Perry Monologue

Face pale with terror, Adam's shaky hand moved to switch on the bedside lamp. Images of Fire and Brimstone, and writhing figures, - men, women and children all - screaming in pain as flames consumed their bodies, flowed through his mind. Eyeballs exploded, and liquefied flesh oozed into fiery lava pits, leaving nothing but a collapsed pile of charred bones on the ground before moments later the victim's human form was resurrected in its entirety, and subjected to the same agonising fate again. Over and over, ad infinitum.

The rain had just stopped pouring, and we had all gathered in a park nearby, as a makeshift memorial for Johnny. It wasn’t really a funeral, we didn’t have the budget for that, and it wasn’t like his parents cared enough to give him a proper goodbye.

I wish Joey would fight for me...if he loves me, he will fight for me, right? No...Joey will never fight for me or make the marriage work. In his heart, he believes that our marriage is over when our baby died...he is the most stubborn man I had ever met. Instead of saying that we are too incompatible, and if our baby survives...why can't he and I just forget the damn past and make the marriage work? Why can't he and I try again for another baby? Why must he makes it so damn hard for the both of us? Why is he so damned stubborn? Why?! Damn...I will never understand and I don't want to...maybe I should just move on and find someone who truly value me and never give up on me like he did...

Its is 1914 and joey a farm horse sold the the army and thrust into the midst of world war one. Into the western front when he is dragged away from his owner Albert his heart aches will he find him. Albert said they will meet again

If you grew up with white boys Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno Cuz they want something that their dad don't got Then you know where you're at Mortaring your ear holes shut In a rush with wet coke In a Starbucks bathroom with the door closed On booze some left in residue and confused Like the first time you used soft water Down on my luck caught unaware Like Houdini when the last fist struck Sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am

The furious winter swindles our space by wearing its spurious faces and sending the echoes of a promising message over the sea. Today they will get the satisfaction they need and tomorrow your doubts shall outstrip the benefits of a prime litany. As for them who distance themselves from failing company expansive time exists although the alimentary rudiments will trigger their senses with false alarm.

“...I just sobbed.” The end of the football game brought Jason Money to his knees. Near the end of the game, Spanish Fork seemed to have won the game. All that needed to happen was for the final play to end. But after he got the ball, Jason Money stood still when the clock hit zero seconds and had the football taken from him to score a touchdown. He had forgotten that the game ends not with the clock, but with the play. The game ended with Spanish Fork losing. But the story soon became far larger than what it was.

Inspector Male, I just wanted to reach out and let you know the amazing efforts of Andrew Crowe and Greg MacArthur on Monday December 28th. Sorry for the long winded e-mail but I think it’s necessary.

I thought one of the saddest things i had ever heard was when Coleman told me he doesn’t know if he feels anything but I think it maybe sadder that I’m losing faith in everything. It may not actually be any sadder but it is definitely hitting me harder than that did. I am so lonely in this world and I desperately need someone in my life that can help  me change that. Since I realized how officially done he and I were I’ve gotten super drunk four times and cried like a baby each time worse than the one before. I don’t even remember the last one and that’s not me. I hate not remembering and so fully embarrassing myself along side that I’ve pissed Dawn off and no one else even likes me well excuse me plenty of guys like me but you know what they

Venita contacted me on Facebook. Thanks again for your help. Also, I've been in touch to Tasha Ward. She's asking for insights on her great-grandfather Terry James TJ Tyson and he's our great-uncle. He married I. Jessie Stuckery. She print screen a piece of her tree and saw Noah Tyson and Mary Jane Rose and as know they great-grandparents to us.

“Buck, listen to me, stop panicking he’s going to love you,” You whispered to Bucky who stood chewing his nails as you spoke.

“Thank you. As hard I’ve worked, I doubt there are many young ladies around to hoodwink me. I can see one now, saying to me, “Would you be shocked if I put on something more comfortable? Even if one would rub my nose in her pussy, I doubt I’ll take the bait.

I should have warned Cyrus sooner, I should have killed the man who killed Miles before it happened, and I shouldn’t have let the man ever get that close to you.”

Phil noted that men and women are wired differently and attempting to blur viewpoints is unnatural and dangerous. When couples try to insist their viewpoints on each other, it often starts ego-conflict that can be harmful to the self-esteem. Which ties in with Myth #3 “Great relationships cause great problem-solving.” Ironic myth, right? The ability to problem solve seems to be a key component in healthy relationships? Dr. Phil embellished on this by pointing out that 90 percent of conflicts in relationships are unsolvable, and you can still be happy even if you and your partner can’t solve disagreements. “There are things that you and your partner disagree about and will continue to disagree about. Why can’t you once and for all resolve these issues? Because in order to do so, one of you would have to sacrifice your values and beliefs.” The textbook describes one of the dangers when engaging in conflict is when power is unequally distributed by interpersonal power. Which causes the other partner to feel unheard and weak in the relationship. Dr. Phil gives the advice that agreeing to disagree is O.K.. If the problem is unsolvable, it’s healthy to reach emotional closure this

The students at Sublette Elementary were sure it was going to be another ordinary spring day. They were in for a surprise! Mrs. Myers called for all the classes to gather on the playground. Just as everyone was getting settled, the whoosh of helicopter blades could be heard. We all looked to the sky and wondered what in the world was happening!