the bee stuck in the closet, even with the door open, refused to come out. it was intent on dying in there, in a place where no one would see it suffer through its last breaths and where nobody could guess they’ll chance upon a bee carcass next winter when they take out the coats.
Gabriel Bogart
Stings, But I guess I still feel it. Ir the second letter of the alphabet, I’m not sure of the connotation.
J.D. Cave
stupid silly bummer dum gobsmack erges bottom bottle F***k yellow dog chase hello wine white god blue black stripy ugly smelly soggy
Fucker
busy bumble jolly fat yellow and black sting sacrifice pollen flower nectar honey hairy happy cute silly stupid
Reuben Sullivan Wood
busy bumble yellow black flower pollen honey fermented six hexagon protect buzz queen cool ouch sting pollen
Reubn Sullivan wood
The bee is a happy bee.
Not really happy, but jolly.
Like Jollibee.
I wonder how happy one bee could be.
Nevertheless, I always want to see
How I could be happy
Rather than the bee
When I eat
Some burger from Jollibee.
bee. i already wrote about a bee. doesnt this change if i want to do it again or something? granted, its a great way to think. i kinda love the way that this site is done…its brilliant really. could really help cure writers block. nanowrimo. bethany. writing. writing and drawing and sculpting. star wars vs star trek…etc etc etc. life and life and life
beth
bumblebees and flowers and talks about sex. mommies and daddies and the legends of neil. beeeeing as tall as the length of link’s cock-‘felicia day’. flowers and cards and candy. boyfriend and love and sleep and happiness. marriage and art. love and forever. nothing is the same, everything is perfect.
Beth
summertime loving, be careful not to step on one while running through a field barefut because it hurts. My granded keeps bees, the honey tastes amazing and Ive always been amazed that hes not bothered by the hundreds of stings…
susie
Bee – He buzzed and flew right before my ear. The buzzing disturbs me. I never really enjoy it’s sound.
Anonymous
bee sting. some bees die when they sting. that sucks. life is ended for them in one sudden instance without it occurring to them that it will happen. life is short. bees should learn to not sting.
bill
beautiful
benevolent
bastardized
bones
broken
because
besieged
but
bracing
bye-byes
Josh Miller
bees buzz around the garden and pollinate flowers. if it weren’t for bees we wouldnt have beautiful springs. To bad they are endangered
B.K.
i was very quiet as the bee very gently landed on my shoulder. i could feel it’s buzzing, ever moving little body. i could feel it’s aliveness. it became a part of me.
kat
bees, they make a funny buzzing sound. but they’re dying quickly in the wild. i only know really about the bumblebee, with its distinct yellow and black patterns, but I’m afraid of all bees. Although whenever I fear them I feel pity that they die after stinging me.
Tiffany
the bee’s flew and flew, collecting the honey essence like the slaves they are, until unfortunately, humanity came along, like the slaves they are. pollution killed the flowers, killed the bees, killed the slaves. Good or bad?
Thomas
The bumble bee is subservient to the mother bee. She requires him to search and search for the pollen. He flies from flower to flower and must gain as much as he can to make her happy. It is the pollen the drives the colony.
Chelsea
The bumble bee flies and flies. He is at the mercy of the queen bee. As he tries and goes from flower to flower, he grabs the pollen. The pollen is used to make the honey. The honey is what drives the colony.
Chelsea
Bees sting to protect their own, even at the cost of their lives.
catherine
the birds and the BEES are something we all learn about. but what exactly does that mean “birds and the bees” hmm idk wonder who came up with that one, cause im sure it has many o us wondering what it truly is about, bc clea
kels
A bee is a free insect. It can fly from flower to flower in search of nectar. But it can never be happy, it never has enough nectar. Kinda like us. Always roaming around. Always looking. Never happy!
Person
A bee is a free insect. It can fly from flower to flower in search of nectar. But it can never be happy, it never has enough nectar. Kinda like us. Always roaming around. Always looking. Never happy!
