i have a dog with a big orange collar. she pulls out of it often and i havent seen her in about three or four days. i think my moms crazy ex boyfriend took her and wont give her back. hes ruined my feelings of safety in my own home. now when someone knocks i sit and i wait until they leave.
toni
they tightened the collar around my neck and began to pull… i ran backwards trying to get away… but it was useless. i screamed out for help. but no one came to rescue me, i cried harder and they pulled harder.
Clarissa
The area around my collar is a tender place, and one that I only allow to be touched by those very close to me.
If you’d like to touch it, we’re going to have to get to know each other.
Christopher Pitbladdo
collar can be the collar on a working man’s shirt or the collar of a dog. either way it represents a place of status and belonging, for a dog it means that this dog has a home and a good life, for a man it means that this man has a job and most likely a good high paying one.
Katie
“I have a massive collar for you my friend,” she said.
“But that doesn’t make any sense!”
How could this have happened. People were running wild with their imaginations. We must stop them, and you are our only hope!
Alex
yes, that’s what the police do- collar you.Also, it’s the aggravating piece of a shirt that never fails to curl up at the side ans. if that ws not enough, it gets incredibably dirty.
anne mcmillan
blue
white
worker
ironing
shirt
irem
a collar strung tight. ever-present reminder to conform. a subconscious noose. dont step out of line. breath is necessary.
jb
dogs wear them, lipstick gets on them…you never know! you get hot around your collar, you can have too much starch in your collar. funny word! They collar criminals, but that really has nothing to do with the collar they are actually wearing!
melissa
a collar is something you wear around your neck. i always worry about them choking me, but other people don’t seem to mind. i do like the ruffs people wore in shakespeare’s time, however. fun to wear. i guess what i’m trying to say, is that being an actor is fun; except when you have an office job.
Nora
The woman gasped as she her hand sprung out ,colliding with her husband’s face.
“What the hell was that for?” He yelped, moving his own hand to cover the handprint forming on his cheek.
“You have lipstick on your collar!” She cried, tears begining to leak out of her eyes.
“I Can explain…” He said feebly, but before he could even say a word the door was slammed in his face, the salt of his wife’s tears lingering in the air between them.
~fin~
Carly
Collar is unleashed. Thought is wasn’t all my life. Grew up with it. Always thought it was there. Never noticed it being gone. I don’t know what to do. No more collar…who am I. What is my purpose? Look a cat!
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His collar was wet by water from his hair. He tried to impress all the others but I saw through him. He wasn’t more then me. Not more then anyone. He was a dog. A dog that wanted everyone’s antention and shoke of the wetness as if people wanted to become as wet as him. Wanted to be him.
magge
i used to think that a collar was just some “thing” on a shirt. it wasnt until now that i realized that its the only thing holding my shirt together and hiding when i get hot.i hate collars.a lot. really. a lot. wow.
Anonymous
dogs leashes
i should call her
why dont i call her
check out my collar
Anonymous
I noticed that I was wearing my green shirt when I woke up today. Still wearing my green shirt actually as I’d not been home in days. But the most bizarre thing was that not only were all my buttons missing but so was my collar.
Morenike Adebayo
the collar of my shirt has a tendency to choke me. when i am in a place bunched up with tins of people i just can’t stop thinking about how it is slowly getting tighter and tighter and tighter. i can’t stand it almost and have to pull.
bunny
collar bone, collar kind of rimes with dollar and dollar is money in the US, and I wanna go to the US – fly preferably, and see all the major cities, using dollar after dollar… yeah, I suck at this.
Rikke
on top of your shirt
Anonymous
Collar.. as in collar bones… another one of my random attractions. Collars are such awesome things highlighting this area ever so nicely on the right people. But make sure there’s no lip stick or a ring on the collar… neither of them are good signs.
Rachel
his collar was too small for his neck, it wouldn’t button. even though he’s a thin boy, his neck was too large. he asked me if it meant he had a fat neck. i told him no, and i loved him anyway, even if he did. he left me anyway, even though i loved him and his fat neck. i guess love isn’t always enough.
marlee
It was a collar, this chain around my neck, I was afraid that it would hold me back, no one really understood how I felt, I was just, dying. Dying from the sickness. Morning sickness? I hoped not. For one time in my life, I had hopped that it was something else, though I knew, with my luck. it wasn’t
Christina W
seo srian chun madra a chomead socar, chun sagar a aithaint, chun breith ar duinne ata ag bá. Níl collar ar mo leine. Measam fein gur feidir daith a usaid in ait bóna chun comhair faoi eidaigh bana a deanam nios taithnamah. Staon feoil!
Anonymous
When she arrived with her shirt buttoned all the way to the collar, he knew it was not his night. Still, she was there, and that was not always a possibility.
CH
I have to wear a shirt with a collar at work. It used to annoy me but I have grown to deal with it. I love my job so a small thing like this doesn’t bother me too much anymore. I swore when I was younger that I wouldn’t ever have a job that made me wear a uniform. I’ve grown up.
