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Dirty little whirlwind” – TVotR
Because it pops to mind like an echo reaching from back in time.
By Intuition URL on 03.16.2015
This magic remote control can allow you to change your life. You can fast forward, rewind, or pause if you need a moment to process this new-found power. But be wary of what you press, because each button, each little second you change, can be enough to change a life.
By Shr on 03.16.2015
A person who is a controller can be a boss, chief or has a persuasive personality too. He or she can work with this element for better or for worst.
By Ana Paula Vinhal on 03.16.2015
games… taking over… useing of hands…
By calixta nieto URL on 03.16.2015
I would like to make a difference this year by focusing on the word:
I want to encourage people who are trying to help others and are stuck with problems I can help them solve.
I want to help my husband cope and stay positive with his challenging health and oncoming loss of walking.
I want to bring hope to others through encouragement.
By Nancy Shafer on 03.16.2015
I feel as if I am trapped in these four walls, with no way out. I can no longer think freely, and am constantly struggling to break free. I am tired of being controlled, of being a puppet; of being disposable.
By Sage URL on 03.16.2015
he threw the controller on the ground. “fuck this fucking game!”
she poked her head around the corner.
“babe, you’re gonna break the last controller if you keep playing mario paint.
By Campbell URL on 03.16.2015
“Have you seen my Gamecube controller?” asked Rachel.
“That? Oh. Yeah, I threw it away.”
“The dog got a hold of the cord, and, well, let’s just say if you plugged that in, either it wouldn’t work or we’d have a fire hazard.”
“Great,” groaned Rachel. “Now I’m going to have to drop fifty bucks on an Amazon order just to play Super Smash Bros. freakin’ Melee!”
Her mom sighed. “Life’s hard, isn’t it, kid?”
By Belinda Roddie URL on 03.16.2015
Look at my hands
holding on to the past
from now till im older
you are my controller
Im weak at the knees
greeted by memories
and when nights are colder
you are my controller
By ugcfh on 03.16.2015
Controllers control things. Usually controllers and the object they’re controlling communicate through a signal or cord.
By Loco_cookie URL on 03.16.2015
hit pause. hit play. its funny how easy you can play with someones emotions. Push the right button to get the right reactions.
By ivan URL on 03.16.2015
You are the controller of your life and do not think otherwise. You can manage your own emotions – happy, sad, angry and fear – at your fingertips. You can move around, run as far as you can and jump as high as you can. Doesn’t it feel good? Don’t let them tell you, ”you can’t do this” because in reality, you can.
By abigail rae on 03.16.2015
I just think of PS3 to be honest. My controller is always flat, controller why you do dis?
I’m too sick to write properly today :”””( add me on psn!: ofwgkmn
By monica jane URL on 03.16.2015
As I layed in my bed, my big, lonely, purple plump bed, all I could think about was him. The way he looked at me, the sensation his lips left on mine, the touch of his warm hands on my skin. The television screen was black, but I knew that the power was on. I could tell by that imperceptible noise, that ripping, sharp wave of a sound that shattered against my skull and made my though whirl around to the point of sickening me. I leaned over, grabbed the controller, and pressed power. That was probably the only thing I could grasp.
By Macha on 03.16.2015
the controlle was not paying attention to his surroundings and was so wrapped up in his own world but he was not able to do his job
By Lynn Peeling on 03.16.2015
The game controller shuddered in his hand. Another kill. And another and another. His eyes glazed over and his mind tuned out the yelling coming from his parent’s bedroom.
By Kelsey on 03.16.2015
I reached for the playstation controller resting on the fuzzy blue carpet of my brother’s room. He was in the bathroom. Maybe he’d be in there for thirty more seconds, had to wipe his ass, wash his hands, then finally he’d be done.
By Ingrid URL on 03.16.2015
You can’t be the controller of my dreams. The voice in my head that points towards the negative, the unsuccessful, pretending to be reality while romanticizing reality. I haven’t talked to you in six months for a reason, and that reason is to keep you out of my subconscious.
By Ella Emma Em on 03.16.2015
my son is completely obsessed with the xbox 360 controller. When he is not playing a game he is watching someone play a game while pretending to play along. When he is not doing that hbe
By BSmith on 03.16.2015
i am a controller. so are you. we all control out destinies. how can we not? every day, every minute, every hour. every breath we take, every step we walk, every choice we make. we are in total control. nothing is more beautiful than that.
By Avra on 03.16.2015
How can you do this? I’ve been trying to be okay my whole life. Everything is falling into place and then now you’re back. Why do you have to be a controller of my life?
