Styrafoam is an odd thing. I enjoy it though. It’s white. It’s weird. It’s like a fluffy square cloud. I am aware that lots of people find it to be rather annoying. I have yet to discover why. It’s not that bad. It feels weird. But it’s pretty cool. Don’t you fucking question styrafoam. Because I love it.
It’s hard to image anything so versatile and useful as a piece of styrofoam. That’s what my teachers always told me. Everything’s made of it nowadays. It’s a problem that’s rapidly growing. We’re finding ourselves trapped in it– a white, winter wonderland of destruction and waste.
what a serious thing to me, the eyes that flow so gently once you open the gift you’ve received. mindless you wait for the present before you to make its way into the real world after flying from your grandfather’s home after his wife passed away.
There are certain textures, certain sounds you hate. And you know you hate them without needing to be around them because your passion against them is so strong. It’s the feeling of inauthenticity. Of something so manufactured and man-made that it just can’t be good.
styrofaom, rice cakes taste like styrofoam, i make science projects outta this stuff, like model plantes, and viruses, its difficult to work with, its flaky like dandruff, yuck! who named it styrofoam anyways?
Styrofoams are incredibly wonderful. When I was a kid, I used to make robot sculptures out of styrofoams. I hate the squeaky noise they make, but i love the tiny sticky balls that are glued together and make up a big ball of styrofoam. Styrofoam cups are very useful because they are easy to carry and recyclable!
cups… break them and polar bears die!!!
funny how literally EVERYTHING these days relates to saving the environment.. if only everyone took the care to pay attention to those small details.
the thing that keeps my packages safe on a lonely airline flight, and i trust that it’ll keep my belongings safe. shredded to appear like artificial snow, i can dance in it day and day. the sticky substance, it means nothing to me. nothing at all.
cup, carrot,couches
all made of Styrofoam
reach the sky higher high
let’s make Styrofoam
squeaky and crunchy
white and weary
all are the forms of styrofoam
Float. fFoat along that river of snow and wait there silently. Feel the waves beneath you light copper peddles and keep moving forward. Calmly wash away the dust around you, and take away the things hiding you…
Float. Just don’t’ be afraid to climb up onto land once in awhile.
The cup won’t save me. My friends won’t save me. All that can save me now is God. And he’s not listening. If he were listening he’d show me why I’m here. He’d show me why this moment matters. And in my opinion it doesn’t. And it never will.
Ugh, I already wrote about this, but hey. I was saying earlier that I wondered who created styrofoam. It’s some pretty random stuff if ya think about it. The very nature of it is pretty weird too. It’s sad that it harms the Earth. Maybe someone could create eco friendly stuff.
We need Styrofoam! The packages have to arrive safely, in mint condition, in the hands of those who need them! The only way to insure that they get satisfaction and remain happy is to pack them with Styrofoam! Get as much Styrofoam as you can get and we’ll get as much profit as we want!
i’ve already done this word! slight agitation at having to wait sixty seconds. i would like a new word without the wait, as i am in bed. i feel like i am wasting my time, and am embarrassed at the thought of others reading this. or, idk, maybe they will be amused. indecision.
There was once a man who’s name was styrofoam. He was the king of the packing supply industry, but one day. They told him he couldn’t work anymore because he wasn’t green enough. To not be a conformist he turned pink and instead was used for housing projects to keep sidding put up on houses. The end.
Stryrofoam is a funny little thing. It reminds me of rice cakes. I mean I’ve never tried to eat styrofoam, but it sure does resemble the stuff. Pretty random, I know, but it’s just a thought. I wonder who created it. Should I thank them? I heard styrofoam really messes up the envirnment. Sad stuff really.
I remember throwing away styrofoam that day. It was in the kitchen and I was getting late for work. The boss would have my head if I was late again. I grabbed the white cardboard and hurled it outside the window where it fell into my backyard. I was cursed. I was immortal. I looked a few thousand years later at that piece. It hadn’t disappeared into the soil It was still there, reminding me of my guilty act.
