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I washed my body with the soap and it slipped out of my hand as I got close to my face. I reached down to grab it but it kept sliding away from me. It just wasn’t my day. My dog didn’t want to be around me, neither did my cat… and now the soap didn’t either. What a pity.

Posted By Kendra On 05.09.2013 @ 10:41 pm

People rate each other all the time in their minds. They compare themselves to the people around them to make themselves feel better. If they feel fat, they will make sure to notice someone fatter than them so that their rating of their own weight goes down. They know it doesn’t matter and yet they focus so much on making themselves feel acceptable.

Posted By Kendra On 05.03.2013 @ 7:45 pm

i never want to electrocute myself, i bet it would hurt. I think it would be just as bad to see some.one get electrocuted. i wonder if i will love my whole life not getting struck by lightning. lol

Posted By kendra On 04.26.2013 @ 12:25 pm

I am eternal, everlasting, infinite, pleasure beyond measure, I am that I am. Forever in existence for I am time.

Posted By Kendra On 03.13.2013 @ 6:25 pm

Startled I feel it all the time Everywhere Passing by someone Running through the park in the morning breeze In my apartment in the middle of the night I shouldn’t feel this I do though Help me

Posted By Kendra On 02.25.2013 @ 5:06 pm

I always feel startled when you’re near I shake and cry When I remember what happened that night You pretend nothing happened We both damn know something happened When you came up behind me I was startled You said it was okay Was it really?

Posted By Kendra On 02.25.2013 @ 4:50 pm

Now is meaning that you should react then. Don’t wait till later because you might miss out on and opportunity.

Posted By Kendra On 12.26.2012 @ 2:14 pm

The actual things you feel as compared to what you want to feel can be completely different.

Posted By kendra On 12.24.2012 @ 12:55 am

And yet, life is not such. How we wish for life to be simple, to be easy, without difficulty. No hardships, no problems. Just happiness and love, smiles and sunshine. And yet, it is not.

Posted By Kendra On 12.06.2012 @ 8:00 am

A square is not very interesting, because a square is part of a box. A box is where ideas are limited, and limiting ideas blocks all the wonderful things you can do with your imagination. A square is a limit, to leave it is to free yourself.

Posted By Kendra On 11.23.2012 @ 6:38 pm

the Noise exploded from the room like a lion pouncing on its pray. The men came running our with smoke billowing from behind. The fire roared from behind them threatening to engulf them all.

Posted By kendra On 11.10.2012 @ 10:33 am

The house sagged in defeat, vines crawling up the sides. A hole in the window on the second floor allows me to see through, though the surrounding glass isn’t exactly clear. I stand on my tiptoes to try and get a better view, but branches grown into the walls hide the inside. I can’t help but wonder what this used to be.

Posted By Kendra On 10.15.2012 @ 7:52 am

There are signs everywhere you look. Like, signs from the universe. Today I ran through the fog, and I wondered if the fog was signifying something deeper and more pervasive than the situation at hand. It was warm fog, too. I ran through the warm fog, drenched in my own hot sweat, looking for a sign…

Posted By Kendra On 10.02.2012 @ 4:36 am

everything is binding to something we are all bound to each other in some way I feel bound to my lover to my friends I feel that in come strange way I am bound to the earth to nature to everything around me

Posted By Kendra On 09.10.2012 @ 3:31 pm

It was a misty morning when I saw her standing there. Her hair was wet from the weather and glistening in the early morning light. She looked stunning while she stood there not noticing me noticing her. Her face had a look of lovely day-dreaming about it.

Posted By Kendra On 08.17.2012 @ 2:07 pm

magazines have a way of either creating an elaborate fantasy world of what your life should be like (Cosmo) or inspiring you to get out and there try new things (National Geographic, Outside Mag). It’s a fine line between love/hate.

Posted By Kendra On 08.28.2012 @ 12:44 pm

I think it’s cute how every time we sleep, he’s on one side of the bed and I’m on the other. And when we’re away, he’s on one side of the world and I’m on another. Funny, huh? Because honestly, he owns one side of my heart. One side of my soul. But he owns all of my thoughts….all of my emotions. Our relationship is only physically one-sided. But he has all of my love.

