Family · Myself · People · Summer · Thoughts · Uncategorized · Writing

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday…

The days blend together like coffee and creamer. They seem to create one long line of my lifespan in which nothing new happens. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Monday though Friday, the same old routine. Wake up later than I should, get to work, work, get off of work and come home.… Continue reading Sunday, Monday, Tuesday…

People · Relationship · Thoughts · Writing

Embrace It

The cool, crisp air creeps into the open windows and chills my skin. I am brought back to my meeting with him, the night he told me the truth. It brought me back to memories of us in the cold of winter. The deep blue, starry sky led me to memories of his lips pressed… Continue reading Embrace It

Inspiration · Life · Myself · People · Uncategorized · Writing

The Words I Hate Most

"Goodbye" I spoke the shortened version: "bye," because I hope that one day I will see him again. I don't know what will happen then, I am scared. I know last night I cried like a baby, because I was thinking about him, and then I wrote that poem, https://writingapaige.wordpress.com/2012/05/31/lie-here-in-my/ ,I cried like a baby when I wrote… Continue reading The Words I Hate Most

Friends · Life · Myself · People · Relationship · School · Writing

At last

I have a prom date, and I am really happy. Prom is my birthday and I am working and going with one of the guys from my creative writing class. I'm really nervous, but excited. First high school dance and it happens to be my birthday, and it so happens to be prom. I have… Continue reading At last

Animals · Myself · Nature · People · Pets · Uncategorized

Thank you.

I'm waiting for the week to be over. I want it to end, or go by fast. Please! I am brimming with excitement, I can't wait for Friday, my payday. I will be getting a big paycheck and I am going to spend most of it on my new companion. A Ball python or a… Continue reading Thank you.

Life · Myself · People · Thoughts · Writing

Apologies with curse words.

My apologies for not keeping up with my blog. I have been busy with school, work, and myself. I'm not going to cry anymore, fuck that. What is crying going to do anyway; eyes become pussy, face and chest red, nothing else. I don't want to be how I am anymore, I am going to fucking… Continue reading Apologies with curse words.

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How these days are spent

These snowless days are spent alone, and bo~oring. My lover is off having the time of his life, and I am very, very happy for him; but you see... I am sitting in my bedroom, basically wasting away. I sit on the computer watching Netflix, occasionally checking Facebook (Which is highly unpopular), Deviantart, and some other miscellaneous websites that… Continue reading How these days are spent

Family · Faults · Myself · People · Uncategorized

What family gatherings?

My favorite type of family gatherings? I really don't have any. I have been to a couple of family gatherings. My Uncles birthday party, which was pretty fun, despite sitting around and doing little to nothing. I went to my boyfriends' family Thanksgiving, which was alright, despite sitting around eating and sharing stories, which I… Continue reading What family gatherings?

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424 to 1,000

Hello! You know what I want this year, the end of this year, I want a 1,000 views on my blog! I really want that. You know how you can help? Tell people, share this blog, please! It would be amazing as this is my first blog. It would be really nice too! And awesome… Continue reading 424 to 1,000

Inspiration · Life · People · Poetry · Thoughts · Writing

A poem about POETRY – through my eyes

    Poetry, Rhythmic Rhymes of sound and tunes. Tickling the tip of your tongue as you sing that lyrical idea you plotted on paper. Emotional thoughts and feelings of all sorts, Expressed through Motion, Language, and Sound. That lyrical, Rhythmic passion your voice creates, Echoes in a tight room and the meaning, along with… Continue reading A poem about POETRY – through my eyes