Covered. is covered. Spongebob!
The lid patrick the lid!
to cover the jar
she’s a jar
with a heavy lid this is no longer personal because i keep my feelings covered. and now i don’t know what to say i’ve revealed too much covered.
Magazines, make-up and mirrors cover the floor. She peers into yet another bag full of foundation, hoping to find that something extra she thinks her skin needs. When she finally finds another one she applies a large dollop, seeking to cover yet more invisible blemishes. Fake eyelashes, eye-liner, eye shadow, blusher and lipstick later she feels prepared. Ready to face the harsh judgement of strangers.
They all wear war-paint nowadays.
They were brothers since junior school and had covered each others back but now someone had glued them together face to face no one to cover their backs.
His face was covered with mud, she wiped it off with a towel and looked him in the eyes while she covered her eyes and said “you smell”. He should have covered his ears when he heard that but instead he covered her mouth and said “I got you flowers covered in a plastic wrapper”
This is the topic. To be snuggled in and all “COVERED”. In these times that are hard and only getting harder, the effortlessness of the snuggling in is the last great bastion of childhood. For me it is the divine.
My body is covered in leaves. Camouflage. I am half covered in mud as well, my hair soaking up the dampness from the puddle of water it lies in. They draw nearer. My heart beats at an unimaginable quickness; I am barely able to hear anything above its thunder.
The boy covered his body on the girl.
“Stay quiet. Or they’ll catch us,” the boy whispered.
A group of soldiers came running past them. One noticed something wrong in their directions. Please don’t let them find us, the boy thought. Keep her safe, he thought.
He is no longer covered by the sheet, it has been kicked off and balled in the corner of his big boy bed. his curly blond hair is matted to his face and his feet are tucked up under him. His mother bends over and tenderly pulls the sheet back into place.
Their nude bodies are covered by one thin bed sheet, tracing their outlines. She could feel the mattress shake with his lazy breathes and the heat emanating from his quiescent body. She studied his stubbled face. There was something so irresistibly magnetic about his expression whilst he laid asleep; a hunter showing an innocence of the hunted. It was an innocence unknown to any other. She felt unique, just as he always made her feel. A smile crept up her cheeks. She huddled closer to him before melting into a deep slumber, the first of many.
He covered me in a blanket, trying to soothe my shivers. I hadn’t ever jumped into a freezing lake before, it wasn’t like me. But really.. I just wanted to see if he would care. If he would come after me. He did, and now I have to suffer hypothermia with the knowledge that I am apparently suicidal. He doesn’t seem to mind though..
I covered a distance of 30 miles in under and hour. You bet I couldn’t be on foot. What vehicle could run 30 mph. It must be a car or a bike. But it’s neither. It’s a bicycle.
“We have covered all the material that’s going to be on the test,” Mr. Philip said, “Therefore the rest of the period is free. However, I recommend you work on this worksheet of challenge problems that I have specially prepared.”
“Will those be on the test?”
“No. They are just for your personal mathematical edification.”
The students took the worksheets, drew curly bubbles around the math symbols, wrote “that’s a very sexy s” pointing to the integral sign before e^x, and then turned in their worksheets on the way out the door, for Mr. Philip’s edification.
the bed is covered with a blanket . the blanket is red and has stripes. i want to caver the cat with it to keep it warm because it is cold in the house.
Something that is under something else. It may be safe there. Or hiding. “Covered” is a word which brings some feeling to my mind, but i can’t tell what. Too little time.
I covered the basket and collected my thoughts on my way out the door. Stepping down the brick steps I moved quickly down the long winding driveway, eager not to miss the ride.
Your love. It smothers me, makes me not want to breath anything else. It’s like I’m wearing a gas mask and only your love is filtered inside. Give me your love, I don’t want to be chasing a ghost any longer. I’m tired of being alone. Give me your love. Smother me.
umm it is a word that means something is obscured or unobtainable or wearing a condom. It could also be the name of a really sexy swedish detective series. I think we should make that.
I covered up the body with a thick, wool blanket. I worried that maybe she not naturally. Why would anyone want to ruin a beautiful body like this? Anyone would be able to pleasure themselves to this body..
