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Sighed, Macy. How dare she? You through the letter on the ground. Rage welling up in your gut like a balloon. She had no right to do this none at all. You wanted to scream and rage, but you knew that would be stupid. You life was ruined. It was all your best friends fault.

Posted By MacKenzie On 05.19.2013 @ 6:14 am

Grinning she rode the air. Her bike taking no damage as she did so. She was free for the first time in a long time. All because she trusted a stranger. She had a terrible feeling though. What if he was wrong. What if the air streams were a lie? What if she were to fall like the rest?

Posted By MacKenzie On 05.18.2013 @ 5:22 am

It was dark out the light fading from the hollow buildings. It was desolate and grey. Grimacing I tasted my stale coffee. Light had faded from the world. What a Shame too. There was so many potability’s. So much death to be had here.

Posted By MacKenzie On 05.17.2013 @ 9:02 am

The creature was hiding in the dark, waiting, searching for its next catch. Little did the people know, the creature wasn’t only in the dark, but it was the dark. Every little shadow or shaded part of the area, the creature waited for them.

Posted By Mackenzie On 04.17.2013 @ 8:48 pm

Beware of those who will use you for their own gain. Beware the whispered lies and incomplete truths.

Posted By Mackenzie On 03.20.2013 @ 6:44 pm

My best friend has that last name, she’s very beautiful and I love her a lot. Lambs are soft and fuzzy like a cloud.

Posted By Mackenzie On 03.04.2013 @ 3:52 pm

my future husband needs to be funny i honestly don’t care about his looks.. but they wouldn’t hurt. i believe in loving someone forever and i want that to come true with Travis i do believe he is the love of my life. he makes me happy and he makes me smile and we are just so similar. i know there is a big age difference, but i don’t care. i love him. so much. i hope he will always love me too

Posted By Mackenzie On 02.04.2013 @ 11:25 am

There’s a baby in the window and my lover is my baby. Baby. I want a baby. I will have a baby someday but right now I’m not old enough. It would be weird if I had a baby right now because then I would be a teen mom. I want to be a mom, but I don’t want to be a mom this young. Being a babysitter is just fine. But it’s not the same. They aren’t my kids. I love kids. Baby baby baby oooh. Justin Bieber sings about babies. Baby. Weird.

Posted By Mackenzie On 01.30.2013 @ 12:50 am

I went to visit my cousin when she was very sick. Her hair was thin, but she was thinner. Her colorful knit sweater looked unwelcome on her pale, pale skin. She smiled through chapped lips and told me I was beautiful. But I was nothing compared to her.

Posted By Mackenzie On 01.21.2013 @ 6:40 pm

The word reference can often be used as a source to look back upon. Dictionaries and encyclopedias come to my mind when I see this word. References apply to finding jobs and getting into college as well. It’s a source of info.

Posted By Mackenzie On 01.07.2013 @ 10:54 am

sometimes you wonder… is life really worth living? You go about your daily business, when you are happy, sad angry annoyed… and for what? Life is so insignificant… and painful. Sometimes i wish i had the courage to stop living, sometimes it is too painful. But then there are the times that life is beautiful, so much so that it brings a tear to my eye… you read a beautiful peom… see the sun rise, and you think maybe it’s worth living another day

Posted By mackenzie On 12.14.2012 @ 9:23 pm

I was late for the first time in my life. One the most important day as well, I had my finals today. I was screwed, if I was late I’d have to retake next week with the junkies and the other idiots that roam the hallways of our magnificent High School, brilliantly named Leeds High.

Posted By Mackenzie On 11.22.2012 @ 5:06 pm

To draw is to love. To draw is to express and put pencil to paper, giving insentive to live and a purpose to others who read it. Nothing is more important than art. In itself drawing, painting, hoping…is sainty. The purest of condolences and the happiness of things past. Pain and joy will not escape the paper.

Posted By Mackenzie On 11.11.2012 @ 6:19 pm

Pronouns are always so lonely. Untouchable, uncertain.

