i always wonder what’s around the next corner. in a city, in my little town. sometimes I’m afraid, because it could be something that i don’t want to see. or maybe it’s my friends coming back from class? maybe it’s something even better.
i think that a corner is fucking weird and i think that it should be no longer there, i want round rooms like the ass of my girlfriends and i love the roundness of things. this was weird
Just around the corner lies the greatest journey of our lives. All we have to do is take the first step and round it. And when we do, we’ll never believe the view.
I sit in the corner. weeping in sorrow. For the corner is my only friend. But Its a safe haven Enclosed and surrounded by my own body heat. I am comforted by it
I walked over to the corner where she was sitting, curled up with her arms covering her face. I knelt down and whispered into her ear. She looked up, revealing her tear stained face, trying to cover up her red eyes.
The last house on the corner. It’s a white raised ranch with a porch on the front. Nothing special, but it was home. Big corner lot surrounded by a chain link fence that was considered acceptable in that particular neighborhood at that particular time in history.
DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY COOL AND CORNERS IS COOL TOO SO THEY HERP WITH YOU WHICH MAKES U DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS WHICH IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY COOL AND CORNERS IS COOL TOO SO THEY HERP WITH YOU WHICH MAKES U DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS WHICH IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY
blocks of writing in the street and paintings on the wall of random shit like that. i dont know what i am writing about. i think computer chips are cute. i like toritllas and cute things from japan music is loud and corners are sharp. i like to sing in the shower and scrub.
John had gone mad, 3 days in the room he started to hallucinate from water withdrawal and was trying his best to control his habits. All that was hinted to exit the room was a note giving him the instructions to find the corner. “WHERE IS THE FUCKING CORNER” He started to cry out in despair. The room he had been in. was a circle
The corner of a room is always a pretty weird place. I just feel weird looking at it, maybe it’s some kind of response to what happened in my childhood or something, i don’t know. Some people believe the corner of the room holds the most energy, some people think it houses ghosts, but personally i think it’s just an building by-product.
wall, where everyone hits every once in a while.
Can be your best friend or your worse.
You go in it every time you got in trouble when you were 10.
Sharp ones are the worse, especially in cars.
I always sit in a corner when I was in High school. I have friends, yes but I’m not as popular as them I was one of the wallflowers. Invisible. Yes I was. I have always wanted to prove myself. That I can do things better than those popular than me but I was never given the chance to do it.
The corner.
The corner of the street where you live
That’s where I’ve decided to meet you today
On the street where you live
People may stop and stare at me
But that’s alright
Because I know why I’m there
I’m waiting for you
On the corner
Will you meet me there?
I’m not entirely sure
We’ve shared a passing glance every now and then
But was that enough to coax you out here?
To finally see me?
To know me as a person instead of just another face?
We’ll have to wait and see.
For now I wait
Here on the corner.
I learned two ways to say corner (for three different meanings) in spanish today. One was on my final, even though only the other one had been taught in class (I had a leg up because my dad taught me the other one). I feel like I’m stuck in a corner. My school is a corner. It is always the same. The situations are always the same. The people are always the same. Why can’t someone join me in my lone corner? Or pull me away a la “Dirty Dancing”?
There once was an ant that lived in a corner. His name was steven. Steven liked to eat corn flakes. Theres not rhyme or reason as to why. He just did. Steven was a smart chap. Steven had aspirations to becoming an investment banker. But he can’t for he is an ant.
In the corner of the wall is my former self. lonely, mean, selfish, and unaware of what is happening. Only one person could save me… Yet I ignore him, and continue on with my selfish way and life.. Help me get out of that corner.
She came around the corner, unaware of what would be awaiting her. She had had such a fantastic day so far, everything had gone her way and she was in the best mood she had been in in weeks.
As she turned the corner at the stop sign, she noticed a man sitting there. The man she hadn’t seen since she was an infant.
corner, its on the corner of the screen. no its not one word is at the corner. so is log in. this episode is interesting. oh no they are getting a divorce! noooo! why god why! rofl they are selling it. up got a text from kc. hahaha yay she gave up
“No one puts baby in a corner!” lol I love the movie “Dirty Dancing”. I’ve watched it at least 3 times through and several times in peices. 80s movies are usually good. I watch a them all the time in the summer. Thats another reason why I love the movie “Easy A”. The movie is so cute and the main character, I can never remember her name, is so funny and relatable. The movie may exaggerate the high school scene but it does speak a lot of truth.
The place where the hookers are at. Or on a sign, but watch out, they are sharp, so do not touch them.Do not forget about things being right around the corner, for they will come sooner than you think. Now do your homework, you procrastinator. CORNER. Look it up on urbandictionary, it probably has something to say about it. Probably a weird move in bed. Good luck.
