I honestly couldnt think of anything to write about this topic: heels. I thought of my feet, but i don’t like them enough to write about them. Then I thought about heelies, those awesome skate sneakers that i never had, but always wanted…and now im sad.
Girl wear heels when they want to come off as especially attractive. Some girl who are taller than most can’t wear heels for fear of looking either like a giant or a prostitute. Personally, I love a girl in heels.
Are bad for your knees, but they are great for your calves and give you height. But they still add ridiculous amounts of pressure to the balls of your feel, which later in life result in all sorts of fun pain. Fun being used sarcastically.
A well trained dog, “heels” and doesn’t run away. :D
I absolutely every chance that I get to wear heels! I always feel so fancy and special on occasions where heels are appropriate. I feel like everything about me looks better, my legs, my ass, my outfit! That’s why I own several pairs of amazing heels! They are a girl’s best friend.
she stopped dead in her tracks. her heels digging into the soft wet grass. she breathed in the cold winter air. it was him. she had forgotten how he made her feel as she stared into is deep brown eyes. could it be that her murderer was standing before her. quickly she ran back into the woods
One shoe on, the other off, on the floor. The only thing left after a night of hard-core partying. If you can call it that. Ended in a stupor more than sleep and waking with regret.
She always wore heels. High heels. Super high heels. I don’t know how she managed to get around the city, at the cities pace, without hurting herself or someone else. Then one day, in the rain, she slipped, and said “Fucking heels.”
Her heels clacked on the floor in a staccato gunfire. Heels are scary when they are supersharp and long; they remind me of some sort of deadly ice-pick-kick-weapon.
she stopped dead in her tracks. her heels digging into the soft wet grass. she breathed in the cold winter air. it was him. she longed for his touch as she stared into is deep brown eyes. could it be that her murderer was standing before her. quickly she ran back into the woods
I hate that my heels are dry and ugly. I love getting pedicures because it makes them soft and beautiful. It’s not so much the painted toes that I love about the pedicure, it’s the nice heels. It’s probably because I wear flip flops too much. But I live in Arizona! How can you not wear flip flops here?
Heels i run i you you run me all the way to states you run me all they way through the marathon that i will run you run me through the race called life
High heels are such pretty shoes. The only thing is, though, they are very, very uncomfortable. They hurt. But I feel like they are necessary in professional settings.
Have you ever wondered why your hand has a heel? I mean, I understand why your foot has one, but your hand? Actually. Idk why either has one. I mean. What does “heel” really mean? Why is it called a heel? Heel is a weird word. It’s like “heal”…but not,
I can’t wear heels. They hurt my feet. That, and I feel like a complete retard when I wear them around. Mostly because other women look like cripples when they walk around town stumbling around in their lifted shoes. Why? To make their calves look better. Yeah, but you look like a heifer wearing them.
i love them so much omygod. soooo great! they make u look amazing and i go to dsw to buy them and they are my life. so yea. i <3 heels. ! I wear them with dresses and jeans and cute tops. The best ones are from designer storessss.
I really envy people who can walk in heels…cause whenever I struggle to get a pair of pumps onto my fat, size ten and a half feet, I immediately feel the pain set in. Instead of walking gracefully, I lumber and crash about like some sort of deranged rhino in a china shop.
It’s snapping at your heels and it’s too late for this. It’s too late – three AM – and it’s too late – the train has left its station. It’s snapping at your heels, but you’re too late. So kick it in the face and move on.
Hurt like hell. But I am one of the lucky tall women in the world that cant wear them with out the men being about 3 inches shorter than me…im not sure if its a win-win situation or a lose-lose situation.
for the longest time i wanted leopard heels because i love leopard print. everyone knows that. i went shopping on black Friday and couldn’t even find a pair. i was exhausted and in so much pain from all the walking around we did. i really noticed the difference between my abilities and the abilities of someone my age who is healthy. it sucks to feel like the downer because people just don’t understand. but i finally got a pair for Christmas.
I watched with curiosity as she put on the strappy stilettos. It was a fine art balancing on one foot as she laced them up her calves. Once she was sure they were secure, she dug her heels into the back of a hairy fat man. He screamed and howled, not for her to stop mind you, but that she do it again, and again, and again. As the observer, I felt dirty, like his shame had somehow transferred itself on to my soul too.
time heels all but heels hurt to walk in…..but they go so well with the bag you keep your lip gloss in
heels make people feel tall…..woman…men….even puppies…..i like writing about heels because they are CUTE that is all
The way his knees buckle, as I rock on my heels. TANGENT: My favorite moment is when I wake up next to him, cradled and held close in his arms. When I gently shift, to go and turn off the heater, he wakens a little by my wriggling, eyes heavy with sleep. He pulls me back, asking me where I was going, holding me tighter in his embrace
There is one thing that every girl claims to love, heels. No matter where we come from, where we are, or what we look like, all girls can relate over a cute pair of heels.
