so it’s kind of confusing, but college is confusing too. Like i love it, but it’s weird. with all of the classes and all of the drama, sometimes it ‘s just too much. it’s nice though. i’ve made some really close friends here and found a guy who’s really nice to me. And i get to go into New York City a lot, so it’s so much fun. I really do love it.
Cassidy
hi i awesome peace out homedog!bye!end!this is the collsion of the concert!bye!hope u like!
peace baby
Crash. Things and people and places colliding, conflicting. Problems must be solved around the collisions that occur in our every day lives. Never give up on your strength, never abandon it. It’s all you’ve got and to give up is to cause another collision within yourself.
Christina H.
This is a collision in the making of somewhere I know not. But why must it be so much in this world like when the asteroid comes closer than the moon. This does not sound that close, but in galactic terms it’s the outside corner of home plate.
Joe
Foul smells choke the air
Blood drips down her arm
Glass shattered
THe sound of screeching metal
Slow motion
Time stops
And then it happens
ghost
a crash. To objects crashing into one another with some force and unpredictability. When to masses converge forcefully.
Anonymous
Again and again she thought to herself that if she had left the scene one moment earlier she could have avoided her fate.
What was wrong with the world?
God didn’t plan this. He didn’t mean for it to happen. He doesn’t even exist.
Each moment is connected.
If she had left two minutes earlier, he never would have died.
Collision
A horrible word
hi
magnets draw me away, but thunderous heart feelings draw me closer. i stand stronger than ever with a smile in my feet yet the turning of the world wants to throw me closer to you. it isn’t simple, it isn’t learnable, it doesn’t feel right. but then – how sweetly it does.
Benson
Once I was in an automobile accident. there was a collision. I remember the moment right before the impact. It’s not quite like they make it seem in books or movies. Things don’t really go in slow motion. But TIME kind of slows down a little bit. And I remember the moments very clearly
Grace
I had a collision. Some crazy woman backed in to my Lexus sedan. Then a stupid man T-boned my Lexus and at some point my Lexus took a third blow. Too much for me.
Kitty Sutton
hair fried.
fries spilled.
eyeliner in eye.
lipstick smeared. vogue blush.
purse upturned.
did i just run over an infant?
becca
culminating cutthroat capacity.
can’t connect the core captioning.
cookie.
becca
Going for that huge hit on the ice is one of the greatest feelings in the world. When you make that impact and crush the other guy isazing.
Hockey 101
she crashed the car straight into her mothers house no second thoughts no regrets just drove with out another movements thought straight off of a bridge….
driving my trycycle I rode till I got to the post office and got my mail. I was leaving the parking lot when this rather large truck was backing out of its space. there it ran me over and ofcourse no one saw the collision. So it was my word against his. The insurance company would not pay. so I’m laid up in the hospital with no trycycle and a very large hospital bill.
ukewench
an impact of sorts. you randomly collide with things in your path. sometimes the collision is planned other times it just happens. Everyone you collide with can teach you something so listen and learn from them. Ignore them and you might miss out on somethingazing.
charlie blaylock
and then we collided. the collision sent my head spinning. i had to get out. the reaction to getting into a relationship shouldn’t send you into tears like you had just been hit head on. i didn’t want my love to be a car crash. i wanted more than that. i will find someone else, and it will work.
kirsten
car crash baaaaaaaaaam. glass flying and body parts
creep
Things collide with each other. an emergency of some kind. Love. Two people quarrel.
poi
two cars had a head o collision at the top of my street. one was a daughter and mother going to Church the other car was a half drunken man. They both were okay but it was sad to see. There are still skid marks on the street. I remember hearing the screaching from the car. I felt bad for the man, but no one else seemed to think about him but i felt it was pretty obvious he was in the worst situation.
Anonymous
can haoppen in cars and then people will usually get hurt or perhaps even die. An asteroid could possibly collide with earth but that is not the word collision. Two people can collide on other levels than physical, they are called soul mates.
troy
i fucking hate my life right now, honestly. collision? think of everything shitty that could possibly happen to someone in a shortount of time. imagine all of those things colliding into you at once. fuck meeeeeee
rjr
so much mess, noise, confusion. it was dark, swinging lights, cars , roadsigns, on my ear, blood…there are no more minutes left. just this one. it was a mistake to go so fast. it is too late now
yvette mulder
and ever since my life collided with yours, nothing but chaos has erupted. today is a fresh start. totally new. goodbye, i say, to my old self. i will miss you; for i do not know what will come of my new life.
Alyssa
The collision was sudden, no screech of brakes no chance to swerve out of the way. Metal screamed as it bent beyond any reasonable point. Her brother screamed just once and she felt the seatbelt cutting into her neck and across her lap. The glass shattered, the coffee spilled across the floor. Then it stopped and all was silent, only her own breathing echoing in the car.
