Messing with Matt
The casual impact of that finger had been like being tackled full on by a linebacker, and as his feet left the ground, his held breath exploded from his mouth with a ragged gasp.
The reason I live.
Throw off the rags of grief. the real me shines.
Poetry for (Message deleted) XD
Ps: dont be an asshole (ie rags) you know who you are :3 (come back soon, and never leave again! unless you're coming here xd) _ **conflicted feelings** _ in my dreams i hold you close.
Creative Writing Prompt #5: Tone
He tried to control his breathing, but it came out ragged and uneven. his clothes were a little off; hurriedly thrown on and seemingly half torn. he said a few harsh words, trying to say them calmly, but screamed them out.
Star Wars Saber Squadron trailer
This rag tag group of pilots are the underdogs of the rebel alliance. however, they have recently gotten a new commander, griffin raddick; the famed mandalorian pilot who has a reputation of being the only survivor of every mission he's been on.
Vic Wildsyde, the Fallen King
"my father paid off the gossip rags and sleaze journalists to make sure your "accident" stayed that way, he even paid the police to keep the details a secrete.
Pokemon - Tale of the Guardian Master - CH 138
He added, blinking at the rabbit in surprise as she took the rag serenity had taken from him and winked. "well, half the reason you're feeling so lousy is because of what happened between you and them, right?
Burned Memories (Part 2)
A tall white fox stumbled into the area, a large and ragged backpack on his back. the fox wore only a simple leather tunic, along with a pair of leather trousers that hung from his waist.
Watch Dogs 7-The Long Trek
He glanced over from where he had been gnawing at one of the bodies; "yes, i could unlock it" he said and drew a key from some deep recess in his ragged uniform, "you had the key all along! why didn't you tell us" we all shouted.
Introduction: Fateful Evening
The interior was well used and the floor was worn down and ragged looking. at the wheel of the car there sat an equally ragged midsized gray wolf. he had shorter, ruffled gray fur that nearly matched the paint of his car.
Chapter One: And Here My Troubles Began
He only had one thing for bandages with him, the orange rag that was once his t-shirt. tearing it off his body to reveal the slim but battered torso underneath, he tore it into strips.
Just Living Chapter 4
It wasn't right of him to worry himself ragged with that type of thought process and it wasn't enough that he realized that.