Trees rushed past in a streaking blur of colour. His feet slammed down on the ground with tremendous force, propelling him back into the air with every leap. He gulped in forest air with every breath; never had he felt so alive.
blasted means a strong froce like as in someone getting blasted out of a cannon, or a cannon ball getting blasted. Or there are guns that blast bullets.
The shot blasted through the air as I ran through the abandon mine. I skirted to a halt and saw a amazing sight. A ruby! It was great! I sat down and stared at it. Then I took it and ran out. I took it to the local museum the paid my a bundle. With the money in my hand I raced back home.
They blasted the wall down, only to find that there was nothing there..unless of course, you had a vision of things to come. Danny knew what was possible and so she saw splendor.
Blasted is the stupid slang substitute some ppl use to show they anger. Blasted is what America has done to the world. It is a Bombardier’s favourite word.Time’s up! Finish up your last sentence and click the button to submit
blasted- like he blasted me with words he thrrew then at me. Not allowing me to sink in. To get these words of his chest. There was noting i could do or say before he annoced that he was gay. My parents never saw it coming. im his girlfriend how could i not see this? how did i not notice that mean girls was his favorite movie, not mine or that pink was his favrite color? i had no clue but how could i be so clueless.
Blasted by a cannon into space, crashing onto an empty planet that no one has ever touched. Seeing people, or these things, that no one has ever seen before.. It’s odd to see these beings, are they peaceful or dangerous?.. it’s hard to say.
A word that reminds me of an old time swear word. Brings me images of an old englishman in the rain without an umbrella, a man in a top hat walking with a cane and a dog. Pure British.
She had never been so drunk before in her life, vomiting on the pavement outside the bar. chunks got in her hair as the bouncer watched detachedly, not even offering an arm of assistance.
“That girl is blasted,” he said snidely to the next couple coming in as he checked their IDs. “Don’t end up like that.”
yesterday i blasted this word. today, i’ll do the same. blasted. drunk? incapable of making a decision? unwilling to take responsibility? but, i ramble. i want to blast my way into the heart and soul of the man i love.
in the time it takes you to come home again i think i will have gone
a text message that says, ‘the boys here always open doors!’ makes it clear i am not where you are
i’m saying things i don’t mean to say, i don’t watch myself
Te music blasted off the speakers and suddenly screaming was the only way to be heard. I knew I would barely have a voice when I got home if I even had one, but that was not what worried me. I had promised Kayla I would listen in on her talking to her ex boyfriend. They were in one of the bedrooms this house provided and I, just outside the door, was unable to hear them at all.
That blasted cat. I can’t believe he keeps trying to tear the door down every day, just to get in the house. I keep yelling at him, but it seems to do no good. BLAST IT ALL! Dustin just put the new Q-loc up a few weeks ago, and Milkshake have scratched and torn all through it.
patrick greene
born on st. patrick’s day
sits next to me at the blood bank
says, ladies first
and listens while the nurse & i speak automatic small talk
it takes so long
he is patient, drinks water, smiles, i could be the one waiting
he does not understand when i say thank so many times
i don’t really either
I;ve been feeling like that, blasted, ever since I came back from Asia. Was it me that went there? is it me that returned? I’ve been blasted to bits and re-put together, I sitll look the same but does that really mean anything?
Out of nowhere, it came rushing into the crowd. A burst of light and the blinding whiteness of heat. Screams were muted. Newly deaf ears bled as the dust from the explosion moved forward like a wave.
he woke some day, and started thinking what he had done to his life… he was alone… and it was all his fault… there was nothing he could do to change it anymore.
fire out of a cannon into the sun. i can’t think right now because im so gone. there must be energy coming from my fingertips, for every letter i strike on this pad flashes like a disco ball.
i train to use the kamehameha but the only thing that comes from my palms is air, like a bender. cannon fire cannon fire ma ma machine.
Michael huffed. He was proud of his latest creation. It would be just a few days before it was made official. It would be like his father’s dream; to blast off a big rocket as big as New York City and travel around the galaxy.
he needed to get out of there. The gorillas were closing in fast. blasted flip flops. what is the name of the idiot who developed these wanna be sandals.
