Entries By Lizz
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electrocute
electrocute. sounds like elocution. to the best of my knowledge, elocution is related to pronunciation and annunciation. I am unsure as to how it differs.
electrocution sounds like a terrible way to die, though it is quick.
Posted By Lizz On 04.26.2013 @ 6:54 pm
loss
Loss. Hmm. Of all the things I’ve lost, love comes to mind first. Better to have loved and lost? I don’t think so. I lean more to the “ignorance is bliss” side. I don’t want to know what I’m missing out, because all I’d be missing is pain. That’s all loss causes. Sure, some people would say it helps you grow, but I’d say that’s bullshit. You grow so used to something being there, then all of a sudden, it’s gone. What are you even supposed to do with yourself? Something you loved, counted on, needed… it’s gone. He’s gone. Except he’s not. He’s still here, but only somewhat. Maybe we’ll never get back to where we were, and that breaks my heart. Eh. It’s not like I can’t deal with heartbreak when it comes to him. It seems to be the only thing I can count on anymore. He hurts me. He makes me smile. It’s a never-ending cycle. But I can’t let go. I can’t lose him, because losing him means losing a part of myself. He’s become a part of me I never want to let go of. He changed me, molded me, taught me, damaged me, healed me, saved me, abandoned me, came back to me. Or, rather I came back to him. It wasn’t his initiative, it was mine. And maybe it always will be. I’ll always be the one to make an effort with him. And that utterly sucks. He sucks. Love sucks.
Posted By Lizz On 02.24.2012 @ 1:54 am
shootout
shootout…reminds me of basketball. Sometimes in life, we have to have a goal to shoot for, can be anything as long as it’s out of our league , our comfort zone. shootout. come out of your shell.
Posted By lizz On 09.18.2011 @ 6:46 am
sinking
i’m falling through the air and then I hit the water. I can feel my clothes becoming wet, my lungs becoming wet, my eyes becoming wet. And it hurts as I spurt and it hurts as my head feels like it will burst and then I’m sinking and it doesn’t hurt anymore. I am not full of water, I am the water and it is done.
Posted By Lizz On 08.22.2011 @ 5:17 pm
boiling
I am roasting, boiling alive right now. How fitting a word to get as my tender white skin flames red and orange, as I give off rolls of heat and pitch. I think of clear waters marred by hot bubbles, of calm words overflowing with rage.
Posted By Lizz On 08.02.2011 @ 1:08 pm
sticks
They say sticks and stones can break your bones but words will never hurt you… Apparently someone has NEVER had a dictionary thrown at them.
Posted By Lizz On 07.17.2011 @ 2:37 pm
straw
straw like her hair, brittle and faint. the smell of it, earthy and raw fills my nostrils to brim my breath gone memory flows in like the rushing tide angry and soft like her
Posted By lizz On 07.11.2011 @ 7:44 pm
crane
Why? The bird is beautiful, the machine is destructive. Why?
Posted By Lizz On 07.03.2011 @ 10:18 pm
domestic
abuse…a form a torture that people inflict on others inside a household. Sad to think that this word could automatically trigger fear or hate when the first thought should be home.
Posted By lizz On 05.19.2011 @ 10:03 pm
clover
i like to look for four leaf clovers. they are very pretty, but i’ve only found one in my whole entire 20 years of life. i put it in my journal. i no longer have that journal though. that stinks.
Posted By lizz On 04.30.2011 @ 2:12 pm
tables
they are round and allow people to sit around them, they come with chairs. they are usually wood, but can be maseof other materials. they have four legs. the can be short or tall.they can be square. they hold food
Posted By lizz On 02.25.2011 @ 11:15 am
tangle
I’m tangled up in everything. Life, love, confusion. My hair is constantly in a tangle. But I love it. Because if you are off put from everything, you’re too safe. Get tangled up in the things you love. Life is messy.
Posted By Lizz On 02.17.2011 @ 10:11 pm
respectable
I am an exorcist of respectable men. I will draw them out with a laugh and a line, see their bated breath and leave them alone with no ones morality.
Posted By Lizz On 01.08.2011 @ 9:29 pm
Her clothes looked…respectable. Not exactly what she felt her soul would shine though, but good enough for an interview. Another interview at another creativity crushing job that would fail to pay the bills.
Posted By Lizz On 01.08.2011 @ 9:26 pm
wand
the wand flew from his hands as the man struck him with a bat. what could be done? he had no power now, nor did he know what this opposer was capable of. he had only one choice: to hammertime.
Posted By lizz On 06.10.2010 @ 5:38 pm
stride
I take everything in stride-that way when someone falls through (which they always seem to do) I don’t get too disappointed.
Posted By Lizz On 05.09.2010 @ 1:49 pm
roller
I’m a high roller, baby. Got my pockets full of cash-lots of cash. And they treat me like royalty everywhere I go. Cause I’m just a high roller.
Posted By Lizz On 05.06.2010 @ 6:14 am
regardless
Regardless of how much you hurt me, I will always run back to you. It’s dumb, but I think it’s because I’m so in love with you.
Posted By Lizz On 05.03.2010 @ 8:01 pm
bandage
I am not thinking. I am not thinking about what I am thinking means. I am not thinking about a bandage stretched across skin, pulling the two sides around the cut together. I am not thinking about how you are doing the same to me. I am not thinking of pain, and I am not thinking of blood. I am not thinking. Not at all. I promise.
Posted By Lizz On 01.01.2009 @ 5:59 pm
remember
know, past, lonely, keep in mind, memory, think rethink anectdote
Posted By lizz On 02.01.2009 @ 3:07 pm
vow
I took a wedding vow and then I broke it by killing her. I’m sorry Lucy, I think that’s her name, I kinda sorta liked you, but I never wanted a kid. You are a bad prostitute. R.I.P little Lucy.
Posted By Lizz On 03.01.2009 @ 3:24 pm
path
i’m not thinking. this is where i’m going. i don’t understand where anything is, at the moment, and i don’t know anything more than anything left. i think my future is okay, i think my future is shit, i don’t know my future. i don’t know if i have a future. ten years and i’m a millionaire or dead on the street, whatever. does it matter? does it matter? or am i going backwards?
Posted By lizz On 10.21.2008 @ 7:33 pm
daisy
my favourite flower. it’s white, yellow, and pink. sometimes i think about daisies and miss my mother. i wish my boyfriend was my boyfriend and that he’d give me daisies. sometimes i get depressed when i think about my life and its lack of romance, and sometimes i’m just really happy that i answer to no one but myself. yeah, sometimes i get nervous.
Posted By lizz On 06.13.2008 @ 2:54 am
level
the level of the earth reaches far above what I can grasp. I don’t understand it. My mind cannot reach that height. I want to believe in it but how can one believe in something it cannot understand. Sometimes I wish our minds were not so complex. Then the level of this world would be far more easier to comprehend.
Posted By Lizz On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
union
We need to form a more perfect union. And I’m not talking about the United States. Me and YOU. Please?
Posted By Lizz On 04.27.2008 @ 10:26 am
arrived
i arrived and all i could say was wow. He looked amazing, unlike I had ever seen him. I was so used to his normal suits that a tee shirt made me want to tear it off. But the look suited him. It showed the world the laid back side I always saw.
Posted By Lizz On 12.12.2009 @ 9:31 pm
