How exciting...my first page. I'll just be writing random...uh...writing here. Happy reading!
Love. Peach. Chick Grease. Rock On Foozsh. 3 Words Girls.
NEW THING TO WRITE ABOUT!!!!::
Would you rather...
Be forced to work every campaign for a candidate you hate OR lose your right to vote all together?
Be tickled mercilessly for an hour OR endure water dripping on your forehead for 12 hours straight (Chinese water torture)?
Turn around 3 times before you sit down anywhere (like a dog) OR do a little jig before you go through any doorway?
Live forever as a 13-year-old OR as a 65-year-old?
*these are from the board game Would You Rather*
*not my thoughts!!!*
*but write your ideas!!!!*
*you know...you can write anonymously...does anyone realize that??? ^_^*
*paranoid anyone??? ^_^"*
*OOOH ME! OOOOH ME! OOOH ME!*
*i swear, i will absolutely love the next person who comments on here...THAT IS NOT A BRIBE JUST THE TRUTH! lol*
*i mean...i love you all anywayz soo...yeah...*
*happy writing!*
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ok...so actually....this is a writing STARTER for those of you who like to WRITE
ReplyDelete(¡like me!!!)--*singkckittyle000*aka the author of this site just fyi
"He finally got up. Thank you, God. Dad is crying. I am dying. Just a few hours ago, I was flying. He isn't even trying."
ok...there you are. Have fun with it.
Love. Peach. Chick Grease. Rock On Foozsh. 3 Words Girls.
1. when you start your piece of writing about a starter that I made (or someone else made for that matter...) put the starter at the top in capital letters!!! that will make it much easier for everyone to find things I think...
ReplyDelete2. and then...if you have your own writing piece...put the title at the top (if there is no title you may put a row of dashes or stars or Unknown/Undefined/Unclear/something like that lol
thanks!!!
Love. Peach Chick Grease. Rock On Foozsh! 3 Words Girls.
HAPPY VDAY!!
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ReplyDeleteI want to go outside.
I want to go to the cold.
I want to go back out.
I want to go back out to the cold.
I want to be cold.
I want to be freezing.
I want to freeze.
And maybe,
if I freeze
i won't feel any more pain
and nothing will change.
2/4/10
UNKNOWN
ReplyDeleteDon't you love all these unknown titles?
I sure do.
Don't you love the way they slip across your tongue?
Because they do to me.
Every unknown article with its own unknown post.
Think of the possibilities.
Endless.
Don't you love it?
I do.
2/12/10
Static. Always the same.
ReplyDeleteElectricity.
Static Electricity.
Dynamic. Always changing.
Electricity.
Dynamic Electricity.
Why doesn't that sound as good as static electricity?
I thought Electricity was Dynamic,
not Static.
2/12/10
.MAYBE.SOMEDAY.FORGIVEN.
ReplyDeleteAm I...Am I forgiven?
Do you forgive me?
Do you forgive me for everything?
Everything I ever did?
Everything I ever said?
Tell me that you forgive me.
Unless you don't.
Man, tell me that you forgive me...
That you forgive me for every stupid remark I made.
Every imbecile thing.
Every unnecessary action.
Every infamous reaction.
Every let down,
Everything forgotten.
Don't forget. Remember?
Don't regret. Forgive?
Tell me if you forgive me.
Tell me if I am forgiven.
Because you are.
And if you aren't...you will be.
Someday.
Maybe not today.
But someday.
2/12/10
LETTINGO
ReplyDeletelettingo
letting go
lettinggo
letting go
let in go
let it go
let i go
letogo
letgo
let go
ltego
letego
letugo
letuo
liteuo
liveuo
liveluo
livelou
livelouv
livelove
live love
what did we start with?
lettingo
letting go
..................
let go & live & love & dream & be & breathe & remember & forgive
DON'T REGRET
DON'T FORGET
do not not
do not not
don'tn't
don'tn't
don't
do not
do
do
be
please
ok
do please be ok
please do be ok
do be ok
be ok
ok
ok
ok
try to be ok
i try to be ok
you try to be ok
we try to be ok
we try
i like that
we try
we do
i like that
like
like
like
do
do
do
our
our
our
best
best
bestest
no matter what
what
what?
what?
what?
what?
