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[chalyz]

HER eyes wandered around the university park, resting on faces she knew and faces she didn't. she looked into their eyes. looked into their souls. as if she knew how. but bee liked to pretend she did

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[anonymous]

I know plenty of people like that. And people can't see through it. GAH. -myst

[chalyz]

haha tell me about it!

Heh, Bitch,Witch!

[anonymous]

bee is such a meanie bitcy witchy ! hhehehe... i kinda know someone like that, hey, i notice something about your writing, you like to write how gurls walk, specially the swaying motion of their ass! fetish? hahahah..... hmmmm....... is it true that you can see what the writer's feeling through their work? as some of the things written here looks very familiar! :) - jonathan

Re: Heh, Bitch,Witch!

[chalyz]

haha i must be a whiny bitchy woman myself then lol

bee's story

[anonymous]

i swear i got goose-bumps from reading bee's story - when bee wanted to gouge out others' eyes, or to poke them with a knife, her unkind or hateful thoughts and remarks towards carla / barbara etc.

candz your choice of words are sooooo pertinent & to the point, i can't help but imagining the episode in my mind's eye.

so bee needed to do something huh? i remember our conversation about the story being dark or not dark, and you said you didn't want it to be dark at the end, i wonder this getting away from it all, or the expectation / anticipation of a different future is the point of change or transformation.....or not?

kitty

she needed to do something. she had to get away from this grass. from these people. from this damn sunlight.

bee stood up and began to walk home. tomorrow things were going to be different. she made a mental list of the things that she intended to bring.

[anonymous]

I thought I'd tell you I have some locked posts. you can only see them if you sign in. -m

[ex_jaczie150]

random.

but what's your blog url again? email me :0 jacziexxyahoo