mollyruth
what does it all mean? does anything mean anything? We are the ones who give meaning to words, memories, life. We're the ones who make things worth remembering, or life worth living - so let's not be mean about it! ;)
Pregnant ladies grip the smalls of their backs as they waddle through their lives as small blimps. The bouncing babies inside their bodies poke out at them through their bellies, and their minds turn to mush because of all the energy used on keeping the little bundle of joy alive.
Sometimes life is a chore.... sometimes it's all you can do to drag yourself out of bed or off the couch in the morning, brush your teeth and put on a brave face. Sometimes all you want is a hug, sometimes all you want is a little peace.
my hope stems from my optimism. My love stems from my trust in the human race, the camaraderie and sameness that blankets us all.
She finally got that small disk of hard, black rubber to her teammate in time. All the wobbly, awkward sliding steps across the ice, all the falls and tumbles and accidental body checks had finally paid off.
Beautiful, graceful, long, lanky birds. They lift off the earth effortlessly and spread their vast wings to glide and woosh up into the air. The sky beckons as the archaic bird propels itself into the atmosphere.
For that feeling of giving a heart, held in two hands and presented willingly. Here, take it. It's yours. If only I'd be given love, longing, a heart in return.
My long, thick, clumsy braid fell against the hollow of my back as I ran down the simmer sidewalk - clumps of organized hair like the bundles of wheat on our provincial flags.
Honestly I'm angry, well not as angry as a couple people are, because that's just who I am. Honestly I'm depressed, very confused, and a little betrayed. How could she do this? Well i'm not really blaming her. I'm pretty sure this wasn't her decision. I wish I knew more.
I have had many crushes. At the water camp, at that course, at that Goldilocks and the Three Bears Camp all those years ago, he was from Saskatchewan and played the guitar. Even then I knew what I wanted. And of course the Parrot. The ongoing. 3 years, and it still excites me, still keeps me on the edge of my seat. That's why I've started to inch forward.
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