The piece of styrofoam sat on the chair, perfect and pure. Everyone had touched it from the manager to the cashier. It was intended to be thrown out and all of its cousins found themselves in the trashcan, waiting to go to their new home in the landfill tomorrow by sunrise. But here, it was alone. It was lonely.
styrofoam. white. texture. immediately texture. balls, peanuts, boats. packaging. excitement for most. fun to compress. makes awful sounds when slid together. i like the word’s consonance.
environmental hazard in a white convenient form. The reason I had to wash all those dishes at church when I was a kid. I guess it was our choice, though now it seems silly. NOthing changed, did it? I’m sure they’re still using that styrofoam now.
i hate styrofoam cups, because i see them littered everywhere. i don’t understand the disrespect that many people have for our world, and how they can throw trash into the environment with no thought to what they are doing. I would love for people to show more concern for our world
“UGH! WHY WOULD YOU EVER USE STYROFOAM CUPS?” Jenna’s fury erupted. “You know how bad for the environment they are!!! They fill landfills and take forever and I mean forever to break down, and they use an incredible amount of resources just to be made. What were you thinking? I just can’t believe you!!!” Jenna’s diatribe surged unabated. By the next morning she had still not run out of steam. Eventually, OKCupid, turned off her account. “But,” Nelson typed into the her last chat box. “All I wanted was to take you on a picnic.”
Styrofoam is kind of awesome. Did you know that if you put into solvents like turpentine, it dissolves and you end up with an awesome glue? That glue also works as a varnish. I hate the way styrofoam always breaks into gross pieces, and the way it squeaks when you press it together.
it was unbelievable. the whole town, the buildings and houses, furniture, streets, trees, goddamn lamp posts, it was all styrofoam. He thought he was dreaming, he had to wake up, this couldn’t be real. no way, he thought
as a kid, when packages would come, my favorite part was not whatever was being sent, but the popcorn styrofoam that was used to protect the contents. I would throw it in the air, and break it up into pieces and do whatever else I could with it.
i know a guy named daniel. he says his favorite color is styrofoam green. essentially, it is the same color as what i call sea foam green. it pisses me off he calls it styrofoam green because it doesn’t sound as beautiful and therefore has sort of lost it’s meaning. it’s sea foam green. not styrofoam.
I took it out of the box and it began to crumble all around me. I was pissed. I just vacuumed the floor and that only happens once a month. I sat there wondering what I should do. I went to the fridge grabbed a pepsi. Feeling the sugar high, I grabbed the vacuum and went to work.
the killer of the world. trash that cannot biodegrade and yet everyone uses it. it fills up our land fills and takes over the world, poisons our water that we drink, and kills everything because it releases toxins into the ground and ground water.
I hate the way styrofoam sounds against other pieces of styrofoam. It’s the worst noise known to man. It;s THE noise that makes my skin crawl. For some people it’s nails on a chalk board. For me, it’s styrofoam on styrofoam. At the beach once, Summer buying kitchsy salt and pepper shakers for her collection.
holding tightly to my styrofoam cup, i keep my drinks on ice like a hockey puck, slapping these dudes around, might start a fight and end up in the penalty box
Those styrofoam peanuts are the funniest thing. I never liked the way they sounded. It was always a really annoying sound…… um. That’s all I really think I have to say about that.
The meal tasted like styrofoam, but, nevertheless, he complimented her on it. He knew that she knew that he thought it tasted terrible, but she thanked anyway, the whole while knowing that they would never be; not now.
Styrafoam is an odd thing. I enjoy it though. It’s white. It’s weird. It’s like a fluffy square cloud. I am aware that lots of people find it to be rather annoying. I have yet to discover why. It’s not that bad. It feels weird. But it’s pretty cool. Don’t you fucking question styrafoam. Because I love it.
