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smoke, bad for you, cough asthma, dog cat, breathing, restaurant, yuck, kinda tastes good, oh well keep smoking an expensive habit, I am too cheap to keep this up.

Posted By Maria On 07.16.2011 @ 8:49 am

i’ve been expecting your call since we last saw each other, i miss you like hell but now i realize you are a stupid douche bag and that you don’t deserve me, if you were uglier it’ll be easier to get over you but since you’re pretty and shit it’s hard as fuck. I might have to stab you in the face to end this feeling but yeah i realized i was expecting you to change for me BUT NOT ANYMORE.

Posted By maria On 07.09.2011 @ 11:28 pm

expecting a child , a change.. it’s an illusion , or a goal… something above the norm uinachievable but hanging on you… something you cannot excape and cannot achieve.. im expecting this test to end in a sec

Posted By maria On 07.09.2011 @ 2:10 pm

i hate htem. they fucking suck. i’m the only one hwo ever does the fucking dishes and it sucks. my brother never has to do them. i think it’s cause he’s a boy and has a job and blah blah blah. my parent’s are kinda sexist. it completely sucks. i’m way more driven then he is and i have to spend my time doing dishes? fuck it. i want to beawjbgehiasndlfb i don’t even know. i hate being timed.

Posted By maria On 07.08.2011 @ 6:47 pm

I like cranes. They lift things that are pretty heavy…I’m not sure what else I like about them other than they are useful but that’s okay. They are still cool. It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a CRANE! That rhymed! I like to make rhymes about things a lot I think they really bring out my creative side.

Posted By Maria On 07.03.2011 @ 7:51 pm

Given the amount of time I have to write a story, at the moment the only thing I am able to come up with the the fact that I’m complaining about the amount of time given. When I could be brewing up new, fresh ideas. I’m always out of time.. I always feel I need more of it. I don’t know what I need or what I want.

Posted By maria On 07.02.2011 @ 10:27 pm

My feelings tend not to be intense. Or when they are intense, they stay so intensely hidden that it wracks my mind later. It hurts to keep things quiet. Sometimes, I want to shout. To break the bottle that holds my feelings and thoughts inside. Watch broken glass on the floor. Watch the shards.

Posted By Maria On 06.22.2011 @ 2:30 pm

I held you in highest esteem

Posted By Maria On 06.19.2011 @ 11:50 am

means life and it is for free

Posted By maria On 06.17.2011 @ 7:24 am

Well, I have to go. Arriving I realised I didn’t have my cigarettes and start freaking out. My friend died of lung cancer and I was dying for a cigarette.

Posted By Maria On 06.11.2011 @ 1:43 pm

rise up. dont be afraid. take a chance. you don’t know what will rise up within you. something fresh. something new. something unexpected. take a chance and see where it will lead. you never know what may come of it. could be something great.

Posted By Maria On 06.10.2011 @ 1:41 pm

place to feel safe , where you know that no one can sneak up on you and stab you in the back .

Posted By Maria On 06.08.2011 @ 3:36 pm

Forgetting is what keeps you happy. It keeps us sane. It keeps us from bitter thoughts. Although it would be smarter to remember, we stay content through lost memories sometimes. To keep the people we lust in our lives, most of the time. We do this, more than healthy.

Posted By Maria On 06.08.2011 @ 10:24 am

painted on a body..on a mind..words can be painted as well, mostly on a heart..and they are the ones that stay the longest. and they are the ones that are felt the loudest. so you can say the heart is not really an eco-friendly material.

Posted By Maria On 06.07.2011 @ 3:05 am

one day i went to the store and ran into this old lady that kept farting in front of everyone pretending to not know what she was doing and a monster came and took her to the bathroom and ate her then the monster came out wearing her skin and everyone looked at the skin wearing monster and ran at that point i woke up and realized that it was all a dream. i got out of bed and took a shower after the shower I drank my coffee to wake up

Posted By Maria On 06.05.2011 @ 2:47 pm

The radio is an awesome invention. Honestly, it’s great. You can have different kinds of radios in different places playing different radio stations with different music. It can really suit everyone

Posted By Maria On 06.04.2011 @ 11:08 am

i have no idea what this word is, but if i could give it a meaning it would be a theatrical one. you know? like the montage of the play, or something. probably a word for that already exists but i dont care, i still like it that way. plus it has a really nice ring to it . you know?

