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You showed me what it felt like to feel beautiful, but you didn’t make me beautiful. You showed me what it feels like to be loved but you didn’t make me deserve love more or less than I ever have before. Now, I can show myself what I want from someone because you showed me that you weren’t willing to stay. Show yourself, or stay the fuck out of my life. Please.

Posted By Suzy On 10.19.2012 @ 3:29 pm

Kevin says I’ll take half a slice of bread. And I say do you mean half of a half or just half of a whole. He says half of that and points to half of a slice. I’m not sure he’ll eat even that even thought it’s not much. His appetite isn’t good lately.

Posted By Suzy On 08.22.2012 @ 8:14 am

When I am sad there are many things that comfort me. When I think about God and heaven and eternity than I am not as sad. When I think about the fact that God has everything in control, it brings me comfort. He loves me with a perfect love.

Posted By Suzy On 08.21.2012 @ 7:04 am

i wrote so many texts over and over, trying to get it right. if i could just click send, maybe it would end.

Posted By suzy On 08.10.2012 @ 5:29 pm

I took my camera and went down into the woods. I saw a deer standing there, motionless, looking at me. I held my camera up to my eyes. Click, click, click. I moved a little bit. A tree was blocking my view. The deer saw the movement and was gone. One minute she was there, the next she had disappeared.

Posted By Suzy On 08.02.2012 @ 3:45 pm

No matter what she did, she couldn’t make out the words on the wall. They were so familiar to what she knew, what she had spent her life learning, but yet something completely different. The language she knew was refined, but this one was dangerous.

Posted By Suzy On 05.10.2012 @ 9:42 pm

She didn’t really think about the words that much. They were just so… primitive, she thought. She hadn’t seen anything like them before, and they were rough, shaped by unsteady hands that were obviously unused to writing. But there was a simple beauty to the writing on the wall, one that she could appreciate.

Posted By Suzy On 05.10.2012 @ 9:38 pm

suppose you knows but you don’t

Posted By Suzy On 10.03.2011 @ 4:10 pm

Gym shorts use the cheapest materials: elastic included. So that’s why I never really cared if I lost mine or not. But when McCambell starts going all Psycho Gym Teacher on me for not dressing out so many times, I figure I’ll do the nice thing and warn her that I can’t find your gym shorts. Big mistake. Her solution: just go look around the locker room for a pair.

Posted By Suzy On 08.10.2011 @ 9:55 pm

Twenty-one sixteen Elizabeth Avenue: a corner house in the suburbs, near a busy street. A bush of poisonous angel’s trumpets growing in the side yard. Magnolia trees in the front and back. My name written in the sidewalk out front from the time we got new cement. It was a brick house, painted taupe and navy by my mom.

Posted By Suzy On 08.08.2011 @ 9:22 pm

canvases are a good thing to bring to the beach to keep all of your stuff safe and protected from rain and nature. canvas can also be used on onnings to protect people from the elements. canvas can come in a lot of different pretty colors that you can sometimes customize at ll bean! everybody needs a canvas sometimes!!

Posted By suzy On 08.07.2011 @ 3:14 pm

Te thing that scares me most about lightning is that you can feel it when you’re about to be struck. In the two seconds before electricity suges through your body and blows off the soles of your rubber-soled shoes, your hair will stand all over. You’ll get an immense tingling sensation. It’s almost comedic.

Posted By Suzy On 07.25.2011 @ 4:26 pm

My grandma has only ever gotten one ticket. My grandpa is a policeman, so he disapproves greatly. I can’t wait til I start driving. I’ll have to be very concious of not getting tickets; my dad will kill me. I hope my dad gives me his yellow ’78 chevy pick-up. Or let’s me fix up an old car with him.

Posted By Suzy On 07.22.2011 @ 4:23 pm

My best friend grew up in Violet, Louisiana. Mom doesn’t like her. Says she’s a bad influence. Her dad used to deal drugs in Violet. Mom doesn’t know that much. All she knows is that my friend gives her “strange vibes”. And Mom dislikes that. So, without sound reason, Mom disapproves of my best friend.

