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since you’ve been gone the world just doesn’t make sense. I look for you and you’re not in your chair. You’re not making breakfast anymore.. Why aren’t you here? why are you gone? Heaven is where you are. You’ve gone home. I miss you. I wish you weren’t gone just yet. And yet, if you weren’t gone, your mind would be gone, and I couldn’t bear that. So I will deal with the lesser of two pains.Posted By Macy On 10.13.2012 @ 12:13 am
some people need approval from their parents and stuff and they crave it. I don’t because I can’t really care what they think and I try hard to not care what other people think of me. Except for my friends. Well, like, I care what they think and they care, too. so that’s okay.Posted By Macy On 08.11.2012 @ 1:41 pm
You can’t catch me.
The words marched across the page in a straightforward fashion, as dry and emotionless as he could manage. With a huff that struggled to not be emotional, he reread his words for the last time, folded the page, and set it on the table on his way out the door, his backpack bouncing with the promise of each new step.Posted By Macy On 03.27.2012 @ 12:49 pm
With most things in life, there is a pattern. But some things can’t be explained by pattern. Try to find a pattern in the grass on the ground, strewn everywhere, or the random rushing of water in a stream. With a lot of the best things in life, there is no pattern.Posted By Macy On 03.15.2012 @ 5:35 pm
She stood before the altar where mere hours before was surrounded by friends and family she loved. She still wore the wedding dress that she would have gotten married in, if her fiancé had arrived.
He was no where to be found though.
She was now all alone with mascara tears stained upon her cheeks.Posted By Macy On 12.24.2010 @ 9:51 pm
She could alter anything she wanted with just the flick of her wrist.
If she wanted the grass to be purple, then she would make the grass purple.
If she wanted the sky to be orange, the sky would be orange.
And if she wanted someone dead, then you better pray to God that you were on her good side.Posted By Macy On 12.23.2010 @ 9:52 pm
I watched as she attached paperclip by paperclip in order to make a long chain. It was as if I were a Christian standing right before God at the pearly white gates. She fascinated me, it was as simple as that.
She looked up at me as she tried to get the tiny piece through the loop, curious as to what I was staring at.
If she had asked, I would have replied “love”.Posted By Macy On 12.22.2010 @ 7:41 pm
I like shields, I have a character on Oblivion that has a shield. I think it’s made of something to do with Elves. Elves are awesome when they have awesome shields. Shields tend to be shiney, right? I like shiney stuff and therefore I like shields. Brooke Shields used to be really pretty. She also had post natal depression. LOLOLOL. I love shields and I love lamp. The end.Posted By Macy On 11.05.2009 @ 3:24 am
people who see what your exterior is. Sometimes it seems like I dont have a real identity because I have never told anyone that I am adopted. Am I the person who people believe. Does this mean I have lied toeveryone who is close to me? Should I come clean or live blissfully ignorant like my friends. It is painful to think that I am not really who they think.Posted By Macy On 11.03.2009 @ 7:24 pm