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i;m not really sure what destined means. i assume its like to with hold soemthing of an action? but yea i would destine myself from making myself look like a fool.

Posted By erika On 03.26.2013 @ 9:33 pm

i returned to school after the doctors. returned is past tense for return i returned the books to Mrs. Puma.

Posted By Erika On 03.08.2013 @ 5:51 am

This is weird. I was anticipating some bleeding to happen anytime before this month ends. Girls understand that, guys get engrossed. PMS symptoms. check.

Posted By erika On 02.27.2013 @ 8:12 am

When I think about being weathered I think of sort of how I feel about high school now that I’m a senior. The whole scene is weathered, like.. I don’t like most of the kids here, and I’m ready for the next step, the next chapter in my life. I don’t like doing “high school” things like go to dances or parties. I’m really ready for it to be over. I don’t know if that’s a bad thing or not though.

Posted By Erika On 02.21.2013 @ 12:05 am

Whether the weather be hot Whether the weather be cold You weather the weather Whatever the weather Mother Earth, You’ll survive We might not.

Posted By Erika On 02.20.2013 @ 2:20 pm

I was presented with a paper the second to last day of class. It wasn’t mine, but it somehow had my name on it. I don’t even remember writing it. I looked it over silently, trying not to let the perplexity I was feeling wiggle itself onto my facial expressions. This paper was not marred with red markings as they usually were.

Posted By Erika On 12.11.2012 @ 6:52 am

The queen will rise, the queen will fall. We all topple over and enjoy the fall.It’s dark and cold and kind of nice. No more reigning power and ice.

Posted By Erika On 11.29.2012 @ 5:59 pm

One time I received a great award. It was the Highest Academic Excellence award for all four years of middle school. There were two awards given: one to the most achieved girl and one to the most achieved boy. It was a great honor to receive. I felt so proud of myself and all the hard work I had put into my academic career in middle school. I still have the

Posted By erika On 11.20.2012 @ 4:23 pm

they play with themselves like toys like they’re worth something like a child could love them

but; a child can and will not love them only other narcissists can

Posted By erika On 11.09.2012 @ 8:32 am

there is space here. a glass with mass filled with the empty shadows of broken bottles we know how much appreciation was once infiltrated in our bodies now we are doors to openess with a thick odor of surrender I wonder how often does it take for one to realize how much the rooms never needed to be filled in the first place.

Posted By Erika On 10.09.2012 @ 11:05 am

I hadn’t been home in three days. How could they possibly claim i was the one who had told her? I hadn’t told her anything. I didn’t find out until last night, and thats why im home now.

Posted By Erika On 09.20.2012 @ 9:06 am

When people are claimed it just pisses me off. Like, who are you to CLAIM someone damn it? You don’t tear a fucking chain out of your hand and then strap it onto their souls do you? And plus, who the fuck CLAIMED that we nothing compared to money?

Posted By Erika On 09.19.2012 @ 3:40 pm

Together. That is one of the most important themes that you can discover within the books that we love. This togetherness may involve just two people or perhaps an ensemble. Together is completeness and keeps the story together. But this relationship is the most important factor in a book and often keeps us reading.

Posted By Erika On 09.17.2012 @ 12:33 pm

Together is all about being with one another. In the case of writing in a fantasy world, our characters will always be together. They are a team who will rely on one another in order to accomplish a mission. The most important part of a story is its characters, and that ensemble of characters is critical.

Posted By Erika On 09.17.2012 @ 12:21 pm

Use to be blind to the racism and hatred I received. Now not so much. It hurts thinking about it and thinking about all the people that I’ve hurt by picking up that horrible mindset.

Posted By Erika On 09.16.2012 @ 8:06 am

She stared at her reflection, the one she hadn’t seen in years. The blindness had taken over, keeping her from seeing the beauty of the world. 84 years she had seen the world, and now it was only darkness. Some would find solitude here, but she only hated seeing nothing. Her face was a mystery now. And she hated it.

Posted By Erika On 09.15.2012 @ 1:17 pm

Ive lived in bondage for so long that I dont know how to be myself anymore. I make all my decisions based on others opinions. How do I live for myself when I don’t know how to do anything on my own. When will I ever learn to just break free.

Posted By Erika On 09.10.2012 @ 8:04 pm

this will pass. how dreadful, and painful as it is, it will pass. there will be times when it seems to last forever, but it will fall apart, drift, and sink into the past

Posted By Erika On 08.19.2012 @ 10:13 pm

its not what you think it is, or what it should be…it is what you make of it. This time is fleeting, and it needs to be captured. Its utmost important to you, but invisible.

Posted By Erika On 08.19.2012 @ 10:08 pm

So I have this concept that if dinosaurs still existed we wouldn’t have to worry about as many wars. I mean, if we’re mad at someone we can just sent them our dinosaurs and be done. Once the dinosaurs fight it out, there’s nothing to worry about. We just need the best and strongest and smartest dinosaurs. Mwahaha

Posted By Erika On 08.12.2012 @ 11:53 am

candle. cup. beholder. eye of the beholder. beauty. perception. inspirations. beautiful. special. important. love. forgiveness happiness joy excitement safety

Posted By erika On 07.24.2012 @ 6:47 pm

ITS CREAMY YUMMY AND DECORATES CAKES… ITS COLOURFUL AND CREATIVE. U GET DIFFERENT TYPES OF ICING AND IT MAKES CAKES YUMMY. FONDANT IS THE BEST ICING FOR DECORATIVE CAKES. BUTTER ICING IS TASTY AND GOOD FOR

Posted By ERIKA On 07.23.2012 @ 7:48 am

The snow was white like icing on a cake. He skidded down the side of the mountain etching patterns onto the white landscape.

Posted By Erika On 07.23.2012 @ 3:21 am

His words overcame like a century of lost sound They fell down like droplets, each melting once they made contact with my thickened skin Dissipating into the air But his words refused to shift through the atmosphere

Posted By Erika On 07.18.2012 @ 6:49 am

The turbine from the car made a deep heavy sound, like the breathing of a robotic monster. The car heaved forward and was propelled down the cobbled street leaving behind only dust, a few bits of dislodged road and black charcoal smoke.

Posted By Erika On 07.10.2012 @ 5:34 am

umm airplanes!! I went on an airplane for the first time alot later than everyone else. we used to give my dad crap about that. I havent been on a plane since so i dont know what else.

Posted By erika On 07.09.2012 @ 9:37 pm

Science for me is a questionable topic.. . I’m inning space. Science space.. Speaking of space I saw a picture of a man in a spacesuit standing on a beach in what seemed like a different planet. I’m guessing he was a scientist.

Posted By Erika On 07.06.2012 @ 8:00 am

i take the railroad every couple of months. my mom pays for it with money she barrows from the credit union. my mom barrows lots of money. she is ripping us off and one day we will not have a beautiful home or cars or anything. because the its will take al of our money. anyway the way i get to my mom is by the railroad.

Posted By erika On 07.03.2012 @ 6:52 pm

When you get the chills, it’s usually when you’re scared or along the lines of that. Some sort of uncomfortable emotion; ie. fear, nervousness, embarassment. You know that whole jist. But I love the chills that I get when I listen to music

Posted By Erika On 06.30.2012 @ 1:16 pm

crust of bread is a thing. i got buried in my own crust. i wanted another life. it was unreal. i wanted to see the sun and not be afraid of the burn. i wanted to live again.

Posted By erika On 06.28.2012 @ 8:36 pm