Anonymous
bee bee bee its a bee a small little bumble bee. how tiny you are and yet so fierce. why do you sting us? why do you want to die? i know its only a defence but seriously…it hurts.
stuff stuff stuff.
not sure what else to write. theres a dog on my feet. she got stung once.
my chair hurts my back.
veronika.
Bees love honey,
Most definitely not you.
They protect their colony,
When disrupted they gang up
To make you feel disrupted.
They live for their honey,
thus they will die for it too.
Keith
bees are hardworking animals. They work all day to make honey. Their continual efforts deserve honest praises.
KAP
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
Patrick
bees are hardworking animals. They work all day to make honey. Their continual efforts deserve honest praises.
KAP
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
Patrick
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
Patrick
The harm that defends,
is misunderstood in the end.
An afraid man
disturbed a hive
and then ran.
A queen sent one after,
an evil smile, then laughter.
The reluctant bee gained speed,
he had agreed to his deed.
And his stinger filled the man’s arm with venom,
strong enough to go right through his denim.
The bee did not want to harm the young fellow,
but he had to, for he was born black and yellow.
C.L. Bain
I’ve never been stung by a bee. I’m horrified at the very idea. It’s sort of a romantic idea too, I mean… It dies after that. It fucking.. dies. If I were a bee I’d think pretty hard about what I wanted to be so spiteful about that I’d die for it.
Anonymous
honey. yellow. cute. fuzzy. busy. harvest. pollen. buzzing. after a before c.
Calveeno
He makes me feel like bees are buzzing around my stomach, tickling me with joy. He calls me sugarlips, his sugarlips, and the bees start buzzing like they would to nectar. He’s all I think about every moment of every day, and I want him to be mine. But then I remember that we’re just friends, and that we’ll only ever be just friends in this lifetime. This reminder is the marijuana smoke to my bee hive, stunning the bees so all the honeyed joy can be stolen. But then he calls me sugarlips, his sugarlips, and the cycle of honey love making begins again.
Lizzie Bellows
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
orangesbananas22@yahoo.com
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
Hannah Israel
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
Hannah
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
hannah Israel
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
Hannah Israel
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
the bee stuck in the closet, even with the door open, refused to come out. it was intent on dying in there, in a place where no one would see it suffer through its last breaths and where nobody could guess they’ll chance upon a bee carcass next winter when they take out the coats.
Stings, But I guess I still feel it. Ir the second letter of the alphabet, I’m not sure of the connotation.
stupid silly bummer dum gobsmack erges bottom bottle F***k yellow dog chase hello wine white god blue black stripy ugly smelly soggy
busy bumble jolly fat yellow and black sting sacrifice pollen flower nectar honey hairy happy cute silly stupid
busy bumble yellow black flower pollen honey fermented six hexagon protect buzz queen cool ouch sting pollen
The bee is a happy bee.
Not really happy, but jolly.
Like Jollibee.
I wonder how happy one bee could be.
Nevertheless, I always want to see
How I could be happy
Rather than the bee
When I eat
Some burger from Jollibee.
floating
buzzing
whizzing
sting
pain
hive
honey
worker
buzz buzz
disrespected
suicidal
dedicated
flower to flower
bee. i already wrote about a bee. doesnt this change if i want to do it again or something? granted, its a great way to think. i kinda love the way that this site is done…its brilliant really. could really help cure writers block. nanowrimo. bethany. writing. writing and drawing and sculpting. star wars vs star trek…etc etc etc. life and life and life
bumblebees and flowers and talks about sex. mommies and daddies and the legends of neil. beeeeing as tall as the length of link’s cock-‘felicia day’. flowers and cards and candy. boyfriend and love and sleep and happiness. marriage and art. love and forever. nothing is the same, everything is perfect.
summertime loving, be careful not to step on one while running through a field barefut because it hurts. My granded keeps bees, the honey tastes amazing and Ive always been amazed that hes not bothered by the hundreds of stings…
Bee – He buzzed and flew right before my ear. The buzzing disturbs me. I never really enjoy it’s sound.
bee sting. some bees die when they sting. that sucks. life is ended for them in one sudden instance without it occurring to them that it will happen. life is short. bees should learn to not sting.
