree of Israel, and from it’s limbs much fruit has borne. like the olive tree, it grows up inside the trunk of a tree that is dying no matter what the other people do to it, it will endure and spring up again because the roots run deep. I am part of that tree and I am honored, but I do not take my place lightly, because if the original branches can wither and die, so can I.

Posted By Gloria On 04.07.2012 @ 8:32 pm

you stamp your foot like a small child from the pulpit and my heart is filled with dispair. You are so willful that even God couldn’t shake you from the path you’ve decided is best. Stop. Or stop preaching.

Posted By Gloria On 04.05.2012 @ 4:21 pm

Then, I saw her. The rich cloak came up around her face and formed a hood through which bright gleaming black eyes shone in the shadows of her face. Her skin was viciously pale as if no ray sun had ever marred it. This was a woman of royalty, royalty of the mysterious kingdom to the north.

Posted By Gloria On 04.05.2012 @ 11:07 am

ok, you’ve got it. my attention is yours. Everytime I try to talk to you, if anyone in the community comes up, you cut me off. It’s like you’re so afraid to gossip that you won’t even learn about pertinent information to you. sometimes peoples lives are messy and sometimes it’s going to matter to you, because as concerned as you are with gossip, I am just as concerned with judgementalism.

Posted By Gloria On 03.28.2012 @ 8:15 pm

hot like an irish man? nope. I’ll burn long and slow and cold. and you will never feel the warmth of my smile or the closeness of my heart again. It takes a lot to bring a glass of water to freezing point. It’s similar with me. I’m meltable, but you’re going to have to work for it.

Posted By Gloria On 03.25.2012 @ 6:24 pm

the scent left by you on my skin, in my hair, it’s like a residue reminding me that you don’t respect me. That you never will, that you really don’t know the word “no.” it is worse than the summer rain on my skin left too long, because this is the residue that will not do. these are the traces left by your kisses. a hickky of disrespect.

Posted By Gloria On 03.23.2012 @ 8:03 pm

tonight, I give you a rating of 0. and as far as shares go, you don’t even scratch the surface of the day. good day. I would say good sir, but you’re neither.

Posted By Gloria On 03.20.2012 @ 11:45 pm

for the remainder of this job, I will simply do my job. why? because you used the term “duration” while talking to me about my future in this company. I’m sending out resumes starting tomorrow. thank you. please don’t come again.

Posted By gloria On 03.14.2012 @ 10:34 pm

over and over and over again. I feel like you are the only thing I recycle. This love. for you it’s steady, but for me, you are the space between heart beats. you are the thing that stands there and reminds me I have value. you are the one that says “you’re beautiful” more than any other soul. and for that, what do I do? I repay you by sending you back into the cycle of recyleing your heart, your love, my emotions, my needs. ready for another round?

Posted By gloria On 03.11.2012 @ 4:51 pm