BOOM! CRASH! BAM! duh? When something is falling? rather it be a building or your heart. rather it be someone flying a plane into a building.. or someone creating it in your heart. it’s all a matter of the kind =]
If You’ve come to me right, I would have done this to suffice. support you, fight for you and for every good thing. You could have make nice, and play this all right but you’ve f’d with me and put me through your hell, not only me but the innocent who believed your lies and the ones you call baby. Its so evident I tried to make amends for the times I messed up and now you found this side of me you like to call the jackal. its only afterward that you’ve seen now you looked find me and the destabilization of your whole region.
This place deserves more than destruction. It may only be one tiny place, a spec in space, yet it is agonizingly and flawlessly beautiful. Our planet, our earth, our flesh and blood home. Which part of it are you harming, and how long will it take for you to realize, our home deserves more than destruction.
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someone
She couldn’t stand his smile. It was grotesque. It said that he had had too much to drink that night. She didn’t want to take his arm.
bc
I am the only one who controls my path. That path I am going down has no light at the end. No happiness. I live in a world of destruction. The only way to survive is to cause more damage, and further feed into the madness.
war. heartbreak. chaos. ruins. pain. pain. pain. entropy. enthapy. endings. new beginnings. civilizations. oppressed people. loss. loss of control.
Andrea
He had never wanted for this destruction to happen. Never wanted this innocent land to be burnt to ashes in the wind, nor for the people to be expired before they were meant.
All he had wanted was the destruction and devastation of those who had deserved the end the others had met.
Tired. I am so tired that the destruction of my health seems imminent. Tired. The destruction of my mindset seems prevalent among all that ails me. Tired. I collapse onto the ground in a fit of exhaustion. Tried. I tried to stop the destruction, but it was too late.
the world burning down. everything going to hell. ending in misery. this city is burning. just what i needed. to start over. what do you say after a mass destruction? kurt v fans im looking at you!
Alex Wilde looked on as the monster carved it’s terrible path of destruction. She knew it was evil, but she had to end those godforsaken kids next door once and for all. All their meddling in her business was bound to get them in trouble eventually…
Robin
Let’s make a band
of grand destruction
with trumpets grand
that spew seduction
and drums that pound
the loud battle cry
and with this sound
let fury fly
We all create destruction in our daily lives. The foods we eat, the things we do or say, all leads to our own self destruction. You look for ways to change what you do but in the end you still face your own destruction.
The town was nothing but rubble now. Pieces of wood, concrete, metal, and all other materials all throughout the streets. Where could this piece have come from? That building, or that one. The destruction was heartbreaking, and I was devastated that my city was ruined. But the worst part was that I was completely alone.
rebuilding, starting something new. we have torn apart our kitchen and soon we will be rebuilding it into something new and better. i think destruction is wonderful and looking so forward to reconstruction. destruction does not have to be bad.
if we break everything down
break it apart
tear it open
tear your heart
is called destruction
if we repair it again
if we make it better
we put together
the things we severed…?
The end of everything. The end of this horrible path and the beginning of a bright new future, a place where the boy gets the girl and the boss wants you. Once this part is destroyed, only the good bits will remain for us to enjoy, somewhere waiting here is the moment we have been waiting for all this time. This is it.
Liz
You led me to my destruction. I am now having to rebuild myself. I wish I had not crumbled so easily. I let you win.
Life is destruction. You build up all of your life, hoping to be something big, something great. Along the way, you get torn down, you get ripped apart, you get cut in half. Nothing matters. All that matters in the end is if you were happy or not. Either way, you are destructed in the end. Be happy.
Destruction isn’t always obvious. It’s not always chaotic- fire, terror, ruin. Sometimes it is much more sinister and dark. You can’t always see it happen. It may start very small- at the base of your family, your future, or your life. When you finally notice, it might be too late. Don’t let yourself be overrun by the gray decay that is destruction. Change it.
It’s been destroyed. Not only his heart, but mine as well. I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want it to have to end. The tears are constantly surrounding my eyes, desperately fighting to escape and flow down my cheeks. And when I look back at the destruction ive caused, usually thu do.
mary
It was odd to think that such strong, tall walls – walls that had held countless memories of my childhood – could come down so easily. But they did. I stood helplessly and watched the stones hit the ground.
Em
Destruction. War. Peace. Love. Happiness. The topics that will always conflict with one another. Why? Opposites are just the death of us. But they end up making the world go round anyway.
