tisha's profile
AGE:
26
LOC: Summerville, SC
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 22
LOC: Summerville, SC
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 22
I am a twenty six year old woman that loves life and everything in it. There is nothing that I love more than a grand adventure, taking off into the realms of imagination behind the pages of a book, or spinning a yarn a mile long, and all I want out of life is to help people possibly find the pathways within themselves that will lead to greater adventures than they could have ever imagined. I like to think of myself as a motivator, an uplifter, a speaker to the human soul and if you ever want to take a journey come into my world for just a few minutes. It is a trip.
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Most weekends as a child were spent in a variety of places. On rare occasions I was allowed to stay home, and on even rarer occasions I spent the weekend over my Aunt Julie or Aunt Nancy’s house. Most weekends though, I spent over my grandmother’s house which was met with a mixture of joy and fright. The day times at my grandmother’s, for the most part, were times where I could explore myself without any boundaries. Not like at home. I ran the street free of any rules except the one rule my m...
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My Hero My mother and I may not have always had the best relationship. Namely because I thought I knew everything and she knew better than that. My mom never failed to call me out when I had gotten too big for my britches and sometimes we argued like sisters. One thing I can say, and always will say for my mother though was that there was no place that I felt safer or more loved than when my mother was standing right next to me. The rest of the world was really where I encountered real troubl...
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Walking to School My earliest days of school are mostly a blur to me now as I try to recall them. The earliest years were filled with blue mats for nap time and gram crackers for snacks, recess on plastic playground equipment, and a kindergarten school yard full of wood chips to cause as few skinned knees as possible. This resulted in a daily dumping of wood chips on the carpet in my bedroom which frustrated my mother to no end. Then there were the days when I actually became aware of learnin...
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The Big Couch There are a few memories I have about the first house we ever lived in. What I mostly remember was that while we lived there I had the most happy and innocent days of my life. Back then I still worshiped the ground my mother walked on and I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to be as tall as her. I wanted to have her hair. I wanted to wear her clothes, unfortunately at times I felt like this was a small source of irritation to her: Tisha woke up early in the morning in her new...
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The First New House I don’t know how many times I’ve began to try and tell my life story but I always feel that it is best to begin with the very first memory I have. The very first thing I can remember is the first time we moved into a real house. We had been living in an apartment since I was born and it was the very first day that we were going to move into our very own house: Tisha sat in her grandmother’s living room waiting for her mother with a feeling of excitement bursting in her che...
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This is a wonderful song. I love the flow and tempo of the lyrics. It may be one of the best I've read on this sight so far. You have a real talent and I hope to hear you on a radio someday. This song could be on the radio right now. Love songs are always classic. My husband makes tracks if your interested. Message me and I'll get you his website, maybe you two can talk.
Of course you had me hooked right away because I am a big fan of romanticism. I love seeing humainty reflected through nature. I think this is a very well thought out and well written peice. There is one line that disrupted the flow a bit for me. "However, with the coming of the daylight hours, they turn back into mere sunflowers" I think it might be the word however that breaks the flow here, but you pick it up again nicely on the back end. Very good.
Fabulous. I had to read this one out loud but once I did it hit me like a ton of bricks. This is such a good image of what is going on right now with all these politicians promising that the gas prices will go down, the house markets will go up, the war will end, if only you would vote for them. The media is a serious false praphet any more. Profoundly good.
Very creative. I like the thought of Haiku Police like fashion police. I like the last line the most. It took me a moment to catch it but the idea of standing thoughts in line, as if they are waiting their turns to get their mugshots is wonderful imiagery. Good.
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