Cards are something he had a lot of trouble writing. What was he supposed to say on this damned thing? That he cared for her. Wouldn’t she just see that as an act of desperation? But wasn’t that exactly what he was: desperate. Yeah, no use lying is there?
Terry Hutchins
I used to play this tcg (trading card game) with my friends growing up, called magi-nation. I’d always have to pretend like I didn’t actually play it, because, honestly, what could be nerdier than playing with something called magi-nation cards. It was a lot of fun though. I miss those days.
Sanders
play them right, and you have nothing to lose. play them foolishly, and you have lost already.
ryn
I get a lot of cards on the holidays. I like to play with cards, all the card games you can imagine. My credit cards are full and I can’t buy anymore with them.
Diego.
cards are hard and boring. my friends dont let me play poker with them because i suck at cards. they let me watch them play cards which is boring too.
kohlrabi4
Ilustrations on paper
tokhir
hey you
roland
cards are what I always forget to remember. Funny because they are meant as a sort of “hey i remembered, here is a piece of paper to prove it” I remember the events, just not to buy a stupid paper.
zack feigenbaum
We played cards drunk at my house every night last winter. We played poked with pennies as chips because we didn’t have any. We got drunk as we played. We got stoned as we played. And we never even remembered who won or lost but all of the silly things we talked about while we played made it worthwhile. I used to play gin rummy with my mom when I was a kid. It was sort of our game. We kept score in notebooks that went on for pages and pages.
Alli
I play cards all the time. Spades, Hearts, Poker…I feel empowered..knowing my hand..knowing I have something that others can only guess about. My secret..do I expose it? Or do I spoil my secret?
S.D.
Here came the week.
Lights were on trees.
Everyone was jolly.
This is a tale
of a girl who sat at her table.
She poured in heart
into holiday cards.
She handed them out,
a smile on her face.
You’d think everyone
would admire her grace.
Something personal
in each and every one.
Her feet were tired,
she’d given a ton.
The things written in them
would bring you to tears.
She did this
many times over the years.
But no one appreciated
her thoughtful words.
To them, none of the gifts
had any worth.
Then, the day was done,
she’d return home,
and there stood the tree,
the underneath empty, solemn, alone.
C.L. Bain
i really liked a card today that said i am so sorry can we please have sex again.
kedibone le maletsatsi
Are played when people are really bored. As a matter of fact, Im sure my boyfriend would love to be playing solitare right now! But Im on the computer, as usual. Stumbling upon websites that I will likely never visit again. I get to be an adult tomorrow so I will enjoy my time tonight.
Tasha
Play your cards right. Put down your aces and hide the jokers. Never ever be scared to throw it does. And most importantly, never ever try to hide your lies.
clairepanda
When cards are played, people are focused. The red, white, black and textured with all that paisley. Random, but ruled by mathematics. Tricking the mind into thinking that it is ruled by randomness, they’re all just in order.
Joe
cards are used to express how one feels on special occasions..or to play in games such as poker which can become trouble for some people because they develop a habit..this is terrible.
Anonymous
when it was time to lay down and show the cards, the entire scene shifted towards the tiny, crumpled meek looking player
Santanu
they are all in one hand. Everything is in the cards, It is all a gamble. What will be dealt next? who knows. The die is cast. Don’t rig the deck. We are all at the whim of the cards. the gambler of fate. X. Luxord.
Sophie
seriously, guys. diamond-high is the way to go.
annie
playing cards. card towers. no glue. glue is for fakes.
Anonymous
There were cards on the table. They sat there, untouched except for by the wind that passed every so often. He stared at them and thought back on days of his youth and wondered just when and how he had become who he was and landed where he was at.
He peered around the street corners, over the crowds looking for any sign of the police when suddenly a hand reached out and he blinked, as he looked before him, to see a man flip over the card. “Sorry,” he said, pausing to look at the card the man had chose, “Better luck next time.”
He quickly swiped the cards and shuffled them again as he smiled at the dissatisfied customer.
Better luck next time, indeed.
Razii Jinx
kings with their queens
and regular ass jacks
the ace up the sleeve
the deuce in the back
the man trumps the woman,
the woman the slave
each with his number
each without name
Anonymous
kings
queens
regular ass jack
each his own number
Anonymous
i don’t get a whole lot of cards. usually on my birthday, but that’s about it. I guess I get thankyou cards once in a while. they’re kind of nice. I like funny cards best. I guess I never believe that folks really read serious ones and think, “oh this card is so you”.
Gary
drinking. that road trip. drinking while playing cards. dating jim. war. we fought a lot. i still love him. cards? fuck. idk, yo. i’m tired.
i hate flash cards but, cards are good. lol, wats up with fucking cards as a word? this is useless. WHY!!!!!!!!!! jesus. omg i just used the lords name in vain. i’m going to heeeellllllllllll. (draged away)
oliver Johnson
the playing cards ay there on the table. they have been there for quite some time. that’s what we were doing right before it happened. we were playing poker. well, i was being taught how to play. i still dont get the concept. my hand is thrown on the floor, i panicked when i heard the sirens.