The rocket blasted off into outer space at a speed which put simple human reflexes in a state of undefined stillness. The fumes exhausted spiralled from from the pipes.
BLASTED
Wow
I’m blown away
Never thought I’d see the day
I didn’t have a thing to say
Or write down on this page
But hay
It’s just a word
Not a sentence
Nore a phrase
Not even some well known person’s name
Just a word
BLASTED
She set the detonator swiftly, the pound of c-4 on the wall right next to the door lock. This was her last option, and she hadn’t wanted to use it, but in order to escape, she would have to. Diving down behind a pile of barrels, she crouched down and hit the button, waiting, counting to three as she covered her ears and it blasted.
Blasted. Your body explode in hundred pieces. The alien invasion begun! The starships are blocking the sunlight, as the streets become darker. The only last piece of light are the lasers of the invasion troops. Today, the earth shall die. SORRY FOR THE BAD GRAMMAR THIS IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE :D
i blasted a canon out the window and hit a seagull in the face, oh shit i thought and i nursed it to health, we are now best friends and eat mac n cheese together every night, i named he pedro. that canon was the best invention i ever made, pedro and i oftern blast in at forest creatures now.
She blasted her tears across the canvas. Her pain was the paint that she created with. It was beautiful. It was disasterous. It was tragic. It was breath taking.
He walked in just as she decided to start over. Her original canvas was sitting in the trash can beside her massive bed. He sat on the corner of the bed that was in dissaray and picked up what she claimed as trash.
“That blasted boy! Where has he run off to now?”
Trees rushed past in a streaking blur of colour. His feet slammed down on the ground with tremendous force, propelling him back into the air with every leap. He gulped in forest air with every breath; never had he felt so alive.
blasted means a strong froce like as in someone getting blasted out of a cannon, or a cannon ball getting blasted. Or there are guns that blast bullets.
The shot blasted through the air as I ran through the abandon mine. I skirted to a halt and saw a amazing sight. A ruby! It was great! I sat down and stared at it. Then I took it and ran out. I took it to the local museum the paid my a bundle. With the money in my hand I raced back home.
They blasted the wall down, only to find that there was nothing there..unless of course, you had a vision of things to come. Danny knew what was possible and so she saw splendor.
Blasted is the stupid slang substitute some ppl use to show they anger. Blasted is what America has done to the world. It is a Bombardier’s favourite word.Time’s up! Finish up your last sentence and click the button to submit
my week was blasted with work, something that i got used to over the past months but have recently been the subject of various depressive
blasted- like he blasted me with words he thrrew then at me. Not allowing me to sink in. To get these words of his chest. There was noting i could do or say before he annoced that he was gay. My parents never saw it coming. im his girlfriend how could i not see this? how did i not notice that mean girls was his favorite movie, not mine or that pink was his favrite color? i had no clue but how could i be so clueless.
Blasted by a cannon into space, crashing onto an empty planet that no one has ever touched. Seeing people, or these things, that no one has ever seen before.. It’s odd to see these beings, are they peaceful or dangerous?.. it’s hard to say.
A word that reminds me of an old time swear word. Brings me images of an old englishman in the rain without an umbrella, a man in a top hat walking with a cane and a dog. Pure British.
She had never been so drunk before in her life, vomiting on the pavement outside the bar. chunks got in her hair as the bouncer watched detachedly, not even offering an arm of assistance.
“That girl is blasted,” he said snidely to the next couple coming in as he checked their IDs. “Don’t end up like that.”
Today is my wedding anniversary, I have to decide what i’m going to do today.
Blast off. You ready for the hips, honey? Cause she’s a five when she drinks, but she’s a ten when she’s on top of me.
yesterday i blasted this word. today, i’ll do the same. blasted. drunk? incapable of making a decision? unwilling to take responsibility? but, i ramble. i want to blast my way into the heart and soul of the man i love.
hehe, funny word. i remember the virus a few years ago. sasser blaster. it used to infect computers through a rpc vulnerability in windows xp.
in the time it takes you to come home again i think i will have gone
a text message that says, ‘the boys here always open doors!’ makes it clear i am not where you are
i’m saying things i don’t mean to say, i don’t watch myself
Te music blasted off the speakers and suddenly screaming was the only way to be heard. I knew I would barely have a voice when I got home if I even had one, but that was not what worried me. I had promised Kayla I would listen in on her talking to her ex boyfriend. They were in one of the bedrooms this house provided and I, just outside the door, was unable to hear them at all.
