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Burning desire. Hope. The fire is slowly going out in me, and I need hope. Can not survive without it. Waiting forever. How long am I supposed to wait until I die? What is life, one long waiting game that I’ll never win, gotta make things happen

Posted By E On 05.05.2013 @ 1:29 pm

Attracted.

Posted By E On 04.13.2013 @ 7:18 pm

I have sixty seconds to write about cities but I have had no sleep and can’t. i live in a city though. Just a small one, bigger than my home town though, I’d like to live in a bigger one though. I’d like the feeling of being hugged by the whole city.

Posted By E On 03.18.2013 @ 12:43 am

Overt operation? Honestly, nothing comes to mind with this word. I mean it kind of reminds me of sneakiness witch reminds me of lying and or cheating, which brings about some feeling of contempt. Not that it’s personal or anything, I just generally can’t stand lies. Or maybe its not the lies, it’s the lack of truth. Or perhaps the lack of knowing. I hate not knowing the reasons behind things, and I really doubt anyone can really do anything without having reason behind doing it. Something just happened recently with me where someone who can completely fallen out of my life unexpectedly came back without explanation. It drove me crazy and I still don’t undestand what’s really even expected of me.

Posted By E On 03.15.2013 @ 8:50 pm

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Posted By E On 03.08.2013 @ 3:32 pm

Promises are about good integrity. They are extremely important, and should only be used by those who would never even think about breaking it. There

Posted By E On 01.08.2013 @ 3:46 pm

simple like helvetica neue, new shoes from walmart with the laces tied for you, simple minds and simple times

Posted By E On 12.05.2012 @ 5:56 pm

I walked along the river bed and found a small object stuck in the ground. Well I thought it was small in actuality is was a piece of a large boat that was sticking out of the sand. Little did I know that it was going to change my life.

Posted By E On 12.03.2012 @ 9:55 am

He whispered to himself everything He didn’t dare to say to her Like, “You’re beautiful, you’re perfect. I promise to never let you go.”

He whispered to himself everything She desperately needed to hear Like, “I love you, I need you. I want you more than anything.

He whispered to himself everything That she wished he would say, but didn’t. And with that, she slowly moved on And he stayed waiting for her to come around

Because of what he kept to himself.

Posted By E On 11.30.2012 @ 7:52 pm

I think often about my past, and things I regret. I regret many things, especially how I have treated other people and myself, but if it wasn’t the same, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Also, everything will be the past very shortly because the present is such a fleeting Idea that we can’t hold on to it and it becomes the past.

Posted By e On 11.28.2012 @ 6:20 pm

Okay that makes me think of a lion. It’s a very red word! All the letters are different shades of red. I like this word.

Posted By E On 11.09.2012 @ 3:37 pm

muscles do it for me as I heave upward. upward upward heave and blasting out of my deepest aneurism a nice long roar.

Posted By e On 11.09.2012 @ 2:23 pm

they think about themselves wonder how you are but never call i think about myself too. talk too much but never the less i call and ask how are you? they never hesitate to answer

Posted By e On 11.08.2012 @ 1:19 pm

Before we were infinite Before we could not die You and I were perfection And now we are nothing Whatever happened to before? Tell me please.

Posted By E On 09.24.2012 @ 5:33 pm

Before we were infinite Before we could not die You and I were perfection And now we are nothing Whatever happened to before?

Tell me please.

Posted By E On 09.24.2012 @ 5:22 pm

i am alive. not really. i don’t feel alive. i feel dead inside. i feel at an unease. i am alive but i am not really living. people don’t understand. they say be happy you are alive. i am alive. and that is the reason i am unhappy.

Posted By e On 09.16.2012 @ 1:46 pm

I seek approval in my work place everyday. When I am bringing people their food as fast as I can, the phone is ringing and I have hundreds of things to do, the kitchen calls “hands” for a plate to be delivered and I am embarking in another task I was told to do, when I am taking their order did I smile and make eye contact, will I get a tip, when customers walk in and analyze my appearance. When my boss tastes something I just made. I am on the eggshells of approval. I am on the eggshells of approval at home as well. Did I say the wrong thing? Did I give the wrong look? I am not doing enough. I do not measure up.

Posted By E On 08.12.2012 @ 4:10 am

I hate strechers. What a horrible concept. I feel uninspired. I was hoping for something more like “fish” or “figgy pudding” or at the very least something about crumpets. Apparently I am hungry, and boring. The sun has gone away. This still has nothing to do with stretchers, does it. I read a piece about stretch marks today. They are not like tiger stripes, apparently.

Posted By E On 07.19.2012 @ 6:59 am

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way…

Posted By E On 07.17.2012 @ 5:24 am

Socks. That’s what I think of. Those stupid, almost knee-high socks that I used to wear. I wonder who thought of those. I mean, they have these ugly stripes at the top in all sorts of horrid colors. Just awful.

Posted By E On 07.16.2012 @ 6:53 am

Auxiliary Propitiery Propriety You own me My other self Imbedded in you neediness Snuffing out by lovingness Taxing my resources Ending all romances

Posted By E On 07.15.2012 @ 2:10 am

Auxiliary makes me think of percussion instruments, the instruments I’ve played for a good chunk of my life. Triangle, tambourine, wood block… Those auxiliary instruments are the best ones!

Posted By E On 07.14.2012 @ 6:18 pm

Hey. You know what? You should really go on oneword.com. Yup, and when you get there, you should write. Yup. You should really do that. At least that’s just my opinion…

Posted By E On 07.10.2012 @ 2:45 pm

“Ow. Another one just hit the turbine. Ah, God and another one!” “These damn birds, man. They’ll never learn.” “Well, I’d rather pick up a lotta feathers than have to listen to Mrs. Feeney bitch about the noise they make.” “You gotta point.”

Posted By E On 07.09.2012 @ 5:19 pm

Yeehaw! Mah new overalls are just the thing for the this summer on th’ farm! I cin tell you… I’ll be a pickin’ them taters and whatnot like never before with these beauties!

Posted By E On 07.07.2012 @ 1:49 pm

He walked through the long room looking at the floor. None of the men knew him, but they gave him looks that said “I’ll get you. Just give me a few days.” Like everyone else, he had no reason to be here. He was innocent. They all were. It just wasn’t the type of innocence most people recognize.

Posted By E On 07.06.2012 @ 7:54 pm

Home. I wish I were home. I guess home is where you make it, but, sadly, I am here in Seoul, South Korea, all alone, working a job a really don’t care for, and wishing I were back in ol’ Virginia where my father and mother are (divorced).

Posted By E On 06.10.2012 @ 4:52 am

dilemmas are everywhere! dilemmas is a hard word to type sometimes not everyone actually knows what dilemma means that is a dilemma in itself the fact that I only have sixty seconds to write about dilemma is a dilemma I thin knelly wrote a song named dilemma

Posted By E On 05.28.2012 @ 3:20 pm

There is nothing here, no echoes, no noise — only the silence of white, cold and lonely and aching for something to bite into.

Posted By e On 04.21.2012 @ 11:16 pm

I am nothing.

I have not received above a 5

I am without love.

I am into the blak hole.

Who is more selfish than I?

Not christ wrote the book.

Not the boy, read the poor

Give your daughter away nickro caverns.

Posted By E On 03.20.2012 @ 12:47 pm