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The air smelled fresh, like right after a spring shower, which was unusual since it was summer and there was not rain. I had to wonder what kind of emissions would cause this seemingly nice, but ultimately dangerous, phenomenon. Amazing, I thought, as I watch people mill around like nothing was a awry.Posted By Jeanne On 10.10.2012 @ 1:48 pm
the walls are bare and need something, I think. But what? It’s worse than an empty page. So much possibility. So much space to fill. Can I do it? Am I up to the challenge? Can I swing this one again?
Of course, you ninny. Only you stop yourself. Only you question your greatness. Only you see the empty half of the glass.
I know but how can I change?
Take a step. See the wall and its possibilities. See the playground before you. Simply See!Posted By Jeanne On 10.04.2012 @ 6:46 pm
light fuses with electricity as my heart fuses with yours souls fuse together when in love and eyes fuse to gory scenes as if they were watching a horror movie and loving every nasty detail fuses allow us to power dreams thoughts wishes and shape dreams in their wake i fuse you with a smoldering glance as you leave me gasping for air with your smile fusion occurs only when two of anything meld together like some giant amorphous one celled organism let that be us as our emotionfuses with our intellect perfect fusion of heart mind body and soul as we sleep tonight and wait until morningPosted By Jeanne On 07.23.2012 @ 9:04 pm
We had a swing set when we were kids that my folks bought from the the room school I went to for 4 years after it closed. It was huge, with cement blocks to hold the feet so it wouldn’t fall over. We spent many many hours on those swings. It even moved when we did when I was in 6th grade.Posted By Jeanne On 03.07.2012 @ 8:36 am
An example of love is seeing two kids sharing an ice cream, careless and happy. it’s a guy telling a girl that she’s the most beautiful girl on earth, and he means it from the bottom of his heart. it’s a friend who stands up for his or her friend, whenever and whatever happens.Posted By Jeanne On 03.05.2011 @ 7:28 pm
an example of love is when a guy sees a girl as the most beautiful, the most sexy, the most perfect, the most lovely girl in the whole wide world. for example, when a guy tells a girl that she’s “good”, he doesn’t really love, he’s just into her and wants to.. well, you know. when he tells her she’s “beautiful”, he MUST mean it and be absolutely and totally sure of it. unless he’s not sincere, he shouldn’t make her believe she’s the one for he’s the one for her.Posted By jeanne On 03.05.2011 @ 7:20 pm
I would love to be inside a dark room. This is where all of my thinking is done and it allows me to be happy and myself and not have to worry about how other people think of me. Sometimes I know this is the safest place and I want to be there, but sometimes its bad for me because I will cry when nothing is wrong.Posted By Jeanne On 02.02.2011 @ 7:12 pm
I tried, but I have nothing. Absolutely nothing that would give you any pleasure at all. I’d give you my heart if I thought that was what you wanted, but I’ve learned that it really isn’t. I’d offer you an apple, or a slice of cheese, or a newly-turned autumn leaf, if that would bring a smile to your face.Posted By Jeanne On 12.25.2008 @ 5:14 pm
I live in this place with the wet trees and damp house. A habitat not pleasing to some and yet a dream come true for me.. The feel of the damp against my skin… wet ..moist… refreshing. For some the drown of it is overwhelming .. for me I hunger for the wonder of.. I dive deep..Posted By jeanne On 08.25.2009 @ 5:27 am