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Soap tastes bad. I remember eating it when I was four in the bathtub. It tasted bitter. I remember when I used to take baths when I was a kid and my grandma would sing to me in her chair from the open door. She’d sing “Singing in the bathtub, Whoohoo!” I don’t know where she got that from.

Posted By Lana On 05.10.2013 @ 6:40 am

i have a timeline for my work at school. i think that if i followed this timeline, i might actually get some work done. i very rarely follow this timeline though. that’s probably why i am such a good procrastinator. i get a lot more practice procrastinating than i do actually following my timeline. oh well.

Posted By Lana On 05.03.2013 @ 2:21 am

My glasses flew into the dashboard as the truck slammed into us from behind. I didn’t see them; my eyes’d been shut. I felt them free themselves from my face. The world slowed down as our car spun sideways into the guardrail. I would soon learn reasons not to run barefoot on the highway.

Posted By Lana On 04.09.2013 @ 6:28 pm

I wore bagels like bangles, chewing large holes in their centers so that each bit could slide onto my arm. I laugh, twirled about, and chewed. Silly girl, you said, delighting in my decadent display though you didn’t dare let it show. Let me have a taste, you said. I played demur, scooted away, but eventually surrendered to coquettish games.

Posted By Lana On 04.04.2013 @ 9:09 am

A smudge on his forehead. I wanted to wipe it off, until I remembered: Ash Wednesday. I bit m tongue. I didn’t dare ask if there was anything he felt the need to repent for this holiday. Also, being of the Chosen People, I wasn’t quite sure what the deeper meaning of the day was. So I stood there, silent, and smiling.

Posted By Lana On 04.03.2013 @ 10:07 am

Stood tall as a statue built of broze, curled unfurled in the wind you were my adonis thought you only stood five foot six i could but reflect on every kiss and the feel of your hands upon my skin. oh darling. you’ll remember me and i’ll remember you and we will pull through, each in our own way and i’ve got nothing left to say

Posted By Lana On 03.28.2013 @ 8:04 pm

Wheat beer poured into a glass. Hefe beer has to be at least fifty percent beer in order to be considered hefe beer. I have to know these things for work. There is little pretty about it. It is just a thing that I have to know. I cannot presently romanticize wheat. I’m sorry, universe. That’s all I’ve got.

Posted By Lana On 03.30.2013 @ 8:15 am

i don’t think i want a husband, i think i might be gay. ive always dated women, so, maybe a husband, then i could have children as a product of love. or i could adopt. im adopted. i hope if i do have a husband he is attractive and i really think that he would be. or i’ll just marry a woman. I’m to young to be thinking about marriage, i have my whole life ahead of me. my dad was a good husband. i love my family.

Posted By Lana On 02.04.2013 @ 6:46 pm

BOOM! dead! ummm when japan blew up? destroy….. team rocket? battle ship! destroying is bad. you shouldnt destroy pretty things like flowers and such (or japan). yep.

Posted By Lana On 01.19.2013 @ 9:55 pm

People always talk about themselves when they should be asking about others. There’s so much one can learn from others. There’s a ton of diversity in the world and how can one find out who they are and who they want to be if they only know about themselves and not the possibilities out there? Take a step back and listen to others.

Posted By Lana On 11.08.2012 @ 11:12 pm

i want to go school shopping so bad at the mall. and when my sister finally took me i saw the cutest boy there. he was dressed in plaid with a cute boy band hair cut. he looked at me and i looked at him and i instanly knew i loved him. i brushed by him to keep his attention. he disappeared soon after. taking a peice of my heart with him. but as i unexpectanly looked for undies, there he was.

Posted By lana On 08.14.2012 @ 8:39 pm

I like nests. They are the coolest things ever. Its really cool how a bird can live in a nest and make it out of twigs. Birds needs nests to keep their babys safe. If i had a house i would want it to be a nest made out of lots of twigs and it would have to be big enough to look after my whole family. Birds are the coolests so are nests nests

Posted By Lana On 06.10.2012 @ 1:52 am

trees and the green world , nature and the animals that live in nature , the friuts it holds and the shelter it provides for the birds etc.. some are thick some are very thin , they hold precious fruits and flowers , they give u shed in a sunny day and protect u from the rain

Posted By lana On 04.08.2012 @ 6:35 am

She cursed quietly to herself. She would never say it out loud to her, but she felt it with every ounce of her being. Anger was welling up inside. Bubbling, about to flow out uncontrollably.

