raw cooked me, i really like slamming a dead piece of cow on a marble slab while watching wrestling. feeling manly. monday night raw brought to you by the wwe. chewing blood dripping blood flesh contact reaps heavens. ridiculous amounts of testosterone. the bone is nearly there, the meat is nearly gone.
Darius Eslami
meat. eat and you might get sick. food poisoning. ive heard that if you pour coke over raw meat, in an hour or so maggots might appear. ubran legend? maybe. has it been tested? go on youtube and see for yourself. the videos might be fake and some people might be doing it for page views. who knows. raw skin. skin ripped off after you have poppped a blister.
julie
The raw meat has always smelt like her. It blossoms in the afternoon, when the sun is high, and the heat scallding. I never did like her very much.
Botulism
she peeled the carrot. this is how it should be she thought. fresh and pure and wet and…
raw.
cam
The sun was burning my face raw. I kept walking anyways. I mean…what was there to lose? Everyone was dead. Everything burned away or lost or stolen or just uncared for. In front of me there was hope and a future. Somewhere. Eventually. I mean…how long could it take to find paradise? Who has ever searched that long I wonder? Not I. Not you. Who’s to say I can’t find it if I try hard enough?
Jared DeZarn
orginal data
mahyar
Raw fish – yuck! it’s windy out today, the kind of wind that makes your flesh feel raw on a cold winters day.
scott
I sat there, raw. Crying, confessing, expressing the true ‘me’.
I just want to be accepted. Can you accept me and love me for me?
Michael
raw food is good, good for you too. Veggies that is. Don’t think raw meat is good. Just mostly raw, like rare at Outback. But if you eat raw veggies you will live long and prosper like a vulcan.
Norm
a raw bandanna is about as horrible to eat as raw fish. for some reason, a man named Jason eats raw bandannas anyway. rumored to be just for fun.
however strange, Jason claims that he likes his diet and wouldn’t change it for all the ripe bandannas in the world.
Kristin
Some days, I wonder why people like to eat raw meat. I mean, it’s absolutely disgusting. Cannibal sandwiches. Sick, sick, sick. I also wonder why some people put a raw egg in their orange juice or in their beer. Once again, some things were meant to be cooked. We have fire for a reason. It did not just pop out of the sky one day and was like “Oh look, I can be hot!”
Katie
the rawness of life is clear wherever you look.From farmers working in the countryside when it’s snowing to people in hot countries unable to get old of any food. This is the true realities of life and the rawness that can be seen all around.
Alison
uncooked, also the name of a wrestling show
Brian
Raw, it’s a word that i don’t know, all i know, is that i need to go, to a place where there is no time or weather(Snow).
Mortada
raw like my face when the wind hits like i wish to be a snowboarder. i’m kind of thinking about a baby’s bottom, but that’s weird. raw foods might be a good diet rather than vegetarianism, but i don’t think i have the dedication. i wonder when 60 seconds is up.
Kira
A good time is going to texas and havingone of the large steaks and cook it mediumrare which is stillraw but relly good
Lou
Visceral. Not cooked. The harsh reality of life. All of this adds up to become one word: raw. Everyone goes through a pretty ‘raw’ patch in life, I’m in one now. It’s not great I tell thee, but the best thing is that things can only get better.
T
my skin has gone raw. i’ve been in this dark, damp hole, for I don’t even know how long. it’s wet down here. and it’s stinks. i’ve given up on crying for help, no one is here to help me, i’m all alone.
jamie
I feel a bit raw today. My head hurts and no amount of painkillers are helping. I might cry… that’s all about feeling raw, isn’t it? I blame my head for my rawness. If it didn’t hurt I would feel almost well cooked and happy.
Olga
The tabby slipped out of the darkened alley, her coppery eyes glazed with pain. In some spots, her skin was rubbed raw, her fur hanging of in clumps and the exposed flesh beneath shining a brilliant red. She bent down and took a small drink from a stagnate puddle of water, the coolness of it healing her in many ways.
