Entries By bethany
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taboo
It’s wrong. Something unacceptable, at least in the eyes of society. But that doesn’t mean that you have to listen to them.
Sometimes, though, society has it right and wrong is wrong.
Posted By Bethany On 05.13.2013 @ 1:36 pm
clasp
Clasping: to reach and grab, to exert pressure onto an item, thing, organism. Clasp emotionally to have that click that makes since. A clasp on a necklace that one can’t connect so you either struggle or you find the nearest person, or if no one is there you just don’t wear it.
Posted By Bethany On 04.28.2013 @ 6:26 am
vines
The vines in the orchard were blooming with fresh grapes. These grapes would soon turn into the best wine around. Everyone knew this, but some didn’t believe. For sue and Jhon it was different. They knew what the wine tasted like, and they knew they had to have some..
Posted By Bethany On 04.05.2013 @ 7:33 pm
cool
The ice was just what she needed, to make this hot day perfect. She took three cubes and dropped them in her lemonade, put on her sunglasses, and played it cool.
Posted By Bethany On 01.27.2013 @ 10:07 pm
speech
speaking without stopping while people actively nod their heads. speaking in public can bring people together. I prbly won’t speak with amy ever again..
Posted By Bethany On 01.14.2013 @ 7:18 pm
end
The end. It’s talked of so often, lightly and with much reverence. But what does it mean? “The end” The end of what? Is there ever an end? An end of something is also the beginning of something else. So really, beginning and end are on in the same.
Posted By Bethany On 01.13.2013 @ 9:15 pm
himself
himself. alone. he was himself, and nothing about that could be changed. I am myself, and no one else. That’s why we fell apart. That’s why it didn’t work. we were two different people.
Posted By bethany On 11.30.2012 @ 2:10 pm
under
Under a tree lay a long wooden box expertly crafted. Who could have made such a beautiful piece of craftmanship? Why would they leave it so carelessly in the dirt? As she held it in her hands, she heard a faint humming. The antique box was humming. Stop listening to your imagination; it couldn’t be actually humming. It’s a box! She examined it with cjrious eyes for an opening. The lock was rusted shut. Just as she was about to pick at the rusted metal, she saw it. The initials J. T. Jennie Torrance? That can’t be.. it must be just a coincidence. “Jennie!” She jumped at the sound. “Jennie, damnit girl! Get in here and practice. We still have two more acts to rehearse before dinner!” Jennie tucked the box into her apron and hurriedly scooted to the back porch.
Posted By Bethany On 11.27.2012 @ 3:04 pm
raised
“That’s not how you were raised!”
God forbid I actually think for myself.
I’m no marionette.
Posted By Bethany On 10.18.2012 @ 9:59 pm
fresh
Your fresh heart is pounding in my hand. I’m not sorry. It’s another one to add to my collection. I’m Judas, darling, and I’ve kissed you twice. You should have known better than to dance with the devil. Oh you taste just like disaster…
Posted By Bethany On 10.10.2012 @ 9:20 pm
signs
Signs of love life pain destruction joy malevolence hate Signs are everything
Posted By Bethany On 10.01.2012 @ 5:09 pm
fawn
Little spotted baby. It’s probably going to be shot one day. Is Mr. Tumnus a “fawn” or a “faun”? I can never remember. James McAvoy is attractive.
Posted By Bethany On 09.29.2012 @ 8:47 pm
hundred
I’m sitting here, watching the loading bar crawl to the right side of the screen. I can’t think of anything having to do with the word “hundred” right now. You know why? I have to pee so bad I could explode.
You’re welcome.
Posted By Bethany On 09.28.2012 @ 3:13 pm
breath
When you exhale in the cold, it looks like you’re exhaling smoke. It’s fun when you’re a kid, you can pretend you’re cool and smoke cigarettes. Now kids today are actually smoking. And drinking, and having sex. What happened…
Posted By Bethany On 09.27.2012 @ 7:59 pm
before
Before I knew you, I was happy. After I knew you, I was even happier. I don’t miss the before in my life, not now, not ever. We forge on.
