Entries By jess
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railroad
I die on a railroad. Get lost in its tracks.The car stops.No one can pass. We are all angry, the train passes and we head towards our destination.
Posted By jess On 07.03.2012 @ 12:30 pm
harness
I hadn’t gone riding since the accident. Every time I looked at Shayla, my heart sank into the pit of my stomach with the residue of the memory. I tried to push through it, and grabbed her harness.
Posted By jess On 07.03.2012 @ 12:51 am
saturday
It was the first time she opened her eyes, a Saturday. She could finally see all that had gone on, she finally saw him. The man that had stayed with her even when she couldn’t open her eyes. At first this made Saturday her favourite day. Soon it made Saturday her worst.
Posted By jess On 06.29.2012 @ 8:42 pm
Saturday. The day that so many people long for; the day of freedom. Why would you love Saturday, my friends? The day of no structure. The day of danger and change. The day where you never know what to expect from yourself or others. I hate Saturday.
Posted By jess On 06.29.2012 @ 8:37 pm
crust
The bread was nothing short of burnt. its crust, darl black with no sign of a lighter tint was staring me right in the face daunting me. practically showing off that i could not even one peuce of toast.
Posted By jess On 06.28.2012 @ 6:06 pm
The crust of the earth. In every group, there is always the crust. The outsiders, those so desperate to fit in, to be on the inside and protected. During the winter, even penguins have the crust, those who get burned and hurt by the elements, those who sacrifice themselves for the bettering of the rest.
Posted By jess On 06.28.2012 @ 2:05 pm
the crust of the earth. The small surface of what we see below, without the crust, this burnt outside, we would not be protected. Without the crust’s sacifice, we would not be as soft and perfect as we are. There is always the crust.
Posted By Jess On 06.28.2012 @ 1:54 pm
ew. i’m personally not a fan of this word as it brings to mind crusty old men and other assorted crustinesss, but there is also good crust. like krusty the clown and pie crust. the earth has a crust too.
Posted By Jess On 06.28.2012 @ 1:05 pm
distributor
hmm well I really am not sure what I should write about but I guess I write about the fact that I hear the word distributor all over the news and stufff. LIke china is the largest distributor of blah blah blah. Like we get it, chinaas great. But I personally feel that the US is just as great if not greater. we DOn t force out children to become little einsteins but the ones with pottential will eventually become ones. See china jsut forces their children to be smart… poor kids hav no social lives. Social lives are what makes us who we are. We learn from them. But any who back to the word distributor, such a lame word to write about so I think ill stop this now
Posted By Jess On 06.26.2012 @ 10:37 pm
minute
there is only sixty seconds in a minute and it only takes a few seconds to change someone’s life from good to bad, or bad to good. We never really think about minutes ‘a few minutes’ is nothing to us, we just throw the time away. But it IS time and time should be massively important to us; those few minutes are what make up an hour, a day, a week, a month and eventually a year. We should cherish those minutes because we’ll never know when they’ll run out. Someone’s expression from anger to a smile can take a minute, and, believe me, it’s a beautiful translation. Time can be gone in sixty seconds. What would you do if you had only a minute to live? Would you waste it away, like you do normally? Or make something happen? Change someone’s life…Helping someone with the smallest thing, might just make their day, week, etc. Even if it only makes them smile for a bit, it’s worth it, because they may not have smiled for a while.
Posted By Jess On 06.23.2012 @ 5:19 am
pits
pittsburg! yucko AMy Hoagland is moving there next year why would you evarr gross also pittsfield less icky not sure why though pits smell smell like armpits you should put on some deodorant hellla gross, um no sentences here. HaHAHA glitch I get to write for another 60 seconds lucky me! This isn’t writing this is the stream on consciousness of a teenager maes me feel like I have ADD or ADHD not sure which. Pits pits pits.
Posted By Jess On 06.19.2012 @ 12:27 pm
pour
pour me a glass of juice, no make that wine. rain pours wish it did when i was sleeping
Posted By Jess On 06.17.2012 @ 4:03 am
i like to pour spagghetti down the drain and onto my pet cactus harold you happy? have i said enough about this damn word yet?? …no? ….okay then.