Posted By Mackenzie On 11.08.2012 @ 1:21 pm

sometimes i think about what i am going to do with my life and i have no idea. But the one thing i do have in terms of my lifes direction is my major. Feminist and Gender Studies came to me as though in a dream and fits my life like a well made suede glove. I cannot be happier to find the community, the studies, and the passion that i have had in me all along but did not know it

Posted By Mackenzie On 11.07.2012 @ 4:52 pm

I don’t understand why the world is not happy. The birds are singing, the trees are swaying. Why can we not be happy. Why can we not sing and dance to the wind. Why can we not be enveloped in the music blasting from our speakers. Why can we not love. Why can we not be happy.

Posted By Mackenzie On 10.08.2012 @ 12:25 am

Scene. I think about the music scene. The post-emo, pre-hipster scene. My Chemical Romance. Paramore. Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Lots of hairspray. Rainbow hair dye. Hello Kitty. Invader Zim. Pokemon. Studded belts and fingerless gloves. So much angst. So much angst. I was almost one of them.

Posted By Mackenzie On 10.05.2012 @ 9:33 pm

Darlings are your kids when you say you are a Arlington it means that u love them so much❤ and that you care about them

Posted By Mackenzie On 08.30.2012 @ 4:32 pm

approval of a lot of things. approval of me. approval of other people. i think we’re all too concerned with approval…with everyone else’s approval, and with giving our own to stuff that doesn’t concern us. maybe i’m projecting what i do onto everybody else, though.

Posted By mackenzie On 08.11.2012 @ 7:04 pm

Military. Guns. Weapons. War. Anger. Ammo. Spite. Hurt soldiers. Abraham Lincoln. Civil War. Zombies. Shells. Gunshot. Wounds. Death. Blood. Nurse. Pearl Harbor. Peril.

Posted By MacKenzie On 07.14.2012 @ 7:10 pm

You’re dumb as a doorknob. Do you not know that bamboo is a type of grass. I mean, yeah it might be tallk and strong like a tree, but you know, looks are deceiving. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.

Posted By MacKenzie On 07.14.2012 @ 12:04 am

stop giving me turbine, all i can think about is finding nemo for some reason. finding nemo and how for my senior year i don’t want to do some bullshit lame musical to finish off my drama career i want to do finding nemo the musical! because disney is one of the few things that actually makes me happy anymore.

Posted By mackenzie On 07.09.2012 @ 5:35 pm

Pits.. Pits are holes. Deep dark holes. There are pits underwater and there are pits on land. We can’t have pits where I live, we’re too close to the ocean for them. Pits can be a scary place, like a prison. People can get trapped in pits. Isn’t that scary to think about?

Posted By Mackenzie On 06.19.2012 @ 3:22 pm

Keen. Keen means to be very eager. I’m not too keen on many things that other people my age are keen of. Being keen on certain things can make you weird, or it can make you fit in. I’m considered weird for the things I’m keen of.

Posted By Mackenzie On 06.18.2012 @ 8:55 pm

one day i was playing soccer and i was going to goal but someone took the ball away from me so i went back to go retrive the ball.

Posted By mackenzie On 05.25.2012 @ 9:15 am

backspace. I hate the backspace button cuz I always mess up and then my whole thing just gets erased by that one little button. It’s kinda annoying if you think about it. I seem to be doing well right now though,, I hope this doesnt cut off. backspace,. It keeps going. I think I found a hole in this website. This is the second time that I’m writing on this bubble. Half of this I wrote a second ago. I feel like this time is faster though. It’s almost don

Posted By Mackenzie On 05.17.2012 @ 5:20 pm

one day my mom and dad were going out to dinner for there anniversary and they had so much fun and they wrere really happy when they got back lk home because they had won a good night anniversary cake!

Posted By MACKENZIE On 05.17.2012 @ 9:07 am

dont know what primitive means but im going to put it means consequence and so one day i was playing outside and i was playing socer at 9:00pm and i got homework and i got consequense

Posted By MACKENZIE On 05.11.2012 @ 9:13 am

enticement is the word of the sea. It’s the word of everything. Entice me. Entice you. Entice everything around you.

Posted By Mackenzie On 04.14.2012 @ 6:39 pm

one day i was very sick and i needed stuff to help me to survive like nourish stuff like water,orange juice.

Posted By Mackenzie On 04.13.2012 @ 9:03 am