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I signed up for the upcoming race. I didn’t realize what I was getting in to, but it didn’t matter. The race matters not quite as much as the preperation. I now had something to prepare for. It is the process that counts; not the summit.

Posted By Logan On 05.18.2013 @ 7:08 pm

Sweet tasting.Beer is used recreationally and socially with friends. Beer is a substance that is used to hide from emotions and deal with stress.

Posted By logan On 05.07.2013 @ 3:43 pm

It is odd to think that the sounds coming out of your mouth ans my mouth can represent thoughts. It is equally surprising to me that it doesn’t really matter at all.

Posted By Logan On 01.27.2013 @ 3:00 am

Obligations to be fulfilled life to live live love. There exists nothing else henceforth be free of fear for there is nothing else to embrace

Posted By Logan On 01.08.2013 @ 9:05 pm

The anchor man sat, his eyes tired from sleepless nights. Everyday the same idea. He’d sit in-front of the camera and appear on the screen. No one likes the anchor man, yet everyone watches him.

Posted By Logan On 12.08.2012 @ 8:49 pm

I was so late for work, I forgot to turn the oven off. I didn’t realize until I was halfway on the road and I get a call from my neighbor saying my kitchen was on fire. My precious flowers and dishes were ruined. The wreckage was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was a terrible nightmare filled with tense phone calls, bills, and scolding. But, the only difference is, I wouldn’t wake up from this nightmare– not yet.

Posted By Logan On 11.22.2012 @ 8:39 pm

THE PLACE I WOKE UP THIS MORNING, NEXT TO THE ONE I HAD BEEN DREAMING ABOUT FOR YEARS. IT HAD FINALLY HAPPENED, ONE NIGHT AND ALL MY DREAMS CAME TRUE. WHAT DO I DO NOW I WONDERED AS I LOOKED AT HER FACE AND SAW THE MORNING DEW GLISTENING IN THE SUNLIGHT. HAPPINESS.

Posted By Logan On 11.06.2012 @ 11:18 am

When I die, I don’t want to be buried,. I dont want to have tons of dirt on toop of me, wioth worms crawling over my body. people dont belong in the ground. we belong burned to ash, poart of the earth. I want to be part of the earth, floating in a stream, niot under the g

Posted By Logan On 10.15.2012 @ 4:57 pm

What is mass but the population of matter in one area nothing but molicules in space and the never ending time that we conceive as being only but a second

Posted By logan On 10.09.2012 @ 10:49 am

Always beginning. Never ending. A sidewalk that extends to a horizon, unfolding into the horizon and beyond the reach of the eye. Always beginning, always approaching the horizon that never comes any closer. Each step is a beginning. The end is arbitrary. The end is irrelevant.

Posted By Logan On 09.20.2012 @ 1:42 pm

Instructions are vital to our everyday lives. Think, IKEA would go totally out of business without instructions. But sometimes instructions choke us. They cause our creativity to wither and die.

Posted By Logan On 07.21.2012 @ 9:38 pm

i wrote a brief message to my pirate friend relf. It said, i have something brief to tell you, one day im going to be king! and thatl is all my brief mnessage said, he wrote back wow! you will have to give me a crown

Posted By logan On 06.12.2012 @ 3:44 pm

I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to switch places with a famous person. I mean, I’m sure that their life would be difficult; what with all the people going after them and fawning over them, but I mean think about it; it’d be pretty awesome. I wonder what it would be like; switching places I mean.

Posted By Logan On 06.11.2012 @ 3:00 pm

This reminds me of a color but I think it’s also something you write on or with. Like an oil pastel or some shit. Oh god I’m so bad at this I can’t beleive i got this word. Anything that has to do with art I just suck at. If it was a life or death situation, and I had to do art….I would die…..Yep I would die….

Posted By Logan On 03.16.2012 @ 1:13 pm

pattern pattern patternpatternpatternpattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern pattern

Posted By logan On 03.15.2012 @ 4:57 pm

Changes. Swings typically just move from point A to point B. However, swings mean something different to me. Swings could be a change in mood, insight, feelings, anything at all.

Posted By Logan On 03.06.2012 @ 10:03 pm

And field. keep on track. track a criminal. rack. tracking me down.

Posted By Logan On 02.18.2012 @ 8:20 am

Orbit is in space, space is in time, time is forever yet always comes to an end. Time is something one should not waste. A clock has two hands.

Posted By Logan On 02.06.2012 @ 2:38 pm

A piece most commonly found in or around the centre.

Posted By logan On 12.04.2011 @ 10:17 pm

A dude who lovingly cares for his wife, doesn’t cheat on her, and fulfills her every wish.

Posted By Logan On 10.30.2011 @ 5:53 pm

i want to rally against all the people that ever told me i couldnt be anything. why cant we all just rally and unite?

Posted By logan On 09.14.2011 @ 6:32 am

death snakes, posion ivy, food, drink poison oak stingray

Posted By Logan On 08.22.2011 @ 10:01 am

In the morning they got on the train. At night they’d come home. It was normalcy. It meant so little after awhile. Yet they continued it every. Fucking. Day. And he hated it.

Posted By Logan On 08.21.2011 @ 1:29 am

I fucking love bricks holding up my shit and stuff yo. I know this sounds terrible but Kristen Thinks that I should publish this. I will call it Bricks: a novel. Thank you for reading this small sample of my upcoming novel: Bricks: a novel.

Posted By Logan On 08.08.2011 @ 3:48 pm

Loud; Like a million waves crashing against the shore all at once.

Posted By logan On 07.27.2011 @ 5:48 am

Damn…

Posted By logan On 06.22.2011 @ 7:26 pm

I was just doing this as the word loaded. There is a newscaster on tv and he is smiling as well. I wonder if he’s genuinely doing it or if hes just earning his pay by smiling. Maybe it’s both. Now he is talking about smiles while smiling.

Posted By Logan On 06.17.2011 @ 9:55 am

Do train trainers train trains to be trains? Who trains those who train trains? Train trainer trainers?

Posted By Logan On 06.16.2011 @ 6:54 am

A term that, in a world rich with diluted phrases such as “awesome” and “amazing”, has managed to somewhat keep its appeal and gravity. Something which is awesome won’t necessarily inspire awe anymore, but if something were to be denoted as “beloved”, I think the original meaning would be carried.

Posted By Logan On 06.12.2011 @ 11:15 pm

Mostly sad but not really. My roomate has handled a bunch of them, but not in the way you would think. When I went to my dad’s it was one of the happiest days of my life. My cat is watching me type this. I don’t look forward to her dying.

Posted By Logan On 06.12.2011 @ 10:47 am