Is it all true? Is it really gone? I thought it would all turn out to be okay, and visible forever. I thought it’s remains would be available to me for years and years to come. But apparently I was wrong.. It’s all different now. Everything has changed. It’s covered..
as she lay there, withering away into the fragments of dust, the became covered with the dead leaves falling from trees and the snow that dances like ballerinas as it fell from the sky,
but she didn’t notice.
and she didn’t care.
I woke up, and something felt out of place. I attempted to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. I reevaluated the situation. I felt…heavy. I felt like I was coated with something. I tried to stand. I couldn’t. What was happening? I couldn’t breathe.
i’ve got you covered. covered like a blanket, a duvet, a cup of coffee covered in sweet cream froth. warm and sweet and dreamy, covered in dreams, cloud cover.
Dark, ominous clouds surged ahead. It was a mad rush for time.
“To the tunnel! Get us into the tunnel!” screeched the figure from the back. Mako floored the accelerator, before skidding to a stop once we entered the dilapidated structure. The booming rumbles had started. But we’re safe now. We’re covered.
Covered in the disgust that is brought to mind by absence. Thinking only about the need to have memory coating every step on the way to the real world. To that life set out and determined to make someone desire and crave. What is the use of craving something that is supposed to be so great if the thought of it ruins independent dreams held so dear.
She only saw for a second but she knew what they were up to. She could easily identify the strangely sweet smell of sweat and the loud panting of two worn out teenagers.
Covered? Covered means not emerged but surrounded by. Completely absorbed by. Masked by. Disguised by.
Covered. is covered. Spongebob!
The lid patrick the lid!
to cover the jar
she’s a jar
with a heavy lid this is no longer personal because i keep my feelings covered. and now i don’t know what to say i’ve revealed too much covered.
Magazines, make-up and mirrors cover the floor. She peers into yet another bag full of foundation, hoping to find that something extra she thinks her skin needs. When she finally finds another one she applies a large dollop, seeking to cover yet more invisible blemishes. Fake eyelashes, eye-liner, eye shadow, blusher and lipstick later she feels prepared. Ready to face the harsh judgement of strangers.
They all wear war-paint nowadays.
They were brothers since junior school and had covered each others back but now someone had glued them together face to face no one to cover their backs.
His face was covered with mud, she wiped it off with a towel and looked him in the eyes while she covered her eyes and said “you smell”. He should have covered his ears when he heard that but instead he covered her mouth and said “I got you flowers covered in a plastic wrapper”
This is the topic. To be snuggled in and all “COVERED”. In these times that are hard and only getting harder, the effortlessness of the snuggling in is the last great bastion of childhood. For me it is the divine.
The tundra is now bright red, though soon and too soon it will be covered in brilliant white. Snow, the enemy of a prospector.
My body is covered in leaves. Camouflage. I am half covered in mud as well, my hair soaking up the dampness from the puddle of water it lies in. They draw nearer. My heart beats at an unimaginable quickness; I am barely able to hear anything above its thunder.
The boy covered his body on the girl.
“Stay quiet. Or they’ll catch us,” the boy whispered.
A group of soldiers came running past them. One noticed something wrong in their directions. Please don’t let them find us, the boy thought. Keep her safe, he thought.
He is no longer covered by the sheet, it has been kicked off and balled in the corner of his big boy bed. his curly blond hair is matted to his face and his feet are tucked up under him. His mother bends over and tenderly pulls the sheet back into place.
i was covered in sheet. sleeping. falling. down. down. down. down into dreamland. hush…
Their nude bodies are covered by one thin bed sheet, tracing their outlines. She could feel the mattress shake with his lazy breathes and the heat emanating from his quiescent body. She studied his stubbled face. There was something so irresistibly magnetic about his expression whilst he laid asleep; a hunter showing an innocence of the hunted. It was an innocence unknown to any other. She felt unique, just as he always made her feel. A smile crept up her cheeks. She huddled closer to him before melting into a deep slumber, the first of many.
It wasn’t much of a thing to her
but it meant something to me
the way she put her hand on mine
and told me
that she
wanted
to die.
I didn’t feel it then as much as now.
It’s hard to say it but
I wish she would have
done it.
I feel like I’ve covered all the bases in my life…no i havent, if i had, I’d be able to type for real.. My jeyboard is pitiful..
He covered me in a blanket, trying to soothe my shivers. I hadn’t ever jumped into a freezing lake before, it wasn’t like me. But really.. I just wanted to see if he would care. If he would come after me. He did, and now I have to suffer hypothermia with the knowledge that I am apparently suicidal. He doesn’t seem to mind though..
