Light it up
Let it burn
Show that man how it hurts
Douse his life in gasoline
Start a fire he can’t control
Leave him amid the acrid smoke
Watch it burn
Let him know
Just how far a hurt girl will go.
Gas prices are ridiculously high, almost all of my paycheck goes to putting gas in my car. Gas is also explosive and has a distinctive smell to it that some people enjoy and others hate. Gas is a huge controversy and is heard in the new almost every other day. Cars use gas to run, as well as other automobiles.
grantcrawford0@yahoo.com
I love the smell of gasoline. It smells so good, yet it’s so deadly. And high. It causes my parents to be low on money every time they go to the gas station. It’s apparently because the oil is made in Iraq.
Laura
gasoline guzzling through the tube
have you thought about the lives
lost
for the liquid that makes your car run
screaming children
raped women
bodies of men lying on the ground
all for that easy flow
of go
Elizabeth Samson
struck with matches to burst new found flame
the taste of your lips burns like gasoline
we are destruction and violence wrapped
in something softer and more delicate
than I thought one could find in this place
brutal elegance
the world will fall to this monster of the industrial age, and realiizing it has done so, will rise again, united, to conquer all the evils it has tolerated in recent generations
jason larsen
Somthing I dont buy because i dont have a car. Expensive, smells good though. Is it weird to like to smell? Since I was a kid i would love to pull up to the gas station and smell the gasoline. You think they would have given something that is bad to inspire, a bad smell.
Sarah
gasoline is a fuel commonly used for cars, it’s term is actually common in the united states. In Australia, it’s referred to as petrol, simply because gasoline implies it’s in the state of gas, which petrol or fuel for a car in such a sense is a liquid… confusing no?
Ge-Off
viel zu teuer, ein lottospiel, oder eher wohl ein glücksspiel, total schrecklich, man sollte eine demonstrattion die zur revolution wird starten, würde auch mal wieder die demokratie stärken, die viel zu schwach ist, wir müssen stark sein wie vor 100 Jahren, oder 50. Heute nimmt niemand die Demoktraie keiner mehr ernst, wir verachten unesre rechte, übergehen sie einfach, SCHÄTZEN SIE NICHT MEHR. Wir brauchen eine Revolution, um wieder zur Einigkeiten zu kommen, um unseren Staat selber zu führen, zu erkennen, dass wir diejenigen sind, die an allem Schuld sind und es verbessern könnten!
Christin
Gasoline is what’s keeping us going right now, but soon enough, it’s going to be holding us back. We need to think of our future.
Julia
I had a gasoline truck that my mom bought me a few days ago. When I say gasoline truck I mean to say that to poops gasoline. So in essence people come from miles across the USA to get behind my truck that poos gasoline. I don’t know what to think of it.
austin
You’re like gasoline when I’m fire
You light me up and turn me on
You excite me
And then you get dangerous, and I just burn
And as the fire is put out, in the end, nothing is left
You’re gone and I’m left alone
this again? i’m tired of gasoline. i really don’t know how i feel about it. But until somebody finds another energy source, we are stuck with it. So lets focus on somthing else.
our source of fuel. smelly. pungent. i like it. or on secondthough i don’t know how i feel about it. it’s important, but what about the enviroment? i guess for n
Hi
The fuel spilled around my feet as I looked at the fire burning ever closer. The cigarette, with hindsight, I can see was a mistake.
It was as the flames reached my ankles and I heard the distant noise of children crying that I realised….
we got out of the car soaking wet just to find out we ran out of gasoline!we were completely drenched and pissed off…but instead we ran under a tree and looked around us…evreything was amazingly bright and blooming! we kissed and waited for the rain to stop.
I was at the petrol station, filling up. The nossle slipped out of my hand and onto the floor, petrol spilling everywhere.
This was caused by the truck that rolled in, overflowing with gang members bearing
James Winterbottom
once there was a little tank of gasoline and it was very sad. this tank had no friends and its parents had been spilled on the bp boat. now he was a friendless tank of gasoline never to become anything but fuel.
adri
Oh god, I run out of gasoline… and it had to be HERE… In front of your house… Is the Universe trying to tell me something? Ok, wait… I know.
Chusa
ahh petrol. vaseline rhymes. its goes in your tank for your car. its expensive.. smells nice. car. truck. bus. plane? motorbike. has the word line in it! GAS OH L
sofia
i like the smell of gasoline. i know its vile, but there’s something about it. same as nail polish remover, and sharpies.
Gasoline is a gas, I guess. When I look at it, gas on a line leaps to mind – for no particular reason. I guess that’s just me, though. Heehee. Gas on a line. Sorry, I’m too hilarious for you; I guess. I’ve said I guess 3 times… now 4 times. Anyway, gasoline is a gas, which I don’t know much about, but I was told to write not think.