Steff
power. fresh, not yet refined. something is raw when it isn’t thought out. Raw emotion is sort of exceptional. it’s good.
Patrick
I was eating raw steaks with m’buddy, Sam and we decided that Homer mouth isn’t as bad as it may seem at first sight. Although, it is definitely prominent, it certainly isn’t too beefy.
pete
the blood keeps dripping down my arms. the knife wound is deeper than i imagined. i never knew pain like this before. how did it happen…how did it come to this. skin is flaking, the flesh underneath is throbbing. it’s on fire. i feel raw.
m. popple
meat is gross. i really don’t enjoy writing about it because it just makes me want to vomit. it bleeds too much and when you cook it, turns into a shriveled mass of disgustingness. there were times when i would eat meat as a child and enjoy it, but i have since grown out of that phase. i prefer vegetables now, especially raw ones.
rachel
raw
spike
i think that raw is like life. life is raw. you have to craft it yourself and reach for the sky. of course sometimes you just can’t. just like a raw diamond has the possibility of being impure on the inside, i guess you can also be destined to fall.
MigB
I ate raw meat yesterday. It was a rather surprising experience because it was in a dark room. I had cooked the meat to the specifications on its box. Yet, it was still pink and moist within. I was sickly for the rest of the afternoon. I do not know if I will be able to ever enjoy frozen meals again. What shall I do?
Chet Gassett
I was beaten raw with a whip every time I said the word “sweet”. This lasted for weeks until summer camp ended. I lost 60 pounds that summer and made live for the first time, alone, but still.
mickey mope
wow
this is the most random thing ever
but it makes sense. in a way that the rest of the world doesn’t make sense. in the way that things you love you have to leave behind. does this empty white space bring out the best in people? or their memories?
aoife
is the face we hide. its instinct. its us naked. its the face we hide from even ourselves. no makeup. the ugly truth.
jumana
Raw is the feeling in my heart. It’s the smell of sewage at the local damn that just can’t seem to get clean. Its the writing style I would love to adapt to. Raw, open, passionate. Poetry on the move. That;s raw, backwards it’s war. A raw war seems to going on every day in our lives and I can’t take it anymore. I just want it to be over and soon. I miss my homeland because of this raw war. I’m tired of living in this raw society that has no growth. How long will it take for them to grow up and stop living for the promise of tomorrow and finally make it happen. This damn country is raw, the people are raw and damnit that smell of raw sewage in that beautiful pristine damn from 1992 and my favorite african memory is ruined forever.
Zaheer
so what if it’s a little raw now
your wounds will heal in time,
maybe then you’ll come back to me
then maybe we can try again
once he’s gone, once you can be mine like you said you wanted to, who knows, maybe it’ll all work out, maybe I’ll be back where I was again, left with raw wounds in need of healing.
51n
this is RAW power. truth to power. will to power.
NIETZCHE was RIGHT> FUCK’EM.
i’m still looking for, trying to become a superman.
got to reign and roll out. comin’ on strong.
and so and so and so and. so.
Ada
it was such a raw moment when the two came together in such a painful time period.
World war two was not the time for feelings. Raw power was placed in this world, and they could not do anything about it. It left behind a raw relationship that could never be mended, time there or not.
A deadly bomb came and destroyed what could have been.
mkr
The sound a lion makes as it is rubbed with sandpaper, or the feeling of the first time a girlfriend told you she was leaving you for an older bloke with a car.
Al Collinson
very healthy think to eat, it has many mroe vitamins
raw vegetables are healthy, because they remain all the useful elements, which otherwise would be lost with boiling.
Yelena Kobaliya
my hands were raw as i dug the grave. the rain was relentless and my hands kept slipping from the shovel. no matter, this had to be done. soon it would all be just a distant memory. the blisters would be the only reminder, and those would soon be gone as well. i could skip town then, and be free.
beth hubel
The flesh burned, red, searing with pain. The bandages bled through, as if the bones were shooting fire out of the skin. He was an undercooked steak.
