the drain in the sink is where the water goes down. sometimes hair gets stuck in the shower drain. someones life can go down the drain. or you can drain something out of your life or body like energy or fluids.
Today, I drained my bathtub, hoping I could find my dog in the pipes. To my surprise, he died…It was a sad day in Tokyo. I miss my dearest dog…Mr. Rumple. R.I.P.
A big, long, tubular structure was built by the ancient Romans to solve their sewage problems. This structure, called a “drain,” extended throughout the town and helped sanitation tremendously. It has been copied extensively by many successive civilizations.
As i watched the water go down the drain i wondered how late he was going to work tonight. he had been working alot lately. but its okay, i had a plan. i would kill him… with the very think that trickled down that drain.
The life I had was circling. Circling like the hair that falls from my head at every shower. I now know I have no time left. So the truth is my only companion. The more I tell of it the more I live.
drains are like sinks, they are awesome like pandas but are not as cool as elephants. animals dont have drains but houses do. why do houses have drains ? so that water can be in it ? water is in it so that people can live as humans. but not as animals. this is why they all relate. animals, humans, and drains. yay.
i’m drained. i wish niket was here with me, he revitalizes me and fulfills the emptiness i feel. he fills in the void. i dont know why i have felt so drained in life lately, why i’ve wanted to give up my own life. but what i do know is i would hurt everyone around me so much if i drained the life of my eyes. if i drained my soul out and took my own life.
I HAVE SOMETHING ON MY MIND THAT WON’T STOP HAUNTING MY THOUGHTS. IS SHE THE ONE. DOES SHE MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. OF COURSE SHE DOES. I WANT TO KISS HER LOVE HER. I WISH SHE WOULD COME HOME. SHE IS BEAUTIFUL AND I’M HER GIRLFRIEND. LOVE ME BABY.
I feel so drained today. Life really keeps me that way. Between the girls and school being a single mom is turnigng out more draining than what I ever thought life could be. But Im still kicking! One day ata time I work hard to give them a better life.
Draining. They are draining me. Of happiness. Of everything. But most importantly, of life. It’s a dangerous world out there partner. They will drain you. So watch your back.
“I’ve become voiceless,” I confessed. “Every day, I try to communicate, but nothing comes out right. I feel as if I were mute, for what it’s worth. I’ve been drained of all the words I used to have.”
The creature beside me said nothing at first, and I felt a sudden terror that he had lost his speech as well before he took my hands in his.
“Then find a new way to speak.”
draining life,
effervescent time, she sees nothing but eggshells and dripping rain.
Her life, flies,
faeries scatter about, her mind is wasted.
She is nothing but fluttering wings and soft dirt of the earth, drained up,
A drain is a everyday common object that keeps allows us to live a more civilized life than that of our forefathers. Even though we hardly ever think about its important, we need it for our everyday lives.
The moment the drain emptied we saw that there was a bigger problem than anticipated. Not only was there cat hair but there was a part of the cat! The tail had just come off and was clogging more than the hair was. We had to see if the cat was right. 8 lives left on that cat’s tail at least.
THE DRAIN IS SO FULL OF ALL THE DIRTY HAIR LEFT BY JENNY ITS DISGUSTING ONE TIME I THOUGHT I MIGHT THROW UP PICKING UP ALL THAT DAMP HAIR. THE DRAIN GETS CLOGGED PRETTY EASILY SINCE SHE ALWAYS JUST WASHES DOWN WITH THE WATER WHEN SHE SHOWERS.
I was standing there questioning the reflection I saw in front of me, I took a moment to really search who I didn’t want to portray and in that moment I threw her down the drain.
