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Sweat is gross. I hate it, it makes me feel ugly when I do. I sweat a lot. and I always feel gross. And I feel like people hate me when I do. Or maybe they laugh at me. I’m not sure. I just feel ugly. And my pits just get wetter. And I look like i just dipped my arms in water. It’s not the sun. It is me. I’m fat.
By Destiny on 03.03.2012
put some sweat into it. put some sweat into your work. you know when you don’t, you’re not working to your full potential.
go work out for you. go sweat your face and shirt off for you! work harder, push harder, go for longer, next level, next limit, bring it.
By Abra URL on 03.03.2012
Sweat dripped down my forehead as I neared the finish line. I was almost there, getting closer each second to my destination. The others runners were on my heals, and I pushed harder. My breath is heavy, in through the nose out the mouth. I sprint, with everything I have in me, working every muscle in my body. I tear there the finish line and the crowd around me is cheering.
By AutumnRock URL on 03.03.2012
i do it a lot. can be sexy, but depends on the person. also smells pretty bad sometimes, except when you shower before hand. then it’s just nasty. well, it’s pretty much always nasty. i really don’t lii
By Chris Peters on 03.03.2012
Small beads of sweat gathered on his skin and mine
under the summer sun everthing was fine
if only the past was tomorrow instead of yesterday
By Solanaceae URL on 03.03.2012
I like the feeling of sweat. It feels nice and it makes me feel like i worked toward something, like I actually did something. When I see sweat on myself I feel proud, and beautiful, and I feel like I glisten. Sweat symbolizes hard work, diligent, impressive hard work.
But sweat on others is just gross. Only on me is it nice
By Jade A. on 03.03.2012
Sweat comes from a variety of different activities. Sometimes you’re working out… Sometimes you’re just working on a job. Sometimes it’s before you do something and you’re nervous. But regardless of what it is, sweat is a sign that you did something.
By Cristian URL on 03.03.2012
Dripping down your chest, glistening in the fading afternoon sunlight. You smile, breathing heavily, leaning in for another kiss.
By Lucille URL on 03.03.2012
Dripping down my face when I go from store to store and their heater is on too high. The summer is worst. I cannot get a break from the hot sun. The sweat embarrasses me.
By Angel on 03.03.2012
i always have to think when i see this word if its sweet or swaet have have to literally say it outloud. one time I got stuck on the word “this” for some reason it just didn’t look right, I asked a friend if I was correct and it was. I was 16. ugh
By funwithlex URL on 03.03.2012
I seem to always sweat the little stuff and learning to relax and calm myself well greatly help me live my life the way I want to. Sweating the stuff that isn’t very important is not a way to live your life.
By Miranda on 03.03.2012
Hot summers day, soaking in the sun on my skin…peaches, sangria, warmth. Running, getting out all the toxins, sweat running down my back, hair all wet with sweat..;
By Constance Wood on 03.03.2012
As I run up and down the court sweat always drips down me, making my eczema under my arms and on my stomach sear with pain. Sometimes It makes me want to stop completely, remove the sticky layer of cloth clinging to me from the wet and sweat.
By Sarah on 03.03.2012
It happens every time I see him. It clogs my pores and makes my forehead shiney. I try to hide it but help it? I can’t. He’s not the typical “attractive fellow” but he sure can make me sweat.
By Molly on 03.03.2012
Today I went on a hike with my friends on the rail trail. I got really wet. But it wasn’t because I was sweating, it was because it just rained and the ground was really wet. We also stepped in a river..It was a fun time. I’d do it again.
By Emily DeFranco URL on 03.03.2012
The tipping point is around here somewhere
near the adam’s apple but before the windpipe
a spike in the voice
the sweat spot of a call, a chiime of hi
By gsk URL on 03.03.2012
The pool was surronded by water, but i still feel my sweat dripping down my face. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of after a hard workout where you washed about your problems. Washed away your sweat.
By Nicole on 03.03.2012
I feel it drip off of my face as I run to the sidelines of the crowded field hockey field. The crowd cheers, as we score a goal. All that I can focus on is getting cooled off. I look up at the mysterious welcoming clouds, and think. I need to relax, but my head fills with the crowds cheering.
By lizzzaa URL on 03.03.2012
the sweat dripped from his chin after running for miles and miles on end. He was so exhausted, he couldn’t think clearly. After taking a short breather, she came back into his mind and suddenly, he wanted to run again.
By Bethani Belle on 03.03.2012
rivulets, snaking down your back
your arms, hunched by your sides
your fists, clenched into the grass
a smudge, careless on your cheek
and the bright sun, shining above
your heart is anguished, empty
your expression is dull with yearning
your eyes are closed tightly
a single drop of sweat, drips down
simple circles appear on the opaque blacktop
and you cry,
“why wasn’t i ever enough.”
