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Posted By Lizzy On 06.19.2013 @ 3:37 pm

“Don’t worry about it, It will be fine” “No, it won’t. You don’t understand, Jake. I can’t.” “Yes you can.” I looked up at my brother, pleading with him to understand. He had to jump before it was too late. Before we both ended up in serious trouble.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.20.2013 @ 9:35 am

I sitt on the metro and look around at my surroundings. An old man sits on the edge of his seat, using a cane for support, a young mother holds a screaming baby. All of these strangers going about their daily activities and we have no way of knowing anything. To them I am no one. To me they don’t exist.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.19.2013 @ 1:16 pm

I looked before me at the looming creature. It was large and ugly and terrible, yet I was overcome with a strange sense of pity for this beast which had been a derivative of my own thoughtless mistakes and angers. After all, such a hate-filled beast could not exist without a terrible force driving it into being.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.17.2013 @ 3:10 pm

“You don’t have to do this” he mumbled. It was quiet, so quiet that I almost didn’t hear it. But I did. That was the problem: If I hadn’t heard, I wouldn’t have wanted to stay so badly. But I had to do it. It would be worth it in the end to save them.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.16.2013 @ 5:59 pm

I knew what I needed. All it would take was a littler leverage. It’s not so hard to get what you want. Everyone has a price, after all. All it would take was one word. One word which meant the difference between freedom and certain death.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.15.2013 @ 2:56 pm

I look before me at the geometric pattern that streaches itself out in an endless form of numbers and lines. I know that I will never be able to make sense of it the way that they can. I just wasn’t born with that gift

Posted By Lizzy On 04.14.2013 @ 6:41 pm

The anchor sunk me down. Into the deepest depth of the seas. I felt like I was drowning and maybe I was. Maybe I was about to hit rock bottom. The deepest part of my emotions. I felt empty. Just like the ship I was attached to. Empty, abandoned, and lifeless.

Posted By Lizzy On 04.11.2013 @ 4:02 pm

you dont have the strenght to go on, we hate you, say it to my face, bitch weak cant do it leave i wish it would stop STOP STOP please im not weak im good, im good at this stop stop stop im better, i can be better ill never be good enough.

Posted By lizzy On 03.03.2013 @ 10:01 pm

The soil was rough on my feet. Not rough like the cliches. Or rough like a dog. Roughness — like pain. Like tangible pain — in every grain of soil. Ah, pain. Roughness.

Soil.

Posted By Lizzy On 12.28.2012 @ 6:24 pm

i wish i did it more or that i was better at it because it makes me feel good about myself after i do it. with i could think of more stuff to draw butsometimes is dont feel very creative

Posted By lizzy On 11.11.2012 @ 8:49 pm

My cats, soccer, my family, my dogs, my friends, school, books, food, water, fruit, Hunter, Gabbie, the beach, sleep, my house,

Posted By Lizzy On 10.07.2012 @ 5:31 pm

Her eyes were fixated on the line above her head,it glowed in iridescence tempting her to look away from the line – but she was captured by the words.

Posted By Lizzy On 07.26.2012 @ 11:15 am

I love the word architecture because it looks like a beautiful building itself, with spires and arcs. It reminds me of Ayn Rand’s “The Foutainhead” because Howard Roark’s profession is architecture and the word just embodies all of her ideals and philosophy in my mind.

Posted By Lizzy On 05.30.2012 @ 11:06 am

I feel like I can lose my temper really easily. At the stupidest of things. I wonder who thought of the phrase “lose your temper”. Do you really lose it? Don’t you really just lose control of it? Because if you actually do lose your temper, you no longer have it anymore, and wouldn’t that mean you wouldn’t get upset? It doesn’t make sense to me. Almost makes me lose my temper. HA. Anyway. The last time I lost my temper was this morning. I waste my gas to go get breakfast for my friend, with my other friend, and she bitches about how her bagel is cold because I wanted to go get myself a breakfast burrito. Mind you, neither of them paid for jack shit. I wish people could understand the shit people do for them. Everyone is just so simple. Everything has to be explained, what happened to the subtleties?

Posted By Lizzy On 03.25.2012 @ 5:50 pm

queens crowns horrible scary worst idea ever because it makes girls think that life is about how we all look and not how we are on the inside.

Posted By Lizzy On 03.19.2012 @ 2:34 pm

A beast heads my way, growling and groaning like a engine on a boat. I duck and run past my home past my family past my life, and all my memories. It comes running after me. Chasing me away from my dreams. There has to be a way to get from my nightmares, there has to be a way. But there is not, the savage monster knocks down every thing in his way. Stomping on my life, yet even harder this time.

