I don’t wanna talk about blizzards. it’s cold. it’s been cold for the past 2 or 3 months. i miss the sun, i miss the heat, my skin is craving for some yellowness on it and the stupid white that takes over the outside world every morning is making me go crazy. Plus, try biking when the wind makes you feel like your face is going to fall off. I’m going to leave Holland and go back to Spain. I don’t wanna talk about blizzaRDS.
tere
blizzard looks like lizard which is similar to elizabeth which is my aunt’s name who’s twin sister just got married and I was her bridesmaid and I wore pink, a light pink to be exact.
simply put
she opened to eyes to the white. no…she wasn’t back there, not where her arms hugged her body in a tight grimace of limbs, not where the false smiles meant so little, and not where even the walls reminded her of her fragility.
ely
white snow falling in sheets.
visibility is low.
the aftermath, however dangerous for those traveling, is beautiful.
everything looks better covered in snow.
its pure. clean. beautiful.
noelle
cold and angry wind blowing on my face, a face that is weeping but the tears freeze in the cold. no sight, ever, just white like the wedding dress i will never put on
faith samson
I never want to leave. Here I am for ever, in the same place. It’s cold, scary and dark out there. I prefer the warmth and comfort of home.
Brent
I’ve never been in one. I think I’d like to experience it, but maybe I’m just talking to hear myself.
mormor
It’s freezing, and it can bury you deep. I can’t seem to focus on a single thought. I can’t seem to think about anything. It kind of hurts actually.Tasty though, different. I need to stop going to Dairy Queen.
Diana
There was a blizzard here in georgia the other day. I was stuck in my house, and i really just wanted to play in the snow. Seeing as how this is one of the first times i’ve ever seen snow, (because i’ve grown up in florida), i take time to value it’s beauty as well. Thus, i just took pictures out the window. They are now being published in a magazine.
Marianne
Well being in Ohio and it being winter time, we have had quite a few of these uo to this point. I don’t particularly like them, all that snow blowing in your face and you not being able to see where the hell you are going. They can be quite a pain in the ass.
I however like when the snow falls in a more peaceful manner that is much more spactacular to look at.
Fumiya
The snow was pouring down and we couldn’t see through the windows. The howling kept us from sleeping and it sounded like a huge monster at the door. We imagined what kind of teeth it had, razor sharp, and it’s red glaring eyes. We thought, sometimes, that it had a particular taste for children who were afraid of it.
Viola Star
I was alone in the blizzard, white hot ice slashing against my cheek, wandering lost as wind bit my flesh red. The sky was a greyish hue of doom and recognizable objects with sharp edges were rounded off.
elaina
Blizzards are one of my favorite things in the world. It is a part of nature that makes me happy, but only if I’m inside. I wouldn’t want to be caught in a blizzard outside because that would be cold. I love snow and and I hate the cold. Blizzards are something that I can enjoy without actually being in a blizzard.
Nina
There was a moment in my life when I saw my love through the snow. It sound cheesy. Yes. But it was the split second before the car crashed into the tree that had been knocked down by the blizzard and it was, amongst the snow and driving winds, the last time I saw him. I hate it.
Lizzie Quill
The snow fell heavily in the evening sky. I shivered and pulled the blanket closer, glad to be inside. The roads were already covered in white, and everything was obscured. Even the house across the street has disappeared into the cloud of falling snow.
gnocchi
i was stuck in this house for two days because of the blizzard. within this span of time, i found out that my grandfathers cancer is back, and i broke up with my boyfriend, who i love, because i can’t handle giving love to anyone besides myself right now. i am okay with that because i have never loved myself before. snowstorms can help sometimes.
wanderer
the arctic snow never before riled my system thus before. hellfire would fall to this beast ,impeccably strong as it is.
A blizzard of emotion comes to mind. The human mind and heart are connected not only physically but in spirit. The mind provides the logical side of tings and the heart throughs a wrench into the mix by adding its throbbing desires. These two things can be extremly deadly when thrown into a blender.
