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knock on wood for good luck but not more than three times because then a monster will come out from under your bed when you’re trying to count sheep even though you realize that doesn’t work and you get frustrated because you realize that thinking about farm animals doesn’t make you tired it just gives you anxiety so when you finally get to sleep you have scary dreams about barnyards and wake up and not realize why you don’t want to eat bacon for breakfast or eggs for that matter because they are an animal bi product or just dead baby chickens I’m not even sure what they are because I always thought they were dead baby chickens or maybe there are chicken eggs and then breakfast eggs like how there is syrup that gets on your hands when you climb trees and syrup that you put on your pancakes

Posted By Kelli On 02.27.2013 @ 2:18 pm

Grasping a hold of myself, I quickly walked back into the room and grabbed the gun. Grasping it tightly, I pointed it in his face. “Who is he?”

Posted By kelli On 02.19.2013 @ 4:11 pm

baby. what you call someone you love. what you call someone you’ve made. what you call someone who means everything thing to you. it could be the best word in the world or the worst. but being called baby is the best thing in the world. because when you’re called that, you know someone cares.

Posted By Kelli On 01.29.2013 @ 1:22 pm

It helped explorers. It was a Chinese invention. The West took it over like everything else. I think it’s a type of car. It uses a magnetic force. I have no idea how it tells north because to me it seems as though north is whatever in front of me. Unless I’m right next to the ocean, then I know north.

Posted By kelli On 01.12.2013 @ 8:44 pm

I promise that I will never let you down. You are everything that is right in my world and I can’t be without you any longer. Please come home to me.

Posted By kelli On 01.09.2013 @ 1:14 am

lord of the world. lord of MY world. he is my love and everything that I am. I love him. I always will. Yet I have to be appart from him.

Posted By Kelli On 01.05.2013 @ 9:58 am

I am not a patient person. But I have the patience of saints compared to my four year old daughter. How do you teach patience? Is it something that can be taught? Or is it something that must be learned on one’s own?

Posted By kelli On 12.13.2012 @ 4:19 pm

I wonder if I’m as available as I think I am. Can people really be available? Or are we all just trapped inside ourselves with no way to really know anyone else?

Posted By kelli On 12.11.2012 @ 9:27 pm

You can have so many methods of doing things. There’s modus operandi or method of operation in murders and the like. Some people are very methodical in the things that they do–almost obsessive compulsive in nature.

Posted By kelli On 12.10.2012 @ 8:01 am

there was somebody i knew and he was the greatest person i had met. He was the love of my life and my heart cried out for him. HIs face was handsome and his body was amazing. the love of my life is sombody i used to know.

Posted By Kelli On 11.12.2012 @ 2:39 pm

The roar of the massive beast sent my body into shivers. As my life flashed before my eyes a strange and resilient silence fell upon me. For at this moment my mind was calm. The thoughts I battle behind every breath seemed like a melodrama..one that would never hit the big screen. I wondered why it takes such a moment to realize how pathetically unimportant my anxieties are in the grand scheme of things. And I thought, “if I get out of here alive, it will be my roar that will shake my soul.”

Posted By kelli On 11.10.2012 @ 6:29 am

“Small, baby steps now. Yeah, that’s right, just like that! Here we go now, just come to me… Walk to me and daddy… Come on baby, you can do it! You’re doing it! Look who’s a good girl! Mommy’s girl!”

I just wish I could stop running away from it all.

Posted By kelli On 11.01.2012 @ 11:30 pm

There’s a lady asleep on a stretcher, hand dangling to the floor. No blood, just bandages. It feels calm outside, but In her head there’s a tornado of grief. Where is he?

Posted By Kelli On 07.19.2012 @ 6:43 am

I advise you to stay away from cheaters. they suck. BUT THEYRE SUCH GOOD LIARS! i know ;/

Posted By Kelli On 07.11.2012 @ 2:01 pm

grind. Back from the daily grind. Hard work. It sounds kind of annoying, not much fun. They grind grain. interesting. reminds me of that one time….

Posted By Kelli On 06.07.2012 @ 3:03 pm

Attendant! Haha! Just returned from a weekend stay at a pretty nice hotel… very uncommon for us. Shocking the difference in the attitude of the attendants on duty at different times of the day/night…

Posted By Kelli On 04.03.2012 @ 9:54 am

I use to recycle when I lived in Seattle. I would seperate the bottles and cans and papers and all that jazz then forget to take the recyceling out becuase it came every other week. Now I dont recycle becuase it is not redily availalbe for me to do so in NYC. My friend said that if you live in the hood you don’t get to recycle. Truth.

Posted By Kelli On 03.11.2012 @ 5:29 pm

someday my prints will come. we will live happily ever after amid the pages of our fairytale life.

Posted By kelli On 11.10.2011 @ 9:33 am

i wish i lived in a castle sometimes. i feel like life is a castle. of hardships. things just keep building up, but then it turns into something beautiful and breathtaking. i don’t know if i would ever take anything back, or regret anything that i’ve done. it’s all a beautiful mess. i thank God for that

Posted By Kelli On 10.20.2011 @ 10:37 am

Subtle, scared. Hiding from the world that lies beneath the feet of an individual who knows not what they are. Unsuccessful .

Posted By kelli On 09.20.2011 @ 11:55 pm

Give people a chance. It’s really the least you can do. Take a chance to learn. About yourself, someone else, or something new. Give new music a chance; you might really like it. and the band will really appreciate it. Give everything a chance because in the end, you’ll be glad you did.

Posted By Kelli On 08.28.2011 @ 12:18 pm

I never wanted wings. I always wanted to fly, but I never wanted the wings that went along with it. I wanted to be like superman, except without the chiseled chin. I just wanted to soar. I was never one to jump off rooftops.

Posted By Kelli On 08.01.2011 @ 9:59 am

The band of life growns withing ourselves. Showing themselves in the light of the day by gaceously produce joyfulness. people love to band themselves together with comraderie

Posted By kelli On 07.27.2011 @ 8:02 pm

in sixth grade, i broke my arm and had an orange cast. i was really good at handball after that. all the boys were jealous.

the Glee cast is the greatest ever. second probably to the Full House cast. favorites: lea michele, diana agron, naya rivera.

Posted By Kelli On 07.06.2011 @ 3:21 pm

When I was a young girl, my dad said to me “Never accept defeat. Then you will never fail”.

Posted By Kelli On 06.25.2011 @ 6:13 am

march plaidness. i love plaid.

Posted By KElli On 06.05.2011 @ 6:40 pm

on the radio uh oh on the radio oh ohhhh da dum da da da da dum ah ah uh ah ah ahhh ah ah uh ah ah ahhhh

Posted By KElli On 06.03.2011 @ 12:36 pm

My backpack fell on the floor and I was too tired to pick it up…so I just stared at it. Pencils and stray paper were skewed across my carpet, looking for a place to belong.

Posted By Kelli On 06.01.2011 @ 2:54 pm

a trip to Europe. we rode on a train. we went to the eiffel tower. we got in trouble for climbing on it. we accidentally barged in on their room. we will probably never see them again. it was fun while it lasted.

Posted By KElli On 05.31.2011 @ 12:29 am

What does it feel like to be wanted? Wonderful I suppose. To know that somebody wants you. It like when we want something; food, something. Now we know how it feels to be wanted. It feels great.Want what you want, anything at all, and you just might get it. I want a smile today (:

Posted By Kelli On 03.18.2011 @ 12:12 pm