I like to tangle pieces of thread together and make rope. I just bought hamsters that I could be tangling thread together for; I’m sure they would love rope. They are so cute, Becky & Bianca. I built a huge fortress for them last night, a play pen if you will. It’s perfect. Well the time just ran out and then i hit submit without putting my name and email so I had to hit the back button and it let me start over and kept what I had originally written, anyway, times up again. Love my hamsters =)
Ironically, I moved down to that land (known for its cotton plantations and racial segregation) to be free. But 9 months later I looked up, and looked around and I found myself, sure enough, all tangled up in the Delta Blues.
I hate when yarn or string gets tangled up. I always have to untangle it and it takes like five years to do. I hate it. I also hate when my hair is tangled. But my mom calls those rats.
you feeling trapped and caught up in the ways of life. tangle looks like the word triangle which is amusing beacuse they are completely different things! ha isnt that quality? no? well fuck you then.
have you ever been tangled in your bed sheets when you wake up in the morning, its terrible. When i woke up today i was tangled in my sheets and it took me forever to get out, i hate being tangled in my bed sheets.
I hate it when my hair gets tangled. It hurts really bad to get it out and is really annoying to deal with. Especially because my hair is so long and its really thick.
Relationships are such a tangled genre. You think that you will fall in love and that life will get sorted out, but no! It only gets more tangled..but maybe in a bit more pleasurable way. OFcourse you find urself in loops and knots
pubic hair in a tangle, pinches and it hurts, I need a trim, this is extremely annoying, makes me ponder why we were born with this long curly easily tangled pubic hair, when we are going to all want to shave it off anyway, It is a problem, and the benefits of having such genital hair do not out weight the problems that it causes. I would much rather stay in the way of a child for the rest of my life with a soft smooth vagina than to suffer the idignity of growing hair down there, and the stuble that ensues when I shave it.
Oh what tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive. I recall my mother saying that about a million times throughout my childhood, that’s cool.
The sheets twisted round my sweaty bare feet. I gasped. The spiralled colours loomed out of the darkness then faded away as I sat up and snapped on my nightlight – bathing the room in a hazy, orange glow and the creatures of my mind receded – banished to the corners of my dark, decrepit mind. I stilled my beating heart, exahaling harshly through my gaping mouth. It was so vivid, so lurid, so present. But he was gone, they were gone, and they would never be back.
The sheets twisted round my sweaty bare feet. I gasped. The spiralled colours loomed out of the darkness then faded away as I sat up and snapped on my nightlight – bathing the room in a hazy, orange glow and the creatures of my mind receded – banished to the corners of my dark, decrepit mind.
I read this as ‘triangle’ at first – and was about to launch into a memory of school concerts. Which, in view of the subsequent thought about brushing my daughter’s long hair, would have been a bit of a detour.
Rapunzel is the coolest disney princess. I couldn’t see the movie coz my exams are on, but it sounds fun. I went to disneyland paris lately and they showed a screening. I’ll buy a dvd as soon as my exams are over. Don’t you like it?
My hair after I used to swim for hours on end at the pool. No brush could move through it: there was unhappy screaming. That’s when my mom pulled out the detangler spray and everything was okay.
There are several scarfs laying on my lawn chair
They are tangled between the plastic arm rests
Intertwined with the pastel poppies surrounding it
Maybe later today it will be a different color
I will hope to God it hasn’t changed
That bloody sky likes to crawl its way into eardrums and fireplaces
We are clapping our hands
An applause to the necks who have stolen my scarfs
Encore!
‘We’d love another show’
Says the ruby sky
So soft like my scarfs
Her hair was all in the color of the rainbow lying across my chest across my bed listening to my heartbeat which was the sound of your voice of your whisper which got lost in the nest where I left my coat where I left your voice where I left the answer. Listen to the other colors listen to the way the curtains weave together. Listen to the way the bed pulls us in, cocoons us, makes it so we can’t get out. Listen to the way our limbs are wrapped together and no one could tell who’s who.
