I'm out of my little transgressive phase, and I kinda regret it. I apologize.
I'm actually taking classes on this shit-a small Creative Writing course at a local college-and I've learned alot.
Plus, I got some new stories, rewrites and originals.
Heart Sketch

IceThe topography of Central Illinois is due in large part due to a series of glacial episodes that left the area covered in iceIce
I drove straight and fast away from the house, across the flat terrain and up a small hill, down the other side.
Moraines are formed when a glacier deposits material that it has carried in a ridge.
I couldn’t believe it. How could this happen to me? I never did anything wrong.
The rich soil found in the area is the result of a material called Loess that was brought here by the glaciers
She never did anything wrong. Why did she die? Who could have let this


The Wall.It was a wall. A long, strong wall made of brick and covered in white plaster that went on for miles in any direction. It was tall and thick, and there was only one of him. He needed something to break through.The Wall.
And he found it.
More that it found him, in a feverous dream that he awoke from sweating and cold. Yes, it was there. The solution to his problems, what he needed to breach that barring wall and reach the other side.
He set out the very next night, trolling the streets for what he sought. He needed someone special, someone that was perfect for their intended roll. They should be honore


CutI sat down on the edge of the white porcelain toilet and looked between the razor grasped between my fingers and the wrist of my left hand. The veins were lined in black ink, a road map to my tangled life, a guide to what to cut out. I had never been able to remember that stupid pneumonic device.Cut
It was about to end, all of it. The despair, the pain, the emptiness. All to be replaced by, what? I don’t know, something better then what it was. It had to be, even non-existence would be favorable, the wrath of an angry god softer then the reality that I currently resided.
I took a deep breath and held the razor against


Render Her Down.Render Her Down.Render Her Down.
It hurt.
Not the most original thought, but who was watching anyway? Oh yeah. He was. How stupid of her to have forgotten.
Flash.
That bloody camera. Couldn't he at least use a digital one? That bloody old-fashioned model of his filled the room with smoke, making her gag at the acrid scent. At least it covered the smell of blood though.
Click.
Oh. He was reloading. The sound always made her think of a gun. Give her a gun and five seconds... preferably a gun with two clips. One for him and one for that bloody camera. Though being freed from the re
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Sadistic, yet captivating
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"do........me.........correctly"
Yes well.
merrgifl
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WWAVD?
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Sadistic, yet captivating
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Whore it up in the forums! Take the advertisement to the wall!
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
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Sadistic, yet captivating
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Whore it up in the forums! Take the advertisement to the wall!
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
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Sadistic, yet captivating
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WWAVD?
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happy late chanukah.
perajifhsji
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WWAVD?
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