By Kristina URL on 03.17.2015
The wrath of one, the wrath of All
By Jesse B. on 03.17.2015
Beyond reasoning capacity lay the one true pointer of directions, controller of orbits, king of the heartbeat.
By Jesse B on 03.17.2015
His hands gripped the controller as he moved the character through the video game, his stress fading away as he did. the control he had over the man put him at ease and the thought of his day dissipated to the back of his mind. He started solely on the screen and focused on calming down after a tough day. All he wanted was some control in his life.
By Allie on 03.17.2015
one who dictates everything.
By emma on 03.17.2015
the controller general is blue and sits in the exam room a
plasticine figure crudely animated, liverpoolian and thomas
two four six eight marking exams i dont know how to mark
that’s not me it’s ian
he chose the name ian when he arrived
they laugh on the train but their lips aren’t moving
if that’s the face then where’s the body
By frank lee on 03.17.2015
There was a man in a dark suit and sour grin; the kind that meant he had dragged his soul through the mire to end up where he is. There is nothing like a questionable moral compass and a glass of scotch to wash it down while he rips your life apart. He owns me.
By A J URL on 03.17.2015
i can se it as a micro controller, a huge ic that is used in electronics. yhey are programmable ic’s that are heavily used in electronics
By shubham kathuria on 03.17.2015
Slapping the remote against his leg he said, “So this boy you’re seeing…”
“You know that never works. Try taking the batteries out and putting them back in.” She watched him open the back panel and rub the end of each battery against his flannel shirt. “What about him?”
“He’s black, isn’t he?”
By Yona URL on 03.17.2015
He’s in my head. His voice is a booming roar and mine struggles to be heard. I think one thing, but I’m already doing another. There are no other options. His voice is booming.
By Mia_C URL on 03.17.2015
As a flight controller, she had to pay attention to every little detail. Of course, this ability was a hard one to turn-off when she was not working, and sometimes, it was just difficult to move knowing that so much was going on at the same time.
By Marie URL on 03.17.2015
The ship Morris was in charge of was code named the “Panda”. There were fifty ships altogether in this “first wave” of the “Ark Project”, all named after animals. It was not lost on Morris that the animal names assigned to all the ships were of species on the verge of
extinction. The Committee had chosen these names to remind everybody that they were the last chance for their species to survive.
Two years and one week had passed since they had left the earth, and the fleet of vessels was now on final approach to the new planet. Morris and his crew were in constant contact with the air traffic controller on the surface, who was now on the first day of his new job, as this was the first traffic the base had encountered since the first settlers arrived.
By tonykeyesjapan URL on 03.17.2015
A controller is one who controls. Who has the power, to control things. To make things work his way, to go in his favor, to use things to his advantage. A controller is someone who likes to tell people what to do. He knows they will listen. A controller is power, a controller should be feared. It can also mean a controller for a game. It’s a complex word.
By Simona URL on 03.17.2015
Finally the cops came and took James out of the mess that he was in. Thank you I almost got killed, well that’s why we’r here. O Mat do you want to get the controller out of the car,sheer,thanks.OK lets get you out of here. All rite.
By Nathanael Cone WI on 03.17.2015
am i really typing this or has it been decided? one word becomes multiple and the resonance increases. nervous systems create excitement to engage livelihood but in the end who is it that lives and who is that dies?
By grldg URL on 03.17.2015
Palms are sweaty, keeping my hands plastered to the controller. If I could count the hours I spent tethered to my television, what would I do with that number?
By asavas URL on 03.17.2015
For some it’s a just a remote. The TV controller. The puncher. The clicker. For me, it shows you care when as we sit, you scoot closer, my feet end up o your thighs and you hand it to me. You like sports, I like cooking shows. Tonight, it’s cooking,
By Jane URL on 03.17.2015
controls the divice you want to move,
usuallly involves a remote
By Akasha on 03.17.2015
She looked at the controller. Her mind went blank. “How am I supposed to do this?” she thought to herself. The pilot was unconscious. She knew she was the only chance the rest of the flight had. “I can do this. I can do this. I can do this,” she chanted silently to herself. But how? All her training, all of those hours in flight simulators, and nothing had prepared her for this. She slowly hovered a hand over the panels, lightly touching the joystick. I CAN do this.
By Robyn URL on 03.17.2015
“What is this?” I asked, blinking at what was supposed to be a ring. “A controller,” my friend answered with an odd smile on his face.
By Damned URL on 03.17.2015
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.