C Martin
vegtables
no skin
red
hurt
natalya
My raw ass was inflamed with with stinging bites from millions of ants.
raw cooked me, i really like slamming a dead piece of cow on a marble slab while watching wrestling. feeling manly. monday night raw brought to you by the wwe. chewing blood dripping blood flesh contact reaps heavens. ridiculous amounts of testosterone. the bone is nearly there, the meat is nearly gone.
meat. eat and you might get sick. food poisoning. ive heard that if you pour coke over raw meat, in an hour or so maggots might appear. ubran legend? maybe. has it been tested? go on youtube and see for yourself. the videos might be fake and some people might be doing it for page views. who knows. raw skin. skin ripped off after you have poppped a blister.
The raw meat has always smelt like her. It blossoms in the afternoon, when the sun is high, and the heat scallding. I never did like her very much.
she peeled the carrot. this is how it should be she thought. fresh and pure and wet and…
raw.
The sun was burning my face raw. I kept walking anyways. I mean…what was there to lose? Everyone was dead. Everything burned away or lost or stolen or just uncared for. In front of me there was hope and a future. Somewhere. Eventually. I mean…how long could it take to find paradise? Who has ever searched that long I wonder? Not I. Not you. Who’s to say I can’t find it if I try hard enough?
orginal data
Raw fish – yuck! it’s windy out today, the kind of wind that makes your flesh feel raw on a cold winters day.
I sat there, raw. Crying, confessing, expressing the true ‘me’.
I just want to be accepted. Can you accept me and love me for me?
raw food is good, good for you too. Veggies that is. Don’t think raw meat is good. Just mostly raw, like rare at Outback. But if you eat raw veggies you will live long and prosper like a vulcan.
a raw bandanna is about as horrible to eat as raw fish. for some reason, a man named Jason eats raw bandannas anyway. rumored to be just for fun.
however strange, Jason claims that he likes his diet and wouldn’t change it for all the ripe bandannas in the world.
Some days, I wonder why people like to eat raw meat. I mean, it’s absolutely disgusting. Cannibal sandwiches. Sick, sick, sick. I also wonder why some people put a raw egg in their orange juice or in their beer. Once again, some things were meant to be cooked. We have fire for a reason. It did not just pop out of the sky one day and was like “Oh look, I can be hot!”
the rawness of life is clear wherever you look.From farmers working in the countryside when it’s snowing to people in hot countries unable to get old of any food. This is the true realities of life and the rawness that can be seen all around.
uncooked, also the name of a wrestling show
Raw, it’s a word that i don’t know, all i know, is that i need to go, to a place where there is no time or weather(Snow).
raw like my face when the wind hits like i wish to be a snowboarder. i’m kind of thinking about a baby’s bottom, but that’s weird. raw foods might be a good diet rather than vegetarianism, but i don’t think i have the dedication. i wonder when 60 seconds is up.
A good time is going to texas and havingone of the large steaks and cook it mediumrare which is stillraw but relly good
Visceral. Not cooked. The harsh reality of life. All of this adds up to become one word: raw. Everyone goes through a pretty ‘raw’ patch in life, I’m in one now. It’s not great I tell thee, but the best thing is that things can only get better.
my skin has gone raw. i’ve been in this dark, damp hole, for I don’t even know how long. it’s wet down here. and it’s stinks. i’ve given up on crying for help, no one is here to help me, i’m all alone.
I feel a bit raw today. My head hurts and no amount of painkillers are helping. I might cry… that’s all about feeling raw, isn’t it? I blame my head for my rawness. If it didn’t hurt I would feel almost well cooked and happy.
The tabby slipped out of the darkened alley, her coppery eyes glazed with pain. In some spots, her skin was rubbed raw, her fur hanging of in clumps and the exposed flesh beneath shining a brilliant red. She bent down and took a small drink from a stagnate puddle of water, the coolness of it healing her in many ways.
power. fresh, not yet refined. something is raw when it isn’t thought out. Raw emotion is sort of exceptional. it’s good.
