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i love straws they are so nice especially crazy straws oooh with chocolate mily YUM YUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMY some are white
whats you r favorite straw? plain?
OH MY GOSH LOL
By Emma on 06.13.2012
LIKE A STRAW
I AM LIGHT
I AM THING
I AM TALL
I AM WHAT
YOU WOULD CONSIDER A
By MARIA URL on 06.13.2012
She sucked slowly on the straw, slurping the last dregs of a chocolate milkshake into her mouth with a satisfying murmur.
Her cherry red lips were briefly wetted by a thin tongue that lapped at the end in a tantalising swirl of enjoyment.
By Katherine URL on 06.13.2012
Mom used to make us draw straws. Did you almost always get the short straw too?
By vanhaydu URL on 06.13.2012
Slllllrp! I heard it. Long. Like sucking from a straw. He grabbed her neck, greedy for more blood, and sucked. Again and again and again.
By jelly URL on 06.13.2012
Staw dogs are the things that are simply created to be destroyed. I really like the something Corporate song called “Straw Dog” but I also like the JAck’s Mannequin song called Last Straw. I liked bendy straws when I was a little kid. I used to connct them all together and make a super mega straw.
By Kai on 06.13.2012
Hum… Straw… well, fresh juice. Passion Fruit juice, no sugar. White refined sugar has not nutritional value. Why would you keep adding that empty thing to your life. Not really empty? Well just saying.
By Marta on 06.13.2012
On this very day, I wrote a quite intriguing entry about a straw, on this very website. It was delightful, but where is it now? Never to be seen again. The universe ate it. Or maybe it decided that it would drink it. I hope the universe was able to get a straw with that.
By Lauren52891 URL on 06.13.2012
Straw could mean two things- a plastic hollow cylinder or hay. A Straw (plastic clyl.) is used to drink soda or cocktail(or mocktail) .
By skumar on 06.13.2012
A straw is something that you can drink through. it’s fun to think that you can make things out of a straw. Straw has two different meanings. It can be a device used to suck liquid and a piece of dry hay. Straw can be used to be creative and make a scarecrow or it can be used as a decoration
By JJ on 06.13.2012
The straw that is so fine that could save me from sucking up brine, in the summers heat the ice is cool and serves me the sweet liquid that flow through giving me eternal quench and saves me from the sweltering heat that beams down upon my back stinging rays that never forgive, this straw will bring salvation and help us all because this summer is so damn hot.
By Dylyn on 06.13.2012
Well the portal to the sweet liquid, just across the other side, out of reach, damn straw is to short.
Forever and beyond
By April on 06.13.2012
The last straw. The short straw. Ouch. Always. Bad luck. Nothing good.
By Sarah on 06.13.2012
For every straw I see, I weep. For it reminds me of him. For every time I sorrow in his lack of presence.
By Melody Gerbrandt on 06.13.2012
I would love a straw hat. To sit outside in it and drink lemonade on a sunny day by the ocean. Or in the ocean. I imagine it would feel exquisite to hold the brim down on the top of my head in the breeze while I throw my head back in laughter. Surely this is Happiness.
By barefootink URL on 06.13.2012
It’s like sipping your words through a straw; they jumble, become intangible to repeat.
By Desiree J URL on 06.13.2012
As a farm girl, I’ve been around straw for pretty much my entire life. I’ve climbed all over straw bales and built forts with my sister; we’ve helped roll out straw bales for the cattle.
By Kerry URL on 06.13.2012
That was the last straw. Astor looked up, his eyes dangerous, no trace of a smile anywhere on his face. He looked older. And he looked much, much more powerful.
“You have tortured me,” he said in a low voice. “I might have let you get away with that. But then you chose to hurt the people I love. You tried to kill my best friend, and you succeeded in killing the woman I loved. You have officially made me /very/ angry. And you won’t be glad you did.”
By Julia A. URL on 06.13.2012
straws are the most peculiiar things. they come in many colors shapes sizes and can be quite useful for a variety of things. If i were a straw i would want to be pink. or purple. id want to be curvy and bendy all at once.
im sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo annoyed. lol
By Eli on 06.13.2012
I pulled it. The short straw. I glanced up at the man, whose teeth gleamed in a wide, toothy smile. A chill ran through me, even colder than the cabin we were occupying. “Guess you won’t be eating dinner tonight,” he chuckled.
By Jordan URL on 06.13.2012
She woke up with straw stuck to her cheek
The sleep straggling round her smile
The skirt hitched up, creased and smudged
Where steady sweating hands had held, then
heaved to get, like an artist, the right angle
By gsk URL on 06.13.2012
ribs are showing, hair
like straw. it falls out,
clump by desperate clump.
not beautiful yet,
i’m five pounds off. almost
a work of art; Starve
the sin from my body and
wash out the toxins.
