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Under a tree. Maybe some mushrooms live there. And little fairies live under them. They have a whole society of fairies. And we are unaware. I wonder if there are things that are so plain infront of us that we don’t notice. We’re pretty smart though. Hmmm.

Posted By Samantha On 04.11.2009 @ 1:19 pm

Limitations. I wish we didn’t have any. Theres always issues like money. I hate money. People complain about the economy. Just start over. Theres no rules, only the ones we make. People are so stupid. Just do what you want. Why can’t I go to Japan for the weekend? Why must I be miserable? Why?? Ugh.

Posted By Samantha On 04.10.2009 @ 9:14 pm

The sun went out a few days ago. Black out. We run around in a panic, not sure when our lives on this earth will come to an end. The electricity went out a few hours ago. Black out. We can’t find the refrigerator to make a sandwich in the middle of the night. Black out.

Posted By Samantha On 04.04.2009 @ 5:27 pm

suspened in the air was a gigantuios bird, who seemed as if he could eat all of mankind. Though his eyes were kind and gentle, as if he meant no harm.

Posted By samantha On 11.19.2008 @ 6:35 pm

suspend me in the air. Let me feel the intensity of the high altitude. Let me feel like birds feel, Let me feel free.

Posted By samantha On 11.18.2008 @ 8:15 pm

everything is going so fast and I cant keep up. My whole life flashes by and nothing is in its right place. Maybe I am daring to turn a corner to see what may come of this. Maybe everything has begun to fade and replace itself with a failing world full of insanity. Sometimes life can be so short so make the most of now and never look back. Take your time with everything you do and dont be scared to be who you really are. Convertible cars are a waste of space, keep the top down and you get rained on. Keep it up and you have no where to run.

Posted By samantha On 11.09.2008 @ 3:00 pm

Startled like you, waiting in the parking lot of the high school at the end of July when Noah drove up in his silk shirt. Startled because you could see the rest of your life coming wrapped up in a mustang with steam coming out the hood.

Posted By Samantha On 11.03.2008 @ 8:15 pm

Rebecca was startled when a cat jumped out from under the mat when she left her house this morning

her mom was angry because she screamed really loudly then started crying which made her miss the bus

the grounded her for a week and then drove her to school,

when she got there they made her do lots of push ups and really embarrassing things in front of everyone

Posted By samantha On 11.03.2008 @ 6:46 pm

shock and surprise! it can be fun at times, but some times it’s not so fun, or that good at all really. to be startled will make your heart race, and, usually gets a scream out of women and girly men. The best time is at Halloween! Hide be hind a bush and BAM! one victim down… a night of madness can ensue, making it fun for the whole family!

Posted By Samantha On 11.03.2008 @ 12:08 pm

startled

Posted By Samantha On 11.02.2008 @ 6:26 pm

She peeked around the corner at me, I didnt notice her at all, I was off in my own little world as I usually am, next thing I know shes jumping towards me, and I scream…

Posted By Samantha On 11.01.2008 @ 11:30 pm

she was startled by the light at the end of the tunnel. she hadn’t expected it, but there it was. damn, this messed up the whole plan. who was it? there shouldn’t be anyone there. there shouldn’t be anyone out here at all. the light was moving, subtly, but enough to indicated that there was someone holding it. someone who was breathing…

Posted By Samantha On 11.01.2008 @ 9:37 am

he had the most gentle hands, soft as silk and warm as the sun against my skin on a hot summer day. His fingers against my cheek as I kissed his smooth soft lips. One hand gently in my hair.

Posted By Samantha On 10.30.2008 @ 10:25 pm

there is a wind blowing across my face. touch my cheek with the tiny ends of the feather. The lightest touch sends a shiver down my spine – thanks to you i know pleasantries i might not by myself. let me down easy, please, if you must, but don’t drop me.

Posted By samantha On 10.29.2008 @ 9:01 pm

Gentle gentle into that good night he read to me and I didn’t listen. I don’t go gentle. Mary went gentle and that won’t be me. Under the plywood hut we made together the day it rained first time in eight months she twisted her hair around her finger and said Gentle, sweetie.

