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Airstream. Finally, free. It’s a cool caress against my cheeks. It shapes and twines around my form. Flying. Like an eagle. Into the fuuuuuuuuture. Who sings that song?

Posted By Kay On 05.17.2013 @ 9:35 pm

taboo is something that you cant or shouldnt do drugs sexual orientation etc i dont think i have anything that taboo actualy maybe i do its all depending on context

Posted By kay On 05.14.2013 @ 2:54 pm

it’s about getting what you want. and it’s incredible simple if you have the ability within yourself to make it that way. all i really want to say is that it feels like gold and tar all at once.

Posted By Kay On 04.16.2013 @ 5:00 am

Vines are more than they appear. Are they simply tendrils of a tree, or perhaps tendrils of something more? An idea that sprouts from the mind? An extension of something simple turned into something more complex. Vines are an extension of something good that becomes something great.

Posted By Kay On 04.05.2013 @ 11:54 am

I have always been covert in most of the things I do. When I dated, I never wanted to share it with anyone. When I had my baby, I did not want to share the news until a very long time. Heck, I do not even share my feelings to the closest of people.

Posted By Kay On 03.16.2013 @ 10:54 pm

a firm grip on an object or a concept; to hold

Posted By kay On 02.19.2013 @ 4:24 pm

I dreaded this. But my friend insisted that we go. She was much more of a musical buff than I. Truth be told, I hated musicals. They stop the plot in the strangest places and break out into song. Just get on with the story! I screamed at the characters in my head. There are important things to worry about!

Posted By Kay On 01.23.2013 @ 12:14 pm

From which we rise, Into which we fall, The earth is always there. Soft yet cruel, It takes us all In the end, The eternal soil.

Posted By Kay On 12.28.2012 @ 6:27 pm

The smell of the freshly turned earth burns itself into my memory as I stand by the graveside. I drop a bright but quickly wilting rose onto the polished coffin. “Goodbye.”

Posted By Kay On 12.28.2012 @ 6:16 pm

Rebecca loved fall most of all. In her opinion, summer was much too hot, spring too wet, and winter too sad. But fall was good food, beautiful scenery, and celebrations.

Posted By kay On 12.21.2012 @ 10:31 am

one uses a pencil and make straight and curved lines to show an object or shape

Posted By kay On 11.11.2012 @ 2:25 pm

There’s a roaring behind my ears right now and there’s a ghost story about that somewhere but I can’t hear it if I keep tapping away and scraping my pen against the walls and putting more and more pills in my mouth wet slap and I can’t do both I can’t do that and pay attention to time limits

Posted By Kay On 11.09.2012 @ 10:01 pm

“I’ve got a way to solve all of your problems!”

He always talked like that, in such a sensational matter when he was on the air. It wasn’t clear whether Billy meant half of what he said or just liked the sound of his own voice. Who took him seriously anymore, after the scandal? It was difficult to say.

Posted By Kay On 10.24.2012 @ 4:49 am

Charge, she thought of the way she had to charge herself full of energy and rush ahead into the battlefield without a single glance back or thought that included the danger that lay ahead of her, every step of the way. In that moment, all she could do was not think, but simply act on it. She charged.

Posted By Kay On 10.21.2012 @ 2:58 am

There is a time and place for someone to make a scene, you have to be careful when and where you do it. It has to be the perfect time, in the perfect place, with the perfect people. If you aren’t causing attention, then you aren’t doing it right. There is a time and place for everything.

Posted By Kay On 10.05.2012 @ 9:11 pm

The glaring sun was blinding me as I ran down the street. “No!” I screamed, he was getting away. He was getting away with my daughter. He was the scariest kidnapper I had ever seen and what he might do to my daughter, I did not know.

Posted By kay On 09.10.2012 @ 11:22 am

It was whether or not it will effect the small children in the crowd, which was the main focus of two of the guards, onlooking while spraying bullets into the faces of protesters. I wonder if they will grow up deranged, scarred, that is, of course, if they grow up at all.