Maura
collision
Amber
collision
ber
It’s all they know. Lips crashing. Hips smashing. Clawing the skin from their thighs. His bones against hers – it’s good, too good, never enough. The fires lick their way up their arms. They’re burning. They’re dying. They’re flying.
Anna
collision of two equally potent entities is found to result in annihilation!
Santanu
head on and unsuspecting
wide-eyed and already sorry
gasping and shutting eyes
as if blind out the inevitable
torn limbs and beat up
collision
udee
I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the collision. They say that everything slows down, but when I asked my science teacher if that was true, she just said that your mind would speed up. Then it happened, and all was dark.
Me
We were flying down the road, sunglasses on and the wind billowing through the air.
I looked away from the road to look at her for a split-second, I swear that’s all it was.
But in that split-second, I missed the stop sign and went plowing into a truck.
bleh
smash! head on head my nose went crunch and the skin on my forehead spilt leaving a nasty gash
james
Running down the corridor, knowing the teacher would be mad if she saw her. Rules were rules and one of the school rules was… No running in the corridor. You never knew who was coming the other way and a collision was waiting to happen.
to cricket on my vespa
the smash echoed
clear into the night.the two motercycles were intwined like vines covering the pavement.
their blood pooled and mixed.the ironrny of this moment didnt excape Pheobe.luck had never been on her side, but damn this sure was a harsh way to make her agree. with more of her skin covering the six feet of road behind her than on her legs, she was finally happy to have been born without the ability to feel pain. glancing over and expecting to find people swarming them, there was no one. it wasnt dark. there were shops lining the streets,and still no one to be seen.
cursing to herself for allowing herself to have been caught off guard and allowing these events to happen, she used her elbows to drag the rest of herself out of the road and onto the sidewalk.
surveying the collision, it was like some sick painting. so unreal and yet totally in her face
no way to deny how terribly she had failed.
now it was all a waste. going to the covant, doing the ritual, going against EVERYTHING, to simply get his spirit to the sacret holy resting place in the basement of our childhood church in northern ontario.
tdicks,
smash crash bang impact y’all getting hit with the boom boom, this beat be bumping bumping this beat go boom boom
westy
You’d think that with only a moment’s notice, your muscles could flex fast enough to keep you out of danger. With just a single twitch, legs leaping, arms outstretched, up up in the air you would have flown, and never ended up in a coma for six months. You would think. But that’s only the dream inside the gauze and plaster.
paisley
my fucking head… the collision with the wall wasn’t my finest hour
so it’s kind of confusing, but college is confusing too. Like i love it, but it’s weird. with all of the classes and all of the drama, sometimes it ‘s just too much. it’s nice though. i’ve made some really close friends here and found a guy who’s really nice to me. And i get to go into New York City a lot, so it’s so much fun. I really do love it.
hi i awesome peace out homedog!bye!end!this is the collsion of the concert!bye!hope u like!
Crash. Things and people and places colliding, conflicting. Problems must be solved around the collisions that occur in our every day lives. Never give up on your strength, never abandon it. It’s all you’ve got and to give up is to cause another collision within yourself.
This is a collision in the making of somewhere I know not. But why must it be so much in this world like when the asteroid comes closer than the moon. This does not sound that close, but in galactic terms it’s the outside corner of home plate.
Foul smells choke the air
Blood drips down her arm
Glass shattered
THe sound of screeching metal
Slow motion
Time stops
And then it happens
a crash. To objects crashing into one another with some force and unpredictability. When to masses converge forcefully.
Again and again she thought to herself that if she had left the scene one moment earlier she could have avoided her fate.
What was wrong with the world?
God didn’t plan this. He didn’t mean for it to happen. He doesn’t even exist.
Each moment is connected.
If she had left two minutes earlier, he never would have died.
Collision
A horrible word
magnets draw me away, but thunderous heart feelings draw me closer. i stand stronger than ever with a smile in my feet yet the turning of the world wants to throw me closer to you. it isn’t simple, it isn’t learnable, it doesn’t feel right. but then – how sweetly it does.
Once I was in an automobile accident. there was a collision. I remember the moment right before the impact. It’s not quite like they make it seem in books or movies. Things don’t really go in slow motion. But TIME kind of slows down a little bit. And I remember the moments very clearly
I had a collision. Some crazy woman backed in to my Lexus sedan. Then a stupid man T-boned my Lexus and at some point my Lexus took a third blow. Too much for me.
hair fried.
fries spilled.
eyeliner in eye.
lipstick smeared. vogue blush.
purse upturned.
did i just run over an infant?
culminating cutthroat capacity.
can’t connect the core captioning.
cookie.
