walmart lets people go but only if there girls and not always I don;t think pople should steal from people corporations is a differents story.
Brittany
the thief broke into the house and stood looking around. as she eyed the expensive furniture and electronics she couldnt help but think that it might be worth it… but that wasn’t why she was here. she knew exactly where it was, and had no time to spare. she marched over to the desk and smiled.
AMR
People who steal: they can steal anything from the physical to the emotional (hearts, affections) Thieves can be good or bad.
Laura
thief, what the hell are you doing here?
take that tv, but don’t wake the man sleeping in his lazy boy
the lack of static may wake him
it’s too risky
go try a car or something more elligent.
ha do over…I win and yes I will take the red cadillac, or perhaps the white convertable instead… i won hooray…times up again.
muffinjuggler
so the thief was like I’M GOING TO STEAL THIS and the guy was like oh no and the thief was like THAT’S RIGHT but then he didn’t. he just left. probably because the guy was there watching him so stealing would’ve been pretty stupid. i would’ve done the same.
yots
The thief of time stole three hours from me this morning. I dreamt it away, in the thief’s thrall. That dream was a good teacher, though. I made up the time by saving some I might have spent on the wrong track in my marriage, with my daughter, forgetting how much I miss my father.
emily
cowardly
inyce
the thief laughed, spitting out a insult as he walked away. I yelled that he’d never get away with this kind of sacrilege. Lightning struck him just as he walked from the room. I laughed as I died.
C Gonzales
i wanted to be you one day. i wanted to be just like you. you had everything in my eyes. you held the sun, the moon, the stars, all of it contained in the tiny globes that i would stare into. you had goldfish in your soul, swimming around so happily. you had it all. you had me. and i wanted to be just like you.
a thief is a man who is taking from you what you have earned , he may also be the thief of your heart ,stealing your deelings for his own ,i do not know but 2 types of thiefs ,those that steal and those that borow
Bodesuc Ionut
In the night, he comes. Nothing else to do, nowhere else to be. But here – or there, rather. People judge him. He judges himself. But it isn’t about that. It’s about him. And what he wants, what he can’t have, but what he will take regardless. Maybe in the next life, he’ll be dealt better cards. But for now, he’s here – or there, rather.
Kelly Michelle
Thieves suck. They always take things from people. Robbers break into houses in the middle of the night and just take everything. One time my car was unlocked and some bitch took my gps from it. Now I can’t find my way around anymore. Thanks a lot. There are good thieves though, like Robin Hood. He stole and he was a chill guy. I read a book when I was little called the Thief Lord. It was good. Mostly thieves suck though.
Ben
a bad person. someone who takes things from others that were not given to them or were allowed to take for their own. someone who looks like the bandit in wheres waldo? has a mask and sneaks around. sometimes at night. sometmes during the day right under your nose. could be your best friend or not even know they are stealing at all.
csn
i stole their hearts. every one of them. conned them into giving them to me, and then i smashed them to the ground. i peddled them away. i’m doing it again. i stole it, it’s mine, and i’ll just pawn it again.
you took it, you took all i had and shattered it into a million peices, into willy wonkas tv screen. you didnt have to take it, i wouldve given it to you but no, youu took all i had. every last bit and scattered it. you’re a theif i swear it.
amanda
one upon a time there live a beautiful woman, she could only think of one thing, the thief who stole her heart. for although she was lovely, her heart was gone from a dark brooding man who decided to focus on her. she couldn’t say no to him, for life had a way of changing on you
dane
Once I woke up, after losing my tooth and putting it under my pillow so that the tooth fairy would take it and give me money, and found that my tooth went missing. I thought it was a thief who stole my tooth so that they could sell it to the tooth fairy for money…then I found out that my mom just forgot…
A thief is running, searching for a place to escape from the mages of Terragoon. Passing architecture forged from
Ryan Wardlow
He did not wear a trench coat, or a hat, or any of the typical shit. The Thief was committed to appearing inconspicuous. He was a clean shaven, bright-eyed boy.
Liar. Dragonfly necklaces. Hearts stolen. Tornadoes in Joplin. Filth. A way of life. The only way at times. Pity. Sorrow. Loneliness. A life forever filled with greed and want and need. Those who told you who to be. Took your real being away. Love. Pain. Relationships. Sleep.
