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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Don’t see him? Don’t talk to him? How was this supposed to be any better than what was happening right now? If anything, it would be worse. Much, much worse. Despite what my head and everyone else was saying, I decided to listen to my heart.

Posted By Kayla On 10.15.2011 @ 9:57 pm

irons iron things out. they make curly things straight and wrinkly things smooth and sleek. why can’t we do that with our lives? why can’t there be some kind of mechanism which permits the straightening out of our lives – which soothes our worries and exhibit feelings of warmth and tenderness? we need this.

Posted By kayla On 10.09.2011 @ 5:49 pm

Iron i don’t know much about you. I know that you’re in my blood but that’s aboutit.

Posted By Kayla On 10.09.2011 @ 2:54 pm

Iron is good for your body, people take iron pills. Cassandra on Nerdzrl takes iron pills. Iron is a metal on the periodic table of elements. Its symbol is Fe. I don’t remember what its charge and stuff is but it has two. I don’t remember what’s that called either. Something to do with multi?

Posted By Kayla On 10.09.2011 @ 2:29 pm

You have been warned. You’ve asked me, and I promised to deliver. Make no mistake, this is a solicitation for murder. You need to watch your back, your step, your mouth. Watch yourself. You have been warned.

Posted By Kayla On 10.05.2011 @ 5:31 pm

I have a warning, a warning for you, “Beware of the secrets, hidden in darkness, Beware of the fear in you, in your allies and in your enemies.” You have been warned.

Posted By Kayla On 10.05.2011 @ 3:25 pm

I suppose you would say it hurt me in a way, in more of a way that you could explain. I suppose the world wasn’t ending, it was just beginning. I suppose years from now, I can look back on this and say it gave me the strength to go on, the strength to perceiver.

Posted By Kayla On 10.03.2011 @ 2:13 pm

The edge is where I belong, where I’ve always been. Home. The thin line between sane and insane. I’ve been straddling it for too long. I think about jumping, what a relief. But just then someone pulls me over.

Posted By Kayla On 10.03.2011 @ 3:52 am

On the edge. Abrupt. Straightforward. Looking down, getting dizzy. Look up, feel lost. So far, so high. Sharp, straight. Never

Posted By Kayla On 10.03.2011 @ 3:42 am

half. this is so much less than a whole. i mean, one person is good. but half of a couple? no, thats not good. you want the whole. a couple with only one person is lonely. its boring. its sad. every one is looking to be whole. youre born whole, but you slowly become half of what you really could be. there is that one person out there who will make you whole, and not just a half.

Posted By Kayla On 09.29.2011 @ 5:35 pm

The evidence is overwhelming. I obviously love you. To me, you’re simply incredible, even if no one else thinks so. But there’s too little evidence to prove to the jury that you love me back. I need a break. Let’s rest this case until another time.

Posted By Kayla On 09.26.2011 @ 3:36 pm

I stared down at the evidence on the floor. My mind connecting it all, and now i know who the criminal mind behind this is.

Posted By Kayla On 09.26.2011 @ 2:17 pm

im pressed for time, im almost late. i cant drive fast enough. it is the worst feeling in the whole world. s o im pressing other people. and then theyre pressed and im stressed and theyre stressed and ive created all these bad feelings. its hprrible to think i have that kind of power.

Posted By kayla On 09.26.2011 @ 9:57 am

You’ve convinced me to stay. I think I’m in love with you, but what do I know? I’m still young. Your charms and kisses never fail to captivate me. You’ve brought me into new things that I’ve never quite experienced. I’m cheating on him to be with you. I hope you don’t convince me that this is a mistake. Just kiss me again and tell me it’s not.

Posted By Kayla On 09.24.2011 @ 8:47 am

You’ve convinced me to stay. I think I’m in love with you, but what do I know? I’m still young. Your charms and kisses never fail to captivate me. You’ve brought me into new things that I’ve never quite experienced. I’m cheating on him to be with you. I hope you don’t convince me that this is a mistake.