Jonathan
My dog’s collar is one of my most precious possessions. It still has her hair matted into the fabric and it brings back good memories. Were I not to have had such a sweet puppy who liked her collar. It would make me think of improisonment.
Anna
my dog wears a collar. it is a symbol of being kept. collars are empowering to those who put them on you. i wore a collar once. it was kind of belittling.
cleverclover
The wannabe playboy popped his collar, then strode purposefully into the nightclub. He emerged four hours later, inebriated to the point of delusion, with three women draped on his arms. They all climbed into his fancy car and drove off. They only survived a few minutes on the road.
vish
Why do people pop their collar? it’s almost as silly as one wearing a cap backward. That is not the point of a cap, nor is it the point of a collar to pop it. A collared shirt serves a purpose, a collared shirt with a popped collar indicates immaturity beyond years. Don’t pop your collar.
John
the collar is on everyone, not just humans but dogs as well. and the ones on the dogs are more fascinating than those of the humans. the dog collar helps the dog keep in control. may be the same thing could be applied to humans as well
dipayan
Collared, chained and strapped to the table, Jeffrey was under constant supervision. Suicide watch is never easy, and this particular patient seemed to have a singular talent for finding ways to harm himself.
Chuck Meacham
oh e’er since i can remember i been poppin’ my colla,
poppin’, poppin’ my colla,
poppin’, poppin’ my colla.
danaë
he pops her collar up to kiss her neck. he bites down, drawing blood. but this just makes her want him more. he moves to her collar bone. her sweet spot. she wants it. he sucks her collar bone. edward cullen.
anonymus
The guy worked in a very conservative place. He was tired of the collar, the tie, the shoes, and the pants. He wanted to strip down and get his money right. The collar was the most ridiculous. He couldn’t stand it. He would wear the collared shirts and wonder “Why do I feel like I should go clean a pool?”
Angeli Martinez
My collar today is lime green, pointed, nothing like the beautiful lace collars of my great-grandmother’s day. Why do we think we are making progress in the world? Where has beauty gone? I want to go back.
Deanna Christian
My collar today is lime green, pointed, nothing like the beautiful lace collars of my great-grandmother’s day. Why do we think we are making progress in the world? Where has beauty gone? I want to go back.
Deanna Christian
I took her by the collar and kissed her for all my life was worth. For a second, I thought she was going to push me away. But I felt her fingers slide around my neck and her tongue touch mine and I knew that something inside was different, that we were embarking on an incredible journey together that no one would ever understand. She tasted like cherries and I laughed.
Kemari
The collar of her shirt was red. It was so bright. it hurt my eyes. I wondered why she would wear a shirt with a collar so bright and so different, and then I knew. then I just knew that it was something that distinguished her. She needed attention.
i have a dog with a big orange collar. she pulls out of it often and i havent seen her in about three or four days. i think my moms crazy ex boyfriend took her and wont give her back. hes ruined my feelings of safety in my own home. now when someone knocks i sit and i wait until they leave.
they tightened the collar around my neck and began to pull… i ran backwards trying to get away… but it was useless. i screamed out for help. but no one came to rescue me, i cried harder and they pulled harder.
The area around my collar is a tender place, and one that I only allow to be touched by those very close to me.
If you’d like to touch it, we’re going to have to get to know each other.
collar can be the collar on a working man’s shirt or the collar of a dog. either way it represents a place of status and belonging, for a dog it means that this dog has a home and a good life, for a man it means that this man has a job and most likely a good high paying one.
“I have a massive collar for you my friend,” she said.
“But that doesn’t make any sense!”
How could this have happened. People were running wild with their imaginations. We must stop them, and you are our only hope!
yes, that’s what the police do- collar you.Also, it’s the aggravating piece of a shirt that never fails to curl up at the side ans. if that ws not enough, it gets incredibably dirty.
blue
white
worker
ironing
shirt
a collar strung tight. ever-present reminder to conform. a subconscious noose. dont step out of line. breath is necessary.
dogs wear them, lipstick gets on them…you never know! you get hot around your collar, you can have too much starch in your collar. funny word! They collar criminals, but that really has nothing to do with the collar they are actually wearing!
a collar is something you wear around your neck. i always worry about them choking me, but other people don’t seem to mind. i do like the ruffs people wore in shakespeare’s time, however. fun to wear. i guess what i’m trying to say, is that being an actor is fun; except when you have an office job.
The woman gasped as she her hand sprung out ,colliding with her husband’s face.
“What the hell was that for?” He yelped, moving his own hand to cover the handprint forming on his cheek.
“You have lipstick on your collar!” She cried, tears begining to leak out of her eyes.
“I Can explain…” He said feebly, but before he could even say a word the door was slammed in his face, the salt of his wife’s tears lingering in the air between them.
~fin~
Collar is unleashed. Thought is wasn’t all my life. Grew up with it. Always thought it was there. Never noticed it being gone. I don’t know what to do. No more collar…who am I. What is my purpose? Look a cat!
