~Christiina


All I Remember: Tick TockAll I can remember is the sound of her voice,All I Remember: Tick Tock
Singing softly to me with the music box.
My tiny fingers, becoming tangled in her strands of pink pearls.
All I can remember is the soft cashmere against my skin as she told me the familliar fairy tales by the glowing fire.
And her soft, wrinkly hands, and the way that her skin seemed so delicate and thin.
And her soft white hair, so comforting to bury your face in.
And her tired old face, so worn out, but so content, as she drifts off to sleep with my tiny body in her lap.
And the front door opening, my grandfa


Bex vs. LunestaHey, Bex here. It's our second rant, and my first.Bex vs. Lunesta
So, here goes.
Bex vs. Lunesta.
I'm having these reccuring nightmares. Which is a bit ironic, actually.
See, recently, I've been suffering from clinical insomnia. And my mom, being ever-so understanding of these types of things, waited untill AFTER the mid-year exams to get me some meds for it. I know, right? My mom's a total.....
Strange, the only word I can think of to describe her is "cupcake."
Muffins are just ugly cupcakes.
Thanks for that insightful thought, Li. Anyway, Muffins--
My


Li vs. Doggy FartsHere's an old rant about my dog, written by Li (obviously, me.)Li vs. Doggy Farts
Li vs. Doggy Farts
Its a classic family scene: Im sitting with my legs thrown over the side of the loveseat with my dad in his recliner in a nicely lit family room. My dog, Aziara, is lying innocently with my fingers curled up in her fur. Suddenly, my nose twitches. The hairs on the back of my neck prickle, then dissolve. The leaves on the plant next to me wither and die.
Innocent, my ass. -gigglesnort-
Oh, god, Azi, what the hell is wrong with you?