I drop a lot. Whether I’m tripping or whatever, I do it a lot. Being clumsy is never a good thing, especially when it involves tripping and dropping onto the hard ground. So many bruises and scrapes. But surprisingly enough, I’ve never once broken a bone!
Ashli
drop a bomb.
be free
feel the rush
know you are alive
cockfag
Drop, like petals
on a distant shore,
washed away atop
waves of watered-down
rapport.
Giving in to gravity’s
oppression,
ending upward progression,
drop unto me
like a cloud in a storm.
Rick Veloz
listen, you can have a drop on your face, but you can clean it.. and enjoy your life and laugh!
We can live a funny life with “dropdays”
maju
“I can’t do this,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.” My heart dropped in my chest. My face burned and I tasted the salt of a tear on the corned of my mouth.
N
whatever you are holding onto be it an old love or a boiled egg if only to see it fall away like wet cake.
Will Schneider
I fall and I don’t look back. This endless drop will only end when i die of thirst. It’s not an issue of who will rise, but only who will come back. I sink, I fall, I feel. Never will I wake up, never will i sleep.
Travis
Drop your pants. Drop of a hat. Eye drops. Raindrops. Droppings. Drip drop you don’t stop biggity bang bang boogie. Droppin’ a line. Drop the subject.
M
drop the ball. drop acid not bombs. drop the charade, just drop it! drop that donut right now, do you want to be fat?! drop the attitude. don’t drop out of high school.
Shelby
Drop everything you are doing and write your heart out right now. Write what you are feeling, what you are thinking, no censors, just write. Feels good doesn’t it? You want to do more, your censor wants to start censoring but don’t let it. This is for you, to free the words locked inside, to let them come to the surface. Your voice wants out.
Kelly
i dropped a vase
i burst into flames
charlotte
I drop it
They drop it
It falls
I fall
It wasnt my fault
It just happened
Kayla Kuhlman
I wish I could drop of the face of the earth. My favorite soup is egg drop. My mother made it for me before I stopped being a good daughter and she stopped being benevolent. I wish I were good again. I wish I were in another place. Please, please, please let things change.
charlotte
I dropped the eggs out of the grocery sack. Ugh! What a mess. Why are eggs so hard to clean up? Slimy and messsy….
I drop things all of the time… I think I dropped my mind off at the dry cleaners this morning…and it wiped the slate clean…I can’t remember a thing.
Guess there is always tomorrow…
Amanda
stop
drop
and roll
Katamari
I drop in a great beautiful blank paper, painting all the surface, colouring the world…
Love Noodle
I have tried to stop thinking about
one thing.
it’s a swim in a lake but warmer and gentler and waves don’t thrash and I don’t have to hold my breath.
so every longer minute or length of time, I catch myself, I stop myself, and
I think of you in drops.
sara
Teardrops fall like snowflakes, like rain.
They’re the storm clouds of my heart,
the rivers of my cheeks
That flow from my eyes when my heart
screams ‘I need peace’.
Scarlet
Dropping things is an awful experience. I hate it when people accidentally drop all their books in the middle of the hallway.’
There are expressions, such as “dropping like flies”, which aren’t positive either. Overall, dropping is usually a bad thing.
Maggie
Maria dropped the phone and hit the door running. She didnt know where she was running to, but she definately knew what she was running from. Running from the truth. The ugly, violent, and bloody truth had reared its head and striked her in the face, and now she was running.
Anna Hill
from the top of the highest mountain
I proclaimed my undying love for you
in one night it crumbled to the ground
Josh Miller
He dropped the ball. Destroyed what he had been working for. Interesting as it was, he realized he really had no ambition for this goal. Funny how, his whole life, he had been in pursuit of this idealized, intangible “thing.” If only things could be seen in retrospect.
Corbin
I would like a drop of something. Not ‘the hard stuff’. Just a drop of something nice. Like sunshine. Or lemonade made with real lemons. Or a drop of good luck.
Alan
The fact that we can no longer offer the same kind of service to our constituents as we used to is really a poor display of how our democracy has moved away from what our Founders intended it to be. For a constituent to meet his/her representative that person has to either drop in to that representative’s office or have them drop in at their home while they’re precinct walking and looking for votes.
Saulo
He dropped the subject immediately as he saw the way she nervously glanced downwards. Clearly, he had plucked the wrong string… She must have had some trauma in her past, a few skeletons in her closet. He looked up.
