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sombre
scarf
Remembing my grandmother’s scarf flying out the window, when I was a child….and my mother telling her that is was ok…that we’d just get her another. Remembering how pretty it looked flying in the wind, farther and farther away from the car….
Posted By lisa On 07.17.2008 @ 8:20 am
twig
twig. Ich habe null Ahnung, was das heißen könnte. Es steht im Wörterbuch irgendwo vor twin, Zwilling. Eigentlich müsste es ja sowieso immer twinS heißen, denn ein Zwilling allein ist kein Zwilling. Wenn ich jetzt twig im Wörterbuch suchen müsste, wäre die Zeit vorbei.
Posted By Lisa On 09.26.2009 @ 3:34 am
comma
Commas are a very interesting part of punctuation. They express a pause in your thought. Not the end of the thought, but a slight stutter before continuing on with what you were planning to say. Many people misuse the comma, and that can make a person’s writing
Posted By Lisa On 09.24.2009 @ 10:42 pm
resist
No way to resist his beautiful eyes. They stared into my soul and made me whole. He was the one I had waited for all these years. I loved him.
Posted By Lisa On 09.19.2009 @ 7:27 pm
guided
I thought my heart should be guided to made the right decisions, but letting it roam freely was the best decision I could ever make.
Posted By Lisa On 09.18.2009 @ 8:47 pm
paintbrush
Sweet and soft. Lyrical. Paintbrush, the art of the stroke. Little flecks of paint splatter my shirt and freckle my face. I don’t mind. Even the blue needs a home; even the red should be put somewhere. I love the smell
Posted By Lisa On 09.18.2009 @ 8:14 am
paperback
book,sex,thriller,romantic novel, harry potter, I like hard cover better. Used book, antique books ,last book I read was social crimes.
Posted By Lisa On 09.15.2009 @ 9:34 pm
shower
the rain fell down. showering the earth and all things with the gently drip. the girl stood outside, face looking upwardly, and eyes closed. her arms lifted high as the shower of rain poured down. “God, give me strength.”
Posted By Lisa On 09.14.2009 @ 9:48 pm
oak
oak. Ist das nicht die Eiche? Die gute alte? Runde Blätter, die Ränder wie Wellen. Früher gingen wir Eicheln sammeln. Herbstwind. Wir allein weit draußen, hinterm Bahndamm. Allein. Gut, wir waren mehrere Kinder. Keine Erwachsene.
Posted By Lisa On 09.14.2009 @ 1:40 am
The tree was a laarge oak. It stood in the middle of the lawn like a beacon of life. Maybe not everything was over. Myabe not everything had died. Sally stared its deep grooves and ridges and breathed a sigh of relief. The end was not here. The air smelled of fresh morning dew and the slowly sprouting grass was coated in moistness. Sally
Posted By Lisa On 09.13.2009 @ 8:18 pm
logical
logical. Was ist schon logisch? Manches, was mir so super einleuchtend vorkommt, woran ich überhaupt nicht zweifle – weil ich es längst durchdacht habe oder noch nie hinterfragt habe, ist für andere … ein böhmisches Dorf.
Posted By Lisa On 09.12.2009 @ 8:16 am
wanted
anxiety
Anxiety. Ansiedad. Ist das dasselbe? Und wie ist das deutsche Wort dafür? Sehnen nach etwas. Aber auch Angst vor etwas. Sehr große Angst. Etwas, was stärker ist als ich. Etwas, was ich unter keinen Umständen beherrschen kann. Etwas tief in mir drin. Eine Verbindung. Groß und bedrohlich.
Posted By Lisa On 09.08.2009 @ 4:52 am
i feel stressed about school and life and everything around me. the stress won’t allow me to sleep or to stay awake without worrying. anxiety runs my life. it controls the way i feel and how i interact with others. anxiety is sucking me dry.
Posted By lisa On 09.07.2009 @ 2:51 pm
bleep
bleep. What the bleep do we know … Der film fällt mir sofort wieder ein. Und die Tatsache, dass ich immer noch nicht so richtig weiß, was bleep eigentlich heißt. Ich denke darüber nach, was ich jetzt gleich mache, wenn es klingelt und die Zeit vorbei ist.
Posted By Lisa On 09.06.2009 @ 3:42 am
vows
Vows are promises individuals make to one another. Marrige comes to mind, and I hope that vows still have meaning in a world with a 50% divorce rate. Kisses aren’t contracts, but I want my vows to mean something.
Posted By Lisa On 07.09.2009 @ 8:22 am
discover
I want to discover the world some day. It would help me to understand what others deal with on a day to day basis. Maybe I will also discover a new way to find my friends and to be in many places at the same time, or the ability to transport instantly. THE END!
Posted By lisa On 06.30.2009 @ 11:29 am
index
Index. Ich sehe ein Buch vor mir mit einem gut strukturierten Index. Es macht Freude, mit so einem Buch zu arbeiten. Alle Themen sind leicht zu finden. Ich liebe Bücher, bei denen die Seitenzahlen im Index auch mit den wirklichen Seiten übereinstimmen. Jetzt klingelt es gleich und die Zeit ist um.
Posted By Lisa On 09.05.2009 @ 7:03 am
Index cards line the board. I am supposed to write the great American screenplay. But there are holes. Many, many holes. What to do. I know oneword.com!
Posted By lisa On 09.04.2009 @ 1:32 pm
stereo
The stereo was blasting some sort of crap, some sort of old hippie nonsense that made me want to puke. I couldn’t stop listening though because it was calligme, calling me to come to it like an alien land. It was as fif i needed to really use this time to listen to hear to hope to learn to feel the beat flow through my veins and pulstae into my arteries. this wierd hippie music was
Posted By Lisa On 09.03.2009 @ 6:46 pm
loud music fun dancing laughterstereowoofers tweetersfunsoundhigh low entertainment
Posted By lisa On 09.03.2009 @ 3:46 pm
licorice
My friend had a rabbit called licorice strange but true it had a sister called Carmelo which was given away since they fought
my granddad used to love licorice he died at Christmas sadly, he loved traditional dutch licorice which is salty.
Licorice is meh, I can’t say i like it but it brings up memories.
Posted By Lisa On 09.03.2009 @ 1:55 am
constant
it keeps going. Like it just doesn’t stop., Like the rain. You hear one pat, and then another one. There’s never ONE raindrop. They constantly fall. It’s like the unswerving pillar to lean on. The unchanging.
Posted By lisa On 09.01.2009 @ 9:33 am
fate
Fate is how you live your life. If you are true to yourselves and to others. People rely too much on Fate. You want it go get it.
Posted By Lisa On 08.31.2009 @ 6:30 am
i think that my fate is in the hands of God. i wouldn’t say that i’m fatalistic, i just don’t think that I’m in control. some people say that ‘fate’ brought them together but i don’t think it can be attributed to just ‘fate’. there has to be more out there.
Posted By lisa On 08.31.2009 @ 5:13 am
Fate is just a bunch of bullshit. Perhaps one day we will all laugh at the Romeo and Juliet idea, of star crossed lovers. No two people actually belong together. Disney and all the people like that, just want us to believe in some sort of fairytale romance. It doesn’t exist.
Posted By Lisa On 08.30.2009 @ 12:53 pm
