I think of the heels of my shoes. I remember that I bought my first pair of expensive leather pumps when I started working at my first real job. The bottom was soft and made of suede. Since I had never had nice shoes, I did not know that you are supposed to take them to a shoe repairman and add a layer to the sole.
Once upon a time my heel became really dry. O: Drier then the Sahara desert.
My heel was becoming so dry it began to form crust.. sort of like a really old lady’s skin.
Thats where I drew the line; I went to the magical market. Now this isn’t just any magical market, not only does it have magical merchandise, it had magical creatures.
As I looked to my right I saw a unicorn, A UNICORN! I’ve never saw one before, so I was quite awe-stricken. Sooner or later {as you could’ve guess it was later} I over came the shock and decided to see what this uh — Unicorn had for sale..
My eyes read the labels which said things like: Troll hair, pot o’ gold, Phoenix feathers etc.
The farther down the table I got I saw some type of foot cream..
So, I decided to buy it thinking it would help.
As soon as I got home, I put the foot cream on and went to bed..
The next morning, my feet were not only crusty.. but also had green fungus growing on them.
Moral of the story: Dont buy foot cream from unicorns.
I have an aversion for my feet, heels especially. As a guard girl, I go through the stresses of dancing every day and obtaining nasty calluses. In fact, I have a fear of my heels and toes being exposed due to their nastiness…I need a pedicure, badly.
Telling someone to heel is like making making them be submissive. I don’t like it. Heels on shoes though, they’re so fantastic :D
High heels? YES.
Heel? NO.
I shattered my heel on the side of my car today. It hurts like a bitch. Why? I was holding an arms full of grocery bags and my door wouldn’t close. So I kicked the door as hard as I could and now my groceries are scattered everywhere.
It’s on the back of my foot. I sometimes feel like one. My least favorite part of bread. I wish my dog would do it. My new shoes make mine sore now, I need better shoes for standing all day.
heels are on your foot they have likke a…… idk a word stretchy skin over it and its like a ball of skin and you step ion it. there are also heels shoes. oooo they are hard to walk in but i like to wear them because i am short. i have add. lawalz oh sorry off topic uhmm heels steleto heels are cute i spelled that wrong and also read are cute heel depending on the way that they look but idk. law;z
Is this the word heel? Like the thing at the bottom of a shoe? Um…they are nifty I guess. Keep us up and all that. We should really thank them for our support. Heel. I like that word. It’s a nice word. Has double E’s.
my heel is cracked and bruised and scuffed all up, used and abused and forgotten and unloved and yet incredibly important. my heel is how i stand and stay balanced. my heel is my heart is my life is my soul. my heel holds me strong.
The part of my body I’d like to shove up the moderator of this website’s ass. I’ll figure out something to write later for this one. But c’mon. Really?
The heel of my stiletto pressed against his chest and he told me to apply more pressure. He was a definitely kinkier than the guys I normally dated, but he was also the most amazing, both in and out of bed. He was a gentleman in the truest sense of the word.
heel can be like a foot of a heel, or it can be heal. healing is so important to me. i have to much i need to heal from, not simply in my outward appearance but also in my heart and soul. my soul is hurt. and the sole of my shoe is wearing through and my heel is coming out and everything hurts. im hurt. im hurt. im hurt…
the bottom of my foot is broken because of the amount of times that i step on it unprotected. each day i put more time and weight on it and it has nowhere to go but in circles. i feel that it just hurts without explanation. and i can’t stop it. because i’m going to be continuously walking on it forever. what no wheel chair? i don’t know how to make it go away. i feel like it’s holding my whole body up without any support.
My achilles heel is that i am a perpetual liar. I’m like jim carrey in liar liar, except i don’t have some sweet kid to wish it away or Jennifer Tilly to make up with.