Gabrielle
cards are always cute. They come in different colour nd shapes. Cards can be gifted on marriage, birthday, aniiversary or bla bla bla…cards can me torn in thousand of pieces & throw away in gutter & yeah u can also burn it.
ashar
I was thinking about sending cards to anyone, anyone that either I know or not. This might be the simplest one that you all ever read in this site. But what the hell, at least it got “cards” in it right?
Edwin
Happy birthday! It’s the best kind of surprise when people you don’t expect to say it. The people you know love you but wouldn’t expect to remember a sweet detail. It’s a reminder of the person you are. Be nice to people. <3
Katie
cards are a way to get together with friends and mingle. usually a card game will be poker because everyone understands it. however one can also play rummy or go fish although poker is most popular. people bet money for power which turns into fights and death if not careful. for that reason poker and other games of chance are illegal in most states. if the cops catch you you are screwed.
dan
remember hot summer nights playing with my grandparents. the bbq is on and the mosquitos are horrible, but grandpa was patient with my poor ability to play poker
rabbit
playing various card games is a way of life. being with friends, nothing to do, turning to the simple game of cards is an easy and bonding thing to do. So many options in such a small amount of space. cards are infinate, with any number of possibilities and experiances. If life had so much to offer as this it would be a better place.
jinx2go@gmail.com
It’s your move now. I lay down my last hand of cards when I gave you my heart. I’m all out of turns. You have to go. But I grow tire of waiting. It seems that that’s all I’ve ever done for you. Please, don’t make me wait anymore.
sally
There was this summer where my friend and I invented a card game. Star Wars war. Two decks of cards, and I can’t remember any of the rules. We spent hours playing it while we were supposed to be working. It was sorta funny. In retrospect.
Willy MacJohnsonstein
IT is a good night to play cards darling, betting its all that is left for us. Now that you’ve decided to go all in with this hand… all I have is to call.
George Rouppolo
Is it in the cards for you and me to be forever? Can we trust to fate to seal a future worth a memory? I hate fate. I hate trusting. Let’s make our own destiny, you and I; defy the world and the sky and the cards. Let’s make our own future, our home and our fates together, and if destiny is to take a hand, let’s make sure we’ve got the aces to beat it.
del
Cards. Every year she gets so many. Simple cards, made of scrap linen with flowers tied to them. Elaborate affairs trimmed with lace and perfumes. But what she wants most, really, is just something from the elf travelling together with her. Something more than nods and ‘mm-hm’s muttered distractedly while he reads his books.
saeyan
cards. What to write? Hallmark? Notecard? UMMMM wow that green bar creates pressure. Well I’ll just write about cards and ignore what is going on around me. I enjoy receiving cards. Not hallmark cards, and not notebook cards. Homemade cards. They are always nice and lift spirits
Cards are something he had a lot of trouble writing. What was he supposed to say on this damned thing? That he cared for her. Wouldn’t she just see that as an act of desperation? But wasn’t that exactly what he was: desperate. Yeah, no use lying is there?
I used to play this tcg (trading card game) with my friends growing up, called magi-nation. I’d always have to pretend like I didn’t actually play it, because, honestly, what could be nerdier than playing with something called magi-nation cards. It was a lot of fun though. I miss those days.
play them right, and you have nothing to lose. play them foolishly, and you have lost already.
I get a lot of cards on the holidays. I like to play with cards, all the card games you can imagine. My credit cards are full and I can’t buy anymore with them.
cards are hard and boring. my friends dont let me play poker with them because i suck at cards. they let me watch them play cards which is boring too.
Ilustrations on paper
hey you
cards are what I always forget to remember. Funny because they are meant as a sort of “hey i remembered, here is a piece of paper to prove it” I remember the events, just not to buy a stupid paper.
We played cards drunk at my house every night last winter. We played poked with pennies as chips because we didn’t have any. We got drunk as we played. We got stoned as we played. And we never even remembered who won or lost but all of the silly things we talked about while we played made it worthwhile. I used to play gin rummy with my mom when I was a kid. It was sort of our game. We kept score in notebooks that went on for pages and pages.
I play cards all the time. Spades, Hearts, Poker…I feel empowered..knowing my hand..knowing I have something that others can only guess about. My secret..do I expose it? Or do I spoil my secret?
Here came the week.
Lights were on trees.
Everyone was jolly.
This is a tale
of a girl who sat at her table.
She poured in heart
into holiday cards.
She handed them out,
a smile on her face.
You’d think everyone
would admire her grace.
Something personal
in each and every one.
Her feet were tired,
she’d given a ton.
The things written in them
would bring you to tears.
She did this
many times over the years.
But no one appreciated
her thoughtful words.
To them, none of the gifts
had any worth.
Then, the day was done,
she’d return home,
and there stood the tree,
the underneath empty, solemn, alone.
i really liked a card today that said i am so sorry can we please have sex again.
Are played when people are really bored. As a matter of fact, Im sure my boyfriend would love to be playing solitare right now! But Im on the computer, as usual. Stumbling upon websites that I will likely never visit again. I get to be an adult tomorrow so I will enjoy my time tonight.
