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somebody
Somebody, somewhere, having lived an infinite amount of time, was suddenly coming to grips with the fact that one day, this huge creature that only they could see, was going to devour every single solitary part of them. And not in a spiritual way – this thing wasn’t God – but in a very real, very terrifying physical sense.
Posted By Lauren On 11.13.2012 @ 9:51 am
Somebody, someone, person, people, stranger, unknown, anyone. I just want somebody to love. Couldn’t you use somebody to love? I could use somebody to love.
Posted By lauren On 11.13.2012 @ 7:17 am
draw
roar
The loud rawer echoed through the cave, a young man jumping back in fright as he came face to face with a dragon, it’s teeth bared at him ferociously.
Posted By Lauren On 11.09.2012 @ 3:52 pm
lions tigers and bears. oh my! loyola marymount university. real roar dog food. roar bong. zaneta waznesik. raena. noelle. krista. liberty. rawr. how a dinosaur says i love you. sent that to mom. rooooooaaarrr
Posted By lauren On 11.09.2012 @ 3:30 pm
themselves
People love themselves! I am my biggest fan and I think if we were all honest we would agree that is true. Not that it’s a bad thing though. I think you can’t fully love someone else if you don’t fully love yourself first. It is the root of a lot of insecurities and failed relationships
Posted By Lauren On 11.09.2012 @ 9:02 am
Themselves. That’s all they ever thought of. Pity. There is so much beauty in the world. Unimaginable beauty. Beauty you have to see to believe. You have to care to believe, about more than yourself. But they only thought of themselves. Don’t be like them. Let go of yourself. Care for others and find the true beauty in the world.
Posted By Lauren On 11.08.2012 @ 7:55 pm
they find themselves in books and laundry, in kitchey suveneirs and the backs of spoons, in salad bowls and pasta bowls and the jingle of keys in the lock.
Posted By Lauren On 11.08.2012 @ 6:03 pm
major
The moment in which I felt the desire to study was small, but significant enough to help me pass the test. Cramming saltines into my mouth, I scooped up my lead heavy pack and headed out the door, beer and morning breath still clinging to my teeth, my hair suffering from a stiff cow lick.
Posted By Lauren On 11.08.2012 @ 5:48 am
use
Don’t you hate that feeling of being used? when someone gains your trust, then tears it up in front of you. Like a dishcloth they wring you out, and then come back for more, and you are powerless to stop it.
Posted By Lauren On 11.05.2012 @ 2:58 am
interest
An interest. That’s what it began with.. A simple interest., Now we sit. Still in love but too far apart. It will never be the same. Or maybe it will? ‘Cuz we love each other too much to just give up.. Only thing that can stop us, is us.
Posted By lauren On 11.03.2012 @ 9:17 pm
learn
I once learned that you don’t have to be fancy to write a story. All it takes is imagination and people that are willing to listen.
Posted By Lauren On 02.11.2013 @ 5:13 pm
entrance
where you enter a building or dwelling admittance to an area, idea, though, etc opposite of exit positive connotation first step to where you’re going
Posted By Lauren On 10.18.2012 @ 10:47 am
there was an entrance at the front of the castle. It was big and had a pink doorknob. The entrance was a door. A large, tall, thick and heavy door. When you went to open it, it took all of your energy to just get it open. It made a squeaking noise that pierced your ears. But what was behind the entrance was something you would never believe…
Posted By Lauren On 10.17.2012 @ 6:58 pm
Looking at the entrance of the castle, I could barely see the figure of a man there. He was tall, large and comanding. he was still and watching me watch him. He did not seemed inclined
Posted By Lauren On 10.17.2012 @ 12:49 pm
civilize
Civilize. No more fighting, no more disorder. Let’s think of others before ourselves.
Posted By Lauren On 10.17.2012 @ 2:22 am
“Get your elbows off the fucking table!” My grandmother shrieked. High into her seventies and she could still scare the piss out of me. “A lady is always dignified and civilized,” she scolded in a harsh whisper, scooting my own mother’s elbow off a second later, when she thought I wasn’t looking.
Posted By Lauren On 10.16.2012 @ 5:23 pm
bury
wow that is . a really deep word. like, i could bury a person? maybe i could be a murdurer? what?! when would anyone use this word? I guess they would use it for when you are trying to explain what your dog is doing when he takes a piss outside and buries his bone in the ground? why am i asking so many questions? let’s bury this word….
Posted By Lauren On 10.15.2012 @ 11:35 pm
since
since i was 7, i have struggled with anorexia. since sitting on the toilet i remember analyzing my fat roles and hating myself for them. since i was little, i remember hating myself. i used to be a happy girl…
Posted By Lauren On 10.13.2012 @ 7:28 pm
fresh
Fresh is what you get when you get nice fruit at a store or when you chew mint gum and yuo feel so fresh and it’s so fantastic and you just want to kiss everyone or when a boy gets in your car and he smells great and you just want to embrace and hold him forever. fresh is when you just wake up or take a shower and you’re so clean and you just want to stay in a sanitized bubble forever but you don’t because your floor is dirty. the end
Posted By Lauren On 10.11.2012 @ 8:45 am
dominant
the person who is in control. this is the person that everyone listens to and has authority to make change in the world. This is the person that people go to when there are problems to be solved and they are thought to be the ones in control over the matters at hand I am not dominant to anyone
Posted By Lauren On 10.09.2012 @ 10:30 pm
this is so not what i am. I try and try and try and I am not. this in so what I need to be in front of people, not the shy little me i hate. but then… who would i be if not that? something or someone has to be in the background to let others shine through, but i won’t fade as fast.
Posted By Lauren On 10.09.2012 @ 4:52 pm
mass
Mass is everything. Mass is what you are, who you are. Mass is important. Mass is you. Mass is me. Mass is everybody and everything.
Posted By Lauren On 10.08.2012 @ 3:49 pm
scene
hey all these girls in the world make scenes because they want there boyfriends to get jellous and fight for them and i am all like bitch please you know he could do better and then i was in a scene for drama
Posted By lauren On 10.06.2012 @ 4:05 am
The stage is set, the lights are hot. Behind the curtin you can hear the crowd russtling and whispering to each other. In the air there is a thick feeling of anticipation and excitement. The crowd goes quiet, the curtin goes up and you take a deep breathe as the spotlight hits.
Posted By Lauren On 10.05.2012 @ 9:10 pm
The scene starts out with a cat, leaping from a tall building. A suicidal cat, yo. Most cats aren’t suicidal, but this cat is extraordinairy. Not like other cats.
Posted By Lauren On 10.05.2012 @ 3:35 pm
walls
i’m gonna break them down so others can come in. If no one accepts my flaws, then I’ll put them back up and start again at a later time. If someone does accept me for who I am, then I can live happily ever after. The End or so I think.
Posted By lauren On 10.04.2012 @ 8:22 pm
The walls started to close in. At least that’s what it felt like. The walls were crazy. They were completely grey. No texture, nothing besides grey. They were hardly walls at all. I don’t know what they were. But they seemed to be getting closer and closer to me. Nothing could stop them.
Posted By Lauren On 10.04.2012 @ 7:12 pm
various
There were various of bottles everywhere. Not a single one was the same. It was like being stuck in Ariel’s secret cavern, only this cavern was of an alcoholic. It smelled like a dingy bar. There was light being filtered in through a small window. The bottles were
Posted By Lauren On 10.03.2012 @ 11:26 am