Lily
The thief that stole my heart, I watched him, as his eye watched mine.
The thief that came in the night, he saw me as I looked into the night.
The thief that stole my eye, they watched him as the our moons did collide, and realized what was in my eye was my heart, the thief that stole my heart.
pamela
A thief is a person who takes things, but a thief can be someone who not only takes items but takes ideas or identities. A thief chooses to hurt others for their own gain. I will never be a thief or teal from anyone.
Kayte
stealer. he stole the election, he stole my heart, he stole cookies out from under his mother’s nose. (he stole pies from mrs. stone’s window down the street)
but i’m more than that, right?
dove
He stole it all. my strength. my pride. my hope. my love. my heart. The thief we call time.
Tania
A man in the night, who forces his way into your home, a place of solitude. What he steals doesn’t matter, its the memories and emotions tied to those objects that mean the most.
Matt P
“So you think you’re ready to do this, thief? You should know I’ll never go easy on you.” The old man growled.
“That’s what I have been hoping for, the young kids around here are sloppy. Nearly lost an ear to a misplaced gold piece. Bring it on.” The thief smiled, flipping his dagger while winking.
i guess it would be easy to say that he stole her heart. but he didn’t. the unsettling thing was that he stole the box she kept it in. he was there one night and gone the next, spiriting away the box with it. she guessed he didn’t know what was in it. just that it meant something. and was, in all honesty, very, very heavy.
robber, a man who steals. taking without asking. stole my heart and tore it to pieces. robbery. jail. prison. guilty. cheater. not satisfied with life. wants what he can’t have.
Jessica Johnson
And when they say that he crept like a thief in the night, what they really mean to say is that they don’t mind, because a thief is better than a robber and the night is someplace glamorous, and a thief in the night is something glittering and dark and romantic. If you’re going to lose your heart, it might as well be stolen; if it be stolen, it might be by someone good. Like a thief. In the night.
Pelagia
running running running Jeremy couldn’t believe how fast he was able to run when he had pissed off someone enough to chase him down the street with an ax. Maybe babies were actually important to some people. Who knew!
Peter Pan
you’re a thief. yeah. you. i’m not happy with you, Thief. no. not happy at all. not satisfied at all with the finished product and you dare to not let me have my refund or exchange it all. so yeah. you’re a thief.
Noko
sometimes people steal because they have no other choice. no one is innately a thief, ppl just fall under hard circumstances.
joy Wahba
stole my cousin. took his life. took his family. took his heart, his laugh, his smile. took his energy, his happiness, his friends. someone took him, and did not bring him back. it is unfair. there is no punishment for this thief. frustration. he escapes. escapes because he “has a higher plan”. i say bullshit. there is never a plan for someone so young to be lost. never a plan for him to end his life this soon. never a plan. he was stolen.
The thief ran through the crowded streets, panic and sweat blurring his vision. The police sirens were not far behind him as he flew through the cramped alleys and wide roadways, and he was scared, for the first time in a long time. He smiled. This truly was the life he had been longing to live.
Melissa
thick as thieves. a good thief isnt caught, so how would you know it’s a thief? is theivery always bad? robin hood doesn’t think so.
angela
Perhaps the most obvious: He stole my heart. He won’t give it back. I shan’t ever have it back.
Still, he didn’t steal everything. He left me with what he could and what was best for me. He left me with the opportunity to rid myself of the growing dependency I had on him.
Words could never express the extent of my gratitude.
stolen. something stolen. it’s not very valuable, not something with a price on it. the thief doesn’t know why he stole it, but he doesn’t really care. He just steals.
Megan
The thief pulled out the jewel and he stared at them shining in the moonlight. I think he was mezmerized by the amount he had actually heisted. Can he see me I wondered? I hope not…If he could he would probably pull out that pistol he had on the side of his hip and that is just a drama I do not wanna deal with. I should go before he catches me..
Jordan
catch me if you can. who stole my last cookie? cops and robbers, I’m always the robber. she cuffs me to the tree and leaves me. why do we play these games? don’t catch me, I want to be free.
