biting, teeth can tear they can tear food and tear into people with words they form sounds and with that comes the greatest of powers. i cant decide whether i like teeth i think i hate them unless they smile
my teeth are not that straight actually. i have this one tooth that kind of reminds me of a vampire. but it looks odd because it dosnt go with the other side of my mouth. i hate it. no body notices it but me. i dont know why. cause it stands out. its discusting.. wanna trade teeth??? please? cause i hate my vampire tooth. i do. alot. I do :)
i have many teeth, most of which i like. Except for Larry. He is a back left molar. He’s always been a bit lazy and all the other teeth complain he’s letting the mouth down all the time. silly Larry.
Pearly, shiny, white. Just what her parents paid for. This was what she had waited years to see: perfectly aligned, beautiful teeth. But somehow, without the wires in her mouth, she just didn’t feel like they belonged to her.
Once, in primary school, “accidentally” i broke one of my friends teeth. The coordinator put me an advice.. I was one of the longest and scariest weekends in my life before telling my dad. At the end, when i told him the news. He started to laugh. ¬¬
Teeth. People just don’t understand it. Ew, I don’t want to watch teeth, they reply. Well, you should. Because it’ll terrify you into abstinence and turn you into a priest. Vocations would be up 300%. No joke. Just Teeth.
Fido gnashed his monstrous Bull Mastiff teeth on Jerry’s bologna-lined leg. The pressure was unbearable as the pain shot up his leg. Blood spattered from his femural artery as his bones crunched. He considered, through the pain, whether this was the most efficient method of getting his white trousers dyed rust colored, but he was proud to know he was saving a few bucks.
Die Zahnfee kommt nachts, wenn alles schläft. Die Lichter sind aus. Die Köpfe liegen schwer. Die Tür ist versperrt. Die Nacht lässt niemanden rein. Die Zähne liegen unter den Kissen. Sie warten darauf gestohlen zu werden. Gelbe, weiße. Alle nimmt sie mit. Preisschwankungen sind in der Tätigkeit inbegriffen.
the monster under your bed looks up to you, teeth shining despite the lack of light in the room. you should be afraid, but those teeth, so perfect in the dark, lead you not to be afraid. such a welcoming smille.
With a limp and blue cheek, the short smileless man
left the carriage, like a boxer with a bowed head
his bag still hanging from the rack
It was two stops later that I noticed it,
a faded white strap, cracked body,
word down buckles – a mirror of its owner
Yanking it down, it smeared
a red stain on my cuff –
all four corners soaked in past fights,
static sweat and drooled spit
Like a punter unable to resist an inside tip
I snuck a peep into its innards –
and saw a loosened grin smiling back,
a row of teeth, chattering at the bottom of the bag
shivering for a stop.
wish i smiled more. the camera does bring out the teeth, but i hate these forced smiles. would like to show you how many teeth i have. except i wouldn’t have to smile, i could look and you could see the teeth and everything through
mouth cavities gross whie super great i love hem they make i possible to chew if i didnt have them i would totally die a terrible meaningless life due to starvation eww i dont want to starve who chose this word?!
it feels good when someone bites you softly. sometimes people bite you hard and it hurts. they eat your food and make things easy to open. i love teeth. they help me smile beautifully.
“It is interesting how much worth one’s teeth has on their character,” the Cougar says as she removes her dentures, sets them in a cup by the bed, turns back toward the young boy she picked up at the boy and says, “now, where were we?”
I felt my teeth sink into the stranger. No, I wasn’t a vampire nor was I a complete lunatic. I just felt supremely, suddenly scared of the man in front of me. And to be completely honest, felt if I hadn’t attacked him he would be the attacking me. So, I let them sink in further, blood beginning to pour from the wound – he wouldn’t be giving me that look again.
Teeth fill my mouth; fill my head. Pearly white marbles of consumption. They are the harbingers of doom; of dread. White gravestones of my mouth. Destruction.
show me your teeth.
don’t fucking lie to me.
if you can’t smile, then you are a coward.
only liars hide behind a false smile.
fakers and cheaters.
you have no place in my heart.
run on
show me your teeth.
