Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "Neato thing about hellfire: I control who, what, and where it burns. Setting fire to a house I was trapped in seemed like a pretty stupid move, even for me."

• I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
• everyone who ever told me i was pretty was lying.
• I need these blue and black halos for comfort, to remind me where I am, who I am, when I am
• I was pretty sure that wasn't how slasher films were supposed to end, but you won't see me complaining.
• Tell me what you don't like about yourself.
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• Where there was fire I brought the gasoline
• The House on the Island Where She Was Born
• the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
• Sex and death have both spat me out like spoiled milk for the same reason. I was not afraid.
• he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
• standing on my lawn, with the scissors in your hands, and you could come in where you'd like, to my paper house
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
• I really miss the woman who told me that people don't like me
• Snatched away, like the Lindberg baby, who everyone talked about, which explains my lifelong fear of ladders.
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• does this writeup make me seem like an asshole?
• Find someone who dreams about people like you
• I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
• It all burned up in the fire there was nothing left
• the fire burned and burned; it was so great and now so much time has passed and the fire is still burning, but it requires attendance
• Pretty like fire
• I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity
• Who the heck wants to look like an old lady? Pick me, pick me!
• I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
• Seven for a magpie who tells me where to go
• Everyone Who Pretended To Like Me Is Gone
• How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus?
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• There was a man who lived a life of fire
• She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
• She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
• Somewhere there is a syphilitic prostitute who is going to tell me about India
• Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
• The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
• What seemed like tenderness was really weakness
• sit like a house on fire
• i don't spend a lot of time thinking about what it feels like to be gored by a chainsaw
• Why I no longer care about pretty girls
• Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
• Talking about love is like dancing about architecture
• I had no idea what he thought about me.
• I was wrong about the color changing; your eyes are brown
• Even things as amazing as stars burn out
• Among the fields and small houses lies a boy I can only dream about
• if dreams are like movies then memories are films about ghosts
• Like hands on a clock tell time without thinking about how long it's been
• Pop Songs Your New Boyfriend's Too Stupid to Know About
• Tell me a story about being really undead
• A Book about Me, by Me Myself
• Tell me a story about mains
• What Safeway storebrand whole wheat fig newtons taught me about the American political process
• I know it's boring to go on about it, it bores me to sleep, but what the hell, why doesn't it fade
• he knew that victory is not about who is standing after the fight
• Something was about to happen.
• words about the wordless, like planets around the sun
• Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
• The Day the World was about to End
• Tell me a story about trains
• An Ape About the House
• About fire
• A man who is about to become a wizard is a great source of trouble
• People who get worked up about misspelling Colombia
• all about me is the wind and the mist and the scent of the fields
• Tell me a story about just NOT GIVING A DAMN
• It's all about me (e2poll)
• do you think about me as much as i think about you?
• The time they fantasize about was built on a lie
• We worried about the fire and the night
• tell me about the outside world. what part of it that i do not understand hurt you?
• You Burn Me Up I'm a Cigarette
• Things my mom doesn't argue with me about anymore
• The burned house and its statue
• Now hollow fires burn out to black
• It's hard to be enthusiastic about music with someone who physically sneered at Hamilton
• The best part about you is that you don't even know how great you are
• Tell me a story about elephants
• Ask me about Grim Fandango
• Pete Townshend was right about Saddam Hussein
• let me tell you about this friend of mine
• Encyclopedia Brown taught me everything I need to know about opening doors
• And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?
• They need food AND water? You didn't tell me about the water part.
• What if Everything You Thought You Knew About AIDS Was Wrong?
• Writing about music is like dancing about architecture
• Tell me a story about brains
• tell me a story about lesbians
• Tell me a story about cranes
• Who i think about when i dont want to smile
• Tell me about yourself. Tell me everything.
• The virgin was looking apprehensive about the whole ordeal, but for the right amount of cash anyone will take on a horse
• sometimes i wonder about people who snap at strangers
• Tell me a story about rains
• What school debating society taught me about politics
• Tell me a story about plains
• It's not worth thinking about. Have some tea. Come walk with me.
• let me tell you something about ghosts
• What do girls think about guys who think about what other people think about girls and what they do?
• For someone who writes about love as much as I, writing about it when it's real sure is hard.
• You sad cookie, you CARE more about filthy rich pretty people you'll never meet
• People who carp about their jobs
• I can't even begin to tell you how I feel about certain things for reasons that you may find difficult to understand
• show me what the world is all about
• Don't talk about your mamma like that
• i dream about the ones who are gone
• You smell desperate. I like that about you.
• did i really change the way you think about everything? was it the chemicals in your brain?
• Let me create a cryptic nodeshell about this conversation
• i like it when we talk about the deep stuff
• Help me tell you a story about things and yourself, without pants
• people got a lot of ideas about who i am
• magic rectangle, teach me about the world
• Your radical ideas about religion as a mechanism of social control have already occurred to others
• What does a candle's flame look like when it burns in space?
• burn down the house, see the moon
• You are the kind of girl my mother warned me about
• Why it is acceptable - even patriotic - to burn an American flag
• Time is the fire in which we burn
• She told me she remembers three things about me
• It was always about words
• Tell me about your secret places
• 10 things motorcycling taught me about driving a car
• Things that would have seemed unbelievable about 11 years ago
• If you ask me about spring, I'll tell you about
• If you ask me about winter, I'll tell you about
• Does your soul cast about like an old paper bag?
• Deals well with ambiguity: a savagely long writeup about why boys are not like girls and other things
• O tell me the truth about love
• Just a NoCal noder party - nothing to get excited about, unless you count the fire
• You know the little things about me that would sing in the silence
• Why should I care about proper HTML when it looks fine on my browser? (document)
• Tell me about my contradictions
• Tell me a story about clouds
• Ask me about microwaving cats for fun and profit
• If you ask me about autumn, I'll tell you about
• The bored who complain
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Do my skinned knees prove something about me?
• Thinking you know more about computers than the tech you just called
• Tell me a story about a burro, standing atop a mesa, surrounded by a flock of geese, being fed by a weathered old man wearing nothing but a Jimmy hat
• This was the shinest golden dollar I would ever see in my life and I was not about to tarnish it.
• Tell Me a Story About Giving a Fuck. Tell Me, Everything.
• This place makes me embarrassed about my spelling, not my sexual deviations
• Don't tell me about her
• Ask me about Loom
• Tell me a story about drains
• this was supposed to be a parable about the power of the imagination
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• Tell me a story about bunnies
• I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
• Can we still like each other knowing the worst about each other?
• If you complain about the content of the news, you are deluded about its purpose
• tell me a story about sandcastles
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• This story about a misanthropist is not about who you think it is about
• Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
• Tell me a story about monetary policy
• There's nothing more annoying than to try to rebel against someone who's totally supportive about whatever you want to do
• What the Institute for Motivational Development had to say about me
• talking shit about a pretty sunset
• This guy tipped his waitress a dollar with a dick drawn on it. What happened next left me questioning everything I ever thought about income inequality.
• When's the last time you cared about Lenny Kravitz? A) 1991 B) never C) Who?
• On reading letters that bitch about scantily-clad models on magazine covers
• You never write, you never call, you never tell me what you learned about that mighty groaning noise
• Tell me a story about taking whatever you could get

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