Entries By Polly
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Sail’s keep you steady, keep you travelling in the right direction, keep you moving and ensure that you end up wherever you want to be. Sail’s have been partly responsible for many important discoveries, maybe we wouldn’t be living in our country if somebody hadn’t have used one.Posted By polly On 10.24.2012 @ 2:37 pm
they are full of people trying to sell you things. some of them have beautiful pictures in, some might tell you something you don’t know or help you connect with how someone else is feeling. but mostly they will make you fell either fat or ugly or that your house is not nice enough or that you don’t spend enough time planning what you are going to eat.Posted By polly On 08.28.2012 @ 12:28 pm
The thing about buildings is that they’re all insanely beautiful, and yet all have such a uniqueness about them that it is frequently hard to try and mimic the process of making one. For example, the Palace of Versailles is one of the most beautiful buildings in the world, and yet when Buckingham Palace had several bathrooms decorated in the ‘french style’ they could never match up to the beauty of the originals – despite the fact they were far more expensive.Posted By Polly On 05.30.2012 @ 5:41 am
leader helper influencer greatness am I supposed to be free associating? teachers shape us in ways good, bad and indifferent. We rarely forget out teachers (good, bad, or indifferent). they should make more money — fer sher. Should be equivalent to doctors and lawyers.
I seem to have restarted this. Interface is not quite right. In any event, would I have become a teacher if I had it to do over again? Maybe.Posted By Polly On 06.10.2011 @ 5:38 am
already spoken to the sage with his stereotypical long, long hair and he says that i must do while not doing, be while not being, burst and contradict the burst because that is how wisdom works things ripping and flying and laughing and speaking in nondescript accents and all the while he, the sage, or not the sage, or whoever or whatever the nothingness he contradicts may be (or not be) so that it is impossible to say a word and we stay silent.Posted By Polly On 02.20.2011 @ 2:40 pm
It’s the most painful part of the proceedings. Everyone forcing themselves to be jolly for my sake, telling me wonderful things that I didn’t know about the closest person to me. How does that help? Take me away from it all, don’t let the pain increase anymore.Posted By Polly On 01.12.2011 @ 1:17 pm
She entered the stage and saw nothing but white. The bright lights dazzled her as she tried to make out the darkened figures in front of her. Her mother would be sitting front row and center. Her dad’s empty seat in the back of her mind brought tears to her eyes. It had been 5 years but it didn’t seem to get any easier.Posted By Polly On 11.02.2010 @ 9:59 am
sometimes i wish i could be saved from my future. the inevitable future that ill give myself- which isnt a lot. i want to be more than im going to be but i wont because im lazy and i smoke pot. im high right now. what does that say? i wish someone would save me.Posted By polly On 08.14.2010 @ 6:01 pm
I’m being kept behind bars all the time and I can fucking break free. Everything is in reach, yet it’s so fucking unreachable. If only these bars would disappear, disintergrate by my touch I would be okay and I’d be able to reach you. I want to reach you. I need to reach you.Posted By Polly On 08.23.2009 @ 2:08 pm
I travelled the long desolate road to my final destination. I didn’t know where I was going, I didn’t even know where I was. But I knew that my destination would arrive soon, and I knew it would be perfect. Wherever that destination is, I know it will.
And when I go, just know that I will remember you, and will always be with you. No matter how many destinations there are between us.Posted By Polly On 08.21.2009 @ 2:09 pm
She scratched her back for the fourth time, struggling to reach the uncomfortable itch. She tried to extend her arm to reach it, but being a human and all she just couldn’t. She needed help from someone else, or something. Anything, the itch was becoming unbearable.Posted By Polly On 08.15.2009 @ 1:02 pm