Posted By Suzy On 07.22.2011 @ 10:39 am

paisley print summer time love warm green grass sweet cool breeze in the shade long sloping hills

Posted By suzy On 05.02.2011 @ 1:12 pm

severe caugh severe head cold severe panic severe pain severe implications of a modest youth

Posted By Suzy On 04.13.2011 @ 2:11 pm

dead or alive to be found here with me needed outlaw bad-ass dangerous

Posted By suzy On 03.18.2011 @ 10:03 pm

All around us is un-recyclable crap, and I wish I could do something to stop it’s production.

Posted By Suzy On 03.01.2011 @ 10:03 am

The field is empty waiting to be filled with men ramming each other in the head and gut. The large space has many faces but with only one creative intention.

Posted By Suzy On 02.13.2011 @ 10:15 am

Face you can not erase from you memory. Faces of companies that hide behind lies. Far and few they are.

Posted By Suzy On 02.10.2011 @ 10:39 am

clock you cause alarm, u frighten me, i fear for my family, my friends my children why do you cause alarm abut not distress shall i fear you? sick roll out of bed save us all i will watch over them you cannot frighten them i am alarmed but who are you why are you what are you tick tock leave my clock touch the time scare the crows frighten the cats ring on and on with no regrets

Posted By suzy On 02.07.2011 @ 4:03 pm

Darkroom photography Darkrooms elicit dark actions Mark a room as dark Render it blank Is blank dark, is dark blank Darkrooms are full of mystery and delight Or scarry scenes My room is dark too dark too sleep Too dark too light A light dark room is best

Posted By Suzy On 02.01.2011 @ 1:49 pm

relatives. relate. related to you. i have lost too many close relatives in my 27 years so far. Losing those close to you makes you really appreciate the relatives you still have. Just like good friends are few and far between, relative who understand you and who you can really be yourself with are also few and far between. For the most part, you can’t choose your relatives, they choose you. Really take a good look at history and you will see that we are all relatives. You are my brother and my sister and vice a versa. We all came from the same place. We are all related. And we can all relate in that we are all humans living on this earth togehther. No matter what superficial differences, or the differences you think we have, we are all the same.

Posted By Suzy On 01.26.2011 @ 12:07 pm

I’ve recently realised that recipes are incredible – I used to feel a distinct lack of creativity whenever it came to meal times, but after taking a peek in some of my close friends recipe books I suddenly feel totally inspired to create!!!!!

Posted By Suzy On 01.19.2011 @ 3:49 am

The pouch was dripping with water as it bounced on the camel’s back. I was a mere slave, and thirsted for a drink of that precious water. If only I could reach the life-giving leather pouch.

Posted By Suzy On 09.13.2010 @ 10:58 pm

this is improv isnt it? i dont know what to say about pouches other than the fact that they carry my coins and my chocolate like on that episode of spongebob where he had a million pouches of CCCHHHOOOCCCOOOLLAATTTEE!!!!

Posted By suzy On 09.13.2010 @ 5:24 pm

I used to carve pumpkins. It seems like the kind of thing that would make for a fond childhood memory, but it never did. All I remember is that nasty gooeyness of pumpkin guts and mum taking the knives away because they are “too sharp.”

Posted By suzy On 06.29.2010 @ 6:36 pm

I put the collar around her golden neck. She ran in to the wild distance unaware of it’s restraint.

Posted By suzy On 05.29.2010 @ 10:19 am

regardless of how I feel I will choose to love. I will smile when it rains, I will draw rainbows from the clouds. Regardless of my suffering I will see joy.

Posted By suzy On 05.04.2010 @ 12:31 am

I want Ryan more than I’ve wanted anything or anyone my entire life, and now, I can’t have him. He wants somebody else and I can’t do a thing about it but pretend not to want him anymore.

Posted By suzy On 07.22.2008 @ 9:34 pm