From when we’re young we depend on our teeth to eat our food and defend us against those nasty people that try to make us do things we dont want to do. Then we’re told biting is bad and something that isnt acceptable. Then we grow older and we start biting again, but this time its affectionate, lovebites. Then its ok again. How peculiar!
the fairy won’t come but all is undone go fuck yourself
pretty little ivory clones
everyone the same know one alone
the price we pay
imperfections are slayed
and everyone be matching
bent right
ground down
scraped clean
pruned till they bleed
but its all okay
just as long as we can say
my my look at those perfect teeth.
oh my god i am so self-conscious about my teeth. 20 and in braces. what the fuck. i was supposed to be pretty. i’m so small, so skinny. but every time i smile, this harsh and jagged SHIT is all anyone sees.
i grind my teeth
don’t think they’ll shatter but they aren’t infinite
they can only take so much of this
I can only take
so much.
i don’t want to grind my teeth.
but i do, because i can’t figure this out.
My teeth shake then crumble
small jagged lines fall from my mouth
form words, ideas
undone concepts inside-out upside-down
until i can’t take it anymore
teeth, they are magical, you can use them to bite your friends, to eat your apple and to even just show a great smile. without them, tigers would be lame, without them sharks would be weak. I love them. you love them. we just never give them the thought that we should because things we need the most we take for granted. yep
Crooked with a space between the two front ones. “You need to get braces” the dentist says over and over, but I pay no attention to him. I can smile, I can eat, I have no pain and have never had a cavity. So why do I need to fix something that isn’t broken to begin with?
Plus having two extra teeth can be pretty cool, right?
Listening to the wind blow outside, I sigh heavily before regaining my thoughts. Pulling the quill out of my writing kit, I lean back into the chair, eyes closed. Breathing heavily through my teeth, I try to remember what the words I was looking for were. It’s hard not to be absorbed by the cold air against my face, and the warmth of my blankets, protecting me from the biting chill.
Ugh… teeth have always been frustrating for me. Although they are incredibly useful, and we couldn’t eat most foods without them, teeth consistently lead to frustrating mouth pain and toothaches. I have soft teeth, so cavities have been an issue for me (especially since I did not brush very well as a child).
I lie through the skin of my teeth, I’m so used to it now- being the compulsive liar that I am. It’s so easy to tell a lie, and even easier to get people to believe you. People are idiots, they really are. I know that may seem harsh to you, but do you really disagree?
Small things, gnawing, digesting, chattering and being the only tools that leave us full and empty at the same time, helping us to say what we don’t mean. They are shown by smiles, but often in a naked way, ashamed of being used for something that isn’t true. Teeth.
i have teeth. they are sharp and white. they remind me of edward cullen. i would thoroughly enjoy him ripping his teeth into my neck…even though he’s a vampire. it’s fine. i have really sharp canines so sometimes i used to pretend i was a vampire. i wish i was a vampire. blood tastes good. when does this thing stop? hasnt it been 60 seconds yet?! blah blah
my teeth have grown and i have lost none but my baby ones. love grows as do teeth and your baby loves make room for the new loves that may grow in strong and have learned from the old ones.
My teeth hurt. Not unusual, in fact it was common for somebody who never saw a dentist and rarely brushed their teeth. It was unusual in that my teeth were sore because they were being hammered out by a large man convinced I owed him a sum of money. A large man I had never seen, taking teeth that I would never see again. Ouch.
His white teeth, not perfectly aligned, the front bottom a little crooked. The way he draws them, contact with skin, burns and causes me to whimper. The way the nibble at my nose as if he is taste a gourmet meal melts me. The way our teeth clank when we gnaw at each other in laughter. But, what I love most is the smile his teeth make, when I light up his world.
are for cleaning and eating and gnashing. they are little white squares of evil and love. the best thing about teeth is their points, which glimmer in the right lighting, and anyone with teeth can be a movie star because of them.
Back and forth, back and forth. He goes at the piece back and forth, back and forth. He sees, he saws.
biting, teeth can tear they can tear food and tear into people with words they form sounds and with that comes the greatest of powers. i cant decide whether i like teeth i think i hate them unless they smile
my teeth are not that straight actually. i have this one tooth that kind of reminds me of a vampire. but it looks odd because it dosnt go with the other side of my mouth. i hate it. no body notices it but me. i dont know why. cause it stands out. its discusting.. wanna trade teeth??? please? cause i hate my vampire tooth. i do. alot. I do :)
i have many teeth, most of which i like. Except for Larry. He is a back left molar. He’s always been a bit lazy and all the other teeth complain he’s letting the mouth down all the time. silly Larry.