red heels. heels hurt. but i love them. prostitotes wear them. they make you taller and slim your legs. i dont have many heels. but he ones i do have. i love them. and wear then all the timeeeee. :)
the heels clicked slowly away on the pavement as I lay on the bed reeling in regret from my actions of the night. I had heard once that a women’s heels exert as much pressure on the ground as an elephant, I wonder what she would have said if I had told her this. I wonder what anyone of them would say, if we told them what we thought.
i hate heels. i’m tall enough already. the first time i ever wore heels was the day of my high school graduation. let’s say i wasn’t the most graceful lady walking down to collect my diploma. i have never worn heels since. i always rock the flats at every party and i think i look supah fly no matter what shoes i wear!
heels suck.
the end.
heels of feet. they take so much weight , I don’t know how our bones don’t just squish right through our skin just standing. shoes have heels too, which is odd, why would you name something the same name as that which it contains? a heel of a foot inside the heel of a sock inside the heel of a shoe.
Heels. Something reminded me of Devil Wears Prada. That’s a good movie and has a great lesson that goes with it. I think that the moral of the story is to always be yourself and don’t sacrifice it to reach your dreams. Your dreams were made for you to achieve while being yourself.
The heels of my feet get me where I need to go. Longboarding. Touch heels first. Toes. Take off. Wind. Sun. Smells. Freedom. My heels get me where I need to go. My heels get me to you. And you get me to a place beyond recognition. Beyond emotion.
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WHY THE HELL would you sit at the back of the room
and wear heels to a final exam, then finish the exam early, forget your pencil,
walk back and forth ANNOYING EVERYONE..
Wow.
Oppression and beauty.
Seduction of a princess.
I am powerful, and yet,
I am yours to take.
Objectify me, but only when
I grant you permission.
I am a woman of the 21st century:
needing love, craving attention.
All of those girls and women walked on them. I never got it. Heels are just so inconvenient. They are uncomfortable and loud. I don’t understand what makes them attractive, or why women go such lengths to attract men. Shouldn’t the ideal man judge by personality and not beauty of the absence of beauty?
I honestly couldnt think of anything to write about this topic: heels. I thought of my feet, but i don’t like them enough to write about them. Then I thought about heelies, those awesome skate sneakers that i never had, but always wanted…and now im sad.
Girl wear heels when they want to come off as especially attractive. Some girl who are taller than most can’t wear heels for fear of looking either like a giant or a prostitute. Personally, I love a girl in heels.
heels as high as the sky. she struts like a model for all the boys to ogle.
Are bad for your knees, but they are great for your calves and give you height. But they still add ridiculous amounts of pressure to the balls of your feel, which later in life result in all sorts of fun pain. Fun being used sarcastically.
A well trained dog, “heels” and doesn’t run away. :D
I absolutely every chance that I get to wear heels! I always feel so fancy and special on occasions where heels are appropriate. I feel like everything about me looks better, my legs, my ass, my outfit! That’s why I own several pairs of amazing heels! They are a girl’s best friend.
she stopped dead in her tracks. her heels digging into the soft wet grass. she breathed in the cold winter air. it was him. she had forgotten how he made her feel as she stared into is deep brown eyes. could it be that her murderer was standing before her. quickly she ran back into the woods
heels are painful. i don’t understand the appeal. They are a device used to make it harder for women to run away and make there butts look bigger.
One shoe on, the other off, on the floor. The only thing left after a night of hard-core partying. If you can call it that. Ended in a stupor more than sleep and waking with regret.
running
running
running
they’re coming closer
there is no escape
no they’re right on my heels
there is no escape
She always wore heels. High heels. Super high heels. I don’t know how she managed to get around the city, at the cities pace, without hurting herself or someone else. Then one day, in the rain, she slipped, and said “Fucking heels.”
Her heels clacked on the floor in a staccato gunfire. Heels are scary when they are supersharp and long; they remind me of some sort of deadly ice-pick-kick-weapon.
she stopped dead in her tracks. her heels digging into the soft wet grass. she breathed in the cold winter air. it was him. she longed for his touch as she stared into is deep brown eyes. could it be that her murderer was standing before her. quickly she ran back into the woods
I hate that my heels are dry and ugly. I love getting pedicures because it makes them soft and beautiful. It’s not so much the painted toes that I love about the pedicure, it’s the nice heels. It’s probably because I wear flip flops too much. But I live in Arizona! How can you not wear flip flops here?
Heels i run i you you run me all the way to states you run me all they way through the marathon that i will run you run me through the race called life
High heels are such pretty shoes. The only thing is, though, they are very, very uncomfortable. They hurt. But I feel like they are necessary in professional settings.
Have you ever wondered why your hand has a heel? I mean, I understand why your foot has one, but your hand? Actually. Idk why either has one. I mean. What does “heel” really mean? Why is it called a heel? Heel is a weird word. It’s like “heal”…but not,
I can’t wear heels. They hurt my feet. That, and I feel like a complete retard when I wear them around. Mostly because other women look like cripples when they walk around town stumbling around in their lifted shoes. Why? To make their calves look better. Yeah, but you look like a heifer wearing them.
i love them so much omygod. soooo great! they make u look amazing and i go to dsw to buy them and they are my life. so yea. i <3 heels. ! I wear them with dresses and jeans and cute tops. The best ones are from designer storessss.