LETTINGO
2/18/10
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ReplyDeletethe above is the same thing as the next one really, I just put something in accidentally, oh yeah! wrong date. idk why I keep thinking that it's the 29...soo silly
ReplyDeletel.p.cg.ROCK ON FOOZSH.3WGz.
i'm just so tired
ReplyDeletedon't wanna move
trying to listen to my empty heart
go
boom
boom
boom
2/28/10
lol there WAS no Feb 29 ...all such a big Fib...haha this year, instead of having FEB 29 we had FIB 29!!!
ReplyDeleteI am hi-laar-i-uuzz!!!
...
*crickets chirp*
BHWHAHAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
*continues...to a giggle*
yupperz pupperz..those are the best laughs my friends
< UNDRaROCK >
I'M UNDER A ROCK
ReplyDeleteuhuh
I SURE AM
uhuh
CAN YOU HEAR ME??
what?
I SAID I'M UNDER A ROCK MAN!
uhuh
SCARY, ISN'T IT?
hey...
I'M POKING MY HEAD OUT
uhuh...
LOOKING AROUND
uhuh...
STILL UNDER THAT ROCK...?
yup.
BUT I'M POKING MY HEAD OUT!
i see...
NO YOU DON'T!
well...
I'M TRYING TO SEE...!
what?
IF THINGS ARE OKAY NOW!
well...
CAN I COME OUT NOW?
...uhhh..i dunno...
FROM UNDER THIS ROCK?
3/7/10
dang..forgot to put "*********" at the top
ReplyDeletethat one b4 does NOT have any title whatsoever..thank you veery much.
oh man oh man oh man OH MAN!!
ReplyDeletei looove that under the rock poem!!!
sooo cool....wow....
i am so amazed by how these words come sounding out of me...did you know? I write a lot differently than the way I speak...
go to jodialaskataylor.blogspot.com for an even better example of it..i don't cuss..anyone who knows me can tell you that. But when I go into JODI MODE
dang, I can cuss all i want to...haha...but I still make a conscious effort to NOT cuss when I'm not in JODI MODE, no matter HOW many people are cussing...cuz...well, that's just who i am.
...i'll save the little slogan I had at the bottom for later...some other time...cuz it's a bit harsh...and...I'm not really all into the "casually talking about death" thing right now..idk exactly why...i'm just not. A phase? maybe.
so...
< UNDRaROCK >
************
ReplyDeleteI WAS GOING TO WRITE A POEM ABOUT ALL THESE THINGS ON MY DESK
BUT THERE'S TOO MANY THINGS
SCISSORS AND PAPERS AND SHARPIES AND
TOO MUCH
IT'S OVERWHELMING
I SHOULD CLEAN IT
BUT I SHOULD ALSO STUDY MY SOCIAL STUDIES
AND I SHOULD ALSO TURN OFF CAPS LOCK
BECAUSE I DIDN'T MEAN FOR IT TO BE ALL CAPS
I'M NOT YELLING
i'm not...i really wasn't....i'm not....
....i'm not good at yelling
3/11/10
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ReplyDeleteshaaaarrppiiieeee
...scccciissssoooorrrssss
...tttaaaappppeeee
...wait, I just lied. There is NO tape.
I put it away.
3/11/10
yelling and screaming
ReplyDeleteinside of my head
breaking my neck
skinning my skull
what does it take
for a girl to feel whole?
hands with these scabs
that want to peel off
try on a dress
it's no good
take it off.
staples
replacements
afraid i'll punch holes
in my skinny little fingers
afraid of the untold.
i don't like to yell
and i don't like to fight
but i'd like it if you heard me
declare what is right.
and i'd like it if you'd listen
to my undead voice
to my irquiet
my enhancement
me poke out of my shell.
and i know that some people
they'd listen to me all day
they hang on to every
single
stinking
last word that i say.
i don't want to be their life
where they think of nothing else
i don't want to be the girl
who consumes their whole world.
like a monster
like pacman
a thousand times enlarged
chewing up
and swallowing
things bigger than cars.
and
my mind will go blank here
like the next line
still consumed
each one
one
after
another
consumed
consumed
consumed.
and i'm starting to let go
and forget what is right.
and i really don't want to
i don't want to fight.
i don't want to fight with others
but i'll fight to stay near
i'll fight to stay sane
making the right choices right here.
and i can't forget now
what i've known all this time
and i must tear up the snowflake
without a whimper or whine.
