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The consequential happened yesterday. Because she was angry she caused the consequential, everyone was unhappy. This always happens when someone is angry, so at least act happy or smile!
» Posted By Someone On 10.09.2018 @ 8:55 am
I looked up at the sky at night and saw the stars there starlight was so bright! The moon also shown its light. It is so beautiful you could hear the crickets. I never wanted to stop looking up!
» Posted By Someone On 10.08.2018 @ 7:55 am
greens are pretty lit but nobody likes to eat them lol but uh why am I writing this this fucking sucks treees and stuff fortnite wtf is going on isn’t this timed shouldn’t my time be up green canteen even theough it’s silver save the planet or some shit wait it’s letting me type more, whT? I just wanna like not do this anymore pls ;-;
» Posted By someone On 07.02.2018 @ 9:01 pm
Isn’t there always something playing. Something playing the background. if it isn’t an instrument than it’s you. Does it matter how bad or good you are? Only you can tell or maybe the law. I don’t know. It’s over.
» Posted By someone On 09.19.2017 @ 6:34 pm
Pity is when you have nothig to do but see it, feel it inside of you, reach your hand out for them, but don’t pull them from teh pit. You just stare.
» Posted By Someone On 10.09.2014 @ 4:40 pm
1.The opposite of this
WHAT IS LOVE, BABY DON’T HURT ME, DON’T HURT ME, NO MORE
2. if sex is like this, it’s going bad
» Posted By Someone On 07.27.2014 @ 9:26 am
Violet is one of my favorite colors. It may be more blue, or more red. Many flowers are this color. Almost like the night sky, its very dark but beautiful. Its a blueish purple. I like it a lot.
» Posted By Someone On 07.13.2014 @ 9:06 am
It was a strange feeling, my eyes dove into the light that leaked through the cracks of the door; the hairs on my arms stood on edge. I could even taste the salt in the air.
» Posted By someone On 03.23.2014 @ 11:10 am
She grabbed the scalpel and pushed the sharp edge into the thick skin of the frog. A look of disgust formed on her face, causing her lab partners to chuckle at her reaction. “If all you’re going to do is laugh, why don’t you do this instead?” she snapped.
» Posted By Someone On 02.01.2014 @ 12:28 pm
‘wha-” she stuttured as we walked threw therows of cages. dgs were laying on the floor exausion seeping into there eyes. we walked down tht aisles staring at them, wondering how we would find the one that would stay wi
» Posted By someone On 11.07.2013 @ 2:20 pm
hello i aM A FLEA AND i do flea related stuff and i don’t like pie or blocks but I love mince and dogs and dogs’ bloood and i am aspiring to be a writer even though that’s a really silly this to say because you do not aspire to become a writer, you simply are a writer.
» Posted By Someone On 10.22.2013 @ 9:57 pm
The wrought iron gate opened as she walked forward. She was the Queen of Death.
» Posted By Someone On 07.17.2013 @ 5:57 pm
Sweat poured over his brow. He had been working all day in the forge. Boom, boom, boom. His hammer hit the steaming metal. His job was so horrible, but he could still make the best things. Elaborate decorations and simple hooks. All these things he makes with wrought iron.
» Posted By Someone On 07.17.2013 @ 5:40 pm
Who even invented the catapult? The Romans? The Mongols? Oh, god, I’m so sorry Ms. Rice, I am most likely going to fail your Global class. I am too busy thinking about my own depression; About how I wish I could catapult my own body back to a time when I didn’t feel so fragmented in my own skin. I am sorry Ms. Rice, but I think I’m failing your global class.
» Posted By Someone On 05.20.2013 @ 1:38 pm
Who even invented the catapult? The Romans? The Mongols? Oh, god, I’m sorry Ms. Rice, I am most likely going to fail your Global class. I am too busy thinking about my own depression; How I wish I could catapult my own body back to a time when I didn’t feel so fragmented in my own skin.
» Posted By Someone On 05.20.2013 @ 1:08 pm
Life is composed of uplifting tales and depressing tragedies. You can’t choose the next chapter, but that’s life, and that’s how you have to live it.
» Posted By Someone On 05.06.2013 @ 2:29 pm
If I died today I wouldn’t want it to go unnoticed, but up in flames.
» Posted By Someone On 05.05.2013 @ 11:26 am
hurt, sad, crying, without justice, nor morality to make it better. no wise words heal, no people look in sympathy. alone, dark, gloomy, prison. dying, worse than dying, worse than anything. guilt distant pleasure and lust. crazy
» Posted By someone On 04.07.2013 @ 6:26 pm
I stared closely into the bank wall. On that wall was a set of emerald eyes, a thick nose, and warm lips. I was scared of what would happen next; would he kiss me or walk away, like every encounter before this one?
» Posted By Someone On 02.03.2013 @ 2:45 pm
As the brisk gusts of wind whispered to me, I observed the system of roots that were attached to the ground; surrounded by hues of fire orange and chocolate brown.
» Posted By Someone On 02.01.2013 @ 3:15 pm
This was it. This was the moment that I would become a star. My heart fluttered as the curtains pulled back and the musical started. It’s show time.
» Posted By Someone On 01.23.2013 @ 1:45 pm
I slowly applied what my mother had told me all those years; “Never trust anyone.”, she would say. Now, I finally realized I could never depend on anyone except myself, because no one knows me better than myself.
» Posted By Someone On 01.21.2013 @ 10:12 am
My pride was destroyed in that final moment; that moment when everything I once had was now lost.
» Posted By Someone On 01.20.2013 @ 9:03 am
My thoughts swept back and forth through my mind. Was this it? Was this what I need or what I wanted?
» Posted By Someone On 01.17.2013 @ 9:29 am
I placed myself in her shoes. Put myself in her place. Tried to see life through her eyes. Walked a mile in her skin. Yet, would she ever give me that common courtesy?
» Posted By Someone On 01.03.2013 @ 5:38 pm
My thought were rolling around in my head, almost as if they were in a barrel. I couldn’t stop thinking about whether I made the right choice or not.
» Posted By Someone On 01.01.2013 @ 5:37 pm
I could not think in that sweet moment when his hand gingerly brushed my face.
» Posted By Someone On 12.30.2012 @ 2:58 pm
I did not know what to do with myself when the image came into my peripheral vision. In that perfect moment, I caught a glimpse of his emerald eyes.
» Posted By Someone On 12.30.2012 @ 2:55 pm
this should not be a game to be played by you but by us, this is a game which has not been made to be loathed, beacause love should not be a game, love shouldnt be played, it shouldnt be something you have to lose or win, sometimes you lose someones love and you have to win someones trust, but love itself is more than that
» Posted By someone On 12.18.2012 @ 11:59 am
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» Posted By someone On 11.06.2012 @ 2:40 pm