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Everything I think and everything I feel is bleeding….bleeding and spilling over and tumbling and co-mingling. I can’t find where one begins and the other ends. Is this depression? Or is it just the sign of a busy mind?

Posted By Lori On 02.26.2013 @ 3:21 pm

My ass is flat. My chest however is not, which I’m okay with. Sometimes. Having an airborne eraser collide with your eye in the middle of art class during junior year because some freshman boys wanted to see if it would go down your shirt is not a fun experience. I had a black-eye for a week. Imagine explaining that accident to your friends and family.

Posted By Lori On 02.14.2013 @ 9:43 am

Swell, This word makes me think of the 1950′s, as in gee whiz, that’s swell. Picture some guy in khaki pants and a button down shirt with a pocket protector and white socks walking down the street talking to his nerdy friends.

Posted By Lori On 01.31.2013 @ 6:55 am

it seemed to have no reason to be there but the more I studies it the more I began to feel that it had been placed specifiacally for me to find. I wondered what to think as it began to float in the air before me.

Posted By lori On 01.03.2013 @ 7:38 pm

Sometimrs officers are good, sometimes not. They can be law enforcement people, or members of a board of directors. All have important jobs.

Posted By Lori On 12.29.2012 @ 2:21 pm

I want to leave now so I can play with my new tablet. Now is the time to work on what I want to do for the future. Now is the time that I don’t want to waste. Now is the time for inspiration and trying all the things that I’ve never done before.

Posted By lori On 12.26.2012 @ 1:45 pm

anything is. everything is. its possible. you can make it happen. think beyond what you know.

Posted By Lori On 10.06.2012 @ 8:05 pm

She walked out of the Sacramento Airport with an air of greatness. She was bedazzled head to toe . . looking glorious in the California sunshine. She was dressed in her leopard jammies – no one would know, would they? What with her hair done and all those distracting decorations? After all, it was a long flight.

Posted By lori On 07.16.2012 @ 12:43 pm

I always have extra stuff. When traveling, this is a problem. I tend to overpack. I feel like I’m always prepared, but really, I’m just a big ‘ole pack rat.

Posted By Lori On 07.15.2012 @ 9:40 am

My friend Andrea is a distributor for 31 bags. They are both functional and fun. She has parties to get people acquainted with the product and to get to know each other.

Posted By lori On 06.26.2012 @ 11:20 am

I am on a path. A path to nowhere. At least, I think it is nowhere. I do not know where it’s taking me; it might be leading me to a path of destruction. Or of happiness. And that is what I am aiming for.

Posted By Lori On 05.25.2012 @ 9:43 pm

To me retrieve means to go get somthing and bring back. That is what I get told all the time is to retreive

Posted By Lori On 05.25.2012 @ 9:18 am

There was this day were I was interdest to romance and I was told one day I would have it. When I was told what it ment and I would have it one day I screemed at the top of my lungs.

Posted By Lori On 05.17.2012 @ 9:06 am

One time I was on one word and the word was primitive and I didn’t no what it was. So I just wrote that I didn’t no what it meant or was so I had somthing writen for One word.

Posted By Lori On 05.11.2012 @ 9:12 am

Alone, apart, away. To separate is a purposeful action meant to make something or someone feel like they can not be included.

Posted By Lori On 05.02.2012 @ 4:22 am

One day I got to site on my moms trunk of the car. It was fun because I did’nt get yelled at. I mad my sister mad because she could not site on it till I was off and we just got out of the pool and our feet were wet and dirty from the mud.

Posted By Lori On 03.23.2012 @ 9:20 am

One time I was with my memaw and got a patteren to sow with here. Right when I got it I wanted to do it. I new I coulded do it right away but I still asked.

Posted By Lori On 03.16.2012 @ 9:04 am

petition, a please, please give me a chance, it can’t be over, it’s un fair, not okay, you’re taking my rights, you can’t do this. people don’t support you. we want what we want, what we deserve, what we have the right to in the world. we want our happiness, we want it now, and we want it free.

Posted By lori On 03.14.2012 @ 9:42 am

Today I had brunc. It was mcdonalds. It was very good and I did not over eat just because it was there or very good.

Posted By Lori On 03.09.2012 @ 9:15 am

Today I got a lantern.It is pink with sparkles. IT is cool and sites on my side table next to my bed wear I always set my book I’m reading and my glasses. It lites my room.

Posted By Lori On 03.02.2012 @ 9:12 am

A bee’s home where it makes honey. Sticky seet. this is often a noisy place. I think of the colors yellow and brown.

Posted By Lori On 01.26.2012 @ 7:43 am

Like dirt beneath my feet, you slip away through the sieve that I left before you last time I saw you, do you remember how I grabbed onto your sleeve? I held on like it was my last breath, because I felt that I would die if I ever let go. Did you know? How bad it felt to let it go?

Posted By Lori On 12.15.2011 @ 7:23 pm

suppose you quit being afraid of the unknown and i let you love me and we actually live happily ever after…glorifying our Maker. we fit. we just do…i love you Ryan. ;)

Posted By lori On 10.03.2011 @ 2:48 pm

I want to rally. rally on my sistas and brothas. rally? rally what, human error, existence? why not? why so drastic?

Posted By Lori On 09.14.2011 @ 7:29 am

stockings spiders I love the feel of silk — so soft and, well, silky. Could also be a voice — smooth and, well, silky. Rhymes with milk and ilk, but more pleasing. Different from sickly.

Posted By Lori On 08.24.2011 @ 9:11 am

a piece of string. thin. knits two pieces of fabric together. makes the two one whole.

Posted By Lori On 08.15.2011 @ 8:22 pm

A brick. Dusted with a hard day’s labor and edged with the roughness of a worker’s beard.

Posted By Lori On 08.08.2011 @ 11:28 am

Thunder is scary. All you will hear is booming and crashing. Most often heard when it is raining/storming. When i hear thunder, it scares the shit out of me, so i usually run and hide in someone’s room or something. Or i hug someone. LOL idk man. But its loud and ugly. And yeah that’s pretty much it. Ladeedeeda. Hahahahahahhaha. I like balls. And soup.

Posted By lori On 07.27.2011 @ 5:47 am

violent. violet. violent people take over space that is for those people who are deserving. who are caring. violence is black magic. black magic is the devil. violence is what kills society.

Posted By lori On 07.20.2011 @ 11:14 am

sticks are wonderful. they are one of the first toys introduced into the Toy Hall of Fame.Do you have any idea of the many uses available for sticks? One can build a fire, throw it for a dog to fetch, or build a house, raft, or weapon.

Posted By Lori On 07.18.2011 @ 9:00 am