Chrissy
i thought that a thief stole things like money. gold. jewels. but there is a special kind of thief that steals hearts. a thief is a person that knows what they are doing. she knew that you were mine, but she stole you anyway. a thief of hearts, if you will.
walmart lets people go but only if there girls and not always I don;t think pople should steal from people corporations is a differents story.
the thief broke into the house and stood looking around. as she eyed the expensive furniture and electronics she couldnt help but think that it might be worth it… but that wasn’t why she was here. she knew exactly where it was, and had no time to spare. she marched over to the desk and smiled.
People who steal: they can steal anything from the physical to the emotional (hearts, affections) Thieves can be good or bad.
thief, what the hell are you doing here?
take that tv, but don’t wake the man sleeping in his lazy boy
the lack of static may wake him
it’s too risky
go try a car or something more elligent.
ha do over…I win and yes I will take the red cadillac, or perhaps the white convertable instead… i won hooray…times up again.
so the thief was like I’M GOING TO STEAL THIS and the guy was like oh no and the thief was like THAT’S RIGHT but then he didn’t. he just left. probably because the guy was there watching him so stealing would’ve been pretty stupid. i would’ve done the same.
The thief of time stole three hours from me this morning. I dreamt it away, in the thief’s thrall. That dream was a good teacher, though. I made up the time by saving some I might have spent on the wrong track in my marriage, with my daughter, forgetting how much I miss my father.
cowardly
the thief laughed, spitting out a insult as he walked away. I yelled that he’d never get away with this kind of sacrilege. Lightning struck him just as he walked from the room. I laughed as I died.
i wanted to be you one day. i wanted to be just like you. you had everything in my eyes. you held the sun, the moon, the stars, all of it contained in the tiny globes that i would stare into. you had goldfish in your soul, swimming around so happily. you had it all. you had me. and i wanted to be just like you.
a thief is a man who is taking from you what you have earned , he may also be the thief of your heart ,stealing your deelings for his own ,i do not know but 2 types of thiefs ,those that steal and those that borow
In the night, he comes. Nothing else to do, nowhere else to be. But here – or there, rather. People judge him. He judges himself. But it isn’t about that. It’s about him. And what he wants, what he can’t have, but what he will take regardless. Maybe in the next life, he’ll be dealt better cards. But for now, he’s here – or there, rather.
Thieves suck. They always take things from people. Robbers break into houses in the middle of the night and just take everything. One time my car was unlocked and some bitch took my gps from it. Now I can’t find my way around anymore. Thanks a lot. There are good thieves though, like Robin Hood. He stole and he was a chill guy. I read a book when I was little called the Thief Lord. It was good. Mostly thieves suck though.
a bad person. someone who takes things from others that were not given to them or were allowed to take for their own. someone who looks like the bandit in wheres waldo? has a mask and sneaks around. sometimes at night. sometmes during the day right under your nose. could be your best friend or not even know they are stealing at all.
i stole their hearts. every one of them. conned them into giving them to me, and then i smashed them to the ground. i peddled them away. i’m doing it again. i stole it, it’s mine, and i’ll just pawn it again.
you took it, you took all i had and shattered it into a million peices, into willy wonkas tv screen. you didnt have to take it, i wouldve given it to you but no, youu took all i had. every last bit and scattered it. you’re a theif i swear it.
one upon a time there live a beautiful woman, she could only think of one thing, the thief who stole her heart. for although she was lovely, her heart was gone from a dark brooding man who decided to focus on her. she couldn’t say no to him, for life had a way of changing on you
Once I woke up, after losing my tooth and putting it under my pillow so that the tooth fairy would take it and give me money, and found that my tooth went missing. I thought it was a thief who stole my tooth so that they could sell it to the tooth fairy for money…then I found out that my mom just forgot…
A thief is running, searching for a place to escape from the mages of Terragoon. Passing architecture forged from
He did not wear a trench coat, or a hat, or any of the typical shit. The Thief was committed to appearing inconspicuous. He was a clean shaven, bright-eyed boy.
Liar. Dragonfly necklaces. Hearts stolen. Tornadoes in Joplin. Filth. A way of life. The only way at times. Pity. Sorrow. Loneliness. A life forever filled with greed and want and need. Those who told you who to be. Took your real being away. Love. Pain. Relationships. Sleep.
