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2008-02-27 19:40:00
Bree's Story It was the moon that illuminated all the dark clouds in the sky. It was a full moon, bright as ever, casting its silver glow onto a field of freshly cut grass. Bree Felma was alone that night as she wandered through the grass, lost in a sea of her thoughts. She had no idea what was waiting for her in the bushes. David Brown stayed hidden while he watched her every move, careful not to expose himself. It was not an easy task for him to hide. He was a fairly large man. He was six foot five and well over two hundred pounds. As difficult as it was for him to remain out of sight, he succeeded. By the time Bree took any notice to him, it was too late. She walked slowly, as if she knew what was coming for her, as if walking slowly would prevent her


The old comes back to life!
2008-02-02 21:45:00
This is the beginning of a piece of work that was about 20,000 words long and unfinished. It was a NaNoWriMo story that written, probably during the year of 2006. I found a printed copy and read through it today and I have realized that the only part of it worth keeping was the first 200-300 words. Everything else was full of plot holes and made little sense. Anyway, here's the part I liked, the beginning. I plan to build on this. I think I can make it into something worthwhile. I suppose I was going way too fast. I had left on a quick impulse and was swerving back and forth on an empty road, ignoring the forty-five mile-per-hour speed limit, but I didn’t care. I sped by the scenery on the side of the highway, ignoring everything in my life I was leaving behind. I didn’t
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Memories
2008-02-01 23:29:00
Memories I remember when I was young I used to go out in the yard and play catch with my older brother. I don’t remember what we talked about as we threw the ball back and forth, but I remember that by the time he was about my age, he became “too cool” to play catch with his little sister. Honestly, I can’t say I blame him. At fifteen, I’m sure he had better things to do. As of now, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to go out in the yard and play catch with my brother again, at least not for a very, very long time. But this memory will live on inside me, even if it will never again become reality. That’s what memories are all about. Living in what we cannot have. It’s not that I have a burning desire to go play catch again; that’s just an exampl


These lyrics are nothing short of amazing
2008-01-23 20:12:00
Here's a few quotes I find amazing:"And then I prayed in vein.I would have traded everything,even for just a taste.""Just a Taste" by Scary Kids Scaring Kids"If you just walked away,what could I really say?Would it matter anyway?Would it change how you feel?I am the mess you chose,the closet you cannot close,the devil in you, I suppose'cause the wounds never heal.""Everything Changes" by Staind" I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent.I wanna know how it feels to be useful and potent and have common sense, yeah.Let me in, let me in to the club.Cause I wanna belong, and I need to get strong.And if memory serves, I'm addicted to words and they're useless.""LG FUAD" by Motion City Soundtrack
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Reality
2008-01-02 18:05:00
Reality always picks the worst times to hit home. I mean, think about it. Has the truth ever hit you at a convenient time? If the answer to that question is yes, consider yourself a very, very lucky person. Because for me, reality could not have chosen a worse time to come. It was a cold morning, that fateful morning when I was waiting for you in the park. I was so naive, so unaware. But as they say, ignorance is bliss, and it really is, because if you don’t know what’s really happening, it can’t cause you pain. And if you’re not in pain, you should be grateful. At least in my case, if I’m not in pain, I generally try to enjoy every minute of it. The seconds and minutes passed and the wind began to pick up. As the time went on, it was getting


Live for the Times
2008-01-01 01:58:00
Live for the momentswhen time isn’t real,and nothing matters,and nobody exists.Live for the dayswhen the past isn’t real,and the future doesn’t matterand only “now” exists.Live for the timeswhen hate isn’t real,and only love matters,and everything else doesn’t exist.© 2007 by Sarah Grossman
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Waiting for You
2007-12-28 12:39:00
It was a normal night. That fateful night when I was driving us home. It was a good night. My head was light and all ten fingertips were numb. I wasn’t in a proper state to have my feet on the pedals and my hands on the wheel, but I wasn’t in a proper state to acknowledge this. So I suppose I wasn’t in the proper state to realize what exactly those bright lights were either. Even as they came closer, I didn’t blink. In fact, I stared straight at them, trying to figure out where they were coming from. I never really figured it out because before I knew it, everything was black. And now, three days later, your world is still black, while mine returned to normal just hours after the crash. I’ve come here every day since to wait for you, even though they tel
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You Are Brutal and Cold
2007-12-28 12:37:00
“You are brutal and cold,” she finally said to him. As the days went by and the seasons changed, he was the one she always went back to. He was the person that she just couldn’t let go of, regardless of his actions. Even when she was mad at him, even when he was horrible to her, she answered the phone when he called. She couldn’t help it. Denial was a powerful force in her life. She refused to believe that the one who had introduced purpose to her life was now taking it away. She blamed everyone and everything around her for her misery, except him. When he finally told her that he wanted nothing to do with her, that he didn’t want her in his life anymore, she couldn’t handle it. He knew she wasn’t strong enough to hate him, and he was taking advanta


