dial a number and see what you get
i don’t think i’ll ever forget
the way the digits go beep
actually i don’t like the word beep
seems kind of mediocre
we’re still talking about dial right?
it’s a deodorant.
not that i use it or anything
that’d be embarrassing.
dial my number
and see what you get.
davinbell
Friends never seem to stay in contact even tho its just so easy to pick up the phone and dial a number – one number that’ll contact one of the peeople you’re closest to in the whole wide world.
Sarah
I dont remember the last time I actually dialed a phone number on my cell phone, usually I search for the number and click send, who dial.
Big Brad
i wish i could call him. i want to call him. we have so much to talk about. so much i want to say….that i love him. he’s my best friend. i can’t live without him. i don’t want him to move. but i can’t. and it hurts. i just want to unload every feeling i have on him…and i can’t. and that’s the worst feeling ever.
jill
He started to dial the number. Silence. He didn’t know what to think, but his primal instincts kicked in and did the thinking for him. Fear. Anger. Hurt. She’s cutting him off, slowly.
I dialed the phone, waiting quietly for the ring signaling the phone was on. The call that would change my life. Any information might mean death. It might mean that I kept everything I had. It started to ring.
Bob
Dial the phone and hear the other side; it might be your imagination. Hang up and try again. Do they answer? Is it you on the other end? Do you have the answers? Yes, they are there, in that phone, on the other end, listening and begging you to understand. You are not the dial tone. You are the voice on the other end of the phone with the answers. Give them to yourself and feel free.
josh
Dial. If I had her number, i’d call her. Maybe. Proabably not. If it were easy to make the words come out, I would. But they get stuck. She makes me want to be better. I could tell her. Maybe tomorrow.
Taylor Oliver
omg what am i suppsoe to write aobut uits wone fucking word omg omg omg omg what to write WHAT!!!!! i hate you one work i love lice cream and pizza and funny i am damm sexy and amazing ahahah truth soo now what dop i write aobut
Anonymous
Remembering back when the phones had dials and I was forced to call neighbors I left myself wondering just how the thing spun and the other phone knew. Years later learning about click and bang versions of phone banks I explained it at a bar and someone made a comment it was like hooking up.
Looking blank they said you click and then bang.
Sal
i dialed a number today and it turned out to be my ex girlfriend. random but we ended up talking for two hours and are actually back together now. what an amzing day to be alive and have a random call.
Adam S.
pick up the phone and call. its not that hard. i dont get why that simple act has lost its meaning among facebooking, chatting, im-ing, and texting. the sound of a persons voice beats an lol or haha any day.
ak
Dial the phone… Dial soap!!!!
Cody Averett
In my finger went. Always the pointer one, into the same overly pulled hole to dial the needed number. Why was my life so worthless and shallow? Not in the sense you probably assume I’m referring to, but really, who comes from college being a telemarketer and accepting the way every different hang up takes an actual toll on our esteem and feelings.
Cecilia
I dialed the phone quickly, I could hear my heart pounding in the back of my skull. “Bah boom bah boom.” He was coming, quickly, I had so little time but my fingers were so slippery and slid off the rubber buttons.
Anonymous
i dial randomly to try and reach someone who can tell me what happened. someone who can explain things in such a profoundly final way that i can just walk on and forget this all
david durney
Make it perfect. Figure it out. Tweak it. Turn that dial way past the red line, where does it go? Turn it back down, see what happens when there is nothing. Then get it just perfect! Dial it in!
Nur
I dial phone numbers everyday. Not a lot though because I don’t talk to a lot of people. I don’t have many friends. But that’s okay because I would rather have a couple good friends than a bunch of phony friends.
Camille
fuck you finger
the ultimate betrayal
when your digits turn against your better judgment
so sorry for last night
so sorry you didn’t answer
never answer
i’m done this time
yes i am
never again will i long for that response
that never comes.
no.
sarah
I don’t remember the number, just the movements. I sigh and my hands guide me. This isn’t as hard as it should be.
pick it up.
all you have to do is pick it up.
press slowly,
breath heavily,
dial.
Anonymous
Remember when telephones had those rotary dials? When you actually had to rotate a plastic disk on a spring with your finger? And you cursed your friend who had a lot of 8s, 9s and 0s in their number because it took forever to dial them?
bobo
I dial the phone everyday, not necessarally to call someone, but to text, I also used dial soap when I was a child, at least I think I did, who knows, that was when it was my parents responsibility to provide me with soap, now I am an adult, well kind of, and I have buy my own soap, and figure out my own life. I am no longer a child.
Kelly Taylor
the dial on the remote control was not working at all. I became very frustrated a I tried to press firmly on it.dddddddddddddddddddddd
Anonymous
the dial on the remote control was not working at all. I became very frustrated a I tried to press firmly on it.dddddddddddddddddddddd
Flora
Makes me think of a telephone. Either that or soap. Which is interesting because that make me think of getting clean. So, I can use Dial Soap and afterwards dial a girl I know and hope have sex. So, dial is just a euphemism for sex. Simple.
geosuicide
I once dialed a phone number. This number was 867-5309. I asked for Jenny. She wasn’t there. It was entertaining because of the song from the 80’s. I love the 80’s. Reagan was so boss.
JCasp
I sigh, I didn’t want it to
Come to this but I have
no choice because I’m sick
of waiting around for you.
I pick up the phone and push
the buttons, dialing the number
I know so well. As it rings,
I wonder why I’m even doing this.
