Entries By Holly

Displaying 211 To 240 Of 390 Entries

juice

orange juice, never my favorite. not sweet and not tasty. but i love the color. now tell me, why can’t grape juice look like that?

also, did you ever notice that you can’t juice a banana?

Posted By holly On 11.24.2010 @ 7:22 pm

elixir

He hesitantly brought the vile to his lips. the first drop sent a twinge withing his fleshy insides and he new the transformation was beginning.

Posted By holly On 11.03.2010 @ 12:56 pm

adventure

i like to go on adventures. that is what seth says. i love him from afar. and i wanna go on adventures too, with or without him. i should be more adventurous. i will try. tonight i challenge myself, and everyone reading this…do one adventurous thing. do it go for it. life is tragically short live it up ladies and gents. go on an adventure

Posted By Holly On 10.30.2010 @ 2:15 pm

Adventure is the spice of life. Without adventure, no one would ever have some of the most amazing experiences they could ever imagine. Adventure is the key to happiness. Adventure is what makes the world go round. Adventure. Adventure. Adventure.

Posted By Holly On 10.30.2010 @ 11:47 am

microwave

Once there was a dog who was a bit more curious than he should have been and put himself in such a position that dared the boy from next door to do something he’d been wanting to do for too long. He put the unfortunate hound into the microwave and low and behold SUPER DOG was born. Although his super powers were never realised because of his death.

Posted By Holly On 10.23.2010 @ 2:14 am

costume

I wore one once, with Kelley. Actually several. They are beautiful. I want to wear more, but I can’t. My other two majors won’t let me. I am also an art major. I love costumes. I wore them in high school, to school. Risky, huh? Halloween is coming soon. What should I be? No idea, man, no idea.

Posted By Holly On 10.20.2010 @ 4:39 pm

table

she laid the paper on the kitchen table. the letter had just come. about the affair. she had spent her whole life believing this could happpen to her. and it had. this was the end. she stood next to the big oak table allowing it to ground her as she waited for him to come through that door.

Posted By Holly On 10.19.2010 @ 2:14 pm

left

Left in the darkness, alone, the most uncomfortable frightening feel ever experienced and as I tried to replace fear with curiosity I knew I couldn’t because I was all by myself and I really needed you, so it just didn’t feel right. It felt left.

Posted By Holly On 10.08.2010 @ 7:52 pm

stroller

baby children mom shopping cries milk bottles big wheels

Posted By holly On 09.08.2010 @ 1:20 am

calling

i’m searching for my calling in life. am i a writer? am i a mother? a sister? a daughter? a friend? an advocate? a lover? a sharer? a listener? a helper? a perpetual loser? i don’t know i am listening for this calling

Posted By Holly On 09.06.2010 @ 7:05 pm

raise

Raise your voice. If you have something to say, say it loud and say it in a manner that intrigues all who hear you. Speak your mind, don’t live in fear of what others might think.

Posted By Holly On 09.04.2010 @ 2:28 pm

trees

trees are beautiful they are outside of my window. i will miss them in the city. i hope i find a nice tree to sit under and work when i get to school. oh trees they are beautiful. i love the one in our backyard even though my mom wants to cut it down. trees make paper which is also beautiful. i hope someone reads this

Posted By Holly On 08.31.2010 @ 4:16 pm

The trees, too, cocked an ear as you dropped names like a bird fumbling over her seeds.

Posted By holly On 08.31.2010 @ 12:04 pm

cheek

Bay-seat-toe.

Posted By holly On 08.30.2010 @ 3:43 pm

loft

Loft? I remember as a younger kid we had a loft with a futon. We performed plays and music videos for my mother and we had a desk with a computer where my sisters and I played CD-ROMS on a dinosaur of a computer like “Put Put Goes to the Moon” and the one with a french girl named Madeline. When I own a house, I’ll make sure it has a loft,

Posted By Holly On 08.29.2010 @ 6:25 pm

Antoine: They had sexy sex in my bed?

Sarah: I didn’t want to tell you, but yeah.

Posted By holly On 08.29.2010 @ 3:17 pm

overjoyed

i am overjoyed because i get to go to college and i worked so hard to get there and i studied my face off and i will be overjoyed if i meet a nice boy who loves and cares about me as i always dreamed he would. and if alex finds happiness too

Posted By Holly On 08.26.2010 @ 10:28 pm

Although they test everything else with their beaks, the ducklings meet water feet-first.

Posted By holly On 08.26.2010 @ 1:02 pm

mist

Water mists from the rip in the garden hose. Lia would call it “watering the mice.”

Posted By holly On 08.24.2010 @ 12:12 pm

understood

It was understood that he took the laundry and I bought the gin.

Posted By holly On 08.21.2010 @ 3:27 pm

under

Something’s ticking beneath the bridge.

Posted By holly On 08.20.2010 @ 12:36 pm

stood

Molls stood on the pier, flicking potato chip people to the seagulls.

Posted By holly On 08.19.2010 @ 2:43 pm

fallen

The crepes on the floor, the decanter tilting… it’s all over.

Posted By holly On 08.18.2010 @ 11:32 am

blast

The ergonomics of falling from a plane cup one’s ears.

Posted By holly On 08.17.2010 @ 1:37 pm

eternally

The moon shone in the pond, like a bowl of hair. The grass nodded.

Posted By holly On 08.16.2010 @ 12:19 pm

delight

Chocolate, my mother says, a wink on her face, is special for women. I groan and shoot her the “you’re being sexist” glare.

Posted By holly On 08.15.2010 @ 5:19 pm

seconds

Seconds? They seem small compared to minutes or hours. And we seem to waste them away…

Posted By Holly On 08.13.2010 @ 5:53 pm

probable

gobled up yr skank hand the dice over the hardwood line the linen in a bunch this is done for we are cooling

Posted By holly On 08.13.2010 @ 7:19 am

cross

cross the road. lke the chicken. but dont be a chicken about it. this is the world. and this is your life. now cross the road, and make of it what you will.

Posted By holly On 08.04.2010 @ 12:49 pm

decorated

I have so many cosmetic products and trinkets and jewelery that I feel like a fucking Christmas tree. Weighed down and over the top.

Posted By Holly On 08.01.2010 @ 10:37 am