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I’ve always wanted to be in one of the plays at my school. Something about the stage, the fun the actors have, the ambiance of it all was so appealing to my creative nature. All of my friends were in plays and they, at the tryouts, always proved themselves more worthy actors than I. It’s okay, because they deserved it more than me.Posted By Nina On 05.21.2013 @ 12:53 pm
he stood up and everyone was still coughing and clapping and chewing and whispering-all-too-loudly
and all they needed was one old woman to take her stand and tap the glass with the fork end and ting ting ting the speech would start and no one did and he stood there and his knees trembled and he waited to dissolve in the puddle of sweat that was coming out of his armpitsPosted By nina On 01.15.2013 @ 2:02 am
There once was a girl who was a girl who liked to play with other girls. I think deep down she was a lesbian from birth but has been lying to herself her whole life. That girl is now a 20 year old girl who hangs out with boys and denies the truth even to herself. That sucks.Posted By Nina On 01.01.2013 @ 2:30 am
Local is the produce I eat, it’s the people I hang out with and the things I do every day. Local is the clothing I try to buy, when I end up at boutiques instead. I know local is good. But I don’t know the difference between local and organic. But I do know that local with an e, takes me to Italy.Posted By nina On 11.26.2012 @ 4:47 pm
-marry me? I wanted to jot in halfway to mention midsentence in conversation for no real reasons apart from the way your eyes flash and shine apart from everything (so vibrant) about you.
I wanted to ask you even though love is ephemeral even though love is eternal even though you’re a girl and I’m a girl and you probably like boys even though it’s illegal here. It made me want it more.
I want you more.Posted By nina On 11.19.2012 @ 2:00 am
Before it happened, before it all went down. My life was different, it was different back then. It’s my burden now, not just hers or his: it’s mine. They’re gone, they’re all gone. Before, it was all so simple, none of us had anything to worry about. Before… before the madness.Posted By nina On 09.24.2012 @ 3:50 pm
A thing that is happening. Something to be excited about. God who knows. Why am I sitting here being calm and pretending to study. I feel like a sickness. Gross. Nauseous. Something is wrong and you can tell. Sorry. I’m sorry. I’m just passing the time though. An event is something to look forward to and plan.Posted By Nina On 08.19.2012 @ 9:31 pm
tomorrow should be better but it wont be. any plans i make will seem selfish to anyone else but me. i always end up hurting people when they just dont understand how much i care about them in all actuality. im just a little different than they are. it doesnt mean im an asshole. please be good tomorrow.Posted By nina On 06.29.2012 @ 11:45 pm