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The sun crash down from the cloudless sky, leaving the top of your head crisp and red. The sweat forms in sickly beads and slides down your bulbous nose, caressing your skin with its salty kiss.

Posted By Luke On 01.14.2011 @ 6:17 am

As a vicar’s wife, Sheila projected the very epitome of respectability. As a Bishop’s mistress, she eschewed such niceties, preferring instead to proceed along an outwardly masochistic trajectory.

Posted By Luke On 01.08.2011 @ 12:42 pm

Not everything is obvious. Even in any given situation, below the surface lies deep and very NOT obvious meanings, feelings, thoughts. Look deeper. Pay attention. Not everything is obvious.

Posted By Luke On 12.25.2010 @ 6:17 pm

war and castles with soldiers shooting arrows at an incoming army. cannon fodder; war food. soldiers and war poetry anbout being given to the country as an obkject of war without any fasmilial attachment/or care for your personal life. cannon printers but without one of the ‘n’

Posted By luke On 12.19.2010 @ 1:10 pm

Believers need to believe in themselves to believe in others. That’s fundamentally important.

Posted By Luke On 12.09.2010 @ 2:49 pm

science is deadly bad things i lose a lot because of that I like nature floewrs trees and fresah air they do not need any science for that.

Posted By luke On 11.19.2010 @ 2:02 pm

Market. What a stupid word. I hate that word. Of every single word that I have ever heard, this is by far my least favorite. We as a civilization could do worlds better without this…horrendous excuse for a word. It is inexcusable. This word should die.

Posted By Luke On 11.13.2010 @ 6:53 pm

my lousy sack of a brother slept on the couch all day.

Posted By luke On 11.09.2010 @ 9:58 am

errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr oh oh lazy people being tired and not waking up in the morning due to alarm clock not working eating really slowly and not doing things right.

Posted By luke On 11.09.2010 @ 6:24 am

lazy people being tired sleep coffe not waking up in the morning alarm clock failer pie is nice

Posted By luke On 11.09.2010 @ 6:21 am

One day, there was a reader who went crazy from reading he stated chucking bannanas at people then he died everyone was happy. but at the funeral, he arose from the dead and started chucking bannanas at people again.

THIS IS NOT A SAD STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 -LUKE

Posted By luke On 11.08.2010 @ 9:51 am

One day, there was a reader who went crazy from reading he stated chucking bannanas at people then he died everyone was happy. but at the funeral, he arose from the dead and started chucking bannanas at people again.

THIS IS NOT A SAD STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 -LUKE

Posted By luke On 11.08.2010 @ 9:51 am

a reader is a person who enjoys books, not because ther’e bored but because they enjoy the book. a reader enjoys a good book.

Posted By luke On 11.08.2010 @ 9:43 am

y dog ran away to some othere house and ended up geting shot by a stranger

Posted By luke On 10.28.2010 @ 11:44 am

Whats new is Luke cant stop getting thrown off of horses. He needs to fix this as being thrown off of a horse is bad for his health.

Posted By Luke On 10.16.2010 @ 8:09 pm

The trees were sickly in their demeanor, seen as pale against the deep indigo of the twilight sky. Their leaves were frail reminders of the grandeur that they once were, and the branches were pale and twisted. It was almost a mockery of the great structure that had once stood.

Posted By Luke On 09.01.2010 @ 6:11 pm

the sponge cannot see it can only absorb sometimes yellow it doesn’t matter im almost out of time the sponge is great

Posted By Luke On 08.11.2010 @ 11:39 am

A simple fence is what spereated us from being together. Needless to say, it drove me crazy that I was missing the time of my life because I was grounded, but I didn’t really feel like letting a fence stop me either.

Posted By Luke On 08.04.2010 @ 6:38 am

near the house there was a lake near the lake there was a forest in the forest there was a house in the house there was a game in the game there was a desert in the desert there was a tent near the tent was the ocean

Posted By luke On 07.30.2010 @ 12:54 am

The vase stood there, lonely and sullen. Its intricate desgin only added to the fact that it was obviously a Dollar Store purchase – one bought by someone who wouldn’t people to think he was a man of class, but one who was too cheap to actually be one.

Posted By Luke On 07.21.2010 @ 10:03 am

The lease on the house had been up, and we had to move out. It was heartbreaking – so very heartbreaking. I grew up in this house- and as one of my favorite songs put it, it was the House that built me.

Posted By Luke On 07.14.2010 @ 6:37 am

I felt secure in his arms. They were strong, but not too constricting, and powerful – but not overbearing. I felt safe with him.

Posted By Luke On 07.12.2010 @ 7:49 am

I like to scoop up ice cream with a fork. I like challenges and it makes me fell like I have accomplished something if I can creamy substances through the metal slivers of a pained object.

Sometimes I like to scoop up small children or animals in my hands just to see them squirm. Puppies are cute when they squirm like little goblets of jello….

Posted By Luke On 07.10.2010 @ 8:12 pm

Bear. Thats what we use to call him. The man had a hair so wild and uncontrolled, and with a physique that was the size of a grown lion, you could see where he got it from. But, in reality, he was actually a very nice guy – one who wouldn’t hurt anything if he had a choice.

Posted By Luke On 07.09.2010 @ 7:11 am

Chaos was an understatment. This place was the lesser version of Hell. All around me ran people with places to go and people to see – which was a lot more then I could ssay for myself.

Posted By Luke On 07.06.2010 @ 12:26 pm

The Man, the Myth, the Legend. That is what I am. Ultimately, I’m just here to make sure the good people of the city get a good nights sleep, without some creep smashing in to their houses and raping them brutally. I am Batman.

Posted By Luke On 07.06.2010 @ 5:08 am

The mud covered nicely over the big, thick tires that held my Silverado perfectly. I loved the truck, but my girlfriend hardely agreed with me keeping it. Which meant putting it for sale, and therefore – breaking my heart.

Posted By Luke On 07.04.2010 @ 3:55 pm

What we had in common was, well, nothing. Me and my father had so estranged for so long – it was hard to see what we would do on a road trip to New Orleans together.

Posted By Luke On 07.03.2010 @ 5:04 am

I saluted the army offical as we rode past him, as I had always been instructed to do. But I wasn’t sure what it meant, to be honest. The rule of military on my island made it hard to understand things, and more often then not – it was a simple matter of doing it rather then understanding why.

Posted By Luke On 07.02.2010 @ 6:42 am

The trend usually set by the girl, was to put out as much as possible. This caused her, in some of the eyes of her peers to be – “cool”. However, he saw her for something more then that, and because of his taking time to actually see the real her – she loved him

Posted By Luke On 07.01.2010 @ 4:43 am