Boolovesyou

Summer night were always muggy and hot. I never quite get enough to drink and along with my sister, found myself sitting on the front porch step. This sentence doesn't ...

I think first off you could write a lot more to describe it. I didn't really feel anything reading this. I thought maybe you were writing a story of a ...

Confused.... What is it? As for the drawing its just? Uh..... Yeah. I don't get this, you may want to explain.

First off were the pictures yours? Because they were each very unique, well, Other than the red lips. Those are over used. ANYWAY. On to the Haiku. They were awesome. ...

My topic for entry: Your story is about a cop at the top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge eating bread. The bullet whirled through the air at an unthinkable speed. ...

Lily! Beautiful girl! Smile for Mummy!’ * ‘Oh, you did so well! I’m so proud of you!’ * ‘The first is always the hardest!’ * ‘Can I have a little ...

The paragon of posterity: faked suicides in Explain? one hundred forty characters or less, always less. Huh? Not really needed... One hundred forty acts of heroism, slaying the beast of ...

0808-0804-1112-2043.jpg The piece of me thats you. Deep down ( Where I’m dark and twisty ) light is found A piece that glows, ( that makes me whole ) It ...

Every minute without you is torture for me . What are we to do? To be in love without the touch of the other? To not be able to express ...

It sounds like you were just ranting to be honest. I like the idea and some of your lines are really good, but others are confusing. I say you rewrite ...

This is a really good piece. Honestly, Its so good because LOTS of people can relate. While some points of it were dry and weird like the part about Chipotle ...

My letter to you. Dear You, Yes, you. Can you really believe that I have the sense enough to write a letter that will continue on to a reasonable point ...

I did my own unique rhyming scheme. Enjoy. In front of God I plea “Let something good happen to me!” My prayers have ceased somewhere on this page My hope ...

The human race has always had a history of being drawn to flame. Among even equally gruesome things, fire as been used as a weapon of destruction. It often seems ...

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Bryan blushed, and backed up against the brick wall of the ally. The stench of the dumpster wafted towards them; mixed with feelings of tension. ...