That blasted cat. I can’t believe he keeps trying to tear the door down every day, just to get in the house. I keep yelling at him, but it seems to do no good. BLAST IT ALL! Dustin just put the new Q-loc up a few weeks ago, and Milkshake have scratched and torn all through it.
patrick greene
born on st. patrick’s day
sits next to me at the blood bank
says, ladies first
and listens while the nurse & i speak automatic small talk
it takes so long
he is patient, drinks water, smiles, i could be the one waiting
he does not understand when i say thank so many times
i don’t really either
I;ve been feeling like that, blasted, ever since I came back from Asia. Was it me that went there? is it me that returned? I’ve been blasted to bits and re-put together, I sitll look the same but does that really mean anything?
Out of nowhere, it came rushing into the crowd. A burst of light and the blinding whiteness of heat. Screams were muted. Newly deaf ears bled as the dust from the explosion moved forward like a wave.
Like power from a saturn V
I’m blasted
Golfing on the moon
that’s classic
Rover races and double front flips
Smile plastered on my face
like plastic
he woke some day, and started thinking what he had done to his life… he was alone… and it was all his fault… there was nothing he could do to change it anymore.
fire out of a cannon into the sun. i can’t think right now because im so gone. there must be energy coming from my fingertips, for every letter i strike on this pad flashes like a disco ball.
i train to use the kamehameha but the only thing that comes from my palms is air, like a bender. cannon fire cannon fire ma ma machine.
I drank all the rocket fuel,
said the bunny to the hen.
See you in the moon, I guess!
See you up above Scranton!
Michael huffed. He was proud of his latest creation. It would be just a few days before it was made official. It would be like his father’s dream; to blast off a big rocket as big as New York City and travel around the galaxy.
the door blasted open from the outside. the sudden burst of light blinded everyone.
the question was now, were they saved?
he needed to get out of there. The gorillas were closing in fast. blasted flip flops. what is the name of the idiot who developed these wanna be sandals.
blue blistering barnacles
out of the atmosphere
out of the sea
bomb
out of the mind
The rocket blasted off into outer space at a speed which put simple human reflexes in a state of undefined stillness. The fumes exhausted spiralled from from the pipes.
As they blasted into space their hair whipped back their cheeks flapped against their face and their backs thrust straight on the seats.
what’s that?
omg, time’s running out and the dictionary is not buffering.
BLASTED
Wow
I’m blown away
Never thought I’d see the day
I didn’t have a thing to say
Or write down on this page
But hay
It’s just a word
Not a sentence
Nore a phrase
Not even some well known person’s name
Just a word
BLASTED
My car out of control, it hit the wall…SMASH, only to learn that the driver wales out of his car unharmed and he was totally blasted.
Engagement
I blasted out of french class and blasted into the most exciting period of the day. Art then math. Booyeah!!!!
She set the detonator swiftly, the pound of c-4 on the wall right next to the door lock. This was her last option, and she hadn’t wanted to use it, but in order to escape, she would have to. Diving down behind a pile of barrels, she crouched down and hit the button, waiting, counting to three as she covered her ears and it blasted.
Blasted. Your body explode in hundred pieces. The alien invasion begun! The starships are blocking the sunlight, as the streets become darker. The only last piece of light are the lasers of the invasion troops. Today, the earth shall die. SORRY FOR THE BAD GRAMMAR THIS IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE :D
i blasted a canon out the window and hit a seagull in the face, oh shit i thought and i nursed it to health, we are now best friends and eat mac n cheese together every night, i named he pedro. that canon was the best invention i ever made, pedro and i oftern blast in at forest creatures now.
She blasted her tears across the canvas. Her pain was the paint that she created with. It was beautiful. It was disasterous. It was tragic. It was breath taking.
He walked in just as she decided to start over. Her original canvas was sitting in the trash can beside her massive bed. He sat on the corner of the bed that was in dissaray and picked up what she claimed as trash.
let me kiss you
let me kiss you
outerspace
kiss me without me realising that you’re
Gonna
kiss
kiss
kiss