Behindmyblueeyes
This thing that we spend our paychecks on- it is worth it? Can we think of a better way to transport ourselves from one place to another? I think so. Batteries, electricity, water, hydro-power.
Maggie
The prices were rising, sky-rocketing, richoteing through the roof. He sat on his majestic throne and watched, the rush of power flowing to his brain. He had it all. Everything he had worked to gain was now his. He let out a maniacal burst of laughter, the true weight of his success not yet beginning to dawn on him.
The smell of gasoline will forever remind her of her childhood. Sitting on the hot curb, watching the long summer while her father tinkered away at his Buick after work, on his days off, almost any day he got to spare. He lead a busy life, and he took every chance he got to spend time on his two favourite things – his car, and her.
Rachel Cowley
He stood with the pump in his hand, watching speechlessly as she–his beautiful shining star, dressed in her shop apron–left the gas station with Reddy Lee. He forgot about the gasoline and his tired car.
Sophie Calhoun
Few people went here – it was a spot haunted by the memories of that summer afternoon – the long lane through the trees led to a small quarry where old cars had been driven and dumped -it was – quite literally the end of the road
Gasoline. Its pure evil. That dark brown fumy liquid is slowly enslaving human kind and creating hell on Earth. We need to stop using gasoline before its to late.
Derek
The tank of gasoline was running on empty as we crossed the quarter mile mark to the hospital, Jenny screamed in the back seat of the car, the rain on the front window was smashing patterns to qick to dechipher but to defined to ignore, for a moment i was mesmorised by the patterns and lost all sight of the road
Yo
Gasoline is a very evil liquid. Its been ruining our environment and our relashionships with the other foreign countries. Gasoline is a worthless object, hypped up to be the greatest thing on Earth. We need to stop gasoline and its evil ways, before it enslaves us to ruin the only Earth we have. Gasoline is bad. Everytime I fill up my car, I can feel the devil seeping inside.
Jacob
The price of gasoline is skyrocketing. Soon, many people will have to forgo any trips but those deemed essential because their budgets won’t allow them to take any extra trips. I worry about how the increasing gas prices will increase inflation – all goods and services that rely on fuel are going to become more expensive.
Gasoline is that smell you know without even learning it. Gasoline is the smell of 90s rock and carpet car seats and dad’s cigarettes.
Gasoline is the smell of the summer I learned everything. Everything there is to know.
I’ve always savored the smell of gasoline since I was a youngling. Who’s with me?
Light it up
Let it burn
Show that man how it hurts
Douse his life in gasoline
Start a fire he can’t control
Leave him amid the acrid smoke
Watch it burn
Let him know
Just how far a hurt girl will go.
Gas prices are ridiculously high, almost all of my paycheck goes to putting gas in my car. Gas is also explosive and has a distinctive smell to it that some people enjoy and others hate. Gas is a huge controversy and is heard in the new almost every other day. Cars use gas to run, as well as other automobiles.
I love the smell of gasoline. It smells so good, yet it’s so deadly. And high. It causes my parents to be low on money every time they go to the gas station. It’s apparently because the oil is made in Iraq.
gasoline guzzling through the tube
have you thought about the lives
lost
for the liquid that makes your car run
screaming children
raped women
bodies of men lying on the ground
all for that easy flow
of go
struck with matches to burst new found flame
the taste of your lips burns like gasoline
we are destruction and violence wrapped
in something softer and more delicate
than I thought one could find in this place
brutal elegance
the world will fall to this monster of the industrial age, and realiizing it has done so, will rise again, united, to conquer all the evils it has tolerated in recent generations
Somthing I dont buy because i dont have a car. Expensive, smells good though. Is it weird to like to smell? Since I was a kid i would love to pull up to the gas station and smell the gasoline. You think they would have given something that is bad to inspire, a bad smell.
gasoline is a fuel commonly used for cars, it’s term is actually common in the united states. In Australia, it’s referred to as petrol, simply because gasoline implies it’s in the state of gas, which petrol or fuel for a car in such a sense is a liquid… confusing no?
viel zu teuer, ein lottospiel, oder eher wohl ein glücksspiel, total schrecklich, man sollte eine demonstrattion die zur revolution wird starten, würde auch mal wieder die demokratie stärken, die viel zu schwach ist, wir müssen stark sein wie vor 100 Jahren, oder 50. Heute nimmt niemand die Demoktraie keiner mehr ernst, wir verachten unesre rechte, übergehen sie einfach, SCHÄTZEN SIE NICHT MEHR. Wir brauchen eine Revolution, um wieder zur Einigkeiten zu kommen, um unseren Staat selber zu führen, zu erkennen, dass wir diejenigen sind, die an allem Schuld sind und es verbessern könnten!
Gasoline is what’s keeping us going right now, but soon enough, it’s going to be holding us back. We need to think of our future.
