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Bibi had been wandering for ages trying to feel around the crowds to her parents. At least Jamal was by her side. She had been playing with the ball, and after having an accident with the water, she didn’t want to play no more.
» Posted By Dean On 10.25.2017 @ 4:16 pm
I wouldn’t downgrade myself from reading scholarly and current affairs articles to dabbling with reads about hollywood gossip news or videos that are not value adding
» Posted By Dean On 01.13.2017 @ 5:45 pm
Only believe only believe all things are possible. Only believe. That is a hymn.
» Posted By Dean On 04.06.2016 @ 4:42 pm
nowhere must be somewhere, as we cannot conceptualise a place without words or language or any form of linguistics really, for even to conceptualise this is to apply language to that thought. So nowhere, really, means death. Or Essex. Maybe Essex. Yeah, actually, probably Essex.
» Posted By Dean On 03.30.2015 @ 9:30 am
Once there was a swimmer called Jonathan, who was very good and did it part-time on a voluntary basis. He was really good until he came up against someone whom he could not win against. This had never happened, because he usually won all of his races . Frustrated, he swam over to the other person mid-race and dunked their head beneath the water until they swam no more. Then, as he came second in that race, he deemed himself the winner by default.
» Posted By Dean On 03.14.2014 @ 9:10 am
One day a man returned with a gun in his hand and blood on his shoes. No one knew where he had been or what he might have just done. The sad part is that no one lived to tell his tale. No one. The name of that man is Caden Jones.
» Posted By Dean On 03.07.2013 @ 3:33 pm
growth of cells or any living organism for that matter, uncontrollable and inevitable. Some things grow at alarming rates and some don’t, the rate at which things grow also cannot be controlled or altered. It is simply a process of life in which we all take part.
» Posted By dean On 02.09.2013 @ 10:45 am
community a place of belonging, a place that you contribute to and your efforts return to you almost immediately. this is the real frontier of the modern age, give a little.
» Posted By Dean On 11.26.2012 @ 8:54 pm
People are odd things. They seem to believe they are the centre of life. They write sentences like “I am in control and have powerful allies”. They do not.
» Posted By Dean On 09.22.2012 @ 5:44 pm
the tired ones, long overworked on jobs they’d much rather not have been doing. Aliens in their own spaceship, they mopped up messes whose stains were everlasting. They were in need of their own cleansing
» Posted By Dean On 07.16.2012 @ 8:08 am
Bandages, they remind me of the day…hold on there is something sticky on my keyboard….ew gross, its on my hand now….anyway, it reminds me of the time i was riding down a hill, tripped and scraped my knee, it hurt and my mommy gave me a bandage. The end
» Posted By Dean On 07.13.2012 @ 2:05 am
Cracked my fingers right now, kinda reminded me of the time i put a harness on my cat, and she bit on the finger. Not sure why cracking my fingers would bring up those memories but ehh what ever.
» Posted By Dean On 07.03.2012 @ 12:52 am
Well this one day i got hungry and i asked mah moma if i could have some soup….the end.
But then the other i went to mah momma and asked her if i could have some soup, she stabbed herself in the finger and went to get stich…….FFFFF I RAN OUT OF TIME.
» Posted By Dean On 06.26.2012 @ 12:10 am
Trade is something that many people have done over the ages, as in trading goods and marketing tools to baseball cards, pokemon cards, etc. Trade is a key thing in American’s lives as long as the rest of the world. It is a huge economic tool which helps countries flourish, or pushes countries to the dirt. Trade is a very important aspect of life as we know it today.
» Posted By Dean On 09.12.2011 @ 5:39 pm
thread. I knew it. It was thread. what else does it do but hold things together until they fall apart. the threading from my shoes is coming undone, most disappointingly. they were new shoes too and now it seams i have to get a new pair already.
» Posted By Dean On 08.15.2011 @ 1:12 pm
Oranges, the smell, made him think of punishment. The belt, specially made when he was born, for the Discipline. Same as his father had when he was a boy. Mother too.
» Posted By Dean On 08.14.2011 @ 1:11 pm
i want only to express my love. is that so hard? what in this cruel world has shut me from you? put an eternal bridge, full of missing planks connecting our lives. i want our love to soar to a further level, but you don’t love me. you love him. i am so conflicted, i haven’t a clue what to do.
» Posted By Dean On 08.03.2011 @ 11:15 am
I am strong Every thing i try to do is strong. My friends ar strong, my life is strong. My will is strong I am stronger than anyone could imagine. I am strong i am Human.
» Posted By Dean On 02.26.2011 @ 11:33 pm
AND “THE ROCKET’S RED FLARE” SIGNIFIED A NATION STILL STANDING IN THE FACE OF A MIGHTY FOE!
» Posted By DEAN On 02.16.2011 @ 1:55 pm
I actually dont really like chocolate. I don’t really understand why I do, considering EVERYONE I know seems to like it. I just seem crazy to them. Yet, I find, that somethings that, when combined with chocolate, are absolutely delicious. Its so weird. I can’t for the life of me see what anyone sees to be so tasty of it. It’s always bitter for me!
» Posted By Dean On 02.15.2011 @ 8:01 pm
friends, sticking together, fun, enjoyment, new places, daring, experiences, loosing inhibitions
» Posted By Dean On 10.31.2010 @ 10:38 am
Count. That’s the most important job a corrections officer has. At least that’s how they tell it to you in training, and how it appears in every post order book you can find. But nobody reads the post order books unless they run out of prisoner’s magazines and newspapers first. And you never run out of those. Besides, the people who are really in charge don’t care, either. It looks bad when you lose a prisoner, especially a violent one, but they get over it.
» Posted By dean On 07.11.2010 @ 9:06 pm
the tide smashed against the boat, rocking the captain to the side. He grabbed for the rope to pull up the sail, but nothing happened.
» Posted By dean On 06.22.2010 @ 12:34 pm
they cover up shit on my face and they make me stop bleeding and they keep dog organs inside of them after surgery i hate when i cut bandages too short
» Posted By dean On 01.02.2009 @ 8:28 pm
Monetary gain satisfaction getting what I deserve the best things in life treat throw the dog a bone give it to me trap monkey snare
» Posted By Dean On 03.23.2009 @ 7:44 am
I have no idea
» Posted By dean On 07.17.2008 @ 6:15 am
I have no idea
» Posted By dean On 07.17.2008 @ 6:15 am
I carefully type and watch as my fingers fade from time to space and from thoughts to words. Where do these come from? THE MIND…why the obsession with such? Perhaps the complexity of it intreges me. The Printer inks and the lines fade into words letters and meanings
» Posted By dean On 07.12.2008 @ 11:20 am
a long soft piece of cloth used to keep warm or for fasion.
» Posted By dean On 07.17.2008 @ 8:06 am
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I think about sleep. B stands for . . . hmmm, I’m not sure, but this surely is a portmanteau word, so it must stand for something. Bleep means something deleted, excised, elided, kdkdkdkdk. A bleeping driver may be someone who cuts you off, flashes bright lights at you, or gives you the finger.BGlee[- may bek I donnfkdjlkdslkjfdjlkdsfkjl
» Posted By DEAN On 09.05.2009 @ 10:23 am