wrench

February 3rd, 2011 | 470 Entries

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470 Entries for “wrench”

  1. NO I DON’T WANT THIS WORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!I AM NOT INSPIRED

    Jocy
  2. He grabbed the wrench hastily. Although it wasn’t hastily, really. Everything in his life had been leading up to to this. It was his father, his brother, it was man. He held the wrench between his fingers, until it soldered into him, just another limb.

    J
  3. the tools in the shed include a wrench. that also sounds like a wench which is a whore in the olden days. i wish i was a wench it would be really fun to walk around in a slutty old dress with my boobs smooshed up and hang out in bars where all the guys have beards and drink beer out of pints. i would want to be drinking beer too or else it wouldnt be as fun. and the olden music and big turkey legs

    Rachel
  4. i can remember the time when my heart wrenched in my chest. it was awful. i was so sure I was ok, and then it hit me.

    Pamela
  5. YOu use this to break my heart and to put it back together.
    each turn of a bolt feels like a heart attack.
    but my blocked arteries aren’t blocked with fat.
    they are blocked with the words i never said to you.

    Amanda
  6. A tool like tim the tool man’s tools. My mother always had one around.

    Danielle
  7. The bouquet of glassily spun suckers when you found out they were my favorites—you remembered red—some of the few things I never outgrew.
    One left.

    The skill lacking disproportionate doodle you flourished on my mirror’s corner.
    Spots left.

    When we were close you’d conquer another inch that didn’t exist.
    Chasm left.

  8. Slaughtered in the moonlight. Bathed in a field of crisp grasses. Throw open your windows, gaze into the virgin lane. The steel, lonely orb of the moon. She weeps. Death weeps.

  9. Wrench my heart out
    Leave it bleeding on the floor
    Stomp on it
    Crush it beneath the weight of your oppression

    Boot on the chest
    Pressing down
    Can’t breathe
    Going down….

    Losing what’s left of me
    Numb
    Unfeeling
    Plastic

    Memories disappear
    Washed away
    All that’s left is this cold
    Preppy
    Plastic
    The daughter you’ve always wanted

    Blonde
    Happy-go-lucky
    Partying
    She’s not me

    The real me is in hiding somewhere
    But she isn’t in control anymore
    As if she ever was
    It’s been a fight to survive
    A fight against becoming…this

    My mind
    My spirit
    Is broken
    Tired of this
    But what can I do?

    I see the capsules
    White
    Pure
    Inviting

    Nobody’s looking
    Take the bottle
    The whole thing
    Put on my old face
    My death mask

    It looks strange somehow
    Eerily familiar
    A ghost of my past
    Distracted for a moment
    Forget my purpose
    Right.
    The pills.

    Stand proud and tall
    Take them slowly
    One after the other
    Until I feel sleepy
    Going down…

    Sweet oblivion
    I’m finally out of there
    No pain
    No nothing
    Peaceful bliss

    Suddenly
    Wrenching pain
    Sucked backwards
    Into the vortex of the real world

    I’m alive!
    Why??
    Have you lost your fucking mind???
    Yes.
    I have.
    And you’ll never find it.

    Boot on the chest
    Pressing down
    Can’t breathe
    Going down….
    Again

  10. a wrench is something that you use to open something from a door or something like that it has two sides to its head. it can pry anything out of a sturdy surface if you need to get it out. you can do so much with it all of the time and there is never one around when you need one. usually some neighbor has one

    Moira
  11. his hand was wrenched out of mine in the crown. the streets were not well lit. I cried and cried. Daddy! Daddy! but i couldn’t see him, I couldn’t seen anything. Only the knees of other adults. Its a scary world, from the knees up.

  12. A wrench is a tool that is found in many a garage or mechanic’s belt. It is also found in great abundance in our school’s tool shop, in various sizes, but never in the one that one is searching for. The wrench can be as elusive as something very elusive, but useful as the wheel. Amazing how the most useful things can be the most difficult to find.

    Emilia
  13. She followed him surreptitiously, shuffling down the sidewalk. As he hurried on ahead, she weaved in and out of the crowd. Her outfit was carefully selected to make her appear commonplace, mundane, average. In a word: deadly. Glancing back up, she panicked as she realized she could no longer find him

    “Looking for me?” he said, clamping a hand around her arm.
    Well, that certainly threw a wrench into things.

  14. A wrench is a tool used by garage mechanics. It can also mean an emotional problem detaching from a person or situation. I can’t think of any other meaning for the word “wrench”.. although it can mean to “pull something violently”, e.g. to wrench out someone’s hair, but I don’t like to think about such things too much. It seems very difficult to think of other relevant remarks.

    Nell Smith
  15. I looked down at the wrench in my hands. …I couldn’t see it, obviously. But I could feel it. I could feel the cold metal. I know it was metal because of its weight. And metal has a bad habit of giving me chills.

  16. LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME POOP

    WHEW THIS IS TAKING AT MINIMUM 60 SECONDS

  17. The feeling you get when you realize everything’s gone wrong. That you haven’t accomplished what you wanted, you’re not even close to the person you wanted to be when you wrote your future in crayon. I never want to feel that tug of pain in my gut. I live in fear of it.

    Emily Snodgrass
  18. Somebody did throw a wrench in the internets lately, because try as I may I can’t do very much internetting. Just now? The oneword.com is working. But? Just not long ago? Not working, like most other sites. Now? Working a little bit. Everything else mostly? Not working?

    This really is quite troublesome.

