They were deep in my bones, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of my skin. I felt like breaking, like breaking until my bones snapped out of my skin and dropped onto the ground like the fragile things they were, but you were there and looking at me, and you wouldn’t have let me explode that way. You would hold on to me when my bones were breaking.
Fractures are similar to a break. It’s like barely breaking something, but the break is still there. A fracture is noticeable. Just because it’s barely a break doesn’t mean the person or thing being broken doesn’t feel it. Anything can be broken.. trust, friendships, relationships, bones.. anything.
Bone Fractures… Ugh, it feels so weird to visualize a bone breaking. Does your heart go through fractures. I feel that they do because your heart breaks so many times in your life and only people who never get to repair their heart go to the psychologist. No wonder there’s nobody to fix fractures in the heart because doctors only know how to fix the outside, not the deep inside troubles that bother you.
None of the doctors know that outside fractures happen because of inside fractures… I hope they know soon…
fractures. all around me. cracks in the floor where my dreams and my loves and my hopes keep falling through. but im afraid of those fractures too much to stop it. afraid i’ll lose more if i try to step forward, step over, or jump into a new room. so i choose a slow death over a perceived one that may not be.
Fractures in time are like when Bernard has pressed the stop button on his watch. everything breaks for one moment however you can decide how to fits it and restore time. Fractures are like gifts.
The color of the fractures was purple like Barney. Like the rain coat I bought at Target. I should have waited until I landed in Japan. The endless aisles of rain boots of every color.
painful things. the facture in the rock that causes the hydrocarbon to rise up. the fracture in the bone when it is hit. imagine the fractured bones of millions lying in the aftermath of war. makes me think of those explicit scenes o
there mirror of my mind
is broken
like me
it has fractures where
there should be complete
memories
disjointed thoughts
consume my attempts
to look to the past
and make sense
of a life not well lived
I’ve never had any bone fractures before. It surprises me, really – they seem really common. I’ve known tons of people who’ve fractured something – several in my own family, even! It’s not really worth anything, just an odd little fact. I’ve never fractured or broken a bone before.
The fractures appeared in the wall, indicating that all was not well.. We had to abandon the plan to rebuild on the same spot that our former house was located. What a pity.
Painful, breaking fractures in bones, injuries not fully snapped/broke. Happens during accidents and activities and when hurt. Or when an object is broken its could fracture or chip.
there are some moments in time he thinks back on their childhood and adventures they went on together. just little moments, little frissons of time. one in particular when they were just boys; climbing trees and his brother fell out. plummeted to the ground and fell on his arm–he’d never heard a sound so sickening.
bones and hurt and sad and casts and hospitals which are scary because of doctors and lots of pain. People sign this cast you have. and sports and dangerous and people worry because you are hurt and people then treat you differently because you are hurt and you cant do all the things you could do for a while
As i am not natively english im not totally sure i know what fractures are, but i think it means pieces of something that has been broken or maybe a very small part of something
i have broken many bones, between five and seven, and it is not pleasant. There is a difference between a fracture and a break in regards to bones but I am not sure of the difference or of which i did. Just be fucking careful cos they hurt like shit aye!!!! so yeah, peace out brudda and dont break nothing
The white thing on which people write love messages and play tit tat toe, its fun! I wish it recovers fast, but people give so much love is one has a fracture!
Tiny fractures, like splinters in the palm, like cracks in the glass. Every action applies the pressure, every fault shakes the foundation, every word works the pain outward from the heart. And that’s exactly where the damage is, and that’s exactly what’ll break first.
ice splits and bones fall into the abyss lines of communication fade to yesterday
if it would have been true that that goodbye was it-it splintered time and me-fractal diamond mezzotint intermezzo-the superman earthquake and extract the lois lane time warp-does space crack
Bone fractures were the last he saw of his mother. She had tripped down the stairs and off she went into heaven. So her body was a poor broken thing, and it had fractures everywhere. Where do we get all these mysterious words anyway, and who comes up with them? Why does it have to be fractures today, of all days, and why only after I write a story of when a boy eats his mother?
I can see the fine cracks forming in her impenetrable mask, the fractures in her personality beginning to show. The way her smile seems too bright and wobbles at the edges, loose as though suspended from a broken hinge. The way she is always so eager to please, always trying so hard to be sought after and desired speaks volumes of the mask she’s crafted for herself. She doesn’t want to be left vulnerable, but doesn’t want to be lonesome, so she makes her mask in the image of someone else she thinks is likeable and hides who she really is behind this fractured, splintered second skin. Fault lines form in it when she finds herself unsatisfied in her life, living a life that’s not her own because she is afraid to live her life as herself and for herself.
brittle bones. doctors don’t embellish the truth; it is as bad as it sounds. perhaps even worse. she cried six thousand tears & then went to bed, exhausted by her imagination screaming ideas of what could happen.
