Please enjoy, and, as I said in my post, please have an awesome holiday, no matter which one it is!


LIZ'S PRIZEFar, far awayfar enough away that even the Star Wars scrollbar loses receptionthere was a tiny town called Genericville nestled between the foothills of two mountains that certainly didnt resemble any taboo parts of the female anatomy. (Oh yes, I did just go there.) And in this very clean-minded, well-mannered, and perfectly manicured town resided Liz. Liz wasnt like the other civilians at all. Even the boys didnt make jokes about those two not-at-all suggestive mountains, but Liz laughed about them all the time. She wore fun, anti-polos and anti-gray clothes.LIZ'S PRIZE


candidate for gov schoolI once held a flower in my hand. Soft and slightly prickly it stared up at me through an unsure brow.candidate for gov school
I breathe on a scream carved into your skin. You're as surreal as a windshield dipped in pollen, and just as hard to see through. I tap you on the shoulder
just to get you to turn your head. Just making sure. You nod even though I don't say anything.
A lingering look behind your lashes I once held a flower in my hand. tells me how many times you've tried to get away, tried getting someone to believe you, tried locking yourself away u


Christmas ScriptAuthor's Notes: Yeah, so I'm trying to remember to post more, so I thought I'd put this up since it's Christmas Eve and all. I wrote this for Melissa as her Christmas card. I think I'll just put up a list of characters to make it less confusing.Christmas Script
Kelly: Me. Melissa and Sydney: M'dawgs. Alex: Melissa's boyfran Patrick: My brother, who I love, even if he tells me to go play in traffic a lot. Ryan, Brendon, Spencer, Jon=Panic at the Disco Ray, Bob, Gerard, Frank, Mikey=My Chemical Romance
And I think that's it. Enjoy :) &nbs


Annual Holiday Letter 08WRITER'S NOTE: The second paragraph of this won't make sense unless you know that my mom's name is Sharon. She works as a Special Education teacher in an elementary school.Annual Holiday Letter 08
Dear family and moms friends,
Let us celebrate in joy the holidays by taking a moment to observe the sanctity of our nondenominational holiday shrubs while I insert an informative disclaimer for the contents of this letter: I am in no way, shape, or form responsible for anything said here. In fact, Im fairly sure that I heard somewhere that we are products of both our genetics and our enviro
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
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3,2,1 We Go Live
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3,2,1 We Go Live
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3,2,1 We Go Live
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
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XD!
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
my daughter! *pounce-hug*
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"Sure, Im a little crazy. Ive got a few screws loose, Im not right in the head, Im a few strawberries short of a fruit salad. Im messed up, and I know it." ~B
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