  19. I know I’m a wrench, but you haven’t heard my story. My parents are dead and now I’m on the move, just me and my little sis, who has cancer.

  20. She took a bloody wrench and struck it to his skull.

    May the gods be with you.

    Then she dumped it into the wall somewhere – lost into the abyss. Hopefully nobody would find it. If they did, no matter. It didn’t belong to her – and she was wearing gloves.

    Y
  21. the wrench that my father used to fix things was stuck again. the toilet had been broken and I wasn’t sure how to use the wrench. when I plied the end pieces open and jammed it around the thing in the back of the commode it got stuck. we had to piss in the backyard for the rest of the week.

    Jordan
  22. don’t wanna beeeeeee your monkey wrenchhhhhh. Want more than peace and evidenceeeeeeee. Don’t wanna beeeeee your monkey wrenchhhhhhhhhh!

    Cody
  23. He threw the book across the room, a scream of frustration wrenched from his lips. He knew at that moment he hated his life. Aiden knew he was ready. He was ready to die.

  24. A wrench is a tool. A tool that I am not really familiar with as I am shit with the names of the tools in the toolbox. But going on the idea of toolboxes and wrenches (tools); life is like one large toolbox. I think the idea is to collect as many useful tools as we can as we go through life and with every project there leaves a remnant (sawdust, pieces of trash..etc.) in our toolbox of life that reminds us just because they’re there and sometimes remind us of our unsuccessful/successful projects, they are also meant to be cleaned out and not taken very seriously.

  25. If I knew what this word ment, I maybe could write something interesting. But Im not from here. Im from far away. Im a traveller. But not what you are thinking. I am different. A different kind of traveller. I am not travelling, I am being travelled.

    clb
  26. he threw it across the room in frustration, his screams echoing down the empty street.
    “why can’t she love me?” he thought sullenly. “why can’t our marriage be like it was before???” slowly, he sank to the ground and let out a piteous, moaning sob…

    Haleigh
  27. The wrench is an implement used by humans to screw things. Like much in life, one of man’s most useful tools, in both its malleability and utility, is used largely in the screwing of things into other things. Much the prehensile limb to mechanics globally, the wrench can of course be considered irreplaceable.

    john
  28. wrenching is violent. I would wrench the gun out of attacker’s hand. I would never wrench a love letter out of a girl’s hand. Wrench implies a struggle, where the person does not want to give up what they have. I shall wrench it from your cold dead hands.

    nev
  29. She just grabbed it out of my hand. No word, no nothing. It was there and then it was gone. Wrenched from my very being. Such a shame.

    Laura
  30. As she pulled away, all I could do was watch. There was no room for me in the life she had made in my absence. When we said I love you, I thought it was forever. She told me its forever. What happened? She changed… She changed schools, friends, goals, lives, styles. Where is the girl I left when I went to college? Who is the woman before me? This wasn’t our deal, she broke it. Friends?! As she wrenched me from her arms, I knew it was permanent, she would never come back.

  31. “Did you just call me a wrench? What kind of insult is that? It makes no sense you jerk! If you’re going to insult me do it well!” She snapped, pacing back and forth, throwing her hands up in a tizzy.
    He just sighed, shaking his head as the anger drained and giggles raised in his chest. “I called you a wretch, not a wrench.”

    CRM Konz
  32. He picked up the wrench and then put it back down. He looked at the car he had been working on for the last few years. He couldn’t finished it. He tried fortnightly, but it was no use, he closed the tool box.

  33. The girl swung the wrench ferociously, cutting into his head and spraying blood against the wall. He gave a sharp bark of pain, before lifting up his gun with a wobbly arm, and tightening his finger ’round the trigger.

    ali
  34. my heart wrenched as he broke up with me. three years together and nothing came out of it it seems. he was all that i ever had, i switched colleges for him, transferred my majors, and here he is, tearing my heart out with his hand, wrenching it, tearing it, breaking it, evolving it. all at once.

    Jerica Shuck
  35. a tool used to fix broken bicycles and the parts on a car. Or to fix the kitchen sink when your wife has been asking you to fix it for days. Perhaps you can even use it to hold up the table leg.

    felicia
  36. I always wanted to learn to use a wrench. But I was a girl. The boys all learned the tools and how to use them. But I was a girl. They learned to saw and hammer. I learned to do the laundry. Because I was a girl. They learned all of those things.
    But I didn’t. Because I am a girl.
    Sexism is real.

    Melodee
  37. Wrench. A tool for the sweaty man in his garage, laboring away on a car he has loved for years. Possibly it has never been used, but he still loves it more than live itself.

    Coban3
  38. A wrench is a tool, but it’s more of an emotion to me. When someone goes in to your soul and takes everything you have that is good to give, I’d imagine they use a tool like a wrench and a saw and all sorts of other harsh things. It’s painful but sometimes a gift. A wrench is not something to be taken lightly. It should be put in the toolbox.

    Kim
  39. The wrench pulled and heaved against the screw as we dreamt of bigger things like people like whales who pulled and tugged at the ocean, and I imagined him far away, pulling at something like machinery as I dreamt of whales like oceans, and I think I had ADD or something because I always imagined something bigger even though people told me not to, and I wanted something greater, but I watched the wrench pull and tug, and I thought life couldn’t be simpler.

    o3o
  40. The wrench crooked around the screw, and I wondered if it’d pull because they were both sturdy, metal things, and I thought people thought too much about dreams and wondering if simple things would work, but generally, they did, so I couldn’t fix that. I thought of dreams as the wrench twisted and pulled the thing, and I closed my eyes as

    :)