Posted By Kendra On 08.25.2012 @ 12:05 am

her senses felt the assaults as he touched her. she could feel him so close, she could smell his scent, she could hear his erratic breathing and she could taste him in his kisses. she never had a chance.

Posted By Kendra On 08.07.2012 @ 6:59 pm

Gum is actually pretty messy. You always see it on the underside of tables and occasionally you ever touch it. I hate stepping on it, too. It’s the worst thing ever, because then other things stick to your shoes and it just causes a huge mess. It’s not worth the trouble. Gum is good, too, though. It’s full of flavor and everything. I hate when it looses it’s flavor because then you’re just stuck with some rubber tasting thing in your mouth. Maybe I should just stick (get it??) to eating hard candies. Once the flavor runs out I’m not left with a gross wad of something in my mouth.

Posted By Kendra On 07.26.2012 @ 12:29 am

The lights went out and she looked in the fuse book to realize that she need a new fuse. Where to find fuses? she searched all of the drawers, all were empty. So she sat in the dark, and contemplated.

Posted By Kendra On 07.24.2012 @ 7:40 am

The cake is never finished until you put the icing on it. The delicious frosting is really what everyone wants to indulge in but you have to have the dense rich, moist cake to counter-balance the rich, sweet, sticky icing… indulge, indulge, indulge.

Posted By Kendra On 07.23.2012 @ 10:57 am

Whenever I have instructions on a homework assignment i dont read them like whats the point no one even cares. ive heard of teachers putting that you didnt have to do the assignment in the instructions but i never believed those stories because it just seems stupid. no teacher would actually do that that is a waste of paper so thats stupid. i dont like teachers that follow trends.

Posted By Kendra On 07.21.2012 @ 8:49 pm

Bats of the wind, Flock to their feast, Echoes in the air, To this frivolous beast.

Sonar whispers, into small, tiny ears, Striking those in the path, With their deepest of fears.

Posted By Kendra On 07.17.2012 @ 4:34 pm

Sometimes I wonder why I even took this stupid job. It wasn’t like I was being paid enough in the first place, but now I was finally being pushed over the edge. Who did he think he was anyway?! Making me run all of his stupid errands and doing his stupid work. What a major jerk, my adviser was.

Posted By Kendra On 07.11.2012 @ 5:49 pm

i think the mayor of the town needs to be someone who is brave and streong

Posted By kendra On 06.15.2012 @ 1:37 pm

People grind too much. Why do people grind? That’s not dancing. Its stupid. Grinding is stupid. Why would anyone call that dancing? Michael Jackson could dance. He didn’t grind. He danced. He spun around and fucking danced, okay? DANCED. Grinding is not dancing you losers. That’s not science. That’s not even dancing. Dancing isn’t science. What would you do if you were at a dance, like homecoming or something and all anyone did was GRIND. Helloooo reason that I don’t go to those. That. Is. Not. Dancing. You. Fuckers. I cursed a lot. That’s not science.

Posted By Kendra On 06.07.2012 @ 2:40 pm

there was such as hassle in class today: the teacher was shouting at one of the children for not having done there homework, and next thing there was a huge explosion and the one wall of the classroom just completely disappeared! We were shocked! We blamed the teacher

Posted By Kendra On 05.31.2012 @ 2:35 pm

Suddenly the whale screamed “Earthquake!!!!” So he rant out of the lodge. He ran as fast as he could but it was too late the lodge ate the whale. It was a sad day for everyone since they lost there dear friend the whale. They had a memorial for the whale, and they buried the whale in a 120 foot deep hole and a 200 foot wide length hole.

Posted By Kendra On 05.24.2012 @ 5:15 am

sighing, she tossed the last of them onto the pile. ‘that should about do it’, she thought to herself as she wiped the sheen of sweat from her brow. sighing heavily, she picked up the bloody cricket bat on the ground and swaggered away from the heap of corpses in the dirt.

Posted By kendra On 05.19.2012 @ 11:01 pm

there was a pile of dirty clothes on the floor beside her bed. she could smell them from where she lay pressed against the wall, blankly staring at the pillow next to her. the laundry was stale and musty, much like the rest of the room. everything was silent but for the buzzing of a lone fly.

Posted By kendra On 05.19.2012 @ 10:49 pm