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catapult
Whizzing sounded past his ears and he flinched as the catapult zinged and shot the boulder straight toward the enemy lines.
For some reason… he imagined the sound of crunching bones. the screams of agony, however, could not be worse than they already were; he tried to cancel them out, humming a lullaby his mother had once sung to him when he was very very little.
Posted By Maria On 05.20.2013 @ 12:12 pm
rocker
Lets do this. Let your hair loose. Find someone to dance with. Jump around. Feel the energy jolt through you and understand the moment. You are the people. The people are you. See their faces. Hold their stare, embrace their soul touching times.
Posted By Maria On 05.16.2013 @ 8:01 am
Rage. The rage at the smallness of human minds was consuming her, and she rocked faster on the rocker, clicking the knitting needles together, waiting for the clicking to calm her down. It didn’t. Nothing would. She rocked faster.
The smallness of human minds. Judging and finding someone wanting. It didn’t matter for what reason. The rage was consuming her, and if she wasn’t careful she’d do something stupid. Like plunge the knitting needles into someone’s eye.
Posted By Maria On 05.16.2013 @ 1:20 am
shoulder
He shrugged. “Well?”
“Well what. I don’t know what to say to you, to be sure.” she said, and tossed her head.
He turned to the other woman.
“Frankly,” said the woman, “I think Agatha and I should speak alone on the matter.”
He frowned.
“Really, Adam.” said Alice, “Out.”
Alice had never been so decisive, and Adam bowed again, sardonically twisting his mustache. “very well.” he said, “Goodbye then.”
“You shouldn’t accept what that woman said.”
Posted By Maria On 05.15.2013 @ 2:31 am
taboo
It was across the street, but Adrian tried to ignore it as he moved away. Brothels… forbidden to any man who wanted to be a man in truth. One never went to a brothel, no matter what. One always seduced, if one was in need.
And yet… no one had been amenable to his seductions, lately, and to be honest he wasn’t very amenable to the idea of seducing anyone, nowadays.
Posted By Maria On 05.14.2013 @ 11:01 am
What is taboo? Why are people intrigued by taboos? What do I find taboo? Why are people scared of taboo? There is a nightclub called taboo. What do I find taboo??
Posted By Maria On 05.13.2013 @ 8:52 pm
auburn
Auburn hair suddenly draped down her back and she was looking up at him with something between infuriation, apoplexy, and panic. “My reptaiton!” she hissed, scrambling to restore her hair to something resembling decorum.
“I like it this way.”
“Nevertheless.” she said, frowning ferociously at him, “You do not want to marry me, and I must hold out for someone else.”
The shining mass of hair piled atop her head, stuck with pins.
Posted By Maria On 05.12.2013 @ 12:33 pm
soap
He lathered his hands with the soap then ran it up and down his arms. She smiled from behind him, and their eyes met in the mirror.
“You alright?” he asked.
“Oh, yes.” she said, “Quite.”
“Hmm.” he said, “Long day.”
“I believe it was.” she said, and smiled, “Are you tired?”
“Exhausted.”
She pursed her lips, “Darling,” she said, “I’m afraid–”
Posted By Maria On 05.09.2013 @ 1:39 pm
beer
Later Silas Jamison would wonder what he was doing in a bar in the middle of the night, but at the moment all he could think about was the fact that this particular type of beer was very bitter, and very, very good. So he drank it. He drank slowly, then he hurried with the drinking, and by the end of the night– at dawn– Silas Jamison had completed his drinking and was making his home slowly. Not singing, for Silas Jamison could not be imagined to sing, but walking, slowly, thoughtfully, and with great deliberation.
Posted By Maria On 05.07.2013 @ 7:40 pm
burning
Something was burning. Caroline frowned as she looked over to her mother, where she lay in her chair. Nothing from that end, though she hadn’t been expecting it, to be honest. Caroline frowned and looked over at the small candle on the windowsill. The only candle in the room, to be honest. It wasn’t in any danger of falling over or creating the burning smell.
She stood up, slowly, and then strode to her mother, “Mama?” she said, “Mama, something’s burning.”
