In nineth grade one of my friends was asking me what I wanted to Christmas. I said I didn’t want anything and then he jokingly asked if I wanted his heart. And then he said that he could give me a deer heart that he had in his freezer. And then he was talking about making deer heart tacos which I think sounds completely gross. So when I think of a deer, this memory comes to mind.
Mackenzie Johns
There he was a deer in the headlights. Literally. I did not necessarily mean to run him over. I mean it was dark outside. He just ran infront of the car as i was driving in the countryside.
Brenna
He slams the brakes, but makes a carcass anyway. His windshield has cracked, splintered into his eyes. He can feel the blood between his fingers. He doesn’t know why he is so relived. He’s gone blind at the cost of a deer’s life.
chucked97
deer in the headlights why can’t i see the way they told me they’d like me to be but all i could do and all i could say was all i never wanted to pray for and about and around and atop and now i see it won’t ever stop i want you i need you i hope you will live but i gave all i’ve got and have no more to give
halley Corapi
I think of Bambi….so cute and innocent, and then visions of the deer that have wandered onto roads and been killed by cars flash into my mind. Life so quickly snuffed out, a life that knows not what a car is or the power behind it, a life that was just trying to exist in the world as it knew it.
Kirsten
A deer literally ran into my car…I have no idea why they do that. Do they not know how to change direction at all? It’s weird. They go straight, forever. No turning…I wonder sometimes how they get back to where they were.
Rhea
Lots of people tell me I lok like a deer. I have big eyes and things, so I guess it makes sense. I’m often found to be dazed, and it doesn’t take a lot to surprise me. I’m meek. That’s a great way to describe me today. I’m really meek, which is unexpected for some of the things I do, but I can be submissive in awful ways.
Corinne Rockoff
White tail deer live in Canada. They are beautiful creatures of elegance grace and beauty.
Tiffa
Fuck, I hate how it’s always the same word. I guess there’s a reason for it but FUCK IT!!! this site should let us vote which ones we like the most out of all the ones posted and then this would make more sense…. anyway, deer are cool. They turn into reindeer when you put antlers on them HOLY SHIT
David S
Deer. I’ve seen people type dear as deer. Which is always sad. I mean, they say “Deer so-and-so.”
Do they mean, “Deer, so-and-so!”
Like a warning?
“Deer! So-and-so!”
Surprise? I’ll never be sure.
Caitlin
“The deer ran into the headlights too quickly for me to stop, um, I guess that’s why I’m here.” I told the angel at the gate. He said “No, I mean why aren’t you in hell?”
Crystal Arnspiger
One time my dad and I were driving down the road late at night and he hit a deer that ran out in the middle of the street. He didnt have time to stop. We killed that deer that night and truthfully I was extremely sad. We actually buried the deer on the side of the road. My dad and I felt so guilty.
Miranda Burns
a reddish deer in white snowland
caceve
Deer are creatures that look fragile but are strong. There is no other word for nature other than strong. It took millions of years for mankind to move nature and for mother nature’s creatures to be affected by it. We are not above her, she is above us.
Laura
i hate deer. i hate them jumping out at my car and forcing me to slam on the breaks or risk their dumb deer road-jumping antics. i hate having to scan the sides of the road for them late at night, watching for the reds of their eyes to be reflected in my headlights.
a
Deer, a soft brown, standing stock still in the woods. I freeze as well, shocked but happy to see them so close. So beautiful. I see the m in the back yard on winter nights, running through. By the side of the road. I see fawns following their mothers, on wobbly legs. I love the dear near my house. They bring me closer to nature.
Sarah
there was a deer, it looked like a beautiful creating urging itself to find whatever it is it’s looking for. it donesn’t look as if it knows, but you can just tell, that it’s going somewhere as beautiful as the creature itself.
tami addlestone
deer again. is this a word a day thing? why are deer so strange? like huge rodents kinda. huge chipmunks. but with horns and hooves. what does deer taste like?
blahblahblah
The first thing I think about when I see the word deer is Bambi. The beloved deer that captured the hearts of disney loving kinds everywhere. But I should also talk about how delicious deer is. I tried it in Austria and felt guilty but still it was good!!
Laurita
shoot them mothua truckers. venison meat tastes good so does the jerky!!!111…..did you hear deer loves mudkipz…..LLLLLOOOOOOOLLLLLZZZZz……….the cake is a lie but the deer meat is truth.
