99 red balloons, floating in the summer sky… he made fun of this girl who apparently sang it with great gusto (which I have always done as well) and I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to suffer the same humiliation and judgment. Such a good song, deserving of such exuberance.
Kendra
In science the other day we had to blow up a balloon and then rub it up against our arms. Static electricity. Then we had to pick up salt and move a can with it. It was super cool!
Hayley
The balloon. A rubber colourful childrens delight. An air filled dream vehicle. Gone with the wind
it floated up in the air, slowly disappearing, becoming a speck in a blue abyss. pop pop pop and that’s all there ever was. a hollow shell of color – full of air just like your empty head. lalalalove.
BALLOON! i totally love this word…it looks like one word changed its website a tad……it looks very cool now! my time is almost up, so i have to go!
Colleen
One day I was driving through a parking lot and it was my birthday and I was sad that those who are gone were not there to tell me happy birthday. Then I saw a half deflated balloon floating that said happy birthday.
Deborah
it scared me, that red balloon. So high up in the air. I thought my aunties were calling to it. Making it go higher and higher. I lay down to watch and stared into the bright sky until my head began to pound and my eyes began to water.
Sheila Mo
She walked up to him with one balloon in tow. It was green and bursting to explode. They had more in common than she knew. When their toes met, the air rushed out along with her dreams.
Paige Thomas
balloons make me happy
they’re actually just wonderful
until they escape
it always makes me sad to see lonely balloons in the air
floating up up and away
it’s funny because they’re flying to freedom
yet someone is losing happiness
and they’ll just pop up there
in the thinner atmosphere
but they don’t know any better…
the balloon was bright red and full of water. I was climbing a tree with the balloon in my pocket in order to drop it on someone.
John
A balloon is a sack filled with air. Big whoop, right? And yet, cats and children find endless amusement with these balloons. Appreciate the little things.
Zach
She felt like a balloon when she thought of him, her spirit soured far above the clouds.
Mary Lou Wynegar
with my balloon i will go from place to place. It will be my mode of transportation. 80 days no i would rather enjoy myself i’ll maybe 160.
Holding tightly to the ribbon that anchors down your precious floating treasure; at the age of five, losing your balloon would be catastrophic. I wish I could return to the time when accidentally letting go of your balloon was the worst thing that could happen.
floating away. super squishy and round. Childhood. Life. Happy. Colors. I used to hug my ballons and become very attached to them for a long time. I love the idea of letting them fly, though the ending isn’t happy.
Jessica
The balloon hung limply from the string tied to her wrist. It used to float high up in the air, but now it dragged lamely on the ground.
I looked for hours at that red balloon. First I saw it bobbing behind the corn dog stand with a pack of others: red, orange, green . . . I dug in my pockets for change but came up empty.
The sky filled with balloons. I sat atop the castle, waiting, but he didn’t come. He never comes.
A balloon popped.
Failure
red and round, floating toward the sky. a child peers up helplessly at his lost treasure, but does not cry or otherwise whine in any way. another child gazes up jealously. and yet nothing is done, the balloon floats onward
Aidan
Red plastic stretched taut over helium thin white ribbon trailing behind as it floats on and on out of reach into the baby blue of the sky you reach you reach but you fall and watch it fly away
Kurekitsune
I think my favourite advice that my mother gave me was “things always turn out better than you think they will.” I haven’t really lived through it until now. For five days I had been dreading this night. ‘I never should’ve said anything.’ ‘I’m going to mess this up and be back where I started’ ‘what the hell was I thinking?’. These thoughts ran through my head for almost 120 hours, but now, I regret nothing.
“A rubber sac full of air? That’s certainly better than flowers. Thank you, Mark”
He skipped along the sidewalk, his bright, orange balloon bouncing up and down behind him.
As he neared the corner of the street, a bird flew in from the side and took the balloon away.
The boy stopped, looked in the bird’s general direction, and smiled.
He opened his mouth and out emerged a large, green balloon from the back of his throat, the string already attached, fit to be paraded about the neighborhood.
Get away to somewhere new; take a trip on a hot air ballon and see the world from a different viewpoint. Float, fly, be free. No one knows where the wind will blow you, but the balloon follows the path.
