June 2012
Meanings
youaremyremedy:
Have you ever thought of an idea, or a connection, or felt an emotion, or had an answer to something, but didn’t know how to express it in words? I get this a lot, and to my disadvantage, I get this a lot on essay questions. There are so many ideas that I’m thinking about in my head, but I can’t pin it down in words, and on paper. I wish I had a switch in my head that could turn...
May 2012
“I would die for you. But I won’t live for you.”
– The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via b-th)
yeahwriters:
Prompt idea by Soltis:
Write about the perfect man.
Also, meet my friend Soltis, above, who wanted to be part of Yeah Write and came up with this prompt.
THE PEREFECT MAN HUH
WEAR A LEATHER STUDDED LEOTARD. ENOUGH SAID.
Prom Dates
youaremyremedy:
My friends and I have to face the truth: None of us want to go to prom alone. Jenny, who’s going to the University of Pennsylvania next year, has been making some American friends and she told me that if we were living in the States, going to prom alone would not only be embarrassing, but downright socially unacceptable. Our school is considerably small compared to the ones...
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A footnote in Byron’s Don Juan mentions a rhyming...
I, John Sylvester, lay with your sister.”
I, Ben Jonson, lay with your wife.”
That is not rhyme.”
No, but it is true.”
tohoshenqi:
disord-r:
how much cock could a cockblock block if a cockblock could block cock
one name: changmin.
robobitchadventures:
comehomebrother:
Tom...
Simple Reasons Why a Prom-Themed Dance Party in...
thetangential:
• No societal pressure to lose your virginity and truly make it “a night to remember” or “take your breath away.”
• No teachers or chaperones! Just bartenders who wanna get you drunk. And get drunk you can, with the proud endorsement of Uncle Sam.
• No dumb boutonnieres or corsages.
• You get to pregame with alcohol and reality TV in your own grown-up apartment rather than...
“I’m well aware that the devil sometimes sails under false colours, revealing his...”
– Melissa P, One Hundred Strokes of the Brush before Bed.
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- A Modern Interpretation of the Romantic Poem...
Across the street I passed a girl,
A beautiful girl was she.
I saw her cry by the fountain brink,
I asked her why she weeps.
Oh, my friends have abandoned me,
My clothes are not in shape;
My job I gave up from,
My house I loathe to clean.
I have no more and no less
Money than when I came in;
My brother left for the Marines;
My parents and I disagree.
I have no talent and no skill
I...
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