Combaticus1943
He pranced through the forest, leaves dancing behind his hoofs. The birds flew over his head, singing their morning songs. He could see the sunrise through the treetops.
megan
one day a deer jumped out of the mysticalfail forest to get away from the fundamental christianity and stupidity there. unfortunately the deer then ran into a scinentoloist convention, where it had its thetons measured, it then joined into the cult of scientology.
Austin
There’s something about the deer-in-the-headlights look that Yuusei gives Jack as he lies in bed, his body shaking beneath the sheets from his most recent nightmare. Jack sighs and wraps an arm around him in bed, pulling him close and beginning to stroke the hair at the nape of his neck to sooth him as he suddenly bursts into sobs.
“… Kiryu.”
Jack winces as Yuusei’s nails dig into his shoulder, shorn and dirty.
“I know.”
Justine
doe a ray a doe ray me….
hunting is evil but deer taste amazing!
realfake
A few days ago I saw a deer in the road driving home from my sister’s house. The thing was gigantic and it just came out of no where in the dark at me in the car. It was truly gigantic. It had antlers and everything. I didn’t know what to think. I was half in awe and half scared out of my wits.
Rena
Deer is an animal. I also think of deer meat which makes me think of deer meat and how yummy it is. Everytime i go to my friend’s house they would cook up deer meat and we would eat for days. I also think of brown since deers are brown which makes me think of brown furniture and also when you go to those crazy animals killers houses and they have dead animals heads all over the place that scare little children and sometimes adults.
natalie nimeh
i love to see deer first thing in the morning. standing at the edge of the woods, warily moving closer to the road. as soon as they spot you they dart away and it always makes my day. i usually forget that i’ve seen them until i drive back to the spot where i saw them. morning deer.
Mel
Deer run through the forest and often get hit by cars. They’re cute and cuddly but I think they might have killed a few people too and just from running across the highway. They eat crops, but I still don’t want people to kill ’em.
RG
deer
David Westermann
There’s deer everywhere here. I don’t see why they’re so special other places. I’m from Montana. You see more deer than people some days. They’re not exactly rare!!! There are zoos with mule deer. I mean really? Why waste the money? They’re nowhere near endangered. Just walk into someone’s backyard in big sky country.
Gwen
When I was a kid, I had to walk a quarter mile through the woods to the school bus. I left one morning and while traveling thru the brush, I encountered a deer. It lept out of the bushes and scared me. I was 6.
K-Zar
Racing across the road in attempt to dodge death. Life comes at you so fast. Don’t think, just go. Be free and leap for you dreams.
Ramsey Ackad
deer in the headlights, staring back with blank glazed over eyes. Should I run, or should I fight. That’s probably what he’s thinking, mean while I’m asking the same question.
Jeni
A deer is a animal. It is free. It is brown. It runs to a distant. free. free. free. Through the forest. Silent and swift. Nobody knows where it goes.
Coeli
Once it looks into your eyes you begin to ooze with confusion. You know that it can see you but hope that its going to stand and wait for that moment. That moment that you pull out your brand new Canon and take a photograph of this beautiful creature in utter bliss. However, as you go to do so – You hear something. You hear something that isn’t like anything you’ve heard before. But wait, Maybe you have.
Marcus
The woods were quiet. Everything was heard. Nothing was done, when he took the young one. The rest ran and did not look back.
Tyler
The deer ran through the open air
trying to find a place to sleep
in this dark desolate forrest
he will weep and weep
He didn’t know what he was doing
Nor did he care
For in the moment of weekness
He let all he couldn’t bare out.
Deanna
headlights streak across the surface of a cracked pave road. skid. slip. thud. one less deer, another tragedy, regarded as another soul less animal dying. is this how we also feel? so distant to the pain of a living thing. I suppose the worst thing that can happen would be to die ourselves, everything else is an illusion, right all you advocates of the non absolute?
0217
cows like to eat deer. no they dont. one time a deer ran in front of my boyfriends car when we were driving up to the top of palomar mountain to see if we could experience his first snow together…we didnt get to…but anyways. the deer! was about 20 feet in front of his car and he was going about 30-40 mph and almost hit it. it had antlers…idk if that makes it a deer.
chessie
deer in the headlights. that’s how i feel facing life. i hit a deer once. i still remember the look in her eyes as she passed under my car. i think she saw me too. i feel like somehow in that moment we connected and understood each other. i cried when i saw her in the rearview mirror. maybe thats how my friends will see me.
