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Boring. Practical is the epitome of following your head and not your heart. It is forgetting all your basic intuition and going the safe route. Taking the job that will pay the bills rather then the one that will nourish your soul. It ensures your future at the expense of your life

Posted By Kristin On 12.03.2010 @ 6:55 pm

The railroad tracks looked so lonely to her in the pale light of the dawn, dustmotes falling in the light of the sunlight to meet the cold metal that built the abandoned tracks. She sat there, simply staring, mind caught up into memories that she could not make herself cast away.

For so long had she been living in the past.

Posted By Kristin On 11.23.2010 @ 1:34 pm

The vines of ivy twirled up the building, which was pristine, and so white it was almost sickening. People complained so often of dirty, ruined buildings being overrun by plants -a disgrace to see-, but this was far worse. It seemed whoever lived there had some odd phobia of color; not a speck of dirt marred the doors, the walls, the windows.

Posted By Kristin On 11.15.2010 @ 6:39 pm

Materials. We all have them and they are so important to us. I think of the materials I need in my classroom everyday. Scissors, tape, colorful paper, crayons. It’s funny how important those items are to a preschool class, but how unimportant they are in the grand scheme of things.

Posted By Kristin On 11.12.2010 @ 6:22 pm

This was a grant adventure indeed, he thought dryly, pushing a dead limb out of his way. Pathetic. Was there not anything better for him to do than being sent out to be torn up by the thickets and at the mercy of the animal’s whims?

Posted By Kristin On 10.30.2010 @ 12:19 pm

He had always loved sailing; he remembered that now, as he sat in the bow of the ship, eyes closed against the salty wind that tugged teasingly at his hair and threatened to lure him below, into those beautiful waves to be lost to the foam. Sailing had been his salvation as a child, and he knew it would be his death one day soon.

He knew in his heart that he would not regret that day, when it came.

Posted By Kristin On 10.29.2010 @ 6:09 pm

My mascara started to smear as my eyes started tearing up. He was really gone, forever. He was never coming back. Wiping the black from my eyes with my dress, I went up to the casket, knowing that I would only tear up more.

Posted By Kristin On 10.20.2010 @ 5:40 pm

i went upstairs and saw my bedroom to the left and my parents’ to the right. there was a vent between the two where christmas morning conversations happened. I want a two story house now.

Posted By Kristin On 09.12.2010 @ 12:47 am

and then he tilted. he tilted all the way off the edge of the earth and saw that the world was in fact flat and that this was the end of his world. He has to step down and step off the world and begin a new world. He stepped forward and fell.

Posted By Kristin On 09.09.2010 @ 9:05 am

I made COOKIES…yes, I realize I baked them…but I fucking MADE them. No, you don’t understand. Those cookies are the fucking bomb! Triple choco-choco chocolate chip fudge cookies. No, you can’t have any!

Posted By Kristin On 07.28.2010 @ 5:44 pm

This makes me think about the sub’s room mate. Every time he talks about her, I either hear him say ‘red car’ or ‘blue car’ or ‘silver car’. I’m pretty much convinced she’s a whore. Not sure, though. She definitely is not a very good maid considering his laundry isn’t finished.

Posted By Kristin On 07.28.2010 @ 7:06 am

suddenly a bird swooped from the top of the sky and pooped on jacob. he really hated it becfause then it flew up his asshole. he tried to shake it out, but kristin wouldn’t have sex with him, so it wouldn’t come out. he hates when that happens. i want a cupccake. or some breakfast. like sausage. yum. sudden sausage. poo. poocakes? yuck. jacob is staring at me.

Posted By Kristin On 07.24.2010 @ 7:13 am

Secure is knowing who you are despite what others say you are. Secure is feeling in the depth of your soul that you are where you are meant to be at that moment- and you deserve it. Secure your rightful place in the world with confidence.