Pearly, shiny, white. Just what her parents paid for. This was what she had waited years to see: perfectly aligned, beautiful teeth. But somehow, without the wires in her mouth, she just didn’t feel like they belonged to her.
Once, in primary school, “accidentally” i broke one of my friends teeth. The coordinator put me an advice.. I was one of the longest and scariest weekends in my life before telling my dad. At the end, when i told him the news. He started to laugh. ¬¬
white things in mouth chew food go bad when not cleaned cause breath odour smile
Teeth. People just don’t understand it. Ew, I don’t want to watch teeth, they reply. Well, you should. Because it’ll terrify you into abstinence and turn you into a priest. Vocations would be up 300%. No joke. Just Teeth.
Fido gnashed his monstrous Bull Mastiff teeth on Jerry’s bologna-lined leg. The pressure was unbearable as the pain shot up his leg. Blood spattered from his femural artery as his bones crunched. He considered, through the pain, whether this was the most efficient method of getting his white trousers dyed rust colored, but he was proud to know he was saving a few bucks.
Die Zahnfee kommt nachts, wenn alles schläft. Die Lichter sind aus. Die Köpfe liegen schwer. Die Tür ist versperrt. Die Nacht lässt niemanden rein. Die Zähne liegen unter den Kissen. Sie warten darauf gestohlen zu werden. Gelbe, weiße. Alle nimmt sie mit. Preisschwankungen sind in der Tätigkeit inbegriffen.
the monster under your bed looks up to you, teeth shining despite the lack of light in the room. you should be afraid, but those teeth, so perfect in the dark, lead you not to be afraid. such a welcoming smille.
With a limp and blue cheek, the short smileless man
left the carriage, like a boxer with a bowed head
his bag still hanging from the rack
It was two stops later that I noticed it,
a faded white strap, cracked body,
word down buckles – a mirror of its owner
Yanking it down, it smeared
a red stain on my cuff –
all four corners soaked in past fights,
static sweat and drooled spit
Like a punter unable to resist an inside tip
I snuck a peep into its innards –
and saw a loosened grin smiling back,
a row of teeth, chattering at the bottom of the bag
shivering for a stop.
wish i smiled more. the camera does bring out the teeth, but i hate these forced smiles. would like to show you how many teeth i have. except i wouldn’t have to smile, i could look and you could see the teeth and everything through
mouth cavities gross whie super great i love hem they make i possible to chew if i didnt have them i would totally die a terrible meaningless life due to starvation eww i dont want to starve who chose this word?!
buy something everywhere.we are the family.
it feels good when someone bites you softly. sometimes people bite you hard and it hurts. they eat your food and make things easy to open. i love teeth. they help me smile beautifully.
“It is interesting how much worth one’s teeth has on their character,” the Cougar says as she removes her dentures, sets them in a cup by the bed, turns back toward the young boy she picked up at the boy and says, “now, where were we?”
I felt my teeth sink into the stranger. No, I wasn’t a vampire nor was I a complete lunatic. I just felt supremely, suddenly scared of the man in front of me. And to be completely honest, felt if I hadn’t attacked him he would be the attacking me. So, I let them sink in further, blood beginning to pour from the wound – he wouldn’t be giving me that look again.
Teeth fill my mouth; fill my head. Pearly white marbles of consumption. They are the harbingers of doom; of dread. White gravestones of my mouth. Destruction.
show me your teeth.
don’t fucking lie to me.
if you can’t smile, then you are a coward.
only liars hide behind a false smile.
fakers and cheaters.
you have no place in my heart.
run on
show me your teeth.
Mine are bright
and white
and sparkle like the glittering stars on a black night.
I brush,
not because I have to,
but because my teeth must shine!
