The paint on the wall was glowing because it was glow in the dark paint. I would love to have a glowing monkey or a bird. Glowing sounds weird after you say it for a long time. Glowing. Glowing. Glowing. Glowing.
She sat there waiting for him. It was a crisp day, not too cold yet. As her eyes busily scanned the crowd, she caught sight of him. He looked good, but sad. The glow was gone. Maybe because she was gone.
her hair glowed in the sunset
I couldn’t help but notice
how much I had fallen for her
Just in that instant
It was a sign that she
would be my angel
no one’s completely perfect
but I’d love her, no matter how
many scars she had
i am not glowing right now, because that word seems to denote happiness. glowing is not appropriate right now, unless we’re talking about the future pimples that will be glowing and glaring at your face as a result of finals week and stress. i just want to go home. yummy milk shake. bad bad bad. tumblr time.
I’m a very happy person, usually. It’s just who I am. But…I know it sounds silly, but has anyone ever felt so happy that – that you can sense it radiating off of somewhere inside. A warm, happy glow. I feel it sometimes.
The night creeped across the yard as i watched the sunset. The fireflies started glowing brightly. Now the only light i could see was the fireflies and the stars far above me twinkling.
This whole room
should be glowing,
incandescent, irridescent, illuminated with all the things that we should be.
And maybe it wasn’t my fault,
maybe December broke me down for a reason; maybe that reason
was You.
she was radiantly glowing as time went on. Her stomach grew and grew each and every day. Glowing as bright as the sunlight. She looked so beautiful being pregnant. And now she gets to finally know what it means when someone is pregnant glowing. I’m happy for her.
The girl was positively glowing with good vibrations, or maybe it was too much cocaine. I get those confused sometimes. She lit up the room from all angles, but I swear it was stronger from behind. The green-blue glow of someone who simply doesn’t know better.
Glowing neon signs are amazing, if you ask me. They pop out at your eye and it makes you want to touch one to see if it feels as soft and, well, glowy- as they seem. They come in all colors- blue, pink, purple, yellow, red, orange, gray, silver, and especially green.
fireflies pregnant touching love tender energy power divinity
interlocking connections filled with electricity moving through conduits and pathways
flowing streams of life
She had a glow to here. Thats probably why i went along with it. It was hard for me to understand why , but if its one thing life had thought me is that when it puts things in front of you take it and figure thing out along the way. How will it end “I don’t know”, but it’ll be a fun adventurer along the way.
her skin was iridescent, on fire.
he whispered my my my, oh my my my.
she danced upon the tangled vines,
her hair wild as she was.
and he whispered my my my, oh my my my.
A basket of light. It shone from high above all of us, one of many beautiful orbs laced around the trees. We watched it as we always did, each night before we went to sleep. It would brighten with the children’s laughter and dim with the silence. It listened to the moon. It has a shimmer that cannot be erased.
Why my dear you’re positively glowing! (I have no idea what that line is from but I can hear the voice in my head….)
—
There was a light up ahead, it looked like it was glowing… pulsing… but glowing from where? And what did it mean? Was this where the sound was coming from?
a light that doesnt really shine but is close, kind of a light in the distance, or a flickering light. some one when they’re happy can glow like their hole face lights up.
Her face was glowing as she entered the room. He could tell from her smile that the test was positive. In that moment, he felt a thousand different emotions at the same time. Would it be a boy or girl? Could they afford it? Would it like him? It was crazy to think he would be a father, a dad. He thought of his own father, and he vowed to at least try to be half the dad he was. He missed him, then. He looked up at her with tears.
Everything had a new glow to it. The world released everything in light. I could see through her skin. I could see her muscles etched along the contours of her bones. I could see her bones, bright and vibrant, through her skin. Dust rose in sparks around our feet as we followed the underground river, and I was sucked in by the wonder. I couldn’t even speak.
Light bulbs glow with the force of one million tiny suns that warm my face as I sit here typing away on the computer, whose screen is glowing like a million little lightning bugs. I watch them, mesmerized. I try to squint against the glowing.
bright happy fun and inspriration. the glowing of an angel. the glowing of someones face when they laugh. the color that comes off flowers in the moring. the happiness in thw world. pretty. young and innocent. blazing. pink. white.
Glowing in the darkness I climb high and far, pushing on and on while I cry I SCREAM I search for hands to grab and rocks to find some will fall BUT. I REFUSE TO GIVE UP!
i was walking the moonlight, and i knew what it looked like. i could see everything in front of me all the world, and i realized it was glowing. and inside i was glowing, with the thousand tiny fires that were my thoughts, and all the loves that i had lost, and all the moments i had had. they were glowing within me. i looked around i was the only one on the street, the only one in the world.
The paint on the wall was glowing because it was glow in the dark paint. I would love to have a glowing monkey or a bird. Glowing sounds weird after you say it for a long time. Glowing. Glowing. Glowing. Glowing.
Glowing showing
stardust, moondust
Unicorns and glitter.
Fireflys and sunkissed.
She sat there waiting for him. It was a crisp day, not too cold yet. As her eyes busily scanned the crowd, she caught sight of him. He looked good, but sad. The glow was gone. Maybe because she was gone.
her hair glowed in the sunset
I couldn’t help but notice
how much I had fallen for her
Just in that instant
It was a sign that she
would be my angel
no one’s completely perfect
but I’d love her, no matter how
many scars she had
Hmm,.. glowing, like your skin is glowing today. I have no clue what to write for this word….
i am not glowing right now, because that word seems to denote happiness. glowing is not appropriate right now, unless we’re talking about the future pimples that will be glowing and glaring at your face as a result of finals week and stress. i just want to go home. yummy milk shake. bad bad bad. tumblr time.