Posted By Lana On 02.21.2012 @ 1:01 am

basket ball hoop babe woop that ass there it is what check it out funk soul big soul lotsa flow bitch woah! check me out look what im writing about them loopty loops

Posted By lana On 01.28.2012 @ 10:19 pm

do fences really do what they are built for? Cyote fences don’t keep the cyotes out.

Posted By Lana On 01.22.2012 @ 8:53 pm

they’re long, tall things that can stretch for miles at a time. fences. the things we put up all around us to block those we love out. we put up fences around us so we don’t have to feel any thing. So we don’t get hurt. But, in the end all they do is make us feel worse, and more alone than ever.

Posted By Lana On 01.22.2012 @ 8:48 pm

We take a lot of things in without thinking about it. It’s automatic, our brain stores it away, without really thinking about how it could be wrong or if there’s an angle there that hadn’t been thought of. Maybe things that were taken as deep and meaningful, or as an insightful judgement of the human race can be picked over, and the holes all pulled out. I once met a man who really did built a house on a rock. Some old reclusive millionaire had a house of native timber and glass built on an island he had bought. I asked him if any wind or rain beat down on his house. ‘Of course not’, he replied. It was around in South America, one of those places that hadn’t rained in centuries. Who would be stupid enough to build such an expensive and fragile house where it could get washed or blown away to oblivion?

Posted By Lana On 10.25.2011 @ 12:31 am

am i on an edge? A crespisce? Am i about to jump. I want to. I want to jump and never look back – to fly, soar, and be limitless. To be with him, that person I never knew but always should have known. The person so close to me and yet so foreign, a complete stranger. For you, I would fly and never look back.

Posted By lana On 10.02.2011 @ 7:01 pm

I like to sit on it. Probably too much. In fact I’m on it right now. I’ve been here for an hour. I don’t plan to get up for at least another hour. Well maybe I shall in 5 mins. For some tea and biscuits. I plan to return. And loaf. A lot.

Posted By lana On 09.21.2011 @ 3:22 pm

Destroy, build, relapse. What you break you build, only to rise up from the ashes like the phoenix that trembles before its own fire, blazing in its own flames and wondering if there is not more to burn, more to destroy. The glory of horror and fear and death is fascinating, no?

Posted By Lana On 08.27.2011 @ 9:03 am

deer in headlights they tell you, with your pictures that way, bug eyed and big, bulging out and asking for answers, lost maybe. did they ever find you that way, afraid and in need of answers, you in your pictures, captured. you just open your eyes.

Posted By Lana On 08.19.2011 @ 2:38 am

wake up sleep down wake up sleep down repeat.

Posted By Lana On 08.17.2011 @ 2:14 am

what else is there lightning lightning what else is there other than that brightening that people go of sighting there is more to it than that so

Posted By Lana On 07.25.2011 @ 8:46 pm

bolts crashing how does it work in ways more than one in many in all the ways of the world of all of us at least its easy

Posted By Lana On 07.25.2011 @ 8:43 pm

Addictive, i’m too young but will. Bad for you eg. lung cancer. Fags. Bacci. Rollys. Fillters. :)

Posted By Lana On 07.15.2011 @ 3:56 pm

they’re salty and delicious. A pound of bread and too much sodium, tangeled into a delicious carnival treat. Indian style snack, and nobody should lack.

Posted By Lana On 05.22.2011 @ 1:52 pm

It’s stupid. I don’t drink. although it sounds cool when you say it. VODKAAA. But it’s stupid. Alcohol makes people do stupid things that they end up regretting. Never tried it. But that’s just my opinion.

Posted By Lana On 05.15.2011 @ 1:47 am

Fuck. I am so fucking pissed off. I apologize to anyone who is reading this, who is being affected by my negativity. But I hate that I have few friends I can even trust. I feel so alone all the time. I don’t need your pity, so don’t give it. I just needed to type this. Sorry.

Posted By Lana On 04.09.2011 @ 3:50 pm

If you have nobody to be trusted, you know what loneliness exactly is.

Posted By Lana On 03.30.2011 @ 11:56 am