The baby stuck its finger in the outlet. By seeing its bones from this, we were able to determine that this was a boy baby due to the one less rib. Kool aid nightmares were brought on by this incident
when you get to choose what to do, you have an outlet. Many people normally would get stressed over an outlet, cause you think your whole life is based upon it which it normally is.. hahahahahahahahahahahahah so chose wisly or you will die.
Like an elctrical outlet.
He wanted an outlet for his grief, his pain. He wanted someone to blame. He wanted someone else to feel this bad. He wanted to be able to stop feeling. To be at peace. But he knew his peace could only come in one form.
i couldnt get one close enough to the coffee pot so i moved the bread box and moved the coffee pot and i found it not close enough again so i made coffee on the floor and that is why our coffee pot now sits on the floor. fuses are out, fusebox in the neighbors basement and we just cant get there, today.
what time is the last show?
what time does the store close?
what does aunt lisa wear to weddings?
why don’t you put keys into an outlet?
what happens if you smile at the sun?
why did the lady go crazy?
oh!! VEGAS is my first thought. and well i didn’t have a great experience at that one but the one i have fun at every time is Fashion District in LA now THAT’s HUMONGOUS! i always find something to buy which is really weird but yea. now i’m thinking the outlet for the electricity. which for some reason ALWAYS sparks when i plug in my laptop queer, no?
The outlet is a wonderful place when you want to buy cheap thing. Especially the Guess Outlet. Oh yes Windsor Crossing is supposed to be a delightful place. In reality its not because it could be better. Oh well. There are also electrical outlets out there.
outlet, thats all i am to anyone. is an outlet, nobody wants to hear MY problems My story. I’m just supposed to listen…be an OUTLET. well im tired of being everyones outlet. get another outlet. please. or someone be MY outlet…
It is obvious that I am misguided. I have no direction. No outlet. I have all these ideas floating about in my head, but they have nowhere to go. Where should I put them? In writing? In drawing? IN WHAT? What should I do?…
outlet
like the store?
or like let me out?
why are strip malls called outlets?
what are you trying to get out of?
they should be called letsout.
you know, like lets go out.
out shopping….
Where do you go when everything around you is falling apart? Where do you go when your dreams are crushed? Where do you go when there is no hope left? Where do you go when you lose your faith? Where do you go when you lose yourself? What’s your outlet?
something that you use to free yourself. it clears your brain and helps you rediscover yourself. everyone needs one. everyone has one. without them, we would be nothing but brainless drones. mine is riding, as well as photography. they make me feel.
where am i? oh yes, oneword.com. this is definetley an outlet. an outlet for my non-existant creative energy. i have 60 seconds to feel inspired, and then i have to stop because that’s all they allow and then i have no idea what to do with myself anymore. fuck, the timer is almost out
outlet malls. I really like outlet malls. Once on a business trip my boss and I split up and he said meet me back here in 40 minutes. I met him there in 65. He saw me coming with 5 bags and said well obviously 40 was not enough time for you. I like Dallas. So many small sizes left over.
On the other side of the room
Under the desk
Trying to support too many peripherals
Loaded with too many plugs
Ever lit with power
Til the circuit blows
This is my creative outlet, I write here one a day :) I tell people all the time that this is my creative outlet. I think it’s good we have outlets, emotional, physical, creative , all kinds :)
it’s always better outlet than inlet I always say. I have never ever had enough surge protectors for my outlets. I just wish I had more plugs. Place where to save on dope fashion designs and cool accessories for a bargain price.
place where i save a ton of CASH on my goodies. never have enough, therefore, i own fifty different surge protectors. It’s always better out than in, I always say. Nothing like saving sixty percent off fashion designer stuffs. yes oh yess.
kildare shopping viage, its something that i like, outlets are cool, you can buy things much cheaper there than in normal shops, if i had more money, i’d love to go to kildare shopping village again cause it has so many outlets in it. and they are all cool designed and with friendly staff. maybe a bit shallow to rave about outlets.
I need an outlet for all my anger, sadness and frustration in my life. Hopefully beginng to write again will help with that. I feel like there is so much that is bottled up inside of me that is waiting to get out. I don’t know if it how I have lived my life so far or what has been done to me that has made me such a repressed fool. I used to be such a creative and thoughtful person. Now I feel like I self medicate with watching mindless tv and reading easy mindless books for my escape. I have now escaped 40 years of my life. Wake Up!!!!
an outlet is someone, or something that just lets you get out all of your anger and frustration. for some it’s writing, others running, and still others a good friend. without an outlet, we would explode with the anger and frustrations we feel on a day to day basis. thank God for outlets
there are people who cannot find outlets for their talent. especially artists and craftsman.
but as they move forward, they do. i wish and myself luck!
an outlet is somewhere you are able to go when things are just about to blow up inside you! you need some way to let go of all that steam! so you talk to someone, or you run, or write, or in some cases, eat. you find a way to let go of all that anger and frustration and then, you feel at peace.
you are my outlet. the one. my energy flowing through you and back. it is without your existence that I would be gone. you’ve left me alone on the floor. empty. empty of power.
outlet. interestingly, the input of power. a vent for the buildup, the shock, the spark, the ahhh, oh yes that orange and summer breeze. that is the outlet.
