An Interactive Twilight Experience.
IHappy Fathers day right? No. I don't want to be happy today, or tomorrow, or anyday, I just want my grandpa my papa. I just want to curl up on his lap smiling when he laughs and he's beer gut jiggles like jello, or have him show me how to shoot a gun, one of the lucky grandkids that he tought himself. Then at night fall alseep to him snoring(loudly). So i guess to other people, Happy Fathers day.
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on April 13, 2011 at 2:30pm — No Comments
From the moment i said,
i love you
you've had my heart.
please take care of it,
its has been broken
i want you to be the one,
the one who fixes it,
and never gives it back.
my cheeks are stained
with tears that match,
match the scares on my heart.
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I can't believe its been 3 years. You know I've heard "don't worry, Lindsey, it gets easier". Easier, when? cause it still hurts just thinking about her. It hurts worse when I think how she won't be there when at Thanksgiving in Mayo, when my older cousin Ashley gets married, or when I get married.
My Grandma made thanksgiving, thanksgiving in Mayo, it hasn't been the same without her. I remember one year, we had a boys against the girls but I was on the boys sides cause I fight like…Continue
I don't want to miss a thing
Cause when I'm not with you its hard to breath.
You make me fall in love again
Every time you look at me.
The way you make me feel,
is nothing I've ever felt before.
Everything I do
Is so I can be better for you.
Thinking of you,
every moment of everyday.
You are the best thing thats ever been mine,
no matter what comes my way.
I run to…Continue
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on February 2, 2011 at 4:00pm — No Comments
The silient streets filled
with hate, pain, and love.
Their silent words
fallon ears that do not care.
Standing in the middle of the street
they hold each other close.
Words of I love you,
fall from their lips.
Rain falls from the sky,
soaking them from head to toe.
The colors of their skin
melt from their faces.
How do you say L-O-V-E?
Is it the way they kiss good night?
Is it the way they hold you in your arms?
Is it the way he looks at you?
Is it the way he says your name?
How do you say L-O-V-E?
The flowers you get on your desk?
The ring that you get when he want to make you his forever?
The way he takes out to the movies and yanws and wraps is arm around…Continue
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on January 25, 2011 at 2:35pm — No Comments
the Johnstown flood was a a major flood that happen in PA. it killed 2,800 people in under 10 minutes. This is the writing project I did after it.
One of the Steel Mill workers
Pits. Time(Pittsburg Times)- Mr. Smith, how much did you loss in the Flood?
-Mr.Smith fiddles with his hands looking down at them-
Mr.Smith- Everything. My home, my belongings, my -voice breaks- children,…Continue
I push my legs.
My mind is screaming.
My lungs are burning.
My legs give up.
I collaspe in the cool earth.
The leaves crunch.
The wind blows.
I hear his steps.
I look into his eyes.
The eyes of my killer.
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on January 21, 2011 at 4:11pm — No Comments
He tells me,
will last forever.
is the kind people dream of.
is a fairytale.
will never die.
His eyes are dark brown.
His eyes I could look at for hours.
His eyes shine though his pain.
His eyes hold my world.
Hi eyes reflect his heart.
shine briter then the stars.
soft, warm, safe, loveing.
I could run my fingers though it all day.
welcomes you, shows you love, and you smile too.
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on January 20, 2011 at 4:30pm — No Comments
I scream and shout!
I cry and cry.
I beg and try,
to stop your leaving.
You block me out.
You keep on packing.
You don't care,
you just got to leave.
You get in the car.
I run outside.
You pull to the street.
I run after you.
Dear Grandpa(or anyone who's reading this),
I was your sunshine. You were my papa. You were my only grandpa I ever met, and I won't have it anyother way. When Grandpa died, something in you died, it wasn't and till I read a comment on Ashley's facebook, your sweetheart died. I was so mad at God that he took you on Christmas of all day's, but then I relized thanks to the comment^, you couldn't stand being away from her anouther year. You went though 2 years with out her, and we all…Continue
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on December 26, 2010 at 9:00pm — No Comments
This video, yes its cute, yes its funny but it brings the meaning of Cristmas in moden times. The Christmas Story, and now not the "Twis the Night Before Christmas" or "You'll Shoot You Eye Out" Christmas story, but "And she gave birth to her first born son. And Layed him in a manger because there was no room for them in the inn".
How can you have Chirstmas without the Christ, an Xmas, or the Horlidays. Now, its not the same. You can't have…Continue
Dr. Maya Angelou; a poet, playwriter, dancer, actress, civil rights activist, a women.
Sojourner Truth; author, abolitionist, a slave, a women.
Dr. Maya Angelou wrote: Still I rise, Why the Cage Bird Sings, Phenomenal Woman, and many others.
Sojourner Truth worte: Ain't I a Women.
This to AFRICAN AMERINCA women are 2 of my heros.…
Added by Lindsey "Littlebit" Sullivan on December 9, 2010 at 1:59pm — No Comments
My eye's our Brown.
They tell a story
I've been hurt.
I've been loved.
My eye's are Blue.
They are window's
Window's to my life
All the pain and love.
My eye's are green.
They a mirror.
They show who I am
And who I was.…Continue