You are merely a skull beneath my heel, something I should easily be able to crush and abandon. Yet my emotions about you linger, and I cannot breathe. You’re killing me from the inside out, emotions striking at every vital moment.
i’m not averse to heels, but i hesitate to wear ones to work. they make my legs look a bit thinner, but they are not made for a long walk. if i give them up, will that mean i’ll give up my femininity? i hope not.
cracked and dry, you walk and you walk and walk till you stop beacuse those seven dollar loafers you bought last week seem to be causing you lots of trouble. too bad you’re broke and can’t afford a better deal- even on the corner of the street. woe is me.
caught up in a mess, too bad you spent that loan on a new pair of rollerblades.
When I woke from unconsciousness in the forest, at my heel lay a tiny creature. It had small antennas and bulbous eyes, with which it observed me. Its gaze did not disturb me.
My mother’s heel, in an orthopedic sandal, from CVS! It’s been the talk of the day! Little white sandals made my mom (and her heel) very happy. They don’t even look bad. Sigh… it’s the little things…
She turned on her heel and left. It was over. After four years all was literally said and done. No more fights, no more apologies, no more bullshit, and no more stupid lies. He was finished with all of it and so was she.
dog. shoes. they hurt your feet too much. women shouldn’t have an obsession about them. too stupid. I hate heels. You have a heel on your foot. massages.
My first instinct was to write about the great warrior himself, known for his weakness and named for a tendon. A pop-mythology star. He is not to be remembered for the lonely warrior who questioned his fate, who reluctantly chose his infamy against the promise of peace, and who sits at the Ilian shores, listening for the whisper of his nymph mother in the waves, clutching his cloak to his chest, eyes heavy, tired, his lyre half-buried in the sand.
Heel is something that is part of your foot near the back side. They are important when you walk. I have a heel. Heeleys are shoes with wheels at your heels and Toby Turner and iJustine have them and they are super cool. Heels are a good thing to have indeed!
shoes are great, they are awesome.
i love stilletos, they make feel so sexy!
I love a shoe in red or black or even nude, ahh I love shoes.
I would really love a shoe closet, a closet specifically for shoes.
hell toes heel toe…my heel tends to hurt when I wear heels. I like them. Very cute and I think my ex things they make me look sexy. But they hurt me. I miss him. I wish he would love me again. I would do anything. He hurts me. We have sex and he still doesn’t want me back. What am I even doing? I’m smoking pot and doing nothing at all!! This i
Is that the only word? Heel? UGH! so evil! x-( im so confuseddddddd
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz now i know my abcs next time won’t you sing with meeeeeeee the end that was my awesome alphabet song did u like it? cuz i did
Heel. High heels. I never really understood those things. I mean, they make my butt look nice I suppose but they’re terribly uncomfortable. My heels on my feet have been my support. They’re torn up and ugly. I wish I could have treated them a little better. High heels don’t help. Heels, remarkable little balls on my feet, thank you.
Heel. Sit. Beg. What the hell am I, a show pony? Just give me the ball and leave me to play in the sunshine. Go and do something monotonous and human somewhere. Oh, and I may be colour blind, but even I can see that shirt doesn’t go with those trousers. Moron.
A smirk twitched at her lips, one hand angled on her hip as she looked down at the thug. “Oh, sorry. Did that not work out the way you’d planned?’ She asked smoothly, placing one stiletto heel on his temple, pressing him closer to the ground.
As she took a step forward something sharp stabbed into the bottom of her heel. “Ouch!” she exclaimed. He took her into his arms and asked her what was wrong. “I stepped on something sharp” She replied.
The camera angle was directed from the back, so that as he tried to step towards the door, the slices into his Achilles split and everyone gasped as he crumbled to the floor.
Heels are my worst nightmare.
I’m not coordinated enough to wear them; thank god, though.
I imagine they’re like suicide for your feet.
I think of the heels of my shoes. I remember that I bought my first pair of expensive leather pumps when I started working at my first real job. The bottom was soft and made of suede. Since I had never had nice shoes, I did not know that you are supposed to take them to a shoe repairman and add a layer to the sole.
Once upon a time my heel became really dry. O: Drier then the Sahara desert.
