Entries By Roxy
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thought
i thought it was a lovely day today. I thought i was the best. She thought i was being mean. Me and my friend thought the same thing. She thought i was fat,ugly how mean.
Posted By Roxy On 11.18.2012 @ 10:14 am
spent
Time spent without you has lost all meaning. My days blend and drag until I no longer no when I am. I spend time thinking about you, with my nose buried in one of your old college sweaters
Posted By Roxy On 11.10.2012 @ 2:06 pm
teach
Teachers are so awesome, I loved mine. With a few execeptions(???). I would never be a teacher. I hate people. And yet I loved mine. Go figure. Time’s not up yet? Oh.
Posted By Roxy On 11.06.2012 @ 2:37 pm
fresh
I think of a watermelon and how i eat it in the morning and I feel good, and the whole room smells like watermelon and I start thinking of a summertime and all the awesome times I had and it makes me melancholic.Why is it that summer needs to finish so fast when we don’t expect it to. In the beginning if feels so long till the end but oh well.
Posted By Roxy On 10.11.2012 @ 12:44 am
suspects
The suspect is one who may or may not have comitted a crime. He or she is subject to questioning and indeed not ruled out as a supposed criminal untill further investigation. You may become a suspect if you have any connection to the victem.
Posted By Roxy On 07.20.2012 @ 1:06 pm
shorthand
Shorthanded. Short changed. Short shorts. Short stories. Short skirt and a long jacket. I’ve only written the word ‘short’ six times now and it sounds hilarious. Reminds me of a fictional word that maybe Mork would have made up. He had great suspenders.
Posted By Roxy On 05.08.2012 @ 3:17 pm
instrumental
Instrumental version of my life. That would be neat. A sound track, played by violins and cellos, that keeps me company throughout my day. I think I could really get used to that. Instrumental version of my life.
Posted By Roxy On 05.06.2012 @ 4:49 pm
hearing
Hearing. What I am hearing right now, is my dad playing the piano. It’s a sound I have always loved and find comforting. He is incredible. I spent a long time trying to play like him, but that was stupid. Now I love to play like me.
Posted By Roxy On 05.03.2012 @ 7:22 pm
crescent
moon yellow food shining on a river light quiet peaceful calm night
Posted By roxy On 02.28.2012 @ 9:15 am
tires
Tires. Steel belted radials. Tires make the world go round, and they also carry giganitc imprint making fiends full of jerk heads… or maybe they whizz around beneath strong legged critical massing folx. Who knows?
Tires make fabulous swings. Nothing you can swing on can be all bad, right?
Posted By Roxy On 11.05.2011 @ 10:33 pm
level
Everybody has a level.This level preserves in it everything a person has done and the altitude he has achieved.But is it all about level.Can’t people be simple without overcharging things tha don’t need this.
Posted By roxy On 08.04.2011 @ 3:22 am
cells
Cellular modular banana phone. Cells. I am made of them and so are you. We em very much like the same damn thing when you break it down like that, eh? Cell phones suck They are like leashes. I sold my soul to my cell phone and my my cells are now bursting one by one with each text that I receive. “Where are you?” “Who are you with?” “What are you doing?”
Posted By Roxy On 06.21.2011 @ 7:23 pm
plaid
Plaid. The Plaid Pantry in Portland, Oregon. We used to sit there and spange and use the bathrooms to brush our teeth. Plaid. The pattern my mother hates more than any other. I happen to think that it is quite lovely. Girls in men’s style plaid button up shirts are pretty cute, if you ask me. Plaid. There’s a pattern I can get down with. It’s relaxing… but damn is it hard to find the right plaid!!! I got the perfect plaid shirt, and ripped it a week later. I got caught on a plastic lawn chair that was cracked, and nobody helped me free myself. Thanks, guys. My plaid, and I, suffered for your giggle-fest. But it looks way cooler now with that patch on it, SUCKERS!
Posted By Roxy On 06.05.2011 @ 10:37 pm
sideburns
are weird especially muttenchops, i think thats what they’re called. I don’t know I don’t really like facial hair, I goes hand in hand with like not being clean and I do not like people who are not clean. Yucky.
Posted By Roxy On 05.29.2011 @ 8:03 pm
watch
said the tick to the tock off the wall and onto the pavement pslich splash the rubber dubber grand ofd dukey, want did he want afterall? time’s winged chariot hurrying near taking it all in,
Posted By roxy On 09.23.2010 @ 6:57 am
industry
I was sick of it. The oppressing feel of everything. The disproving looks from everyone. The snobby views of anyone and every one in the industry.
Posted By Roxy On 04.28.2010 @ 11:36 pm
blocks
block, childhood toy, preschool, before the innocence was stolen. before she died, before I died, before we all died. that’s all.
Posted By roxy On 04.26.2010 @ 11:26 pm
joyful
Joyful. That was what she felt. Joyful at the thought that she could get over him. Joyful at the thought of no longer having him around all the time. Joyful at the thought of regaining her peace of mind. Joyful, joyful, joyful!!! She now felt hope for a better future – hope she had not had for a while. She could see herself being happy again.
Posted By roxy On 04.20.2010 @ 9:11 pm
coaster
this what you put your drink on so that the condensation does not seep into the surface you have set your drink on. In other news, a coaster is someone who simply floats along in life, in activities, in work, etc. They put in no real effort.
Posted By Roxy On 04.15.2010 @ 11:16 pm
remember
I don’t really remember a lot of things in my life. i guess that means i’m pretty boring. i don’t really think that’s my fault though. maybe. i don’t know. anyways, i think remember is in a lot of songs and shit. it’s kind of a sappy topic. for some reason i think it has a meloncholy connotation. memories are bad i guess.
Posted By Roxy On 02.01.2009 @ 9:34 pm
change
barack obama has preached change for so long, but can we really believe in what he says? is change really possible? our country has come so far, sure, but can we really change so much in four years? there’s so much to do. war, economy, poverty, education, and more. everything’s falling apart. i voted for him because i feel he can do it, but now is the time for him to prove it.
Posted By roxy On 01.22.2009 @ 12:19 pm
course
i liked the new golf course it made me miss home. the smell of fresh cut grass early in the morning, the rude rick doctors who couldnt wait to get out there. i love to chat all day with them about nothing serious, i loved the most the ER stories they told about the lifes they saved
Posted By roxy On 12.17.2008 @ 6:31 am
mental
things to do with the mind. i will go mental if they call me one more time to sub in at work for someone. my sister is mental i can do math calculations mentally, as long as they’re fairly simple some people are mentally retarded this mental project is over
Posted By roxy On 02.21.2009 @ 3:28 pm
path
I walk along a dark, mysterious path. The path is littered with bones, confetti, kittens, and various other random objects. Including popsicles. Yes, many, many popsicles. I call it “Popsicle Path”
Posted By Roxy On 10.21.2008 @ 9:45 pm
extreme
extemeity. extremes. yes. extreme. all the vatos fearing the alarm clock. that sounds extreme to me. its what i just heard come out of the radio. im not even sure what a vato is. does anyone know. hmm i wonder i shall have to look it up.
Posted By roxy On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
string
string is long it binds people together and things together in reality and metaphorically. string is quite boring really
Posted By roxy On 06.18.2008 @ 6:18 am
bamboo
The gorilla tore at himn hoping to dislodge the bamboo from the ground, wishing more then ever to destroy it. Trapped in a jungle of the little twigs unlike the trees of his home jungle. Of course, he couldn’t understand how the plane crashed.
Posted By Roxy On 01.12.2010 @ 3:31 pm
