He thought he was all alone until he ventured into the cave upon which he came eye to eye with the animal. Its eyes were red as fire and his breath smelled of death.
Tim Nelson
Commuters are savage on the I-80 corridor. Passing at breakneck speed, weaving, tailgating…it’s the modern version of the jungle.
A savage could mean a lot of things. Maybe a indian who white men call a “savage”.
It could be a animal like “That dog is a savage animal” which means it is mean or something along those lines.
I am a savage. It lives within me and watches everything I do. Sometimes it has a say in how i act, other times I pretend it isn’t there. I hope it isn’t there. But I know, as we all do, that there is something animalistic in every one of us, something that keeps us alive and moving forward. Something that keeps us protected.
Drea
I once had a savage dog. He would always get away and scare all of the kids at the bus stop. We finally had to get rid of him because my mother was scared he would hurt me.
You’re a savage little demon, you tried to pull my life apart at the seems. You succeeded, at first, that is…. but things are going a little bit different now. I ain’t living for you.
laughalot
On a summer day, I felt a pang in my heart when I saw the beach full of people. They were all so happy.Until, I remember that savage beating with everyone around. I never thought that someone could do something like that.
In front of a beautiful place, my world turned gray. I don’t know what happened and all I can remember now is you’re never the you that I have known.
There was something savage in the way she swung the pot of paint, thick ropes of red gloss rolling down heavily over silk evening dresses, fur coats and into the shoes beneath.
jayar
Tear me apart, why don’t you? You’ve already gutted out my heart. But somehow I’ve survived. I’m still here, watching you chew on it’s remnants. Your angry mouth full of sinew and blood. Fuck you. Kill me, asshole. Finish me off…why don’t you?
taking things that are thrown away in a yard full of junk. Saving the planet from dome and dispare. Have the heart to save broken heart
Linda
They called him Mr. Savage. He was an ex-army officer, proud and highly decorated; both respected and feared by his peers. It was rumored that he once took on a whole platoon by himself. He was famous for leading fearless charges against impossible odds and winning.
What nobody knew was that Mr. Savage liked gardening…and kittens.
I laughed at him, he blinked as I shoved him backwards onto the sticky beach sand. ‘That was quite savage of you,’ he said. ‘Its, you,’ I said.’You bring out the beast in me.’
The kids when they are hungry. Little savages in the kitchen waiting on mom to cook something for dinner. Students at school on a sunny day of recess after being cooped up inside for a few rainy days!
Meredith Love
We came from the tip of the African continent and in our earlier development we were call savage by those ignorant white men from the north who believe that they were Gods.
victor walkes
im devastated. do we savage? what do we savage about? i remember savage garden. they are an awesome duo. songs like Crash and burn. turly madly deely, and a wole lot more. i have a cassette of the band. ok
Don’t like it. It sounds forced and harsh. Cannibalism. Unkind. Jungle….running….running….through the jungle. Scared…alone…chased….trying to get away.
Stephanie
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looked in her direction. When she found the big catch of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
we are all savage at heart. it is in our nature. it is in our being. we all started out savage, and we will always be savage.
Jennifer Meyer
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looked in her direction. When she found the big find of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looks in her direction. When she found the big catch of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
Saint Swan (Shaun) Savage, My Good Friend. Who Helped Me Into A Transitory Part Of MY Life. I Really Do Appreciate You, Shaun! I’m Happy You’re Doing Great Things For Yourself And Others.
Rich
Bloody, hate, hurt, hard. Once you go there, you cannot go back. And now I fear that I too have reached the point of no return. Don’t let the light dim. I have to keep running.
She was savage. She ripped hearts apart and devoured entire souls. It was entrancing, beautiful in an odd way. Like watching a car crash, or seeing the world burn before your eyes. I loved her. I loved everything about her. Even if it’s killing me.
He thought he was all alone until he ventured into the cave upon which he came eye to eye with the animal. Its eyes were red as fire and his breath smelled of death.
Commuters are savage on the I-80 corridor. Passing at breakneck speed, weaving, tailgating…it’s the modern version of the jungle.
A savage ripped my parents car in Eight hundred million pieces.
a savage is where the person takes some one for money.
Savage is promote to cannibalism as known for many other
unknown acts
The savage is growing sicker and sicker each day. The months go by he is getting closer and closer to the day of death.
a person who is not scared of anything.
