Anonymous
- When will it happen?
When will it finally happen? When will every word combination be used, every slang, word, syllable, and sound be created with nothing left? It's a scary thought but it's bound to happen, so why not in the next hundred years or so?
Anonymous
- People
The people we know today won't be the same tomorrow, they change. Someone who you know every detail about can change on a whim and become somebody that we used to know... a stranger. It can happen at any moment but usually happens gradually before our own eyes. Slowly at first, but then quickly. By that time, it's too late and all that's left of them is the memory we hold in our hearts. A ghost.
Anonymous
- Untitled
Purple is the beast. Why? It's simple really. It has the rich tones of an urchin and the elegance of a cabbage. Yes, it may sound silly but don't forget we compare frogs to toads and flies to bees.
Vanessa Fields
- WIndows
The morning snowflakes dance alongside my frosted pane. I watch as they tumble and fall, reaching for something that isn't there. A breeze blows through the lacy curtains framing the window. Winter already, no more long June days. With an outstretched hand I touch the silvery glass. I too am reaching for something, something lost.
Nobody
Life is just an endless circle of repetitions and habits. We wake up, eat, indulge in guilty pleasures then repeat. Unless we intentionally try to break our routines, everyday is the exactly like the day before with only minor differences. Are we really living if everything in our life stays the same?
