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airstream
it keeps saying there’ll be different words at the top…. I keep getting airstream. am I doing something wrong? I dunno, but this is interesting. I don’t just write very often.
Posted By Emma On 05.17.2013 @ 5:23 pm
an airstream is not a very common phrase. It’s what an eagle uses to fly. They spread their wings, and it carries them. IKt’s really quite magical.
Posted By Emma On 05.17.2013 @ 5:21 pm
rocker
As my grandmother sat in her rocker and read to me bed time stories I never realized how precious this time was. How as an adult I would look back and remember all of these good times and miss her. I would miss our conversations and the walks that we took when I was just a child. The baking lessons and carrying the christmas decorations into the attic when she got older. All of the love and cookies that she showered on us grandkids and the way that she brought the whole family together. Love you Grandma and miss you.
Posted By Emma On 05.16.2013 @ 9:30 am
taboo
not to be seen or herad. Don’t do it. Disapproval. Noone likes it. It’s bad for you. Don’t do it! The stuff of R-rated. Don’t watch, say do, or think it. You’ll get in trouble. Leave it alone.
Posted By Emma On 05.14.2013 @ 11:20 am
celestial
In this celestial festival we call home, I study and admire your dome. I stole the neighbor’s garden gnome late one night just for you. What else could I do? You loved it. We painted it red and told the guests it was our tribute to Satan. We loved it.
Posted By Emma On 05.11.2013 @ 1:06 pm
loom
looming over head thats cool loom sounds like loon which is a bird in canada uhm we have a town in here called lunenberg a nd jennas little love brown guys lives there and hes hahs a horse that like kicks people and omfg he video taped it and i jSUt omfg his hrose actually kicked people and loom
Posted By emma On 05.10.2013 @ 10:23 pm
soap
Covered in soap, my body; her soul. I yearn for dirt on my hands as she tries to clean herself holy. But baby, love is dirty. Roll around in the mud with me.
Posted By Emma On 05.09.2013 @ 5:28 pm
credibility
Do i have credibility in what I talk about? What I preach? Does my life exemplify what i say and what I believe? I don’t shove it down other people’s throats, but I definitely let my beliefs be shown. Do my words mean anything if my life isn’t lived the way I talk?
Posted By Emma On 05.04.2013 @ 5:04 pm
dissolve
It all just dissolved away. All the stress, all the fear, the ever increasing heartbeat and the worry. As I stood there and looked into your eyes everything that I had been afraid of left. It left my inmost being and I knew I could count on you. I knew you would care and always be there. I knew it would all be okay. God as I looked into you eyes I finally felt your undying love truly for the first time. And I knew I would survive this.
Posted By Emma On 05.02.2013 @ 10:51 am
clasp
It’s when you grab on. You won’t let go. Nothing in this world will let you let go of this very, very important object. It’s nessecarry for you to have this object, to love it, and to know you have it.
Posted By Emma On 04.27.2013 @ 5:07 pm
bowling
Strike! Another strike goes down for the Anderson family team, securing the championship once again. The Thompson team leaves the alley, dejected. “It’s alright guys, we’ll beat them next year,” The dad says, even though he doesn’t believe it himself. Unlikely.
Posted By Emma On 04.26.2013 @ 8:32 am
café
The unmistakable smell of coffee hit like a wave as she walked into the cafe. The noises of the busy street were replaced with small talk and clinking cups. A place of warmth and welcoming that no one could appreciate as much as her. She found a seat by the window and as she sat, she unwrapped her scarf and removed her beanie. The coldness of winter forgotten as her mind became lost once again in her safe place.
Posted By emma On 04.22.2013 @ 11:56 pm
mumbling
As I mumble to myself I wonder if he notices. My hands wrapped around my books hugged to my chest. I’m always talking to myself across campus and then there he is. Oh no did he see, did he hear? I’m not all that weird. I just keep thinking out loud, or talking to God or going through lists in my head. Oh no did he see?
Posted By Emma On 04.16.2013 @ 4:21 pm
welfare
good attentive person behavior fairplay partage sharing loving social understanding
Posted By emma On 04.11.2013 @ 5:00 am
punished
Why am I being punished? I choose the hard major. I choose the one which can help people. I take the road less traveled. Now I’m in a library on a Sunday for the next 10 hours. I now know why its the road less traveled. Cause it sucks.
Posted By Emma On 04.07.2013 @ 11:41 am
flour
Flour is made by grinding grains. It is not good if you eat it like it is but if you make cakes, pizza dough, bread and other divine things with it, then it is DELICIOUS. It has a lot of carbs but who cares?!
Posted By Emma On 04.07.2013 @ 6:26 am
it can be white (bleached) or it can be whole flour so that it has not been refined. it contains a lot of carbohydrates and is good to make doughs, cakes and such. it does not taste like much if you eat it raw
Posted By emma On 04.07.2013 @ 6:21 am
I baked and baked. It was a crazy day but an important one. We had to have all the cakes done. Especially the wedding cake. It was going to be a beautiful day and it was my job to make the food what every bride has always wanted for the most important day of their life. Throw the rolls in the oven. Only four more hours.
Posted By Emma On 04.06.2013 @ 7:36 pm
vines
the vines wrapped around. It was beautiful. God’s country they called it, nothing could stop nature from reclaiming this long forgotten place. I wonder what family lived in that old stone cottage from so long ago. I wonder if they were happy. The joy which took place within that home, the love that was shared. The life that occurred. It is beautiful and the vines taking it over make it even more beautiful somehow.
Posted By Emma On 04.05.2013 @ 12:26 pm
fabricated
It was all fabricated. All of the evidence. But no one believed him. No one truly knew him and so they had no trouble believing this drifter had killed those small children and their mother. But he was just the scapegoat. No one would ever know that it was He who had done it all. It was He who had orchestrated the whole event.
Posted By Emma On 04.01.2013 @ 4:25 pm
destined
It may or must have been destiny. I was mostly gone but you captured the rest of me. Earnestly, patiently, you accepted and indulged in what was left of me. Reconstructing me, demolishing my disaster faster than my eyes could see. My question was “to be well, or not to be?” and you always had the answer. Fluidity. My eternity. My infinite dancer.
Posted By Emma On 03.26.2013 @ 10:19 pm
Maybe they weren’t meant to be after all. Maybe their downfall was always etched in the stars of the skies above. They never got the chance to find out, they never got to feel the joy of a reunion or the pain of separation.
Posted By Emma On 03.26.2013 @ 1:05 pm
listening
Listening to shiney glistening promises I speak but don’t keep. You nod without a peep and keep an understanding smile. I never meant to beguile you but I fear I’m prematurely senile, vile acts are born of kind intentions.
Posted By Emma On 03.24.2013 @ 12:43 pm
winged
a winged horse sprang into being at the peak of mount Everest. It flew off into the clouds and became Pegasus five times were its wings cut before it escaped it was never tamed and finally died at the hands of the gods, who resented its freedom
Posted By emma On 03.22.2013 @ 6:16 am
overt
what even is this word like introvert and extrovert except for youre over the top? like you need to dumb down these words geez
Posted By Emma On 03.15.2013 @ 7:03 pm
blasted
BLASTED THE FORM RIGHT OUT OF THE SKY. balsted the gun away from the bullet. blasted the rocket. blasted his emotions to the wall to create a masterpiece of emotion. blasted the music. blasted the test out of the water. focused on blasting what happened. a
Posted By Emma On 03.14.2013 @ 6:43 pm
director
Who’s the directer of my life? Is it my feelings, my mind og my surrondings. If there is
Posted By Emma On 03.12.2013 @ 4:22 pm