My heel was becoming so dry it began to form crust.. sort of like a really old lady’s skin.
Thats where I drew the line; I went to the magical market. Now this isn’t just any magical market, not only does it have magical merchandise, it had magical creatures.
As I looked to my right I saw a unicorn, A UNICORN! I’ve never saw one before, so I was quite awe-stricken. Sooner or later {as you could’ve guess it was later} I over came the shock and decided to see what this uh — Unicorn had for sale..
My eyes read the labels which said things like: Troll hair, pot o’ gold, Phoenix feathers etc.
The farther down the table I got I saw some type of foot cream..
So, I decided to buy it thinking it would help.
As soon as I got home, I put the foot cream on and went to bed..
The next morning, my feet were not only crusty.. but also had green fungus growing on them.
Moral of the story: Dont buy foot cream from unicorns.
I have an aversion for my feet, heels especially. As a guard girl, I go through the stresses of dancing every day and obtaining nasty calluses. In fact, I have a fear of my heels and toes being exposed due to their nastiness…I need a pedicure, badly.
Telling someone to heel is like making making them be submissive. I don’t like it. Heels on shoes though, they’re so fantastic :D
High heels? YES.
Heel? NO.
I don’t like my feet. They make me uncomfortable. My heels are cracked and nasty…oh the life of a guard girl. I need to get a pedicure, badly.
Not too much to say
Mine is narrow and pinkish
I like how it looks.
I shattered my heel on the side of my car today. It hurts like a bitch. Why? I was holding an arms full of grocery bags and my door wouldn’t close. So I kicked the door as hard as I could and now my groceries are scattered everywhere.
It’s on the back of my foot. I sometimes feel like one. My least favorite part of bread. I wish my dog would do it. My new shoes make mine sore now, I need better shoes for standing all day.
heels are on your foot they have likke a…… idk a word stretchy skin over it and its like a ball of skin and you step ion it. there are also heels shoes. oooo they are hard to walk in but i like to wear them because i am short. i have add. lawalz oh sorry off topic uhmm heels steleto heels are cute i spelled that wrong and also read are cute heel depending on the way that they look but idk. law;z
Is this the word heel? Like the thing at the bottom of a shoe? Um…they are nifty I guess. Keep us up and all that. We should really thank them for our support. Heel. I like that word. It’s a nice word. Has double E’s.
my heel is cracked and bruised and scuffed all up, used and abused and forgotten and unloved and yet incredibly important. my heel is how i stand and stay balanced. my heel is my heart is my life is my soul. my heel holds me strong.
shoes …. acilies … fashion … night… nice… pretty… steve madden… high… friends … clothes brands
The part of my body I’d like to shove up the moderator of this website’s ass. I’ll figure out something to write later for this one. But c’mon. Really?
The heel of my stiletto pressed against his chest and he told me to apply more pressure. He was a definitely kinkier than the guys I normally dated, but he was also the most amazing, both in and out of bed. He was a gentleman in the truest sense of the word.
heel can be like a foot of a heel, or it can be heal. healing is so important to me. i have to much i need to heal from, not simply in my outward appearance but also in my heart and soul. my soul is hurt. and the sole of my shoe is wearing through and my heel is coming out and everything hurts. im hurt. im hurt. im hurt…
the bottom of my foot is broken because of the amount of times that i step on it unprotected. each day i put more time and weight on it and it has nowhere to go but in circles. i feel that it just hurts without explanation. and i can’t stop it. because i’m going to be continuously walking on it forever. what no wheel chair? i don’t know how to make it go away. i feel like it’s holding my whole body up without any support.
My achilles heel is that i am a perpetual liar. I’m like jim carrey in liar liar, except i don’t have some sweet kid to wish it away or Jennifer Tilly to make up with.