By Skäila URL on 03.03.2012
I need more of this in my life. It signifies effort- not taking the easy road, but striving and reaching and yearning. It is the transferring of desire to reality. It is a realisation. The more I sweat, the more I am respecting myself, by believing that I. Am. Worth. More. Than. This.
By Kristy URL on 03.03.2012
sweat, rolling valleys, leads to a calm and relax lake in the outskirts of the town, where the children play in the safety of its shore. Many parents will take turns in watching over them while they play. In the long summers eves the girls and boys race each other with glee.
By nn on 03.03.2012
everyone does it
By kendra on 03.03.2012
I never thought I would be that person. Afraid of public places, afraid of social gatherings—parties, school, afraid to go out because I would get anxious again, deep inside my mind, and then it would all be uncomfortable and awkward for the rest of the night. Planning my outfits to avoid embarrassment, thinking at first I had low blood sugar and then that I was just some sort of freak. That’s not who I want to be, but it is me… And I hate it.
By Sarah-Wynne on 03.03.2012
She didn’t think he’d sweat so much. It’s weird that it’s all she can think about. She can feel each drip fall from his face, his brow, and drop against her heated skin. His mouth is everywhere and she feels too damp, too hot, too soaked in him. They wanted this to happen, but she hadn’t considered how she wouldn’t be able to feel anything but him.
By Cassie URL on 03.03.2012
Sweat is dusgusting, but it shows hard work. Strength. Endurance. It makes you a better you. Without sweat, we would never accomplish anything. Sweat is sweet.
By Hannah on 03.03.2012
A trickle of sweat ran down the side of her face, from temple to the bottom of her jawline and just hung there. Jensen reached a forefinger up and dabbed it away. She just stared at him with her big ninja eyes.
By chole URL on 03.03.2012
water, blouse, shirt, man, hot, disgusting, rain, umbrella, stink, woman, sweater, cold, l
By jhoanna on 03.03.2012
I don’t know what to say. I wast told to be distracted. To wait. But how can I? Saying it, bing told to do it, and simply doing it isn’t nearly as easy as it sounds. New thought.
Aubrey can freeze time, by why does that feel so wrong? It works perfectly, better then anything else. Yet it seems like its not the right type of perfect. And that is the most annoying thing.
Everytime. I swear it’s always like that. My body temperature is so weird, I am cold and then I am suddenly too hot and I am sweating like crazy under my coat, it’s annoying. I am probably in my menopause without realizing! lol. Whatever. this is crazy. Why can’t I type right? my nails, I guess.. I should cut them.
By Caroline on 03.03.2012
sweat releases toxins… caught up in your cells. feels good to sweat, although I don’t notice it while surfing. the cool saltwater covers it up, makes the ocean and me one. thank you for taking my toxins away momma ocean.
By spacialle on 03.03.2012
blood sweat and tears
sweating a river
I am surprised at how little I do sweat when I take long bike rides. Perhaps it just evaporates but mostly my sin stays dry.
By Sebtown URL on 03.03.2012
I have sweat running down my forehead because I just went for a jog. It’s moist and warm, kind od like the feeling you get after you drink water and the swallow it. I really hate the feeling of sweat, but when I sweat it shows the motivation and graditude that I give in losing weight.
By Cassidy on 03.03.2012
She ran as fast as she could, but she could still hear him behind her. Gasping for breath, she reached within herself to find the strength to carry on, but there was nothing left. She felt an arm around her neck and a hand covered her mouth before she could scream. She was going back.
By Jade L URL on 03.03.2012
This word describes how I feel at the end of the day. It can be a good feeling like I have earned a rest or a bad one like it is too hot.
By Toby Roberts on 03.03.2012
You were running from him again. It was another one of his drunken rampages. I knew you were scared, you always were. I could see the sweat glisten on your brow bone. God I wish I could help you, but I was just as scared as you. Running. Sweating. Praying that this would just end or that I could turn around and fight, to defend you. I was, I am, a coward.
I’m so sorry little sister.
By Kendyl on 03.03.2012
the sweat tasted of salt as i licked it off the side of your temple. ‘touch me’ you said. I did. I had thoughts of consuming you, your hot flesh pressed up against mine.
By Hannah URL on 03.03.2012
sweat is what happens when you work hard. sweat is what builds bridges, what builds stone walls, and what fights for what you believe in. we would be nothing without sweat. we would never achieve our goals without sweat.
By amy on 03.03.2012
It dripped down my face and stung in the cuts there, the only thing that reminded me of their existence.
This sweat was the first I’d dripped fighting off those blows. It wouldn’t be the last.
By Liz on 03.03.2012
sweat,sweat,sweat. It’s pretty nasty. It seems to come at the worse of times too. Like when I talk to the hottest guy at school, Sean. I mean I want him to like me. How the hell is that suppose to happen if I’m nervously sweaty? Oh
By Karly on 03.03.2012