Sometimes I made myself go down the path of destruction. But yet, he was always there to pick me back up and save me. He was my hope in this world. He knew when I needed him, even if I didn’t know I needed him myself. But somehow, he was always there, whether I asked him to be or not. The amount I depended on him for my happiness was astonishing, but yet he could handle that burden, and I appreciated it.
The destruction around her was oddly beautiful and her steely blue eyes were glued to it. They traced over the burning buildings and broken glass that sparkled in the fire looking for any hint of ugliness but found none.
Meghan
Destruction. Fire burning. Trees falling, collapsing. Flames licking the sides of the barn. I must burn. The fire inside me is raging, pulling me. The glory it feels to set things afire – to see things crumble, to see things be eaten up by what I think is one of the most powerful thing on earth – fire.
destruction reminds me of skyscrapers being torn down, leaving only dirt and dust and debris. destruction is also like destroying someones hopes and dreams, leaving them with no answers. they just want to be that skyscraper that will be built up again from the ground, and not destroyed any longer
Emily
i dont know anything about this dumb word, i want a better word but this site sucks so much fat balls that it wont give me a new words, give a blow job to a knife website ! curse you, give me a new word
Sione
The world. Chaos. Soon the only thing left will be destruction. Mayhem. Death. Carnage. Destruction. It’s inevitable. Aren’t the signs strong enough? Natural disasters at a peak. Unexplained tragic losses around the world. Destruction is already here.
sami
“Come on, read it out loud!” Alice begged her friend; fortune cookies are the best bit of a Chinese dinner.
“Alright, alright. It says…’With the setting sun comes destruction’.”
Alice felt the blood drain from her face.
“Well, that’s a little ominous…”
breaking stuff, war zone, chaos, mess everywhere, fire, burning, people dieing, misery, sorry, miserable ka
Sione
The children looked at the sidewalk, the cracks in it. “We could have fun here”, one said. They began to pick at the cracks, nails scratching, fingers bleeding. They stayed there until they felt they had finished their destruction, smiling at the flower they made in the sidewalk.
Brit
The power of destruction is something that many crave, unknowing of the negative impacts of such a thing. One such man who blindly sought out what he though would be the solution mas King Morad, lord of the southern deserts. The same man who declared himself a god.
your shy, sheepish smile impressed me.
you looming over me in a dark crowd,
jokes but serious annoyance: too many people
too much pressure.
the strangers made you and me.
it was destruction, right?
that pressing us together made
no pearl, no diamond.
you smiled, opaque.
i charcoal, smudging to amuse myself.
teevee
Outright destruction, is it too late to give a fuck? Don’t stress it, don’t push it along. Just let it roll over you. Consumption.
BOOM! CRASH! BAM! duh? When something is falling? rather it be a building or your heart. rather it be someone flying a plane into a building.. or someone creating it in your heart. it’s all a matter of the kind =]
If You’ve come to me right, I would have done this to suffice. support you, fight for you and for every good thing. You could have make nice, and play this all right but you’ve f’d with me and put me through your hell, not only me but the innocent who believed your lies and the ones you call baby. Its so evident I tried to make amends for the times I messed up and now you found this side of me you like to call the jackal. its only afterward that you’ve seen now you looked find me and the destabilization of your whole region.
This place deserves more than destruction. It may only be one tiny place, a spec in space, yet it is agonizingly and flawlessly beautiful. Our planet, our earth, our flesh and blood home. Which part of it are you harming, and how long will it take for you to realize, our home deserves more than destruction.