Charlotte
i could say that a balloon represents some kind of childhood dreams being crushed or some bullshit like that, but people always over complicate everything. maybe i am too practical, but a balloon is just some flimsy rubbery thing filled with helium.
filled fill only air stumbling on the ground. nothing to every one
who cares
not an anomoly
pop
Ally
wait. i just wrote about balloons. wtf. oh well. loon. minnesotas state bird. balls. baseball. blue balls. penis. sex. my life. ugh. useless. used. taken advantage of. this is retarded. faacckckkkkkfdsklajdlsndsalhvodsnva. mk. now what ?
audrey
balloons are inflatable and remind me of breast implants because those are kinda like balloons. plastic. fake. and can always pop. but balloons are cheaper. and i always think of dior ads when it comes to balloons. their dior perfume. retarded. but whatever. i like the colors on bas
audrey
I remember every year my best friend and I took balloons and tied secrets to them in envelopes with addresses, then we let them go. I never did get a letter back. I miss my best friend and our little traditions like that one, though.
up
fly
sky
red
movie
birthday
party
event
house
blue
bag
water
amee
i had a balloon once maybe that was a while ago they always go out eventually not really worth it and they dont even look that great up was a cool movie he dedicated his life to selling balloons how cool
mike
The little red balloon with that little girl in the red plastic rain jacket thing. That’s what that is. Ballons are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO red. Hm. What does this mean though? I dunno. Balloons are red, none of this blue, yellow, or green bull shit. Green and yellow balloons are such shit!
big and red and filled with air and possible other gasses that are lighter then air causing the balloon to float in the sky, the child’s balloon flys away and he begins to cry, oh look spider man is here to save you.
Warren=Bamf
One of my life goals is go ride in a hot air balloon! I like balloons there pretty cool, im afraid when they pop!
when i was little i loved balloons. the color, the smell, the feel. until i felt them leave my hands and i watched the color float away into the sky. all i could do was sit and watch it disappear into the clouds. i hated it.
sarah
like a dream, growing bigger and bigger. success. lasts only a while, then pop.
A red balloon on a long black string, it can mean more than a great deal of horrible things in the world. I think the news should focus more on balloons than less on war, in fact.
99 red balloons, floating in the summer sky… he made fun of this girl who apparently sang it with great gusto (which I have always done as well) and I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to suffer the same humiliation and judgment. Such a good song, deserving of such exuberance.
In science the other day we had to blow up a balloon and then rub it up against our arms. Static electricity. Then we had to pick up salt and move a can with it. It was super cool!
The balloon. A rubber colourful childrens delight. An air filled dream vehicle. Gone with the wind
it floated up in the air, slowly disappearing, becoming a speck in a blue abyss. pop pop pop and that’s all there ever was. a hollow shell of color – full of air just like your empty head. lalalalove.
BALLOON! i totally love this word…it looks like one word changed its website a tad……it looks very cool now! my time is almost up, so i have to go!
One day I was driving through a parking lot and it was my birthday and I was sad that those who are gone were not there to tell me happy birthday. Then I saw a half deflated balloon floating that said happy birthday.
it scared me, that red balloon. So high up in the air. I thought my aunties were calling to it. Making it go higher and higher. I lay down to watch and stared into the bright sky until my head began to pound and my eyes began to water.
She walked up to him with one balloon in tow. It was green and bursting to explode. They had more in common than she knew. When their toes met, the air rushed out along with her dreams.
balloons make me happy
they’re actually just wonderful
until they escape
it always makes me sad to see lonely balloons in the air
floating up up and away
it’s funny because they’re flying to freedom
yet someone is losing happiness
and they’ll just pop up there
in the thinner atmosphere
but they don’t know any better…
the balloon was bright red and full of water. I was climbing a tree with the balloon in my pocket in order to drop it on someone.
A balloon is a sack filled with air. Big whoop, right? And yet, cats and children find endless amusement with these balloons. Appreciate the little things.
She felt like a balloon when she thought of him, her spirit soured far above the clouds.
with my balloon i will go from place to place. It will be my mode of transportation. 80 days no i would rather enjoy myself i’ll maybe 160.
Red balloon
Orange balloon
Yellow balloon
Baboon Balloon
They will burst and you will cry
Boo hoo.