Posted By Samantha On 10.28.2008 @ 7:43 pm

i took a path it was possibly wrong but it haS MADE ME WHO I AM TODAY. I DO NOT REGRET IT.

Posted By Samantha On 10.25.2008 @ 7:32 pm

There was a dirt path winding through a wooded are. I wanted to take it, but I was in a hurry to get to class so I continued on my jog down the sidewalk. I wish I had more time to take the path less traveled.

Posted By Samantha On 10.22.2008 @ 7:38 pm

the thoughts that we have that never make it into reality the thoughts we leave behind because we put down our hand and think no that couldn’t be right how could I know that or why would anyone believe that.

Posted By Samantha On 10.16.2008 @ 8:47 pm

there are jewels on her head. she doesnt want to marry him but the place is beautiful and she doesn’t know anything else. the gowns are stiff and so is he. she’s in love with a mundane man that she will secretly make love to. its been done for ages.

Posted By samantha On 10.15.2008 @ 1:46 am

What I wish I could do. I would give almost anything to fly. Fly in the sky with the fishes. I read that somewhere… ‘I might be flying with the fishes or swimming with the pigeons, but my worlds different.’ I can’t remember who said it, but it was a rapper. I love that saying. Because its try, everyone’s world is different than someone elses.

Posted By Samantha On 10.09.2008 @ 12:42 pm

Fight or flight. Which ones better, honestly? Fight, and possibly get hurt more than necassary, or flight, and be a ‘wimp’? Honestly, I think I’d fight, if it was someone or something I thought I could take. But thats just me.

Posted By Samantha On 10.09.2008 @ 12:36 pm

flight or fight. birds can fly and when they fly they are in flight, the process of flying. My heart is at flight.

Posted By Samantha On 10.07.2008 @ 7:12 pm

when i see hills i think of The Lord Of The Rings were the hobbits build their houses in the hills. Like, theyre built INTO the hills.

I want to have a hill house :)

Posted By samantha On 10.07.2008 @ 11:51 am

Green grass, trees. Beautiful. Lovely. Nothing can stop you from climbing it. Whats on the other side?

Posted By Samantha On 10.06.2008 @ 9:06 am

There is evidence that I am staying up too late and loosing effectiveness. I think I need to go to sleep and wake up with more energy. This green line is evidence that my time is oh god its’ getting orange. Ahhhhhhhh Pressure is eveidence that time should be used wisely.

Posted By samantha On 09.29.2008 @ 11:04 pm

He wasn’t really /asking/ for much. Just, you know, a little bit of forgiveness. Not that he had done anything that wouldn’t be easily forgivable. Nothing like murder, or some serious crime. No… he had just hit the ball a little too hard and a touch too left– breaking the window.

Posted By samantha On 08.18.2008 @ 3:21 pm

jeans that are vintage are way more authentic than the “faux” vintage you can buy in a store. I mean, really, who wants to buy the vintage that are actually 100 dollar jeans made by poor Cambodian children factory workers and then paid minimum wage so they can rip it to make it look so called authentic. What kind of age do we live in?

Posted By Samantha On 08.16.2008 @ 8:39 pm

the village is my favorite movie made by that indian man its really cool hahaha kaaaypeace

Posted By samantha On 08.15.2008 @ 2:49 pm

I was walking down the street and saw a man with a hat, it was fully feathered and I asked him, “Sir, where do you intend to go with this hat of yours?” He replied “I am traveling to my homeland.” I assumed he was of Indian decent. I continued on my way along the untraveled road of winds and trees.

Posted By Samantha On 09.24.2008 @ 8:34 pm

Proud. Pride. Naches.

I looked fondly at my daughter and at all that she had become, and somehow, I knew that all the hard work that I had done all of my life had paid off.

This was something that I could smile about.

Posted By Samantha On 09.21.2008 @ 4:24 pm