And there my life went like the water down the drain after you’re done taking a bath. It was all because of that one teensy decision that had caused me to rocket down this wild path through an uncharted fen only to go flying over the edge of a cliff at the very end, just like in cartoons.
when I drain my brain to think of something to say, I gotta get rid of the pain with no strain so she won’t complain on the trip to the factory with the tip off my trajectory like a space traveler flying through time with a party reveler.
a big drain on my life is people who think the nice things you do for them are actually against them and are trying to hurt them. It makes me want to just stop doing nice things for people. When someone does something nice for you but you don’t appreciate it, just pretend you do, because they started with good intentions.
drains are things that are found in bathtubs and sinks…and also in my heart. There is a drain at the bottom of my heart that is slowly making me fall for the wrong guys and is sucking the love straight out of my heart and soul and I’m afraid of it. i really am.
Pull the plug and let it all unwind. Let it all collapse as though it had nothing to stand on in the first place. Fall like a ragdoll, fall like something that didn’t have any legs at all.
Broken.
Broken, swished, spat, and sunken. I’m watching you swirl, I’m watching you fall away.
Down the drain, away from me forever. And ever. And ever.
And I can’t bat an eye or say anything different. I walk away, I walk away. No steps. No stopping. No remorse.
Two things come to mind when I think about the word drain: 1) the massive amounts of long, brown hair that clusters together in the shower drain I share with my roommate, and 2) the innumerable exhausting aspects of a career in teaching.
The drain was clogged once again. It was frustrating really, how much hair managed to go down the damn drain every time she showered. How is it she wasn’t bald yet? She sighed and made a mental note to stop and pick up drain cleaner on her way home from the gym, along with gum and tampons… everything a 20 year old girl needs.
Watching the rain fall past the window, watching the tears fall down the drain. The boy stands as a nueance, with a mind full of hate and an empty soul
I drain my life away with every moment that passes on the clock. dials turning, life ebbing, the drain of my self from myself is not able to be stopped. It continues, pulling my life from me.
It simultaneously drained and revitalized him, this stage life– he was running on empty and jittery with electricity at the same time. He loved and he hated it but mostly he loved it, and sometimes after consecutive days of touring, whenever he had spare time he’d flop down in the nearest chair and just space out. Separate the colors and noise and crowds swirling around his mind, the constant babble ready to burst out from him and drive him insane. He would close his eyes, give in to the crescendo, let it consume him, and then– after– he felt clear again, his lines redefined, no longer shaky and tenuous. He could breathe.
sink. water. brothers. Mr. Biondo. My dad. There was this one time where I threw my dinosaurs in the toilet when I was 3. I was so mad at my brother for some reason so…I threw my own dinosaurs?? I konw deosn’t make sense. IT’s weir.d The worst week of my life. I felt exhausted and drained my own mental capacity to live. The oine week. I hated that week. I knew that week would kill me somehow. and I ‘ve never forgotten it. Is the 6- seconds over?? My friend Claire. She’s always the person to ask and consult things. She knows me better than anyone else. She would know…basically anything because of her brother.
How could it happen? How cold that one week happen? toilets. Andrew. shower. larva..sticky gross larva that made me afraid to take a shower for weeks when I was young.
You drain me. You take all the life right out of me. And yet I snuggle right up to you. I force my love on you, waiting for you to love me back. But you just suck my life force right out of me. You’re such a leech. I hate every minute of you. But there are tiny perfect seconds when you love me to.
the drain of my shower always becomes clogged. it gets so frusturating because after a few weeks the water starts to pile up and i have to stand in it while taking a shower because im too lazy. then it becomes too bad i can’t even pee in the shower which is really annoying.
Love drains from you like a house slowly losing electricity. I can see my heart opening, gaping like a tub drain. Energy, happiness, faith, circling. Because he’s so far away.
It makes sense. It is time to drain out the murkiness. But I simply can not. I simply adore the murkiness, the madness, the instability. I simply adore you and there is nothing that I can physically drain to make you go away.
the drain in the sink is where the water goes down. sometimes hair gets stuck in the shower drain. someones life can go down the drain. or you can drain something out of your life or body like energy or fluids.
ashamed! i should go drain my self into water
Today, I drained my bathtub, hoping I could find my dog in the pipes. To my surprise, he died…It was a sad day in Tokyo. I miss my dearest dog…Mr. Rumple. R.I.P.