In nineth grade one of my friends was asking me what I wanted to Christmas. I said I didn’t want anything and then he jokingly asked if I wanted his heart. And then he said that he could give me a deer heart that he had in his freezer. And then he was talking about making deer heart tacos which I think sounds completely gross. So when I think of a deer, this memory comes to mind.
There he was a deer in the headlights. Literally. I did not necessarily mean to run him over. I mean it was dark outside. He just ran infront of the car as i was driving in the countryside.
He slams the brakes, but makes a carcass anyway. His windshield has cracked, splintered into his eyes. He can feel the blood between his fingers. He doesn’t know why he is so relived. He’s gone blind at the cost of a deer’s life.
deer in the headlights why can’t i see the way they told me they’d like me to be but all i could do and all i could say was all i never wanted to pray for and about and around and atop and now i see it won’t ever stop i want you i need you i hope you will live but i gave all i’ve got and have no more to give
I think of Bambi….so cute and innocent, and then visions of the deer that have wandered onto roads and been killed by cars flash into my mind. Life so quickly snuffed out, a life that knows not what a car is or the power behind it, a life that was just trying to exist in the world as it knew it.
A deer literally ran into my car…I have no idea why they do that. Do they not know how to change direction at all? It’s weird. They go straight, forever. No turning…I wonder sometimes how they get back to where they were.
Lots of people tell me I lok like a deer. I have big eyes and things, so I guess it makes sense. I’m often found to be dazed, and it doesn’t take a lot to surprise me. I’m meek. That’s a great way to describe me today. I’m really meek, which is unexpected for some of the things I do, but I can be submissive in awful ways.
White tail deer live in Canada. They are beautiful creatures of elegance grace and beauty.
Fuck, I hate how it’s always the same word. I guess there’s a reason for it but FUCK IT!!! this site should let us vote which ones we like the most out of all the ones posted and then this would make more sense…. anyway, deer are cool. They turn into reindeer when you put antlers on them HOLY SHIT
Deer. I’ve seen people type dear as deer. Which is always sad. I mean, they say “Deer so-and-so.”
Do they mean, “Deer, so-and-so!”
Like a warning?
“Deer! So-and-so!”
Surprise? I’ll never be sure.
“The deer ran into the headlights too quickly for me to stop, um, I guess that’s why I’m here.” I told the angel at the gate. He said “No, I mean why aren’t you in hell?”
One time my dad and I were driving down the road late at night and he hit a deer that ran out in the middle of the street. He didnt have time to stop. We killed that deer that night and truthfully I was extremely sad. We actually buried the deer on the side of the road. My dad and I felt so guilty.
a reddish deer in white snowland
Deer are creatures that look fragile but are strong. There is no other word for nature other than strong. It took millions of years for mankind to move nature and for mother nature’s creatures to be affected by it. We are not above her, she is above us.
i hate deer. i hate them jumping out at my car and forcing me to slam on the breaks or risk their dumb deer road-jumping antics. i hate having to scan the sides of the road for them late at night, watching for the reds of their eyes to be reflected in my headlights.
Deer, a soft brown, standing stock still in the woods. I freeze as well, shocked but happy to see them so close. So beautiful. I see the m in the back yard on winter nights, running through. By the side of the road. I see fawns following their mothers, on wobbly legs. I love the dear near my house. They bring me closer to nature.
there was a deer, it looked like a beautiful creating urging itself to find whatever it is it’s looking for. it donesn’t look as if it knows, but you can just tell, that it’s going somewhere as beautiful as the creature itself.
deer again. is this a word a day thing? why are deer so strange? like huge rodents kinda. huge chipmunks. but with horns and hooves. what does deer taste like?
The first thing I think about when I see the word deer is Bambi. The beloved deer that captured the hearts of disney loving kinds everywhere. But I should also talk about how delicious deer is. I tried it in Austria and felt guilty but still it was good!!
shoot them mothua truckers. venison meat tastes good so does the jerky!!!111…..did you hear deer loves mudkipz…..LLLLLOOOOOOOLLLLLZZZZz……….the cake is a lie but the deer meat is truth.
