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I offer to help. She declines, every time. That’s always how it’s been, and I doubt it will change in the near future. I doubt it will ever change. She won’t accept help, and I can’t stop trying to give it to her.

Posted By Marie On 08.30.2011 @ 6:40 pm

There’s a feeling of sinking one gets in their stomach when bad news are dropped unexpectedly. This feeling is described as such because its reminiscent of a stone dropped in a body of water.

Posted By Marie On 08.22.2011 @ 11:27 am

i missedyou the other day when you walked out before i got home. I thought you would have dinner ready for me and i was starving. so i decided to eat this old meat that was in the back of the fridge, it gave me the shits and i’ve been on the toilet ever since. thanks

Posted By Marie On 08.19.2011 @ 3:13 pm

I want to succeed. I want to breathe. I want to be able to touch my feet and the sky at the same time. I want to write and write and maybe someday someone will see that I was successful…after I die.

Posted By Marie On 08.17.2011 @ 11:33 pm

punishment? As in belt whipping punishment or as in I’m punishing myself? As in world ending punishing of hitler or punishing the new puppy because he chewed through your new shoes? It’s a simple word. Many descriptions and definitions connect to it.

Posted By Marie On 08.14.2011 @ 5:32 pm

How could he be so near, but so far away? I’d loved him since the say I laid eyes on him 10 years ago in that bar. He was everything I could have ever asked for and more.Yet, here he was, near me, ignoring me, I was nothing. I was just a mistake of his.

Posted By Marie On 08.13.2011 @ 9:47 pm

discovery is something you do everyday. you can discover a lot of new things. i like meeting new people because you get to find out new things, meet more new people and see what you haven’t seen before. it’s really fun to discover because it broadens your life and makes you a more understanding, better person. i don’t know what else to write. discovery channel is on a lot on the tv and i don’t usually watch it.

Posted By marie On 08.12.2011 @ 1:28 pm

bright light you better hide from the flower that grows inside tender and fragile the fall brings in the perfect light

Posted By marie On 08.07.2011 @ 2:01 am

The water was boiling over the top of the pan. She was on the phone in another room, and didn’t hear the sizzle of the water on the stove. Her personal frustrations were too great for her to even remember that she was cooking.

Posted By Marie On 08.02.2011 @ 3:17 pm

A root is such a simple thing but so complicated all teh same. Responsible for so much but given so little credit. I’m not just talking plants here I am talking about life. Everyone has a root and often they are overlooked. That one person that bases you and gives you everything that you could need is your root, just like a flower gets what it needs from its roots.

Posted By Marie On 08.02.2011 @ 9:55 am

I wish I had wings. Then I could fly free of this prison. Free from all that holds me down. I’ve tried in vain to make wings for myself, but I’ve been too afraid to try them. Too afraid of my own inabilities.

Posted By Marie On 07.31.2011 @ 1:38 pm

Here I am, taking the next step. It looks dark. Looking back, I see the light streaming across the other steps, but this next one is so dark. In fact, it might not be a step at all…I fear that perhaps it doesn’t exist. If I move forward, what will happen to me?

Posted By Marie On 07.30.2011 @ 5:42 pm

I wasn’t very amused by his behavior. In fact, my attitude towards him was quite scornful. He was embarrassing, and I tried to act as if I didn’t know him.

Posted By Marie On 07.28.2011 @ 5:14 pm

a band of brothers is not a thing to get mixed up with I’m telling you myself. They stick with eachother no matter what and, as a female, they probably won’t stick up with you. Believe me, you better stay away from them. They will use you and then congratulate each other for it.

Posted By Marie On 07.27.2011 @ 1:16 pm

Lightning struck. The contents of the room became visible for only a moment. She trembled under the covers. The thunderous clap followed immediately afterwards. The tree in her front yard cracked as one of the branches split from the trunk.

Posted By Marie On 07.25.2011 @ 5:21 pm

Philadelphia is the illest. Illadelphia to some, this isn’t describing a sickness. Ill as in cheese steaks. Ill as in Rocky. Ill as in that attitude of freedom that was undeniable to our forefathers.

Posted By Marie On 07.24.2011 @ 11:33 pm

The ills of this life tend to get me down. Be it a physical ailment or the trials in my life, sometimes just the little things try to break me. Its about trusting God more and more, and then slowly the little things won’t bother me so much – He is in control.

Posted By Marie On 07.24.2011 @ 11:38 am

I’ve only got one ticket. Its a shame I don’t have another…I wish you would have gone with me. But the train leaves at 8 p.m.

Posted By Marie On 07.22.2011 @ 7:44 pm

Violet petals Strewn across the floor Is it a wedding Or some romantic hideaway Or are they just dreams Fallen, in pieces Just a glimpse of what They once were I suppose I’ll never truly know

Posted By Marie On 07.21.2011 @ 6:57 pm

Violent. That was what he was. When the blood rushed to his face I knew that there would be a sudden burst of punches to the closest object at hand. Wall, door, bed, doll. Poor unfortunate objects.

Posted By Marie On 07.21.2011 @ 10:37 am

Death. Mental Disorders. Anger Management. Adam Sandler. Jack Nicolson! Comedy. Laughter.

Posted By Marie On 07.21.2011 @ 10:35 am

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Posted By marie On 07.21.2011 @ 8:31 am

It seems rather absurd to act out in violence. Perhaps it is because I’m not a very violent person. But then, some people just react that way because that is how they have learned to do it.

Posted By Marie On 07.20.2011 @ 6:23 pm

Megaphone Say it soft And the whole world hears Static Hissing in my ears Megaphone Say it loud Without fear

Posted By Marie On 07.19.2011 @ 4:12 pm

It was his prized possession – a golden trophy from the good ol’ days when he was a champion at football. But those days had long since past, and sometimes he wondered if anyone remembered him. The trophy represented a quickly passing glory…

Posted By Marie On 07.18.2011 @ 7:23 pm

Sticks and stones may break your bones but words continue to beat me…. From your mouth, vicious lines of hate attack me with such malice.

Posted By Marie On 07.18.2011 @ 8:00 am

He arranged the sticks on the ground and started the fire. The cool night air caused him to shiver, but the strange sounds reverberating in the forest made him even more so. He wondered if the fire would reveal any of these creatures.

Posted By Marie On 07.17.2011 @ 6:52 pm

She still remembered the first time she tried a cigarette. The heat, the smoke, That burning feeling that tingled through her being. It was intoxicating Sinful, And somehow, she felt death Would loom if she took another breath.

Posted By Marie On 07.16.2011 @ 7:11 am

They did not bow to anyone but their Lord. They had courage and valor, and yet they were humble. They, being knights, could have easily flaunted the power given to them, but they were not prideful in the least. And thus the King could entrust them with the protection of his people.

Posted By Marie On 07.14.2011 @ 4:25 pm

Leprosy plagued the world Jesus lived in. They tried to keep lepers out of the city, and only Jesus would approach them. He loved even the unlovable.

Posted By Marie On 07.12.2011 @ 5:00 pm