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can kill people biuld a house and do may things good and bad just like alot of things good and bad…somethings good somethings bad like a brick it could kill someone or build a house for a family

Posted By natalie On 08.08.2011 @ 3:44 pm

Beautiful, but too beautiful for words. Open light blue skies with golden hills closing in on a long, winding, grey road. It winds; seems as if the turns, ups, and downs will never end. On and on, I see the canvas of my road trip, knowing that pictures will never come close to my memory of this trip’s scenery.

Posted By natalie On 08.07.2011 @ 11:03 pm

the world is painted tainted with my impressions perceptions inventions interactions. i am artist.

Posted By Natalie On 08.07.2011 @ 8:41 pm

Things lay in random heaps on my desk just as they seemed to in my life: things buried under papers and receipts and tickets and bills here, stories ready to topple in dismay over there. I didn’t know exactly how things had gotten so out of hand, so hard to keep track of, like a department store shift full of teenagers when the manager was gone.

Posted By Natalie On 08.05.2011 @ 7:21 am

And those memories and emotions that had been heating up in the bottom of my heart for so long finally burst to the surface in a moment of panic, bubbles boiling to the top of the water as the cooler sentiments fell to the bottom to settle once more.

Posted By Natalie On 08.03.2011 @ 5:06 am

These are my roots They do not define me as a person They show where I’ve been

These roots are my failures, my accomplishments my loves my hates.

I am not my roots My roots are me.

Posted By Natalie On 08.02.2011 @ 12:32 am

I wish I had a pair of wings so that I could soar through the skies of Heaven with my best friend; with the person who made me who I am today. I love you and I will forever remember you.

Posted By natalie On 07.31.2011 @ 8:02 pm

ill

Posted By Natalie On 07.24.2011 @ 10:45 pm

The most violent curse swept toward my face, and I narrowly avoided being pummeled by the bright flash of blinding green light. His anguished voice screamed out in the agony of my escape, and he couldn’t bear to see that I was still alive. What was happening? How could this be? Something was certainly amiss. I was not supposed to have survived this night. The fact that those breaths had not been my last was more torturous than anything he could have imagined. Worse than poison to the heart.

Posted By Natalie On 07.21.2011 @ 7:44 am

I only have one trophy, but I have been in numerous sports. I’ve played volleyball, basketball, tennis, swimming, diving, gymnastics. They all resulted in one thing: quiting. My mom told me that I was a begginner but never a finsher. She tried to tell me in a nice way that I simply suck. so one day, at the age of ten, I decided I was going to be a champion. I was going to win and acquire that gold medal. Okay not a gold medal, but a trophy. I was going to show my mom what I was capable of. So I tried the first sport I could think of: softball. I wish I could tell you I loved it. I wish I could tell you that I was remotely good at it. But that would be one fat lie. I hated it. I detested it. I wanted so badly to quit. But I was going to get that trophy. My team didnt win the championship nor the division. Matter of fact, we were last. But in the end I got my trophy. And that trophy still holds its place on my shelf. Six years later, that is my only trophy, but it was only the start of my accomplishments. That trophy was my push into reality. Start it and finsh.

Posted By natalie On 07.18.2011 @ 9:38 pm

trophy. a sign of accomplishment. or a wife. gold shiny. blonde. pretty. a reward, something to show off.

Posted By Natalie On 07.18.2011 @ 3:22 pm

some people say a faggot is really a bundle of sticks, which makes me think of being a kid again. when kids would get yelled at for saying faggot, they would use that as their reason. i wish things were still that simple. that we didn’t know gay people are persecuted and beaten and hated. just for being them.

Posted By natalie On 07.17.2011 @ 2:09 pm

Be classy and mannerly. Etiquette is hard to come by these days. Many people have seem to have lost it. I really wish that we could be a more civil society towards each other. It would do a word of good.

Posted By Natalie On 07.13.2011 @ 9:43 pm

“Fancy” people have no etiquette. They think they do, but they really don’t. They’re just snobby and stuck-up. They believe that based on these arbitrary “rules” of what’s right and what’s wrong determines the character and personality of a person. But it doesn’t. They are the people who are impolite and have no manners.