It’s hard to image anything so versatile and useful as a piece of styrofoam. That’s what my teachers always told me. Everything’s made of it nowadays. It’s a problem that’s rapidly growing. We’re finding ourselves trapped in it– a white, winter wonderland of destruction and waste.
tiny bubbles of imagined materials, made in a lab stripped straight from the imagination. Styro isnt so sterile, its poison is uncontrollable.
I wish I could eliminate this by just thinking about it …
what a serious thing to me, the eyes that flow so gently once you open the gift you’ve received. mindless you wait for the present before you to make its way into the real world after flying from your grandfather’s home after his wife passed away.
There are certain textures, certain sounds you hate. And you know you hate them without needing to be around them because your passion against them is so strong. It’s the feeling of inauthenticity. Of something so manufactured and man-made that it just can’t be good.
styrofaom, rice cakes taste like styrofoam, i make science projects outta this stuff, like model plantes, and viruses, its difficult to work with, its flaky like dandruff, yuck! who named it styrofoam anyways?
Styrofoams are incredibly wonderful. When I was a kid, I used to make robot sculptures out of styrofoams. I hate the squeaky noise they make, but i love the tiny sticky balls that are glued together and make up a big ball of styrofoam. Styrofoam cups are very useful because they are easy to carry and recyclable!
cups… break them and polar bears die!!!
funny how literally EVERYTHING these days relates to saving the environment.. if only everyone took the care to pay attention to those small details.
the thing that keeps my packages safe on a lonely airline flight, and i trust that it’ll keep my belongings safe. shredded to appear like artificial snow, i can dance in it day and day. the sticky substance, it means nothing to me. nothing at all.
cup, carrot,couches
all made of Styrofoam
reach the sky higher high
let’s make Styrofoam
squeaky and crunchy
white and weary
all are the forms of styrofoam
Float. fFoat along that river of snow and wait there silently. Feel the waves beneath you light copper peddles and keep moving forward. Calmly wash away the dust around you, and take away the things hiding you…
Float. Just don’t’ be afraid to climb up onto land once in awhile.
The cup won’t save me. My friends won’t save me. All that can save me now is God. And he’s not listening. If he were listening he’d show me why I’m here. He’d show me why this moment matters. And in my opinion it doesn’t. And it never will.
Ugh, I already wrote about this, but hey. I was saying earlier that I wondered who created styrofoam. It’s some pretty random stuff if ya think about it. The very nature of it is pretty weird too. It’s sad that it harms the Earth. Maybe someone could create eco friendly stuff.
We need Styrofoam! The packages have to arrive safely, in mint condition, in the hands of those who need them! The only way to insure that they get satisfaction and remain happy is to pack them with Styrofoam! Get as much Styrofoam as you can get and we’ll get as much profit as we want!
Those pieces of white soft stuff i find at the bottom of a gift. It’s an insignifigant piece of material getting in the way of the real prize.
i’ve already done this word! slight agitation at having to wait sixty seconds. i would like a new word without the wait, as i am in bed. i feel like i am wasting my time, and am embarrassed at the thought of others reading this. or, idk, maybe they will be amused. indecision.
There was once a man who’s name was styrofoam. He was the king of the packing supply industry, but one day. They told him he couldn’t work anymore because he wasn’t green enough. To not be a conformist he turned pink and instead was used for housing projects to keep sidding put up on houses. The end.
Stryrofoam is a funny little thing. It reminds me of rice cakes. I mean I’ve never tried to eat styrofoam, but it sure does resemble the stuff. Pretty random, I know, but it’s just a thought. I wonder who created it. Should I thank them? I heard styrofoam really messes up the envirnment. Sad stuff really.
I remember throwing away styrofoam that day. It was in the kitchen and I was getting late for work. The boss would have my head if I was late again. I grabbed the white cardboard and hurled it outside the window where it fell into my backyard. I was cursed. I was immortal. I looked a few thousand years later at that piece. It hadn’t disappeared into the soil It was still there, reminding me of my guilty act.
