Entries By cassandra
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metro
The metro had been abandoned decades ago. Suburb upon suburb had succumbed to the onslaught of the disease. Now dead bodies piled around the slumbering zombies, dormant until more food wandered, unsuspectingly, into the abandoned metro. A hundred square miles of desolation and patience.
Posted By Cassandra On 04.19.2013 @ 8:56 am
vines
The vines curled up, up, up over the towers and the walls of the city that had once been great. They pulled down the great marble blocks and grew without hesitation or consideration. Bacchus could be seen in the shadows, drinking and grinning at the unfettered growth and destruction of chaos and time. Nothing was more true.
Posted By Cassandra On 04.06.2013 @ 7:58 am
fabricated
It’s fake. All of it. I thought I was a real person. I feel, I eat, I breathe. But I’m not real. That’s what they tell me. I’m sorry, honey, it was an experiment. Please forgive us. They don’t know what it’s like, being me. I’m not human. Neither are they.
Posted By Cassandra On 04.01.2013 @ 1:17 pm
sweep
She hated sweeping. Her chores were a bother, especially considering it wasn’t a cute little cottage to clean, it was a mansion. She suspected that Mrs. Moll knew she was having an affair with her husband, but Allison didn’t like to think that way. She was innocent until proven guilty.
Posted By Cassandra On 01.17.2013 @ 10:00 am
sure
Sure, I like it here. It isn’t a bad place to be. But it isn’t my favourite place in the world either. There’s a significant lack of tree houses and beaches and quite here for me to be truly happy. It’s not that I hate the noise. I just don’t prefer it. I just want to be alone.
Posted By Cassandra On 12.31.2012 @ 10:06 am
ground
Ground. It’s beneath us. All the time. Never are we off the ground. (Unless you’re on an aircraft of some sort.) How is someone groundED? What makes them so? By the simple fact that we stand on earth, we are all grounded. Yet some people are considered more “grounded” than others. Are their feet more firmly planted on the ground? Are they nearer to the floor? What is it? And who decided on these ridiculous definitions for this simple word?
Posted By Cassandra On 11.05.2012 @ 11:36 am
use
What is use? Does it refer to something that is useful? Something that is useless? Use is a word that we USE every day. We throw it around. Are you using this? Are you using that? Use has lost its own use. In fact, we don’t nearly use use the way we should probably use use. After all, I may use a pencil. But am I truly using it? Am I simply holding it? Am I jotting words with it? Am I writing a novel-length masterpiece? Who judges the uses of use? How can you use a person?
Posted By Cassandra On 11.05.2012 @ 11:34 am
walls
Not even can Walls keep us apart, they see everything, and they know much more than anyone thinks. No matter the distance, or the reasons. Just like Walls, we stand tall without breaking down.
Posted By cassandra On 10.04.2012 @ 7:40 pm
before
I met you, I was happy. I had the whole world at my fingertips. You made me vulnerable, weak. You made me hate myself because I couldn’t make you love me. You lied, cheated and now I am broken and alone trying to build the life I had from ashes.
Posted By Cassandra On 09.24.2012 @ 2:15 pm
despite
Despite everything that has happened, and everything I’ve endured. When i found you it was not all that clear, until i realized you were put in my path for a reason. Despite everything i that made me feel insecure, and all the doubts i once had. You made all that change, even if it did take time to think straight. They say that god will put that one special person in front of you until you finally realize how important they are, and you have been there for quite sometime.
Posted By cassandra On 09.18.2012 @ 4:38 pm
together
always and forever, i can see us Together. you make me complete, and i couldn’t have asked for anyone better. we have something special and i can feel how true this is. you were a lucky accident, the unexpectedness of us falling for each other. Together, it sounds perfect. Just me and you, i hope this is what I’ve been waiting for. Because your really something important to me, and I’ve never felt this way for someone before. That’s what Love apparently is supposed to feel like, wanting to be Together is all i have ever dreamed of.
Posted By cassandra On 09.17.2012 @ 4:39 pm
alive
I feel Alive when i’m with you, there isn’t anything we can’t do. my smile widens, butterflies begin to fly around my stomach. the feeling of you holding me, wishing that this moment will never end. wanting to stay with you forever, alone in love. You make me feel alive, and i couldn’t have asked for anyone better. my heart throbs at the thought of you being gone, but it beats so fast to a point where i can’t breath.
Posted By cassandra On 09.16.2012 @ 3:50 pm
I am alive. I breathe, I walk, I speak. I love being alive. People say life is short but living is the longest thing you’ll ever do.
Posted By Cassandra On 09.16.2012 @ 12:53 pm
asthma
make it hard for me to breath, take my breath away. as soon as i smile or begin to laugh, my breath is taken away. stolen and hard to get back, but never the less there is no turning back. You are my asthma and i hate that you hurt me, but not in the way that could make me worry.