Posted By Lizzy On 01.09.2012 @ 1:36 pm

i pushed through the pointy thorns. Bloody splattered on my clothes and the pain filled me. All the sudden i fainted. I woke up and it was all a dream.

Posted By Lizzy On 01.04.2012 @ 6:37 pm

I looked at the champagne in front of me. My best friend wants me top try some but i am only 15. Next he’ll probably ask me to smoke with him and that is not going to happen. “you need to grow up!” my dad’s voice said to me. Earlier that day him and i had a fight. Well, if he wants me to grow up then i will try some. I felt the bitter taste in my mouth. Wow, i thought, this is fantastic.

Posted By Lizzy On 01.03.2012 @ 8:35 am

My best friend is deaf and she does sign language which my he mom taught me how to do. She went deaf when we both were six. And i was confused why my friend couldn’t hear me. she was listening to loud blasting music and the music blasted her ear drums. I’m just happy she is my best friend.

Posted By Lizzy On 12.25.2011 @ 12:54 pm

It was neary dusk and i was on the beach with my boyfriend. Today was our anniversary. We’ve been together for 12 months and a week. I gave him a picture of us from when we went to Six Flags. we were going down a roller coaster and we looked so funny. He laughed once he opened it. I opened my and there was a necklace that said my name on it. I kissed his cheeck and all we heard was the ocean waves beating the sand. The cool ocean breeze blowing our hair. I knew today was the best day of my life.

Posted By Lizzy On 12.21.2011 @ 10:22 am

the thunder made a booming sound as i screamed. right in fornt of me was a tornado! Lighting flashed as houses were lifted up into the dark black sky. I was running with my life coming to an end. all the sudden a house landed on me and then i new i was dead.

Posted By Lizzy On 12.20.2011 @ 8:34 am

i rolled up my sleeves as i splash the water from the sink onto my face. I just got done crying because my pitbull (dog) die today. My face was all red. I had him since he was a newborn and he was only 3 years old when he died. He got hit by a car. I can’t talk about it anymore… sorry..

Posted By Lizzy On 12.16.2011 @ 5:11 am

This is my story how i found my prince charming. And this was what i wrote in my dairy that day: I am a princess looking for my prince Charming. Well, some girls usually say i am looking for my edward! (as in twilight) Everyone has their own fairy tail. My starts with this, I stared at Justin. He had the must wonderful smile in the world. He was my best friend but a few days ago he became my prince charming and i was his princess. =)

Posted By Lizzy On 12.12.2011 @ 3:00 pm

it’s hard to really grasp the concept of still as humans. we can’t be. we breathe and move and our organs are going whne we’re not. but still is beautiful it’s moving and real and just as affecting as anything. It’s something you’ll never get the fullness of.

Posted By Lizzy On 10.27.2011 @ 8:45 pm

I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I thought of Allstar Weekend’s song “Submarine Warfare”. I mean, it’s a great song by a great band and I still have thirty seconds left and no idea what to type since I don’t remember the lyrics lolololololol. The bar keeps getting brighter as time goes on but i like soft purples not bright purples almost done yes.

Posted By Lizzy On 10.16.2011 @ 6:14 pm

Isn’t it interesting how we are always asking for it, and wanting it desperately, yet when it comes, we tend not to listen to it, or it isn’t the “advice” we wanted in the first place? Advice tends to be given freely, yet never received, like wasted words and thoughts that perhaps you spent endless amounts of time on, but no on will ever quite want to listen.

Posted By Lizzy On 10.15.2011 @ 3:56 pm

You are sorely missed. I’m sure you don’t think about me anymore but boy, I think about you. I wonder if one day we shall reunite, if so, I will rejoice. Even if we result in separation forever, you’ll always be my first love. And I wish there were a better name for it. But that’s just what I’m left with.

Posted By Lizzy On 08.19.2011 @ 11:50 pm

I went to the grocery store, but not for food. No, this time for the biggest step a person could take….my first job interview!! The time ticked on and I got the job!!!

Posted By Lizzy On 08.17.2011 @ 10:22 pm

when you say something over and over again, sometimes asked, sometimes without being asked. repeating can get annoying sometimes, but other times it is helpful, especially for semi deaf people.

Posted By Lizzy On 08.16.2011 @ 3:05 pm