I had a gasoline truck that my mom bought me a few days ago. When I say gasoline truck I mean to say that to poops gasoline. So in essence people come from miles across the USA to get behind my truck that poos gasoline. I don’t know what to think of it.
You’re like gasoline when I’m fire
You light me up and turn me on
You excite me
And then you get dangerous, and I just burn
And as the fire is put out, in the end, nothing is left
You’re gone and I’m left alone
hmmm.
gas.
economy.
pollutant.
choking.
smothering.
i don’t know.
we need our drug.
this again? i’m tired of gasoline. i really don’t know how i feel about it. But until somebody finds another energy source, we are stuck with it. So lets focus on somthing else.
only a test
the cost of gasoline keeps going up and the reason is not our “enemies” in the Arab world but the greedy american oil companies.
the problem with gasoline (or “petrol” as we call it in the UK) is that its a real shame when you see £1.35 a litre and think…. “What a bargain!!!”
our source of fuel. smelly. pungent. i like it. or on secondthough i don’t know how i feel about it. it’s important, but what about the enviroment? i guess for n
The fuel spilled around my feet as I looked at the fire burning ever closer. The cigarette, with hindsight, I can see was a mistake.
It was as the flames reached my ankles and I heard the distant noise of children crying that I realised….
we got out of the car soaking wet just to find out we ran out of gasoline!we were completely drenched and pissed off…but instead we ran under a tree and looked around us…evreything was amazingly bright and blooming! we kissed and waited for the rain to stop.
I was at the petrol station, filling up. The nossle slipped out of my hand and onto the floor, petrol spilling everywhere.
This was caused by the truck that rolled in, overflowing with gang members bearing
once there was a little tank of gasoline and it was very sad. this tank had no friends and its parents had been spilled on the bp boat. now he was a friendless tank of gasoline never to become anything but fuel.
Oh god, I run out of gasoline… and it had to be HERE… In front of your house… Is the Universe trying to tell me something? Ok, wait… I know.
ahh petrol. vaseline rhymes. its goes in your tank for your car. its expensive.. smells nice. car. truck. bus. plane? motorbike. has the word line in it! GAS OH L
i like the smell of gasoline. i know its vile, but there’s something about it. same as nail polish remover, and sharpies.
Gasoline is a gas, I guess. When I look at it, gas on a line leaps to mind – for no particular reason. I guess that’s just me, though. Heehee. Gas on a line. Sorry, I’m too hilarious for you; I guess. I’ve said I guess 3 times… now 4 times. Anyway, gasoline is a gas, which I don’t know much about, but I was told to write not think.
This thing that we spend our paychecks on- it is worth it? Can we think of a better way to transport ourselves from one place to another? I think so. Batteries, electricity, water, hydro-power.
The prices were rising, sky-rocketing, richoteing through the roof. He sat on his majestic throne and watched, the rush of power flowing to his brain. He had it all. Everything he had worked to gain was now his. He let out a maniacal burst of laughter, the true weight of his success not yet beginning to dawn on him.
Makes me think of Nineteen thirty’s American Movies. To my young scottish ears it was an alien word but evocative of a far away exotic place.
Failure poured like
gasoline down my throat.
I can feel it going down
my internal pipes
until finally it settles
in my stomach.
The smell of gasoline will forever remind her of her childhood. Sitting on the hot curb, watching the long summer while her father tinkered away at his Buick after work, on his days off, almost any day he got to spare. He lead a busy life, and he took every chance he got to spend time on his two favourite things – his car, and her.
He stood with the pump in his hand, watching speechlessly as she–his beautiful shining star, dressed in her shop apron–left the gas station with Reddy Lee. He forgot about the gasoline and his tired car.
Few people went here – it was a spot haunted by the memories of that summer afternoon – the long lane through the trees led to a small quarry where old cars had been driven and dumped -it was – quite literally the end of the road
Gasoline. The word makes it sound so inviting. Try gasoline to get lean! A new diet. No, the word belies the expense!
Gasoline. Its pure evil. That dark brown fumy liquid is slowly enslaving human kind and creating hell on Earth. We need to stop using gasoline before its to late.
The tank of gasoline was running on empty as we crossed the quarter mile mark to the hospital, Jenny screamed in the back seat of the car, the rain on the front window was smashing patterns to qick to dechipher but to defined to ignore, for a moment i was mesmorised by the patterns and lost all sight of the road
Gasoline is a very evil liquid. Its been ruining our environment and our relashionships with the other foreign countries. Gasoline is a worthless object, hypped up to be the greatest thing on Earth. We need to stop gasoline and its evil ways, before it enslaves us to ruin the only Earth we have. Gasoline is bad. Everytime I fill up my car, I can feel the devil seeping inside.
The price of gasoline is skyrocketing. Soon, many people will have to forgo any trips but those deemed essential because their budgets won’t allow them to take any extra trips. I worry about how the increasing gas prices will increase inflation – all goods and services that rely on fuel are going to become more expensive.