People chatter. Chattering is talking. People talk. Sometimes a lot. I like to chatter sometimes. To myself even. The end.
shane
People who talk too much really do annoy me. I guess it shouldn’t because i talk a lot, myself, but that is clearly not the point. I know when it is time to be quiet.
Ciara
i heard the chatter coming from the bathroom. what the hell do they do in there? why share a moment in a place that smells of piss and spilt beer?
shane patrick
shut up, I wish you would shut the fuck up.
it’s always like this. after a fight, you’ll say something. go too far, or I will. and then you won’t shut the fuck up. you just keep talking and talking about shit all.
learn to apologise, tell me I’m a dick, I don’t care.
just shut the fuck up.
Sammy
chatter. you hear a lot of it everywhere. it happens all the time about everybody. normal people, celebrities. it’s all bullshit.
Scott
All the waiters, hostesses and bartenders need to be going crazy pretty soon. The eyes going around and around the room. Listening, smiling to pathetic little lives.
Ian MacMenamin
Your chatter is endlessly offering nothing. Shoosh. Hear that? It’s wisdom whispering, and you’re missing it.
TheBess
When I here this, I think of nails on a chalk board. The sound of “those” girls giggling away, and me on the outside- trying to get in. Trying to be a part of it, but never getting there.
Olga
She’s a chitter chatter-er. It makes me mad at her. I can’t pay attention, she’s like the mad hatter.
people tlking and ppl wondering what other people r talking about. loud noises from ppl. non stop talking, yelling, shouting, whispering. baseball games. football games. sports in general. ppl are shouting and confused. ppl alking over one another.
jessica
She kept up with her useless chatter for hours during the excursion. In the back of the line, her obnoxious voice carried forward through the small army. So, I asked her what her name was. “Prattle!” she exclaimed.
He puts his hands to his ears, trying to drown out the chatter within his head, but only managing to create a weird sort of echo. “What IS this?” he groans, squeezing his eyes shut and hoping the voices will go away soon.
she couldn’t stop. the questions were just a part of her soul.
he wanted to limit her.
like a child playing a game, to 20 a day.
but, that would be like asking the sky not to rain, or like a dog to stop wagging its tail.
Peter Kendall
my useless chatter has turned me into a used up bitter old man…i refuse to do it anymore…yeah,yeah,yeah,just like the last umpteenth times…how did you you turn me into this..how did i turn into this…not anymore..i will love admire forgive accept guide befriend..the bitterness insude me..i spit out
i bet you think this song is about you
People talking with each other, it’s really cold right now so my teeth are chattering.
Chatter is everywhere. you hear it on the bus, on the street, in the store, at school. Its impossible to escape in public. why does it make me feel so alone?
I do not indulge in chatter. Every single word I use is carefully chosen and everything I say is done as succinctly and as briefly as possible to give me more time to spend writing great things.
your endless chatter about how much you don’t love me,could,in fact,never care for me,and why oh why don’t i don’t cum to rescue you,is sooo wearisome to me.but if i die before you,you will go boo hoo hoo and whoa is me..what a drama queen.i say fuck you if you cry when i die
i bet you think this song is about you
She didn’t know what to do.
Everywhere this. Just, a permanent chitter.chatter surrounding her.
It was better than the other option though, she supposed. She wasn’t very fond of silence.
Alex F
i hear chatter around me ,
life goes on
i miss you when the words travel around my ears and that when i ssee you my life spins around the chatter
please dont leave me
the chatter keeps me sane
beyond the insanity
Chatter is something that she did nonstop. Morning, noon, and night she would whisper or giggle into my ear, and I would roll my eyes so she knew I didn’t care about any of it.
TLC
A melhor, mais eficiente e a mais completa e correta aliança de companhias aéreas.
JOAO PAIVA FILHO
she slammed the wooden ruler into the depths of the whiteboard, sending a reverberation of wood-against-board thunder across the incessant chattering of the students. they were not shaken, however, and hurling her ruler at the nearest boy, she stormed out, not returning because she wasn’t as forgiving as the last one.
meaningless words that spew forth from the mouths of people not really invested in the conversation but just making things up out of boredome.
Vicky
Rumbling, thunder, loud claps, fiercely searing laughter, all evaporated to but a whisper when the inner me stepped in.
Irene A.
In my head, the chatter never stops. I long for a moment of silence. True silence allowing me to breath in and truly enjoy the beautiful world around me.
M
I think of Sharu. SHE KEEPS CHATTING AND CHATTING AND CHATTING AND CHATTING. SHE’S SUCH A CHATTER BOX.
Sometimes I wonder if she’s retarded.
If she were a channel, she’d be the ‘Chatter Channel’.
If she were a TV show, it’d be called ‘Chatter Away’.
You should go to urbandictionary.com and check what Sharu means.
Chatter would probably show up.
…Or Shah Rukh Khan.
Thong ;D
Chatter is words. They come out of people’s mouthes and are sometiems annoying because they chatter too much and they don’t stop talking for like FOREVER!
Holly Finlay
The cacophony of voices fills my head, the swish of the long blue robes as tears are sniffed back behind board caps, and we are left alone for a moment to ponder the fact that it’s all over. Nothing joins us all together now, except that a love that will fade in years to come. Seasons will change, people will grow and one day we might forget this bittersweet happiness that comes with this next stage of life.