I don’t know any savages and hope never to meat one. A savage is a living creature who’s mind craves unpleasant actions.
Savage is promote to cannibalism
i am a savage i will eat you alive.
i am a savage monster and i will eat you if you don’t give me your cookies and i will eat your dog if you don’t give me your cake.
A savage could mean a lot of things. Maybe a indian who white men call a “savage”.
It could be a animal like “That dog is a savage animal” which means it is mean or something along those lines.
savage reminds me of cavemen because cavemen are savages.
a savage ate my mother while she was baking cupcakes. it was not a pretty sight.
The savage is promote to cannibalism
is a person who takes hostages and makes the people pay to get them back. or they hold them so people will stay out of the building.
a person who is not scared of anything
I am a savage. It lives within me and watches everything I do. Sometimes it has a say in how i act, other times I pretend it isn’t there. I hope it isn’t there. But I know, as we all do, that there is something animalistic in every one of us, something that keeps us alive and moving forward. Something that keeps us protected.
I once had a savage dog. He would always get away and scare all of the kids at the bus stop. We finally had to get rid of him because my mother was scared he would hurt me.
The savage is is growing sick.
animal, starving, no manners, native, jungle,
You’re a savage little demon, you tried to pull my life apart at the seems. You succeeded, at first, that is…. but things are going a little bit different now. I ain’t living for you.
On a summer day, I felt a pang in my heart when I saw the beach full of people. They were all so happy.Until, I remember that savage beating with everyone around. I never thought that someone could do something like that.
In front of a beautiful place, my world turned gray. I don’t know what happened and all I can remember now is you’re never the you that I have known.
There was something savage in the way she swung the pot of paint, thick ropes of red gloss rolling down heavily over silk evening dresses, fur coats and into the shoes beneath.
Tear me apart, why don’t you? You’ve already gutted out my heart. But somehow I’ve survived. I’m still here, watching you chew on it’s remnants. Your angry mouth full of sinew and blood. Fuck you. Kill me, asshole. Finish me off…why don’t you?
taking things that are thrown away in a yard full of junk. Saving the planet from dome and dispare. Have the heart to save broken heart
They called him Mr. Savage. He was an ex-army officer, proud and highly decorated; both respected and feared by his peers. It was rumored that he once took on a whole platoon by himself. He was famous for leading fearless charges against impossible odds and winning.
What nobody knew was that Mr. Savage liked gardening…and kittens.
I laughed at him, he blinked as I shoved him backwards onto the sticky beach sand. ‘That was quite savage of you,’ he said. ‘Its, you,’ I said.’You bring out the beast in me.’
The kids when they are hungry. Little savages in the kitchen waiting on mom to cook something for dinner. Students at school on a sunny day of recess after being cooped up inside for a few rainy days!
We came from the tip of the African continent and in our earlier development we were call savage by those ignorant white men from the north who believe that they were Gods.
im devastated. do we savage? what do we savage about? i remember savage garden. they are an awesome duo. songs like Crash and burn. turly madly deely, and a wole lot more. i have a cassette of the band. ok
Don’t like it. It sounds forced and harsh. Cannibalism. Unkind. Jungle….running….running….through the jungle. Scared…alone…chased….trying to get away.
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looked in her direction. When she found the big catch of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
Smell the air. There’s a sale going on.
we are all savage at heart. it is in our nature. it is in our being. we all started out savage, and we will always be savage.
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looked in her direction. When she found the big find of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
Smell the air. There’s a sale going on.
She was savage. She ran through the pathways like a rabid animal, snarling at any other creature who looks in her direction. When she found the big catch of the day, she grabbed it by her teeth, as her limbs were burdened with other things — her purse, her iphone, more paper bags.
Smell the air. There’s sale going on.
Saint Swan (Shaun) Savage, My Good Friend. Who Helped Me Into A Transitory Part Of MY Life. I Really Do Appreciate You, Shaun! I’m Happy You’re Doing Great Things For Yourself And Others.
Bloody, hate, hurt, hard. Once you go there, you cannot go back. And now I fear that I too have reached the point of no return. Don’t let the light dim. I have to keep running.
She was savage. She ripped hearts apart and devoured entire souls. It was entrancing, beautiful in an odd way. Like watching a car crash, or seeing the world burn before your eyes. I loved her. I loved everything about her. Even if it’s killing me.
Dollie :) i am missing you !