Posted By Kay On 09.06.2012 @ 7:14 am

i want to be covered in love. surrounded by it. drowning in it. i have it now but i want more. i want to be loved by someone who isn’t obligated to love me by blood. why can’t i have that? everyone else my age does…

Posted By kay On 09.02.2012 @ 11:19 pm

I was dehydrated because i forgot to drink my apple juice. APPLE APPLE APPLE.

Posted By KAY On 08.31.2012 @ 4:29 pm

It was strange, she thought, to imagine distant planets, in other galaxies, which neither knew nor cared about her existence in the slightest. Planets with fields of graphite which would write on her feet as she walked and mountains of diamond that would glitter in the orange glow of a distant dying star, some other planet’s sun. She glanced to her right, just long enough to take in his image, and wondered if he was thinking about distant places, too, or just about the way her hair would feel tangled in his fingers, or some other girl’s hair, maybe. Amazing how, in such a vast universe, the thought of his fingertips on her collarbone could make her heart skip beats, and somehow dwarf, in her mind, even the most massive distant galaxies.

Posted By Kay On 08.26.2012 @ 12:07 pm

I thought that if i extracted myself from you i would feel free, and I was right, i guess. I thought that if i went to him and i saw him that he would kiss me, but he did not. I want to be honest with both of you, but i do not know how. If i could not lie i would tell you that I love you, but not enough. I would tell you that I do not need you but I am jealous and possessive and selfish enough to want you to think that i need you, to keep you binded to me so you cannot find anyone else. I would keep you chained to me and i would tell him that i would like for him to please kiss me, because he is something I need to conquer or else I lose, somehow, at this game I am playing with myself. Because if he does not want me then I will think that maybe I should go back to you and my ego will hurt and I will need to validate myself some other way, somehow.

Posted By Kay On 08.25.2012 @ 2:10 pm

Fleeting, flying, frolicking comfort. Elusive, energizing, enlightening comfort. Free my soul of what weighs it down Silence my fears with one touch Only you can make me feel this.

Posted By kay On 08.20.2012 @ 7:09 pm

False.

Prove it’ll stay

Prove you’ll stay.

Just for one night

I want to feel

This comfort I hear so much about.

Posted By kay On 08.20.2012 @ 7:06 pm

Because she couldn’t hold back any longer, she lifted the knife to her lips and licked, letting the thick icing of the cake coat her tongue. A sharp taste also stung her sensitive tongue but that couldn’t be helped. She grinned, and stepped over the body lying on the kitchen floor beside her. Good thing she had made red velvet.

Posted By Kay On 07.22.2012 @ 3:31 pm

no I do NOT want to do this word AGAIN! To me decorations are right now in my head to distract the eye from something that person thinks is ugly and wants to hide. Sure most people think it is to liven up the place

Posted By kay On 07.16.2012 @ 3:25 pm

When I visited New Orleans for my cousin’s graduation, the thing that I had been looking forward to was eating a bucketful of crawfish. Their bright red shells and the smell of the salty brine of the ocean mixed with cajun spices never fails to make my mouth water.

Posted By Kay On 07.08.2012 @ 10:48 pm

those were the g0d ole days. Makes me think o f Beth in college. I wore them once. I think they were cordoroy. Makes me thinkof Hee haw tool lol. My dad wore overalls. I don’t have much more to say about it. Chew tobacco and straw hat is what comes to mind when I see this word. Hmmm Im getting less interested in writin

Posted By Kay On 07.07.2012 @ 11:06 pm

I’ve had detention one time in my life. I was a Senior in high school and my art teacher gave me detention for needing to use the bathroom. How ridiculous is it to be punished for a basic bodily function? Power-tripping whore.

Posted By Kay On 07.06.2012 @ 10:09 pm

Christ told us that if we dwell in Him and He dwells in us we can ask for anything and we will receive it. He also told us that dwelling in Him is vital, necessary, for us to have fruitful lives that bring the Father joy. Oh, how I want to bring Him joy. I want to dwell in HIm.

Posted By Kay On 06.23.2012 @ 5:01 pm

I think of movie ratings here, I also think of being rated on a scale. i think of how people see me, their first impression of me, do they immediately like or dislike me. I think of my friends, my boyfriends, my parents, and my brother. I think of how they would describe me.

Posted By Kay On 03.20.2012 @ 8:57 pm