Entries By alice
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salt
Es sa’jutu sāls smaržu vējā un ieelpoju dziļāk, lai izbaudītu to. Jūra atkal stāstīja man mierinošus s’tastus savā šalcošajā viļņu balsī un es pasmaidīju: ir vietas, kur vienmēr var atgrizties.
Posted By Alice On 09.02.2011 @ 11:34 am
silk
Silk gowns were always the most flattering to her figure. While others would’ve considered wearing silk the equivilant of publicing wearing a sign pointing out all their figures flaws, she merely became incandescent within it.
Posted By Alice On 08.24.2011 @ 8:49 am
Like silf flowing freely through your fingertips as they trace my back. the tender embrace that makes me feel alive. not just a shadow in the corner of a room but a single being that breaths ,moves and above all LIVES.
Posted By Alice On 08.23.2011 @ 11:56 pm
silk. the most beautiful, and the softest of all materials many would argue. It is made in such a beautifully natural manner, and can be transformed into an amazing range of items. Bedding, clothing, beauty products.
Posted By Alice On 08.23.2011 @ 5:33 pm
missed
i missed everything this year, at least here, i hate missing out on what happens. We should just all live in the same place, or have a way to travel to each other in a very short and inexpensive way, otherwise, i dont know how long im going to be able to stand this.
Posted By Alice On 08.20.2011 @ 8:43 am
He stood there staring at the raindrops forming, collapsing under the weight of emotion. His life, just out of reach, as he stood there. His feelings, immersing with the raindrops as they sagged and then streamed down the window. He missed. He missed Jane. He missed her smile, her laughs, the dimple that formed only when she genuinely thought something was hilarious. He missed her presence and the trail of laughter and joy that was left in her wake wherever they went. There was nothing he could do but stand there, staring out the window, at the raindrops streaming, streaming.
Posted By Alice On 08.19.2011 @ 4:53 pm
He stood there staring at the raindrops forming, collapsing under the weight of emotion. His life, just out of reach, as he stood there. His feelings, immersing with the raindrops as they sagged and then streamed down the window. He missed. He missed Jane.
Posted By Alice On 08.19.2011 @ 4:52 pm
missed phonetically could also be ‘mist’. i like mist. it reminds me of cold dewy mornings and light filtering through new green leaves. i miss mist. there isn’t much of it in august.
Posted By alice On 08.19.2011 @ 4:10 pm
missed you when i missed that bus. i watched it pass and couldn’t bring myself to move and i watched all of the opportunity of you pass, slip out of my hands. i wasn’t trying very hard to keep you.
Posted By Alice On 08.19.2011 @ 12:52 pm
deer
deer is just so amazing. They are like moose but not. They can be made with jokes such as “no eyed deer” which means “no idea”. They have antlers or they may not but they are just so cool. They confuse me with reindeer because they almost have the same name but they don’t carry Santa’s sleigh but instead sit around in meadows eating grass and pretending to be moose.
Posted By Alice On 08.19.2011 @ 3:28 am
The little fellow stopped in the field to admire the wonderful flowers surrounding him. He loved his home. And where he lived. His family was at home in the forest. He was free. And he loved that feeling!
Posted By Alice On 08.19.2011 @ 12:46 am
Deer, don’t go so soon. Your heart is fragile and something I want to conquer irrefutably. Never doubt me, I am yours.
Posted By Alice On 08.18.2011 @ 5:32 pm
deer spring through the forest lightly leaving no mark like we do on each other never pressing hard enough to help. don’t hold me like that. why do you look so sad?
