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Leading can be for fashion, for style, for science, for knowledge, for action, for religion. I think that I am comfortable leading. Being at the front of a crowd or a trend or an idea means that you can own that idea. It doesn’t matter if youre right, everyone will follow you anyway. It helps endurance if you’re right. You can find passion which can help you prevail and not lose sight of what you have lead others to do for so long. I want to lead. Not to achieve something great as one should, but simply because I love everyone looking to me for answers. Or just looking AT me. It doesn’t matter. Control is what I’m after really.

Posted By Haley On 05.26.2012 @ 1:37 am

the backspace is a key on my keyboard. on the mac it is officially known as the ‘delete’ button. in relationships it means, “i am going to backspace and delete you from my life now.” i don’t find backspaces particularly lovely in any context. Mhm.

Posted By Haley On 05.17.2012 @ 5:54 pm

romance, ah, how beautiful. imagine me speaking in that spongebob voice (i.e. “three hours later”) Yes. romance is between any two beings, humans or not, and is the wonderful bond of lust and emotion- perfectly fused and prepared on a platter.

Posted By Haley On 05.16.2012 @ 8:42 pm

Cars have engines, they can be two-stroke and four-stroke. tHE TWO STROKE ENGINES ARE MORE HIGH PITCHED AND THE FOUR STROKE ENGINES HAVE A LOWER DEEPER TONALITY. Engine help factories run and they are in cars, and appliances in the home. They produce electricity and other

Posted By Haley On 05.15.2012 @ 6:18 pm

The beautiful little creature crawled across my arm. He tickled and wiggled ‘Til I couldn’t take it anymore! He was the cutest little bug I ever did see. This little insect was looking at me!

Posted By Haley On 05.15.2012 @ 12:50 pm

The beautiful little creature crawled across my arm. He tickled and wiggled ‘Til I couldn’t take it anymore! He was the cutest little but I ever did see. This little insect was looking at me!

Posted By Haley On 05.14.2012 @ 12:30 pm

Just completely disregard what I just let out, I thought to myself. I really didn’t mean to tell you I loved you! I’m supposed to be over you…You’re with her, I’m with him…This can’t be real. Why do I still have these feelings for you? You treated me with complete disrespect. Disregard me and my words…

Posted By Haley On 05.13.2012 @ 4:10 pm

She was lending him her car for the weekend. He didn’t expect to find the old useless things lying all around. The empty bottles, used condoms, even a pair of old panties. He missed her. He knew he did. He couldn’t tell her though. He loved that car. Hell, he bought it for her. She was his, and he was gonna get her back one way or another.

Posted By Haley On 05.12.2012 @ 7:59 pm

The scorn was unbearable, and it wasn’t even directed at him. But he felt it. It filled the room and threatened to suffocate each and every one of them. But they stood silently, unable to speak or unwilling? No one was sure, but soon they would all die from the weight that crashed down on and threatened to take their last breaths.

Posted By Haley On 04.23.2012 @ 7:46 pm

The entree was anything but ordinary. Looking at the odd dish she couldn’t recognize what would soon be entering her mouth, but she only hoped the beautiful colors and intricate arrangement did it justice. With that, she bowed her head to pray, not only thanking God for this meal, but longing to find Him in everything.

Posted By Haley On 04.22.2012 @ 8:37 pm

There’s a silence to any sound. The room was filled with chatter, conversation bouncing past her ears as the music pumped through her core. But there was still silence, enough that he thoughts ran free and she left the space entirely.

Posted By Haley On 04.21.2012 @ 8:21 pm

Like a swan you took flight, but you wouldn’t return. As the imaginary white speck disappeared into the bright sky, blindness took my sight. I stared looking up until your footsteps faded and the car drove away. Darkness consumed as I crumbled into tears, a beautiful swan no more.

Posted By Haley On 04.20.2012 @ 5:40 pm

the soap residue in the sink that makes my mother crazy. residue. it’s her worst nightmare. she wakes up in the morning scouring the sink for the leftover toothpaste residue and anything else she can manage to find in her quest for perfection. it’s what starts fights between her, my dad, and i. it’s what makes her clean until her hands ache and she can no longer stand on her feet anymore. all that over one thing…reside.

Posted By haley On 03.23.2012 @ 9:08 pm

There was an old dusty drunk on the bedroom floor, a trunk he had seen many times, but never had the courage to pick up. Open. Explore. His curiosity could never get the best of him, after knowing how many years that it had been there, and what it’s contents may be, with the house being haunted since the 16th century.