The outlet was at the other end of the room. It mocked me. I wanted to plug it in so bad. Just like the jingle that kept playing in my head.. “plug it in, plug it in”. But what — do I plug in? Nobody knows… except for him.
You are my everything but I know that for you, I’m just a person to vent to, to talk about the awful things in your life. I cannot remember the last time you asked me how I was doing or how I felt. But I love you anyway, and you are my best friend. And that saddens me.
You need to find a way to release everything that you’ve got inside of you. I draw. I write. You need to find something too. I know that sometimes it’s easier to do things that are… bad for you. But please, find something good. Do something good for yourself and the people that love you.
Outlet. Creative outlet. My creative outlet is my art. I create. I let out my emotions, my thoughts, my feelings. Each time, I create something new. I create things that no one else has ever created. I create from my dreams, from my passion, and from everything I have inside me.
The baby didn’t know. How could the baby know? My best friend, Deidra, was screaming at him. She was never a good mom and everyone knew it, but how is a baby to know not to touch an outlet? She would yell at him, “You know better than that!” Really? Does he know better than that? She finally gave up on being a mother when she turned twenty-one. She was ready to party, not to potty train.
There is an outlet mall called WOW: World of Values and it bothers me because I feel like it should be WOV so that it is an acronym. Otherwise… the WOW part just sounds corny and unnecessary. Leave it out.
An escape. A way to free the mind from the burdens it daily carries. A chance to release your creativity. To try. To think. To create. A chance to be YOU.
The baby stuck its finger in the outlet. By seeing its bones from this, we were able to determine that this was a boy baby due to the one less rib. Kool aid nightmares were brought on by this incident
when you get to choose what to do, you have an outlet. Many people normally would get stressed over an outlet, cause you think your whole life is based upon it which it normally is.. hahahahahahahahahahahahah so chose wisly or you will die.
Like an elctrical outlet.
He wanted an outlet for his grief, his pain. He wanted someone to blame. He wanted someone else to feel this bad. He wanted to be able to stop feeling. To be at peace. But he knew his peace could only come in one form.
i couldnt get one close enough to the coffee pot so i moved the bread box and moved the coffee pot and i found it not close enough again so i made coffee on the floor and that is why our coffee pot now sits on the floor. fuses are out, fusebox in the neighbors basement and we just cant get there, today.
I’m always looking for one. Anything to get it out of me- All these feelings I am not supposed to have
Not.
Allowed.
to Have.
I guess I could just stick my brain in the socket instead.
what time is the last show?
what time does the store close?
what does aunt lisa wear to weddings?
why don’t you put keys into an outlet?
what happens if you smile at the sun?
why did the lady go crazy?
oh!! VEGAS is my first thought. and well i didn’t have a great experience at that one but the one i have fun at every time is Fashion District in LA now THAT’s HUMONGOUS! i always find something to buy which is really weird but yea. now i’m thinking the outlet for the electricity. which for some reason ALWAYS sparks when i plug in my laptop queer, no?
The outlet is a wonderful place when you want to buy cheap thing. Especially the Guess Outlet. Oh yes Windsor Crossing is supposed to be a delightful place. In reality its not because it could be better. Oh well. There are also electrical outlets out there.
outlet, thats all i am to anyone. is an outlet, nobody wants to hear MY problems My story. I’m just supposed to listen…be an OUTLET. well im tired of being everyones outlet. get another outlet. please. or someone be MY outlet…
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plug, mall, let go, loose, power, lower, cheap.
let it go.
creative expression. a place where energy comes from, let ME OUT.
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It is obvious that I am misguided. I have no direction. No outlet. I have all these ideas floating about in my head, but they have nowhere to go. Where should I put them? In writing? In drawing? IN WHAT? What should I do?…
Orfus Road. Lots of them.
outlet
like the store?
or like let me out?
why are strip malls called outlets?
what are you trying to get out of?
they should be called letsout.
you know, like lets go out.
out shopping….