From when we’re young we depend on our teeth to eat our food and defend us against those nasty people that try to make us do things we dont want to do. Then we’re told biting is bad and something that isnt acceptable. Then we grow older and we start biting again, but this time its affectionate, lovebites. Then its ok again. How peculiar!
snarling, snatching, biting pulling
smile breaking nipping crooning
the fairy won’t come but all is undone go fuck yourself
pretty little ivory clones
everyone the same know one alone
the price we pay
imperfections are slayed
and everyone be matching
bent right
ground down
scraped clean
pruned till they bleed
but its all okay
just as long as we can say
my my look at those perfect teeth.
White shiny bones protruding from my gums Chew food, break, melt, cavities, dentists drilling.
oh my god i am so self-conscious about my teeth. 20 and in braces. what the fuck. i was supposed to be pretty. i’m so small, so skinny. but every time i smile, this harsh and jagged SHIT is all anyone sees.
Sharp or dull. In my opinion, one of the hidden wonders of the body. They can tear something apart
i grind my teeth
don’t think they’ll shatter but they aren’t infinite
they can only take so much of this
I can only take
so much.
i don’t want to grind my teeth.
but i do, because i can’t figure this out.
My teeth shake then crumble
small jagged lines fall from my mouth
form words, ideas
undone concepts inside-out upside-down
until i can’t take it anymore
teeth, they are magical, you can use them to bite your friends, to eat your apple and to even just show a great smile. without them, tigers would be lame, without them sharks would be weak. I love them. you love them. we just never give them the thought that we should because things we need the most we take for granted. yep
Crooked with a space between the two front ones. “You need to get braces” the dentist says over and over, but I pay no attention to him. I can smile, I can eat, I have no pain and have never had a cavity. So why do I need to fix something that isn’t broken to begin with?
Plus having two extra teeth can be pretty cool, right?
Listening to the wind blow outside, I sigh heavily before regaining my thoughts. Pulling the quill out of my writing kit, I lean back into the chair, eyes closed. Breathing heavily through my teeth, I try to remember what the words I was looking for were. It’s hard not to be absorbed by the cold air against my face, and the warmth of my blankets, protecting me from the biting chill.
Ugh… teeth have always been frustrating for me. Although they are incredibly useful, and we couldn’t eat most foods without them, teeth consistently lead to frustrating mouth pain and toothaches. I have soft teeth, so cavities have been an issue for me (especially since I did not brush very well as a child).
Inspecting your face in the mirror, you bare your choppers.
Yes, the chip is noticeable, and yes, your mother will ask about it.
Do try to be careful next time you down a bomb drink, won’t you? That shot glass has quite a knack for sliding down.
I lie through the skin of my teeth, I’m so used to it now- being the compulsive liar that I am. It’s so easy to tell a lie, and even easier to get people to believe you. People are idiots, they really are. I know that may seem harsh to you, but do you really disagree?
Small things, gnawing, digesting, chattering and being the only tools that leave us full and empty at the same time, helping us to say what we don’t mean. They are shown by smiles, but often in a naked way, ashamed of being used for something that isn’t true. Teeth.
i have teeth. they are sharp and white. they remind me of edward cullen. i would thoroughly enjoy him ripping his teeth into my neck…even though he’s a vampire. it’s fine. i have really sharp canines so sometimes i used to pretend i was a vampire. i wish i was a vampire. blood tastes good. when does this thing stop? hasnt it been 60 seconds yet?! blah blah
my teeth have grown and i have lost none but my baby ones. love grows as do teeth and your baby loves make room for the new loves that may grow in strong and have learned from the old ones.
My teeth hurt. Not unusual, in fact it was common for somebody who never saw a dentist and rarely brushed their teeth. It was unusual in that my teeth were sore because they were being hammered out by a large man convinced I owed him a sum of money. A large man I had never seen, taking teeth that I would never see again. Ouch.
His white teeth, not perfectly aligned, the front bottom a little crooked. The way he draws them, contact with skin, burns and causes me to whimper. The way the nibble at my nose as if he is taste a gourmet meal melts me. The way our teeth clank when we gnaw at each other in laughter. But, what I love most is the smile his teeth make, when I light up his world.
are for cleaning and eating and gnashing. they are little white squares of evil and love. the best thing about teeth is their points, which glimmer in the right lighting, and anyone with teeth can be a movie star because of them.