Thewordsyouscribbled

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I knew a little girl – A poet of love – once. She’d scream to the world of Love and thought she knew it, Standing on the corner Calling out, having fits. Pretty love words pouring From her fleshy, pink lips. Body aching at the Thought of soon finding it I knew a poet once – A little girl in love. She cried when it got in And ripped her heart. Said it Hurt like swallowing nails, Choking on each small bit. Love drowned her with its strength And broke her with its kiss When she finally fell To her knees, that was it. I knew a poet once… Little girl – she grew up.

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An Exercise in Boredom. by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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An Exercise in Boredom.

Oh, I am bored, He murmured to Himself, seated ever-so comfortably on His thrown above everything. Absentmindedly, He scratched His chin, looking through The One Window down at entirety. Nothing is new, He groaned to what looked like no one in particular, though a trained mind would know that He never speaks to Himself, and, in fact, there was a timid being standing politely out of sight. Oh, look. A new star, here! And a dying one there! People mill about ignorant on Earth and all of the- what are they calling them?- "Aliens" that I have brought to life are still at war over that galaxy. There is nothing new. I am so bored! He said his la

What Is The Reason by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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What Is The Reason

I stood around that reception room too long, with half-strangers approaching me every other second, expressing how they were “sorry” for my loss. Ugh. And then there was the buzz going around – we just had to find out she was expecting this way – which I tired of almost instantly. All the mothers getting close to my face, and asking silly questions, like Oh, what would her name have been? If only I had done it. It would have shamed her memory though. Told them that the child’s name would be Forgotten, because we had agreed we were not ready for any such thing. But instead, I just looked at those women, with th

If I Were To Hate You by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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If I Were To Hate You

Ever since I can recall, my dream was to be a lawyer. A famous one. A talented one. One known for her tactlessness and refusal to take certain cases based on principle. A true bitch, who controls the courtroom and draws the audience in – captures them – to be wrapped around my every word. And I trained for it. For eighteen years I studied. I practiced. I travelled the country to compete against every other wannabe lawyer, feeding off of their weaknesses in order to clamber my way to the top of the metaphorical ladder. And then you know what I did? I let it go. I fell in love, diary. I met him at sixteen and made my decision a

Our Story, Part 1. by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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Our Story, Part 1.

It was an ordinary morning, in an ordinary week, when she gradually lifted her little ears off of her eyes to greet the day. And immediately, she sensed something was off. Having experienced a wonderful day previous to this one, she remained positioned on their mitten, having expected this sensation to wash over her. He was already awake -- off to get them a good breakfast -- so she stretched her tiny paws and listened for his return. And she listened. She took in a shaky breath, and exhaled a sigh, and continued to listen. Eventually, that uneasy feeling she'd awoken to caused her to scuttle out of bed and take a peek into the Giants' fo

Our Story: Part Intro. by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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Our Story: Part Intro.

I guess you could say she was a bit unusual, as far as looks go. Her ears were too small, and she seemed to be a bit more off color than your average feeding mouse. He, however. He was white, everywhere white, just as he was supposed to be, with soft fuzz and a constantly warm belly, a tail that was just long enough, and large ears. He was bigger than her, but not by much. Just enough so that she could comfortably lay next to him and his size would not crush her tiny paws. They often rested on the cool concrete together, watching the giants through the crack in the wall, and she'd let hear ears flop down over her eyes and she'd sleep there. H

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Living Nightmares by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

An Exercise in Boredom. by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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An Exercise in Boredom.

Wake Up by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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Wake Up

Children laugh at the unclaimed as they pass by My soul is dehydrated; my body, weak. Lizards -- their fingernails stick to high places, colored bodies understanding evil Nonsense. Comfortable in a lonely position... Hate. It is a strong word, the inability to stand, writing words on a page to feel occupied. Look busy. Act as though I am not bothered. The woman destroyed my dreams and then The man burned my safe place. Praying the ants won't eat me alive, or the eyes suck out my being... Hate. She calls and asks, You long to tell, But misery needs no company this H O U R

General Nemo by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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General Nemo