Posted By Bethany On 09.25.2012 @ 10:48 am
afraid
I’m not afraid. I’m not sick. I’m not insane. I’m in love with madness, but I’m not fucking it. I know better.
Posted By Bethany On 09.24.2012 @ 8:01 am
I’m not afraid of the dark. The monsters aren’t under the bed. They’re inside me. The cage doors come unhinged at night, and it’s a terror and a beauty to watch what unfolds. The light doesn’t scare them, but it does drive them home.
Posted By Bethany On 09.24.2012 @ 7:51 am
whether
I don’t know whether to accept the fact that I love you, or pretend nothing’s happening. I don’t want to waste my time on something that’ll probably never happen. I’d rather have you as a friend than nothing at all. That’s what you are to me. So whether I accept the fact or not, that’s all you’ll ever be.
Posted By Bethany On 09.06.2012 @ 10:01 am
covered
Covered underneath a sea of blankies a sweet slumber of a child. So at peace. So lovely. Cha mattress covered by chunky little cheeks and soft little feet.
Posted By bethany On 09.03.2012 @ 12:35 am
This was NOT what she meant to happen, what she wanted. Tears would have been the next step, but she didn’t want anyone to see them. So she covered her eyes, to hide them from the world.
Posted By Bethany On 09.02.2012 @ 7:56 pm
banks
my mom and dad goes there. i want to have an account there but i am afraid they will be robbed. i don’t trust them. they get robbed a lot. how do they hire people and not know they are part of a big scam to rob them? i want to work there
Posted By bethany On 08.13.2012 @ 5:47 pm
puncture
puncture. cupid’s arrow punctured the girl’s heart. the boy punctured the girl’s dreams. so the girl punctured her own throat… puncture.
Posted By bethany On 08.06.2012 @ 8:39 pm
cabinet
It’s hide-and-go-seek, and I have the perfect spot: inside the cabinet high above my dad’s workbench.
Posted By Bethany On 07.28.2012 @ 2:42 pm
props
The basement is full of unused items: brooms, phones, swords, roses. From both classic and modern eras, these far-from priceless relics sit gathering dust until the next play.
Posted By Bethany On 07.28.2012 @ 10:07 am
gum
chew, stickky, bink, blue, mint, cinnimon, red, spicy, yumm, lock jaw, bad breath, unatractive, yellow teeth, NIqurete,
Posted By Bethany On 07.26.2012 @ 6:52 am
patrol
Park Rangers at the lake go on patrol. Patrolling is something that involves watching out for others, and making sure rules are followed. If I was someone that was to patrol, I feel I would do a poor job, because I am not great at enforcing rules. However, some people have personalities that are well suited to patrolling and making sure others follow the rules; it’s just the way some people are made.
Posted By Bethany On 07.20.2012 @ 9:52 am
motion
it’s what you do to move. it keeps things going. what is in motion stays in motion. i want to move side-by-side next to the person i love for the rest of my life, our relationship constantly in motion, moving toward a strong relationship. it’s what every person longs to have.
Posted By bethany On 07.02.2012 @ 7:44 am
saturday
It was the cloudless sky that made me yearn for rain. Rain seemed to be the only thing that made sense these days. Love never really meant anything to me; just a rattling noise that bounced around in my head like a kid with a basketball. Tears started to spring from my eyes as I realized this was the Saturday that we first met. The Saturday that started everything.
Posted By Bethany On 06.29.2012 @ 6:29 pm
seeds
The growth had been slow and at first she thought they would never develop, but over time and with care they stood tall. They rose from the place they had first begun, reaching forth into the world that surrounded them. She loved her children, and wished they would come home.
Posted By Bethany On 06.25.2012 @ 4:45 am