The thief that stole my heart, I watched him, as his eye watched mine.
The thief that came in the night, he saw me as I looked into the night.
The thief that stole my eye, they watched him as the our moons did collide, and realized what was in my eye was my heart, the thief that stole my heart.
A thief is a person who takes things, but a thief can be someone who not only takes items but takes ideas or identities. A thief chooses to hurt others for their own gain. I will never be a thief or teal from anyone.
stealer. he stole the election, he stole my heart, he stole cookies out from under his mother’s nose. (he stole pies from mrs. stone’s window down the street)
but i’m more than that, right?
He stole it all. my strength. my pride. my hope. my love. my heart. The thief we call time.
A man in the night, who forces his way into your home, a place of solitude. What he steals doesn’t matter, its the memories and emotions tied to those objects that mean the most.
“So you think you’re ready to do this, thief? You should know I’ll never go easy on you.” The old man growled.
“That’s what I have been hoping for, the young kids around here are sloppy. Nearly lost an ear to a misplaced gold piece. Bring it on.” The thief smiled, flipping his dagger while winking.
i guess it would be easy to say that he stole her heart. but he didn’t. the unsettling thing was that he stole the box she kept it in. he was there one night and gone the next, spiriting away the box with it. she guessed he didn’t know what was in it. just that it meant something. and was, in all honesty, very, very heavy.
robber, a man who steals. taking without asking. stole my heart and tore it to pieces. robbery. jail. prison. guilty. cheater. not satisfied with life. wants what he can’t have.
And when they say that he crept like a thief in the night, what they really mean to say is that they don’t mind, because a thief is better than a robber and the night is someplace glamorous, and a thief in the night is something glittering and dark and romantic. If you’re going to lose your heart, it might as well be stolen; if it be stolen, it might be by someone good. Like a thief. In the night.
running running running Jeremy couldn’t believe how fast he was able to run when he had pissed off someone enough to chase him down the street with an ax. Maybe babies were actually important to some people. Who knew!
you’re a thief. yeah. you. i’m not happy with you, Thief. no. not happy at all. not satisfied at all with the finished product and you dare to not let me have my refund or exchange it all. so yeah. you’re a thief.
sometimes people steal because they have no other choice. no one is innately a thief, ppl just fall under hard circumstances.
stole my cousin. took his life. took his family. took his heart, his laugh, his smile. took his energy, his happiness, his friends. someone took him, and did not bring him back. it is unfair. there is no punishment for this thief. frustration. he escapes. escapes because he “has a higher plan”. i say bullshit. there is never a plan for someone so young to be lost. never a plan for him to end his life this soon. never a plan. he was stolen.
The thief ran through the crowded streets, panic and sweat blurring his vision. The police sirens were not far behind him as he flew through the cramped alleys and wide roadways, and he was scared, for the first time in a long time. He smiled. This truly was the life he had been longing to live.
thick as thieves. a good thief isnt caught, so how would you know it’s a thief? is theivery always bad? robin hood doesn’t think so.
Perhaps the most obvious: He stole my heart. He won’t give it back. I shan’t ever have it back.
Still, he didn’t steal everything. He left me with what he could and what was best for me. He left me with the opportunity to rid myself of the growing dependency I had on him.
Words could never express the extent of my gratitude.
stolen. something stolen. it’s not very valuable, not something with a price on it. the thief doesn’t know why he stole it, but he doesn’t really care. He just steals.
The thief pulled out the jewel and he stared at them shining in the moonlight. I think he was mezmerized by the amount he had actually heisted. Can he see me I wondered? I hope not…If he could he would probably pull out that pistol he had on the side of his hip and that is just a drama I do not wanna deal with. I should go before he catches me..
catch me if you can. who stole my last cookie? cops and robbers, I’m always the robber. she cuffs me to the tree and leaves me. why do we play these games? don’t catch me, I want to be free.
i thought that a thief stole things like money. gold. jewels. but there is a special kind of thief that steals hearts. a thief is a person that knows what they are doing. she knew that you were mine, but she stole you anyway. a thief of hearts, if you will.