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anchor
the rusty lump of metal was throw overboard. it sank deep into the phosphorescent ocean: past the various creatures of the deep. until, finally, it reach the sandy bed. the ship, with its exuberant velocity, dragged the anchor like a toy along the murky depths until it crashed and fused with a jagged rock.
Posted By Ollie On 04.12.2013 @ 10:55 am
destined
In the beginning I knew I was destined for greatness. I had my bag of chips and sprite right at my side and no one could stand in my way.
Posted By Ollie On 03.26.2013 @ 1:11 pm
returned
It was returned to me the very next day. i never sent a package that had never been delivered. i wanted it to get to m great aunt in norwich, but now, i got the mutton back. fully wrapped. i was not best pleased with rowel mails decision to return the mutton to me, but the post office works in mysterious ways.
Posted By Ollie On 03.07.2013 @ 1:52 pm
startled
“WHAT?!” she exclaimed startled. “Yes ma’am” the shop assistant respectfully replied “shoes are half price today”.
Posted By Ollie On 02.25.2013 @ 12:24 pm
sanctity
They told me you were important. A God. Holy. Mighty.
When one repeats this over and over into your six year old brain, you’d take it to be truth.
Now I don’t know if the historians were blinded. I thought you righteous, I thought you perfect.
You weren’t.
You were a king, oh right. And you sat on a throne of lies.
Posted By Ollie On 02.15.2013 @ 8:39 am
claims
I claim I’m right, even when I’m wrong. I claim I can’t, even when I can. I claim I know the truth when all I know are lies.
Posted By Ollie On 02.06.2013 @ 1:10 pm
features
her features shone out at me like a thousand suns. her high cheekbones, her slender nose. those piercing, intense eyes. they rooted me to the spot, frozen in awe. her beauty was more though. more than her features. it was her confidence. the way she wore it like a dress. i have never seen someone stand so proud. yet there was something beneath. something behind her mask of pride. fear. fear of being alone. fear of dismissal. for just like everyone else, she had feelings.
Posted By Ollie On 01.31.2013 @ 9:56 pm
patient
patience is a virtue we are all uselessly impatient beings that are like cows bashing everywher ei think of crushed potatoes when one is impatient because when you don’t allow a potato to simmer, you don’t allow it to become a good potato. i lack patience and therefor i am not a good baker or a potato patisserie or a potato chef in general. potatoes are henceforth more patient than me
Posted By Ollie On 12.14.2012 @ 9:37 am
object
Object.
You are an object of appreciation.
You are an object of fancy.
You are an object worth ten thousand dreams ((they never exist))
You are an object.
Nothing more than an object.
Posted By Ollie On 12.03.2012 @ 9:02 am
measured
What can be measured?
Time, the thickness of your coarse thighs, the length of your pudgy fingers.
No.
What can’t be measured?
Your kindness. Your personality. Your happiness.
You.
Posted By Ollie On 11.14.2012 @ 9:06 pm
interest
“I’m interested in you,” he breathed, lips almost touching her ear.
“Wha-?”
“I’m interested to know how your blood-” hands sliding down her arms- “will trickle down your cracked skin-” musingly drawing circles on her clammy skin- “or whether they will run down my arms and weave a pattern of circles onto your-” hands fumbling with her shirt buttons- “tanned stomach. Will you disappoint me?”
Posted By Ollie On 11.03.2012 @ 9:55 pm
guard
“You have to be on your guard,” he told me, fingers trailing over my clenched jaw.
“Against?” I prompted, letting my fingers slide over his hands, dragging them away from me.
There was a brief moment of silence.
“Me.”
Posted By Ollie On 11.02.2012 @ 9:31 pm
society
ancient
The ancient road: that leads to nowhere. The one that many have travelled but few have understood. The one that we all blindly follow into nothingness. Only the brave walk on the grass. Only the brave follow a different path.
