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Sir Hammington commented on the post, gallery 23 hours ago
In my mind is a lair that holds a wide span gallery of artworks that only entice want and need.
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, flirt 1 week ago
I like to do several different things to people, all of which are done through various steps until a certain goal is reached. First I show affection and flirt, and then I display hatred and malice.
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, pony 1 week, 5 days ago
All she wants is a pony for her birthday, but she’ll never get one. She dreams big, digging deeper into her mind. As others around her pull themselves out of their minds, she is still living in her head.
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, adopt 1 week, 5 days ago
They were brainwashed, they unknowingly adopted a whole new set of principles. Their mouths moved and spoke words, but only imitated what they heard, all stammering like a flock of parrots. Uncertain but […]
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, butterfly 2 weeks ago
You can’t end what you never began. The caterpillar spins itself a silk suit, lying inside of it like a casket. But its casket is not at Death’s door, it is merely the beginning. Without creating a case for […]
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, walls 2 weeks ago
It felt like the walls were closing in on me, crushing my very insides until I forgot how to breathe. The pressure was building up so suddenly that it was impossible to fight against it.
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, orbit 2 weeks, 2 days ago
My life orbits around something that does not depend upon my existence. Of course, It doesn’t work the other way around. I am in need, I must base my life on what allows me to live so that I cannot die inside. He […]
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, camera 2 weeks, 3 days ago
He had no camera in his hand, but all he needed was a clear shot of the scene with his eyes, and the brain would merely store it in his memory forever. There was no turning back what was taken, he would always […]
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, sacred 2 weeks, 4 days ago
Everybody has their own different definition of sacred. To one father, his children are the most sacred of anything anyone could ask for. To another father, his children are merely a curse, born to weigh down his […]
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Sir Hammington commented on the post, chief 2 weeks, 4 days ago
The chief raised his tanned arms into the dusty air, chanting out something indecipherable. I thought that I had already learned their language, but it seems they have their own separate sacred speech. All I could […]
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word collar 3 weeks, 6 days ago
He grabbed the terrified boy by the collar and threw him several feet away, enraged at what had just happened. There would be no forgiveness or mercy for a demonic boy like this.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word runway 1 month ago
As soon as I closed the door as quietly as I could, I felt like a runaway. My feet went deep into the snow, making a satisfying crunch every step I took. I wouldn’t be back for a while, and for good reasons.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word accordion 1 month, 1 week ago
The accordion shrunk and grew, expelling music that was skillfully played. The man played it moved his body back and forth to the rhythm, the dance spreading to the crowd around him.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word thorns 1 month, 2 weeks ago
Thorns seemed to have climbed up the gateway over the time I was away. It would be difficult to get rid of these pesky plants since this house has not been cared for for an entire year.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word trunk 1 month, 2 weeks ago
Silently closing the trunk of the obscure car, the man walked back to his seat and turned the key quickly. Now the body in the bag was hidden from anyone’s view.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word champagne 1 month, 3 weeks ago
Gingerly sipping the champagne, the man under the shadow set his glass down without a sound. I strained to see what his facial features consisted of, but no matter how much he moved there was no light possibly hitting him.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word dessert 1 month, 3 weeks ago
Instead of immediately going for the main entree, he crammed the soft cheesecake into his hungering mouth, starved from a day of work. A day of head on productivity led Thomas to believe that he deserved what was worked for, although it wouldn’t result in quite a fully nourishing meal.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word tires 3 months, 2 weeks ago
The gardener tires of his life. He does not want to nourish planets and give life to flowers, he wishes only to take care of his human fellows. He becomes lonely in the garden, his only companions being the silent green.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word downpour 3 months, 2 weeks ago
Suddenly there was a downpour of coincidences falling into my life, something which I wasn’t too familiar with.
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Sir Hammington wrote about the word combination 3 months, 3 weeks ago
Life is a combination of different perspectives. One may see life as no life at all, just a dark pit of ceaseless charcoal black sky, dotted with a few occasional bright stars. Another may see life as a wondrously white room with a speckle of shadow here and there. Overall, life is defined only by [...]
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