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I grasped at the handle, but missed. Wow. this is going to be a great day. I can’t even open my front door.
» Posted By Chase On 02.20.2013 @ 7:48 am
I was an all star at the age of 10, we were the team that was supposed to swept out of the tournament but dominated all competition for the sweep of the tournament great feel
» Posted By chase On 01.17.2013 @ 4:02 am
A compass is a tool to help guide us; not to mention, early explorers couldn’t find their way without it, navigating the seas during day. The compass is amazing, pointing to the north so we can tell exactly which way we’re going. Cool, eh?… I thought so too. Why am I doing this?… Meh.
» Posted By Chase On 01.12.2013 @ 2:54 pm
The seat was avalable till 9 to 12 at the restraunt.
» Posted By chase On 12.12.2012 @ 8:54 am
The method for the math problem was very complicated and it took a lot of time and I didn’t have enough time for anything else.
» Posted By chase On 12.10.2012 @ 8:55 am
They both said that the haunted canyon was just a myth but then they figured out that it wasn’t when they took a trip to see.
» Posted By chase On 12.04.2012 @ 8:55 am
eventually things will get better. no matter what happens, things will move on, even if you don;t. Regardless of what you do, things come and things go. Sooner than later things will go on and if you didn;t find some way to move on, that you’ll be stuck in the past while everyone else is going onwith their lives. so to put it simply, live for the moment, but work towards the future.
» Posted By Chase On 11.25.2012 @ 8:41 pm
Jonathan traversed the town square briskly, knowing that if he did not get to his meeting on time that he would be subsequently fired. On the way, passing through grocer’s marts stacked with fruit and hot dog stands run by a somewhat Eastern European man surely looking to just make a quick buck
» Posted By Chase On 11.23.2012 @ 1:36 pm
I was very satisfied with my great work that I had done.
» Posted By chase On 11.20.2012 @ 8:54 am
they found themselves alone in the apartment, the glasses dripped with self esteem and the windows filled up with sadness, the night went on.
» Posted By Chase On 11.08.2012 @ 7:28 pm
I told him the solution to the problem is to just leave it a lone
» Posted By chase On 10.24.2012 @ 9:56 am
The dentist said that most people don’t brush there teeth so they just fall out.
» Posted By chase On 10.22.2012 @ 9:58 am
I was ready for the biggest moment of my life. I was ready to go through the entrance ,but as I walked through there I saw something that stopped me right in my tracks and then it happened.
» Posted By chase On 10.18.2012 @ 10:12 am
Uppers and downers. Drugs are destructive and leave a path of desolation in your soul.
» Posted By Chase On 10.14.2012 @ 1:26 pm
That fresh feeling you get when you get out of a nice shower after a long day.
That feeling is hard to beat. :)
Or maybe that fresh feeling you get when you chew on some minty gum.
» Posted By Chase On 10.10.2012 @ 10:15 pm
Half is a subjective term. Half of what? Half full, or half empty? Half life, gone so soon. If I was half as happy as I’d like to be, I’d be pretty damn happy. Half can be used in so many different ways, and yet half is always the same, never more, never less.
» Posted By Chase On 08.22.2012 @ 1:53 pm
Hot Rod. I am Evil Kenevil. I wish I could do them, I wish I was a stuntman. Stuntmen are very cool, they get laid by pretty women. Hot Rod. Rod Kimball. Stuntman. Yeah,.. thats what I think. Snowmobiles. Wakeboards.
» Posted By Chase On 05.26.2012 @ 7:09 pm
ok wait i dont think this was properly explained to me why am i here writing with the word trunk staring at me as if it thinks its better than me. What is this word to look down on my writing from up high in its lofty pink tones. Come down here and stare at me face to face word! Hmm and finishing this trivial test of penmanship followed by pressing the back key without the proper areas filled in allows me twice the time to stare at this ungodly word?
» Posted By chase On 03.23.2012 @ 10:13 am
I eat. Then I don’t. Starvation draws near. What am I to do? It hurts. But it actually doesn’t. Who cares?
» Posted By Chase On 03.08.2012 @ 9:26 pm
A big empty space inside – who are you – have we met before? I think I’ve been here, I would have thought it would have been with you.
Where do we go from here? – If only someone knew.
» Posted By Chase On 02.19.2012 @ 12:33 pm
Nothing at all, really.
» Posted By Chase On 01.28.2012 @ 7:13 pm
Don’t need the reminder; that game’s been played – it’s old, worn out, missing in charm.
» Posted By Chase On 11.17.2011 @ 7:58 pm
when i think of the word left i look to the left part of the room to the left. I also think of left handed left side and the left foot of a unicorn.
» Posted By Chase On 11.16.2011 @ 9:46 am
im typing about the word patent which means to like copyright something. it makes an idea yours and it cost a ot of money. im very awesome and my username is unicorn.
» Posted By Chase On 11.09.2011 @ 9:54 am
She tires. Our bodies, deserts of disavowed drives. “It’s been a long day, killing time. A long day.”
» Posted By Chase On 11.05.2011 @ 7:09 pm
These bring about some of the greatest memories in my life. I imagine myself sitting outside on my porch back home in medina in the middle of a thunderstorm (both in the day and in night). The night storms were the best…booming thunder, pouring rain, lightning that lit the sky and reflected in the lake outside the back of my house. Has much to do with my passion for storms today.
» Posted By Chase On 11.04.2011 @ 8:52 pm
One day we will meet and we will just mix, like water in water.
» Posted By Chase On 11.03.2011 @ 6:02 pm
Those words that we would do anything not to hear; images we would give anything not to have seen; truths we cannot admit that we’ve known, lest everything change.
» Posted By Chase On 11.01.2011 @ 9:00 pm
My life is lived almost entirely in a castle (das Schloss) to which I am continually denied access.
» Posted By Chase On 10.20.2011 @ 8:42 am
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The intense immanence of the world; its multiplicity that we will never comprehend. The reason for stories, and the reason for pretending that our stories are something more than what they are. Still, we soldier on — what else might we do?
» Posted By Chase On 10.16.2011 @ 9:33 pm