Posted By jess On 06.17.2012 @ 2:49 am
cathedral
its a beautiful summer day and church bells are ringing i know this is the day id see my beautiful boyfriend become my husband. After all, we have been engaged for three years so i’m happy the day is finally here. i shall stand there in white and have the best moment of my life. The cathedral would be beautiful filled with light and happiness. It will prove to be the perfect place to say our vows! oh my they are calling me! wish me luck!…but i will not need it for john is a great guy..come see for yourself.
Posted By jess On 06.15.2012 @ 3:31 am
A dark and dingy place lined the streets in it, lived the dreaded nightingale. He was the one killing the children in their sleep. And I knew that I had to stop him. His dangerous game of luring the children with his music was smart. He was almost like a pied piper, but worse. The cathedral was the place to look. That is where I would find him
Posted By Jess On 06.14.2012 @ 4:47 pm
straw
The man awoke to scratchy feelings all over, and it was a little while before he reaised that these were inside rather than outside. He stumbled groggily to his feet in a field full of corn, and in the window of a passing car saw a picture of a field, a scarecrow standing in the center.
Posted By Jess On 06.14.2012 @ 1:46 am
The horse ran across the field. He was hungry…he ran into where his boy fed him. In the red barn he was once born. Ohh how the horse loved to eat. And as always he had his favorite; the crispy fresh straw. Right from the farmers own land. What a life to live where I eat my favorite things and get to run around freely all day, thought the horse.
Posted By Jess On 06.13.2012 @ 11:25 am
brief
short see lose long time-limit read hurry rush timely reef lies pantera lie wait rit quick
Posted By Jess On 06.12.2012 @ 3:34 pm
switching
There’s something about faucets: I can’t decide whether to turn it off with my left or right, my right or left. Ambidextrous, maybe? I don’t know. Maybe I could switch my switch beside the sink if I could put together one – I am that inventive!
Posted By Jess On 06.12.2012 @ 2:22 am
racket
I used to know how to play tennis, i think. the racket was always too heavy to hold so I gave up. then when i started dating my ex boyfriend (two years almost, the happiest i’ve ever been) he loved it, and made me come play with him. there were a ton of mosquitoes and we lost a ton of balls but I had a blast.
Posted By Jess On 06.10.2012 @ 9:43 pm
treaty
The treaty of hearts between two lovers. Love is the contract signed on each soul. One completing the other.
Posted By Jess On 06.05.2012 @ 11:27 pm
emptying
I just sat there and stared at the wall. I could feel the void that was part of me. All of my happiness that I had worked hard to collect was emptying into that void.
Posted By Jess On 06.04.2012 @ 7:41 pm
cap
It’s fancy and prancy and Andy’s gotta have one… Don’t call it a bonnet or you’ll have a problem. it’s not for all but those who do, are really quite dapper still.
Posted By Jess On 06.04.2012 @ 12:28 am
hassle
hard to try to reason with it. Never make up your mind. I don’t enoy it just as much as the next person. Its an ugly word. It should never ruin a person’s day. It would be great to rid it from the world. it’s a hassle.
Posted By jess On 05.31.2012 @ 7:48 pm
architecture
There are fundamental designs in architecture that can literally be mapped through philosophy and math. I have nothing but hear-say to back this up, however I feel I’m justified to say it because if you’re reading about architecture you already have a general understanding.
Posted By Jess On 05.29.2012 @ 9:42 pm
stunt
sometimes this is all it really feels like–you are masquerading as some poor invisible version of yourself and its only an appearance that fosters this stunt of confusion. it is all an incredible but purposeful act that somehow sustains the universe inside of you
Posted By Jess On 05.27.2012 @ 1:15 am
shorthand
For when I’m on the go, got places to go. My own language that no one else knows. decipher and unravel, the writing babble.
Posted By Jess On 05.09.2012 @ 10:06 am
poster
Tape it on my wall, whether car or lion or pretty girl. My favorite band or a funny saying, something to declare my interest!
Posted By Jess On 04.26.2012 @ 5:41 pm
sound
Sound is a manifest in ones brain a way to communicate with other to make the view of things all make sence, sound is pleasure and pain. Sound is not needed but preferred.
Posted By Jess On 04.21.2012 @ 1:43 pm
