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I hope we never separate, like particles when they accelerate because I know i could not stand a day. Where I couldn’t see that pretty face. you’ve set my heart ablaze – on fire. ya love is my desire, and I hope it is what I acquire. -Kryptomike-
In case you didn’t notice something today it’s that white picket fences have daily growth spurts. I guess it’s time to walk home from school a little faster each day before the heights really start to hurt. You can giggle and giggle a gaggle just as much as it’s alright to cry. But whatever you choose to do, just …
Reader’s note – piece contains potentially triggering language involving a woman’s right to choose No regrets about the decision, but it hurt like hell. Worse actually. There really isn’t an accurate way to describe that pain. The discomfort. The sound of the machine. The biggest needle ever manufactured. The gray, shiny room. The cold, clean …
Athletes from around the world gave us a thrill within waling distance of the poorest cities n Brazil For them the money didn’t trickle down from all the wild parties out on town For these residents it was elaborate shell game a best it does not matter to them that over 100 medals were won …
On a not-so-lazy Sunday afternoon I was getting about ready to burn all my paints, books, pens and beads all to the muddy, dusty yet green Midwestern ground— —until a voice that sounded like a vivacious, ginger-haired, eighteen-year-old version of myself crawled into my room like a spider and made this razor-sharp and poignant sound: …
Did I commit a crime? No, I didn’t. Am I innocent? Yes, I am. Do you wanna know why I might end up in jail? Yes, you want to know; I can see you nodding your heads. Well, frankly I don’t know why. However, the possibility is still there. I am just so angry and …
It’s been days since I’ve slept and instead of counting sheep I’ve been counting the days since you slammed the door shut. There’s a table in our dining room full of apology letters and dead flowers. The letters are full of things like “I forgot to tell you” and kisses imprinted with your favorite lipstick. …
Amazing you should call now, Wanting me. Where were you when my bed was cold, The theater seat beside me stayed empty, When I needed my tears dried? Where were you? How ironic you should call now Wanting me. Where were you when a secret had to be told, My long hair needed combed, When …
Our mind can often act in a funny manner. With an ability to run and wander around, it can quickly reach someplace else, before we even realize it. While performing a task in hand, it may think about some mistakes of the past or while enjoying some pleasures in the present, it may prompt us …
Humility is hard. The trickiest part about it is that the moment you think you have it, is the moment you really don’t have it, because you think you do. Slippery little sucker, isn’t it? The hardest part about it is when God helps you learn it. Hello, why did I think that prayer was …