Posted By cassandra On 09.13.2012 @ 6:46 pm
substances
Abuse drugs crackheads. I think of how people abuse their lives alcohol, designer drugs rehab. Theraby no cure. Lost lives death. Children. Doctors
Posted By cassandra On 08.09.2012 @ 1:58 am
fuses
spark, light the night cooking dinner, and it stops hunting around to find the one, in the dark like life, in the dark, it only i could buy a fuse at the hardware store and plug it into my life box
Posted By cassandra On 07.23.2012 @ 11:33 am
distributor
Your mouth moves differently for each part. None of them being the same. the meaning does not hold the same quality to the pronunciation. Plain simple meaning although the meaning can be important to few. Dis trib u tor all sections meaning something else that have nothing to do with the whole meaning. well, yes probably but not to me. we place different meanings to words. they are underlined with feeling or lack of. one word meaning many all different to us all. this is a giving word.
Posted By cassandra On 06.26.2012 @ 7:36 pm
brief
A moment, fleeting in its entirety but painful in its depth, lies beneath the surface of your eyes like a cloud overtaking a deep blue starry sky. Hold me close.
Posted By Cassandra On 06.12.2012 @ 2:51 pm
convict
Being chased around the bend by cloaked figures, living in a hovel underneath the metro, he operates in secret, dealing and receiving what no one needs.
Posted By Cassandra On 06.01.2012 @ 6:28 pm
leading
Leading, following, parade, circus, hope, end, anew, giving, trying, succeeding, failing, grace, power, you, me, us, them, we are all leading one another, while we feel we are following. We are inspiration for one another, while feeling we are being inspired by them.
Posted By Cassandra On 05.26.2012 @ 2:16 am
leading me to the coldness of your heart, the darkness of your soul and making me prisoner of the love that was once ours, but now those are just memories and it is all in the past so i guess im going to have say goodbye to what i have held on to for so long.
Posted By cassandra On 05.25.2012 @ 1:59 pm
retrieve
someday you will be mine again, i gave you my heart knowing that i was taking a risk but i knew it felt right, i will one day retrieve the love i gave to you and you will be mine again. i see you walk through the halls, we say “hi” and no matter how much i try no to care that your with someone else, i still feel what i felt the first time we were together. you don’t seem to notice how i feel, and you assume that i have moved on after so many years but really i am still here where you left me. i will retrieve what was once ours, what meant so much to me and to this day i still don’t regret saying “i love you” to you, because honestly i have never meant it before, and i haven’t since then.
Posted By cassandra On 05.24.2012 @ 4:24 pm
backspace
I can’t touch the backspace. I’m unable because I don’t have time and my tutor is breathing down my neck. I can feel her break along my neck and it smells of burned synthetic tobacco and overly sweet perfume. I have to type faster. I have to hack faster, correct, or I don’t get dinner tonight, she’ll make sure of that.
Posted By Cassandra On 05.18.2012 @ 11:10 am
poster
large informative ads attraction colorful big print sales school work stores serious outreaching audeience printed picture reproduction announcement messages amazing crazy affective
Posted By Cassandra On 04.27.2012 @ 10:44 am
puddle
Nothing like running in the rain, and splashing as it pours. Kissing in the cold water, while all the puddles form. Making you smile for no apparent reason, but yet spring is not my favorite season.
Posted By cassandra On 04.10.2012 @ 3:38 pm
exquisite
nice. french fancy pancy things that i can’t have because im not good enough for them good tasting; sounds (in the begining) like excercise weird anyway i dont think there is much more to say. someone who is good looking good at something in particualr
Posted By cassandra On 03.24.2012 @ 2:51 pm
pageant
Girls star in these starting at a young age. They get dolled up and parade themselves on stage so that people can judge them based on their looks and their ability to make them selves pretty using prosthetics.
Posted By cassandra On 03.20.2012 @ 5:28 am
pattern
A pattern can be seen in math, in art, in songs; in essence, patterns are everywhere. Things cannot be made without a pattern. Things cannot exist without patterns. A pattern can be repetitive numbers in a problem, repetitive symbols or meanings in paintings and other artwork, or repetitive notes or melody in a piece of music.
Posted By Cassandra On 03.15.2012 @ 6:58 pm
lantern
Lantern reminds me of camping and being outside. Sitting on a porch on a balmy summer’s night, watching fireflies and taking in the sounds of nature settling in for a sleep. Lanterns remind me of summer camp that I never went to. Lanterns remind me of rust and things being weathered.
Posted By Cassandra On 03.01.2012 @ 2:29 pm