Going for that huge hit on the ice is one of the greatest feelings in the world. When you make that impact and crush the other guy isazing.
she crashed the car straight into her mothers house no second thoughts no regrets just drove with out another movements thought straight off of a bridge….
crash, pain, broken, tears, death.
buttcrack.
ribcage.
cranium, lungs, intestines.
bones.
blood.
ran over.
trampled.
splattered.
driving my trycycle I rode till I got to the post office and got my mail. I was leaving the parking lot when this rather large truck was backing out of its space. there it ran me over and ofcourse no one saw the collision. So it was my word against his. The insurance company would not pay. so I’m laid up in the hospital with no trycycle and a very large hospital bill.
an impact of sorts. you randomly collide with things in your path. sometimes the collision is planned other times it just happens. Everyone you collide with can teach you something so listen and learn from them. Ignore them and you might miss out on somethingazing.
and then we collided. the collision sent my head spinning. i had to get out. the reaction to getting into a relationship shouldn’t send you into tears like you had just been hit head on. i didn’t want my love to be a car crash. i wanted more than that. i will find someone else, and it will work.
car crash baaaaaaaaaam. glass flying and body parts
Things collide with each other. an emergency of some kind. Love. Two people quarrel.
two cars had a head o collision at the top of my street. one was a daughter and mother going to Church the other car was a half drunken man. They both were okay but it was sad to see. There are still skid marks on the street. I remember hearing the screaching from the car. I felt bad for the man, but no one else seemed to think about him but i felt it was pretty obvious he was in the worst situation.
can haoppen in cars and then people will usually get hurt or perhaps even die. An asteroid could possibly collide with earth but that is not the word collision. Two people can collide on other levels than physical, they are called soul mates.
i fucking hate my life right now, honestly. collision? think of everything shitty that could possibly happen to someone in a shortount of time. imagine all of those things colliding into you at once. fuck meeeeeee
so much mess, noise, confusion. it was dark, swinging lights, cars , roadsigns, on my ear, blood…there are no more minutes left. just this one. it was a mistake to go so fast. it is too late now
and ever since my life collided with yours, nothing but chaos has erupted. today is a fresh start. totally new. goodbye, i say, to my old self. i will miss you; for i do not know what will come of my new life.
The collision was sudden, no screech of brakes no chance to swerve out of the way. Metal screamed as it bent beyond any reasonable point. Her brother screamed just once and she felt the seatbelt cutting into her neck and across her lap. The glass shattered, the coffee spilled across the floor. Then it stopped and all was silent, only her own breathing echoing in the car.
collision
collision
It’s all they know. Lips crashing. Hips smashing. Clawing the skin from their thighs. His bones against hers – it’s good, too good, never enough. The fires lick their way up their arms. They’re burning. They’re dying. They’re flying.
collision of two equally potent entities is found to result in annihilation!
head on and unsuspecting
wide-eyed and already sorry
gasping and shutting eyes
as if blind out the inevitable
torn limbs and beat up
collision
I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the collision. They say that everything slows down, but when I asked my science teacher if that was true, she just said that your mind would speed up. Then it happened, and all was dark.
We were flying down the road, sunglasses on and the wind billowing through the air.
I looked away from the road to look at her for a split-second, I swear that’s all it was.
But in that split-second, I missed the stop sign and went plowing into a truck.
smash! head on head my nose went crunch and the skin on my forehead spilt leaving a nasty gash
Running down the corridor, knowing the teacher would be mad if she saw her. Rules were rules and one of the school rules was… No running in the corridor. You never knew who was coming the other way and a collision was waiting to happen.
the smash echoed
clear into the night.the two motercycles were intwined like vines covering the pavement.
their blood pooled and mixed.the ironrny of this moment didnt excape Pheobe.luck had never been on her side, but damn this sure was a harsh way to make her agree. with more of her skin covering the six feet of road behind her than on her legs, she was finally happy to have been born without the ability to feel pain. glancing over and expecting to find people swarming them, there was no one. it wasnt dark. there were shops lining the streets,and still no one to be seen.
cursing to herself for allowing herself to have been caught off guard and allowing these events to happen, she used her elbows to drag the rest of herself out of the road and onto the sidewalk.
surveying the collision, it was like some sick painting. so unreal and yet totally in her face
no way to deny how terribly she had failed.
now it was all a waste. going to the covant, doing the ritual, going against EVERYTHING, to simply get his spirit to the sacret holy resting place in the basement of our childhood church in northern ontario.
smash crash bang impact y’all getting hit with the boom boom, this beat be bumping bumping this beat go boom boom
You’d think that with only a moment’s notice, your muscles could flex fast enough to keep you out of danger. With just a single twitch, legs leaping, arms outstretched, up up in the air you would have flown, and never ended up in a coma for six months. You would think. But that’s only the dream inside the gauze and plaster.
my fucking head… the collision with the wall wasn’t my finest hour