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Posted By ky On 06.13.2012 @ 11:39 am

hhhhhhhhiu

I like to play and draw and dance and i like puppies, kittens are great yeah they are swell.

Posted By ky On 09.20.2011 @ 1:04 pm

Her feet were above the ground, and yet she wasn’t falling. She was just there, and it was a glorious moment of freedom. Hovering above the ground, she skated off towards the tree, and then her feet touched down, ending the moment.

Posted By Ky On 09.11.2011 @ 5:26 pm

It was a terrible time to be alive. People were dying with little or no explanation. The disease would overtake them with ease, but there were no visible symptoms. Borders closed everywhere, trying to contain it, but it wasn’t working. Nothing could save any lives, and it was too late.

Posted By Ky On 07.12.2011 @ 10:20 pm

I love brads. They seem so sweet and elegant. Braids are the best. They happen to be one of my favorite things. I love the simplicity of the design of it. Everything seems to come together when you involve a braid. Who doesn’t love braids? Losers, that’s who. Anyways, braids are my favorite hairstyle. They go with basically everything! A trashy outfit can instantly be classy with a braid, most of the time at least.

Posted By Ky On 07.01.2011 @ 2:15 pm

Getting the wrath of someone’s anger is terrible. Especially when you have nothing to do with the person’s emotions, but you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. And it goes both ways, that person always ends up feeling bad for lashing out.

Posted By Ky On 05.21.2011 @ 9:58 pm

My nana and papa have a trailer. It normally just sits in their driveway which my mom calls a parking lot sometimes. Usually though, they only use the trailer when we go to Montauk. Even though when we do go, us kids aren’t allowed in the trailer… at all.

Posted By Ky On 04.26.2011 @ 2:34 pm

You puzzle me. Honestly, I just want to know what goes on in your mind! Sometimes I feel like I know what you’re going to do, or say, but most of the time… I’m clueless. I just want to access your pure mind, pure conscious.

Posted By Ky On 04.25.2011 @ 12:09 am

the one night when you played for me and sang and i realized what was more important to you and what was important to me that it wasn’t you and i knew i had to leave i wasn’t ready to give you my heart

so i will need to find somebody else.

Posted By ky On 04.18.2011 @ 11:05 pm

You’ve got a big ego. A really big ego. I love your big ego. :)

Posted By ky On 04.01.2011 @ 7:17 pm

he wanted to let her go, but he just couldn’t. they had been together for so long. it was almost as if she was a part of him now. there was only one thing left to do. he was going to take her life, along with his own. it was the only way out and the only way to let go.

Posted By ky On 03.18.2011 @ 12:00 pm

click click click click click click WHY THE HELL would you sit at the back of the room and wear heels to a final exam, then finish the exam early, forget your pencil, walk back and forth ANNOYING EVERYONE.. Wow.

Posted By ky On 03.15.2011 @ 7:30 pm

in the winter she wept under crystal skies leaves swept away with diminishing light cold and grey but not lost just trying to find what is real.

Posted By ky On 03.14.2011 @ 5:11 pm

from her hand it was held in the dark a faint shimmer from the singing stars above a slip from her fingers and a fall to the floor in her eyes I saw what had to be magic.

Posted By ky On 03.13.2011 @ 9:45 pm

My life and my love 1000 miles away. You don’t need to be here anyways. It’s a thought not a clutch that I attach myself to. Don’t correct me when I say it’s something else because, the truth is, I really do need you.. but it’s not what I need. It is..

Posted By ky On 03.12.2011 @ 9:44 pm

I can always feel you in my hair, tangle. I know you’re there, laughing at me, threatening to ruin my day. Good for you that I have a solution.

I’m just going to leave you there. That’s right- leaving you there. Not even going to say a word about you. Not going to think about you, agonize over you, or anything else. While I often stride for perfection with my hair, I know that I have someone who doesn’t care about the way it looks. That knot in my hair? No big deal for him.

So I’ll deal with it, too. That’s the least I can do.

… Or maybe I’ll just brush you out tomorrow. Baby steps, tangle. Baby steps.

Posted By Ky On 02.18.2011 @ 10:54 am

a certain word. Choose it wisely. It can change everything. Whether it’s an “oh” a “Well” or an “if” it can change everything. You can make someone’s day or shatter their world. Choose it wisely. I can’t stress it enough.

Posted By ky On 11.12.2010 @ 12:14 am

Revolt. To revolt is to simply revolt. To rebel. I think of the french revolution when I hear revolt. Jules revolted against Jonas, by running the first time, then the second time by testifying. Now she is revolting by defying him even though she was captured by him.

Posted By Ky On 06.20.2010 @ 9:32 am

i’m tired. i’m spilling out everywhere. i want to get out of here.

Posted By ky On 01.02.2009 @ 7:56 am

I have bever really felt like I belong, I feel as though I am kind of just here, along for the ride. I dont have any one person that I feel completely comfortable telling everything to. I am not up on the lastest fashions, I am not skinny, I am not beautiful, I am not super smart, I am just me, and I dont feel like I belong.

Posted By Ky On 12.14.2008 @ 1:09 pm

although i have been here before i don’t think this is where i belong

Posted By ky On 12.13.2008 @ 10:24 pm

things change. i miss them when they’re gone.

Posted By ky On 01.21.2009 @ 8:50 pm

give life, don’t take it away! beauty, magic, love, dance; one and the same. free love, golden light, and the freedom of movement.

life is a gift.

Posted By ky On 01.19.2009 @ 7:15 pm

The unusual thing about the veins that ran about his hand were they pulsed with each time he swallowed. I wasn’t sure if that meant he was dehydrated or anemic… either way it was certain his condition was abnormal.

Posted By ky On 01.13.2009 @ 8:03 pm

she runs thick through me; like an oil I can’t seem to cleanse. as I go on her presence lingers within me. i can’t escape from what she made me become.

will I ever rinse clear?

Posted By ky On 01.13.2009 @ 6:14 pm

oh, the possibilities are endless. we are not limited, we are not finite. love is endless and we are endless and we can be free if only we could find the path of love and not hate, forgiveness and not anger.

let go of your grudges and your greed. be free!

Posted By ky On 01.09.2009 @ 6:45 am

lock me up and throw away the key, baby.

Posted By ky On 12.15.2008 @ 8:12 pm

i wouldn’t call it a subway since the locals dubbed it a metro, but either way it was underground. i liked the urbanness of it, so it was a perfect place when it came for us to take a picture. the background was tiled and the lighting was suprisingly great. and when we got onto the train itself i was suprised that he sat next to me.

Posted By ky On 03.26.2009 @ 2:28 pm

i wouldn’t call it a subway since the locals dubbed it a metro, but either way it was underground. i liked the urbanness of it, so it was a perfect place when it came for us to take a picture. the background was tiled and the lighting was suprisingly great. and when we got onto the train itself i was suprised that he sat next to me.

Posted By ky On 03.26.2009 @ 2:28 pm

stocked. scrolled. old.

Posted By ky On 03.18.2009 @ 11:15 pm