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The vines of the jungle were a tangled mess. The poor monkeys and iguanas all got stuck in them. So then, one day, a vine whisperer came along. He whispered to the vines and got them to move. So then the the monkeys and iguanas didn’t get stuck anymore and they were very happy.
By rollinggnomes URL on 02.17.2011
Like a shoelace knot that a toddler’s tried to untie in all the wrong ways – leaving it wound tight, pulled close and nearly inseparable – or vines around the trunk of a tree, winding for the sun through it’s own loops and curls; I want us to tangle under the shade of my sheets till we can’t find the end to tug that pulls us apart.
By Rob URL on 02.17.2011
a tangled web we weave when first we conspire to decieve.
my hair needs to be washed.
my computer network cables are unplugged, hopelessly
By JT on 02.17.2011
Ugh, it was impossible to get it free. the plastic bristles of her cheap purple brush tore away from the plush head as she yanked it free, tiny little needles, caught in the tangles of her hair, digging painfully into her sunburned scalp. She cried.
By Croganhore on 02.17.2011
tangled up in the mess that is the education system. international waters interfere with the language and tangle communication amongst academics and their trusty followers. around the clock charges and misconceptions require our brain to tangle like vines.
By Kelly on 02.17.2011
Oh, what a tangle I’m in! Day in , day out…never-ending story. Do I , or Don’t i! Who knows, who cares. My life, my mess. Oh what a Tangle!
By Catherine Barton on 02.17.2011
She pulled at a tangle in her hair
It reminded her that her youth
Slowly fades with each pull
Please let me keep my tangles
She wishes while
By Michael Lewis on 02.17.2011
My mind. Tangled up in a mass of thoughts and conflicting aspects of my personality. When I did into it too deeply, when I think too much late at night, when I’m feeling contemplative and deep, is when this becomes apparent. I can’t help but get lost in my mind, digging deeply and following the tangled mass of thought.
By Katie on 02.17.2011
Hair gets tangled. it’s annoying. really annoying. I suppose that’s why girls cary around hairbrushes. If not, wed get dreads or something. Dreads… those are nasty. They can get bugs in them and stuff… ewwww.
By tigerlilly on 02.17.2011
Oh, what a tangle I’m in! Day in , day out…never-ending story. Do I , or Don’t i! Who knows, who cares. My life, my mess. Oh what a Tangle! What a mess!
By Catherine on 02.17.2011
I was tangled between his legs. We were together and tangled in the sheets. I was there, alone with this stranger. A connection would be broken in the morning. I was with him. I would never see him again.
By Emma Norbut on 02.17.2011
put up in a tangle under your sword hollow dangle in all the angles which require your anger, in all the hope that is waiting for you.
By thelastcockroach on 02.17.2011
Four limbs were tangled around each other behind the old oak tree. Four eyes darted to catch any onlookers, but no one was there. Two quick breaths later, they flew apart. They went their separate ways, without one glance back, but both dreaming of next time.
By Grace on 02.17.2011
I think of the movie tangled. I think of being tangled in obligations and responsibilities. I think of how tangled life can be when drama becomes the primary concerned. I think of hair as a child and those funny conditioning sprays that Ima would use in order to get all of the knots out of my hair.
By Noa on 02.17.2011
Sometimes I carry alot of things in my bag. My headphones usually get tangled up with all the mess. unfortunately for me it takes too long to fix so they stay that way alot of the time. Hearts get tangled . Mine is always that way I’m not sure how to untangle that.
By Elle on 02.17.2011
One mistake and it spirals out of control bringing with it the pain and sorrow. A deep deep spiral of tangled words and feeling. Twisted thoughts and actions. Confusion. In this tangled sittuation confusion takes the reins and drives you away to an unknown location. WQhen will you return? You would rather not for when you come back you will have to face the tangled sittuation.
By Lor-n URL on 02.17.2011
you’ve tangled me in your lust. I long for it. need it. you’ve tangled me in your love. it is all I breathe for. you’ve tangled me in heart ache. it breaks and burns me. you’ve tangled me.
By Paige S. on 02.17.2011
“I can’t afford to get so tangled up in emotion” he sighed. He honestly wished he could, but there was no hope for him now.
By Addie URL on 02.17.2011
Life is a tangled mess. Some view it as indesireable, but others view the tangle as a necessity. Why would you want to be a single thread? I would rather be a tangle of other threads tightly knotted together. You are stronger with other threads. Yes, you are captured into the demands and struggles of other threads, but isn’t that what life is about? For who wants a life that stretches from one place to another, barely seen?