You answer in your deep,
Masculine voice, “Hello?”
Embarrassingly enough,
I cannot answer because I’ve
fainted.
tabitha.
this word makes me think of soap that is soap me and my family use
dial a number and see what you get
i don’t think i’ll ever forget
the way the digits go beep
actually i don’t like the word beep
seems kind of mediocre
we’re still talking about dial right?
it’s a deodorant.
not that i use it or anything
that’d be embarrassing.
dial my number
and see what you get.
Friends never seem to stay in contact even tho its just so easy to pick up the phone and dial a number – one number that’ll contact one of the peeople you’re closest to in the whole wide world.
I dont remember the last time I actually dialed a phone number on my cell phone, usually I search for the number and click send, who dial.
i wish i could call him. i want to call him. we have so much to talk about. so much i want to say….that i love him. he’s my best friend. i can’t live without him. i don’t want him to move. but i can’t. and it hurts. i just want to unload every feeling i have on him…and i can’t. and that’s the worst feeling ever.
He started to dial the number. Silence. He didn’t know what to think, but his primal instincts kicked in and did the thinking for him. Fear. Anger. Hurt. She’s cutting him off, slowly.
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I dialed the phone, waiting quietly for the ring signaling the phone was on. The call that would change my life. Any information might mean death. It might mean that I kept everything I had. It started to ring.
Dial the phone and hear the other side; it might be your imagination. Hang up and try again. Do they answer? Is it you on the other end? Do you have the answers? Yes, they are there, in that phone, on the other end, listening and begging you to understand. You are not the dial tone. You are the voice on the other end of the phone with the answers. Give them to yourself and feel free.
Dial. If I had her number, i’d call her. Maybe. Proabably not. If it were easy to make the words come out, I would. But they get stuck. She makes me want to be better. I could tell her. Maybe tomorrow.
omg what am i suppsoe to write aobut uits wone fucking word omg omg omg omg what to write WHAT!!!!! i hate you one work i love lice cream and pizza and funny i am damm sexy and amazing ahahah truth soo now what dop i write aobut
Remembering back when the phones had dials and I was forced to call neighbors I left myself wondering just how the thing spun and the other phone knew. Years later learning about click and bang versions of phone banks I explained it at a bar and someone made a comment it was like hooking up.
Looking blank they said you click and then bang.
i dialed a number today and it turned out to be my ex girlfriend. random but we ended up talking for two hours and are actually back together now. what an amzing day to be alive and have a random call.
pick up the phone and call. its not that hard. i dont get why that simple act has lost its meaning among facebooking, chatting, im-ing, and texting. the sound of a persons voice beats an lol or haha any day.
Dial the phone… Dial soap!!!!
In my finger went. Always the pointer one, into the same overly pulled hole to dial the needed number. Why was my life so worthless and shallow? Not in the sense you probably assume I’m referring to, but really, who comes from college being a telemarketer and accepting the way every different hang up takes an actual toll on our esteem and feelings.
I dialed the phone quickly, I could hear my heart pounding in the back of my skull. “Bah boom bah boom.” He was coming, quickly, I had so little time but my fingers were so slippery and slid off the rubber buttons.
i dial randomly to try and reach someone who can tell me what happened. someone who can explain things in such a profoundly final way that i can just walk on and forget this all
Make it perfect. Figure it out. Tweak it. Turn that dial way past the red line, where does it go? Turn it back down, see what happens when there is nothing. Then get it just perfect! Dial it in!
I dial phone numbers everyday. Not a lot though because I don’t talk to a lot of people. I don’t have many friends. But that’s okay because I would rather have a couple good friends than a bunch of phony friends.
fuck you finger
the ultimate betrayal
when your digits turn against your better judgment
so sorry for last night
so sorry you didn’t answer
never answer
i’m done this time
yes i am
never again will i long for that response
that never comes.
no.
I don’t remember the number, just the movements. I sigh and my hands guide me. This isn’t as hard as it should be.
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pick it up.
all you have to do is pick it up.
press slowly,
breath heavily,
dial.
Remember when telephones had those rotary dials? When you actually had to rotate a plastic disk on a spring with your finger? And you cursed your friend who had a lot of 8s, 9s and 0s in their number because it took forever to dial them?
I dial the phone everyday, not necessarally to call someone, but to text, I also used dial soap when I was a child, at least I think I did, who knows, that was when it was my parents responsibility to provide me with soap, now I am an adult, well kind of, and I have buy my own soap, and figure out my own life. I am no longer a child.
the dial on the remote control was not working at all. I became very frustrated a I tried to press firmly on it.dddddddddddddddddddddd
the dial on the remote control was not working at all. I became very frustrated a I tried to press firmly on it.dddddddddddddddddddddd
Makes me think of a telephone. Either that or soap. Which is interesting because that make me think of getting clean. So, I can use Dial Soap and afterwards dial a girl I know and hope have sex. So, dial is just a euphemism for sex. Simple.
I once dialed a phone number. This number was 867-5309. I asked for Jenny. She wasn’t there. It was entertaining because of the song from the 80’s. I love the 80’s. Reagan was so boss.
I sigh, I didn’t want it to
Come to this but I have
no choice because I’m sick
of waiting around for you.
I pick up the phone and push
the buttons, dialing the number
I know so well. As it rings,
I wonder why I’m even doing this.
You answer in your deep,
Masculine voice, “Hello?”
Embarrassingly enough,
I cannot answer because I’ve
fainted.
this word makes me think of soap that is soap me and my family use