Posted By Haley On 03.22.2012 @ 7:34 pm

pastel is many things, frm milky shade to a vivid jade pastel makes my toe nails not smell. pastel is far from hell it is right next to that motel

Posted By haley On 03.16.2012 @ 11:47 pm

Pattern. Patterns are everywhere. Math, reading, writing, science, you name it. Although math patterns suck. Always. I hate them. Writing is cool. Patterns in writing is like poems. They are works of art really grasping attention.

Posted By haley On 03.15.2012 @ 7:54 pm

i don’t even know what duration is…i….i don’t know. it reminds me of the word pause. I’m confused. duration. duration. duration

Posted By haley On 03.14.2012 @ 11:36 pm

duration this is one hell of a long duration waiting for everything to come together i cant believe what a duration of pain these shoes put my feet through, fuckin grace…fuckin sales, fuckin lace lol laced up nails are nice. what a duration of tme waiting for court, its super gay want it to be over with thank you gieko. pnuk is cute, i could spend a duration fo eternity with him…him and his pretty little lashs kindding but yeah jacobs latdder..could have gone a duration with out knowing felip has that done.

Posted By haley On 03.14.2012 @ 12:19 pm

petitions are a lot of work gathering everyone together to sign their name down to make something you want to happen reality sounds like life life is one big fucking petition need his approval for that and they need my right leg and left armpit hair sample to get anything done this day in age i remember one time when i was younger i tried to get a petition passed

Posted By haley On 03.13.2012 @ 11:48 pm

there is sometimes a belief that i have a great life. i believe it and i think others do too. i guess it used to be belief that i did not have as much to be thankful for but now i realize that there is no such thing as not having anything to be thankful for. if you are breathing you always have something good in your life. sometimes it’s as simple as having lemons to put in your water. i am so thankful for the people that cut the lemons, the people that delivered the lemons to the school, the people that loaded them onto the truck, the people that picked the lemons, the people that planted the lemons. i am thankful for my lemons.

Posted By Haley On 03.12.2012 @ 11:46 am

i would like to perform a demonstration evolving integrity, hard work, honor, and accomplishment of my goals, both personal and public. someday i want to have been a leading example, someone to be quotes, used in a demonstration of a citizen we can look up to.

Posted By haley On 03.07.2012 @ 7:22 pm

She started pouring liquids onto her desk, no one quite understood why. Then she stated, “Elements when heated turn fire a different color! Watch this demonstration!” She threw a match onto the desk and it burst into various colors and flames.

Posted By Haley On 03.07.2012 @ 12:35 pm

Wanna swing babe? Of course! I sat on the swing as my love pushed me gently back and forth, the cool breeze blowing in my face. I was cherishing every moment, Just sitting and swinging with my true love.

Posted By Haley On 03.06.2012 @ 11:05 pm

Professional, I need to be more professional. Professionalism is a great asset but not all the time. It is good because it can help you get where you need to go. But if you are professional all the time you’ll miss out on all of the fun things that unprofessional people do.

Posted By Haley On 03.05.2012 @ 4:00 pm

A small town moans on a Sunday morning as the day breaks. Julia strolls the streets alone, basket of lilies in hand. She doesn’t want to be there, but she is. She hates this town. But she loves her mom. Oh, mother. Why are you gone.

Posted By Haley On 03.05.2012 @ 10:20 am

i think of a city. the small one that i grew up in as a child. it’s lights are off and you can perfectly see the stars and the moon out, not like you can in the big cities now. everything looks so peaceful. it’s beautiful

Posted By Haley On 03.04.2012 @ 2:35 pm

gross, hot, wet, sports, high energy, running, working hard, pant, smelly, deodorant, salty, guys, girls, water, dehyrdated, sun, gym,

Posted By haley On 03.04.2012 @ 8:10 am

She took a roll of paper and began folding. She would crease on side perfectly and flip it back to create yet another fold. She had no intentions for this accordion-like paper, but she lost herself in the repetition.

Posted By Haley On 01.15.2012 @ 7:02 pm

The air was crisp as he took is first breath outside of the stuffy room. There had been too many emotions crammed into one space, and wintery outdoors was the only escape. The wind whipped across his face like a friendly slap to bring him back to reality. He walked away, taking a moment as he passed each house to think about its occupants, to think about anyone but himself.

Posted By Haley On 01.14.2012 @ 8:21 am

He added the hottest spices he could find and took a bite. He chewed slowly as though the longer he savored his meal the more flavor it would have. But it still tasted bland. Everything was bland, but trying to spice up his food was easier than trying to spice up his life.

Posted By Haley On 01.11.2012 @ 7:17 am