Where do you go when everything around you is falling apart? Where do you go when your dreams are crushed? Where do you go when there is no hope left? Where do you go when you lose your faith? Where do you go when you lose yourself? What’s your outlet?
something that you use to free yourself. it clears your brain and helps you rediscover yourself. everyone needs one. everyone has one. without them, we would be nothing but brainless drones. mine is riding, as well as photography. they make me feel.
where am i? oh yes, oneword.com. this is definetley an outlet. an outlet for my non-existant creative energy. i have 60 seconds to feel inspired, and then i have to stop because that’s all they allow and then i have no idea what to do with myself anymore. fuck, the timer is almost out
outlet malls. I really like outlet malls. Once on a business trip my boss and I split up and he said meet me back here in 40 minutes. I met him there in 65. He saw me coming with 5 bags and said well obviously 40 was not enough time for you. I like Dallas. So many small sizes left over.
On the other side of the room
Under the desk
Trying to support too many peripherals
Loaded with too many plugs
Ever lit with power
Til the circuit blows
This is my creative outlet, I write here one a day :) I tell people all the time that this is my creative outlet. I think it’s good we have outlets, emotional, physical, creative , all kinds :)
it’s always better outlet than inlet I always say. I have never ever had enough surge protectors for my outlets. I just wish I had more plugs. Place where to save on dope fashion designs and cool accessories for a bargain price.
place where i save a ton of CASH on my goodies. never have enough, therefore, i own fifty different surge protectors. It’s always better out than in, I always say. Nothing like saving sixty percent off fashion designer stuffs. yes oh yess.
kildare shopping viage, its something that i like, outlets are cool, you can buy things much cheaper there than in normal shops, if i had more money, i’d love to go to kildare shopping village again cause it has so many outlets in it. and they are all cool designed and with friendly staff. maybe a bit shallow to rave about outlets.
I need an outlet for all my anger, sadness and frustration in my life. Hopefully beginng to write again will help with that. I feel like there is so much that is bottled up inside of me that is waiting to get out. I don’t know if it how I have lived my life so far or what has been done to me that has made me such a repressed fool. I used to be such a creative and thoughtful person. Now I feel like I self medicate with watching mindless tv and reading easy mindless books for my escape. I have now escaped 40 years of my life. Wake Up!!!!
an outlet is someone, or something that just lets you get out all of your anger and frustration. for some it’s writing, others running, and still others a good friend. without an outlet, we would explode with the anger and frustrations we feel on a day to day basis. thank God for outlets
the source of my power. the bliss of energy. the only source of life. the only way to exist. the only happiness in this world.
there are people who cannot find outlets for their talent. especially artists and craftsman.
but as they move forward, they do. i wish and myself luck!
an outlet is somewhere you are able to go when things are just about to blow up inside you! you need some way to let go of all that steam! so you talk to someone, or you run, or write, or in some cases, eat. you find a way to let go of all that anger and frustration and then, you feel at peace.
you are my outlet. the one. my energy flowing through you and back. it is without your existence that I would be gone. you’ve left me alone on the floor. empty. empty of power.
outlet. interestingly, the input of power. a vent for the buildup, the shock, the spark, the ahhh, oh yes that orange and summer breeze. that is the outlet.
The outlet was at the other end of the room. It mocked me. I wanted to plug it in so bad. Just like the jingle that kept playing in my head.. “plug it in, plug it in”. But what — do I plug in? Nobody knows… except for him.
I plugged the plug in the outlet. I expected an electric shock, but all that happened was, well, nothing.
So I took the plug out of the outlet. And do you know what happened? An electric eel came out of nowhere and gave me an electric shock!
Weird things happen.
You are my everything but I know that for you, I’m just a person to vent to, to talk about the awful things in your life. I cannot remember the last time you asked me how I was doing or how I felt. But I love you anyway, and you are my best friend. And that saddens me.
You need to find a way to release everything that you’ve got inside of you. I draw. I write. You need to find something too. I know that sometimes it’s easier to do things that are… bad for you. But please, find something good. Do something good for yourself and the people that love you.
Outlets, we all have them, whether they are creative or athletic or anything in between. Outlets come in every shape and form.
Outlet. Creative outlet. My creative outlet is my art. I create. I let out my emotions, my thoughts, my feelings. Each time, I create something new. I create things that no one else has ever created. I create from my dreams, from my passion, and from everything I have inside me.
The baby didn’t know. How could the baby know? My best friend, Deidra, was screaming at him. She was never a good mom and everyone knew it, but how is a baby to know not to touch an outlet? She would yell at him, “You know better than that!” Really? Does he know better than that? She finally gave up on being a mother when she turned twenty-one. She was ready to party, not to potty train.
There is an outlet mall called WOW: World of Values and it bothers me because I feel like it should be WOV so that it is an acronym. Otherwise… the WOW part just sounds corny and unnecessary. Leave it out.
An escape. A way to free the mind from the burdens it daily carries. A chance to release your creativity. To try. To think. To create. A chance to be YOU.