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Violet eyes reveal the moments glow. Hardly anything worth noticing. Yet, not so easy to look over. I don’t know whether to stay or to get up and fling the chair across the room, just to break the tension. Hold onto me, my love, it’s going to be a bumpy ride.

Posted By Jenraah On 07.22.2011 @ 2:41 am

I miss the familiar warmth of a cigarette in my lungs. Sometimes, fantasizing about it just doesn’t do it for me, and I get so tempted to light one up.I know I shouldn’t….so I don’t…but it’s the thought that counts.

Posted By Jenraah On 07.17.2011 @ 5:32 am

With nothing but straws filling my body, I’ve got no more brains that a scarecrow. Although, I wouldn’t care to meet any dorothy’s in my lifetime. I find her rather ridiculous. But, anyway, back to my straws. Oh well, whatever, they’re not that important.

Posted By Jenraah On 07.12.2011 @ 2:17 am

I’ll open my arms, really wide, like I’m going in to hug a giant. And I’ll stretch on my tip toes as I try to touch the nearest cloud. I’m not close enough, so I’ll do the best I can to lean my head as far away from my body as it will go, so that I will be long enough.

Posted By Jenraah On 07.04.2011 @ 1:18 am

I have nothing else left. That is, nothing else that I’d ever consider giving away to you. Sometimes, it takes more than gilt to make me hand over anything.

Posted By Jenraah On 07.03.2011 @ 1:41 am

Sometimes, I go through major dry spells with my imagination. Other times, it gets so intense that I can hardly tell the difference between what is real or not. I especially hate it when I’m trying to go to sleep, but my brain decides to be creative for a while longer, and suddenly, sleep no longer becomes an option.

Posted By Jenraah On 06.22.2011 @ 8:01 pm

I’m pretty sensitive to smells, so I hate it when people talk to me and my nose detects rank breath. How do you politely tell someone that they need a mint?

Posted By Jenraah On 05.27.2011 @ 11:10 pm

I’ll burn brighter than you can handle, baby. Burn, until you’re forced to take a step back. I wish you could see the ugly look on your face right now. You might want to memorize the feel of your smooth skin, cause I’m going to light it up.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.26.2011 @ 3:43 am

I’m twisting and contorting myself into this weird pretzel-like shape, only, I still can’t figure out who I’m trying to impress. And why it even matters I do this.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.22.2011 @ 11:49 pm

I shouldn’t have trusted you. You were never with me. Please, don’t ever tell me to trust you again.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.18.2011 @ 5:07 pm

I forget things more often than I would like.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.16.2011 @ 1:33 am

She stood there, at the edge of the earth. Staring at the densely packed drink chokers with poison in hand. She wanted to commit this scene to memory now, before she forgot it in the morning.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.14.2011 @ 2:35 pm

Banana bandanas were strewn all across the floor of the monkey cage. Amy, the animal trainer for the circus, stood framed by the metal bars, stunned at the idea of having to perform a monkey-less show for the monkey circus’ final act. The light that shone through from outside the tent fell lightly on her back and reminded her of the time. The Ring Master wasn’t going to like this.

Posted By Jenraah On 05.02.2011 @ 1:39 pm

dover. rover. sober. I honestly wouldn’t mind drinking so much if it weren’t for the fact that you + drunk = unhappy me. Maybe I should be the only one with a bottle tonight?

Posted By Jenraah On 05.01.2011 @ 1:20 am

That lazy deadbolt with the crossed eyed hamster stringed hair, only to be picked up by some steroid buzzing macho-woman who had nothing better to do on a thursday night.

Posted By Jenraah On 04.29.2011 @ 1:55 am

words are a heavy thing. They weigh you down. If birds talked, they couldn’t fly. let go.

Posted By Jenraah On 04.14.2011 @ 2:17 am

The words are lost between pages that have long since turned to stone in the eyes of someone who cannot see.

Posted By Jenraah On 04.11.2011 @ 11:51 pm

“Tsunami Warning” that’s one of the most worrying statements I’ve heard all week. Hopefully, it’ll just pass by and no one will feel a thing. I’ve waited so long for this weekend! I feel terrible for the people of Japan, and I don’t want the people here to experience the same thing!

Posted By Jenraah On 03.11.2011 @ 2:34 am

swept away with the sea. there’s nowhere to grab. I don’t know where I’m going. This is a scary feeling.

Posted By Jenraah On 03.06.2011 @ 6:42 pm

An example of not classy is you. You’re a sexual person, I get it. But it makes me uncomfortable when you say to me you’ve got standards, and then you go ahead and fuck someone just because. You’re my best friend. But you are just too trashy for me to actually take you seriously. And really, what you do on your own time is your business, I just never want to know. Also, it makes me uncomfortable when you try to get touchy with me. So please, stop.

Posted By Jenraah On 03.05.2011 @ 2:22 pm

There are a lot of things that are cheap. But a bargain they are not. You must decide what you are willing to sacrifice sometimes. Sometimes, I decide to sacrifice money. I don’t need it anyway. Who am I kidding? Yes I do!

Le cry!

Posted By Jenraah On 02.28.2011 @ 4:18 pm

the key hangs at the end of the chain. Still and uninterrupted. I’m trying to reach, but it’s an awfully long distance away. Too long for my arm. I need unlock whatever this key opens. It’s the only thing I can focus on. This is starting to hurt.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.27.2011 @ 10:07 pm

Barber shop. Haircut stop. Cutting Place, to change my face. Well not my head, but the stuff on top of it.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.25.2011 @ 1:52 am

I didn’t get the job. They called me and told me that they couldn’t hire me because of my driving abstract. I want to cry. But, I’m not out of this game yet. I’ll cry a little, but I’m not sitting on the bench yet for this endless game. I’ll find something.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.23.2011 @ 12:26 pm

i’m an inventer. An inventor of stories. Stories are like lies. To be a liar is wrong. There’s no wrong way to lie. Wait, what am I talking about?

Posted By Jenraah On 02.18.2011 @ 11:43 pm

can you hear me standing on my soap box? Or do I need a microphone? I thought you said you’d listen when I’d talk. But my talk is not what you hear, to you I just speak. Sometimes when you ask me to repeat things, I just pretend I never said anything at all.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.14.2011 @ 12:53 am

Like a person or a thing? Could be a person who treats people like things. Or a thing who is used by people.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.05.2011 @ 10:51 pm

There has never been a time where I contemplated suicide. I’ve wanted to vanish from where I stood, I’ve wanted to hide under a rock for a billion years, I’ve wanted to erase everything in the world. But never have I ever thought of killing myself. I’m just a little too scared of what comes after to actually do anything I guess.

Posted By Jenraah On 02.05.2011 @ 12:34 am