Fissures in bones and broken tensions in relationships.
Nothing good could come from a crack. It broke my mother’s back after all.. so don’t step on a crack in a sidewalk. Didn’t childhood games teach you anything?
Fissures in bones and broken tensions in relationships. Nothing good could come from a crack. It broke my mother’s back after all. So don’t step on a crack
I stare at the boy. They say he has fractures in his skull from the blow. “He won’t make it past the night,” they keep murmuring to themselves. I hear it all. I always do. Even when I do not know the person, I hear. I guess that’s the life of a spirit living in a hospital. I wonder if he’ll join me. It’d be nice to have a companion, and he’s cute.
He came from the hospital devastated about the fractures in his leg rendering it useless for upcoming soccer tryouts. He had always been the forward on his team, now he was afraid he was letting his teammates down.
i fractured my arm once. I was about 10 years old, and it sucked. I’d never damaged a bone before, so it was a new experience for me. I had a bit of an obsession with climbing trees, so naturally, after a while of climbing (a few months?) I fell. I had a constant, deep pain going through my arm, and it was quite sharp.
how the body breaks down. relationships also fracture when two people can’t live together anymore and they are forced to break apart. It is also the human condition. we are imperfect
When you have plantar faciatis you have to be careful because you can get tiny little fractures on the bottom of your foot. It’s amazing, something you can barely see can cripple you. Just like how someone you barely got to love can break your heart. We’re not tough, but we keep going anyway.
All the little fractures
are meant
to let the light in
and every little break, every discontinuity in my wholeness
is just to remind me
that the universe comes through me
and I was never whole without it anyway
they occur in side the body bones can fracture. also in ornaments they can fracture you can fracture teeth you can fracture cups. fractured ground and fractured wall and bones and toes and arms, fingers knuckles and cheekbones.
They were deep in my bones, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of my skin. I felt like breaking, like breaking until my bones snapped out of my skin and dropped onto the ground like the fragile things they were, but you were there and looking at me, and you wouldn’t have let me explode that way. You would hold on to me when my bones were breaking.
Fractures are similar to a break. It’s like barely breaking something, but the break is still there. A fracture is noticeable. Just because it’s barely a break doesn’t mean the person or thing being broken doesn’t feel it. Anything can be broken.. trust, friendships, relationships, bones.. anything.
Bone Fractures… Ugh, it feels so weird to visualize a bone breaking. Does your heart go through fractures. I feel that they do because your heart breaks so many times in your life and only people who never get to repair their heart go to the psychologist. No wonder there’s nobody to fix fractures in the heart because doctors only know how to fix the outside, not the deep inside troubles that bother you.
None of the doctors know that outside fractures happen because of inside fractures… I hope they know soon…
FracTures
In her personality
Allow the rain in
Cooling and soothing
The rush of blood
fractures. all around me. cracks in the floor where my dreams and my loves and my hopes keep falling through. but im afraid of those fractures too much to stop it. afraid i’ll lose more if i try to step forward, step over, or jump into a new room. so i choose a slow death over a perceived one that may not be.
Fractures in time are like when Bernard has pressed the stop button on his watch. everything breaks for one moment however you can decide how to fits it and restore time. Fractures are like gifts.
Shit happens.
You fall.
You break bones.
Ouch!
Stop it!
My cast is not a drawing board!
Oh how I wish I could scratch my arm.
My heart is in fractuures, not the kind you can set or fix either. Pieces went everywhere, I’ll never get them all back. Maybe I’m not supposed to.
“Fractures. A clean cut will allow it to heal faster.”
“It won’t! It won’t! That book is killing me mentally! I’ve tried burning it, but it’s no use!”
–from a victim of a horrible book series.
the same word again appears on the screen and my expectations are fractures on my lap. they are pieces of bread. you cannot feed me.
The color of the fractures was purple like Barney. Like the rain coat I bought at Target. I should have waited until I landed in Japan. The endless aisles of rain boots of every color.
painful things. the facture in the rock that causes the hydrocarbon to rise up. the fracture in the bone when it is hit. imagine the fractured bones of millions lying in the aftermath of war. makes me think of those explicit scenes o
there mirror of my mind
is broken
like me
it has fractures where
there should be complete
memories
disjointed thoughts
consume my attempts
to look to the past
and make sense
of a life not well lived
I’ve never had any bone fractures before. It surprises me, really – they seem really common. I’ve known tons of people who’ve fractured something – several in my own family, even! It’s not really worth anything, just an odd little fact. I’ve never fractured or broken a bone before.
The fractures appeared in the wall, indicating that all was not well.. We had to abandon the plan to rebuild on the same spot that our former house was located. What a pity.