You are merely a skull beneath my heel, something I should easily be able to crush and abandon. Yet my emotions about you linger, and I cannot breathe. You’re killing me from the inside out, emotions striking at every vital moment.
i’m not averse to heels, but i hesitate to wear ones to work. they make my legs look a bit thinner, but they are not made for a long walk. if i give them up, will that mean i’ll give up my femininity? i hope not.
cracked and dry, you walk and you walk and walk till you stop beacuse those seven dollar loafers you bought last week seem to be causing you lots of trouble. too bad you’re broke and can’t afford a better deal- even on the corner of the street. woe is me.
caught up in a mess, too bad you spent that loan on a new pair of rollerblades.
When I woke from unconsciousness in the forest, at my heel lay a tiny creature. It had small antennas and bulbous eyes, with which it observed me. Its gaze did not disturb me.
My mother’s heel, in an orthopedic sandal, from CVS! It’s been the talk of the day! Little white sandals made my mom (and her heel) very happy. They don’t even look bad. Sigh… it’s the little things…
She turned on her heel and left. It was over. After four years all was literally said and done. No more fights, no more apologies, no more bullshit, and no more stupid lies. He was finished with all of it and so was she.
why do women wear heels?? they are definitely destroying their heels. heel heel heel.. they are so obsessed by it that the heel suffers
i rubbed the heel of my hand against the wall
dog. shoes. they hurt your feet too much. women shouldn’t have an obsession about them. too stupid. I hate heels. You have a heel on your foot. massages.
My first instinct was to write about the great warrior himself, known for his weakness and named for a tendon. A pop-mythology star. He is not to be remembered for the lonely warrior who questioned his fate, who reluctantly chose his infamy against the promise of peace, and who sits at the Ilian shores, listening for the whisper of his nymph mother in the waves, clutching his cloak to his chest, eyes heavy, tired, his lyre half-buried in the sand.
Heel is something that is part of your foot near the back side. They are important when you walk. I have a heel. Heeleys are shoes with wheels at your heels and Toby Turner and iJustine have them and they are super cool. Heels are a good thing to have indeed!
shoes are great, they are awesome.
i love stilletos, they make feel so sexy!
I love a shoe in red or black or even nude, ahh I love shoes.
I would really love a shoe closet, a closet specifically for shoes.
hell toes heel toe…my heel tends to hurt when I wear heels. I like them. Very cute and I think my ex things they make me look sexy. But they hurt me. I miss him. I wish he would love me again. I would do anything. He hurts me. We have sex and he still doesn’t want me back. What am I even doing? I’m smoking pot and doing nothing at all!! This i
Is that the only word? Heel? UGH! so evil! x-( im so confuseddddddd
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz now i know my abcs next time won’t you sing with meeeeeeee the end that was my awesome alphabet song did u like it? cuz i did
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Heel. High heels. I never really understood those things. I mean, they make my butt look nice I suppose but they’re terribly uncomfortable. My heels on my feet have been my support. They’re torn up and ugly. I wish I could have treated them a little better. High heels don’t help. Heels, remarkable little balls on my feet, thank you.
Heel. Sit. Beg. What the hell am I, a show pony? Just give me the ball and leave me to play in the sunshine. Go and do something monotonous and human somewhere. Oh, and I may be colour blind, but even I can see that shirt doesn’t go with those trousers. Moron.
I need to buy some new heels. I already wrote about the heel, I feel silly. Imma go eat a yoghurt instead. Ciao
A smirk twitched at her lips, one hand angled on her hip as she looked down at the thug. “Oh, sorry. Did that not work out the way you’d planned?’ She asked smoothly, placing one stiletto heel on his temple, pressing him closer to the ground.
As she took a step forward something sharp stabbed into the bottom of her heel. “Ouch!” she exclaimed. He took her into his arms and asked her what was wrong. “I stepped on something sharp” She replied.
I really can’t think of anything that describes my feelings for heel. Instead a poem.
Harry Potter
Expelliarmus
Elevates
Lupin
uh….
The camera angle was directed from the back, so that as he tried to step towards the door, the slices into his Achilles split and everyone gasped as he crumbled to the floor.