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The was a signed contract sitting on the desk. It had all of he details sorted out. This such and such would happen if that such and such did “that”. All in all, it was a meaningless propistion that was fueled by optimism and greed.

Posted By Chris On 05.18.2013 @ 11:49 pm

when i was a rocker back in the civil war i just sat on a front porcg n people would sit n fart on my face i was made from the rarest wo0od on earth

Posted By chris On 05.15.2013 @ 9:31 pm

It’s all quite taboo, me and you.

Posted By Chris On 05.14.2013 @ 11:49 am

Celestial, the being who nobody knows is even there. Some men have called him god; many names have been given. He is the one who sees all, he knows about your diary, he knows about the bone the dog buried in the backyard. He knows you liketranny porn. He knows about doodle and butts, but what?

Posted By chris On 05.12.2013 @ 8:24 am

When we used to shower together, our bodies in its natural state, it was the happiest moment of my life. There were no shenanigans…just two people getting clean. You would grab my cucumber soap and lather yourself. When we got out, and we were dried, and I would sit in your v-neck that went down to my thighs and you would sit in your Calvin Klein underwear. We would lay on the couch, facing the huge window. The feeling of being twenty-four stories up was enthrilling. We would watch the Chicago traffic below, people who were heartbroken or who were in love like us…I would lay my head in the nook of your neck, smelling the scent of cucumber soap on your skin.

Posted By Chris On 05.10.2013 @ 10:12 am

Everyone has a story. But how your story ends…that’s up to you. There are so many things that tie in to your “story” but what do you want to happen… I want to graduate college. I want to fall in love with someone… and be loved back. I want to lay in a medow with the Summer flowers and bring my ink pen to the sky, writing the words of my life onto the fluffy clouds. I want to determine my story…my story. When I die, and when you turn the last page, I want you to remember my story. I want my story to glow with the moonlight. I want to live on forever, never having a real “end” to my story…

Posted By Chris On 05.07.2013 @ 10:17 am

The adventures we go on now become the stories we laugh at later. We will cherish the memories forever and never forget them. 14 days until my summer really starts and I can’t wait for you to come home.

Posted By Chris On 05.06.2013 @ 8:12 pm

I wish I could break down my body to the very last cell of my being. I would abandon my electricty, my indoor plumping, and my fridge for a chance at living on my own. Just me, my axe, and my gun. I would grow, or kill, my food. I want to simply, live as man was intended to…Without help, without influence…Simple.

Posted By Chris On 05.09.2013 @ 10:57 am

The timeline of our relationship is a bit fragmented, separated by a distance we can’t control. But that doesn’t mean the timeline isn’t filled with memories. So many adventures and stories we will never forget. The distance may make it harder but will never stop us.

Posted By Chris On 05.02.2013 @ 9:21 pm

I didn’t know what would happen next. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. Should I do it? What if she says no? But I had to ask, had to see if she was the right one for me. From that moment, I couldn’t have imagined what would ensue. The past year has been the best and the memories, unforgettable.

Posted By Chris On 05.01.2013 @ 5:41 pm

I know I shouldn’t feel this way, shouldn’t be so jealous or threatened. My heart feels one thing but my head thinks otherwise. When did my faith in people turn into distrust? Hope into anger? I reached for a reason, willing to clasp to anything. But all I got was air.

Posted By Chris On 04.27.2013 @ 5:35 pm

I clasp at straws, reach for answers. Waiting for the end of the wait, the countdown. Being home is no better because no matter what, I’m always here and she’s there.

Posted By Chris On 04.27.2013 @ 11:30 am

I didn’t know what was about to happen. I was trying to look into the future, trying to figure out what to do next. But I had no clue that you already won. You had my heart and I had already fallen for you. Before I even knew it, checkmate. You had me then and ever since.

Posted By Chris On 04.23.2013 @ 6:37 pm

You know all those romantic and cheesy movies where the couple meets up at a cafe? I want to do that for you. I want to surprise you in Pittsburgh while you’re in line at Starbucks. Maybe next year? <3

Posted By Chris On 04.22.2013 @ 9:30 pm

We took the metro to New York City, excited for our trip and the adventures ahead. We didn’t know what we’d do and how the day would go but it didn’t matter. We knew we’d have fun. The memories we made are everlasting and the moments together I’ll cherish forever.

Posted By Chris On 04.18.2013 @ 8:56 pm

Whenever you mumble and I ask you to repeat it, the first thing you say is “Oh, it’s nothing.” Then I pester you until you tell me what you said, even though you blush and get embarrassed. We tell each other everything and I love that about us. <3

Posted By Chris On 04.16.2013 @ 7:49 pm

To me, we were mutually attracted to one another like magnetic poles. We had moments where were pushed away like in sophomore year, but in the end, we were pulled together by fate. The distance acts as a major push in our relationship, so I can’t wait for the inevitable to happen- to have a major pull in return… to be pulled back together, but for forever and ever <3

Posted By Chris On 04.13.2013 @ 5:32 pm

Branch off. To start something new. Explore new places. Do the things you’ve always wanted to, but there still remains a question. Will you, or are you too afraid?