Posted By Ollie On 02.10.2013 @ 4:17 am
alive
I felt so alive, the way she looked at me. I felt… Infinite…
Posted By ollie On 09.16.2012 @ 5:59 pm
half
“You’ve half a mind!” “Half a leg!” “Half an arm!” “Half a face!” “How disgusting.”
But you still mean the whole world to me.
Thank you.
Posted By Ollie On 08.22.2012 @ 8:22 am
concept
“The concept of this whole… play/game/storyline called “life” is that no one ever understands it.
No one.
However, there are winners and there are losers.”
“It sounds quite fickle to me.”
“Everyone has to participate, dear.”
Posted By Ollie On 08.13.2012 @ 6:17 am
texts
She texted me love letters and hefty summaries of her day. I’d always smile when I receive them, simple or silly. t e x t s a r e t i n y w o r d s
Posted By Ollie On 08.10.2012 @ 9:43 pm
manners
Manners, fluffy, manners.
The only thing you’re lacking:
“ONE SIMPLY DOES NOT–”
“oh whatever, yeah I’ll just go ship those two together. mkay. byeeeee”
“ONE SIMPLY DOES NOT GO–”
“OH GOD DID YOU SEE HOW CANON THEY ARE–ASDFJKL”
Posted By Ollie On 08.10.2012 @ 1:07 am
key
He was the key to her.
Ironically,
She was the heart of EDEN, the key to everything–the apocalypse, the Pandora’s box, the heart and the soul of Mitchelle.
Posted By Ollie On 08.05.2012 @ 7:51 am
bucket
don’t kick the bucket.
i’m just so tired. bucket, bucket of tears poured down her face. no, i don’t think that’s right.
maybe the bucket was used to cleanse the soul and body. bucket. bucket.
Posted By Ollie On 07.09.2012 @ 1:58 am
chills
chill. SHE’S JUST POKING YOU ON FACEBOOK.
This is making me bonkers.
sigh.
“It sent chills down my spine”: the commonly used phrase.
Posted By ollie On 06.30.2012 @ 10:15 pm
dwell
“It does no good to dwell on dreams.”
But I am forever living in dreams, in an eternal maze that’s spiraling downwards.
Posted By ollie On 06.23.2012 @ 11:54 pm
fractures
“Fractures. A clean cut will allow it to heal faster.”
“It won’t! It won’t! That book is killing me mentally! I’ve tried burning it, but it’s no use!”
–from a victim of a horrible book series.
Posted By ollie On 06.22.2012 @ 5:26 am
persons
Democracy: Rule by persons elected by public. Oligarchy: Rule by a few. Theocracy: Rule by religious leaders. Monarchy: Rule by a king/queen Plutocracy: Rule by the wealthy.
HISTORY.
Posted By ollie On 06.21.2012 @ 9:37 am
pits
“If you don’t do this, you’d fall into the pits of hell.” That’s what they told me, when I refused to say graces before lunch.
I didn’t understand. How could God–who loved you so–push you into the scorching flames of hell when He’d claimed He’d love you so?
Posted By ollie On 06.20.2012 @ 8:38 am
framework
So a student in class says, “Framework can mean the literal idea of it–practically frame or a structure of a building. Whereas, in the figurative meaning, it can mean the framework of literature, like ‘Twilight’.”
“‘Twilight’ has framework?” My literature teacher raises her eyebrows.
And that’s why I love her. :D
Posted By ollie On 06.18.2012 @ 2:20 am
pour
she poured her heart out into her creation.
Momma poured the syrup into the tin.
It may seem easy and relaxing, but it’s not. It’s a battle. A nerve-racking battle. It will make your hands tremble at the prospects of overpouring.
It’s a battle.
Posted By ollie On 06.17.2012 @ 2:20 am
mayor
this reminds me… of the powerpuff girls.
ahh, sweet childhood.
when the mayor was just a chibi-sized fluff ball of mustache.
and they went about fighting crime in the most bizarre ways.
how did crime happen every single day? OAO
Posted By ollie On 06.15.2012 @ 10:44 pm
