Entries By flirtybirdie
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deadbolt
trailer
trailer. park. hill-billys with chipped teeth and ripped clothes.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.26.2011 @ 1:56 pm
intersection
crossing. meeting. hitting. slamming. perfect 4 grids. right angles. sharpness. accidents.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.25.2011 @ 6:32 pm
puzzled
styrofoam
she stood beside the fence, clutching onto her cup of hot chocolate, watching the events pass by. the starting gun, heavy breathin, pained faces, the clicking of a stop watch. she bit off little bits of the styrofoam and swayed side to side to keep warm.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.23.2011 @ 6:31 am
foreign
exchange students. I’ve been so lazy with these “creative” writings lately. foreign. new, different, lonely. Blehhh.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.22.2011 @ 8:21 am
gadget
just like robots, uh God i hate all these mechanical, scientific words. Ew, they make me cringe and just… ehhhhh. I don’t even want to write about them, they’re just so ugly.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.21.2011 @ 3:39 am
robot
I hate them. All the metal and the…. robotic voices. Ugh. Hate them. Simple as that. I remember iRobot, tha was before the iPods and iPhones. I also remember that funny movie I watched with Nick on his birthday. I went potty twice. It was dumb. Stupid robots.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.20.2011 @ 3:29 am
acoustic
Acoustic. My favorite. All those old rock ballads. Ahhh. The sound of raging, screaming guitars is great, but when an acoustic song is sung everything is just….. there. Quiet. Tranquil. Crooning voices and plucking twangs. Perfect.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.19.2011 @ 3:36 am
whiskey
Beer. Hah. Whiskey? What does it even taste like? Does it burn your throat? Send you into drunken sillyness? Is it bitter, or strong? What color is it? Why is it always associated with cowboys and rowdy Southern men? Whiskey. Mystery.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.18.2011 @ 3:43 am
luxurious
That chair. The one in the dn. It’s got leather from some animal, im not sure which. that chair my grandpa used to sit in. now i sit there. during football games i sit there with a glass of ice cold soda. when its snowing outside i sit there with a book and feel teh warmth of the fireplace. my fuzzy socks slide on the leather. i held a baby there once. and sit on people’s laps. that chair is so luxurious.
Posted By flirtybirdie On 04.17.2011 @ 5:28 am
