Entries By breanna
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shoulder
right now, the way I am typing.. my shoulder feels as if it will pop off. Soon enough, these words will stop and I will no longer be able to type in fear of popping my shoulder in half. The pain is increasing now
Posted By breanna On 05.15.2013 @ 1:06 pm
tornado
a tornado can tear apart villages and leave the world in complete despair. They cause tragedies and cause numerous deaths a year. they can be small or large.
Posted By Breanna On 03.28.2013 @ 9:03 am
growing
I’m not growing. Growth is a figment of our imagination. It’s not meant to actually happen. Growth can be seen in nature, but not in my nature. I don’t feel growth, I feel shrinkage and pain. I feel recession. Are we not meant to feel growth? And are we really growing when we’re always inching closer to death? What are we growing towards if not destruction and destructive tendencies.
Posted By Breanna On 02.08.2013 @ 10:22 pm
scatter
My brain. It’s in shambles. It’s everywhere. I don’t know where to go. It’s scattered. Here. Over there. Yonder. Thither. Hither. Confused. I don’t know where to go. I don’t know what to do. Without you. Left me here. Alone. You left. You’re gone. Maybe I’m gone.
Posted By Breanna On 12.21.2012 @ 5:08 pm
somebody
I can’t hear this word without that one damn song appearing in my head. How can such a utilitarian word be overtaken by a single song? More like some word that i used to know.
Posted By Breanna On 11.12.2012 @ 9:49 pm
themselves
if i could write a page about you would you read it if you could write a noval about them, would you give it to them? if they took it would they read it themselves? or would they just throw it all away?
Posted By Breanna On 11.09.2012 @ 11:19 am
forth
Go forth, I thought. What an odd phrase to be on a sign. So…Medieval. Though, I supposed, the entire place, with its peeling paint and oppressive wallpaper, was faintly anachronistic in and of itself. I went forth.
Posted By Breanna On 10.22.2012 @ 1:48 pm
hundred
One hundred. Two hundred. Three hundred. I kept counting until I reached a thousand. We were out numbered three to one. But it had been like this before. And we had come out victors. Why should this time be any different? Then I remembered. They had magic. And we didn’t. We would be obliterated in seconds while they all went back home to their families. One hundred. Two hundred. Three hundred. I started counting again.
Posted By Breanna On 09.29.2012 @ 8:30 am
darlings
All my little darlings gathered at my feet listening to my every word and dancing to the beat
My little darlings are all I have I would not ask for more to have such darling by my side dancing on the floor
Posted By Breanna On 08.30.2012 @ 6:50 pm
icing
Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I hate you, but I know for a fact that I still love you. Do you miss me at all? Is there anything you wish you could have said to me? You know i’m still here and you know that I’m not over you. How in the hell did you manage to just drop everything we had? Please tell me, i’m dying to know. How you managed to forget about me so quickly baffles me but I know that if you’re happy then I should let you be. I wish I could forget about us. I try and focus on all the negatives of our relationship to help myself get over you but my heart knows better. I felt something for you. I thought you felt something for me too, I guess I was wrong. I’m sorry I can’t lose feelings as fast as you but please, believe me. I am trying my hardest.
Posted By Breanna On 07.22.2012 @ 9:35 pm
Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I hate you, but I know for a fact that I still love you. How you managed to forget about me so quickly baffles me but I know that if you’re happy than I should let you be. Do you miss me at all? Is there anything you wish you could have said to me? You know i’m still here and you know that I’m not over you. How in the hell did you manage to just drop everything we had? Please tell me, i’m dying to know. I wish I could forget about. I try and focus on all the negatives of our relationship to help myself get over you but my heart knows better. I felt something for you. I thought you felt something for me too, I guess I was wrong. I’m sorry I can’t lose feelings as fast as you but please, believe me. I am trying my hardest.
Posted By Breanna On 07.22.2012 @ 9:29 pm
trunk
The trunk of a car. tree trunk. umm mocking birds. kidnapp little girls and put them in the trunck of your car. thats all i got.
Posted By Breanna On 03.22.2012 @ 4:48 pm
Theres Trunks in the back of cars. kidnap people. you stick food in trunks. ahhh this is hard. AHHHHH!!! umm
Posted By Breanna On 03.22.2012 @ 4:42 pm
lantern
Lanterns are used for so many things. You use them to light the way, you use them to write at night when you have nothing else to do. What would we do without lanterns? They gave the idea for flashlights, which I suppose are more popular now. Lanterns can also be quite dangerous, with their open fire.