All this false chatter
You try to use to
Poison my ears
Just to change my opinion
But the truth to me
Is so clear
People chatter. Chattering is talking. People talk. Sometimes a lot. I like to chatter sometimes. To myself even. The end.
People who talk too much really do annoy me. I guess it shouldn’t because i talk a lot, myself, but that is clearly not the point. I know when it is time to be quiet.
i heard the chatter coming from the bathroom. what the hell do they do in there? why share a moment in a place that smells of piss and spilt beer?
shut up, I wish you would shut the fuck up.
it’s always like this. after a fight, you’ll say something. go too far, or I will. and then you won’t shut the fuck up. you just keep talking and talking about shit all.
learn to apologise, tell me I’m a dick, I don’t care.
just shut the fuck up.
chatter. you hear a lot of it everywhere. it happens all the time about everybody. normal people, celebrities. it’s all bullshit.
All the waiters, hostesses and bartenders need to be going crazy pretty soon. The eyes going around and around the room. Listening, smiling to pathetic little lives.
Your chatter is endlessly offering nothing. Shoosh. Hear that? It’s wisdom whispering, and you’re missing it.
When I here this, I think of nails on a chalk board. The sound of “those” girls giggling away, and me on the outside- trying to get in. Trying to be a part of it, but never getting there.
She’s a chitter chatter-er. It makes me mad at her. I can’t pay attention, she’s like the mad hatter.
people tlking and ppl wondering what other people r talking about. loud noises from ppl. non stop talking, yelling, shouting, whispering. baseball games. football games. sports in general. ppl are shouting and confused. ppl alking over one another.
She kept up with her useless chatter for hours during the excursion. In the back of the line, her obnoxious voice carried forward through the small army. So, I asked her what her name was. “Prattle!” she exclaimed.
He puts his hands to his ears, trying to drown out the chatter within his head, but only managing to create a weird sort of echo. “What IS this?” he groans, squeezing his eyes shut and hoping the voices will go away soon.
she couldn’t stop. the questions were just a part of her soul.
he wanted to limit her.
like a child playing a game, to 20 a day.
but, that would be like asking the sky not to rain, or like a dog to stop wagging its tail.
my useless chatter has turned me into a used up bitter old man…i refuse to do it anymore…yeah,yeah,yeah,just like the last umpteenth times…how did you you turn me into this..how did i turn into this…not anymore..i will love admire forgive accept guide befriend..the bitterness insude me..i spit out
People talking with each other, it’s really cold right now so my teeth are chattering.
Chatter is everywhere. you hear it on the bus, on the street, in the store, at school. Its impossible to escape in public. why does it make me feel so alone?
I do not indulge in chatter. Every single word I use is carefully chosen and everything I say is done as succinctly and as briefly as possible to give me more time to spend writing great things.
Wrote about chatter yesterday. What else about it: noice, verbal clutter, chitter-chatter,
your endless chatter about how much you don’t love me,could,in fact,never care for me,and why oh why don’t i don’t cum to rescue you,is sooo wearisome to me.but if i die before you,you will go boo hoo hoo and whoa is me..what a drama queen.i say fuck you if you cry when i die
She didn’t know what to do.
Everywhere this. Just, a permanent chitter.chatter surrounding her.
It was better than the other option though, she supposed. She wasn’t very fond of silence.
i hear chatter around me ,
life goes on
i miss you when the words travel around my ears and that when i ssee you my life spins around the chatter
please dont leave me
the chatter keeps me sane
beyond the insanity
Fuck chat.
Only friends,
or nice peoples,
from time to time,
but not
too much,
please.
Take away labbering.
When one goes on ad on.
On and on she went until I thought she’d run out of oxygen. Does she ever let up? I wondered. Still could be worse, could be the silent treatment.
Chatter is something that she did nonstop. Morning, noon, and night she would whisper or giggle into my ear, and I would roll my eyes so she knew I didn’t care about any of it.
A melhor, mais eficiente e a mais completa e correta aliança de companhias aéreas.
she slammed the wooden ruler into the depths of the whiteboard, sending a reverberation of wood-against-board thunder across the incessant chattering of the students. they were not shaken, however, and hurling her ruler at the nearest boy, she stormed out, not returning because she wasn’t as forgiving as the last one.
meaningless words that spew forth from the mouths of people not really invested in the conversation but just making things up out of boredome.
Rumbling, thunder, loud claps, fiercely searing laughter, all evaporated to but a whisper when the inner me stepped in.
In my head, the chatter never stops. I long for a moment of silence. True silence allowing me to breath in and truly enjoy the beautiful world around me.
I think of Sharu. SHE KEEPS CHATTING AND CHATTING AND CHATTING AND CHATTING. SHE’S SUCH A CHATTER BOX.
Sometimes I wonder if she’s retarded.
If she were a channel, she’d be the ‘Chatter Channel’.
If she were a TV show, it’d be called ‘Chatter Away’.
You should go to urbandictionary.com and check what Sharu means.
Chatter would probably show up.
…Or Shah Rukh Khan.
Chatter is words. They come out of people’s mouthes and are sometiems annoying because they chatter too much and they don’t stop talking for like FOREVER!
The cacophony of voices fills my head, the swish of the long blue robes as tears are sniffed back behind board caps, and we are left alone for a moment to ponder the fact that it’s all over. Nothing joins us all together now, except that a love that will fade in years to come. Seasons will change, people will grow and one day we might forget this bittersweet happiness that comes with this next stage of life.