Posted By Kristin On 07.11.2010 @ 6:02 pm

Chaos and disorder and everything the twirls and swirls and fqalls apart, I imagine chaos as a great big tornado, twisting around, but that is much too geometric, if you want chaos, look at science and how everything naturally tries to tear itself apart, what a wonder nature is, being so organizationally chaotic.

Posted By Kristin On 07.06.2010 @ 3:57 pm

You carve a hole in my heart. It’s deep and it will scare. It will heal but it will never be the same. Because of you I carve a hole in his heart.

Posted By Kristin On 06.29.2010 @ 8:24 pm

I want to carve this feeling out of me. why do I have to feel so overwhelmed by these stupid thoughts. Life is complicated enough without my mind making things up and making me crazy. I’ll carve these feelings right on out!

Posted By Kristin On 06.29.2010 @ 1:35 pm

I have a panther pillow that feels velvety- sort of. He’s wonderful, you’d think I was six years old the way I bring him everywhere with me if I’ve got to sleep somewhere other than my house. He’s got old whiskers that are bent in all different directions, but his fur is still lovely to cuddle.

Posted By Kristin On 06.26.2010 @ 9:04 pm

I wish i was at the ocean and i could watch the tide go in and out. I dont like sharks so maybe i wont go in past my stomach but it will be beautiful and big and it will make me feel calm. hopefully it will make me feel a little less significant because of its vastness.

Posted By Kristin On 06.22.2010 @ 12:30 pm

dancing

Posted By kristin On 06.20.2010 @ 6:13 pm

the leather in my car is nice until it’s either too cold or too hot outside and then I really hate it because i either freeze more or boil my skin. how ever cloth seats are LAME! go leather you even smell good

Posted By kristin On 05.30.2010 @ 8:03 pm

A string of things followed me these days, I liked it and made my days feel full. It made me want to be a better person and improve my way of life. Become a better person in other words.

Posted By kristin On 05.25.2010 @ 12:43 pm

the balloon took me higher and it was the direction i was not willing to go i was already soaring much above the city scape late at night and i had no idea that this balloon would take me so high i looked down on the night life of the town i once knew but now all i know is to not let go of the balloon

Posted By kristin On 05.19.2010 @ 9:09 pm

Bubbles tend to be expressed in a number of ways, the most interesting thing about them though is that though in nature they are usually empty (kid bubbles, air bubbles) it is the thought bubbles that we describe as being infinitely full. I think it’s beautiful and still somehow tragic how humans express so much in nothing.

Posted By Kristin On 04.29.2010 @ 8:11 pm

willlllsooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted By kristin On 04.19.2010 @ 11:49 am

reflection in the mirror i see what i fear emptiness in my eyes as i see what i despise i woke and then i said oh god this is serious bed head

Posted By kristin On 04.18.2010 @ 10:27 am

pototo i say tomato wow i really cant write about this one. music now theres a word i could write about one word love one word music one word me =) well till tomorrow signed potato

Posted By kristin On 04.16.2010 @ 1:44 pm

move that coaster… i felt like Ty pennington must have said this when he rode on the roller coaster called the boomerang at worlds of fun in kansas city . I too have been on this coaster many times in fact i bet i sat in the same exact seat that he has which is kind of cool. Kansas doesnt have much but Worlds of fun is so worth it

Posted By kristin On 04.15.2010 @ 1:54 pm

the subway is the best place to ride fast around washington dc it has a nice air about it over all friendly place well actually i wouldnt know ive obly been on it once or twice and live in kansas well then subway sandwhiches are good

Posted By kristin On 04.14.2010 @ 6:23 pm

curls flow

Posted By kristin On 04.12.2010 @ 1:44 pm

her long curls her curly hair that dangled in her eyes and always got in her way. they annoyed me that she had them. that they fell like a curtain to hide her from the world that wanted to know more about her. i wanted to chop them off and watch them fall to the ground just like her tears.

Posted By kristin On 04.12.2010 @ 1:00 pm