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the last days of his life, cas was torn apart, frazzled, completely shredded, his body weakened, tired, and he was done, grace burning him out, eating inside him, from one moment to another a piercing pain stroked him in his chest, he had to stop every once in a while to soothe himself
» Posted By eh On 07.15.2014 @ 2:22 pm
A disciple is a follower. That dude Jesus had like twelve but one of them betrayed him and that was totes bad like why would you do that he’s Jesus you don’t betray Jesus only idiots betray Jesus I mean he’s got some hella powerful powers man. Also his dad is like woah proper strong so like um yeah dsont mess with this family u came to the wrong neighbourrhood motherfucker ah no no no time out stop i wasnt finished ranting about jesus
» Posted By eh On 11.18.2013 @ 6:58 am
i hate drawing. drawing is not my think. drawing runs in my family. weird, but i dont care at all imnot good st it or even if i am i dont care. i think brocoli is much better than drawing stuff.
» Posted By EH On 11.12.2012 @ 8:42 am
I love to draw and dream of days where time stands stilll so I can fill my paper with lines that stretch and pull and draw me out, or in, whichever way I go it’s somewhere.
» Posted By EH On 11.12.2012 @ 8:27 am
I love to celebrate Christmas with the family. Traditions of years and years mixed with new, meaningful ways to celebrate. In celebration one can fill up with Christ, fill up with love.
» Posted By EH On 09.19.2011 @ 1:41 pm
The alarm went but I was already awake. It has five letters.Alarms wake me up in the morning. He came into my room; I had no other weapon so I chucked my alarm at him
» Posted By EH On 02.08.2011 @ 5:38 am
“your support has been invaluable,” the boy’s mother said as they wheeled him out of the doors and down the custom-made ramp. “If only everyone were as helpful as you…”
He blinked as they exited into the sunlight, the shadows casting shadows across his lap
» Posted By EH On 01.10.2011 @ 2:12 am
I’m pretending I am a fairy princess. Yeah, its stupid and childish. But it’s better than this life on the streets.
» Posted By EH On 05.04.2009 @ 3:52 pm
the house path was paved with it. the house itself was a broken glory. Huge and commanding in it’s heyday, it stood now a broken shell of its former self. grass was poking through the path cracks. in a few months
» Posted By eh On 12.29.2008 @ 6:36 pm
Erika jumped down the stairs and raced for the subway. They had made it just in time, for as Vincent stepped into the underground train the doors closed behind him. There were very little people with them on the train, but Erika choose not to stand. Holding onto the nearest metal pole, she grinned stupidly at Vincent. “Isn’t this fun?” she asked him giddily. Rolling his eyes, but still smiling, Vincent nodded.
» Posted By EH On 03.26.2009 @ 7:05 pm
steaming piles of figure shits in the gangly green i make up word figures as i storm the castles of rightesousness only the good die young…wtf does this even mean this passage is aimless directgionless and quite ordinary in its vernacular and prose i spi
» Posted By eh On 01.06.2010 @ 7:49 pm
The West Wing ep, where they do a Missouri Compromise type thing and appoint one conservative and one liberal justice, and the liberal one is that kickass woman.
» Posted By Eh On 12.20.2009 @ 9:36 pm
white, gritty, food, witty, taste smell eggs sugar mix together to get my dinner cakes bakes festivals galore all in all i think i want four weather maker i want a baker to give me some rocksscones and cater to my every whim need and want to satisfy my every desire i hire and wire the maker i desire he fulfills he sates he abates he says oh my days i love you i want you i need you i yearn for you be with me please me satisfy me love me
» Posted By eh On 10.10.2009 @ 10:51 am
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tasting seeing smelling hearing feeling
and that other thing that presses into your brain unbidden to tell you what you don’t know and can’t know.
» Posted By eh On 10.26.2009 @ 2:31 am