Heels. The only vulnerable part of Achiles’ body. The only thing that was left unprotected, open, and defenseless.
I really envy people who can walk in heels…cause whenever I struggle to get a pair of pumps onto my fat, size ten and a half feet, I immediately feel the pain set in. Instead of walking gracefully, I lumber and crash about like some sort of deranged rhino in a china shop.
It’s snapping at your heels and it’s too late for this. It’s too late – three AM – and it’s too late – the train has left its station. It’s snapping at your heels, but you’re too late. So kick it in the face and move on.
Pretty ladies get all dressed up to go out, even though it makes their feet hurt.
Hurt like hell. But I am one of the lucky tall women in the world that cant wear them with out the men being about 3 inches shorter than me…im not sure if its a win-win situation or a lose-lose situation.
for the longest time i wanted leopard heels because i love leopard print. everyone knows that. i went shopping on black Friday and couldn’t even find a pair. i was exhausted and in so much pain from all the walking around we did. i really noticed the difference between my abilities and the abilities of someone my age who is healthy. it sucks to feel like the downer because people just don’t understand. but i finally got a pair for Christmas.
I watched with curiosity as she put on the strappy stilettos. It was a fine art balancing on one foot as she laced them up her calves. Once she was sure they were secure, she dug her heels into the back of a hairy fat man. He screamed and howled, not for her to stop mind you, but that she do it again, and again, and again. As the observer, I felt dirty, like his shame had somehow transferred itself on to my soul too.
time heels all but heels hurt to walk in…..but they go so well with the bag you keep your lip gloss in
heels make people feel tall…..woman…men….even puppies…..i like writing about heels because they are CUTE that is all
The way his knees buckle, as I rock on my heels. TANGENT: My favorite moment is when I wake up next to him, cradled and held close in his arms. When I gently shift, to go and turn off the heater, he wakens a little by my wriggling, eyes heavy with sleep. He pulls me back, asking me where I was going, holding me tighter in his embrace
There is one thing that every girl claims to love, heels. No matter where we come from, where we are, or what we look like, all girls can relate over a cute pair of heels.
red heels. heels hurt. but i love them. prostitotes wear them. they make you taller and slim your legs. i dont have many heels. but he ones i do have. i love them. and wear then all the timeeeee. :)
– britaylnnn
the heels clicked slowly away on the pavement as I lay on the bed reeling in regret from my actions of the night. I had heard once that a women’s heels exert as much pressure on the ground as an elephant, I wonder what she would have said if I had told her this. I wonder what anyone of them would say, if we told them what we thought.
i hate heels. i’m tall enough already. the first time i ever wore heels was the day of my high school graduation. let’s say i wasn’t the most graceful lady walking down to collect my diploma. i have never worn heels since. i always rock the flats at every party and i think i look supah fly no matter what shoes i wear!
heels suck.
the end.
heels of feet. they take so much weight , I don’t know how our bones don’t just squish right through our skin just standing. shoes have heels too, which is odd, why would you name something the same name as that which it contains? a heel of a foot inside the heel of a sock inside the heel of a shoe.
Heels. Something reminded me of Devil Wears Prada. That’s a good movie and has a great lesson that goes with it. I think that the moral of the story is to always be yourself and don’t sacrifice it to reach your dreams. Your dreams were made for you to achieve while being yourself.
Her heels are the perfect end to the perfect foot. just below and behind, trailing after… I just want to touch them… love them…. Foot fetish.
The heels of my feet get me where I need to go. Longboarding. Touch heels first. Toes. Take off. Wind. Sun. Smells. Freedom. My heels get me where I need to go. My heels get me to you. And you get me to a place beyond recognition. Beyond emotion.
shoes nervous women sexy leather she wore heels ankle break stiletto high dressy expensive classy sophisticated
heels. heels are beautiful. they are sexy. they are fun.
but they’re bullshit. complete bullshit.
sexist.
i loathe this.
they are made to elongate women’s legs. make their ass look better.
for men. disgusting.
it’s a fucking joke.
click
click
click
click
click
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WHY THE HELL would you sit at the back of the room
and wear heels to a final exam, then finish the exam early, forget your pencil,
walk back and forth ANNOYING EVERYONE..
Wow.
The dog was right on my heels. I couldn’t believe it! I’d tried every trick in the book and he was STILL behind me??? What was he? An actual dog?
Little did I know, that was a touch more accurate than I’d intended.
Oppression and beauty.
Seduction of a princess.
I am powerful, and yet,
I am yours to take.
Objectify me, but only when
I grant you permission.
I am a woman of the 21st century:
needing love, craving attention.
All of those girls and women walked on them. I never got it. Heels are just so inconvenient. They are uncomfortable and loud. I don’t understand what makes them attractive, or why women go such lengths to attract men. Shouldn’t the ideal man judge by personality and not beauty of the absence of beauty?