February 2010
1 post
hey Lochie
remember this? talk about nostalgia…
March 2009
12 posts
Submitted by anonymous
Declare my love for you oh so proudly, so proudly, yet in some ways so cowardly
what is love, does this description fit the key? my heart goes faster, every time you look at me a kid in love, “I know were destined to be”
but it wont happen, you’re too fucking good for me
my life’s just a permanent soliloquy,
don’t even know how much you fucking mean to me.
Together,...
motherfuckers
email us your shit tinytrees@live.com or i will destroy something you own
posted by perfectascats
I think I am going to throw up. I am definitely going to throw up. You are there, I am there and the blackening sky blinds me. I can no longer see your face but I can smell your scent amongst other things…red bull, tequila, coca cola, the lingering smell of cheap impulse deoderant, him, her, sweat. I am going to throw up soon, but I need to keep talking, keep reassuring you...
Written by dontbelievethehype
It was the day that millions of people around the world lined up outside of bookstores in order to get their hands on their very own copy of the final Harry Potter book. I hadn’t gone to such lengths. Although I had pre-ordered a copy from Big W, and I had planned to devote the entire day to getting through as much as possible, before the ending could be revealed to...
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Written by starsnatcher
And we were alive right then. There was no sun, but there were stars. There was no wind, but there was air, air to remind us we were alive. And the whole night, out on the lawn shivering in the dew as it tread lightly over the grass, over our eyelids and cheeks, we dreamt of each other.
Written by ledgelife
It wasn’t cold, I remember, when you tried wrapping your arms around me in bed. I pushed you back a little bit, irritated, but hiding an inner smile. I didn’t know if you were joking or serious, given the fact that we were in a room full of familiar faces, sleeping familiar faces. I felt your foot graze my leg. It sent shivers through me… the heat of your...
hello gentlefolk,
thank you for the big response. but sure, following is cool, but submitting your own memories too us at tinytrees@live.com is way cooler. we’d love to hear from you.
The Bunya Mountains - circa. 2007
Written by dontbelievethehype
On the couch, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on the television. You were at one end, I was at the other. Those were the unspoken conditions. Two years difference was all that you could think of when you looked at me. Occassionally, it still is. It was cold outside. It was anything but inside. I had never seen the movie before. You told me “it was exactly my...
hair
Submitted anonymously.
The feeling far beyond sexual gratification you get when you hold a girl’s hair back at a party to stop her being sick in it, then getting rewarded for what you consider a fruitless effort because all you want to do is go back into the kitchen and drink yourself under the dining table like a Christmas drunk.
germany
Written by tinymachines.
I’m not as drunk as I’d like to be. The party is full of familiar faces but you can tell they are all sad, I mean shes moving away to Germany soon. Matt vomits in the corner and Kim stands next to him, showing comfort like any good girlfriend would. David has already come and gone, stealing a carton of UDL’s, he’ll come back in 3 hours screaming and crying because he...
tiny trees
tiny trees is the friend you never had; tiny trees is the brother you told that you hate, but secretly you loved him more then your parents; tiny trees is that night you don’t want to remember, tiny trees is the night you can’t remember. we are the memories.