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my childhood is lost forever and I will never get it back….

Posted By Erin On 06.02.2012 @ 12:16 pm

well since 8 mile is on tv i immediately think of eminem. that is probably the worst words anyone has ever said because hes disgusting hahah….i think hes a convict? or im a stereotype pusher

Posted By erin On 06.01.2012 @ 8:49 pm

my father is a convict and so is my mother they have lived their lives on the fast track running from the law and I can’t help but still love them.

Posted By Erin On 06.01.2012 @ 4:47 pm

You get up and go. Go downstairs and make breakfast. Go to work. Go to lunch with lame colleagues. Go back to work. Go home.

Demands. Constant demands. What the fuck. When does the hassle of life cease? When does the calm come? Is the storm over?

Wine. Hello wine.

Posted By Erin On 06.01.2012 @ 8:01 am

it’s all a big hassle isn’t it? going on in this world when you are down and everything is against you it makes it all a bit unbearable.

Posted By Erin On 05.31.2012 @ 5:40 pm

dream job. too bad it’s not reality. thanks life, and ambition. I could have written about killer koalas attacking anacondas in sub-saharan Africa. All the fiction. Reporting? No. Social commentary. But alas! Never to be. Real life is already a fiction, why not expand on it through the power of words and susceptibility of people? Prey on the ignorant through naive belief.

I am fox news.

Posted By Erin On 05.31.2012 @ 9:09 am

she wrote the woes of the world calling it her own her written word against those of the universe she gives away secrets the things we all hold most dear just to get ahead

Posted By Erin On 05.30.2012 @ 6:23 pm

i have a dilemma. I’m in love with my best friend but value our friendship too much to want to ruin it. I don’t know that me telling him my feelings would ruin it but i think the risk is scary. I want him more now than i ever have.

Posted By erin On 05.28.2012 @ 8:27 pm

The dilemma, the problem with her life was that nothing changed. Everything always stayed the same. The same people always walked by, with the same news, same groceries, same plans. The only thing that changed was the rising amount of gray hairs on peoples’ heads.

Posted By Erin On 05.28.2012 @ 1:59 pm

she was once a young girl, her life sprawled out infront of her like a river, many twists and turns along the way. She was once inchanted by the way the world worked, the magic that it held.

Posted By Erin On 05.27.2012 @ 5:18 pm

I wasn’t sure exactly how this would happen, but I was prepared to accept the consequences as they came. I was prepared to begin a new life and end the one I had been living all these years. I was prepared to transform.

Posted By Erin On 05.27.2012 @ 2:43 pm

the stage is set, the lights dim as the hum of the audience subsides. the red curtains are drawn away to reveal her, a statue in the mist of the mangled remains of those who have died to achieve the stunt.

Posted By Erin On 05.26.2012 @ 2:24 pm

A stunt will be the end of me, but if I play it to safe I’ll never live on the edge. And living on the edge is what makes people really live. A stunt will bring me to pain or success but either way, I’ve lived, so I won.

Posted By erin On 05.26.2012 @ 12:32 pm

I am a leader, a leader takes everyone around them and shows them the way to go, or the best way to go. It takes time to be a leader, to stand out. But being a follower isnt always bad either. You might not get your own way all the time or get your ideas across.

Posted By Erin On 05.25.2012 @ 8:11 pm

I could hear the ball approaching. It dove through the air like a nuclear missile, aimed with precision at a spot I could never reach, but I was already there. My tail a-wag, I felt the sweet joy of a well-caught retrieval in my future. Leaping from my hind legs, I lunged.

Posted By Erin On 05.24.2012 @ 12:29 pm

The dinner food was fitting for a place of such barren essentials. Just a trench of potatoes slopped on with the hope of filling your hunger. No nutrients, no health benefits. Some charred meat that was indistinguishable and looked bland.

Posted By Erin On 05.23.2012 @ 11:40 am

Lively, likes to socialize, active, bright, funny, wants to meet new people, connecting, friendly, makes friends easily. Easy to talk to. Participates in activities. Unafraid to stand out.

Posted By Erin On 05.09.2012 @ 11:22 am

Tasting is what you do when you eat or drink something. You can also have good or bad taste in something like clothes

Posted By Erin On 05.08.2012 @ 6:19 am

I nourish me. I nourish me by going to yoga, by taking long walks, by spending time with my family, my niece, my partner, my nephew, in nature, eating good quality foods, breathing deeply, running outside

Posted By erin On 04.13.2012 @ 10:59 am

This could be reffering to temperature, or temperment, or even anger. I am honestly not entirely sure! It’s quite cold where I’m from. and I’m not that angry of a person… but I sometimes I can hold a grudge. does that have anything to do with a temper?

Posted By Erin On 03.25.2012 @ 1:05 pm

life mountains nature chocolate paris grand canyon getting dressed up fancy babies

Posted By Erin On 03.24.2012 @ 12:22 pm

i gotta lotta junk in my trunk. you can hide a dead body in a trunk. a person once got killed in a trunk because he thought it’d be okay to ride in it, they were all drunk. when i think of trunk, i don’t think of pleasant. actually the idea of a trunk really scares me. despite knowing the story above, i let a friend of mine ride in a trunk, we were drunk. she didn’t die though.

Posted By erin On 03.22.2012 @ 11:23 pm

All was mended but not fixed. I mean the problem could be looked over but not resolved. I don’t think anything would ever be normal again. But that’s tragedy. It leaves things broken,. Always just patched. Not living, existing. There but not present.

Posted By erin On 03.21.2012 @ 9:39 pm

Society is fixed, it seems. There’s no way to change the morals and thoughts ingrained into generation after generation. It’s sad, really. Change should be embraced.

Posted By Erin On 03.21.2012 @ 8:03 pm

people think i need to be fixed. that im too loud or too opinionated. well screw them. i am who i am. i’m not some fool who changes for people. i am me. i am a child of the almighty GOD who was made a certain way for a purpose and a reason. i do NOT need to be fixed.

Posted By Erin On 03.21.2012 @ 6:57 pm

fixed width.

don’t use a fixed width for adaptive css.

WOW

that’s really boring.

Posted By erin On 03.21.2012 @ 1:46 pm

I see pattern in everything. Breathing, blinking, even walking. It’s like OCD. Sometimes people have to walk an even number of steps, or make sure the pressure used with each foot is equal. And other times it’s just going shopping and choosing a new dress. Patterns are everywhere, in everything. If only we take the time to look.

Posted By Erin On 03.15.2012 @ 9:42 pm

School projects. My assignment for history day was about helen keller…she did a lot in her life and wa really an amazing woman. Its too bad now that shes mostly mentioned in jokes. Demonstration also reminds me of criss angel MIND FREAK

Posted By Erin On 03.07.2012 @ 6:28 pm

A sword swung past him, and Drake ducked to avoid the weapon that would have decapitated him. He parried, bringing his sword up to meet the challenge.

“Drake!” called out Selena, “Hurry up!! The others already got through!”

“I’m coming!” he cried, simultaneously blocking and running.

“DRAKE!” screamed Gwen, her voice thick with concern. “RUN!”

Posted By Erin On 03.06.2012 @ 3:00 pm

I used to love the swing at recess. Me and my friends would compete to see who could go the highest. When we went at the same time we would yell silly things like “get out of my bathroom!” Now I look back and wonder where we even heard that. It was always so much fun to see who was most daring. We would see could jump from the highest point. We would then get in trouble with the teachers. The swing was a big part of my life back then.

Posted By erin On 03.06.2012 @ 2:57 pm