Hormones were to blame- in this transitional phase of life, everything was in a tangle- rather than waltzing merrily with physics, his limbs would struggle, trying to define themselves in their new and larger form- moreso than his body, his mind was a true mess, neurons shorting and fizzling, causing his actions to be erratic and disturbing, his tongue a hesitant mess of spittle and confusion. Damn teenagers.
As i was walking down the street i was listening to my headphones, trying to fix my purse and take off my sweatwer. i was becoming super aggravated because everything was getting tangled with everything else.
They pushed their way through the thick tangle of dead wood limbs. Ever branch and thorn catching on their clothing and in their hair. It was tough and slow going and she began to worry that they wouldn’t make it through in time. But they had no choice they had to get there before sunset.
Fingers tangle in hair. Kittens tangle in yarn. Pieces wrapped together, their ends spinning like curly cues in every direction. Knots and bends and creases all mashed together as one single entity.
All the girls’ hair got into a gigantic tangle. It was a disaster and they had to cut the tangle out of all their hair. They all ended up with a big chunk missing.
I like to tangle pieces of thread together and make rope. I just bought hamsters that I could be tangling thread together for; I’m sure they would love rope. They are so cute, Becky & Bianca. I built a huge fortress for them last night, a play pen if you will. It’s perfect. Well the time just ran out and then i hit submit without putting my name and email so I had to hit the back button and it let me start over and kept what I had originally written, anyway, times up again. Love my hamsters =)
Ironically, I moved down to that land (known for its cotton plantations and racial segregation) to be free. But 9 months later I looked up, and looked around and I found myself, sure enough, all tangled up in the Delta Blues.
hair all messed up,
upside, downside,
left, right,
wrong way up
wrong way down
ouch!
Tangle is like ur hair gets tangled in a not and u have to cute it out. Or u don’t know how ur clothes got tangled up together.
I hate when yarn or string gets tangled up. I always have to untangle it and it takes like five years to do. I hate it. I also hate when my hair is tangled. But my mom calls those rats.
you feeling trapped and caught up in the ways of life. tangle looks like the word triangle which is amusing beacuse they are completely different things! ha isnt that quality? no? well fuck you then.
I had pulled my brush through my tangles. The feel of the brush pulling my hair hurt. i let out a scream. i pull the tangle out with one last yank.
you can tangle up your hair!!!!That is the all time worst!!!
have you ever been tangled in your bed sheets when you wake up in the morning, its terrible. When i woke up today i was tangled in my sheets and it took me forever to get out, i hate being tangled in my bed sheets.
I hate it when my hair gets tangled. It hurts really bad to get it out and is really annoying to deal with. Especially because my hair is so long and its really thick.
u get tangled up in a rob or something
tangled up in blues, Bob Dylan, the man the legend. What my hair. My heart strings. That frustration that is.
Tangled up in blue…
Relationships are such a tangled genre. You think that you will fall in love and that life will get sorted out, but no! It only gets more tangled..but maybe in a bit more pleasurable way. OFcourse you find urself in loops and knots
Web woven when you get caught up in something, whether it is a lie or simply a messy room. Hard to undo but easy to create.
pubic hair in a tangle, pinches and it hurts, I need a trim, this is extremely annoying, makes me ponder why we were born with this long curly easily tangled pubic hair, when we are going to all want to shave it off anyway, It is a problem, and the benefits of having such genital hair do not out weight the problems that it causes. I would much rather stay in the way of a child for the rest of my life with a soft smooth vagina than to suffer the idignity of growing hair down there, and the stuble that ensues when I shave it.
Friday morning. 7:24am. supposed to wake up at 6:00 and go to the gym. or at least 7:00 and shower.
But I settle for a quick shower and can’t blow dry my hair. Throw some gel in it and hope it curls.
This the the result. A head full of tangles and no where to go.