Crysta
snowy,
relaxed
never the same
weird
my cup of tea
snow day
never more
fire girl
The bear was thin. It was so thin. Yet it was eating. It was thankful the tourists couldn’t see her through the blizzard. They’d gathered to see the newborn. Some had come from miles. Had crossed oceans to see the birth.
Really they were thankful they couldn’t see what had become of it.
frugale
Why don’t you shatter the wall with a blizzard, you sly dog. Cold, cold, cold breaks anyone and everything until their a trembling, illiterate husk and it is sad. So very sad to see them like this.
Antonio Watson
davai je SHUFUNI la la fa SEXTUBE
lalafa!
hey.what is it? one word? i have never seen something like this. looool. but looks really cool and something new..hehehehe..omg im getting too nervous now..the time is running out..hehehe..nooooooo
yoyo
what should i say, my name is arash, and i am from afghanistan. can you please tell me where you are from? it is my last year in highschool and i am going to university next year.
arash
i was walking through the snow. the next thing i new, the wind was howling,the snow was whipping all around me, i could no longer see. What was happening? Why was it happening? I knew the answers. It was my fault. my thoughts were triggering this awful maze of white. I could stop it i knew, i could stop this infernal whipping and white gnashing with just a thought.
rebekah
so it comes to this time, when Mississippi schools witness an unbelievable, most likely impossible, scenario. So we all cry and whine because we’re mostly out of our mind, God forbid this is it. I’m cold, but that’s always the case.
1421
It’s very blizzar-y outside. and i’m sitting inside alone. very alone-ly. some one save me. please. oh god. it just won’t end, someone run to me in this blizzard.
Feefee
it’s cold, dark, hot at th esame time. lightening, wind, storm. the fresh smell of rain and the dry smell of grass and hay getting moist….
sounds and lights, everything around
luckyfrede
There is a blizzard in my heat that is slowly going down to a sun blazed star that is my love so far. I want to see you shine and feel so sublime. This is the time of my
Talisha
heavy, snow
white, christmas
amandavb
I just hit this big white brick and it turned out to just be ice and snow. I was so pissed that I just kicked it and I said I hope you end up in Australia, bitch! Next thing I know Australia was attacked by an abominal snoman army and all hell broke loose.
Lindsey Sires
The wind is howling around me. A blur of white, a freezing pain, and then I fall and the fear is gone as I am warmed to my very soul and the blizzard that was my life floats away to the places that dreams go.
Britney
cold snow, Washington DC exciting white Ariana. Is this supposed to be coherent? Blizzard. Sadness. Printing paper. All things go, all things go. today in new york city. uh. Printer sounds shush shush.
Dillon
We thought it was cold outside. A vertiable blizzard, shaking our bones–literally, our teeth chattered, those bones in our mouths. But it wasn’t. It was about sixty degrees and we were just distant, and that’s why it felt cold. That wasn’t snow falling. That was ash, ash and our expectations, and our connections, and our hopes, and lots of ash.
Kiya
Cold, windy, cover me up with blankets. A warm drink fireplace and someone to get cozy with is a must.
brebro
Northwestern University is where the blizzards go. Sometimes.Other times they like to float away, over to our Northeastern friends. But we’ll never have a snow day. Oh no. Northwestern students are too hardworking for that. Work, work, work. We work through rain, we work through sunny days, we work through eighteen feet of snow. Why, oh why, can’t we have a snow day?
krisana
There was a blizzard in my hometown last year, and a mighty blizzard it was. It toppled power lines, buried cars, and in a few tragic cases, even people. One of those people was my best friend, Zachary, and his story is a long one that I might tell another day. Truth be told, it was my fault that he had to drive in that blizzard, and Ive yet to forgive myself.