Posted By Maria On 05.05.2013 @ 7:52 pm
timeline
The timeline is never ready in time. It’s always off by just a little, just enough for us to get upset and frustrated when things don’t work out well. I’m so tired of this, let me run away, let me run away, let me run away, let me run let me please. I’m tired of following this timeline into perfection.
Posted By Maria On 05.02.2013 @ 4:35 pm
crow
The crow sat, almost lifeless, as blood streamed out of the wound I had made. I looked at it, dying. I thought of the sky it had lost, and cried.
Posted By Maria On 04.29.2013 @ 12:05 pm
electrocute
Sparks flying, could result in death. Hope this never happens to me. I wonder what it would like if a fish got electrocuted; could people eat it then? I mean it would be cooked, right? And people like fish. Plus fish is good for you. And if things are good for you that means you should always eat it. It has omega 3, I think that’s what it’s called. Regardless, in the end, it’s better the fish got electrocuted than me; I wouldn’t want to experience that.
Posted By Maria On 04.26.2013 @ 12:06 pm
Sparks flying, could result in death. Hope this never happens to me. I wonder what it would like if a fish got electrocuted; could people eat it then? I mean it would be cooked, right? And people like fish. Plus fish is good for you.
Posted By Maria On 04.26.2013 @ 12:05 pm
cliffs
I was about to jump off lose all the pain and suffering to a place where no one will judge or say they hate me and that i’m a waste of space I lost everything and was now drowning when someone pulled me out of the water. It all faded to black and heard shouts and screams from people suddenly hearing cop cars and sirens. I saw a bright light I was long gone far away from torture and hatred from people that don’t even know me.
Posted By Maria On 04.19.2013 @ 9:37 pm
One day I was going on a trip with my friends in the mountains when we came upon a cliff, below there were jagged rocks, and a roaring ocean. It seemed like a storm was coming and yet my friend Jack, said “Hey guys, let’s go jump off the cliff!”
Posted By Maria On 04.19.2013 @ 9:29 pm
attracted
im attracted to you and everything you do everything you say im attracted to your hands being bigger versions of my own im attracted to your words and the husky way you say my name in the morning im attracted to your simple way of life and how i blend seamlessly in im attracted to those eyes, cliche
Posted By Maria On 04.13.2013 @ 5:24 pm
branch
i don’t want to write about branch. because i don’t know what is bran
Posted By Maria On 04.13.2013 @ 10:09 am
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Posted By Maria On 04.13.2013 @ 10:06 am
welfare
dashboard
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Posted By Maria On 04.10.2013 @ 6:40 am
smth connected with a computer i think or an automobile where the figures are shown, yes it must be the latter one.
Posted By Maria On 04.10.2013 @ 6:38 am
Well the dashboard melted but we still have the radio..
He looked over at her, smiled, and set his hand atop the gearshift.
“Truce?” he asked, looking down at her blue hair.
“Not on your life.” she growled, and looked out the window, “I’m still exceptionally angry with you.”
He looked out the window. Pity. He thought, they could have been good friends.
Posted By Maria On 04.09.2013 @ 6:22 pm
flour
i dont know what flour means but it sound like something easy going, goes with the flow, oh now i know it’s to cook, the basis of everything, what makes the meals delicious, what gives it life. You cannot live without flour in your kitchen, you have to buy two packages when there is no more.
Posted By Maria On 04.06.2013 @ 1:06 pm
plague
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Posted By Maria On 03.31.2013 @ 12:28 am
wheat
wheat bread tastes super nasty and i dont think i would ever really eat it. its brown and really course. its not good with jam on it and its not good with cheese on it either. i really dont like it, i hate it when we get wheat bread for femmad at school, its so nasty and i always feel hungry after eating it. it doesnt fill you up very much.
Posted By maria On 03.30.2013 @ 12:19 am
overt
A word I usually don’y hear people use that much anymore… It’s sad how the media hasn’t improved their vocabulary that much during the years. “The most overt things should be most prominent- that is if you look at it the right way.” -Me; Maria V.
Posted By Maria On 03.15.2013 @ 2:36 pm