A corner is a place where you go when no one else can see you. Soon, the corner becomes your friend. The corner becomes the only thing that helps you through the day. True courage is finding a way to move out of the corner and into the light, the center of the room.
What do you do when your stuck in a corner? Stuck right in between in what you want and what you deserve. Then what do you do…how do tell the corner from the rest of the room? What wall is what? Where do you get out from the dark…but light…but always changing corner.
I was standing in the corner with my face to the wall because I was talking in class. As I stood there I could smell the paint on the wall and I could hear the snickers of my classmates.
In the corner was an empty bowl. He stared at the bowl and wondered what it had once held. Water for a golden retriever? Cream of Wheat? Conversation? What did they talk about over that bowl?
in the corner was a man. He liked this corner because it made him feel like eating cheese. This man really liked cheese you see so he went to the fridge to get some but when he did he found that all the cheese he had was rotton so he went out and bought some.
Corner’s stab me randomly and they hurt, especially in the eyes. I like corners too though because they help me masturbate. Don’t ask me why though leave things for certain people to have for themselves. I have stopped writing.
There are corners everywhere. They’re all over my screen. They’re on my bed. DEAR GOD THEY’RE ON MY PHONE! Now i feel cornered. AND THE MORE CORNERED I FEEL THE CLOSER THEY GET! I’M NOT READY TO DIE! DEATH IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!!!
Sit. Stuck. Think. Punish. Weep. Cry. Tie me in knots. I saw a whale today. I know it’s unrelated but it’s what I really want to write about. I don’t want to write about the corners that we put ourselves and others into. It’s awful really. This whole corner concept. Corner. Corrode. Crumble. Carcass.
Dark shadows and shady people sit in sad corners. It’s just a sad place. Where people lurk and hide. Where little girls are snatched and taken. Where men are beaten and shot in bad cities. There is no high light.
I sit in a corner. Its lonely and sad. Will I ever leave this corner? I hope…Why am I in the corner? Is anyone else in a corner? Maybe…
i always wonder what’s around the next corner. in a city, in my little town. sometimes I’m afraid, because it could be something that i don’t want to see. or maybe it’s my friends coming back from class? maybe it’s something even better.
i think that a corner is fucking weird and i think that it should be no longer there, i want round rooms like the ass of my girlfriends and i love the roundness of things. this was weird
house place dunce retard corn bbq nerd hmmmmm
awesome yu gi oh sims sims 3.
Just around the corner lies the greatest journey of our lives. All we have to do is take the first step and round it. And when we do, we’ll never believe the view.
I sit in the corner. weeping in sorrow. For the corner is my only friend. But Its a safe haven Enclosed and surrounded by my own body heat. I am comforted by it
I walked over to the corner where she was sitting, curled up with her arms covering her face. I knelt down and whispered into her ear. She looked up, revealing her tear stained face, trying to cover up her red eyes.
The last house on the corner. It’s a white raised ranch with a porch on the front. Nothing special, but it was home. Big corner lot surrounded by a chain link fence that was considered acceptable in that particular neighborhood at that particular time in history.
DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY COOL AND CORNERS IS COOL TOO SO THEY HERP WITH YOU WHICH MAKES U DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS WHICH IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY COOL AND CORNERS IS COOL TOO SO THEY HERP WITH YOU WHICH MAKES U DERP HERPIN ON CORNERS WHICH IS COOL CAUSE LIKE LOL DERPING IS ALREADY
blocks of writing in the street and paintings on the wall of random shit like that. i dont know what i am writing about. i think computer chips are cute. i like toritllas and cute things from japan music is loud and corners are sharp. i like to sing in the shower and scrub.
John had gone mad, 3 days in the room he started to hallucinate from water withdrawal and was trying his best to control his habits. All that was hinted to exit the room was a note giving him the instructions to find the corner. “WHERE IS THE FUCKING CORNER” He started to cry out in despair. The room he had been in. was a circle
The corner of a room is always a pretty weird place. I just feel weird looking at it, maybe it’s some kind of response to what happened in my childhood or something, i don’t know. Some people believe the corner of the room holds the most energy, some people think it houses ghosts, but personally i think it’s just an building by-product.
wall, where everyone hits every once in a while.
Can be your best friend or your worse.
You go in it every time you got in trouble when you were 10.
Sharp ones are the worse, especially in cars.
Corner, it seem stupid but corners are the simplest of things. They say a circle has nor corners, but what if, a circle is the point of a corner
I’m always in a corner. Isolated from everyone around me. They just don’t understand me and sometimes I think it’s because I don’t let them.
I always sit in a corner when I was in High school. I have friends, yes but I’m not as popular as them I was one of the wallflowers. Invisible. Yes I was. I have always wanted to prove myself. That I can do things better than those popular than me but I was never given the chance to do it.
when i turn the corner, the monster is there. it is always there… following me… it won’t give up…. why? what did i do to deserve this torment?
The corner.
