Jeremy Monologue

wrist, thrusting his pelvis at me in a vulgar way, and I can see my hand in an endless slow motion

The company I work for is First Texas Homes, which is a private owned new home builder exclusively in the North Texas and Houston area. I office out of a model home inside one of the communities that I work in. The model home office includes myself, a new assistant and our manager who is the community sales consultant, Mr. Evans. Mr. Evans is the community manager so his responsibilities include, selling lots to clients for our company to build them a home, start a home to sell while it’s in the construction process, manage the community, manager the buyers who are on a contract, develop strategy to get new buyers in the door and problem solving, among many other things. I am Mr. Evans community coordinator and designer and some of my responsibilities

Jesus christ! Haha. This is basically the best post I've ever read on here. Sorry for the late reply.

Book Quote: From where Darry hits PB-- We had frozen. Nobody in my family had hit me before. Soda was wide-eyed Darry looked at where his palm turned red then looked back at me. His eyes were huge.

It was quiet. Absolute nothingness blanketed the surrounding vicinity. No sound, no light, nothing to neither see nor touch, not even a floor beneath. Blissful peace. Nothing to worry for, nothing to care for.

It has been six months that Jackie arrived in the city to get information from the evil men that plotted the murder of Henry’s family. He had shown Mr Raymond that he can be trusted. He had played the script that he was in the city for business extremely well. He was at the exclusive club one Wednesday evening to push Mr Raymond into telling all about the dirty deals he’s involved.

Harold Bennett lived a rich inner life. He either lived in his head or he did not live at all because that was all that was available to him. If Maggie had suspected he lived inside his head she would have found a way to stop it because Harold was dishonoured. Not having the prerogative of imposing a capital sentence Maggie did the next best thing by making Harold’s life so miserable that he wished he were dead. She forced her husband into the ranks of the unforgiven where he was condemned to remain until he breathed his last.

"Here's what you do," I tell Brian. “One, don’t be intimidated by them.” “Are you crazy?! How can I not be?! How am I supposed to NOT be scared of them?!

Today I found the love of my life lying on the cold march pavement. It was raining , and he was bleeding. I began to cry it was midnight. And I was dancing by myself of course cause I. Or sorry belonged to Andy . And i began to remember Andy had left to get smokes at the store about an hour ago , our song came on and played we usually danced to our song . I left the bar as i was leaving some random wanna be grabs my butt. I was like Excuse you !!!!! i kept feeling so sick thinking of my man …… i walked down the main strip and through the genivaway park and over the hanging bridge i stopped on the bridge only to think of Andy March 20th ….. The day my whole world stopped .

The blood in my body stops moving. “They’re not dudes. They’re David,” I get out, praying I won’t sound like a gerbil, praying he won’t turn to later drawings in the pad, drawings done today, when I was spying, drawings of them, rising out of the water, with their surfboards under arm, no wetsuits, no nothing, totally glistening, and, uh: holding hands. I might have taken some artistic license. So they’re going to think . . .

the man would hug my feet still prostrating… “Ok…I forgive you so pleassssse…. Let go…” I’d beg and he’d jump back at attention “I will do anything to make it up to you so please command anything to me, while besides taking my place…” dang he saw through my intentions…. Well let’s see….. “Can I be transferred to a world of my choosing in a body of my choosing?”

Jeremy, Ok I changed the channel.. you wildcat you.. grrrrr. Look at what you do to me??? I was perfectly calm all day.. except for seeing you..... But I KNEW you do something.....................

Me: Hello, John. I like the lighthouse that we are in. Why have you decided to seclude yourself inside of here? John: I’m merely an experiment.

He chased me into the living room, and it wasn’t long before we ended up on opposite sides of my burgundy couch trying to fake each other. I pretended to give up, and walked towards him, running past him at the last minute into his room. He burst in before I could close the door and I flopped onto his bed where he started tickling me.

Hamlet's actions display something of a madman. Hamlet’s madness contributes to the many examples that his insanity in fact seemed real. Few people believe his insanity seemed faked or feigned. Nevertheless Hamlet's actions can get confusing, since he could be deeply in love one minute, then talking and screaming to himself the next. These events that have occurred may have altered Hamlets life, by leaving him horribly troubled, and in a state of madness.