bombs huge wjfnlwrgohglnljegn dfnerjn,s dvkasdgnksd vksad vlsj; as gka fvk dsvk ag bsj jd vjas vhfs vas uhd hi di hd ihbfviabs idjbx ihdf daif kidf iad ihbf bdkfj nkdjfb dkf kjadfn kbkib kadb iabi jn kf nown ownv weviwh egf vaergb dfy jhgfadsc dvfsyfk jhgrefdrsyj hj hgf cas dsgdhj yul i7yu rhgfv dgsfdhm t,ui tueqr wdcd vfbnh tjuyrhgt fd cv dghfjk,li. tkuyj gf dcxg fnhjm yjut ehygtqs ryjijutr w a v grthj r6 etyrhgf qWS X AEF ET E ASF RY U6R8 I UHY GTREFCW W GTRH E xkJVnkjdfnb d adfk adfkjg kad ghkjdf kdf gkdf gkad fgk kadfg knadf gknadf gka fgk afgk aerkgak cdt vghnjk nhuctf dbgy nuiu vyctrx ctfbhuinju vyrxtfgybhu nugytfdrx ervybni hougvcr dfu gy cxre vuin ugyc rtvbni hugytrx ctvybuinu givytfdrcv binpomnoity rectyhu njiu gcrd vij kmijhvcr dcvyhuijk mihg cxredtfcvbuino n bvtf xcr67 uhij nbtfx6 rcviyu ijniho gv ctexdrtfvbuh bvcdt xdrytf bhu gfvcr dctv buiji hufexwqazst bynhj k,l,ljihgu t ds xdtr yunj bvy s se rxdfgb uh mok inh tfc s xcv ginj on bgtdf sx ctf vgbu nh oi hbgvy ctfd c gvbyu hnoim knib dxzsdrx cth gbhu njo ijon fct dxxde trcf vyg iunj i ghfctx xd xr ctf gvy bhin hgvytfrdx ec fgyu bhinjo ibhu gtf6rd xe5 ctfgy bhij nhu gyfvct rdesxr d5f6tgy h8u btf6r dxse xtrf6 tvgbyu hnjiojnbh gytfc dxee4sx f6gtb hnij i8h gycfdr swe4 drxftgy bhiu jnihyu tfcrdes de rctvgyuh nijk hyut rd eex tfy ghui njmko njbhu vtdr xr cfvy bin jmo injnhu ftr zaqds rtfyg uijom okp imonjh buvyctfdx dctf vyub noi kmllo pkjihyug tcftrd er dfvyg bui nmkop moijhyu ctfdrx dtfy ubijo kpom ijou vytcrx r5e xcvubg hijonm pio jbyu vtdrxd ytguv biuonj mkpo mjuhby ctrd ex ctygvu bihoimionbhucy drx ersrx cgvhbj knjm kpoimnb uvgtyf ctxdxer cy vbjhin jmko kpoimn iuyt rctded xcyt bn mio imo nuhbtvuc dxr x
She couldn’t stand his smile. It was grotesque. It said that he had had too much to drink that night. She didn’t want to take his arm.
I am the only one who controls my path. That path I am going down has no light at the end. No happiness. I live in a world of destruction. The only way to survive is to cause more damage, and further feed into the madness.
war. heartbreak. chaos. ruins. pain. pain. pain. entropy. enthapy. endings. new beginnings. civilizations. oppressed people. loss. loss of control.
He had never wanted for this destruction to happen. Never wanted this innocent land to be burnt to ashes in the wind, nor for the people to be expired before they were meant.
All he had wanted was the destruction and devastation of those who had deserved the end the others had met.
Tired. I am so tired that the destruction of my health seems imminent. Tired. The destruction of my mindset seems prevalent among all that ails me. Tired. I collapse onto the ground in a fit of exhaustion. Tried. I tried to stop the destruction, but it was too late.
the world burning down. everything going to hell. ending in misery. this city is burning. just what i needed. to start over. what do you say after a mass destruction? kurt v fans im looking at you!
Alex Wilde looked on as the monster carved it’s terrible path of destruction. She knew it was evil, but she had to end those godforsaken kids next door once and for all. All their meddling in her business was bound to get them in trouble eventually…
Let’s make a band
of grand destruction
with trumpets grand
that spew seduction
and drums that pound
the loud battle cry
and with this sound
let fury fly
We all create destruction in our daily lives. The foods we eat, the things we do or say, all leads to our own self destruction. You look for ways to change what you do but in the end you still face your own destruction.
The town was nothing but rubble now. Pieces of wood, concrete, metal, and all other materials all throughout the streets. Where could this piece have come from? That building, or that one. The destruction was heartbreaking, and I was devastated that my city was ruined. But the worst part was that I was completely alone.
rebuilding, starting something new. we have torn apart our kitchen and soon we will be rebuilding it into something new and better. i think destruction is wonderful and looking so forward to reconstruction. destruction does not have to be bad.
if we break everything down
break it apart
tear it open
tear your heart
is called destruction
if we repair it again
if we make it better
we put together
the things we severed…?
the more i do this
certain trick
the more i am certain
i am destroying my brain cells.
allowing them to attach to
these traitorous thoughts.
it’s like the classic
sawing-act, alongside
a brilliant reappearance.
this destruction, however,
is so sweet.
