Entries By preston
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lamb
He was the lamb before the wolf. Innocent, naive, vulnerable. There was no backing out no, no survival. He swallowed and tightly closed his eyes, hoping it was all a dream and when he reopened them, he’d be back home in his bed. Such wasn’t the case.
Posted By Preston On 03.04.2013 @ 11:30 pm
musical
I don’t understand why people say they don’t like musicals. I know of several people who do, but most guys I know don’t. Is it just so utterly “gay” to sing your thoughts whilst dancing around? NO, it’s fucking fun. Get over yourselves. I will say
Posted By Preston On 01.23.2013 @ 6:47 pm
themselves
there themssleves they leave everyone alone hate thesmelves i wish i could take a trip to the moon and smoke a joint and come home i feel a little so i try to play it cool bu the words burn like fire in my mouth
Posted By Preston On 11.08.2012 @ 12:49 pm
scorn
So I looked up the definition of this word, it being one of those words you’ve heard and kinda know how to use but never really know what it means. I read it. It felt like me sometimes. I’m useless to others. I’m worthless and disgusting and unwanted, but my own boyfriend even. What the hell am I even doing with my life? Seriously? Why can’t I leave the man who scorns me, why can’t I be free, why can’t I live, why can’t I breathe?
Posted By Preston On 04.23.2012 @ 12:29 pm
recycle
Breathe. He wasn’t your first and he won’t be your last. Be. He won’t always be yours and you won’t always be his. His seemingly sharp memory will fade and his memories of you will do the same and eventually, you both will meet people with faded memories of people past. It’s how the heart is recycled and it is how you will live on.
Posted By Preston On 03.11.2012 @ 2:08 pm
wagon
It seems that everyone is jumping on the bandwagon, conforming to the monotonous lull of routines and everyday life. Even I, despite this writing, am conforming. But I want to break away. I want to breathe in the color of the world and exhale words of great beauty and might. I want to stand alone and strong on my own island of individuality, watching Routine suck people in with it’s boring, gentile tide. I want to be away from the bandwagon. I want to be me.
Posted By Preston On 02.01.2012 @ 9:33 pm
bridge
Relationships are the bridges that bring to hearts together. I don’t know if you realize, but our bridge is burning. And you? You’ve turned your back on the glowing flames as I stare from the other side, in horror as everything I’ve worked so hard on goes up in smoke.
Posted By Preston On 12.30.2011 @ 10:12 pm
carved
I looked at the tree after he backed away. And there, in all its permanence, was our names carved into the tree. “It’s to let you know that we’ll be together as long as this tree stands.” I look at the old stump and give a bitter laugh. ‘I suppose you words were fitting weren’t they?’ I think to myself. Oh old memory and old loves. How they haunt me so.
Posted By Preston On 12.26.2011 @ 10:02 pm
scar
Look at it. Look at it you god damned idiot. You see that? That’s you. This is what you did. Are you proud? Are you proud of the wound you gave me? Are you proud of the scar it turned into? Because I’m ashamed of it. And you? You could care less.
Posted By Preston On 12.18.2011 @ 11:34 pm
centerpiece
“And now for our centerpiece of tonight’s event, we have in lot number 253, a blonde, 16, young and frisky she’ll sure keep you busy!” I could not believe that he was talking about me. A fellow human being. I stood there in shock in a ridiculously bedazzled bikini set as about fifty men in masks and suits were sitting grinning at me. Me. What happened?
Posted By Preston On 12.04.2011 @ 11:26 pm
stable
I’m a mess. I’m a structure of glass on a foundation of straw. A house of cards. The slightest push is an earthquake. The breeze is a hurricane. They talk about me being stable. My mother cries as she looks at her ruins of a son. And you ask if I’m okay?
Posted By Preston On 12.02.2011 @ 12:01 pm
skyline
I climbed the last few rungs on the ladder and hoisted myself on top of one of the largest skyscrapers of the city. I look out onto the horizon as I’m struck by the beautiful skyline of the buildings with their irregular, block-like shapes and how close the clouds seem to be. I reach my hand out above me, wishfully thinking that I could grab one and climb up until I reach Heaven.
