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i got crafty at nanas i made foxy an from five nights at freddy
» Posted By Aaron On 08.16.2018 @ 9:54 am
Using your brain to try and write about this word is very hard. I can’t reserve anything because I’m too young. I don’t think of the word “reserve” as something you can just go off on a tangent and write about. Like what the heck? Reserve? Come on. At least pick something that inspires some sort of creativity. This is just bad. Sorry.
» Posted By Aaron On 10.11.2015 @ 7:46 pm
Bland is to be without flavor. In a person, it is to be without personality or interesting traits. However, bland is also security. It’s predictability. I think that bland used to be a good thing. Bland food was good for your digestion. Bland people were predictable and stable. Today, bland is bad. Bland is to be without excitement, when did excitement become the end all, be all of interest?
» Posted By aaron On 08.07.2015 @ 6:32 am
Typos from hell
» Posted By aaron On 07.22.2015 @ 5:01 pm
There are few things that I tolerate lures than those who threaten my family. It’s a crazy place that I go. I find know if this is exactly what this page is asking me for, but I’m running with it. A that can be monetary, emotional, physical, etc etc. No one messed with those I care about. On that same academic level, family is not blood, or is those people who will be there no matter what. That I will be with no matter what. Those few who choose to back your play whatever it may be. I don’t know where I’m going with this. I dint generally feel threatened by much besides my own insecurities that I occasionally take out on my family. I dint like that I do that much, but, hell, I don’t know how to change. It’s not a flip of a switch, it’s something else entirely. I don’t know. That’s enough for me for now
» Posted By aaron On 07.22.2015 @ 5:00 pm
I keep getting options. Maybe there should be an option to have a word other than options? There’s only so much I can say about it before I run out of combinations of words in the English languague. I wonder what Options is in French?
» Posted By Aaron On 05.27.2015 @ 6:32 pm
Options, like when you’re at Mcdonald’s and you think to yourself, should you take the chicken burger or go for 20 nuggets. The burger will be more meal-like, but the nuggets are just goddamn perfect. Minus the fact they’re probably made from Chicken Anus
» Posted By Aaron On 05.27.2015 @ 6:30 pm
sealed is a word. it is spelled s-e-a-l-e-d the definition is close.
» Posted By aaron On 03.05.2015 @ 11:25 am
» Posted By aaron On 09.25.2014 @ 10:19 am
she is grateful augustas is helping her grant her real wish and va houtan is grateful she is so invested in his book and the charactors
» Posted By aaron On 09.25.2014 @ 10:19 am
“I hope you know what this means to me,” she whispered.
He smiled softly, sadly, and replied with the faintest strains of hope tingeing his voice, “I hope it means your life.”
And then he let go.
Leaving her to be rescued.
He left her clinging to the rocks, no longer burdened by his weight.
He left her clinging to the rocks, so she could live.
And then she cried.
Left to live her life, and his.
» Posted By Aaron On 09.25.2014 @ 8:20 am
I went to the shop to get some groceries when I bumped into my friend who I hated so much. I saw that she was buying some apples and I just got one and hit her in the head really badly. I hate her. I hate her!! I couldn’t control myself. She stole my man. And as a gay guy, I never had a chance, but I beat her up anyway.
» Posted By Aaron On 08.15.2014 @ 1:46 am
the sly fox stole from the badger’s den
» Posted By Aaron On 06.03.2014 @ 11:33 am
she left him there. without understanding. without hope. without care. she was only gone. gone to who knows where. he was left alone to put together the events that had just transpired; “where am I to go?”
» Posted By Aaron On 04.29.2014 @ 2:21 am
he witnessed the murder on a rainy afternoon. Not your average rainy. torrential down pour rainy. his vision was clouded so he couldn’t distinguish details, but he knew the culprit. how could he forget that figure that had haunted him for nearly a decade, it was Him.
