Entries By Kate
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crouch
This was it I was crouched down on the line. The last play of the game. I just had to make the block of my life to help our team win this game. What and game it had been. My legs feel like a ton of brick, but I will push through. Here we go.
Posted By Kate On 09.20.2011 @ 1:13 pm
concern
i was concerned about you, until i realized that you were in control. You were watching her every move and you were in love. When i realized that you loved her i was even more concerned.
Posted By Kate On 09.19.2011 @ 1:47 am
The concern I had for him was spread all throughout my face. His arm was cut in several places, one far too deep to be stopped without a trip to the emergency room. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered quietly, almost inaudible. “It’s all my fault.”
Posted By Kate On 09.18.2011 @ 5:29 pm
shootout
there was a man. he had a gun. he wasn’t sure what was doing through his mind. just that in his pocket he had a gun, and that he was about to walk into a bar. after that, only screams were heard.
Posted By kate On 09.18.2011 @ 8:40 am
pouch
The pouch was opened slightly, and I couldn’t resist just one peek inside. i PICKED it up and looked inside and saw a glittering diamond necklace with a bright blue sapphire. It was the most beautiful thing i’d ever seen.
Posted By Kate On 09.17.2011 @ 7:44 am
The pouch that a momma kangaroo carries her baby in. How convenient it would be if humans had those! I’d love to have a pouch to hold my baby in, close to my heart.
Posted By Kate On 09.16.2011 @ 3:56 pm
average
Average. I am average. I’d like to think I was more than… no I am awesome. There’s no skirting around that, average is not a word to describe me. I’m awesome. Later, bye.
Posted By Kate On 09.15.2011 @ 4:13 pm
account
Account. My Pottermore account is just sitting there, vacant. I got my first email I don’t even know how many weeks ago (total lie. it was precisely 4 weeks) and I’m like HI! GIVE ME MY NEXT ONE SO I CAN LOG IT. Thanks, JKR. Thanks so much. I’m pissed. That is all :)
Posted By Kate On 09.14.2011 @ 6:34 pm
I can’t account for the time that I lose when I blackout. All I know is that I wake up in a random area, completely stark naked, and most of all, confused. What is wrong with me? There’s something that needs to be explained. And it needs to be explained now.
Posted By Kate On 09.14.2011 @ 5:53 pm
rally
Rally is kind of a silly word. It has all kinds of great, uplifting meanings…but the sound of it kind of makes me giggle. It’s kind of like the word “giggle” in that sense. But I do like rallies, they’re normally fun until the protesters come.
Posted By Kate On 09.14.2011 @ 4:35 am
Rally… that’s an interesting one, oneword, I give you credit. Rally makes me think of tennis. Like, you know, rally back and forth and volleying the ball and such. Rally also makes me think of protests… yeah that’s pretty much all the word rally means to me today.
Posted By Kate On 09.13.2011 @ 6:04 pm
Get together and join the group. Come join our cause and stand up for something with real meaning. Your life should stand for something important. Take this step and give your life meaning. When you become part of the group, you’ll find dozens of like-minded individuals who share you thoughts and feelings.
Posted By Kate On 09.13.2011 @ 12:36 pm
trade
I would trade my soul for a piece of coal if a soul had I but I dont so I guess im broke without a soul am I hahahahahahaha
Posted By Kate On 09.13.2011 @ 5:50 am
Trade is. Well I’ve actually already written about this word and it irritates me to no end that I wasn’t given a different one. But I’m just thinking out loud there. Back to what I’ve already written at an earlier time today; trade reminds me of old history classes where we would talk about indians trading fur coats and what not. eh. not exciting.
Posted By Kate On 09.12.2011 @ 8:12 pm
distinguished
i saw a distinguished man today. he tipped his hat as he called me a beautiful lady. i wanted to reply to his kindness but that sort of acknowledgment was considered forward and mamma would never forgive me.
Posted By Kate On 09.10.2011 @ 4:00 pm
insect
You are the smallest insect crawling through the grass on the planet inside of my universe and in the morning i will not remember your name.
Posted By Kate On 09.07.2011 @ 9:10 am
avenue
i really dislike the word avenue. it sounds gross and i dont want to write about it. nothing comes to me. nothing except for how much i dislike the word.