I was eating raw steaks with m’buddy, Sam and we decided that Homer mouth isn’t as bad as it may seem at first sight. Although, it is definitely prominent, it certainly isn’t too beefy.
the blood keeps dripping down my arms. the knife wound is deeper than i imagined. i never knew pain like this before. how did it happen…how did it come to this. skin is flaking, the flesh underneath is throbbing. it’s on fire. i feel raw.
meat is gross. i really don’t enjoy writing about it because it just makes me want to vomit. it bleeds too much and when you cook it, turns into a shriveled mass of disgustingness. there were times when i would eat meat as a child and enjoy it, but i have since grown out of that phase. i prefer vegetables now, especially raw ones.
raw
i think that raw is like life. life is raw. you have to craft it yourself and reach for the sky. of course sometimes you just can’t. just like a raw diamond has the possibility of being impure on the inside, i guess you can also be destined to fall.
I ate raw meat yesterday. It was a rather surprising experience because it was in a dark room. I had cooked the meat to the specifications on its box. Yet, it was still pink and moist within. I was sickly for the rest of the afternoon. I do not know if I will be able to ever enjoy frozen meals again. What shall I do?
I was beaten raw with a whip every time I said the word “sweet”. This lasted for weeks until summer camp ended. I lost 60 pounds that summer and made live for the first time, alone, but still.
wow
this is the most random thing ever
but it makes sense. in a way that the rest of the world doesn’t make sense. in the way that things you love you have to leave behind. does this empty white space bring out the best in people? or their memories?
is the face we hide. its instinct. its us naked. its the face we hide from even ourselves. no makeup. the ugly truth.
Raw is the feeling in my heart. It’s the smell of sewage at the local damn that just can’t seem to get clean. Its the writing style I would love to adapt to. Raw, open, passionate. Poetry on the move. That;s raw, backwards it’s war. A raw war seems to going on every day in our lives and I can’t take it anymore. I just want it to be over and soon. I miss my homeland because of this raw war. I’m tired of living in this raw society that has no growth. How long will it take for them to grow up and stop living for the promise of tomorrow and finally make it happen. This damn country is raw, the people are raw and damnit that smell of raw sewage in that beautiful pristine damn from 1992 and my favorite african memory is ruined forever.
so what if it’s a little raw now
your wounds will heal in time,
maybe then you’ll come back to me
then maybe we can try again
once he’s gone, once you can be mine like you said you wanted to, who knows, maybe it’ll all work out, maybe I’ll be back where I was again, left with raw wounds in need of healing.
this is RAW power. truth to power. will to power.
NIETZCHE was RIGHT> FUCK’EM.
i’m still looking for, trying to become a superman.
got to reign and roll out. comin’ on strong.
and so and so and so and. so.
it was such a raw moment when the two came together in such a painful time period.
World war two was not the time for feelings. Raw power was placed in this world, and they could not do anything about it. It left behind a raw relationship that could never be mended, time there or not.
A deadly bomb came and destroyed what could have been.
The sound a lion makes as it is rubbed with sandpaper, or the feeling of the first time a girlfriend told you she was leaving you for an older bloke with a car.
very healthy think to eat, it has many mroe vitamins
raw vegetables are healthy, because they remain all the useful elements, which otherwise would be lost with boiling.
my hands were raw as i dug the grave. the rain was relentless and my hands kept slipping from the shovel. no matter, this had to be done. soon it would all be just a distant memory. the blisters would be the only reminder, and those would soon be gone as well. i could skip town then, and be free.
The flesh burned, red, searing with pain. The bandages bled through, as if the bones were shooting fire out of the skin. He was an undercooked steak.
vegtables
no skin
red
hurt
My raw ass was inflamed with with stinging bites from millions of ants.