The corner of the street where you live
That’s where I’ve decided to meet you today
On the street where you live
People may stop and stare at me
But that’s alright
Because I know why I’m there
I’m waiting for you
On the corner
Will you meet me there?
I’m not entirely sure
We’ve shared a passing glance every now and then
But was that enough to coax you out here?
To finally see me?
To know me as a person instead of just another face?
We’ll have to wait and see.
For now I wait
Here on the corner.
I learned two ways to say corner (for three different meanings) in spanish today. One was on my final, even though only the other one had been taught in class (I had a leg up because my dad taught me the other one). I feel like I’m stuck in a corner. My school is a corner. It is always the same. The situations are always the same. The people are always the same. Why can’t someone join me in my lone corner? Or pull me away a la “Dirty Dancing”?
There once was an ant that lived in a corner. His name was steven. Steven liked to eat corn flakes. Theres not rhyme or reason as to why. He just did. Steven was a smart chap. Steven had aspirations to becoming an investment banker. But he can’t for he is an ant.
In the corner of the wall is my former self. lonely, mean, selfish, and unaware of what is happening. Only one person could save me… Yet I ignore him, and continue on with my selfish way and life.. Help me get out of that corner.
She came around the corner, unaware of what would be awaiting her. She had had such a fantastic day so far, everything had gone her way and she was in the best mood she had been in in weeks.
As she turned the corner at the stop sign, she noticed a man sitting there. The man she hadn’t seen since she was an infant.
Her father.
corner, its on the corner of the screen. no its not one word is at the corner. so is log in. this episode is interesting. oh no they are getting a divorce! noooo! why god why! rofl they are selling it. up got a text from kc. hahaha yay she gave up
“No one puts baby in a corner!” lol I love the movie “Dirty Dancing”. I’ve watched it at least 3 times through and several times in peices. 80s movies are usually good. I watch a them all the time in the summer. Thats another reason why I love the movie “Easy A”. The movie is so cute and the main character, I can never remember her name, is so funny and relatable. The movie may exaggerate the high school scene but it does speak a lot of truth.
I slammed my toe in the corner of a coffee table. It hurt. I don’t much like corners. They bring painful memories of what my toe used to look like.
The place where the hookers are at. Or on a sign, but watch out, they are sharp, so do not touch them.Do not forget about things being right around the corner, for they will come sooner than you think. Now do your homework, you procrastinator. CORNER. Look it up on urbandictionary, it probably has something to say about it. Probably a weird move in bed. Good luck.
A corner is a place where you go when no one else can see you. Soon, the corner becomes your friend. The corner becomes the only thing that helps you through the day. True courage is finding a way to move out of the corner and into the light, the center of the room.
What do you do when your stuck in a corner? Stuck right in between in what you want and what you deserve. Then what do you do…how do tell the corner from the rest of the room? What wall is what? Where do you get out from the dark…but light…but always changing corner.
i just wrote about a corner! this is not fair! why are you cornering me with corners! help me! ill just hide in that circle! theres no corners
I was standing in the corner with my face to the wall because I was talking in class. As I stood there I could smell the paint on the wall and I could hear the snickers of my classmates.
In the corner was an empty bowl. He stared at the bowl and wondered what it had once held. Water for a golden retriever? Cream of Wheat? Conversation? What did they talk about over that bowl?
Trapped and quiet
Closing doors
Darkest corner
Hold me close.
Keep me safe
From all the people
Staring, talking
Human sequel.
Streets have them. Rooms have them. People cut corners — Cheaters.
I live in my own corner of the world. Visitors on occasion, but most of the time I’m here alone.
it is the start and end of a wall or something and is not in a circle is pointy bad kids sit in them it has nothing to do with a monkey.
in the corner was a man. He liked this corner because it made him feel like eating cheese. This man really liked cheese you see so he went to the fridge to get some but when he did he found that all the cheese he had was rotton so he went out and bought some.
Corner’s stab me randomly and they hurt, especially in the eyes. I like corners too though because they help me masturbate. Don’t ask me why though leave things for certain people to have for themselves. I have stopped writing.
There are corners everywhere. They’re all over my screen. They’re on my bed. DEAR GOD THEY’RE ON MY PHONE! Now i feel cornered. AND THE MORE CORNERED I FEEL THE CLOSER THEY GET! I’M NOT READY TO DIE! DEATH IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!!!
Sit. Stuck. Think. Punish. Weep. Cry. Tie me in knots. I saw a whale today. I know it’s unrelated but it’s what I really want to write about. I don’t want to write about the corners that we put ourselves and others into. It’s awful really. This whole corner concept. Corner. Corrode. Crumble. Carcass.
Dark shadows and shady people sit in sad corners. It’s just a sad place. Where people lurk and hide. Where little girls are snatched and taken. Where men are beaten and shot in bad cities. There is no high light.