Posted By Breanna On 03.01.2012 @ 2:38 pm
liberty
the united states. a women love ingreantate i care about it i need it the people a dollar statue country freedom the right first amendment libary care . my home my place. around and underground most people do not have liberty im lucky to have it. it gives me freedom and i enjoy that i love it the right to do anything
Posted By breanna On 01.19.2012 @ 8:33 pm
couch
Soft pretty couch . different colors big small orange green blue orange purple tan red pink black
Posted By breanna On 09.22.2011 @ 6:44 am
poison
poison is beautiful. it does its job slowly, but it does its job. poison is suspense and reliability.
Posted By Breanna On 08.21.2011 @ 9:43 pm
poison is beautiful. it does it’s job slowly, but it does it’s job. poison is pressure. it’s suspense and reliability.
Posted By Breanna On 08.21.2011 @ 9:37 pm
manager
Managers are usually thought of as rude, arrogant people that would like to control the world. Did you know that McDonalds has, like, 10 mangers for every location? Therefore, it is highly unlikely that all of those people are terrible.
Posted By Breanna On 08.04.2011 @ 12:35 pm
lightning
its bright and scary and thunder happens after words and sometimes its really pretty. i like lightning although im scared of it. and im scared to take showers durring a storm haha
Posted By breanna On 07.26.2011 @ 12:52 am
sticks
They say sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt. That is probably the biggest lie ever told. When we are young, they shouldn’t try and sugar-coat everything. Why not just blatantly tell us that life is painful? Why not tell us that people will hurt us? Why not tell us that no matter how much sorrow and pain we go through, it will be worth it. Life is always worth it.
Posted By Breanna On 07.17.2011 @ 2:53 pm
Twilight had fallen, casting the lightest shimmer of light over the verdant land. Elizabeth found herself traveling to this place once more, a place that she had not been able to return to. Sticks, folded over one another to create a mysterious geometric figure, crunched beneath the heels of her shoes as she walked, her veins bleeding with purpose and determination. When she saw it, her chest tightened slightly. At last, she had come to this place.
Posted By Breanna On 07.17.2011 @ 1:07 pm
expecting
How can I ever expect him to do something out of the ordinary? Is it too much to ask for a little love? Everyone expects their signifcant other to be thoughtful. Maybe I’m just expecting too much.
Posted By Breanna On 07.09.2011 @ 8:27 pm
wade
He wades through the murky water, diving once more. Don’t panic, don’t worry, everything will be all right. He can’t see -there’s nothing to see- down below in the darkness between the inky tendrils of seaweed and the ghastly fish. He’s scared out of his damn mind and his lungs are screaming, but he can’t back out, can’t give up so soon. He’s so scared whatever pulled her under so suddenly is going to come for him.
But he has to wonder if it’s already too late.
Posted By Breanna On 06.29.2011 @ 12:18 pm
funeral
She walks into the room not knowing what to expect Silence overcomes the place a tear comes streaming down her delicate face the air is still as the room slowly falls ill succumbing to the emotions seeping from the orphan’s now malleable exterior because she is left with no superior
Posted By Breanna On 06.12.2011 @ 2:15 am
teacher
i had this incredible teacher in kindergarten. coulda been 1st grade. she was beautiful and she drank diet coke from the can without her lips ever touching the can itself. i thought it was the most graceful and feminine thing. I wanted to be her for a long time after i’d left her class, drinking diet coke and keeping perfectly red lipstick
Posted By breanna On 06.09.2011 @ 7:48 pm
backpack
Backpacks are an essential tool to a teenagers life. they carry our whole world inside one little package. Phones, ipods, books, pictures, locker combinations, everything we could ever need. upon losing such an item we may go insane trying to get it back. Destroying anything in our path just to get it back no matter what we need to do, we WILL get that backpack. Of course, many kids nowadays dont even put anything in their backpacks anymore.
Posted By Breanna On 06.02.2011 @ 1:44 am
mint
Mint. It was his smell. lieing there with him, after our first time, his smell was overpowering. Musky, but still, the ever present smell of mint. even now, when he is gone, i still smell the mint. it floats around me, almost as if he were here. it shows me I and never alone.
Posted By Breanna On 05.27.2011 @ 7:02 pm
eyeliner
The thick eyeliner was black as night against her pale skin. It environed her eyes like a mask. A mask to hide what she has become. No one would know. No one would ever know what happened to her.
Posted By Breanna On 05.06.2011 @ 2:45 pm