I covered a distance of 30 miles in under and hour. You bet I couldn’t be on foot. What vehicle could run 30 mph. It must be a car or a bike. But it’s neither. It’s a bicycle.
“We have covered all the material that’s going to be on the test,” Mr. Philip said, “Therefore the rest of the period is free. However, I recommend you work on this worksheet of challenge problems that I have specially prepared.”
“Will those be on the test?”
“No. They are just for your personal mathematical edification.”
The students took the worksheets, drew curly bubbles around the math symbols, wrote “that’s a very sexy s” pointing to the integral sign before e^x, and then turned in their worksheets on the way out the door, for Mr. Philip’s edification.
the bed is covered with a blanket . the blanket is red and has stripes. i want to caver the cat with it to keep it warm because it is cold in the house.
Something that is under something else. It may be safe there. Or hiding. “Covered” is a word which brings some feeling to my mind, but i can’t tell what. Too little time.
I covered the basket and collected my thoughts on my way out the door. Stepping down the brick steps I moved quickly down the long winding driveway, eager not to miss the ride.
Your love. It smothers me, makes me not want to breath anything else. It’s like I’m wearing a gas mask and only your love is filtered inside. Give me your love, I don’t want to be chasing a ghost any longer. I’m tired of being alone. Give me your love. Smother me.
umm it is a word that means something is obscured or unobtainable or wearing a condom. It could also be the name of a really sexy swedish detective series. I think we should make that.
me in the bed covered with blanked.War,soldiers fighting.Leaf,autumn.bank.Simple as that things that fly around.
I covered my face with the large piece of cloth. “How the heck will they notice me anyway? What’s the point of this?” I complained to my caretaker.
He replied, “Just do it!” and we got in the car and left.
I covered up the body with a thick, wool blanket. I worried that maybe she not naturally. Why would anyone want to ruin a beautiful body like this? Anyone would be able to pleasure themselves to this body..
I approached the covered bridge with trepidation. Would life ever be the same if I crossed through?
A word used to indicate when something is behind, under or in something else.
Example:
My foot got covered in snow.
my face is covered with chocolate cake and it was delicious and i want another piece. my baby wants one too cuz its sooo delicious yumm yumm yumm
I was covered in blood when I stepped out from the butcher’s shop. What I had witnessed in there, in one should ever have to see…
Is it all true? Is it really gone? I thought it would all turn out to be okay, and visible forever. I thought it’s remains would be available to me for years and years to come. But apparently I was wrong.. It’s all different now. Everything has changed. It’s covered..
as she lay there, withering away into the fragments of dust, the became covered with the dead leaves falling from trees and the snow that dances like ballerinas as it fell from the sky,
but she didn’t notice.
and she didn’t care.
I’m drawing a blank!!! I covered my dog wow i don’t know
I woke up, and something felt out of place. I attempted to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. I reevaluated the situation. I felt…heavy. I felt like I was coated with something. I tried to stand. I couldn’t. What was happening? I couldn’t breathe.
I covered my wife when we make love in bed. Sex with her was amazing and “cheery” if you know what I mean :D She suck my cook! I love it!
i’ve got you covered. covered like a blanket, a duvet, a cup of coffee covered in sweet cream froth. warm and sweet and dreamy, covered in dreams, cloud cover.
Covered and stuck,
I’ve run in to this luck,
With thick and unmoving,
Breathing soothing warm muck
Dark, ominous clouds surged ahead. It was a mad rush for time.
“To the tunnel! Get us into the tunnel!” screeched the figure from the back. Mako floored the accelerator, before skidding to a stop once we entered the dilapidated structure. The booming rumbles had started. But we’re safe now. We’re covered.
Covered in the disgust that is brought to mind by absence. Thinking only about the need to have memory coating every step on the way to the real world. To that life set out and determined to make someone desire and crave. What is the use of craving something that is supposed to be so great if the thought of it ruins independent dreams held so dear.
“Oh my gosh!” She exclaimed, covering her eyes.
She only saw for a second but she knew what they were up to. She could easily identify the strangely sweet smell of sweat and the loud panting of two worn out teenagers.
Covered up everywhere. Her beauty was hidden by a black veil that she wore outdoors, everything but her eyes. Sometimes it was liberating.