I hate orange juice, I never really got the appeal of it. It’s pulpy and weird tasting and gross and you know what it just doesn’t taste very good. It wasn;t until I traveled to Israel and had a sip of the of the orange juice that was squeezed right in front you by a merchant on the side street of a market in Jerusalem that I really got how wonderful it is. Screw you Tropicana, you don’t even know what orange juice is.
The product of fruits. Although the fruits get destroyed, torn apart, mutilated, there is juice. If we didn’t hurt the fruit, we wouldn’t get the juice. Sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to do to get what we want.
I just got tropical flavor juice today. Its so yummy. I always wanted to try it. my brother didn’t care to much for it though. but thats ok he still got some of his berry punch juice left in the fridge.
There is my juice. Orange juice, my favourite. My mum will always have some for me after school. Grape juice, oh no. Only orange, that’s what I need. I take out my cup – pink and pretty- and pour it out. I like the way I am the last one to drink the whole box of it. I look inside the cup and see how the orange juice is like. It is orange, too orange to be true. The best part – it’s my orange juice. Don’t touch.
I picked up my glass of juice and drank it in one gulp, my mouth pursing with the sourness of orange as well as the bitterness that I held within my heart. It wasn’t fair. How come Jess got to go to the zoo and I didn’t? She didn’t even like animals!
i like my juice with apples in it.
i like my apples in my juice.
i like grapes and mangos. bananas and peaches.
i like raspberries and making my mind feel numb.
i like knowing the possibilities i am exposed to when i open up my mind and use it.
i like what the juice makes me feel as it goes sliding down my throat.
I love juice just yestreday I bought a juice and had it while sitting on the beach. Making your own juice can be messy but worth it. That’s the way, some things are a combination of life-things, aren’t they? How come from the mere word juice made me think philosophically, good to know, I suppose, for some reason maybe not as obscure as I’d have myself believe.
juice is my favorite flavor i used to drink graperfruit juice with only seltzer and nmy mother would cringe. my mother had hers with vodka but it was never a problem. we just living in that treehouse of an apartment on the west side overlooking the hudson, the blinds that drew up by remote.
When I think about the times when you got me through the day. If I was hung over you provided that much needed substance to make me feel better. When I was thirsty. When I was slightly peckish but not hungry you were there. When I think of the cooling sensation when you run down my throat.
Juice is really tasty. It is an excellent course of vitamin C which doctor’s tell us is good for our general health. It also prevents us from getting scurrrrvy. Juice makes me happy in the morning; it’s just so refreshing! I wish instead of water, juice came out of the taps!
Every morning, her mom would tell her to drank the juice. She found it repulsive. But yet as she drank it, her behavior became less repulsive. She grew more beautifully each time her gentle lips drank the repulsive juice.
For five days I was sick. So, so sick. The thing is, we had no juice. Everyone tells me that juice helps a cold, soothes the throat, all of that. But the thing is, I had none. So, even though any one else in the house could have walked out and gotten some… I had to. And I felt so sick while walking, that I fell over and hit my head. I never did get that juice.
I remember apple juice. I remember drinking apple juice boxes while you told me you wouldn’t do it if i didn’t do it. I should have known then. A couple days later, you did it. You split our pinky promise.
Hmmm… Juice. I enjoy juice. Quite lots. My favorite is grapefruit, or pomegrante, or apple, or…. I don’t know. Juice is just yummy. Apple juice looks like pee. I don’t know why I just wrote that. I’m so good at this, don’t you think? :P JUICE! Juice makes me have to pee. WHy do I keep talking about pee? Sorry. Juice. Good bye!
i already did this topic. so i don’t feel like writing about juice again. juice starts with ‘J’. Jessup starts with ‘J’. i miss Jessup. more than i could imagine.
I got da juice mon, yah, I got da juice. You be lookin’ for da juice, mon, I got it. I got watcha want right chair, man. C’mon here and get it, yah. Right chair, mon.
The empty bottle sat on the kitchen counter next to all the other random items of consumption. It was trade mark of our household; the way the sunlight streaming through the window caught the items just right. It was something I looked forward to when I came home from my wanderings. Sometimes the best things in life are the most simple.
give me that little thing i run so low on. a reason to wake up every morning with a smile on my face. i lack the juice to do anything. i have no inspiration some days and too much the next. with this bipolar lifestyle i run low on anything that nearly resembles happiness.
i run so low i taste the dirt that you walk on. Your ground, the thing bellow you? thats my home.
JUICE
WHY?
You do not know?
Well I do.. Juice is something, like no other.
It’s sweet, but can be sour.
It does not come from veggies or meat.
It’s just fruit.
Fruit squished to a fine mixture.
A yummy mixture.
“What’s the juice guys?” What’s the juice?! Who is this guy? Dude, I don’t know. As far as I can see, he’s some dude trying to make conversation and couldn’t come up with something better than ‘What’s the juice?”
