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No one sends cards anymore No one sends love letters Everything is digital nowadays Everyone on the go Hurrying, fleeting, moving I miss the beauty of letters I miss the effort it takes I miss … the old times. I wish I had a card with me I wish it was the old times … again.Posted By Kay On 11.15.2009 @ 7:35 pm
When you have OCD, a disorder where the brain must see everything straight or in perfect order, alignment is good. Not everyone’s lives have alignment, some have clustered lifestyles and I am one of those people. I wake up not knowing anything, just like most, but I rarely make plans.Posted By kay On 12.20.2009 @ 2:08 am
There are so many filing cabinets. So many names. So many places and portraits and things tucked away in big, steel boxes with small manilla labels, written in scrawl hardly readable.
I suppose it’s odd to organize your memories this way, but that’s how I’ve always done it. In catalogues, by time and by significance.
There’s a scale, you know. One to ten. Nothing to infinity–useless to everything.Posted By Kay On 01.27.2010 @ 8:41 pm
Oh my god, I’m pregnant. I never wanted babies, and I feel like this is going to absolutely ruin my life. How do I finish nursing school, keep my job, ride horses, and enjoy sex if I’ve got a huge belly? I don’t want stretch marks, and there are too many unwanted babies in this world. I could never get an abortion. What do I do?Posted By Kay On 10.14.2009 @ 10:06 am
The runaway kid had no idea where to go, but the thing was, he really didn’t care. He just had to get away. From home. From his parents. From everything that he’d gone through in the past few weeks. From anybody else’s point of view, it didn’t seem like that big of a deal. But no one could understand. It’s not like he was going to try and explain it either. He was just fending for himself.Posted By kay On 03.24.2010 @ 8:07 pm