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"Never had water looked so good."
December writing prompt #4:
The counter is sparsely set:
Salt shaker, napkin dispenser, tabasco,
A few crumbs from the previous customer.
She walks behind the bar,
Pen and pad in hand.
"So what'll it be?"
But he hasn't look at the menu.
Every minute he's been in the diner,
His eyes have been glued to her:
Light hair in a messy bun,
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I secretly enjoy...
December writing prompt #3:
The feeling of a cold coming on,
The taste of cherry NyQuil on my tongue,
Curled in a fleece blanket like when I was a child.
The sound of glass breaking,
Tiny tinklings as fragile meets forceful.
Making my husband jealous;
It's nice knowing that someone else thinks I'm foxy,
And I try not to point it out to him l. (too often)
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Friday night.
December writing prompt #2:
Baby snuggled in my lap,
Elmo sings, dances, clap.
Your eyes are droppy, little yawn,
Time for bed; it won't take long.
Bathtime, bubbles, yellow duck.
Time for brushing teeth: yuck!
Sweet pink lotion, pajamas too,
Nighttime bottle, just for you.
Stories read in rocking chair,
Curled up tight with teddy bear.
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The color black.
December writing prompt #1:
The room was dark as pitch, the only light coming from the soft glow of the television. He wouldn't be home for a few hours yet; he was working the late shift tonight. If she was going to do it, she had to do it now.
She opened the laptop, opened a new tab, typed in the address: Facebook. Good, she thought, he's still ( Read more... ) -
Strange things are a foot.
Man... weird shit keeps happening to me and it always seems to involve him.
He went to SLO to see Anthony Greene, the singer from Coheed and Cambria. And he played with a member of Good Old War, and they're friends and its not unusual.
Now I just recently discovered Good Old War via Nick, and I'm kind of obsessed with them. They're terribly folksie ( Read more... ) -
Ramblings from August 8th, 2013:
The set up: was walking home after spending the night at Jasper's with some friends. Was fairly stoned, thinking of Andrew, and ended up writing this little gem while I walked:
"This town has too many instances, too many memories, too many broken hearts.I'm terrified that the last conversation we had will be the LAST conversation we have. I want to ( Read more... ) -
This isn't fair.
I've been able to go without thinking about you, and not giving a shit if we've spoken or not.
And then I start using your old pillow and I start dreaming about you every night.
This shit isn't fair.
Posted via LiveJournal app for Android.
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Quick.
I sent Scott a message last night, asking if Andrew was okay and if he'd heard from him. He said yes.
The good: knowing he's alive and safe and mostly taken care of.
The bad: knowing he's ignoring because he does, indeed, hate me.
The ugly: feeling like its all my fault.
Posted via LiveJournal app for Android.
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Sucks.
It really sucks that we aren't talking right now, because its 12:30am and I know you're awake. And I'm watching Friends like we used to together, and I'm thinking of you and missing you like mad. I know you're no good for me, and that we were awful together... but you really were my best friend and I miss you.
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films.
Finally a whole day off work to do absolutely nothing. Today, I've planned a little movie marathon for myself:
* Harold and Maude [N/A :( ]
* Like Crazy [check :) ]
* Life Aquatic [chekc :) ]
* Moonrise Kingdom
* Jesus Henry Christ
* I Heart Huckabees [N/A :( ]
* Man on the Moon [check :) ]
Plus anything else that looks good on Netflix. Wish me luck.
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