The juice is tasty. So tasty in fact, that I cannot live without it. It’s the best thing on Earth. Oh, Orange Juice, never leave my side. I love you. Please, don’t walk out on me like everyone else has chosen to do.. I’m alone. I’m afraid of being alone..
I was sitting, staring out the window, The words were screaming at me. I grabbed my juice to calm, down, the voices became louder and louder. Another sip. Still anxious. Scared. The voices screaming, wanting we to come down.
juice is simple. its smooth and soft and wraps around my tongue like a blanket of thorns. that sickly sweet sour flavor is filled with the past of memories.
i like juice, its cold and wet and slides down my throat slowly on a hot summers day. its soothing and comforting kind of like my mother. its softness surrounds me and i am taken aback by the serenity of such simple pleasure. its
I really like orange juice. What a great way to start your day. It’s a good reason to get out of bed. Go to the kitchen and pour a nice, cold glass of orange juice! I think I will go have some now.
how cliche. First day, first spill. I looked down at what I had attempted at being a classy outfit and only saw V8 fruit juice slowly dripping down and soaking through my shirt. It wasn’t a gym day; no spare hoodie or tank top. This is the point where you learn never to take your friends for granted.
Juice is a way of life. If it weren’t for juice, we wouldn’t have what we know as “society” today. Airplanes, trains, tanks, and go-peds are all powered by apple juice alone. How do you think we got to the moon? OJ bay-bay. So it’s simple, drink your juice.
I love juice. I don’t know why I lobe juice so much, but I do. It’s almost an obsession, really. You see, I wake up in the morning, and I drink juice. At least two cartons of it. Orange juice. Then, as a between breakfest and lunch snack, I drink grape juice. An entire bottle, really. I just sit there and drink and drink and drink
i fucking love juice jesus fucking Christ when is juice not awesome? orange, grape, apple, pussy, its all good shit but like, its seriously dependent on the plant that it comes from like some fruit plants will create better fruit than plants of the same kind in different areas.
I wish I could talk to you eat some toast drink some juice discuss without. getting.mad
I hate orange juice, I never really got the appeal of it. It’s pulpy and weird tasting and gross and you know what it just doesn’t taste very good. It wasn;t until I traveled to Israel and had a sip of the of the orange juice that was squeezed right in front you by a merchant on the side street of a market in Jerusalem that I really got how wonderful it is. Screw you Tropicana, you don’t even know what orange juice is.
The product of fruits. Although the fruits get destroyed, torn apart, mutilated, there is juice. If we didn’t hurt the fruit, we wouldn’t get the juice. Sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to do to get what we want.
I just got tropical flavor juice today. Its so yummy. I always wanted to try it. my brother didn’t care to much for it though. but thats ok he still got some of his berry punch juice left in the fridge.
There is my juice. Orange juice, my favourite. My mum will always have some for me after school. Grape juice, oh no. Only orange, that’s what I need. I take out my cup – pink and pretty- and pour it out. I like the way I am the last one to drink the whole box of it. I look inside the cup and see how the orange juice is like. It is orange, too orange to be true. The best part – it’s my orange juice. Don’t touch.
I picked up my glass of juice and drank it in one gulp, my mouth pursing with the sourness of orange as well as the bitterness that I held within my heart. It wasn’t fair. How come Jess got to go to the zoo and I didn’t? She didn’t even like animals!
i like my juice with apples in it.
i like my apples in my juice.
i like grapes and mangos. bananas and peaches.
i like raspberries and making my mind feel numb.
i like knowing the possibilities i am exposed to when i open up my mind and use it.
i like what the juice makes me feel as it goes sliding down my throat.
I love juice just yestreday I bought a juice and had it while sitting on the beach. Making your own juice can be messy but worth it. That’s the way, some things are a combination of life-things, aren’t they? How come from the mere word juice made me think philosophically, good to know, I suppose, for some reason maybe not as obscure as I’d have myself believe.
juice is my favorite flavor i used to drink graperfruit juice with only seltzer and nmy mother would cringe. my mother had hers with vodka but it was never a problem. we just living in that treehouse of an apartment on the west side overlooking the hudson, the blinds that drew up by remote.
When I think about the times when you got me through the day. If I was hung over you provided that much needed substance to make me feel better. When I was thirsty. When I was slightly peckish but not hungry you were there. When I think of the cooling sensation when you run down my throat.
Juice is really tasty. It is an excellent course of vitamin C which doctor’s tell us is good for our general health. It also prevents us from getting scurrrrvy. Juice makes me happy in the morning; it’s just so refreshing! I wish instead of water, juice came out of the taps!
Every morning, her mom would tell her to drank the juice. She found it repulsive. But yet as she drank it, her behavior became less repulsive. She grew more beautifully each time her gentle lips drank the repulsive juice.
Bill
“Want some juice?”
“No thanks. I’m afraid that my dearest Mommy taught me not to accept drinks from strangers.”
“Oh, but I’m not a stranger.”
“I trust you about as much as one.”
Cold and sticky.
Sweet and tart.
Fill me up with your love.
Squeeze me into your perfection.