He pranced through the forest, leaves dancing behind his hoofs. The birds flew over his head, singing their morning songs. He could see the sunrise through the treetops.
one day a deer jumped out of the mysticalfail forest to get away from the fundamental christianity and stupidity there. unfortunately the deer then ran into a scinentoloist convention, where it had its thetons measured, it then joined into the cult of scientology.
There’s something about the deer-in-the-headlights look that Yuusei gives Jack as he lies in bed, his body shaking beneath the sheets from his most recent nightmare. Jack sighs and wraps an arm around him in bed, pulling him close and beginning to stroke the hair at the nape of his neck to sooth him as he suddenly bursts into sobs.
“… Kiryu.”
Jack winces as Yuusei’s nails dig into his shoulder, shorn and dirty.
“I know.”
doe a ray a doe ray me….
hunting is evil but deer taste amazing!
A few days ago I saw a deer in the road driving home from my sister’s house. The thing was gigantic and it just came out of no where in the dark at me in the car. It was truly gigantic. It had antlers and everything. I didn’t know what to think. I was half in awe and half scared out of my wits.
Deer is an animal. I also think of deer meat which makes me think of deer meat and how yummy it is. Everytime i go to my friend’s house they would cook up deer meat and we would eat for days. I also think of brown since deers are brown which makes me think of brown furniture and also when you go to those crazy animals killers houses and they have dead animals heads all over the place that scare little children and sometimes adults.
i love to see deer first thing in the morning. standing at the edge of the woods, warily moving closer to the road. as soon as they spot you they dart away and it always makes my day. i usually forget that i’ve seen them until i drive back to the spot where i saw them. morning deer.
Deer run through the forest and often get hit by cars. They’re cute and cuddly but I think they might have killed a few people too and just from running across the highway. They eat crops, but I still don’t want people to kill ’em.
deer
There’s deer everywhere here. I don’t see why they’re so special other places. I’m from Montana. You see more deer than people some days. They’re not exactly rare!!! There are zoos with mule deer. I mean really? Why waste the money? They’re nowhere near endangered. Just walk into someone’s backyard in big sky country.
When I was a kid, I had to walk a quarter mile through the woods to the school bus. I left one morning and while traveling thru the brush, I encountered a deer. It lept out of the bushes and scared me. I was 6.
Racing across the road in attempt to dodge death. Life comes at you so fast. Don’t think, just go. Be free and leap for you dreams.
deer in the headlights, staring back with blank glazed over eyes. Should I run, or should I fight. That’s probably what he’s thinking, mean while I’m asking the same question.
A deer is a animal. It is free. It is brown. It runs to a distant. free. free. free. Through the forest. Silent and swift. Nobody knows where it goes.
Once it looks into your eyes you begin to ooze with confusion. You know that it can see you but hope that its going to stand and wait for that moment. That moment that you pull out your brand new Canon and take a photograph of this beautiful creature in utter bliss. However, as you go to do so – You hear something. You hear something that isn’t like anything you’ve heard before. But wait, Maybe you have.
The woods were quiet. Everything was heard. Nothing was done, when he took the young one. The rest ran and did not look back.
The deer ran through the open air
trying to find a place to sleep
in this dark desolate forrest
he will weep and weep
He didn’t know what he was doing
Nor did he care
For in the moment of weekness
He let all he couldn’t bare out.
headlights streak across the surface of a cracked pave road. skid. slip. thud. one less deer, another tragedy, regarded as another soul less animal dying. is this how we also feel? so distant to the pain of a living thing. I suppose the worst thing that can happen would be to die ourselves, everything else is an illusion, right all you advocates of the non absolute?
cows like to eat deer. no they dont. one time a deer ran in front of my boyfriends car when we were driving up to the top of palomar mountain to see if we could experience his first snow together…we didnt get to…but anyways. the deer! was about 20 feet in front of his car and he was going about 30-40 mph and almost hit it. it had antlers…idk if that makes it a deer.
deer in the headlights. that’s how i feel facing life. i hit a deer once. i still remember the look in her eyes as she passed under my car. i think she saw me too. i feel like somehow in that moment we connected and understood each other. i cried when i saw her in the rearview mirror. maybe thats how my friends will see me.