Dustin Orcutt
blizzard reminds me of wow because wow is the best game in the world lololol
owen
I’ve seen snow once in my life. I would like to see it again, but it is freakin’ cold. It’s what I get for being raised in Florida where it’s hot, humid, and filled with crappy people. But I guess I’ll surivive.
I don’t wanna talk about blizzards. it’s cold. it’s been cold for the past 2 or 3 months. i miss the sun, i miss the heat, my skin is craving for some yellowness on it and the stupid white that takes over the outside world every morning is making me go crazy. Plus, try biking when the wind makes you feel like your face is going to fall off. I’m going to leave Holland and go back to Spain. I don’t wanna talk about blizzaRDS.
blizzard looks like lizard which is similar to elizabeth which is my aunt’s name who’s twin sister just got married and I was her bridesmaid and I wore pink, a light pink to be exact.
she opened to eyes to the white. no…she wasn’t back there, not where her arms hugged her body in a tight grimace of limbs, not where the false smiles meant so little, and not where even the walls reminded her of her fragility.
white snow falling in sheets.
visibility is low.
the aftermath, however dangerous for those traveling, is beautiful.
everything looks better covered in snow.
its pure. clean. beautiful.
cold and angry wind blowing on my face, a face that is weeping but the tears freeze in the cold. no sight, ever, just white like the wedding dress i will never put on
I never want to leave. Here I am for ever, in the same place. It’s cold, scary and dark out there. I prefer the warmth and comfort of home.
I’ve never been in one. I think I’d like to experience it, but maybe I’m just talking to hear myself.
It’s freezing, and it can bury you deep. I can’t seem to focus on a single thought. I can’t seem to think about anything. It kind of hurts actually.Tasty though, different. I need to stop going to Dairy Queen.
There was a blizzard here in georgia the other day. I was stuck in my house, and i really just wanted to play in the snow. Seeing as how this is one of the first times i’ve ever seen snow, (because i’ve grown up in florida), i take time to value it’s beauty as well. Thus, i just took pictures out the window. They are now being published in a magazine.
Well being in Ohio and it being winter time, we have had quite a few of these uo to this point. I don’t particularly like them, all that snow blowing in your face and you not being able to see where the hell you are going. They can be quite a pain in the ass.
I however like when the snow falls in a more peaceful manner that is much more spactacular to look at.
The snow was pouring down and we couldn’t see through the windows. The howling kept us from sleeping and it sounded like a huge monster at the door. We imagined what kind of teeth it had, razor sharp, and it’s red glaring eyes. We thought, sometimes, that it had a particular taste for children who were afraid of it.
I was alone in the blizzard, white hot ice slashing against my cheek, wandering lost as wind bit my flesh red. The sky was a greyish hue of doom and recognizable objects with sharp edges were rounded off.
Blizzards are one of my favorite things in the world. It is a part of nature that makes me happy, but only if I’m inside. I wouldn’t want to be caught in a blizzard outside because that would be cold. I love snow and and I hate the cold. Blizzards are something that I can enjoy without actually being in a blizzard.
There was a moment in my life when I saw my love through the snow. It sound cheesy. Yes. But it was the split second before the car crashed into the tree that had been knocked down by the blizzard and it was, amongst the snow and driving winds, the last time I saw him. I hate it.
The snow fell heavily in the evening sky. I shivered and pulled the blanket closer, glad to be inside. The roads were already covered in white, and everything was obscured. Even the house across the street has disappeared into the cloud of falling snow.
i was stuck in this house for two days because of the blizzard. within this span of time, i found out that my grandfathers cancer is back, and i broke up with my boyfriend, who i love, because i can’t handle giving love to anyone besides myself right now. i am okay with that because i have never loved myself before. snowstorms can help sometimes.
the arctic snow never before riled my system thus before. hellfire would fall to this beast ,impeccably strong as it is.
cold weather snow, fur, coat, blankets sheets smoke fire hot heat, beach,sex, drown saliva, articuno, hair drier seasons rain ice vanilla
A blizzard of emotion comes to mind. The human mind and heart are connected not only physically but in spirit. The mind provides the logical side of tings and the heart throughs a wrench into the mix by adding its throbbing desires. These two things can be extremly deadly when thrown into a blender.
snowy,
relaxed
never the same
weird
my cup of tea
snow day
never more
The bear was thin. It was so thin. Yet it was eating. It was thankful the tourists couldn’t see her through the blizzard. They’d gathered to see the newborn. Some had come from miles. Had crossed oceans to see the birth.