Play your cards right. Put down your aces and hide the jokers. Never ever be scared to throw it does. And most importantly, never ever try to hide your lies.
When cards are played, people are focused. The red, white, black and textured with all that paisley. Random, but ruled by mathematics. Tricking the mind into thinking that it is ruled by randomness, they’re all just in order.
cards are used to express how one feels on special occasions..or to play in games such as poker which can become trouble for some people because they develop a habit..this is terrible.
when it was time to lay down and show the cards, the entire scene shifted towards the tiny, crumpled meek looking player
they are all in one hand. Everything is in the cards, It is all a gamble. What will be dealt next? who knows. The die is cast. Don’t rig the deck. We are all at the whim of the cards. the gambler of fate. X. Luxord.
seriously, guys. diamond-high is the way to go.
playing cards. card towers. no glue. glue is for fakes.
There were cards on the table. They sat there, untouched except for by the wind that passed every so often. He stared at them and thought back on days of his youth and wondered just when and how he had become who he was and landed where he was at.
He peered around the street corners, over the crowds looking for any sign of the police when suddenly a hand reached out and he blinked, as he looked before him, to see a man flip over the card. “Sorry,” he said, pausing to look at the card the man had chose, “Better luck next time.”
He quickly swiped the cards and shuffled them again as he smiled at the dissatisfied customer.
Better luck next time, indeed.
kings with their queens
and regular ass jacks
the ace up the sleeve
the deuce in the back
the man trumps the woman,
the woman the slave
each with his number
each without name
kings
queens
regular ass jack
each his own number
i don’t get a whole lot of cards. usually on my birthday, but that’s about it. I guess I get thankyou cards once in a while. they’re kind of nice. I like funny cards best. I guess I never believe that folks really read serious ones and think, “oh this card is so you”.
drinking. that road trip. drinking while playing cards. dating jim. war. we fought a lot. i still love him. cards? fuck. idk, yo. i’m tired.
greeting cards
wedding cards
birthday cards
hallmark
archies
anniversaru
sorry
i hate flash cards but, cards are good. lol, wats up with fucking cards as a word? this is useless. WHY!!!!!!!!!! jesus. omg i just used the lords name in vain. i’m going to heeeellllllllllll. (draged away)
the playing cards ay there on the table. they have been there for quite some time. that’s what we were doing right before it happened. we were playing poker. well, i was being taught how to play. i still dont get the concept. my hand is thrown on the floor, i panicked when i heard the sirens.
cards are always cute. They come in different colour nd shapes. Cards can be gifted on marriage, birthday, aniiversary or bla bla bla…cards can me torn in thousand of pieces & throw away in gutter & yeah u can also burn it.
I was thinking about sending cards to anyone, anyone that either I know or not. This might be the simplest one that you all ever read in this site. But what the hell, at least it got “cards” in it right?
Happy birthday! It’s the best kind of surprise when people you don’t expect to say it. The people you know love you but wouldn’t expect to remember a sweet detail. It’s a reminder of the person you are. Be nice to people. <3
cards are a way to get together with friends and mingle. usually a card game will be poker because everyone understands it. however one can also play rummy or go fish although poker is most popular. people bet money for power which turns into fights and death if not careful. for that reason poker and other games of chance are illegal in most states. if the cops catch you you are screwed.
remember hot summer nights playing with my grandparents. the bbq is on and the mosquitos are horrible, but grandpa was patient with my poor ability to play poker
playing various card games is a way of life. being with friends, nothing to do, turning to the simple game of cards is an easy and bonding thing to do. So many options in such a small amount of space. cards are infinate, with any number of possibilities and experiances. If life had so much to offer as this it would be a better place.
It’s your move now. I lay down my last hand of cards when I gave you my heart. I’m all out of turns. You have to go. But I grow tire of waiting. It seems that that’s all I’ve ever done for you. Please, don’t make me wait anymore.
There was this summer where my friend and I invented a card game. Star Wars war. Two decks of cards, and I can’t remember any of the rules. We spent hours playing it while we were supposed to be working. It was sorta funny. In retrospect.
IT is a good night to play cards darling, betting its all that is left for us. Now that you’ve decided to go all in with this hand… all I have is to call.
Is it in the cards for you and me to be forever? Can we trust to fate to seal a future worth a memory? I hate fate. I hate trusting. Let’s make our own destiny, you and I; defy the world and the sky and the cards. Let’s make our own future, our home and our fates together, and if destiny is to take a hand, let’s make sure we’ve got the aces to beat it.
Cards. Every year she gets so many. Simple cards, made of scrap linen with flowers tied to them. Elaborate affairs trimmed with lace and perfumes. But what she wants most, really, is just something from the elf travelling together with her. Something more than nods and ‘mm-hm’s muttered distractedly while he reads his books.
cards. What to write? Hallmark? Notecard? UMMMM wow that green bar creates pressure. Well I’ll just write about cards and ignore what is going on around me. I enjoy receiving cards. Not hallmark cards, and not notebook cards. Homemade cards. They are always nice and lift spirits