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thinking about my future – maybe I’ll lease an apartment or a car? hopefully not a car because I want to be in the city. an apartment in the city! I could live in New York on my own…doesn’t seem possible, right? that couldn’t be MY life…

Posted By Ella On 07.13.2010 @ 8:44 pm

I used to collect fossils. Million of trilobites, dinosaur bone, shells. One day, I went into my office and threw it all away. it isn’t worth anything anymore.

Posted By Ella On 06.28.2010 @ 10:39 am

You lie. I try to post stuff on your website, all I can get is this word. you keep emailing me crap, i cant login!!!!! Please help me.

Posted By Ella On 06.27.2010 @ 3:55 pm

My family has liars, my friends lie, my teachers lie, my poiliticains lie, I lie. Everybody is a LIAR. So true.

Posted By Ella On 06.27.2010 @ 3:46 pm

Blackness is cut through with perfect brilliance.

Posted By Ella On 06.04.2010 @ 3:56 am

pillars are tall, and tend to be white. there are pillars in front of the white house. they make the white house famous. there are white pillars in front of the middle school near my house. at christmas time they wrap them in red ribbon to look like candy canes.

Posted By Ella On 05.26.2010 @ 8:57 pm

fireflies. are of life. Energy to this world. The children play and catch them all night and day. keeping them in there little chars for when the boggy man comes out to creep.I say no way to wit these fireflies of mine,Im not scared of you boggy man. Fireflies are life. and they are a part of that childhood of mine.

Posted By Ella On 04.30.2010 @ 8:22 pm

We sat on the porch, and, as we were contemplating our predicament, I realized that the myriad fireflies were the key to our escape from the darkness. I ran inside and grabbed a jar.

Posted By ella On 04.30.2010 @ 7:22 pm

the end of all things. there is nothing any of us can do. terminable. not infinite. the world. every life. the term of a person.

Posted By ella On 01.08.2009 @ 7:03 pm

Scarfs are a horrible accessory for a neck. They just look ugly. There is no cool way to wear a scarf. They are one of those accesories that your mother puts you in and you take off when you get to school. Geeks where scarfs. I dont. I’m not a geek. :D

Posted By Ella On 07.17.2008 @ 8:10 am

the check was a million billon. i checked and it was. it just was. i don’t know why. Now idea. Absolutely no idea. It could be anything

Posted By Ella On 09.23.2009 @ 12:15 pm

Penny picked up the dime her grandmother left her and headed upstairs. She knew she’d seen it somewhere: The coin with the misprinted icon. Suddenly picking it up from a plethora of junk during her move to New York unexpectedly brought back countless memories of her childhood in New Jersey.

Posted By Ella On 09.17.2009 @ 5:47 am

She told him he loved him. He didn’t believe her when she said it. Or so it seemed; he didn’t say much after that. The rest of the visit was awkward. She hasn’t seen him since, but she still loves him. She meant it.

Posted By ella On 01.04.2009 @ 5:05 am

held. close. far. figurative, literal. Held to comfort, give protection and peace. Protection and restraint. trapped. suffocated. When someone holds you which do you feel? Any, all?

Posted By Ella On 11.22.2008 @ 7:31 am

carolina suffocates me as she wont let me talk to her. and, she is also a skank.

Posted By Ella On 06.17.2009 @ 10:35 am

I’m sitting in an armchair and all of a sudden i start crying. Why? Because there’s something heavy about the air. The humidity is suffocating me. It’s so fucking hot, and the tea is mildly cold. The air is not moving, and teh ox=ygen is drying thin.

Posted By ella On 06.17.2009 @ 10:35 am

the two things i thought about were drinking and jail bars. it’s funny because those two are usually related. when people get drunk at a bar, they do something stupid that gets them in jail. people should be smart and drink in the privacy of their own home.

Posted By ella On 08.23.2009 @ 5:57 pm

her tone was icy. her eyes fixed and glaring. he turned slowy, defeated. she watched him leave with the slightest of smiles etched on her perfect face.

Posted By ella On 07.31.2009 @ 3:20 pm

Infants are strange new things that come into this world unaware. They must have someone do all and care for them for a while. they would not live without this care. They bring so much joy.

Posted By Ella On 07.28.2009 @ 8:20 am

of all the words in the world to come up ‘classic’ has to be it? I dunno. I kind of think ‘classic’ is a pretty stupid word. Over-used maybe. Like, when people say they have ‘classic’ style. What they mean is unoriginal. They just won’t fess up to it.

Posted By ella On 03.05.2009 @ 9:07 am

evidence. there is no remaining evidence, sir. i don’t know why you think i’ve done something i haven’t. why don’t you come here to see, there is so evidence to assure you that i’ve done anything

Posted By ella On 10.02.2008 @ 5:55 pm

there was a lovely wildflower sitting in the corner staring in the mirrror. wondering why she wasn’t as wonderful or pretty as the others. what had gone wrong with her? what made her different?

Posted By ella On 09.12.2008 @ 6:34 am

Run … something I dont do. I love the idea of getting out of bed in the morning and just going for a ‘run’ but I have not got the energy. But something I’m gonna work on :) We’ll see….

Posted By Ella On 07.12.2008 @ 7:54 am

fast wind in america we dont have it here and that’s a good thing cause it’s scary. i don’t really what the difference between this and a tornado is. which one is with the eye of the storm, maybe both? hurricane is the one with the women’s names.

Posted By ella On 07.06.2008 @ 10:52 am

An American spelled version of favour – simplified spelling? Looks awful and unnatural to Brits.

Posted By Ella On 07.02.2008 @ 3:20 am

I like shiny illegal powders that do things to your mind

Posted By ella On 01.14.2010 @ 8:10 am

She contemplated the unique flavor of this fruit. Would it be quite so sweet, had it come from someone other than that amazing man? Perhaps it would have been far more bitter if her mother had sent her a bushel.

Posted By Ella On 01.07.2010 @ 8:26 pm

A stack of papers looks much like any other stack of papers, but what differs is the soul of the paper. Some paper contains the labors of a person, or many many hours of their life. Some paper is blank, containing only limitless possibilities.

Posted By Ella On 12.31.2009 @ 7:34 pm

My set of keychains reflect who I am. In a way, what is there is intentional, showing what I like, what I’ve done, who I wish to become. Whimsical and Pragmatic.

Posted By Ella On 03.16.2010 @ 12:58 pm

it is pretty awesome. It has beads and lots of colors on it. It generally makes a lot of noise because i keep it loose in my ourse or pocket. I have little attachments from when i was in high school plays/. They are great memories.

Posted By Ella On 03.15.2010 @ 6:24 pm