Oh what tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive. I recall my mother saying that about a million times throughout my childhood, that’s cool.
all tangled up inside
The sheets twisted round my sweaty bare feet. I gasped. The spiralled colours loomed out of the darkness then faded away as I sat up and snapped on my nightlight – bathing the room in a hazy, orange glow and the creatures of my mind receded – banished to the corners of my dark, decrepit mind. I stilled my beating heart, exahaling harshly through my gaping mouth. It was so vivid, so lurid, so present. But he was gone, they were gone, and they would never be back.
The sheets twisted round my sweaty bare feet. I gasped. The spiralled colours loomed out of the darkness then faded away as I sat up and snapped on my nightlight – bathing the room in a hazy, orange glow and the creatures of my mind receded – banished to the corners of my dark, decrepit mind.
I read this as ‘triangle’ at first – and was about to launch into a memory of school concerts. Which, in view of the subsequent thought about brushing my daughter’s long hair, would have been a bit of a detour.
Rapunzel is the coolest disney princess. I couldn’t see the movie coz my exams are on, but it sounds fun. I went to disneyland paris lately and they showed a screening. I’ll buy a dvd as soon as my exams are over. Don’t you like it?
what what what what what what am i supposed to write
about tangle well i don’t know it’s somthing strange.
Mess up mad movie disney rapunzel prince blonde rope hair comb plait all over face harry potter
My hair after I used to swim for hours on end at the pool. No brush could move through it: there was unhappy screaming. That’s when my mom pulled out the detangler spray and everything was okay.
There are several scarfs laying on my lawn chair
They are tangled between the plastic arm rests
Intertwined with the pastel poppies surrounding it
Maybe later today it will be a different color
I will hope to God it hasn’t changed
That bloody sky likes to crawl its way into eardrums and fireplaces
We are clapping our hands
An applause to the necks who have stolen my scarfs
Encore!
‘We’d love another show’
Says the ruby sky
So soft like my scarfs
Her hair was all in the color of the rainbow lying across my chest across my bed listening to my heartbeat which was the sound of your voice of your whisper which got lost in the nest where I left my coat where I left your voice where I left the answer. Listen to the other colors listen to the way the curtains weave together. Listen to the way the bed pulls us in, cocoons us, makes it so we can’t get out. Listen to the way our limbs are wrapped together and no one could tell who’s who.
Hormones were to blame- in this transitional phase of life, everything was in a tangle- rather than waltzing merrily with physics, his limbs would struggle, trying to define themselves in their new and larger form- moreso than his body, his mind was a true mess, neurons shorting and fizzling, causing his actions to be erratic and disturbing, his tongue a hesitant mess of spittle and confusion. Damn teenagers.
i am tangled
i will tangle with tina and she will regret it!
As i was walking down the street i was listening to my headphones, trying to fix my purse and take off my sweatwer. i was becoming super aggravated because everything was getting tangled with everything else.
They pushed their way through the thick tangle of dead wood limbs. Ever branch and thorn catching on their clothing and in their hair. It was tough and slow going and she began to worry that they wouldn’t make it through in time. But they had no choice they had to get there before sunset.
Tangles are something you don’t want to see if your towing some one.
not to not turning pulling is tangled thing nots, hair.
Tangle is when u get thing get mixed together.
Tangle is a funny word. It means to get caught up in something. The movie Tangled is a good movie.
i was tangled up on a rope one day and i took a long long long long time just to get out of. Never want to be tangled a gain it was fustrating.
Tangle is when things are mixed up in eachother or stuck together. Tangled in lies, or the movie tangled. Tangled sucks..
Fingers tangle in hair. Kittens tangle in yarn. Pieces wrapped together, their ends spinning like curly cues in every direction. Knots and bends and creases all mashed together as one single entity.
All the girls’ hair got into a gigantic tangle. It was a disaster and they had to cut the tangle out of all their hair. They all ended up with a big chunk missing.