He picked up the brick and tossed it thoughtfully in his hand. Then he threw it. Trees leaned aside to avoid being hit. Birds changed their migration. Well, it wasn’t an ordinary brick.
She’d watched it slowly work iteslf out of the wall for years, without giving it much thought. Occasionally she’d picked at its edges, just to see if it was loose. Hoping for her very own Boo Radley” Moment, where she’d remove th
my house red white binding hard most houses are made of this strong abundant white grey different colors classy strength clean tidy elegant pretty safe home
brickernm
I am on another level of love today.
The echos resonate through my memory of time.
I am both space and time.
The brick wall had faded.
one. two. three. he paused to wipe the sweat from his brow. four. five. six. his muscles screamed at him to stop. seven. eight. nine. he couldn’t. he was building his tomb, brick by brick. he was a monster, he needed such security to protect himself from the others. they would come for him soon. ten. eleven. twelve.
She’s a brick house. Her parents were made of straw and sticks, and they fell apart at an early age. That’s how she was raised – she was not allowed to fall apart. Slowly pieces started breaking off but she was still sheltered inside. Looked down upon, another chunk fell off.
she’s a brickk…house. permanent structuree. house made of bricks was the only thing that lasted in the three little pigs. Brick… when you miss the basket in basketball all together.
It was a normal brick, nothing special about it; But to Gilbert, it was a brick that could help. Well, it wouldn’t help his broken heart, but it would help with the anger. Maybe. So he picked it up and chucked it at Roderich’s front-room window before getting back in his car and driving away.
Raegan
i already did this one xD lol so I’m not gonna do it again…i like pie though…and cake, even though it’s a lie.
Katy
The bricks never seemed to end. When he agreed to help his son rebuild the wall, he had no idea he also planned to lengthen by half! “my back isn’t 25 any more” he thought. “This is going to kill me!”
will
a brick was being pulled out of the wall of the house, what is this? How could it just come
alex
i like bricks. they’re big and red and hard, i throw them at people a lot…that’s all i can think of… fail xD
Katy
A brick is a square-shaped building material artificially made from stone and some other stuff. Bricks are a popular building material because their square-shape makes them easy to stack. Bricks may be used in building everything from furnaces and small homes, to tall hi-rise buildings.
jkn
This is one thing I get knocked around.
There’s no point running. I just fall where I may, and sit where I’m always sitting”
This is me your friendly neighborhood brick.
Now I must leave, because the show must go on.
-brick
Joshua
ther eis a brick in the wall, but the brick is purple. it would hurt to get hit in the face with. but it holds the wall together so im not too woried about it. what if someone paints over the brick though,m and the brick is no longer purple. wouldnt that make the brick sad? that someone changed who he is without his consent. poor little purple brick of mine. stuck in the wall.
Duncan
hard and painful. this is not something gentle. can build a house, wall or even kill a person. they are heavy and come in all shapes and sizes but mostly square.
Eva Brandt
Heat emanating from the south-facing wall of a tenement apartment makes the scene feel even more desolate than the ragged weeds and torn fencing would normally indicate.
Melissa
One day there was a house made of bricks
“It oughta be made outta sticks”
Said the wolf with a huff
And then with a puff
He never was one for tricks
steven manchini
The sun sweltering high in the sky above him, it was midday now. Wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand, he gingerly placed a brick, pressing it firmly into the mortar.
A brick is a hard black of concrete , or whatever stone-like material . It’s used for building , mostly , like buildings and houses . But a brick seems to mean more than that , also . To people , and sometimes myself , it means toughness . It represents something or someone who has stuck through it all ; the pain , the hardships . Everything .
Divine
brick brick brick. too hard to write about, really. It absorbs heat in the winter time. A summer rock ready to construct a home. It’s thrown in movies to hit the villain hard in the face. brickity brick.
Gabbie
Bricks are Bricks. Thats all i have to say!
Celina
I am on another level of love today.
The echos resonate through my memory of time.
I am both space and time.
The brick wall had faded.
There was a brick house that started falling apart. no one knew how or why it had started but it just was. It was Mary’s hone and now it was in ruins. What could she do? Brick by brick , stone by stone the house started to fade away into a distant memory.
Vanesa
i once found a brick and i decided that i wanted to become a brick maker. i spend years and years studying brickology and eventually got my major in bricking. but all that ended the day i found out about cement.
