new blog update finally |
Lead foot. Pressed firmly against the accelerator, hoping the engine can keep up with your racing mind. With familiar lyrics to indifferent songs bleeding through your speakers. A sudden silence flood...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 12:38:00 GMT |
Rambles of shameful acts. |
Well here i am,
My attempt to see how boring or non exciting my life truely is, For instance lay my body down on that comfortable surface, the "comfort zone" as some could perhaps say it. Letting tho...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:09:00 GMT |
read it. |
An existentialist at heart,
A diplomatic question was brought to my attention.
Who are we really?
Perhaps this is where I should allow my story to begin, I looked up at the clouds that sift and g...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 15:13:00 GMT |
READ. |
Untitled.
Daylight
Directions and college letters litter the floor. Various things to remind her of how lost she really is. Empty pop bottles, graduation souvenirs, her favorite CD's lost then...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 08:22:00 GMT |
new blog [[read]] |
Across the room.
Soft. I hid my head within this beautiful realm of light. Drift into space, what a beautiful scenery. Hold my hand. I forgot you disappeared. Soft. The smell surrounds my fac...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 13:44:00 GMT |
the newest blog. [[read]] |
We Are
Brown. The simple dignified color of my familiar bedroom door, although now it is covered with famous...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:54:00 GMT |
new read |
Pile of metal
The pile of metal with wheels stayed stationed in my drive way, with the suns reflection bouncing off it in several directions. Icy breeze floated up my dress, leaving goose bumps along ...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 17:31:00 GMT |
New short story. read it please |
She shifts
Shifting body weight from leg to another, still unbalanced, still not coordinated. What am I missing, she asked her self. Everything thing in her life still perfectly co...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 22:06:00 GMT |
another mini story. read this one. |
Something with 8 petals
She kept holding it in her hands, refusing to put it down. Walking down the old pavement towards her home, her life felt in slow motion, almost paused. But this wa...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 16:42:00 GMT |
mini story. |
There was a peach tree in the background, never looked so, so beautiful? I suppose words are hard to find to master what i wish to discribe. Although i could just make up word for it, but what good w...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 18:57:00 GMT |