No one was more perplexing to Yossarian than General Nemo. He was a short man with toned arms and a beard that’s crimson color did not match the ashy blonde ringlets of hair falling into his face. Certainly, he was an escapee from the insanity ward. He was talkative and outgoing, angry and sad and happy, and his long, knuckled fingers were skilled in the art of many-a-thing. He was the whitest white man Yossarian ever knew. And he would know; he’d seen a lot of white men. It must have rained mud wherever General Nemo lived, because he had freckles all over his body, that the nurses loved and Yossarian abhorred. General Nemo flir

Come, Tell Me About Yourself by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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Come, Tell Me About Yourself

Size six ass and Size two waist. Size three hips and Sexy face. Smooth-lined ribs and Happy trail. Tiny ears Collar bone C-cup breasts and Spicy taste. Librarian glasses, Long slender toes, Almond amber “cow” eyes, And a cute nose. Five foot Three inches Heart-shaped face. Summer tan, Winter tan, Year round flip flop tan. Come and know my colors Come and learn my shapes. Come and taste my sharp tongue Come invade my space.

My Two Edged Sword by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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My Two Edged Sword

You see me now, filled with illness, angry with moans of sadness, happyness, fright and dare. Rosey cheeks and shining skin, will you understand this tenderness? And now it's late I'm late You're late And eyes glisten with care.. I'm far away just close enough to smell to touch not taste. You see me there, I smile at you and then you call my name. And now it's late I'm late You're late You understand that "blessed" silence.. Loss and gain? You smell, you touch, you taste, you breathe, You're frightened of that concequence. We want your life and will and closeness And you just want Me. You move I move It's dreadf

Pyramid Upsidedown Cake by Thewordsyouscribbled, literature

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Pyramid Upsidedown Cake

When we are born, our pyramid is sitting on it's side. And as we grow, as we mature, it takes us for a ride. We learn to push and pull and love, and stand that thing up straight. It sits there perfect, like a star, And man, it looks top rate! If we are smart, we keep it there; an accomplishment and crown. But if we are downright unlucky, we flip it upsidedown! We stand there with our pyramid Holding it by the tip, And if we do not stand up tall We might accidentally trip. But we will learn to walk a line And keep our pyramid steady Eventually we can set it down And thats when we are ready... The truth is we will all go dow

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I'm just a silly little
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love-struck sun-struck,
Never gonna be famous;
Flip flop, sunshine, mini-skirts in the winter-time.

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Thewordsyouscribbled

Jan 30, 2010

Blah Blah Blah Fat.

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My mother sent me a really cute text message this afternoon. "Love you. You looked really pretty today. And nice legs, too! Lol." I thought it was silly/ nice because all I wore when visiting her today was a tee shirt with my green hoodie and some short shorts. Josh looked at me as I crawled into bed next to him and responded, "my baby does have some sexy legs."

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Thewordsyouscribbled

Jan 24, 2010

Devious Journal Entry

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Tonight I will be changing my sheets, vacuuming my room, and relocating my dream-catcher in a wild attempt to cure my body of whatever demons caused the several nightmares in a row last night. One which had me waking up mid-thrash, discovering that I'd fought so hard my bed was completely stripped of even the bottom sheet. Stupid dreams.

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Thewordsyouscribbled

Jan 23, 2010

The List.

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This is my current list of books to read during the 2010 year, in no particular order, though the only ones I currently own, and so the ones I assume I'll be reading first, are the first four on my list. However, I can borrow number five from my loving boyfriend, as well. 1.) The Da Vinci Code, by Dan Brown. Currently 236 pages in and enjoying it rather thoroughly. 2.) Blink (The Power of Thinking Without Thinking), by Malcom Gladwell A book concerning the human unconscious and our ways of "having a feeling," recommended to me by a very intelligent boy I know from Mock Trial. 3.) The Time Traveler's Wife, by Audrey Niffenegger  I was drawn

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Michael-18

Jan 17, 2010

You just look like you need another comment on your page.

Hey!

Hey!

Why thank you! Much appreciated xD <3

Michael-18

Jan 18, 2010

You are most welcome! How are you doing, sweetie?

Thewordsyouscribbled

Jan 18, 2010

Well right now I'm absolutely scared out of my mind, for what I believe to be no reason whatsoever. I guess forever is just a big word, and I had to figure out sometime that I truly want to be in it forever... my relationship, that is.
/vent.
How are you?

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Yay! you found me!

I did! It's the only thing I did online when I came home Sunday night, lol (spent the night Saturday at Josh's), before I went to bed.