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the leaves rustled in the wind. i sighed hoping that it was mom’s way of telling me to get up and move forward with my life. but how can i move forward when i would give anything to go back? with thoughts rustling like said leaves, i stood up not ready to face the world.Posted By Meaghan On 08.23.2010 @ 11:23 am
You know what sucks about industry? How I’m involved in it. Yeah, I love clothes and everything, but making them for less than two cents an hour? Ha, no thanks. Those American’s think we don’t know that we’re getting screwed. We know. WE just don’t have another choice.Posted By Meaghan On 04.28.2010 @ 7:39 pm
I won’t deny that I knew what he was doing. He broke me, and I didn’t doubt that it was all her fault. I’m making no sense. I want to pull excuses out of somewhere but I can’t. I have none, it’s all here. The pictures, the letters, the house. He lives with her on weekends. He spends his ‘work hours’ with her. Not me. I’m torn apart. Everything’s so useless now. I should kick him out.Posted By meaghan On 11.28.2008 @ 11:53 am
it was the middle of june and i knew the day was coming up. it was the most fantastic day of the year—equal parts day and equal parts night. luckily enough for all of us, it came twice a year. i didn’t have to decide what i wanted to do more-night or day activities…it was the beginning of summer and i could just start to feel the tingling of warmer days and the end of school edging closer and closer…i could almost taste freedom on my palate.Posted By Meaghan On 12.21.2008 @ 5:11 pm
so once I was kissing prince charming and he was delocious I love him but then he was frog! why was he a frog I cant handle this I loved him as a man I cannot kiss an amphibian but I will anyway because he still sings likea god what a man! what a frog! I a so happy. I am a turtle. I love my froggy mate oh yes I do. Paints! lights!Posted By Meaghan On 11.05.2009 @ 9:09 pm
lane is like a street, or it could be a name, but it’s usually associated with roads like Juniper Lane or something like that. but personally i like the name Lane, like Lane…im not sure but its a pretty name, very classic, when i think of someone with that name i think of someone in sepia tonePosted By meaghan On 11.17.2009 @ 5:56 pm
She had the bottle in front of her, open, pills spilling out, and a goodbye note in her hand. She was done. Done. She wss leaving. And never coming back.
Something stopped her. A dog barking, her baby brother calling her name, she doesn’t know.
But she went and got up, and threw the pills away.Posted By Meaghan On 01.23.2010 @ 7:38 am
this word seems peaceful. “I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to make you sway” are the lyrics to the song playing in my head right now. The pink text it is written in just seems to fit so perfectly. Im thinking: green summer day, tire swing on a tree, clouds in the sky. peace.Posted By meaghan On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am