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drifting
Drifting! That’s the word. She couldn’t remember it last night, as she explained to Alice. She would kick herself now, it had been on the tip of her tongue and had kept her awake for an hour. She’d been drifting for her whole life, collecting no loved ones, amassing no fantastical moments. It was always just her; silly Sylvia, with her ice-cream hair and meek smile.
Posted By Laura On 03.26.2012 @ 11:55 pm
Beneath the brightly light stars that hung over head, I lied on top of the cool midnight grass. Slowly, my soul and spirit began to leave my body. I awaited the paradise I would soon see and I slowly drifted away from the only life I’ve ever known.
Posted By Laura On 03.26.2012 @ 1:11 pm
temper
And there it was. Her ugly temper, gnarling her face into an angry knot. She fired hideous words, each deliberately designed to make him sting, and open fresh wounds. She said she’d sleep on the sofa, that he made her sick, she didn’t love him any more. And there they were. The tears. Because it was too late, she couldn’t take it back. And not a single word was true.
Posted By Laura On 03.25.2012 @ 11:59 pm
exquisite
To wear the last of your threaded socks. Everyday of our lives, aging in appreciation. The generations that have lived before us ask “and us?” To savor the past.
Posted By Laura On 03.25.2012 @ 7:25 am
residue
His cologne stained clothes still remained in the same positon they were left in. His ties, shoes, and pants all in the same drawers. He left me with an grieving heart as he went on to something bigger than our love combined. Now I am just left with the small piece of him.
Posted By Laura On 03.23.2012 @ 2:51 pm
trunk
Someone is in the trunk, trapped. Alone. Doesn’t know how she got there but she’s scared and doesn’t know what to do. Doesn’t have a phone by her, and it’s pitch dark. How long will it take for her to be free?
Posted By Laura On 03.23.2012 @ 12:45 am
fixed
we as human beings are fixated on eing on to wherever we can be. wheither its in power or a relationship
Posted By laura On 03.21.2012 @ 8:12 pm
As much as I want to be, I realize I am not. That my heart is no longer whole after the journey it has suffered through. That my body did not completely weather the storm. Pieces of my heart were left behind and all I want to do is be fixed.
Posted By Laura On 03.21.2012 @ 3:50 pm
I want to be fixed. I’ve felt broken all my life, as long as I’ve been self-aware. Something not right. Out of place. Broken.
Can something so biological be fixed? Can drugs cure me?
Posted By Laura On 03.21.2012 @ 3:49 pm
ratings
rate it, judge it, your opinion of something. ratings can draw you in or push you away. but find out for yourself, rate it yourself.
Posted By laura On 03.21.2012 @ 10:34 am
We are mentally ranked on our every move. If we are beautiful enough to be seen with those who are. If our words meet the standards of those who surround us. With every move we make, we are judged on our character.
Posted By Laura On 03.20.2012 @ 2:46 pm
pageant
Her beauty was worth more than words can describe with her seductive emerald eyes, flaming locks of auburn hair, ivory skin, and a smile that takes your breath away. To every man, she was a woman they would never see around his arm, but around someone’s more worthy.
Posted By Laura On 03.19.2012 @ 3:19 pm
Beauty pageants: something that is mostly done is the USA where mothers force their very young daughters to become women long before they should. It’s hideous!
Posted By Laura On 03.19.2012 @ 11:39 am
torch
I followed him down the darkened hallway, him as my torch lighting the way. He whispered softly, “We are almost there.” I trusted his word and continued to walk with him, until we finally came to a halt at a enigmatic red door.
Posted By Laura On 03.18.2012 @ 2:35 pm
staple
I staple my Power of the Pen story together, neatly, smile at the judge I hand my piece of to and walk slowly back to my seat where I will wait to here the results. I anxiously wait to hear my name as a winner who has placed into the State Finals which would impress many… I hope.
Posted By Laura On 03.17.2012 @ 2:59 pm
pastel
I used to think they were faded colors. Like they were sad. I always wanted to cheer them up when I was a kid. So I would color around them with bright colors and realized it just would make them fade away. Tragic.