For five days I was sick. So, so sick. The thing is, we had no juice. Everyone tells me that juice helps a cold, soothes the throat, all of that. But the thing is, I had none. So, even though any one else in the house could have walked out and gotten some… I had to. And I felt so sick while walking, that I fell over and hit my head. I never did get that juice.
I remember apple juice. I remember drinking apple juice boxes while you told me you wouldn’t do it if i didn’t do it. I should have known then. A couple days later, you did it. You split our pinky promise.
Hmmm… Juice. I enjoy juice. Quite lots. My favorite is grapefruit, or pomegrante, or apple, or…. I don’t know. Juice is just yummy. Apple juice looks like pee. I don’t know why I just wrote that. I’m so good at this, don’t you think? :P JUICE! Juice makes me have to pee. WHy do I keep talking about pee? Sorry. Juice. Good bye!
i already did this topic. so i don’t feel like writing about juice again. juice starts with ‘J’. Jessup starts with ‘J’. i miss Jessup. more than i could imagine.
I got da juice mon, yah, I got da juice. You be lookin’ for da juice, mon, I got it. I got watcha want right chair, man. C’mon here and get it, yah. Right chair, mon.
her history was juicy
her past made a splash
she tried to dry it out
but it kept soaking her back
The empty bottle sat on the kitchen counter next to all the other random items of consumption. It was trade mark of our household; the way the sunlight streaming through the window caught the items just right. It was something I looked forward to when I came home from my wanderings. Sometimes the best things in life are the most simple.
give me that little thing i run so low on. a reason to wake up every morning with a smile on my face. i lack the juice to do anything. i have no inspiration some days and too much the next. with this bipolar lifestyle i run low on anything that nearly resembles happiness.
i run so low i taste the dirt that you walk on. Your ground, the thing bellow you? thats my home.
JUICE
WHY?
You do not know?
Well I do.. Juice is something, like no other.
It’s sweet, but can be sour.
It does not come from veggies or meat.
It’s just fruit.
Fruit squished to a fine mixture.
A yummy mixture.
“What’s the juice guys?” What’s the juice?! Who is this guy? Dude, I don’t know. As far as I can see, he’s some dude trying to make conversation and couldn’t come up with something better than ‘What’s the juice?”
The juice is tasty. So tasty in fact, that I cannot live without it. It’s the best thing on Earth. Oh, Orange Juice, never leave my side. I love you. Please, don’t walk out on me like everyone else has chosen to do.. I’m alone. I’m afraid of being alone..
orange juice, never my favorite. not sweet and not tasty. but i love the color. now tell me, why can’t grape juice look like that?
also, did you ever notice that you can’t juice a banana?
I was sitting, staring out the window, The words were screaming at me. I grabbed my juice to calm, down, the voices became louder and louder. Another sip. Still anxious. Scared. The voices screaming, wanting we to come down.
juice is simple. its smooth and soft and wraps around my tongue like a blanket of thorns. that sickly sweet sour flavor is filled with the past of memories.
i like juice, its cold and wet and slides down my throat slowly on a hot summers day. its soothing and comforting kind of like my mother. its softness surrounds me and i am taken aback by the serenity of such simple pleasure. its
I really like orange juice. What a great way to start your day. It’s a good reason to get out of bed. Go to the kitchen and pour a nice, cold glass of orange juice! I think I will go have some now.
is a lust for life worth living for? i want desire drink live breathe stifle yourself into certainty, pieces of peace remembrance fighting and love
My life is amounting to an absolute nothing.. I want to drink the juice.
I love Juice
I love you
I love our midnight juice runs
Together.
Apple,orange,grape…who cares
its you
and its me
Its juice
my glass is infinite. i am always satisfied with your insides. you nourish my soul. you make me a better woman. smiling never felt as good. i love u.
Its snowing
I sit
Sipping Apple juice straight from the box
but I don’t care
some part of me is falling with the new snow
This is it
My fresh start
how cliche. First day, first spill. I looked down at what I had attempted at being a classy outfit and only saw V8 fruit juice slowly dripping down and soaking through my shirt. It wasn’t a gym day; no spare hoodie or tank top. This is the point where you learn never to take your friends for granted.
Juice is a way of life. If it weren’t for juice, we wouldn’t have what we know as “society” today. Airplanes, trains, tanks, and go-peds are all powered by apple juice alone. How do you think we got to the moon? OJ bay-bay. So it’s simple, drink your juice.
I love juice. I don’t know why I lobe juice so much, but I do. It’s almost an obsession, really. You see, I wake up in the morning, and I drink juice. At least two cartons of it. Orange juice. Then, as a between breakfest and lunch snack, I drink grape juice. An entire bottle, really. I just sit there and drink and drink and drink
Apple juice
And you.
In the morning.
Juicy.
i fucking love juice jesus fucking Christ when is juice not awesome? orange, grape, apple, pussy, its all good shit but like, its seriously dependent on the plant that it comes from like some fruit plants will create better fruit than plants of the same kind in different areas.