99 red balloons go by. This is what we’ve wait for, this is it, this is war. The President is on the run as 99 red balloons go by…
Holding tightly to the ribbon that anchors down your precious floating treasure; at the age of five, losing your balloon would be catastrophic. I wish I could return to the time when accidentally letting go of your balloon was the worst thing that could happen.
floating away. super squishy and round. Childhood. Life. Happy. Colors. I used to hug my ballons and become very attached to them for a long time. I love the idea of letting them fly, though the ending isn’t happy.
The balloon hung limply from the string tied to her wrist. It used to float high up in the air, but now it dragged lamely on the ground.
I looked for hours at that red balloon. First I saw it bobbing behind the corn dog stand with a pack of others: red, orange, green . . . I dug in my pockets for change but came up empty.
balloons are so sweet unless they pop and then they leave a big whole but blow up another one and make a cute face.
The sky filled with balloons. I sat atop the castle, waiting, but he didn’t come. He never comes.
A balloon popped.
red and round, floating toward the sky. a child peers up helplessly at his lost treasure, but does not cry or otherwise whine in any way. another child gazes up jealously. and yet nothing is done, the balloon floats onward
Red plastic stretched taut over helium thin white ribbon trailing behind as it floats on and on out of reach into the baby blue of the sky you reach you reach but you fall and watch it fly away
I think my favourite advice that my mother gave me was “things always turn out better than you think they will.” I haven’t really lived through it until now. For five days I had been dreading this night. ‘I never should’ve said anything.’ ‘I’m going to mess this up and be back where I started’ ‘what the hell was I thinking?’. These thoughts ran through my head for almost 120 hours, but now, I regret nothing.
“A rubber sac full of air? That’s certainly better than flowers. Thank you, Mark”
She smiles and,
I think I’m in love.
He skipped along the sidewalk, his bright, orange balloon bouncing up and down behind him.
As he neared the corner of the street, a bird flew in from the side and took the balloon away.
The boy stopped, looked in the bird’s general direction, and smiled.
He opened his mouth and out emerged a large, green balloon from the back of his throat, the string already attached, fit to be paraded about the neighborhood.
Get away to somewhere new; take a trip on a hot air ballon and see the world from a different viewpoint. Float, fly, be free. No one knows where the wind will blow you, but the balloon follows the path.
i could say that a balloon represents some kind of childhood dreams being crushed or some bullshit like that, but people always over complicate everything. maybe i am too practical, but a balloon is just some flimsy rubbery thing filled with helium.
filled fill only air stumbling on the ground. nothing to every one
who cares
not an anomoly
pop
wait. i just wrote about balloons. wtf. oh well. loon. minnesotas state bird. balls. baseball. blue balls. penis. sex. my life. ugh. useless. used. taken advantage of. this is retarded. faacckckkkkkfdsklajdlsndsalhvodsnva. mk. now what ?
balloons are inflatable and remind me of breast implants because those are kinda like balloons. plastic. fake. and can always pop. but balloons are cheaper. and i always think of dior ads when it comes to balloons. their dior perfume. retarded. but whatever. i like the colors on bas
I remember every year my best friend and I took balloons and tied secrets to them in envelopes with addresses, then we let them go. I never did get a letter back. I miss my best friend and our little traditions like that one, though.
up
fly
sky
red
movie
birthday
party
event
house
blue
bag
water
i had a balloon once maybe that was a while ago they always go out eventually not really worth it and they dont even look that great up was a cool movie he dedicated his life to selling balloons how cool
The little red balloon with that little girl in the red plastic rain jacket thing. That’s what that is. Ballons are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO red. Hm. What does this mean though? I dunno. Balloons are red, none of this blue, yellow, or green bull shit. Green and yellow balloons are such shit!
big and red and filled with air and possible other gasses that are lighter then air causing the balloon to float in the sky, the child’s balloon flys away and he begins to cry, oh look spider man is here to save you.
One of my life goals is go ride in a hot air balloon! I like balloons there pretty cool, im afraid when they pop!
float, pink yellow helium, happy hospitals birthdays, love. smiles. free
colours sky clouds. birds
when i was little i loved balloons. the color, the smell, the feel. until i felt them leave my hands and i watched the color float away into the sky. all i could do was sit and watch it disappear into the clouds. i hated it.
like a dream, growing bigger and bigger. success. lasts only a while, then pop.
A red balloon on a long black string, it can mean more than a great deal of horrible things in the world. I think the news should focus more on balloons than less on war, in fact.