» Posted By Aaron On 03.05.2014 @ 11:46 am
One of the biggest events in my life was a terrible accident. Before the accident, I was an entirely different person than I am now–less wise, much less intelligent, and I cared about nothing. The recovery and consequences have changed me into the person I am now, someone I can respect.
» Posted By Aaron On 12.25.2013 @ 8:14 pm
For years my life seemed to be a trap. It always seemed as though i was stuck in spot, unable to see any horizon beyond my window ledge. my house had me clamped in spot. and I don’t know how i’m going to undo the bolts.
» Posted By Aaron On 08.04.2013 @ 5:08 am
It was the hottest day of summer. I recall it being 102 at least and that is being giving. I remember my brother loved peppers. Any and all. He loved to eat them. He kept them on him at all times. Other children carried their toys, animals, and change. He carried peppers. Well that is until this day. The day he disappeared.
» Posted By Aaron On 08.01.2013 @ 3:19 pm
is to run away from other things. it is used in battles and wars. fleeing is the past tense of flee. time is fleeing right now and i’m running out of time. flee is one syllable and is 4 letters long.
» Posted By Aaron On 06.12.2013 @ 11:49 pm
Within shallow, misty cavern atop the barren shadowlands resides a homeless savage- wounded and hollowed by the ruthless mongrels he once called kin.
» Posted By Aaron On 06.03.2013 @ 8:38 pm
My brother always ruled our relationship with a true heir of totalitarian regard. Until the day came, when I decided to forego my banner, my sigal; I abandoned my family illegiance and joined the Brotherhood Without Banners.
» Posted By Aaron On 06.02.2013 @ 9:00 pm
I felt secluded as I sat in my room, left alone in the darkness. My only solace came from peering through the key sized aperture beneath my door handle. Through the insignificant opening, hoots and toons were heard aplenty.
» Posted By Aaron On 05.30.2013 @ 11:34 pm
I don’t know what the hell an “oblique” is. Sounds like a muscle, but I’m not strong; I wouldn’t know. My mind is not strong either, but I might be right. If I’m wrong, oh well. At least I don’t know, what the hell, an oblique is.
» Posted By Aaron On 05.28.2013 @ 9:20 pm
Its a white powder. Not my fave white powder but it does the trick if your making bread.
I like bread. Im not a duck though, im a normal….. well 80% normal person
» Posted By aaron On 04.06.2013 @ 5:00 pm
Magically brought forth into the world by the chosen one, the shimmering golden rod spun while hovering in mid-air just inches above his hand. Then, in a burst of light, the rod shot forth a glowing orb.
» Posted By Aaron On 03.01.2013 @ 6:54 pm
the degraded aftermath of many years of forces of nature affecting an object.
» Posted By Aaron On 02.20.2013 @ 6:30 pm
the degraded result of matter over a period of time,
The after effects of an object after weather has struck it
» Posted By Aaron On 02.20.2013 @ 6:28 pm
I wanted a baby once but by living with a baby and by baby i mean my baby that I married, i’ve decided that such a thing would be suicide for me and potentially her cuz she can’t stand having responsibility to take care of herself much less the needs of a child while im away at work. so if i did have a baby, that baby would either be dead or my baby would kill herself leaving me alone with my baby.
» Posted By aaron On 01.30.2013 @ 10:15 am
I thought I’d go ahead and start this thing.
Last night while Phil and I were driving back from Gibraltar, we did a lot of radio hopping, to try to find a good station with good music. Music always brings up memories for me. As you know, Foreigner now has a new and special meaning for me. Well, last night, Foreigner’s “I’ve been waiting for a girl like you” came on and I could almost feel my heart trying to burst out of my chest.
» Posted By Aaron On 01.24.2013 @ 4:26 am
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sweep me off my feet and show me what it means to weep in your arms i feel weak i tremble up able to speak. For you i search girl of my dreams to come and sweep me off my feet and show me the truth of love for until then i can only imagine life alone.
» Posted By Aaron On 01.16.2013 @ 10:19 pm