Posted By Maria On 05.31.2011 @ 5:16 pm

Remember the time when we fell in love? I do remember honey. Those were the best days of my life and I would definitely go back in time if I could, because remembering is just not enough; I want to live everything again, everything that we were.

Posted By Maria On 05.30.2011 @ 11:37 pm

i remember being with keith and him taking me ice skating on a night i just needed to think. i remember joey watching me from a distance. i remember the hippocampus remmebers stuff and it’s location in the brain. amy is emotiional – amygdala. i remember memories with brandi and tina and when tina didn’t make me feel bad. i remember the kids back in the day.

Posted By maria On 05.30.2011 @ 9:13 pm

it is that moment when you realise there is no other choice…no way forward fro that point and no way back..a moment or regret and disbelief..of past and future ..

Posted By maria On 05.28.2011 @ 3:12 pm

a mint -money making place of the last reserves-at times I wish for one and then i wish for none -no money -just a certain kind of harmony that does not push the buttons of unhappy,ess

ness -or a colour that is not green nor blue but of hospitals and gelato and dresses on blonde girls in Ibiza and the North shore of Sydney-

Posted By maria On 05.28.2011 @ 12:52 am

she held her torch at arms length and it lit the trees around her. the night was pitch black and she could only see within the circle of light from the torch. somehow this brought back memories of her dance recital

Posted By Maria On 05.25.2011 @ 9:03 pm

betrayal liar loser bad person desperate in a bad mental place someone that needs help con artist

Posted By maria On 05.23.2011 @ 7:50 pm

Last night my sister asked why I giggled when the guy next to me punched me. She made it sound like I like to be abused or something. Which I don’t. I mean, I’ve never been literally abused, but if I think about domestic abuse, it’s not something that sounds appealing. Even years of passionate violence on Buffy the Vampire Slayer doesn’t make me wish I were abused, necessarily. Abuse isn’t about passion, it’s about control.

Posted By Maria On 05.20.2011 @ 6:45 am

domestic makes me think of domesticated animals and of domestic things like cooking and cleaning, two things i actually love doing. It also reminds me of Marisa Miller the vs model because she said in an interview that she likes doing domestic things. domestic is such a

Posted By Maria On 05.19.2011 @ 1:58 pm

i am tempted to work harder and push myself. i am tempted to be a better person and the best version of myself. i am also tempted to indulge in life and to show more love and affection! I want to appreciate every moment in life, and i am tempted to take risks. I am tempted to LIVE

Posted By Maria On 05.17.2011 @ 6:35 pm

The wasteland was odd, as if someone had suddenly taken a lit torch and dropped it on the country side. The hills, which should have been green at this time of the year, were blackened, and as the girl stood on the top of one such hill, her toes buried in the dirt, her dirty hair flickering in the wind, she resolved to find out just what had happened to create this catastrophe.

Posted By Maria On 05.13.2011 @ 2:07 pm

glowing like the moon on a dark starless night.

Posted By maria On 05.12.2011 @ 8:47 pm

in the dark, you can see it. It is something that just shines, amongst whatever it is. It is produced by light and its usually pretty cool. Glowing, means it isnt just lit, but it has an essence to it.

Posted By maria On 05.12.2011 @ 8:35 pm

On my food, I run, track and field. I should have gone to track but i need to study maths on monday im scared i need the igcses I wanna be in england tobi liked a english uni onf fb im such a fb stalker i talk to logan on fb hes always high i chilled with dylan and maxi on fb

Posted By Maria On 05.07.2011 @ 10:13 am