Posted By Laura On 03.16.2012 @ 7:19 pm
i love pastel colors, every spring i cover myself in them be it my clothes, hair nails. in hopes of it making me happier. happy colors happy girl? one can hope little things like this work, and hell sometimes they do. which is great, i just wish i could always be as happy as pastel colors.
Posted By Laura On 03.16.2012 @ 12:30 pm
pattern
The pattern emerged as the last piece of the jigsaw, the final clue, smoothly slotted into place. Her entire body trembled, violently, as she understood what was happening. She snatched the phone from his cold, dead hands and clumsily pressed the buttons. The horror of the ringing and ringing at the other end brought hot bile to the back of the throat. She wouldn’t be able to reach her in time. That’s when the tears fell, loud noisy sobs, splashing on to his navy jacket, staining this memory forever more. She clutched at her hair, willing a voice to answer the phone, but she knew it was too late. Another fatality to add to the growing list of connected names.
Posted By Laura On 03.16.2012 @ 1:24 am
blanket with a pretty pattern. blue pink orange green. hand made. knitted.
Posted By laura On 03.15.2012 @ 1:52 pm
Patterns exist everywhere in the world. One such pattern is the Fibbonacci sequence in which each new term is the sum of the previous terms. Patterns in mathematics can be observed to find general formulae for a given set of numbers or figures and thus establish a relationship
Posted By Laura On 03.15.2012 @ 11:56 am
duration
Throughout the duration of this time, I thought about how short of time I have to write this what I want to be masterpiece. My first time on her and I’ve already fallen in love and to stress with this website. Hopefully, my sixty seconds may be extended. Most likely not. But hey, did Mozart create his masterpieces in sixty seconds… I think not.
Posted By Laura On 03.14.2012 @ 5:27 pm
petition
this is a way to change things very slowly. people dont really read petitions though, they just sign. i dont like petitions too much if that’s the only action in place because it does not raise enough awareness and it does not push people to do more than just sign their name. petition almost rhymes with rendition wait no it fully rhymes. well, there’s that petition I remember about in US History – the petition against King George of England. Was that him? Blah! What is history anyway?
Posted By Laura On 03.13.2012 @ 7:59 pm
recycle
Fill up a bag. Fill up a bag. Again. Again. Then they sit in the garage. Take them to the recycle bin! REcycling doesn’t happen when the items to be recycled sit in the garage. There’s not a recycling fairy that lives in our garage. Our own personal little recycling fairy. Hummmmm, let me go check….. OMG! Her name is Ilakdfjor! You always know best.
Posted By laura On 03.12.2012 @ 7:41 am
its a very important thing, you have to learn, do and feel, cause its for our planet and our humanity. Recycle everything and breath clean air!
Posted By laura On 03.12.2012 @ 7:01 am
gourmet
Gourmet food is bullshit its all fancy and well presented and it’s all smug about it. French fries and duck liver don’t get along very well because the french fries like to keep it real, yo. Duck liver just sits there and reads its’ Hemmingway novels and sips tea and ignores everyone else.
Posted By Laura On 03.11.2012 @ 6:31 am
food was the delicacy of the rich and it was glorious to eat in the sun, the warmth on our face and the sunglasses on, water sparkling.. Those were the happy times. all was red and sparkling. our time together was beautiful and we smiled and lana del rey played in the back
Posted By laura On 03.10.2012 @ 12:02 pm
demonstration
I once went to a demonstration for one of those “as seen on TV” products, and it was just how I imagined one of those would be. There were overenthusiastic people rejoicing over the wonder of a weak motor inside a tiny plastic blender that could chop through already chopped vegetables. There were even videos of people spililng things all over themselves before the product had magically come into their lives.
Posted By Laura On 03.08.2012 @ 6:59 am
The demonstration at that park was the best thing that ever happened that night. Fireworks, a barbecue, family, friends, the beach. Nothing beats those summer night
Posted By Laura On 03.07.2012 @ 5:49 pm
People use demonstration to show examples or make points. For example, if you wanted to demonstrate your faith in the lord Jesus Christ you would live by faith and have ur actions be a light to the world. because if God is in you he will shine through you and that is demonstarting his love for all.
Posted By Laura On 03.07.2012 @ 1:48 pm
