Entries By gin
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end
The end of the world is coming. It will only take five minutest but the world is going to end and everyone will die. No one will live and you will be the first to go. I can’t understand why the world is going to end.
Posted By gin On 01.14.2013 @ 10:55 am
props
props are things that i think are very useful for pictures or for work. I use to use a lot of props for work when i worked at serra bowl as a party hostess. THe kids in the my parties thought it was very fun to have and i thought it made their experience during their birthday parties more memorable.
Posted By gin On 07.27.2012 @ 12:53 pm
turbine
The thought of a turbine reminds me of a power plant, filled with running engines and electric gears. All formed to develop one functioning system. That system probably runs another bigger system.
Posted By Gin On 07.09.2012 @ 11:09 pm
hassle
it clicks when it whirls, it drips whens its half done, you have to fold it at the end and the only sweet token from this dastardly deed is the feeling of warm cotton linen, smelling of fresh spring pine, sweeping arcoss your cool flesh, a moment of heaven washing over the senses and making you melt with satisfaction.
Posted By gin On 05.31.2012 @ 3:16 pm
generator
The wind howled mournfully, snow and ice hung from the wires strung loosely from pole to pole; darkness had settled in. In a heartbeat, even more so: the grid went down… and all went silent inside our four walls. Briefly. With a sure, steady hand the Hermit set the switch for the generator and in unison, all lights, fridge, and digital clocks blinked on. All was well again; security, warmth, light.
Posted By gin On 02.29.2012 @ 6:20 am
outlet
I was playing with the Bobby pin, twirling it idly in my fingers as I sat on the rough carpet, my seven year old brain running in the random, secret directions that a Childs brain does. For no reason, I was struck with the impulse to stick the pin into a nearby outlet. As I tentatively poked it into the hole, into that outlet that always reminded me so much of a small, surprised face, I was hit with a small jolt of electricity, and all thought was driven from my mind at the shock of the sudden sensation.
Posted By gin On 02.22.2011 @ 12:50 am
none
nothing, no and no one. what do you say about nothing? clean, white, awaiting new surprises.
Posted By gin On 08.03.2010 @ 12:30 am
beach
sand, skies, the tide i wrote about just a couple of days ago. seagulls staring out over the ocean blankly, looking as though they are contemplating the meaning of it all. warmth.
Posted By gin On 06.24.2010 @ 9:28 pm
tide
The tide lapped gently against her feet, cold pools forming in the sandy crevices surrounding her ankles. She listened to the slow, subtle crash and felt the quiet engulf her.
Posted By gin On 06.22.2010 @ 11:16 pm
princess
vain, beauty, spoiled rotten, sometimes the name of dogs, occassionally members of the media, always female Disney characters. Perfection, outrage, jealousy, frustration, and perhaps illusion, false hopes, spoiled, broken dreams, lives, something no one can ever truly be, broken dreams, anger
Posted By Gin On 01.25.2009 @ 2:44 pm
path
she took the path that she wanted, like all of us. We say we dont want it, but we dont really mean it because deep down we’re all self loathing little children that dont know or dont acknowledge what is best for them. There are insecurities, untruths, little habits that make us so vulnerable but yet are so imperceptible. And its all what we want. What we choose.
Posted By Gin On 10.23.2008 @ 11:30 am
garden path it would be really nice to take a walk right now and look at the sky and all the flowers and be relaxed. Also maybe get some spiritual enlightenment. All good fairy tales start with little girls going down a forest path…
Posted By Gin On 10.22.2008 @ 2:17 pm