A big, long, tubular structure was built by the ancient Romans to solve their sewage problems. This structure, called a “drain,” extended throughout the town and helped sanitation tremendously. It has been copied extensively by many successive civilizations.
As i watched the water go down the drain i wondered how late he was going to work tonight. he had been working alot lately. but its okay, i had a plan. i would kill him… with the very think that trickled down that drain.
I used to wash my face over the summer, and discover that I looked unusually pale.
60 not enough time
drains away fast
tornado in the tub of life
time
drains
slow first but speeds
The life I had was circling. Circling like the hair that falls from my head at every shower. I now know I have no time left. So the truth is my only companion. The more I tell of it the more I live.
drains are like sinks, they are awesome like pandas but are not as cool as elephants. animals dont have drains but houses do. why do houses have drains ? so that water can be in it ? water is in it so that people can live as humans. but not as animals. this is why they all relate. animals, humans, and drains. yay.
i’m drained. i wish niket was here with me, he revitalizes me and fulfills the emptiness i feel. he fills in the void. i dont know why i have felt so drained in life lately, why i’ve wanted to give up my own life. but what i do know is i would hurt everyone around me so much if i drained the life of my eyes. if i drained my soul out and took my own life.
They are ily clogged, and are commonly found in kitchens and bathrooms.
I HAVE SOMETHING ON MY MIND THAT WON’T STOP HAUNTING MY THOUGHTS. IS SHE THE ONE. DOES SHE MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. OF COURSE SHE DOES. I WANT TO KISS HER LOVE HER. I WISH SHE WOULD COME HOME. SHE IS BEAUTIFUL AND I’M HER GIRLFRIEND. LOVE ME BABY.
I feel so drained today. Life really keeps me that way. Between the girls and school being a single mom is turnigng out more draining than what I ever thought life could be. But Im still kicking! One day ata time I work hard to give them a better life.
My brains been drained, I can’t make more mistakes.
Draining. They are draining me. Of happiness. Of everything. But most importantly, of life. It’s a dangerous world out there partner. They will drain you. So watch your back.
“I’ve become voiceless,” I confessed. “Every day, I try to communicate, but nothing comes out right. I feel as if I were mute, for what it’s worth. I’ve been drained of all the words I used to have.”
The creature beside me said nothing at first, and I felt a sudden terror that he had lost his speech as well before he took my hands in his.
“Then find a new way to speak.”
draining life,
effervescent time, she sees nothing but eggshells and dripping rain.
Her life, flies,
faeries scatter about, her mind is wasted.
She is nothing but fluttering wings and soft dirt of the earth, drained up,
A drain is a everyday common object that keeps allows us to live a more civilized life than that of our forefathers. Even though we hardly ever think about its important, we need it for our everyday lives.
The moment the drain emptied we saw that there was a bigger problem than anticipated. Not only was there cat hair but there was a part of the cat! The tail had just come off and was clogging more than the hair was. We had to see if the cat was right. 8 lives left on that cat’s tail at least.
THE DRAIN IS SO FULL OF ALL THE DIRTY HAIR LEFT BY JENNY ITS DISGUSTING ONE TIME I THOUGHT I MIGHT THROW UP PICKING UP ALL THAT DAMP HAIR. THE DRAIN GETS CLOGGED PRETTY EASILY SINCE SHE ALWAYS JUST WASHES DOWN WITH THE WATER WHEN SHE SHOWERS.
down the wormhole of the universe into a sludgy slimey spindle of cancerous tenticles
I was standing there questioning the reflection I saw in front of me, I took a moment to really search who I didn’t want to portray and in that moment I threw her down the drain.
Down the drain, down the rabbit hole, garbage disposal. Into the blue birdhouse. Again.
Here is where she had first met that man, seventeen years ago. It was as if she hadn’t grown.
