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tea is what i hate but i drink it because i think i should. green tea tastes like grass water but i try to convince myself i’m drinking a latte or a margarita. it never seems to work and i never seem to feel any better. I’m only grossed out by the aftertaste.

Posted By K On 05.01.2009 @ 1:01 pm

shiny and fabulous always reminds me of this wod. Just pops when you hear it. There is something fun and stellar about it. Reflective and possessive just when you think it’s over it can come right back with a redo

Posted By k On 04.29.2009 @ 1:09 pm

glossy like lip gloss glossy like all those girls with mouths to die for Also new cars are glossy Alsoooooooo there arent that many things with a texture to be described as glossy in particular, well there is this laptop screen I suppose.

Posted By k On 04.29.2009 @ 9:15 am

I lo ve glossy paper. But what else beside paper can be glossy? I would love to have a glossy heart. But nobody could see it.What’s the point of glossyness if there is no one there to see it?

I give you my glossy heart

Posted By k On 04.28.2009 @ 8:08 pm

i want to waltz with you whoever you are I want to waltz with someone who means it I wish I could waltz I wish I would ever in my lifetime meet someone who knows how to waltz I feel like I wont I want to waltz with someone, anyone, feel that way look that graceful But but but but but waltzing is for classy people that do classy things and I want that waltz is a nice word

Posted By K On 04.27.2009 @ 9:44 pm

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Posted By K On 04.26.2009 @ 3:07 am

Recall elections. Recall reliability in dogs. Recalling past events… can be hard. Recall the past. Recalling someones name. Recall the answer. Recall the number.

Posted By k On 04.25.2009 @ 6:51 pm

Clinics can be kind of creepy sometimes. Especially health clinics, I don’t know about you, but all those diagrams of hearts kind of creep me out*shiver*.

Posted By k On 05.15.2009 @ 1:58 pm

though i always wanted to be an astronaut, travel the stars and reach the pinnacle of mankind, i found that it will be much more pleasing to my imagination to write bo

Posted By k On 05.14.2009 @ 8:05 pm

I think moodel but a model like Tyra who is always trying to teach girls how to pose on her shows. Unfortunately, I pay close attention to what she is saying and try to do the same things when my friends take pictures of me. It usually ends up looking stupid and posey. Is posey a word?

Posted By K On 05.12.2009 @ 7:13 pm

I stand outside on the balcony hearing the seagulls and the waves crash beneath their feet. I wish it were us, and i wish i were there to feel the ocean spray salt and humidity in my face as we feel our skin soaking in the rays

Posted By K On 05.11.2009 @ 9:07 pm

I’m taking charge of my life and my future and my wants and my needs. There is something beautiful about this but at the same time there is nothing more beautiful than letting go of it all and leaving it to chance…the way it should be.

Posted By K On 05.06.2009 @ 11:44 pm

Too many people get by in life these days with a loan. That’s why our country is is so much trouble. Even when you are nice enough to loan a friend sweater, or whatever…you often never get it back.

Posted By k On 12.31.2008 @ 10:41 am

Around and around and around and around. How many layers? He started one around his leg, it continued around the other leg. Then finished. But there was still more. A long one around his chest and his right arm. And more. Being a mummy was a nuisance.

Posted By K On 01.02.2009 @ 1:22 pm

bnadage me up because the woundsa re so deep that i don’t know if they can stop the bleeding lunless someone personally attends to me to suck them out to hold the blood with their mouth to keep me going by running my own blood through their veins through their system through teir soul. i want to be alone but i need tyou to keep me allive and i don’t underatnd why that is true because all it hink about are those nights where we turned and tossed together restlessly and now all that is left is the shape of you…this wound without bandage.

Posted By k On 01.02.2009 @ 3:54 am

I don’t want to remember you. Ever. I never ever want to remember you. You’re someone- something- I wish so hard had never ever happened to me, I wish I may I wish I might- forget you. Forever.

Just like you’ve forgotten me.

Posted By k On 01.31.2009 @ 3:57 pm

I am the middle child. With is comes alot of responsiblities. Like peace-maker, the smart student and usually the favorite. I dont thing Im any of those but the peace-maker. Expectations stink.

Posted By k On 01.27.2009 @ 3:51 pm

serenity. peace. tanquil. sublime. smoke one down…

Posted By K On 01.22.2009 @ 7:50 pm

the blood flows through my veins and I am alone. I miss you so much, it makes my heart hurt and the blood slow. it beats irregularly when you aren’t near. you. it’s all about you.

Posted By K On 01.13.2009 @ 8:12 pm

You are the favorite. You hold his attention in your fist, And I am only water in a sieve. You are his favorite, And it is only reasonable That I hate you forever.

Posted By k On 01.12.2009 @ 11:29 am

There is a finite amount of love in the world…

Posted By K On 01.09.2009 @ 2:46 pm

if only you could see me

lonely

one

reason

alone

if

tradeoff

you are with her but if ____ you were with me

Posted By k On 01.05.2009 @ 3:45 pm

*sigh* The colors in your eyes steal my breath. The strands of your hair, better than angels decnding from above. I’ll be your love

Posted By k On 12.18.2008 @ 9:05 am

she was gone.

i could tell the moment her small hands fell to her sides and the glazed-donut gaze came into her eyes. i might as well turn back, go home, leave her there, but she’d need me to tell her the little black purse in the window looked perfect with her, was cute beyond belief.

Posted By k On 04.02.2009 @ 11:57 am

Her purse hung in her closet, unused. The last time she had used it, he’d nearly fallen off the roller coaster on their first date. The time before that he’d swallowed glass, but had fortunately survived. This evening they were going to the zoo- she wouldn’t bring her purse with them tonight. She’ just put her wallet in her pocket this time.

Posted By K On 04.02.2009 @ 9:18 am

i dropped my purse on the sidewalk, grimacing at what flew out of it: a package of salami, some beef jerky, and a few day-old chicken McNuggets. nothing to see here, people. i’m pretty tired of people looking at me like i’m a crazed carnivore. these aren’t for me. they’re for the guy rat-holing in my basement.

Posted By k On 04.01.2009 @ 6:07 pm

The level sat on the wall, supported by a rough, calloused hand.

“Does this look even to you?”

“Does it really matter? Isn’t that why you have the level?”

“But I can’t read it. Honey come here and read it.”

She shook her head. Some handyman her husband was- this was his project.

Posted By K On 03.31.2009 @ 4:08 pm

i’m wearing a ton of bracelets. i made one in my friend’s room today. yeah. umm. bracelets. i’m really bored.

Posted By k On 03.30.2009 @ 7:52 pm

I was startled to find out that I was to be getting that kind of stuff with my prescription. I had heard of it before when talking to a dealer. Never had I been interested in anything of the sort! But when I learned of the pills I was going to get, I knew I could get a profit.

Posted By K On 03.14.2009 @ 5:29 am

I was under the impression that Johnny didn’t like me too much, but he liked me just enough to keep returning to our bus and sitting next to me. I, on the other had, would have preferred solitude, and the very obvious statements about me wanting him to leave still had no impact.

Posted By k On 03.10.2009 @ 5:58 pm