Posted By Preston On 11.30.2011 @ 9:10 am
prints
the prints that we recieved from are wedding were outstanding. They were high quality and the price was amazing. I would recomend out photographer to anyone.
Posted By preston On 11.10.2011 @ 5:06 am
husband
I stared down at the giant lustrous rock on my finger. “Husband” I mouthed. It had such an exciting but such a heavy meaning. I couldn’t believe it, all my childhood dreams of marriage, all of my fantasies of my Prince Charming were actually real. And he is mine.
Posted By Preston On 10.31.2011 @ 9:54 am
riots
People out in the street. Protests, anger, violence, bombs, detritus, screams, victory, death. Who really won in the end?
Posted By Preston On 10.29.2011 @ 1:39 am
still
Time stood still in that instant. My heart froze, my breath cut short, my blood stopped moving in my veins. It was that all of nothing moment that could change forever. I waited for a response as my body seemed to die. “I love you too.” And time was back again.
Posted By Preston On 10.27.2011 @ 7:27 pm
artistry
It was a work of artistry. It was a reaction of the tame beauty of innocence and the fiery passion of life that brought the two of them together. They were a living painting, a small sampling of the cosmos in looks. It was a gift from the gods to view their relationship, it was bliss to simply be in the same room as them .Their joy was contagious and their love permanent. Where did it go?
Posted By Preston On 10.26.2011 @ 12:31 pm
automatic
It was an automatic response. A reflex. I did it without thinking. God, I wish I could take it back. But once a word like that slips your lips it tends to stick to the person who hears its mind. What a horrible four letter word. Love. Who came up with such a stupid, beautiful piece of vocabulary that could change two lives in one instant.
Posted By Preston On 10.24.2011 @ 11:37 am
castle
There was a castle by the sea. What could such a thing house but me? As I passed through the gate, I was too late, For such a castle was not for free.
Posted By Preston On 10.19.2011 @ 11:41 pm
dull
You think you have shine like some sort of diamond? How quaint. How funny. Have you ever looked at the mirror and realized how lackluster you truly are? You think you are something shiny and new? You are dull and outdated. You are worthless. Don’t even kid yourself.
Posted By Preston On 10.17.2011 @ 1:02 pm
prosperous
Am I prosperous? Not in the sense that I have accumulated a great deal financially, but I have obtained a lot in my 23 years of life. I have obtained experience and wisdom.
Posted By Preston On 10.07.2011 @ 11:14 am
setting
It was the perfect setting for a heartbreak. It was storming outside and the rain we streaming down the glass as tears were streaming down my face. His words were like the wind outside: cold, harsh and relentless. I should have seen the storm coming long ago. If only I actually looked outside.
Posted By Preston On 10.06.2011 @ 11:57 am
driving
never really enjoyed driving, I find it annoying. Too many people headed in too many different directions, yet at the same time having a group of people joining you on your path may seem…I don’t know…rewarding? bah. I hate driving.
Posted By Preston On 08.09.2011 @ 11:57 pm
scarves
I am dissapointed with my self. I dont know where to go from here.
Posted By preston On 03.12.2011 @ 12:37 am
early
I hate waking up early. But in some cases I’d definitely rather hear a girl say she’s early instead of late…Yeah.
Posted By Preston On 09.22.2009 @ 9:01 pm
reserved
This is when you believe you have rights to have or do something. Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. But reserving the right to do something is an important human power action. But the only way something can be reserved is when the rights are transferred.
Posted By Preston On 07.06.2009 @ 12:20 pm
collapse
i fell to the floor and ate my brains till they bled and they wet the bed. i went to the grocery store and saw this girl collapse on a pile of grapes and she ate them and ate them and ate them until she could eat no more. then her child in the basket started convulsing and knocked the basket onto her and everyone was bleeding and eating grapes and cherries and bloods was all around.
Posted By preston On 08.05.2009 @ 1:01 am