Untitled 27
2007-12-16 10:11:00
She woke up suddenly, startled and disoriented, traumatized by blissful dreams that were once a reality. She lay in bed and stared into the darkness that surrounded her. After hours of lying there, unable to sleep, she rose from her bed and wandered through her house until she came to the front door. She stopped just for a moment, then quickly twisted the handle and walked out. Nothing but darkness and silence followed her as she walked down the road towards the lake. There were no stars that night, and the full moon was hidden behind the trees. The even beat of her footsteps went unnoticed.As she moved through the thick blackness of night, the moon began to show through the trees. The sound of her footsteps became louder and louder, and her heart rate became faster. There was no one aroun
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2007-12-14 15:09:00
Riley waited for him in the part on that cold evening. The stars were bright as ever, there to protect her, because she would need them more than ever. Although the night was quieter than most, there was a harsh, chilling wind. Yet there was a sense of calmness in the air. But not the good kind. The kind that comes before a storm. “Hey!” he yelled from behind. “Hey.” There was no excitement in her voice. “You needed to talk?” “Yeah. Riley, listen. I can’t do this anymore. You’ve changed. I loved you, I really did. But you’ve become quiet and indifferent, almost brutally so. You’re not the girl I fell in love with anymore. I just can’t do this any longer.” After a minute of silence, she looked him in the eye, an


What's mine was always yours and yours is mine
2007-12-03 14:05:00
Don't dare call me a hypocrite, because you are no better. We live in a society where we are taught to defend ourselves, never to change. But I am no such thing. Confused, disoriented, and afriad, I'll work at the unattainable perfection I strive for, because even though I know I'll never be perfect, I'll get closer than any of you ever will. By sitting alone in the corner, I'm screaming louder than everyone in the fucking room. I know this is true. Go ahead. Try and prove me wrong. You can't, because it' s the plain and simple truth. So now what? Call me a bitch, I'll show you one. I continue on with these days, walking with pride and dignity, constantly reminding myself who I am, while you'll do nothing but sit and wonder.© 2007 by Sarah Grossman
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Abyss
2007-11-27 14:13:00
Shattered hearts and crying eyes. Shallow people and crossed lines. Fallen angels and closed minds. She’s dying for survival, the ultimate oxymoron. But it’s not her fault, that Satan himself Grabbed her by the ankles, And pulled her into the abyss.© 2007 by Sarah Grossman


A little something I wrote...
2007-11-19 14:17:00
I’ve been driving forever, At a million miles per hour, Looking for whatever, While trying not to sever, A bond that should’ve lasted forever. Confused by nameless streets, It’s too late to retreat, So I’ll sit in this seat, Until I figure out how to compete, With something I can’t defeat. Both hands on the wheel, I hear the breaks squeal, This all seems so unreal, But only time will reveal, If these wounds will ever heal.© 2007 by Sarah Grossman
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The Fantasy
2007-10-17 18:50:00
Why are we, as humans, so afraid to mess up? I know, stupid question. But seriously, why do we live in such fear, that we would rather waste our lives doing nothing than take risks. Why are we so afraid of being judged by society? And what about those few people who do stand out? The ones who aspire to change the world. Or on an even lower level, the ones who aren't afraid to raise their hand in a high school classroom. In every high school, there's a few people that you can pick out what career they will wind up in. Even by the time they are in 10th grade, you know where they're going in life. Even if you aren't friends with them, you can just tell. Especially if you're like me, and go to a small school. There's always the kids who are just so...loud, but not in a bad way, in an open w


Save the Internet
2008-08-03 13:47:00
So what does this mean? Sites that pay more will work faster, and those that don't are going to lose their users. Uploads and downloads will become slower and pages will take longer to load. One of the reasons the internet became so popular is that anyone can use it. Anyone can put what they want on it, and anyone could view it. There was no discrimination. If the larger companies put an end to ne
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Ten Songs
2008-08-02 21:23:00
There's been a lot going on in my head lately and instead of describing everything down to the most insignificant details, I'm going to make a little list of ten songs that have been floating around in my head for a while now. They're all incredible songs and if you haven't heard these, check them out."Rooftops" by LostProphets"All The Same" by Sick Puppies"Iris" by The Goo Goo Dolls"Bruised" by J


So I thought I'd start posting some of my photography...
2008-08-01 23:13:00
I haven't posted in a long time, and I haven't posted any of my photos, so here's one of my favorites. I don't have much to say about it, except for the fact that I took it from the back of a moving car. After a little editing, it wound up being a better shot than I thought it would be. Enjoy.
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