What a woman is when she is pregnant, emitting radiance, seeming health. i think of a glowing orb floating menacingly in the night air.
glowing is when light beams off of something
I’m a very happy person, usually. It’s just who I am. But…I know it sounds silly, but has anyone ever felt so happy that – that you can sense it radiating off of somewhere inside. A warm, happy glow. I feel it sometimes.
The best dream ever would be a giant green dinasaur eating a glowing tweenky. THat would be aaaammmmmaaaazzzzziiiiinnnnggg.
The star stood out, glowing brilliantly in the night sky.. It was nights like this I remember how to smile…
Jarrett was glowing with excitement when he heard Becca had a hot pink dinosaur! Whoa!! He’s a jealous one.(:
The night creeped across the yard as i watched the sunset. The fireflies started glowing brightly. Now the only light i could see was the fireflies and the stars far above me twinkling.
This whole room
should be glowing,
incandescent, irridescent, illuminated with all the things that we should be.
And maybe it wasn’t my fault,
maybe December broke me down for a reason; maybe that reason
was You.
When someone is beautiful or really happy people can describe them as glowing. Also a light bulb glows but that isn’t nearly as interesting.
she was radiantly glowing as time went on. Her stomach grew and grew each and every day. Glowing as bright as the sunlight. She looked so beautiful being pregnant. And now she gets to finally know what it means when someone is pregnant glowing. I’m happy for her.
The girl was positively glowing with good vibrations, or maybe it was too much cocaine. I get those confused sometimes. She lit up the room from all angles, but I swear it was stronger from behind. The green-blue glow of someone who simply doesn’t know better.
when you have a glow in the dark stick, and you break it, it stats glowing like the stars.
Glowing neon signs are amazing, if you ask me. They pop out at your eye and it makes you want to touch one to see if it feels as soft and, well, glowy- as they seem. They come in all colors- blue, pink, purple, yellow, red, orange, gray, silver, and especially green.
A slight shine.
My cheeks were glowing red cuz my parents are always embarassing me
They should make shirts that literally are a glow in the bright nuclear green, but it literally glows! That would be awesome for pranks.
a glowing ball was outside my house 5 days ago. i pulled out my knife and got a chunk out of it. the DNA said it was just …………………… a piece of plastic.
fireflies pregnant touching love tender energy power divinity
interlocking connections filled with electricity moving through conduits and pathways
flowing streams of life
She had a glow to here. Thats probably why i went along with it. It was hard for me to understand why , but if its one thing life had thought me is that when it puts things in front of you take it and figure thing out along the way. How will it end “I don’t know”, but it’ll be a fun adventurer along the way.
her skin was iridescent, on fire.
he whispered my my my, oh my my my.
she danced upon the tangled vines,
her hair wild as she was.
and he whispered my my my, oh my my my.
A basket of light. It shone from high above all of us, one of many beautiful orbs laced around the trees. We watched it as we always did, each night before we went to sleep. It would brighten with the children’s laughter and dim with the silence. It listened to the moon. It has a shimmer that cannot be erased.
glowing
Why my dear you’re positively glowing! (I have no idea what that line is from but I can hear the voice in my head….)
—
There was a light up ahead, it looked like it was glowing… pulsing… but glowing from where? And what did it mean? Was this where the sound was coming from?
His eye’s seemed to capture mine.My hands.His hands.
The whole room.
Glowing.
a light that doesnt really shine but is close, kind of a light in the distance, or a flickering light. some one when they’re happy can glow like their hole face lights up.
Her face was glowing as she entered the room. He could tell from her smile that the test was positive. In that moment, he felt a thousand different emotions at the same time. Would it be a boy or girl? Could they afford it? Would it like him? It was crazy to think he would be a father, a dad. He thought of his own father, and he vowed to at least try to be half the dad he was. He missed him, then. He looked up at her with tears.
Glowbugs committing suicide in glasses of vodka
I made a picture in digital design of my name and it was glowing! Also i made a picture of me that was glowing. :) cuz imma star ha jk
Everything had a new glow to it. The world released everything in light. I could see through her skin. I could see her muscles etched along the contours of her bones. I could see her bones, bright and vibrant, through her skin. Dust rose in sparks around our feet as we followed the underground river, and I was sucked in by the wonder. I couldn’t even speak.
Light bulbs glow with the force of one million tiny suns that warm my face as I sit here typing away on the computer, whose screen is glowing like a million little lightning bugs. I watch them, mesmerized. I try to squint against the glowing.
glowing is good for fireflies
oh, to be glowing.
to be a ray of happy light, spilling onto others.
instead of a cluster of shadows, casting sadness upon everything.
bright happy fun and inspriration. the glowing of an angel. the glowing of someones face when they laugh. the color that comes off flowers in the moring. the happiness in thw world. pretty. young and innocent. blazing. pink. white.
Glowing in the darkness I climb high and far, pushing on and on while I cry I SCREAM I search for hands to grab and rocks to find some will fall BUT. I REFUSE TO GIVE UP!
I am strong, I am wise, I am excited, I am loved.
So don’t tell me what you said. No.
i was walking the moonlight, and i knew what it looked like. i could see everything in front of me all the world, and i realized it was glowing. and inside i was glowing, with the thousand tiny fires that were my thoughts, and all the loves that i had lost, and all the moments i had had. they were glowing within me. i looked around i was the only one on the street, the only one in the world.