Really they were thankful they couldn’t see what had become of it.
Why don’t you shatter the wall with a blizzard, you sly dog. Cold, cold, cold breaks anyone and everything until their a trembling, illiterate husk and it is sad. So very sad to see them like this.
davai je SHUFUNI la la fa SEXTUBE
hey.what is it? one word? i have never seen something like this. looool. but looks really cool and something new..hehehehe..omg im getting too nervous now..the time is running out..hehehe..nooooooo
what should i say, my name is arash, and i am from afghanistan. can you please tell me where you are from? it is my last year in highschool and i am going to university next year.
i was walking through the snow. the next thing i new, the wind was howling,the snow was whipping all around me, i could no longer see. What was happening? Why was it happening? I knew the answers. It was my fault. my thoughts were triggering this awful maze of white. I could stop it i knew, i could stop this infernal whipping and white gnashing with just a thought.
so it comes to this time, when Mississippi schools witness an unbelievable, most likely impossible, scenario. So we all cry and whine because we’re mostly out of our mind, God forbid this is it. I’m cold, but that’s always the case.
It’s very blizzar-y outside. and i’m sitting inside alone. very alone-ly. some one save me. please. oh god. it just won’t end, someone run to me in this blizzard.
it’s cold, dark, hot at th esame time. lightening, wind, storm. the fresh smell of rain and the dry smell of grass and hay getting moist….
sounds and lights, everything around
There is a blizzard in my heat that is slowly going down to a sun blazed star that is my love so far. I want to see you shine and feel so sublime. This is the time of my
heavy, snow
white, christmas
I just hit this big white brick and it turned out to just be ice and snow. I was so pissed that I just kicked it and I said I hope you end up in Australia, bitch! Next thing I know Australia was attacked by an abominal snoman army and all hell broke loose.
The wind is howling around me. A blur of white, a freezing pain, and then I fall and the fear is gone as I am warmed to my very soul and the blizzard that was my life floats away to the places that dreams go.
cold snow, Washington DC exciting white Ariana. Is this supposed to be coherent? Blizzard. Sadness. Printing paper. All things go, all things go. today in new york city. uh. Printer sounds shush shush.
We thought it was cold outside. A vertiable blizzard, shaking our bones–literally, our teeth chattered, those bones in our mouths. But it wasn’t. It was about sixty degrees and we were just distant, and that’s why it felt cold. That wasn’t snow falling. That was ash, ash and our expectations, and our connections, and our hopes, and lots of ash.
Cold, windy, cover me up with blankets. A warm drink fireplace and someone to get cozy with is a must.
Northwestern University is where the blizzards go. Sometimes.Other times they like to float away, over to our Northeastern friends. But we’ll never have a snow day. Oh no. Northwestern students are too hardworking for that. Work, work, work. We work through rain, we work through sunny days, we work through eighteen feet of snow. Why, oh why, can’t we have a snow day?
There was a blizzard in my hometown last year, and a mighty blizzard it was. It toppled power lines, buried cars, and in a few tragic cases, even people. One of those people was my best friend, Zachary, and his story is a long one that I might tell another day. Truth be told, it was my fault that he had to drive in that blizzard, and Ive yet to forgive myself.
blizzard reminds me of wow because wow is the best game in the world lololol
I’ve seen snow once in my life. I would like to see it again, but it is freakin’ cold. It’s what I get for being raised in Florida where it’s hot, humid, and filled with crappy people. But I guess I’ll surivive.