Scott Grilliot
red, rectangle, used on houses and buildings, starts with the letter b, can be colors other than red also, most beautiful when proportioned perfectly, rhymes with wick
bailey garner
building blocks of the starts of lives. houses, careers, businesses start with a brick. equivalent to the atom. you are my brick and i need lots like you to lean on.
kira
Bricks are what make the university as bold as it looks. Almost every building is made of them and I don’t know what I miss more; The look of the School, or the freedom it brings. Please, Bring me back to bricks quickly.
I was standing infront of this big, tall, large wall. Impossible to climb or walk around, but then, I noticed a brick that was loose…a start.
JM Berge
wall waterfall you think you got it all but you dont and i do so boom with that attitude. peace punch captain crunch i got something you cant touch bang bang chuchuu train wind me up all do my thang
ashley
What a brick. Built like a brick shithouse. Brick by brick. Like banging my head against a brick wall. Rubble from the earthquakes. Glad we took the chimney down before September. We’re in good shape.
Valerahaha
the brick across the street reads banana. Each time I pass I feel a strange sense of connection with it. I want to take a photo each time I see it, yet its been over a year and I just havn’t, I just don’t. I don’t know why. I want to I just don’t do it.
Aimee
if the worl was shaped like a brick would we all be the same? I think so. Like we could tell the truth diffent with the world having chips on all corners.
the brick house
sitting on the corner
I always wanted to see the inside
walking pass every day
looks so warm and cozy
nothing crumbling
all so pretty
perfectly lined
one day i will knock
and peep inside
BiggAssets
Heard this movie would be good. Got Gordon-Levitt in it and it’s supposed to be some nice postmodern detective thriller kind of thing. I keep getting it confused with Cache for some reason even though I’ve seen neither. But yeah I’m sure it’s fine. JGL can’t go wrong.
Herm
The song “Brick” by Ben Folds Five is pretty sad. It’s about a girl getting an abortion and keeping it a secret from the boyfriend’s perspective. The last few lines are “She broke down, and I broke down, cause I was tired of lying”. What a huge thing to have to hide from your family. That song has made me cry before. Anyone heard it? I think I kind of flock to sad, depressing songs sometimes. Eh, thats me.
bricks make me happy, bricks are red just like blood, sweet blood. bricks are used to make houses but I eat them. because they taste like blood. and blood taste like bricks. bricks are happy when I eat em.bricks are hard, but they have a good heart, oh yes they do. once I dated a brick but he broke up with me.because i was too “soft” and since that day I started eating bricks.
He picked up the brick and tossed it thoughtfully in his hand. Then he threw it. Trees leaned aside to avoid being hit. Birds changed their migration. Well, it wasn’t an ordinary brick.
She’d watched it slowly work iteslf out of the wall for years, without giving it much thought. Occasionally she’d picked at its edges, just to see if it was loose. Hoping for her very own Boo Radley” Moment, where she’d remove th
my house red white binding hard most houses are made of this strong abundant white grey different colors classy strength clean tidy elegant pretty safe home
I am on another level of love today.
The echos resonate through my memory of time.
I am both space and time.
The brick wall had faded.
one. two. three. he paused to wipe the sweat from his brow. four. five. six. his muscles screamed at him to stop. seven. eight. nine. he couldn’t. he was building his tomb, brick by brick. he was a monster, he needed such security to protect himself from the others. they would come for him soon. ten. eleven. twelve.
She’s a brick house. Her parents were made of straw and sticks, and they fell apart at an early age. That’s how she was raised – she was not allowed to fall apart. Slowly pieces started breaking off but she was still sheltered inside. Looked down upon, another chunk fell off.
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she’s a brickk…house. permanent structuree. house made of bricks was the only thing that lasted in the three little pigs. Brick… when you miss the basket in basketball all together.
It was a normal brick, nothing special about it; But to Gilbert, it was a brick that could help. Well, it wouldn’t help his broken heart, but it would help with the anger. Maybe. So he picked it up and chucked it at Roderich’s front-room window before getting back in his car and driving away.
i already did this one xD lol so I’m not gonna do it again…i like pie though…and cake, even though it’s a lie.
The bricks never seemed to end. When he agreed to help his son rebuild the wall, he had no idea he also planned to lengthen by half! “my back isn’t 25 any more” he thought. “This is going to kill me!”
a brick was being pulled out of the wall of the house, what is this? How could it just come
i like bricks. they’re big and red and hard, i throw them at people a lot…that’s all i can think of… fail xD
A brick is a square-shaped building material artificially made from stone and some other stuff. Bricks are a popular building material because their square-shape makes them easy to stack. Bricks may be used in building everything from furnaces and small homes, to tall hi-rise buildings.
This is one thing I get knocked around.
There’s no point running. I just fall where I may, and sit where I’m always sitting”
This is me your friendly neighborhood brick.