The end of everything. The end of this horrible path and the beginning of a bright new future, a place where the boy gets the girl and the boss wants you. Once this part is destroyed, only the good bits will remain for us to enjoy, somewhere waiting here is the moment we have been waiting for all this time. This is it.
You led me to my destruction. I am now having to rebuild myself. I wish I had not crumbled so easily. I let you win.
through the pain and destruction, you are still there, holding me tight…
you and I.
Life is destruction. You build up all of your life, hoping to be something big, something great. Along the way, you get torn down, you get ripped apart, you get cut in half. Nothing matters. All that matters in the end is if you were happy or not. Either way, you are destructed in the end. Be happy.
Destruction isn’t always obvious. It’s not always chaotic- fire, terror, ruin. Sometimes it is much more sinister and dark. You can’t always see it happen. It may start very small- at the base of your family, your future, or your life. When you finally notice, it might be too late. Don’t let yourself be overrun by the gray decay that is destruction. Change it.
oh you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
It’s been destroyed. Not only his heart, but mine as well. I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want it to have to end. The tears are constantly surrounding my eyes, desperately fighting to escape and flow down my cheeks. And when I look back at the destruction ive caused, usually thu do.
It was odd to think that such strong, tall walls – walls that had held countless memories of my childhood – could come down so easily. But they did. I stood helplessly and watched the stones hit the ground.
Destruction. War. Peace. Love. Happiness. The topics that will always conflict with one another. Why? Opposites are just the death of us. But they end up making the world go round anyway.
Sometimes I made myself go down the path of destruction. But yet, he was always there to pick me back up and save me. He was my hope in this world. He knew when I needed him, even if I didn’t know I needed him myself. But somehow, he was always there, whether I asked him to be or not. The amount I depended on him for my happiness was astonishing, but yet he could handle that burden, and I appreciated it.
The destruction around her was oddly beautiful and her steely blue eyes were glued to it. They traced over the burning buildings and broken glass that sparkled in the fire looking for any hint of ugliness but found none.
Destruction. Fire burning. Trees falling, collapsing. Flames licking the sides of the barn. I must burn. The fire inside me is raging, pulling me. The glory it feels to set things afire – to see things crumble, to see things be eaten up by what I think is one of the most powerful thing on earth – fire.
Dear East Coast,
It’s time for destruction, my little friends.
Love,
Irene
destruction reminds me of skyscrapers being torn down, leaving only dirt and dust and debris. destruction is also like destroying someones hopes and dreams, leaving them with no answers. they just want to be that skyscraper that will be built up again from the ground, and not destroyed any longer
i dont know anything about this dumb word, i want a better word but this site sucks so much fat balls that it wont give me a new words, give a blow job to a knife website ! curse you, give me a new word
The world. Chaos. Soon the only thing left will be destruction. Mayhem. Death. Carnage. Destruction. It’s inevitable. Aren’t the signs strong enough? Natural disasters at a peak. Unexplained tragic losses around the world. Destruction is already here.
“Come on, read it out loud!” Alice begged her friend; fortune cookies are the best bit of a Chinese dinner.
“Alright, alright. It says…’With the setting sun comes destruction’.”
Alice felt the blood drain from her face.
“Well, that’s a little ominous…”
breaking stuff, war zone, chaos, mess everywhere, fire, burning, people dieing, misery, sorry, miserable ka
The children looked at the sidewalk, the cracks in it. “We could have fun here”, one said. They began to pick at the cracks, nails scratching, fingers bleeding. They stayed there until they felt they had finished their destruction, smiling at the flower they made in the sidewalk.
The power of destruction is something that many crave, unknowing of the negative impacts of such a thing. One such man who blindly sought out what he though would be the solution mas King Morad, lord of the southern deserts. The same man who declared himself a god.
your shy, sheepish smile impressed me.
you looming over me in a dark crowd,
jokes but serious annoyance: too many people
too much pressure.
the strangers made you and me.
it was destruction, right?
that pressing us together made
no pearl, no diamond.
you smiled, opaque.
i charcoal, smudging to amuse myself.
Outright destruction, is it too late to give a fuck? Don’t stress it, don’t push it along. Just let it roll over you. Consumption.