Painful, breaking fractures in bones, injuries not fully snapped/broke. Happens during accidents and activities and when hurt. Or when an object is broken its could fracture or chip.
there are some moments in time he thinks back on their childhood and adventures they went on together. just little moments, little frissons of time. one in particular when they were just boys; climbing trees and his brother fell out. plummeted to the ground and fell on his arm–he’d never heard a sound so sickening.
fractures whoaa!! when i see this word it kinda scares me because i know the pain of fracture .It really hurts.
bones and hurt and sad and casts and hospitals which are scary because of doctors and lots of pain. People sign this cast you have. and sports and dangerous and people worry because you are hurt and people then treat you differently because you are hurt and you cant do all the things you could do for a while
As i am not natively english im not totally sure i know what fractures are, but i think it means pieces of something that has been broken or maybe a very small part of something
i have broken many bones, between five and seven, and it is not pleasant. There is a difference between a fracture and a break in regards to bones but I am not sure of the difference or of which i did. Just be fucking careful cos they hurt like shit aye!!!! so yeah, peace out brudda and dont break nothing
The white thing on which people write love messages and play tit tat toe, its fun! I wish it recovers fast, but people give so much love is one has a fracture!
Tiny fractures, like splinters in the palm, like cracks in the glass. Every action applies the pressure, every fault shakes the foundation, every word works the pain outward from the heart. And that’s exactly where the damage is, and that’s exactly what’ll break first.
ice splits and bones fall into the abyss lines of communication fade to yesterday
if it would have been true that that goodbye was it-it splintered time and me-fractal diamond mezzotint intermezzo-the superman earthquake and extract the lois lane time warp-does space crack
Bone fractures were the last he saw of his mother. She had tripped down the stairs and off she went into heaven. So her body was a poor broken thing, and it had fractures everywhere. Where do we get all these mysterious words anyway, and who comes up with them? Why does it have to be fractures today, of all days, and why only after I write a story of when a boy eats his mother?
I can see the fine cracks forming in her impenetrable mask, the fractures in her personality beginning to show. The way her smile seems too bright and wobbles at the edges, loose as though suspended from a broken hinge. The way she is always so eager to please, always trying so hard to be sought after and desired speaks volumes of the mask she’s crafted for herself. She doesn’t want to be left vulnerable, but doesn’t want to be lonesome, so she makes her mask in the image of someone else she thinks is likeable and hides who she really is behind this fractured, splintered second skin. Fault lines form in it when she finds herself unsatisfied in her life, living a life that’s not her own because she is afraid to live her life as herself and for herself.
brittle bones. doctors don’t embellish the truth; it is as bad as it sounds. perhaps even worse. she cried six thousand tears & then went to bed, exhausted by her imagination screaming ideas of what could happen.
Fissures in bones and broken tensions in relationships.
Nothing good could come from a crack. It broke my mother’s back after all.. so don’t step on a crack in a sidewalk. Didn’t childhood games teach you anything?
so Melbourne had an earthquake the other day. i didn’t feel it so it sucked but i’m glad there were no holes in the ground. that you’ve sucked.
Fissures in bones and broken tensions in relationships. Nothing good could come from a crack. It broke my mother’s back after all. So don’t step on a crack
The legs were bent in a way that resembled fragments of a pair of fractured legs. Everyone stood in silence .
In kindergarten I fractured the growth plate in my right wrist.
I stare at the boy. They say he has fractures in his skull from the blow. “He won’t make it past the night,” they keep murmuring to themselves. I hear it all. I always do. Even when I do not know the person, I hear. I guess that’s the life of a spirit living in a hospital. I wonder if he’ll join me. It’d be nice to have a companion, and he’s cute.
He came from the hospital devastated about the fractures in his leg rendering it useless for upcoming soccer tryouts. He had always been the forward on his team, now he was afraid he was letting his teammates down.
i fractured my arm once. I was about 10 years old, and it sucked. I’d never damaged a bone before, so it was a new experience for me. I had a bit of an obsession with climbing trees, so naturally, after a while of climbing (a few months?) I fell. I had a constant, deep pain going through my arm, and it was quite sharp.
how the body breaks down. relationships also fracture when two people can’t live together anymore and they are forced to break apart. It is also the human condition. we are imperfect
When you have plantar faciatis you have to be careful because you can get tiny little fractures on the bottom of your foot. It’s amazing, something you can barely see can cripple you. Just like how someone you barely got to love can break your heart. We’re not tough, but we keep going anyway.
All the little fractures
are meant
to let the light in
and every little break, every discontinuity in my wholeness
is just to remind me
that the universe comes through me
and I was never whole without it anyway
There were fractures in my heart. Amongst the muscle and tears. Because of she. She that breaks me. I’m in ruins. And i can feel the fracture.
they occur in side the body bones can fracture. also in ornaments they can fracture you can fracture teeth you can fracture cups. fractured ground and fractured wall and bones and toes and arms, fingers knuckles and cheekbones.