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classic
I think of all the classic styles of clothing that never go out of style. The pieces are timeless. this is the very essence of my being. CLASSIC.
Posted By Mary On 03.05.2009 @ 10:23 am
something everyone can only hope their work will be. We look toward classic as a source of continuity; and of tradition.
Posted By Mary On 03.03.2009 @ 7:37 pm
Classic movies are always so overrated. Everyone loves them because they’re “classics.” So freaking what? Maybe a classic sucks. Seriously. Sometimes I wonder what made that movie a classic. Maybe it was its supreme suckiness. We need to replace those classics with stuff from now. A lot of it is way better, anyway. Classics suck, end of story.
Posted By Mary On 03.03.2009 @ 6:54 pm
vow
neglect
sad and forlorn alone and unloved, neglected happy and bright, gregarious and loved, wanted how close we are to one or tother, open your heart for the right one
Posted By mary On 02.25.2009 @ 6:07 am
install
PLEASE install this cd on your computer by following the instructions, yeh, yeh and still it doesn’t work and I know it’s something sooooooooo simple and I know SI’ll become very frustrated and annoyed
Posted By Mary On 02.24.2009 @ 4:55 am
salt
Salt is everywhere. It’s in your body, in your food, on the street, in the ocean, it’s everywhere. I think people don’t realize how much salt is in the world, and I think we all take advantage of it.
Posted By Mary On 04.19.2009 @ 1:17 pm
Pepper always gets the good rap. Its so healthy, so flavorful, so much more easy on the arteries… you’d think they would realize me, standing next to it 24/7, but nooo, good food revolves around pepper. Sure I get added once in a while to cookies and pies, you know, a sprinkle of salt, just a bit, but pepper- it can be in anything on planet salty. But on planet pepper, salt simply isn’t good enough. >(
Posted By mary On 04.18.2009 @ 8:42 pm
general
Overall, the sum of it’s parts. The crux of it all – in general. General, awfull images of Generals, in general.
Posted By mary On 04.15.2009 @ 9:47 pm
disconnect
unplug, not paying attention, I don’t care anymore, have to get away. Not listening. I can’t let you get close to me, you will hurt me. I am going away, shutting down.
Posted By mary On 04.14.2009 @ 1:07 pm
shade
My shade was dark and I thought I was dead. But that was just my otherside.
Posted By Mary On 04.12.2009 @ 1:59 am
the hues of my life, color my world with love for my friends and family. To enjoy this life and the next, is what its all about.
Posted By mary On 04.11.2009 @ 2:52 pm
battery
All of these words seem to be starting with a “B” lately and I would like a little more variety. But anywoo, batteries are pretty important in today’s society. Everything we use needs them. Everything from ipods to cars.
Posted By Mary On 04.10.2009 @ 11:59 am
misunderstood
girls, teenagers, parents, kids, dogs, cats, animals, sad, depressed, alone, fearful, worried, upset
Posted By mary On 04.09.2009 @ 11:52 am
provide
care love compassion sustinance shelter love help friendly ear laughter hope safety warmth food assistance transport education information
Posted By mary On 04.08.2009 @ 1:03 am
suspend
I was suspended in the air. Nothing was holding me up, but I was just…there. It was a beautiful sight. Nothing but sky above me and below me. Blue in the truest sense. I did not know what would come next, but I was complacent in the fact that I had no commitments there. No worries, no deadlines, no problems. Just one, though, how do I get down?
Posted By Mary On 11.18.2008 @ 9:20 pm
startled
She started as she felt a smooth wetness spurt over her hand. Her mouth gaped silently as she looked up into his eyes. He could read the distress on her face as she felt tears well in her eyes. They weren’t married yet – there were things she had hoped to wait for until the night they had married.
Posted By Mary On 11.04.2008 @ 5:36 pm
and ghosts entered the room filling all with fright but patricia didn’t see all there was to be alarmed about they were just ghosts. When she realized this she tried to calm the people in the room who were in a panic, but she couldn’t. Everyone was just too frightented.
Posted By mary On 11.03.2008 @ 6:20 pm
path
something you follow and hope it takes you where you want to go. Later you can look back and decide if it was the correct one or not. Nothing much you can do if it took you somewhere you didn’t want to go.
Posted By mary On 10.25.2008 @ 3:34 pm
Every where my mind goes i leave a little path a part of me an effect on you each to his own path be true.
Posted By mary On 10.24.2008 @ 9:18 pm
A path is somthing you take to get to a place. A pleasant path is somthing that is nice to walk or travel upon and may have a nice out come. A unpleasant path might catch at your feet or lead to a place you do not wish to go. However everyone must travle paths
Posted By Mary On 10.23.2008 @ 8:35 pm
through the woods… I followed it til it came out into the sunlight… and there in an open field I saw her standing tall and alone. Swaying in the gentle breezes that ruffled her hair and made her feel some how alive.
Posted By Mary On 10.23.2008 @ 8:22 pm
The path followed a ribbon entwining my thoughts and dreams as though it led somewhere nothing is at is seems my path or yours go.
Posted By Mary On 10.21.2008 @ 3:16 pm
it wound around the woods, covered with golden leaves. bare in places and rocky in others I followed the twists until I saw the stars. no one else around me, i picked out the ones I knew and made my wish. A wind stirred the grasses and I heard an owl calling. Time to turn around.
Posted By Mary On 10.21.2008 @ 9:55 am
bulb
Burning brightly in my brain like a locomotive train my thoughts don’t stop they don’t slow down they just keep burning don’t get me down I can’t change it the bulb in my head when it’s dark then I am dead
Posted By Mary On 10.20.2008 @ 9:17 pm
In the ground or over your head. How this is a metaphor for life? Wherever we are, we are. We take our own heads with us
Posted By Mary On 10.17.2008 @ 10:48 am
flight
it stank of old things, exhaled breath, and foot powder. screens blinked on and off, delays,on time, cancellations.
we all eye each other differently these days, even though it seems to me that the point was made.
you. who are you?
the enemy.
Posted By mary On 10.08.2008 @ 8:42 am
hill
climbing up it
everyday
is hard.
you never know when you will slide back down.
Posted By mary On 10.07.2008 @ 7:37 am
evidence
I wake up one Sunday morning with a splitting headache, naked, cold, and with no recollection of the day before. I slowly stir my aching body, wondering what the hell happened last night. I peer over to the end of my navy blue sheets to see a small white splatter of mystery…evidence.
Posted By Mary On 10.02.2008 @ 6:11 pm