that snowflake
didn't make me
it broke me instead.
and tonight
i'm supposed to go out
not be stuck in my bed.
so that snowflake
it broke me
so now it's my turn
to say
that
I'M SORRY
it's my turn to learn
all the trouble this causes
all the choices i've made
all the things that could happen
all these things are insane
they're insane because i know better
but i've made like a fool
all these mindless decisions
just give me the right tool
you gave it to me
you gave me that anger
that disappointment
that annoyance
that "You have so let me down. You know you could've done better."
and i might get angry if i
go over there
and you
have torn up
my snowflake
it's crazy but true
because i must
by myself
shred that snowflake in half
because i must
by myself
bring around my life raft
and i must
by myself
bring me down to the ground
and i must
by myself
find the right tools to be found.
By:singkittyle000 (but i wasn't singkittyle000 back then... i was just me...and i'm still me...but i'm different as well) 12/13/09
sitting in a chat
ReplyDelete8:55 AM
sitting on a couch
8:55 AM
sitting in my house
8:55AM
those were really 9:00AM
now...
sitting those same places
9:08AM
minus a chat
9:08AM
sitting on the earth
9:09AM
sitting on a cow
9:09AM
(not really.. i don't sit on cows)
sitting in a universe
9:09AM
that i will never be able to comprehend
9:09AM
sitting here
9:09AM
wherever here is
9:10AM
because where "here" was a second ago, "here" now is now different
9:10AM
will we ever be able to comprehend? the beauty of the changing times? every day for the rest of our lives?
9:11AM
3/20/10
.WOW.WOW.WOW.
ReplyDeleteI fell.
I meant to say
I feel.
I fell.
I still mean to say I feel.
And then I meant to say
I still meant to say I feel.
But I didn't.
And I felt..
..sad of all these things I said and felt.
..proud..or..amazed..that some of this writing is mine.wow.wow.wow.
A new girl in an old world
ReplyDeleteThis is what I have become
A new girl in an old world
Once smart. Once thought to be fun.
Am I fun now?
Am I a nerd?
Aren't you a doper?
Isn't that what I heard?
Heard from yours truly?
I can't believe those words came out of my mouth.
I don't know what to say.
I can't know what to say.
There are no words to say.
no words to say.
But suddenly,
I miss you.
(not me...imagination..but then..at the end...it became me...suddenly...I missed someone. A friend I haven't seen all summer. Hey, guess what dude? I MISS YOU!!)
If you want to followe where my UnderARock and poems and stuff went...go to
ReplyDeleteI can't remember when I started it...must have been around August 6, 2010. No...it had to be before that...no! Actually it wasn't! I don't know...go check it out and find out for me. And come back and tell me. I'm living the dream again. The dream that this blog has become.
Love,
Kitty
She looks happy to me.
ReplyDeleteI always thought people said she looked said.
And then she reminds me of the public school lunch lady...
it seems as if she has a hairnet on to me.
Who is she smiling at?
Is it me?
It’s like a smirk...
...what she has upon her face...
...it so strikingly resembles those mean school-kids’ looks...
...except without the cruel eyes...
These eyes are soft. And warm. And without too much fire. They don’t burn in the night, but the reach out to me.
What is she looking at?
I wonder if the painter wondered what she was thinking?
Even if she was no model..just imagination...
what was she thinking?
Did he feel self-conscious, as we all do,
“Do I have a milk mustache?”
“Does my face look weird?”
and then it goes to defensiveness
and evasiveness
“Stop smiling at me like that!”
“Wouldja quit?!?”
“You’re really freaking me out!!”
And then...all of a sudden, we’re overreacting.
And it doesn’t even matter that it’s a face of a woman
who may or may not be sad
And it doesn’t even matter that it was drawn
by a famous artist
Do we care?
I suppose not.
By analyzing all this....
....all this that which I have written.
We, must be too wrapped up in our own little thoughts and boundaries and feelings.
No,
‘tis not wrong to have little thoughts
‘tis not wrong to have boundaries (especially as one grows up)
‘tis not wrong to have feelings (they’re what keep you going)
But I got so wrapped up in my writing...
...that I forgot what I was looking at.
And with life,
sometimes it’s fatal,
when we let. that. happen.
4/1/11
The title for the above=
ReplyDeleteMona Lisa Magpie