His collar was wet by water from his hair. He tried to impress all the others but I saw through him. He wasn’t more then me. Not more then anyone. He was a dog. A dog that wanted everyone’s antention and shoke of the wetness as if people wanted to become as wet as him. Wanted to be him.
i used to think that a collar was just some “thing” on a shirt. it wasnt until now that i realized that its the only thing holding my shirt together and hiding when i get hot.i hate collars.a lot. really. a lot. wow.
dogs leashes
i should call her
why dont i call her
check out my collar
I noticed that I was wearing my green shirt when I woke up today. Still wearing my green shirt actually as I’d not been home in days. But the most bizarre thing was that not only were all my buttons missing but so was my collar.
the collar of my shirt has a tendency to choke me. when i am in a place bunched up with tins of people i just can’t stop thinking about how it is slowly getting tighter and tighter and tighter. i can’t stand it almost and have to pull.
collar bone, collar kind of rimes with dollar and dollar is money in the US, and I wanna go to the US – fly preferably, and see all the major cities, using dollar after dollar… yeah, I suck at this.
on top of your shirt
Collar.. as in collar bones… another one of my random attractions. Collars are such awesome things highlighting this area ever so nicely on the right people. But make sure there’s no lip stick or a ring on the collar… neither of them are good signs.
his collar was too small for his neck, it wouldn’t button. even though he’s a thin boy, his neck was too large. he asked me if it meant he had a fat neck. i told him no, and i loved him anyway, even if he did. he left me anyway, even though i loved him and his fat neck. i guess love isn’t always enough.
It was a collar, this chain around my neck, I was afraid that it would hold me back, no one really understood how I felt, I was just, dying. Dying from the sickness. Morning sickness? I hoped not. For one time in my life, I had hopped that it was something else, though I knew, with my luck. it wasn’t
seo srian chun madra a chomead socar, chun sagar a aithaint, chun breith ar duinne ata ag bá. Níl collar ar mo leine. Measam fein gur feidir daith a usaid in ait bóna chun comhair faoi eidaigh bana a deanam nios taithnamah. Staon feoil!
When she arrived with her shirt buttoned all the way to the collar, he knew it was not his night. Still, she was there, and that was not always a possibility.
I have to wear a shirt with a collar at work. It used to annoy me but I have grown to deal with it. I love my job so a small thing like this doesn’t bother me too much anymore. I swore when I was younger that I wouldn’t ever have a job that made me wear a uniform. I’ve grown up.
My dog’s collar is one of my most precious possessions. It still has her hair matted into the fabric and it brings back good memories. Were I not to have had such a sweet puppy who liked her collar. It would make me think of improisonment.
my dog wears a collar. it is a symbol of being kept. collars are empowering to those who put them on you. i wore a collar once. it was kind of belittling.
The wannabe playboy popped his collar, then strode purposefully into the nightclub. He emerged four hours later, inebriated to the point of delusion, with three women draped on his arms. They all climbed into his fancy car and drove off. They only survived a few minutes on the road.
Why do people pop their collar? it’s almost as silly as one wearing a cap backward. That is not the point of a cap, nor is it the point of a collar to pop it. A collared shirt serves a purpose, a collared shirt with a popped collar indicates immaturity beyond years. Don’t pop your collar.
the collar is on everyone, not just humans but dogs as well. and the ones on the dogs are more fascinating than those of the humans. the dog collar helps the dog keep in control. may be the same thing could be applied to humans as well
Collared, chained and strapped to the table, Jeffrey was under constant supervision. Suicide watch is never easy, and this particular patient seemed to have a singular talent for finding ways to harm himself.
oh e’er since i can remember i been poppin’ my colla,
poppin’, poppin’ my colla,
poppin’, poppin’ my colla.
he pops her collar up to kiss her neck. he bites down, drawing blood. but this just makes her want him more. he moves to her collar bone. her sweet spot. she wants it. he sucks her collar bone. edward cullen.
The guy worked in a very conservative place. He was tired of the collar, the tie, the shoes, and the pants. He wanted to strip down and get his money right. The collar was the most ridiculous. He couldn’t stand it. He would wear the collared shirts and wonder “Why do I feel like I should go clean a pool?”
My collar today is lime green, pointed, nothing like the beautiful lace collars of my great-grandmother’s day. Why do we think we are making progress in the world? Where has beauty gone? I want to go back.
My collar today is lime green, pointed, nothing like the beautiful lace collars of my great-grandmother’s day. Why do we think we are making progress in the world? Where has beauty gone? I want to go back.
I took her by the collar and kissed her for all my life was worth. For a second, I thought she was going to push me away. But I felt her fingers slide around my neck and her tongue touch mine and I knew that something inside was different, that we were embarking on an incredible journey together that no one would ever understand. She tasted like cherries and I laughed.
The collar of her shirt was red. It was so bright. it hurt my eyes. I wondered why she would wear a shirt with a collar so bright and so different, and then I knew. then I just knew that it was something that distinguished her. She needed attention.
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I don’t have many shirts with collars