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listen to me. listen to me when I am screaming at your face. listening to me when shouting at you. listen to my inner voice, the sound of my soul. are you listening to me? listen to me when I say I hate you. listen to me when I kiss you listen to me I love you.

Posted By Lulu On 03.25.2013 @ 3:01 am

I sink lower in my seat, as the pain emits through my bones in my body. the pit of my stomach knots and twists. it hurts everything around me hurts, the walls crash my chest, I try ti inhale deeper, but I fail. and I fall.

Posted By Lulu On 03.20.2013 @ 2:48 am

Conjured is one of my favorite words. It makes me think of magic, and pitch perfect because in pitch perfect benji does magic. I watched pitch perfect today with my friends. It a good movie. I love my friends. I like conjured. It brings me good memories.

Posted By Lulu On 03.02.2013 @ 4:54 am

applied to colleges so many months until i find out about rejections and acceptances

and meanwhile

well, nothing.

Posted By lulu On 01.20.2013 @ 9:08 pm

doesn’t matter. but try telling me that when I was six and I wanted the biggest ice cream you could get in a store, but grandma only had enough coins for the small one. size doesn’t matter, oh but it does. big or small, how am I going to fit in my family and my kids in a cereal box?

Posted By Lulu On 01.15.2013 @ 5:32 pm

I don t play no games, she said leaving the dorm. I don t play no games. I like you or not!

Posted By lulu On 12.19.2012 @ 6:45 am

The wave roared with hunger. Normal people ran. Surfers tensed with excitement. Because that’s surfers, and the majority of them have extremely bad risk-calculating abilities. And are also just not very smart. They are pretty hot, though.

Posted By lulu On 11.09.2012 @ 11:14 pm

And the lion threw his head back and released the sound that brought creatures to their knees

Posted By Lulu On 11.09.2012 @ 10:16 pm

Silence. Pain Joy Come and go Come and go Music Dancing Sleeping Come and go Come and go Stay still. Enjoy the moment.

Posted By lulu On 09.06.2012 @ 5:56 pm

Unkempt and unexplored, locked away in the recesses of a mind all too familiar with the act of pushing down the inevitable. But in the forbidden corners lay a burning spark, yearning to be released, replenished, relieved, relived, rehashed, reflected.

Posted By Lulu On 08.03.2012 @ 6:11 pm

holding my heart and considering throwing it over the cliff when i remember who brought it to live first of all. it was me. i made it beat, and beat hard, and there was no reason throwing the hard work away

Posted By lulu On 07.25.2012 @ 7:33 am

ummm i don’t even know what this word means??? is that a bad thing? I mean I am a writer and I am going to be studying English literature so I think that’s a bad thing. This really gives me anxiety. Ahhhhhhhh omfg. Is turbine like the wind from an airplane or something?>? IDK man

Posted By Lulu On 07.09.2012 @ 8:20 pm

Being stuck in detention sucks. Its boring and an unnecessary lesson that doesn’t teach you much. Stuck in a boring little room with boring people and a boring teacher with no end in sight. Of course, this is just my luck.

Posted By Lulu On 07.07.2012 @ 8:35 am

There is far too much in our minds these days. There is so much that we preooccupy ourselves with, all to distract us for our real purposes as humans, to live and to love. We must empty all the ick in life that tells us otherwise and get back to the basics.

Posted By Lulu On 06.04.2012 @ 8:08 pm

i do not know much about architecture but i think it’s interesting and creative.

Posted By lulu On 05.30.2012 @ 10:07 am

my grandfather was one of those, I’m not really sure if it seems like a good job or not, I guess it could be. But who knows, ya know. I guess you would probably have to have good art and math skills, which i don’t have good nath skills, and i could be better at art. but i do like aet. My grandfather died… yeah, so yeah…

Posted By Lulu On 05.29.2012 @ 4:00 pm

the sound you make when you say myname is one of the best thing i ever listened, in fact it is the second best. the firs one is when you sad our names thogeter. that one time my skin, my eyes, my lips and my heart feel completely defferen.

Posted By lulu On 04.21.2012 @ 6:14 pm

ouch. a vampire. a spider. tooth mark. dental frame. itchy. smitten kitten. bitten by the love bug. cover with a mitten.

Posted By lulu On 04.11.2012 @ 9:29 pm

i already got this word t2 mins ago. thats a belief

Posted By Lulu On 03.12.2012 @ 5:33 pm

believe yeah yeah i have a belief uh uh.

Posted By Lulu On 03.12.2012 @ 5:31 pm

recycle! recycling can save the world. literally. my daddy’s job is to recycle. yeah yeah r-e-c-y-c-l-e. recycle. uh. uh. there should be a song about recycling.

Posted By Lulu On 03.11.2012 @ 4:11 pm

Hi. The hinges at the door is slightly broken. I may have damaged it even more this morning. Someone needs to fix it. Someone call the repairman. Bye.

Posted By lulu On 01.23.2012 @ 9:27 pm

Jesus? No. Roses, pain but beauty. Obstacle to a smooth path. Horns?

Posted By Lulu On 01.04.2012 @ 3:54 pm

light shinning star idea hope beginning optomistic thought beginning

Posted By lulu On 01.01.2012 @ 10:41 pm

scarred i am not! used to be. afraid, lost, lonely. i was drifting, i hated everyone. now the scars have healed. i have scar tissue as a reminder, scar tissue on the tender flesh of my heart. and i have him.

Posted By lulu On 12.18.2011 @ 6:44 pm

The flat tires were the only thing I couldn’t pass when I took my driving test the first time. It wasn’t that I couldn’t change them. It was the memories. Sam and I were really nervous. We had to get to the mountain quickly, and it wasn’t the best of weather. Yet that wasn’t why we were so nervous. We were fifteen and completely, far gone into crushing on one another. The prospect of spending two hours alone in the car with him was exciting an terrifying.

Posted By Lulu On 11.06.2011 @ 9:40 am

Drink this in deep, my love. Compassion is thirsting for your mouth.

Posted By LuLu On 10.13.2011 @ 2:42 pm

the summer grass and flowers remind me of all the joy in the world that was hidden under darkness and snow for the preceding months, and how quickly the beauties of our lives flight away, only to return, renewed, after dark times.

Posted By Lulu On 10.12.2011 @ 4:47 pm

Life. Everything anew and bright. Blossoming over night.

Posted By LuLu On 10.12.2011 @ 11:14 am

i am on the edge, looking down and seeing nothing. to jump might mean death, to jump might mean peace– or perhaps i find solace in both.

Posted By lulu On 10.02.2011 @ 4:34 pm