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I want to be a rockstar, just like the ones that you see on t.v. I also wish that I was born in the 80s because I love the scene from back then. It was a time where you could express yourself through music of your choice and not be judged for it; a true rocker!

Posted By Olivia On 05.16.2013 @ 11:01 am

white and soggy. Meant for cleanliness, but is always slimy and covered in bubbles. Gets in your eyes, but I can’t do without it. Sometimes it’ll slip out of my hands and fall onto the bathroom floor. I don’t like that, but i’ll forgive the soap because he didn’t know any better. And he was just trying to help.

Posted By Olivia On 05.09.2013 @ 3:37 pm

so glide away on soapy heels and promise not to promise anymore and if you come around again then I will take then I will take the chain from off the door.

-I.M.

Posted By Olivia On 05.09.2013 @ 1:41 pm

stories are imagination, they come and go. You never know when youare going to get a good idea. Sometimes you’ll like it and sometimes you won either or is okay, stories are about xperimenting

Posted By Olivia On 05.07.2013 @ 6:36 am

Tell me yours.

I’ll listen.

Posted By Olivia On 05.06.2013 @ 1:36 pm

“Simplify” read the sign on her cluttered wall of self-help phrases.

Would’ve been simpler without it, I think.

Posted By Olivia On 05.08.2013 @ 2:22 pm

It’s moving day for the armadillos.

That wonderful day when they simplify their lives and discard all the rusty red nostalgia they’ve been toting around all year long.

Posted By Olivia On 05.08.2013 @ 2:16 pm

She holds up her sign and the corners of her lips turn down.

Okay thanks.

Posted By Olivia On 05.03.2013 @ 6:31 pm

Metro. Another word for train, subway. I was once waiting for the metro. I was maybe twelve at the time. A riot broke out in the station. I remember lots of yelling and shoving and my parents and grandparents getting worried. I can’t recall much else.

Posted By Olivia On 04.19.2013 @ 1:49 pm

I hate myself for being attracted to you and for making your looks the main reason I liked you. That’s all you really have anyways. Your looks. You’re mean and ugly on the inside, and if you aren’t you certainly haven’t shown me otherwise.

Posted By Olivia On 04.13.2013 @ 2:36 pm

something you dig second word in Marianas trench a six letter word

Posted By Olivia On 04.08.2013 @ 2:09 pm

The heart causes calamity. You’re in distress of new or old feelings. You’ll always be at a battle and most likely it will cause you calamity in one way or another.

Posted By olivia On 03.25.2013 @ 5:54 pm

the city fell apart and so did i. the towers fell and so did my spirit. the place i had loved for so long was gone. but i will move on. i will go somewhere new, somewhere good. a fresh start. from destruction comes rebirth.

Posted By Olivia On 03.17.2013 @ 9:11 pm

Why cant we be eternal? life would be so much easier without worries and if only we could live as if there was no end. Could happiness exist even then? or would people continuously be unsatisfied with perfection? I wish to be eternal, if only for a lifetime.

Posted By Olivia On 03.13.2013 @ 5:07 pm

the terrain was long, green, freshly cut. It was fake grass, fake as in it had been applied to the earth in patches. It smelled raw, new, young. Soon there would be a home, for us. Our home. It would take many months, a year or two even. I didn’t know exactly, but I was happy to know that it would be ours. our home.

Posted By OLIVIA On 03.09.2013 @ 6:48 pm

Only pure sweetness and love, the portrayal of innovence that everyone can recognize, Feel the soft, warm, fleece against your rough, calousy hands. You wish you were as sweet and pure as it but you are instead the lion that feeds upon the gentle creature.

Posted By Olivia On 03.04.2013 @ 6:05 pm

When I got to work that morning, I felt as ill as I had in days. I couldn’t even begin to think about serving my customers; I could barely keep my head up. Somehow, the day began

Posted By Olivia On 03.01.2013 @ 5:38 pm

“Can we go live in the cave now?” I ask, wiping my eyes. That line has been a long-running joke between me and my group of friends. It’s our way of saying “People suck. Let’s avoid them for life.” My friends start joking about how we’ll furnish our rocky home away from civilization, and the crying stops.

Posted By Olivia On 02.23.2013 @ 6:58 pm

His jacket was black and sleek, leathery. She slipped it onto herself and enjoyed its warmth and familiarity. It was his, but it was also hers.

Posted By Olivia On 02.21.2013 @ 6:02 pm

The fatigue of grief fell over me like a blanket of steel, weighing my mind like dumbbells.

Posted By Olivia On 02.17.2013 @ 8:14 pm

I feel tired more lately. I always end up sleeping about nine hours even if I go to bed earlier than I normally do. Why is this happening? I wish I could get up earlier so I could be more productive rather than start my day at 11 am. This is something I should work for.

Posted By Olivia On 02.17.2013 @ 10:07 am

To be forced into to doing something. Lured into by force.

Posted By Olivia On 02.15.2013 @ 11:49 am

Cool is a strange word. It has different meanings, and people use it to describe multiple unrelated things – unrelated until connected by the word ‘cool’. It is used so often, in reference to so many different things, that is has become ambiguous.

Posted By Olivia On 01.28.2013 @ 3:36 am

“Speak up for your self!” Well, what if I don’t want to speak up? What if I don’t want to speak? Words are useless sometimes.

Posted By Olivia On 01.26.2013 @ 6:57 pm

speaking is something that people do to express themselves. The thoughts that come from your mouth when you are thining deeply or just joking around. but speaking isn’t always adequate and sometimes there are know words for your feelings

Posted By olivia On 01.26.2013 @ 12:00 pm

I remember the first time I got up on stage and performed. There were plenty of other actors and actresses, but I was one of the youngest. I was part of the ensemble, but apparently I was good enough to be moved to two small roles. I sang my heart out during every song and put my all into every line. It’s been a while since I was in a show, but none will ever compare to “Guys and Dolls.”

Posted By Olivia On 01.23.2013 @ 3:40 pm

Today, it rained. And all I could think of was how funny it was that it started raining as I started to cry. The rain came down harder as my crying turned to sobbing. But you comforted me. You made me feel better. We stopped fighting. You made me stop crying. Then the rain stopped. I thought it was funny. I really did. And I don’t really know why I did.

Posted By Olivia On 01.11.2013 @ 8:24 pm

you were the only person to know the six words. you gave me three of them and when I told you that you had guessed three out of the six, you said, “you know I can’t promise that.” the only thing I wanted was you to PROMISE everything would be okay.

Posted By Olivia On 01.09.2013 @ 2:58 am

everything that didn’t happen, never was. return to everything you hated.

Posted By Olivia On 01.05.2013 @ 10:32 pm

My boyfriend is extremely religious, and his parents are those stereotypical “Jesus freaks.” He’s not as bad as them, but he’s still very, very religious. I, on the other hand, am not. I believe in God, the Lord, and I believe I’m a good Christian. But I can’t help but be terrified that his parents will hate the day he proposes to me just because I’m not like them.

Posted By Olivia On 01.05.2013 @ 10:40 am