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you win some you lose some. i don’t consider loves lost to be personal losses. i’d rather see them as personal gains. a step towards something greater while i continue to learn about myself. and the adage goes “you win some you lose some” so its about time for me to win…right?Posted By MH On 07.30.2012 @ 9:46 pm
Mean girls. I love that my daughters are very fair-minded and just. They speak out against unkindness and speak up for themselves and their friends. I have no time for mean girls. I love and am very proud of my daughters, all three – the anti-thesis’ of mean – they are kindPosted By Mh On 07.11.2011 @ 7:04 am
It started to smell. It was expanding in the air like a poison and we all needed to escape. It was not a sweet fragrance or perfume, like one would smell near a beautiful woman, but a stench that seeped the room like an unknown cancer. The only thing I could think about was escaping the it before it took me and dragged me down into the abyss of the high. All I wanted was to leave the room full of druggies who forced me into their little game. I did not want to get high, I wanted out.
Stay above the influence.Posted By MH On 02.08.2011 @ 1:56 pm
the girl ran through the dark, wet street. her hair was a flurry and her red high heels clapped along the wet pavement. she could hear heavy breathing coming up closer behind her, and her matted gold hair was slick with rain and sweat, with terror. her legs were caked with mud that continuously sprung up from hidden puddles, and her new dress was beyond the point of a simple dry-cleaning, stuck with the same mud and sweat, the same terror.Posted By mh On 10.04.2009 @ 10:16 pm