The piece of styrofoam sat on the chair, perfect and pure. Everyone had touched it from the manager to the cashier. It was intended to be thrown out and all of its cousins found themselves in the trashcan, waiting to go to their new home in the landfill tomorrow by sunrise. But here, it was alone. It was lonely.
styrofoam. white. texture. immediately texture. balls, peanuts, boats. packaging. excitement for most. fun to compress. makes awful sounds when slid together. i like the word’s consonance.
environmental hazard in a white convenient form. The reason I had to wash all those dishes at church when I was a kid. I guess it was our choice, though now it seems silly. NOthing changed, did it? I’m sure they’re still using that styrofoam now.
i hate styrofoam cups, because i see them littered everywhere. i don’t understand the disrespect that many people have for our world, and how they can throw trash into the environment with no thought to what they are doing. I would love for people to show more concern for our world
ben gibbard alleys couches foam soap clean baths music white spring yellow rubber ducks holding hands food fights puppies
“UGH! WHY WOULD YOU EVER USE STYROFOAM CUPS?” Jenna’s fury erupted. “You know how bad for the environment they are!!! They fill landfills and take forever and I mean forever to break down, and they use an incredible amount of resources just to be made. What were you thinking? I just can’t believe you!!!” Jenna’s diatribe surged unabated. By the next morning she had still not run out of steam. Eventually, OKCupid, turned off her account. “But,” Nelson typed into the her last chat box. “All I wanted was to take you on a picnic.”
Styrofoam is kind of awesome. Did you know that if you put into solvents like turpentine, it dissolves and you end up with an awesome glue? That glue also works as a varnish. I hate the way styrofoam always breaks into gross pieces, and the way it squeaks when you press it together.
it was unbelievable. the whole town, the buildings and houses, furniture, streets, trees, goddamn lamp posts, it was all styrofoam. He thought he was dreaming, he had to wake up, this couldn’t be real. no way, he thought
as a kid, when packages would come, my favorite part was not whatever was being sent, but the popcorn styrofoam that was used to protect the contents. I would throw it in the air, and break it up into pieces and do whatever else I could with it.
i know a guy named daniel. he says his favorite color is styrofoam green. essentially, it is the same color as what i call sea foam green. it pisses me off he calls it styrofoam green because it doesn’t sound as beautiful and therefore has sort of lost it’s meaning. it’s sea foam green. not styrofoam.
I took it out of the box and it began to crumble all around me. I was pissed. I just vacuumed the floor and that only happens once a month. I sat there wondering what I should do. I went to the fridge grabbed a pepsi. Feeling the sugar high, I grabbed the vacuum and went to work.
the killer of the world. trash that cannot biodegrade and yet everyone uses it. it fills up our land fills and takes over the world, poisons our water that we drink, and kills everything because it releases toxins into the ground and ground water.
Styrofoam and cellophane
Produced with corporate pocket change
Plastic vats with science-names
The synthesis of greed and gain
white, stiff, packing peanuts, gifts, christmas, trees, pine, forest
lean.
I hate the way styrofoam sounds against other pieces of styrofoam. It’s the worst noise known to man. It;s THE noise that makes my skin crawl. For some people it’s nails on a chalk board. For me, it’s styrofoam on styrofoam. At the beach once, Summer buying kitchsy salt and pepper shakers for her collection.
broken. life is like stryrofoam, breaks easily. one wrong move, snapped right in two. pieces left everywhere.
holding tightly to my styrofoam cup, i keep my drinks on ice like a hockey puck, slapping these dudes around, might start a fight and end up in the penalty box
Those styrofoam peanuts are the funniest thing. I never liked the way they sounded. It was always a really annoying sound…… um. That’s all I really think I have to say about that.
The meal tasted like styrofoam, but, nevertheless, he complimented her on it. He knew that she knew that he thought it tasted terrible, but she thanked anyway, the whole while knowing that they would never be; not now.