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The thunder echoes the beating of my heart. Slow, steady. The rain on the roof mimics the tears on my cheeks. Tired, exhausted… let me sleep.
It’s 6am every morning and I’m still awake every morning, listening to the weather through the paper-thin walls and wondering when I’ll find home again.Posted By Alice On 12.20.2011 @ 4:27 am
Two people view things in very different ways.
First impressions do matter.
This is another day where it’s hard to really write about something. View view view view. Room with a view. Wow, look at that view. Your tits are quite the view. Yikes, what a view. Viewer discretion advised. Don’t view without parent permission.Posted By Alice On 12.09.2011 @ 5:43 pm
Platinum. My dad’s wedding ring was platinum. I never really saw the difference between the more expensive platinum and it’s other cold, silver counterparts.
But it was a nice ring. A simple, thick band to go with his strong fingers. I got to walk my dad down the aisle. The church was open and breezy.
I want my marriage to go even half as beautifully.Posted By Alice On 12.07.2011 @ 2:38 pm
“You deserve this,” he whispered before kissing me. I never thought I deserved anything. Especially not anything this good. This was amazing. This was too good. Every bit of my body was buzzing, every inch of my skin was aching to be touched. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened our kiss that was like saltwater, every sip making me thirstier.Posted By Alice On 12.05.2011 @ 4:50 pm
If he were a table set with a meal, no part of him shined above the others to create a centerpiece. There was so much of him that I wanted to kiss and ravish and mumble words of worship against, that none of him stood out against the rest. There was no vase of flowers in the middle of my imaginary set-up.
There were no washboard abs, no bulging biceps. And so, hugging all of him, I mumbled my “I love you” against his smooth, soft shoulder.Posted By Alice On 12.04.2011 @ 8:07 pm
“Obey.” The strong character on screen said. His head was shaved, his eyes glowed red.
I did at first. It’s strange how emotional video games can become these days. Every time I obeyed, a little symbol appeared overhead telling me that I was becoming more evil with each step I took in his command. I didn’t want to be evil. I wanted to save those characters in the game that had become important to me. I had had a daughter. I had named her Alaria…
So instead, I fought. And the tiny smiley face overhead meant the world to me.Posted By Alice On 12.03.2011 @ 12:16 pm
This past week has been one wrought with the most stability I’ve had all semester. Which was strange, because I didn’t have any plans for this week. It just happened.
I woke up every day.
I skipped all my classes except for German. I ate lunch, breakfast, and snack (can’t call fries dinner)…
And then, I slept. But I still feel unstable. My adrenaline’s skyrocketed in my veins.Posted By Alice On 12.02.2011 @ 9:03 pm
As her husband looked at her, she could not help feeling in her own mind, have I succeeded? I don’t feel so. I feel like I have only done what anyone expected of me and what I expected of myself. But succeed? Was this hollow feeling succeed? What did succeeding mean?Posted By alice On 10.30.2011 @ 4:33 pm
I had such a desire to understand what he meant. It was as if he was telling me that I was not enough, and I needed something stronger- something more human. He had it; I didn’t. It was nearly impossible, and the only time I had ever felt such a way was when I saw her born. I loved her, and hated himPosted By alice On 10.11.2011 @ 2:17 pm
I was walking down the street, stuffing my hands into the pockets of an over-stuffed coat. Shadows lurked in every corner, and i quickened my pace, unsure of my fears. A sudden crash caused me to reach protectively for my phone, andy patted each pocket unsurely until I heard an eerie voice say “Looking for something?” I ran.Posted By Alice On 10.09.2011 @ 7:25 am
morality has been dead for a very long time. ever since humans were able to realiz scientifically that god does not exist, morality has been dead. yet we are choosing to ignore this fact. so what is morality? devalued standards that create controllable society, create people easily held accountable and standards to control them.Posted By Alice On 10.04.2011 @ 8:17 pm
The kangaroos pouch had a joey in it. My stomach kicked in response, like that kangaroo i would soon be a mother. i would soon have a life that relies on me to keep it alive i didn’t think i could do it. But i knew i had to. It was the only way his legacy would continue the only way his greatness could be passed on. I loved him and I’m going to love what we made together just as muchPosted By Alice On 09.17.2011 @ 3:07 am
It was bland yet disgusting. He lifted the eggs to his mouth. Not overcooked, but not undercooked either. Just right. They were golden-yellow, to match the light of the sun beaming on to his plate in the early morning. It was the perfect start to the day, yet something was missing. Salt, check. Cooked, check. Eggs, check. He reached for the tube and gave it a twist to add the sprinkling of pepper he needed to make it just right.Posted By Alice On 09.03.2011 @ 10:04 pm