Posted By Alice On 08.18.2011 @ 5:13 pm
repeat
repeat words, repeat sentences, repeat moments in life, repeat the good times repeat the bad times, repeat it all repeat words, repeat sentences, repeat moments in life, repeat the good times repeat the bad times, repeat it all repeat words, repeat sentences, repeat moments in life, repeat the good times repeat the bad times, repeat it all repeat words, repeat sentences, repeat moments in life, repeat the good times repeat the bad times, repeat it all repeat words, repeat sentences, repeat moments in life, repeat the good times repeat the bad times, repeat it all repetition is written into history we repeat everything everything everything everything everything everything humans repeat all their mistakes again and again and again
Posted By Alice On 08.17.2011 @ 9:55 am
I LIKE TO REPEAT THINKS IN MY HEAD A LOT. LIKE SONG LYRICS AND WORDS AND CONVERSATIONS AND WHAT NOT. JUST RANDOM STUFF. NUMBERS. LOTS OF SONG LYRICS. DREAMS. THINGS I SHOULD HAVE SAID…
Posted By ALICE On 08.16.2011 @ 4:51 pm
thread
Thread is smooth. And skinny. Use it to make things like friendship bracelets or even sew with it. A thread is what weaves you together. Friendship!
Posted By Alice On 08.16.2011 @ 6:31 am
discovery
He looked down and saw the shiny object floating on the edge of the water. It didn’t register to him that it might be something from another world. He picked it up and the energy oozed from the object into his skin.
Posted By Alice On 08.12.2011 @ 2:59 pm
elastic
For Christmas one year my little sister and I got long elastic bands for playing jumping games with in our Santa sacks. Some time after midnight, we woke up in bunk beds and started playing with them, stretched around two chairs. Mum was not impressed.
Posted By Alice On 08.10.2011 @ 1:37 pm
driving
Driving through a dorp at dusk. Soft fragrance of yellow flowers stuck into the air-con vents. Fuzzy, Nick and I, both fuzzy at the edges. A day at Franschhoek that was perfect.
Posted By Alice On 08.10.2011 @ 1:24 am
manager
My sister is a manager. She works at McDonalds, or as kids in my town say, McDicks. I don’t know how to feel about it. On one hand I’m proud of her, but at the same time she is twenty and I feel that she should be doing more with her life. But who am I to judge? I have no idea what I want to do with my own. At twenty years old, I could be a homeless person on the street.
Posted By Alice On 08.05.2011 @ 4:10 am
level
you go thrrough so many diffrent levels in life, tough and easy. they give you experiance and strength.
Posted By Alice On 08.03.2011 @ 10:23 pm
strength power and braveness. practice a lot and reach new levels
Posted By alice On 08.03.2011 @ 10:14 pm
band
The love of my life!! What other beautiful music could there be!♥ I love hearing the legit orchestras and symphonies play. I love Flight of the Griffin, you can find it on Youtube.
Posted By Alice On 07.27.2011 @ 5:31 pm
plague
ĀK DIEVS! – KLIDZA VECENĪTE, SKRIEDMA PA BRUĢI AR SAVU slimo bērnu rokās. – Tas ir Mēris! Tas patiešām ir mēris! Mēs visi mirsism! Viņa skrēja man pretī arvien ātrāk un ātrāk, es redzēju bērna pūžņojošās acis cieši veramies manī un sāku kligt.
Posted By Alice On 07.13.2011 @ 8:54 am
mean
A mean girl I knew as a child was small and had a black bowl-haircut. She stole my Strawberry Shortcake doll, and I found it in her toybox during a play date. Her mother was so embarrassed. I tried to find her on Facebook.
Posted By Alice On 07.10.2011 @ 2:12 pm
assisted
I walked up the hill to my home yesterday after work, and an elderly lady was shuffling up carrying two shopping bags. I wanted to offer her help, but the last time I did the person was super offended. I crossed the road to avoid her instead this time.
Posted By Alice On 07.04.2011 @ 2:37 pm
crane
Crane my neck, face pressed against the glass window, trying to see the street below, my forehead gets cold.
Posted By Alice On 07.03.2011 @ 11:45 am
given
The title has been passed down from line to line. Its heirs were given privleges beyond the normal person. allowed to leave the city grounds is the most coveted of all
Posted By alice On 07.03.2011 @ 2:32 am
crush
I have a crush. Its on a girl. She knows it. I am a girl. I wish that she were ballsy enough to leave her inhibitions aside but she’s not. She scared shitless and I can’t do a thing. So that’s what she’ll always be. A crush.
Posted By Alice On 06.28.2011 @ 8:35 pm