Posted By Chris On 04.12.2013 @ 5:03 pm

I feel like I’m in a trench with only one path to take. Get me out of here. I want to live an exciting life filled with adventures and true like a never-ending honeymoon. So please, grab me by my hands and pull me out to explore the world above with you.

Posted By Chris On 04.08.2013 @ 3:40 pm

The child decided that he would run away. Never would he return to his home. He packed his teddy bear and a snack in a plastic shopping bag and headed for the unknown. He made sure the door slammed loudly on his way out. He took each step heavily and was sure to rustle as many branches as he could between the stoop and the street. When he got there, the cars whizzing fast at such unbelievable speed made him stop. From the window, half hidden by a curtain, his mother’s heart pounded. She didn’t go out to stop him. She wanted to run out the door, grab his arm and yank him back. Something held her glued to the spot. In thirty seconds, just as she could not longer stand it, he turned and waled back to the house, head down, tears glistening.

Posted By Chris On 04.07.2013 @ 8:21 pm

What am I being punished for? What have I done wrong? I am stuck in my cell waiting for this countdown to be no more. I want to see her beautiful face, for it has been so long. And as I am here serving my time, I feel so blessed that she will always be mine <3

Posted By Chris On 04.07.2013 @ 8:03 pm

What am I being punished for? What have I done wrong? I am stuck in my cell waiting for this countdown to be no more. I want to see her beautiful face, for it has been so long. And as I am here serving my time, I feel so blessed that she will always be mine.

Posted By Chris On 04.07.2013 @ 7:59 pm

Add flour and mix. What an easy instruction in the recipe, even I can’t mess that up. I did. I left lumps and made a mess and realized I’m not meant to bake. But I couldn’t complain because she was there to fix my mistakes, make sure it worked out. She makes me a better person and is all I ever need in life. 3 more years I must wait. But its a wait more than worth making.

Posted By Chris On 04.06.2013 @ 2:07 pm

I think about the future we might have. The mornings with a bagel and coffee in hand. You smiling and looking at me as I struggle to get ready for the day. I dream about a time when we’re together and the only distance that separates us is caused by our arms as we hold hands. That day will come I’m sure. Until then, I’ll keep dreaming about this dream as my dream come true dreams a similar dream. 500 miles away. I love you.

Posted By Chris On 04.03.2013 @ 11:02 pm

I think about the future we might have. The mornings with a bagel and coffee in hand. You smiling and looking at me as I struggle to get ready for the day. I dream about a time when we’re together and the only distance that separates us causes by our arms as we hold hands. That day will come I’m sure. Until then, I’ll keep dreaming about this dream as my dream come true dreams the same dream. I love you.

Posted By Chris On 04.03.2013 @ 10:58 pm

A smudge can be tiny and insignificant – like the smallest grammatical mistake. What is interesting about this is that even the most insignificant smudge can be extremely unpleasant. The same can be said for a grammar error. It can lead to massive problems.

Posted By Chris On 04.03.2013 @ 8:03 am

Fear is like a plague. You don’t see it coming but when it hits you, it devastates you. You don’t know how to get rid of it. You feel helpless, sick, and unsure of what to do. But one must conquer that fear or else the plague will persist. Only one thing will cure my fear, my worry. But its 500 miles away.

I love you <3

Posted By Chris On 03.30.2013 @ 11:26 am

I think about wheatabix. That awesome cereal which keeps you going throughout the day. I do realise that I’ve probably spelt wheatabix wrongly, but hey, I never really spell it. I just eat it.

Posted By Chris On 03.29.2013 @ 3:17 pm

We say we met first day of school freshman year but I’m sure our lives have crossed earlier. Maybe at the mall or at the fields playing sports. Neither of us knowing what would happen in the future or how our lives would intertwine. After the past four years, we’ve grown so close and discovered the many similarities that have connected us. And now as I sit here at my college desk thinking about you, I remember all the coincidences that we’ve had and the many adventures we still go on. I believe in destiny. I believe that things happen for a reason. I believe the distance that separates is a part of our fate. But most of all, I believe we are destined to be together. Then, now, and forever.

Posted By Chris On 03.26.2013 @ 7:00 pm

listening is a hard thing to do sometimes. you just sit there and take it all in, when in reality all you can think about is what you are going to say next. what are you going to say next? do you even listen to what you tell yourself? next time you’re thinking of what you’re going to do rather than listen, just remember that you have to listen to yourself as much as you listen to anyone.

Posted By Chris On 03.24.2013 @ 11:40 am