beautiful
benevolent
bastardized
bones
broken
because
besieged
but
bracing
bye-byes
bees buzz around the garden and pollinate flowers. if it weren’t for bees we wouldnt have beautiful springs. To bad they are endangered
i was very quiet as the bee very gently landed on my shoulder. i could feel it’s buzzing, ever moving little body. i could feel it’s aliveness. it became a part of me.
bees, they make a funny buzzing sound. but they’re dying quickly in the wild. i only know really about the bumblebee, with its distinct yellow and black patterns, but I’m afraid of all bees. Although whenever I fear them I feel pity that they die after stinging me.
the bee’s flew and flew, collecting the honey essence like the slaves they are, until unfortunately, humanity came along, like the slaves they are. pollution killed the flowers, killed the bees, killed the slaves. Good or bad?
The bumble bee is subservient to the mother bee. She requires him to search and search for the pollen. He flies from flower to flower and must gain as much as he can to make her happy. It is the pollen the drives the colony.
The bumble bee flies and flies. He is at the mercy of the queen bee. As he tries and goes from flower to flower, he grabs the pollen. The pollen is used to make the honey. The honey is what drives the colony.
Bees sting to protect their own, even at the cost of their lives.
the birds and the BEES are something we all learn about. but what exactly does that mean “birds and the bees” hmm idk wonder who came up with that one, cause im sure it has many o us wondering what it truly is about, bc clea
A bee is a free insect. It can fly from flower to flower in search of nectar. But it can never be happy, it never has enough nectar. Kinda like us. Always roaming around. Always looking. Never happy!
A bee is a free insect. It can fly from flower to flower in search of nectar. But it can never be happy, it never has enough nectar. Kinda like us. Always roaming around. Always looking. Never happy!
bee bee bee its a bee a small little bumble bee. how tiny you are and yet so fierce. why do you sting us? why do you want to die? i know its only a defence but seriously…it hurts.
stuff stuff stuff.
not sure what else to write. theres a dog on my feet. she got stung once.
my chair hurts my back.
Bees love honey,
Most definitely not you.
They protect their colony,
When disrupted they gang up
To make you feel disrupted.
They live for their honey,
thus they will die for it too.
bees are hardworking animals. They work all day to make honey. Their continual efforts deserve honest praises.
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
bees are hardworking animals. They work all day to make honey. Their continual efforts deserve honest praises.
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
Doesn’t matter about what a bee does, you love it, but it sucks when it stings you, just like live and how it hurts so badly when touching a heart that been hurt already by a agonizing woman who does not in the least bit care about what you’re feeling.
The harm that defends,
is misunderstood in the end.
An afraid man
disturbed a hive
and then ran.
A queen sent one after,
an evil smile, then laughter.
The reluctant bee gained speed,
he had agreed to his deed.
And his stinger filled the man’s arm with venom,
strong enough to go right through his denim.
The bee did not want to harm the young fellow,
but he had to, for he was born black and yellow.
I’ve never been stung by a bee. I’m horrified at the very idea. It’s sort of a romantic idea too, I mean… It dies after that. It fucking.. dies. If I were a bee I’d think pretty hard about what I wanted to be so spiteful about that I’d die for it.
honey. yellow. cute. fuzzy. busy. harvest. pollen. buzzing. after a before c.
He makes me feel like bees are buzzing around my stomach, tickling me with joy. He calls me sugarlips, his sugarlips, and the bees start buzzing like they would to nectar. He’s all I think about every moment of every day, and I want him to be mine. But then I remember that we’re just friends, and that we’ll only ever be just friends in this lifetime. This reminder is the marijuana smoke to my bee hive, stunning the bees so all the honeyed joy can be stolen. But then he calls me sugarlips, his sugarlips, and the cycle of honey love making begins again.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.
yellow black flying stinging. if you just give them some love then they will love you back. dont try and fight their power because in all reality, they believe that you are the one with the power. just live in harmony with them. if they would like to rest on you, let them. what harm can come from that? dont be scared. share the earth with them. they are beautiful.