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I walked into a crowded room and sour scent curdling the air. I couldn’t think about such unimportant information right now. I need to think about this event, the event that she gave me, a do or die project. I need this job. He told me to brush her off, but how can you do something like that to someone so important?
» Posted By Bry On 09.03.2014 @ 3:58 pm
I look down at the piece of life that the doctor just gently placed across my arms, “Charity.” My gorgeous wife says looking at the love sprawled across my face. “Her name is Charity.”
» Posted By Bry On 08.30.2014 @ 3:08 pm
I don’t know what happened. All I wanted to do was leave, to flee from this old life, but what do I get now? Nothing, all I get is a new life even worse than the last. Can I ask for something good for one? For once!
» Posted By Bry On 08.29.2014 @ 1:11 pm
not fled, any word but fled, please and thank you, oh lord that would be magnificent, wouldn’t it? Da da da dododo what a wonderful song this is. WHat to write next, who knows a letter to satan, that would be nice, or a letter to a
» Posted By Bry On 08.29.2014 @ 1:03 pm
I withered away in her heart. It wasnt the same anymore, we both knew it. The warm feeling from the sun was quickly fading away, and what was left was only memories that he would treasure for the rest of his life, and she would never know.
» Posted By Bry On 03.10.2013 @ 9:47 pm
Here you are in your portrait, a lifeless parody. Brows arched too high. Hard, hooded eyes. Lips drawn back and pinned into a smile.
Looks just like you.
» Posted By Bry On 11.11.2012 @ 6:12 pm
A love letter to Mr. Puzzle:
You make me
» Posted By Bry On 11.09.2012 @ 6:32 pm
in his cup
if you can afford altruism
they “do it for other people”
they do it
» Posted By Bry On 11.08.2012 @ 1:37 pm
There are signs in life. You choose whether or not to pay any attention to them. It is for certain, however, if you choose to ignore them you are missing out on what could and should have been. Keep your eyes and soul open.
» Posted By Bry On 10.02.2012 @ 7:28 am
Powerpuff girls just love this guy. He has a supposedly super-awesome-foxy-hot secretary that really does all the work while he enjoys all his pickles. There could most definitely be a movie on his youth- Chuck Norris. That’s him- basically.
» Posted By Bry On 06.15.2012 @ 6:58 pm
He had been hired for the job! Granted when he began in the film industry he had high hopes of getting noticed for his looks and chosen for starring roles, but I suppose everyone is used to the pretty boys. At least a job as a stunt man would assure him some screen time.
» Posted By Bry On 05.26.2012 @ 3:50 pm
i don’t know if she’s really that concerned about me. these palettes of life smiles at me. but it tells me not to trust somebody alone with her gestures but with her heart and what my heart reflects back.
» Posted By bry On 12.13.2011 @ 1:09 pm
There are lots of ideas, lots of knowledge, but also lots of hurts and quits. It’s not my time right now but i’ll be sure, it’ll come by and will shape my world in its contentment. I want to die right now.
» Posted By bry On 10.10.2011 @ 8:02 pm
Since you left. Since you left my heart alone. I’ve never been like this. As cold as ice. As hard as stone. But as I grew older. I realized I was evolving. Gliding through the shadows of my past. Now, I have heart as cold and hard as an iron.
» Posted By bry On 10.10.2011 @ 3:24 am
You don’t even listen. You don’t even look me in the eyes. I told you before that what you choose will be what you are. And now where are you? Are we against the flow of gravity? Are we? Or am I alone will suffer? I love you and this is all I ever wanted, to have you without any one else to interfere.
» Posted By bry On 10.05.2011 @ 9:28 pm
I have never been this crazy. It’s not about me, or about the people I encounter everyday. It’s about the victims. Their rigid bodies are soaked in blood. They are tortured. I pity those who did this.
» Posted By bry On 10.05.2011 @ 4:04 am
what girls do instead of sweating. what you do after the boy you love tells you you’re beautiful. pregnancy. happiness. beauty. love. everything that’s wonderful. the sun on your skin, the water’s reflection.
» Posted By bry On 05.12.2011 @ 11:10 pm
i have a basement. its dark, but i like going down there. it’s cold, but i like going down there. it makes me feel lonely though. it’s like hell, but its a frozen hell. i like my basement
» Posted By Bry On 01.25.2011 @ 9:40 pm
As he gazed upon the old oak tree way in the far right corner of his backyard, James began to reminisce about his childhood years spent running around this property. Later, as he signed the papers finalizing the transferral
» Posted By Bry On 09.13.2009 @ 11:36 pm
The shallow water pooled around my feet, sending ripples across the water. I laughed as the fish swam around my feet, attempting to nibble at my toes.
» Posted By Bry On 07.29.2009 @ 4:52 pm
The drive twisted and turned until it straightened out, leading to a large brick house. Ivy climbed its way up the sides, covering everything except the windows and the flamboyantly red door. She knocked hearing the shuffling of feet somewhere behind the door.
» Posted By Bry On 07.28.2009 @ 8:52 pm
the dark soil was soft beneath my feet. i ignored my mother yelling at me to put my shoes on, i just kept going until her voice faded away. before i realize where i had headed, i was standing underneath a great oak tree, its branches stretching upward like fingers trying to pluck the sun from the sky.
» Posted By bry On 07.26.2009 @ 9:07 pm
okay so there this hill right. and it has grass on it and its the most grass you’ve ever seen on any hill. at the top of the hill is a tree. but this isn’t about the tree its about the hill. so this hill start off at the bottom and it goes up slowly on a slant like a lot of hills. there is a cave in this hill too. but again not about the cave.. just the hill. its a good hill.
» Posted By bry On 10.06.2008 @ 6:24 pm
the raw meat was red and dripping. it was hard to think that that was actually blood, that it had come from some living thing. and that we were going to cook it. or, as the case was, put it on my black eye. who the fuck had come up with that concept, anyway? putting raw fucking meat in somebody’s fucking eye for chistssake. can you get ecoli through your eye?
» Posted By Bry On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
haystacks, tan in ohio. lots of people there? no very few. wide opn fields, wheat rolled up into cowpies. smell of fresh, crisp air and my cousins next to me, jared hitting me to get to the window
» Posted By bry On 12.31.2009 @ 5:05 pm
sweet. candy. nice people. babies. powder. spinkles. cookies. chocolate. lolipop. strawberry. fruits. salt. dust. lifeless
» Posted By Bry On 11.15.2009 @ 2:58 pm
drama. stage. theatre, movies. actors. emotions. feelings. anger. happy. crying. trauma. accident. intense. creativity. action. awesomeness!.
» Posted By Bry On 11.14.2009 @ 10:18 am
Cone is funnel shaped and kind of takes everything and brings it down to smaller and smaller amounts. So you take a lot of crap and funnel it into this little bit, kind of like a person… Is sixty seconds up yet, nope……………………..
» Posted By Bry On 11.11.2009 @ 6:16 pm
i have to sheild myself from dragons because they are no longer extinct and i have to protect myself and planet earth because i am the chosen one. there was a special note inside my kit kat bar that said so. i will perform my duty as messiah and save the world!
» Posted By bry On 11.04.2009 @ 1:58 pm
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andy. aliens. random. freaks. creepy. ghosts. black houses . white houses. orange eyes. blue snow. pink fires. chemistry. my heart felt feelings for you.
» Posted By bry On 11.17.2009 @ 8:01 pm