And there my life went like the water down the drain after you’re done taking a bath. It was all because of that one teensy decision that had caused me to rocket down this wild path through an uncharted fen only to go flying over the edge of a cliff at the very end, just like in cartoons.
when I drain my brain to think of something to say, I gotta get rid of the pain with no strain so she won’t complain on the trip to the factory with the tip off my trajectory like a space traveler flying through time with a party reveler.
a big drain on my life is people who think the nice things you do for them are actually against them and are trying to hurt them. It makes me want to just stop doing nice things for people. When someone does something nice for you but you don’t appreciate it, just pretend you do, because they started with good intentions.
drains are things that are found in bathtubs and sinks…and also in my heart. There is a drain at the bottom of my heart that is slowly making me fall for the wrong guys and is sucking the love straight out of my heart and soul and I’m afraid of it. i really am.
Pull the plug and let it all unwind. Let it all collapse as though it had nothing to stand on in the first place. Fall like a ragdoll, fall like something that didn’t have any legs at all.
Broken.
Broken, swished, spat, and sunken. I’m watching you swirl, I’m watching you fall away.
Down the drain, away from me forever. And ever. And ever.
And I can’t bat an eye or say anything different. I walk away, I walk away. No steps. No stopping. No remorse.
I’m not rinsing anything after that one.
Never.
It isnt anything to want to venture down, however, at first glance it appears to something to avoid.
Two things come to mind when I think about the word drain: 1) the massive amounts of long, brown hair that clusters together in the shower drain I share with my roommate, and 2) the innumerable exhausting aspects of a career in teaching.
The drain was clogged once again. It was frustrating really, how much hair managed to go down the damn drain every time she showered. How is it she wasn’t bald yet? She sighed and made a mental note to stop and pick up drain cleaner on her way home from the gym, along with gum and tampons… everything a 20 year old girl needs.
Watching the rain fall past the window, watching the tears fall down the drain. The boy stands as a nueance, with a mind full of hate and an empty soul
I drain my life away with every moment that passes on the clock. dials turning, life ebbing, the drain of my self from myself is not able to be stopped. It continues, pulling my life from me.
School, work, familial obligations and the multitude of other things we throw at ourselves in daily life.
Leave them.
Leave them where you left them and move on from that point in the path that your head gets stuck in for longer than your legs can hold.
It simultaneously drained and revitalized him, this stage life– he was running on empty and jittery with electricity at the same time. He loved and he hated it but mostly he loved it, and sometimes after consecutive days of touring, whenever he had spare time he’d flop down in the nearest chair and just space out. Separate the colors and noise and crowds swirling around his mind, the constant babble ready to burst out from him and drive him insane. He would close his eyes, give in to the crescendo, let it consume him, and then– after– he felt clear again, his lines redefined, no longer shaky and tenuous. He could breathe.
sink. water. brothers. Mr. Biondo. My dad. There was this one time where I threw my dinosaurs in the toilet when I was 3. I was so mad at my brother for some reason so…I threw my own dinosaurs?? I konw deosn’t make sense. IT’s weir.d The worst week of my life. I felt exhausted and drained my own mental capacity to live. The oine week. I hated that week. I knew that week would kill me somehow. and I ‘ve never forgotten it. Is the 6- seconds over?? My friend Claire. She’s always the person to ask and consult things. She knows me better than anyone else. She would know…basically anything because of her brother.
How could it happen? How cold that one week happen? toilets. Andrew. shower. larva..sticky gross larva that made me afraid to take a shower for weeks when I was young.
You drain me. You take all the life right out of me. And yet I snuggle right up to you. I force my love on you, waiting for you to love me back. But you just suck my life force right out of me. You’re such a leech. I hate every minute of you. But there are tiny perfect seconds when you love me to.
the drain of my shower always becomes clogged. it gets so frusturating because after a few weeks the water starts to pile up and i have to stand in it while taking a shower because im too lazy. then it becomes too bad i can’t even pee in the shower which is really annoying.
Love drains from you like a house slowly losing electricity. I can see my heart opening, gaping like a tub drain. Energy, happiness, faith, circling. Because he’s so far away.
It makes sense. It is time to drain out the murkiness. But I simply can not. I simply adore the murkiness, the madness, the instability. I simply adore you and there is nothing that I can physically drain to make you go away.