Now I must leave, because the show must go on.
-brick
ther eis a brick in the wall, but the brick is purple. it would hurt to get hit in the face with. but it holds the wall together so im not too woried about it. what if someone paints over the brick though,m and the brick is no longer purple. wouldnt that make the brick sad? that someone changed who he is without his consent. poor little purple brick of mine. stuck in the wall.
hard and painful. this is not something gentle. can build a house, wall or even kill a person. they are heavy and come in all shapes and sizes but mostly square.
Heat emanating from the south-facing wall of a tenement apartment makes the scene feel even more desolate than the ragged weeds and torn fencing would normally indicate.
One day there was a house made of bricks
“It oughta be made outta sticks”
Said the wolf with a huff
And then with a puff
He never was one for tricks
The sun sweltering high in the sky above him, it was midday now. Wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand, he gingerly placed a brick, pressing it firmly into the mortar.
Brick by brick, we build a city:
A safe haven meant to last.
Where we are free and feel protected,
A place we can hide from our past.
Don’t you worry now. I am here.
Just stay here in my arms.
Open your heart and you will know,
That I’m your brick wall from harm.
A brick is a hard black of concrete , or whatever stone-like material . It’s used for building , mostly , like buildings and houses . But a brick seems to mean more than that , also . To people , and sometimes myself , it means toughness . It represents something or someone who has stuck through it all ; the pain , the hardships . Everything .
brick brick brick. too hard to write about, really. It absorbs heat in the winter time. A summer rock ready to construct a home. It’s thrown in movies to hit the villain hard in the face. brickity brick.
Bricks are Bricks. Thats all i have to say!
I am on another level of love today.
The echos resonate through my memory of time.
I am both space and time.
The brick wall had faded.
There was a brick house that started falling apart. no one knew how or why it had started but it just was. It was Mary’s hone and now it was in ruins. What could she do? Brick by brick , stone by stone the house started to fade away into a distant memory.
i once found a brick and i decided that i wanted to become a brick maker. i spend years and years studying brickology and eventually got my major in bricking. but all that ended the day i found out about cement.
red, rectangle, used on houses and buildings, starts with the letter b, can be colors other than red also, most beautiful when proportioned perfectly, rhymes with wick
building blocks of the starts of lives. houses, careers, businesses start with a brick. equivalent to the atom. you are my brick and i need lots like you to lean on.
Bricks are what make the university as bold as it looks. Almost every building is made of them and I don’t know what I miss more; The look of the School, or the freedom it brings. Please, Bring me back to bricks quickly.
I was standing infront of this big, tall, large wall. Impossible to climb or walk around, but then, I noticed a brick that was loose…a start.
wall waterfall you think you got it all but you dont and i do so boom with that attitude. peace punch captain crunch i got something you cant touch bang bang chuchuu train wind me up all do my thang
What a brick. Built like a brick shithouse. Brick by brick. Like banging my head against a brick wall. Rubble from the earthquakes. Glad we took the chimney down before September. We’re in good shape.
the brick across the street reads banana. Each time I pass I feel a strange sense of connection with it. I want to take a photo each time I see it, yet its been over a year and I just havn’t, I just don’t. I don’t know why. I want to I just don’t do it.
if the worl was shaped like a brick would we all be the same? I think so. Like we could tell the truth diffent with the world having chips on all corners.
red, rough, houses, cement, hard, tough, grit, injury, wall, yellow brick road, follow,
the brick house
sitting on the corner
I always wanted to see the inside
walking pass every day
looks so warm and cozy
nothing crumbling
all so pretty
perfectly lined
one day i will knock
and peep inside
Heard this movie would be good. Got Gordon-Levitt in it and it’s supposed to be some nice postmodern detective thriller kind of thing. I keep getting it confused with Cache for some reason even though I’ve seen neither. But yeah I’m sure it’s fine. JGL can’t go wrong.
The song “Brick” by Ben Folds Five is pretty sad. It’s about a girl getting an abortion and keeping it a secret from the boyfriend’s perspective. The last few lines are “She broke down, and I broke down, cause I was tired of lying”. What a huge thing to have to hide from your family. That song has made me cry before. Anyone heard it? I think I kind of flock to sad, depressing songs sometimes. Eh, thats me.
bricks make me happy, bricks are red just like blood, sweet blood. bricks are used to make houses but I eat them. because they taste like blood. and blood taste like bricks. bricks are happy when I eat em.bricks are hard, but they have a good heart, oh yes they do. once I dated a brick but he broke up with me.because i was too “soft” and since that day I started eating bricks.