Posted By natalie On 07.13.2011 @ 3:20 pm

Classy. Timeless. A 1950′s inspired dress. Holding an evening garden party. Inviting all of the neighborhood’s elite. Smiling. Saying “thank you.” Accepting compliments. Giving compliments. Always being polite. Living your life as if your journeys were going to be featured in Vogue.

Posted By Natalie On 07.13.2011 @ 12:49 pm

Everyone has been in contact with the plague of lies. No matter how much one tries to avoid it, he will always come across someone lying. Even he himself will lie. But this plague, it’s inevitable. People just learn how to cope with it; they have no choice.

Posted By natalie On 07.12.2011 @ 11:39 am

I was sitting in the barn, drinking a bottle of water. It was very eerie, as if there haven’t been anyone or any animals in here; it was just deserted. Only filled with a bunch of straw and hay.

Posted By natalie On 07.11.2011 @ 12:16 pm

taylor swift song. people who are mean. girls who are snotty are mean and sometimes hurt other peoples feelings. I really wish i was at the taylor swift concert right now listening to her sing the song mean, and singing along, but that is okay because I will be able to go to the concert in novermber. mean people are mean because they aren’t nice

Posted By natalie On 07.10.2011 @ 6:16 pm

What does this even mean? There are so many meanings to this. It could be the average, the horrible, or what one may convey.

Posted By natalie On 07.10.2011 @ 12:10 pm

Chores. When does the switch from our childhood chores to our adult life of perpetual 9-5 chores truly occur?

Posted By Natalie On 07.08.2011 @ 2:37 pm

the days of bumble bee soccer and daddy coaches

Posted By Natalie On 07.08.2011 @ 6:30 am

we turned around, our maroon and gold shirts proudly supporting our school colors. high school was a virtue, a necessity, something everyone needs to do. we wore this color to gym, on our school flag, and to all the football games and parades. it was what we are.

Posted By natalie On 07.07.2011 @ 11:32 am

A fist as strong as cast iron shattered through the wrist, bound and gagged now in a much different sort of cast. Nerves sitting tired and muscles lying dormant… for now.

Posted By Natalie On 07.06.2011 @ 2:51 pm

from where i come from, from, i stem higher and outer and louder, brighter, further, all from that one original “from.” stems follow origins.

Posted By Natalie On 07.05.2011 @ 8:16 pm

The plant bloomed towards the sun, petals curling outwards, leaves flipped skywards, stem straight and tall. And in the night it closed, in the night it slept. But come morning, come sunshine, is stem reached straight for the sky once more.

Posted By Natalie On 07.05.2011 @ 6:52 pm

I wouldn’t be able to leave for Kenya on Thursday if I hadn’t been assisted in so many ways. I was given the application by someone I knew, I was assisted in the interview process by the awesome volunteers, and I have learned so much from the program that will help me when I get there. Twelve years of public education helps, too.

Posted By Natalie On 07.04.2011 @ 10:11 pm

given. many things are given to us. but to keep being to we have to also give in return.. be grateful for what you are given because you never know when it will be taken away whether it be a moment, an object, or friend ship cherish it all because this moment right now is the only moment you know you have for sure.

Posted By Natalie On 07.03.2011 @ 8:47 am

honest. a word that can describe a person, or not describe a person for that matter.. honesty is a noun. a characteristic that can be both beneficial and not so helpful.. it could be one of the most prized characteristics one can have. its always good to be honest, and honestly aware of the effect of you words on others and what effects your honesty may have.

Posted By Natalie On 06.30.2011 @ 7:58 pm

the beautiful ginger mermaid swam into shallow water. she saw her beautiful prince standing ashore. the moment she went out of the water, something magical happened. ha ha just kidding she cant breath in oxygen so she died and the prince sold her body to scientists.

Posted By Natalie On 06.29.2011 @ 10:21 pm

love, kind of boring, i dont really care, i think it means love. it rhymes with dust and must, kind of odd… ha ha

Posted By Natalie On 06.27.2011 @ 8:23 pm