A blank canvas.
paint me: a picture.
By Kim URL on 06.13.2012
The straw that fell from the sky clung to Jessie’s naked skin.
Her hair framed her face as she laughed, and Jake knew he was in love.
By Fraser on 06.13.2012
a yellow straw, in my milk. it makes it tase sweet, i dont know why. my mom says that i shouldnt eat straw, it will give me fungus in my mouth, but i dont really care, with milk it tastes so sweet, i love it
By Henry on 06.13.2012
Straws are an interesting invention. Magically when the milky substance is transferred to your mouth your taste buds scream with excitement. What could be better than a pinstriped straw?
By Hannah on 06.13.2012
straw – berries
with sweet whipped cream on top
delicious dreams in a rainy night…
By BR on 06.13.2012
The sound of him slurping his pepsi through the straw irritated the hell out of her. It was her birthday and he decided to splurge and take her to Olive Garden to celebrate. The fact that she wasn’t fond of faux Italian food had not fazed him. After ten years together everything he did annoyed the hell out of her. Some mornings the very sight of him sickened her to her stomach.
By leelee on 06.13.2012
This was the last straw. First, it had been the three pubescent boys stealing potato chips from the deli area. Then, it was a middle-aged woman opening a cupcake container just to eat one of the chocolate puffed pastries. And now, two giggly high school girls were opening up cans of soda and drinking them.
The security guard had no choice. He had to save the day.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 06.13.2012
She slowly sipped on the straw and looked up at him. She wondered why a boy like him would be out with a girl like her. Most of the time she kept to herself, quietly getting things done without being noticed. Nevertheless across from her sat the most handsome boy she had ever laid eyes on. His eyes were a milky brown, and they did nothing but stare right back. His crooked smile had been making appearances all night, but this time there was something different, something she couldn’t help but notice
their hands were touching.
By Lola URL on 06.13.2012
The stalls are strewn with it: a prickly gold plucked from the fields stretching out to the horizon. It is a sweet-smelling blanket stretched out from wall to wall.
By Hannah URL on 06.13.2012
There once was a crimson red straw perched inside a lovely brown cola drink. He hated his life because he hated cola. And all day long he’d be sucked upon my a bulldog-drool mouth. So one day he jumped in the trash can and died
By G.E. Thorn on 06.13.2012
I was sitting at my restaurant drinking a Watermelon Margarita when all of a sudden I felt the earth beneath me move. No, i wasn’t an earthquake. It was love. I fell in love over a watermelon margarita with a straw on a summer afternoon. And that my friends is how the story goes. Love happens upon you when you least expect it.
By Tiffany on 06.13.2012
i had a straw on my lemonade, it was red with white stripes. I would like it to be bigger, like those tappioca straws, anyway.
I dont know what to write about straws, its kinda difficult.
By ana karen galvan on 06.13.2012
My mom wants me to get a farm job. I think it would be a great experience, but honestly I’m not unhappy with the job I have now. It pays pretty well, probably better than a farm job. The only downside is that my shifts start at 5 and end between 12 and 1 in the morning which kind of takes away from my nightlife.
By Chi on 06.13.2012
As she looked at me from the end of the counter, she let go of her straw, set down the milkshake, and walked my way, saying nothing except in her quiet footsteps.
By johntc URL on 06.13.2012
Itchy, hard and sticking me in the back, Why did I think that laying in the hay loft would be a good idea? It smells like pee.. But he is here. So that makes it all worth it right?
By DS on 06.13.2012
I don’t know these things are weird but I love them, they suck and stuff and I guess it’slike a comfort to me I feel better when I use a straw compared to no straw and all that but I really like sippy cups becaaus I feel like I’m little again and like everything is ok and I’m not broken and dying and that maybe just maybe, I’ll have a future
By Selena on 06.13.2012
feeling like a tublikebeing, with no hope, no strength, just a hallow heart. Barely any shape, nor complexity, im simple. just how i was made to be. sometimes i wonder if Im ever going to mold into what I want to be
By jennifer Romero URL on 06.13.2012
I love straws, that might be because I am so used to making messes, especially when it comes to myself, my life, and straws are that little extra help that I just need to be even the littlest bit classy. Don’t ever underestimate what one simple thing can do. Everything has a purpose and all them make you better, sometimes just to know what that purpose is helps in ways you don’t even know.
By kt URL on 06.13.2012