By daghdha URL on 02.17.2011
The blade was approaching her face at an unbelievable speed, zooming from across the warehouse. She tried to move her feet, but they were caught in a tangled mass of ropes and fishhooks.
By Blake URL on 02.17.2011
we tangle our lives into the obsessions of others. Make our priorities the priorities of others. Stop being tangled and start the straight path to prosperity.
By Stefan Smith on 02.17.2011
Tangle reminds me of my hair in the morning. It’s generally one giant tangled mass of hair when I wake up and it drives me insane. I just want my hair to be smooth when I wake up, I wish I didn’t have to put effort into my hair or my looks for that matter, even though everyone says I don’t need to wear makeup because I’m a natural beauty, I feel like I really do need it. Just like I need to do my hair.
By beth on 02.17.2011
its all like a tangled mess the more u pull at it the worse it gets, just relax, stop tensing up, give it time and it will fall into place, in its own time.
By GG on 02.17.2011
Tangled – in a mess – that’s what my hair was always like when I was younger – it was long, right down to my waste – I never wanted it cut – I loved having long hair but being older and having more sense I had it cut, I mean cropped just like an elf’s – so you see I don’t have to cope with the tangles anymore!
By matilda URL on 02.17.2011
The sheets contorted and tangled around her limbs as she fought the terrors only she could see. When he shook her, she screamed for nearly a minute–horror-stricken and confused.
By Angélique URL on 02.17.2011
I get tangled all the time, in my mind, the words that come out, my hands that won’t behave, my legs that won’t obey. To tangle is a sign of tension, of despair of desperation.
By Michael on 02.17.2011
A movie that everyone has been talking about recently. But also a real life person… my room mate, whose hair reaches her feet. It would be beautiful if only she took better care of it.
By Idk on 02.17.2011
The tangles in her hair seemed to be mocking her when she looked in the mirror that morning, as if to say “I know what you did last night.”
By mary on 02.17.2011
Some people often feel tangles up in their lives. All the swinging and swooping stresses and commitments of life sometimes become too much. Life’s a tangle. Try your best not to get too knotted up.
By George Simmonds on 02.17.2011
my hair gets tangled
there is a movie tangled
tangle with danger
tangle with tina today
don’t tangle with me today
By kiki on 02.17.2011
for lover to lie in one another’s arms, twisted, warped, confounded by the breathe of each other. unbelievable. untangible. lost.
By Azrael on 02.17.2011
My hair is one big tangle after today. It was sixty seven degrees, so of course I had the car windows down. And of course we were speeding. Now I guess I’m paying for it..
By Abby URL on 02.17.2011
The child’s hair was tangled, like it had been brushed by the wind
Thrown into millions of little knots that somehow bound together
To make one beautiful, golden-brown head of hair
Her emerald eyes complimented the mess and tipped it off
With that familiar, yet forever pure sparkle.
By Karisa on 02.17.2011
My hair is long and I love it but once in a while it gets caught in a tangle of gold and brown and bristles of brush and it takes time to free it from the mess it has gotten itself in again.
By paulie aragon on 02.17.2011
it was dark and the girl screamed in pain. She wanted someone to hear her, but she knew no one could. This scared her. The fact that she could be so alone in a room, dirty, with tangled hair. She didn’t know why she was there, she couldn’t even remember how she got there, but she knew something was wrong, she knew something had to have happened, the pain of the chains cutting into her wrists and ankles easily proved that.
By Rachel on 02.17.2011
sun tangle, tangle with hands, it has a lot of meanings… i hv to much time, i dont kno what write… HELP help HELP!
By Anita on 02.17.2011
my words are in knots like stomaches and hands and other organs that never touched.
By Adam Powers URL on 02.17.2011
The forest floor was nothing but a complete tangle of weeds and branches. Her feet stopped every two seconds to yank itself free from the cluttered mess. The forest seemed to go on forever. Yet she didn’t have forever to get there. She heard the howling in the distance and knew she had no time to waste.
By A cup of T URL on 02.17.2011
Why do I try to write about something that gives me no interest whatsoever.
When I say these things I will probably write about you again never.
And when it all runs out and time is gone. . .
It’s you, tangle, that ties everything back up to where it should and. . .
Won’t let go.
By Dave URL on 02.17.2011
she was struggling,the ropes wouldnt let her free,so tight,so erotic,she was enjoying every second of it,the struggle,the helplessness,leaving me at total control,tied up,tangled up and ballgagged,it was a gorgeous sight…
By mike hunt on 02.17.2011