Posted By Kate On 09.01.2011 @ 1:08 am
chance
תמיד האמנתי שיש לי רק סיכוי אחד, סיכוי אחד לכל דבר, שאילו החיים שלי. יש כאלה שניתנו להם אין ספור הזדמנויות ואילו לי רק הזדמנות אחת . זאת מחשבה מעציבה אבל יש בה משהו מנחם, כאילו אני לא יכולה לטעות בשום בחירה.
Posted By Kate On 08.29.2011 @ 12:43 am
destruction
the destruction of a single moment of my life could change it forever, and that is very well what i may have done when i said the words that turned you away. there was always a chance before now but i think that after what i told you the moment is gone and the chance is lost forever.
Posted By Kate On 08.26.2011 @ 11:36 am
force
with force i exerted on you, i made you cry, i made you gasp my name because you were ashamed to be a part of my life & i yours. i don’t know what made me do it, only that i had an overwhelming need to see your face pressed flat against the ground, nose compressed on cold tiles making it bleed onto the linoleum, ruining expensive renovations. who gives a fuck? i did it, you cried, it worked, i’ll do it again sometime, you’ll like it, we’ll like it, we’ll love it.
Posted By kate On 08.26.2011 @ 10:33 am
silk
It lay tightly wrapped around my legs, like a Boa Constrictor you’d find on the shores along the Amazon, or in some D rated movie. The feel is soft and the color soothing, but I feel it is sucking the very life out of me.
Posted By Kate On 08.24.2011 @ 8:16 am
silk — silky smooth, like a baby’s bottom. silk makes me want to snuggle in something comfortable. it brings comfort and warmness when hearing the word. it’s hard to believe it comes from a worm, something i don’t associate with things that are good. i know when its raining outside, worms will be out on their deathbed, squirming around while wishing they can go back into their dirt enclaves called home. hard to believe something so beautiful comes from a worm.
Posted By kate On 08.23.2011 @ 8:20 pm
Soft, smooth, inviting. Touching is like a cool summer breeze; cool at first, but accommodating to your natural state. It adheres to your body’s curves and turns, drops and jumps, and wraps you in safety.
Posted By kate On 08.23.2011 @ 7:21 pm
sinking
fish don’t sink, because they have these bubble things, and the just float, and swim around. maybe if they were dead, the bubble things would deflate, because I dont think that all fish float to the surface of water all the time, like when a fish dies in a fish bowl, it will have to eventually sink, right?
Posted By kate On 08.23.2011 @ 6:38 am
I was sinking deep down into the ocean. Weights tied everywhere. I’m passing so many animals and their just watching me sink. It starts to get peaceful. Like I’m floating like a feather to the bottom. No longer sinking.
Posted By Kate On 08.22.2011 @ 10:26 pm
The sinking feeling grew stronger with every passing second. There was nowhere left to hide, no walls to climb, just the cold and hard fate.
Fate that would come. Close your eyes, count to ten, and it will be over.
But the only fear is fear itself–and when you open your eyes, it will be better. Throw yourself off the cliff. Sink into the water. Maybe the ocean floor is colorful, after all.
Posted By Kate On 08.22.2011 @ 3:30 pm
transport
buses is what came to mind, sitting high up on the night bus , gliding coos it is gliding at that time, black around and lno sense of the wheels turning. Your sharing with peopl but not sharing, in the space that is the space they have ,together, sort of.
Posted By Kate On 08.20.2011 @ 3:00 pm
missed
I missed lots of people over the passed week. Most of them are in Mexico. I did not miss my period at all because of pregnancy, which is wonderful. I am on birth control. I missed not much when I was in Mexico, except for maybe people who went on vacation. I’ll say it: Juan. I missed him a lot. I miss him still. I love his roof. I do miss the roof, but not like I miss him. But I am getting over it. Which would
Posted By Kate On 08.19.2011 @ 10:44 pm
to start of, it is awful to lose something and not have any idea where it is. There is a sense of incompleteness and it is hard to let go of the idea that things dont always stay for long. This is something the world will one day see
Posted By kate On 08.19.2011 @ 4:57 pm