Posted By Kayla On 09.24.2011 @ 8:45 am

Ever since I was little, my family has had the same couch. It’s green with yellow and red stripes. It has a big tear, and we’ve had to cover in up with a blanket for years. Recently, I moved out of that house, and now it’s really weird not sitting on that couch. It was very comforting as I grew up/

Posted By Kayla On 09.21.2011 @ 9:53 pm

Sometimes, I lay on my couch and look at the ceiling. I just think. I space out. It’s very relaxing.

Posted By Kayla On 09.21.2011 @ 9:46 pm

The couch is the epicenter of all lazy activities. Absolutely nothing can be achieved from just laying on a couch, which is sometime all that people want to do. However, the couch is a metaphor for all of our missed opportunities and failures. Don’t get caught just sitting on a couch.

Posted By Kayla On 09.21.2011 @ 12:34 pm

Celebrate is truly my favorite word. Every song on my iPod is a celebration in itself. In truth, every song is a celebration. Of a belief, of a triumph, or of getting over a failure. It is important to celebrate almost everything in our lives.

Posted By Kayla On 09.20.2011 @ 4:00 am

My concern for him never stops. His loss, the way he hides his feelings, its impossible to gauge what he really thinks. His stony demeanor at the funeral led me to think he was fine, but one look at him as I walked away let me know that he has demons to fight. I just wish he would face them.

Posted By Kayla On 09.18.2011 @ 11:15 am

A shootout between me and my insecurities. I have the most unreliable gun one could find, rusty, and growing hot enough to burn me when I shoot it, while they are fully loaded with a machine gun big enough to bring down any army that I could have brought in two minutes. Two shots and I’m dead. I have no chance of winning.

Posted By Kayla On 09.18.2011 @ 9:20 am

A shootout can mean a lot of things. A lot of people could lose their lives due to one person’s anger, intoxication, or just plain stupidity. Mexican shootouts are the tensest of the sort. Bands of people, stuck in deadlock. A shootout is quite possibly one of the scariest things a person could go through.

Posted By Kayla On 09.17.2011 @ 6:43 pm

My pouches are filled with desires and umbrellas and everything from blue jeans to lemonade. Pouches have to match your shoes. Pouches have been one of the most important inventions of all time, and also one of the most fashionable. The latest addition is the juice pouch.

Posted By Kayla On 09.16.2011 @ 7:14 pm

I’m sick of seeing this stupid word. They should have more than one word a day. Than, then, they’re their, there, effect, affect, how do people not know the difference? They should be poked with sticks. ooh, more time!! let us type randomly…. keep smilingC: zombies do NOT HAVE RIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted By Kayla On 09.14.2011 @ 9:16 am

Destruction all around me. Faces lost in devastation. Feeling helpless. Can I rid of the destruction surrounding me?

Posted By Kayla On 08.26.2011 @ 2:14 pm

Force. Can you not try to force others to be the same as you? Forcing someone to do something… what a horrible CRIME!?

Posted By Kayla On 08.25.2011 @ 2:17 pm

Umbrella. You protect me from the rain, and the pain, of the storm called life. Umbrella.

Posted By Kayla On 08.24.2011 @ 6:11 pm

under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, under my umberella. you had my heart, and we’ll never be worlds apart, maybe in magazines, but you’ll still be my star. these fancy things can never come in between, you are my entity, here for infinity. You can run into my arms, that’s okay don’t be alarmed, come into me, there’s no distance in between our love. Gonna let the rain pour, all be all you need and more because now that it’s raining more then ever, told you we’d be here forever.

Posted By kayla On 08.24.2011 @ 12:17 pm

i once saw a purple umbrella in a battered old wooden stand i wanted much to take it but i knew it was wrong. i learned then how much temptation can affect the human mind.

Posted By Kayla On 08.24.2011 @ 12:04 pm

Slowly sinking into oblivion, I am drowning in my own mind. Thoughts, dreams, and worries overwhelm me, suffocating my spirit under their power. My mind is me, all of me. I no longer exist as a person, but as a spirit. I am flying and sinking at the same time. My mind soars, leaving my body behind, feeling suffocated and liberated all at once.

Posted By Kayla On 08.22.2011 @ 7:47 pm