“Nice weather we’re having.”
vish
love and so much strange and diffrent stuff. the more i travel the more big does the world seem but small as well, people are the same really and not. happines war and colors
sally
like a raindrop on the roof, my heart just sinks when I hear all of this,
like another drip upon the floor, the sink only lasts so long before all the water’s gone.
the water drips in the sewer, you can hear it.
the water drip drops.
aww, the sky is crying, little Pon said.
aww, I feel the wind moving, little Pon said.
but that’s not all.
because when the sky cries, I cry with it.
Samie
Drop. Drop to your knees. Drop the gun. Drop the ball. Drop down through the layers of sediment your life as piled up like skeins in a weaver’s world. Drop your guard and watch them skitter away with all of your possessions, lik
Bill Kirby
drop the charges!!! not a fucking crime.
so will you, sicko? im about to drop all my nstability and gonna fkuk yr ass
popoto
A ball drops as an experiment on gravity. As the girl hears him say her name, she turns around and accidentally drops her books. The room was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.
Elizabeth
drop in. I’d love to visit with you. My wife enjoys buying tickets to concerts and inviting people other than myself. So it’s a pleasure to have someone here to talk with, to visit with, to see the world with. Over coffee? Love to. So drop in. My wife won’t be home.
Andy Puritz
a crystal drop. i took it from my brother whom i no longer talk to. i pray sometimes at night that there wasn’t tension between us. it’s all my fault. i’m weak and i hold a grudge too well for my own good.
Taz
the wet lines
drawn down by gravity
leaving their trails
on my flushed cheeks
the red dots
fall on the paper
as i bit my lip so hard
it bleeds
so many types of drops
so many types of pain.
inigo montoya
As I drop off the last book on my route, my knees are already screaming at me to get back to my car and drive home. I look at my list, there are still ten more streets I have to do, and at least 100 more books to deliver.
whitney
smash
goes the glass vase
as it hits the floor
didn’t even feel it
slip out of my fingers
didn’t even see it
as it fell
water everywhere
all over my shoes
and the husks of
dead flowers
on my feet
inglebert humperdink
there’s many people in the city i live in that drop.
this may not be the kind of dropping you’re familiar with, but this kind of dropping involves a little pill known as ecstasy. this drug ecstasy is probably the most ridiculous thing i’ve ever heard of too, and the people in my city are heavily influenced by it and make their whole world all about dropping. dropping is lame
joe
Drop like a rock. Hit the ground hard.
Remember where you are, what your name is.
And then the tears begin as the pain starts ripping through your body.
Kurekitsune
Drop me off,
I’ll walk.
I need to get away from here
Away from working mindless machines.
Drop your things,
come on, let’s go.
We’ll catch a bus
or a plane
We’ll travel til we drop.
adrienne
Falling, ever so slowly it seemed. The ground grew closer. Sharp icicles hung from the passing windows leaving no time to hesitate as the cold ground slammed into my body shuddering stopping all life that existed in it. That was the day I died.
Sarah S.
The drop of water slowly fell off the ceiling of the cavern. The echo reverberated, bouncing back to the rear of the cave, where a million brown bats slept away the day. Where it landed, a stalagmite was forming, reaching up towards the roof, where it would meet it’s true love in a hundred thousand years.
I drop a lot. Whether I’m tripping or whatever, I do it a lot. Being clumsy is never a good thing, especially when it involves tripping and dropping onto the hard ground. So many bruises and scrapes. But surprisingly enough, I’ve never once broken a bone!
drop a bomb.
be free
feel the rush
know you are alive
Drop, like petals
on a distant shore,
washed away atop
waves of watered-down
rapport.
Giving in to gravity’s
oppression,
ending upward progression,
drop unto me
like a cloud in a storm.
listen, you can have a drop on your face, but you can clean it.. and enjoy your life and laugh!
We can live a funny life with “dropdays”
“I can’t do this,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.” My heart dropped in my chest. My face burned and I tasted the salt of a tear on the corned of my mouth.
whatever you are holding onto be it an old love or a boiled egg if only to see it fall away like wet cake.
I fall and I don’t look back. This endless drop will only end when i die of thirst. It’s not an issue of who will rise, but only who will come back. I sink, I fall, I feel. Never will I wake up, never will i sleep.
Drop your pants. Drop of a hat. Eye drops. Raindrops. Droppings. Drip drop you don’t stop biggity bang bang boogie. Droppin’ a line. Drop the subject.
drop the ball. drop acid not bombs. drop the charade, just drop it! drop that donut right now, do you want to be fat?! drop the attitude. don’t drop out of high school.
Drop everything you are doing and write your heart out right now. Write what you are feeling, what you are thinking, no censors, just write. Feels good doesn’t it? You want to do more, your censor wants to start censoring but don’t let it. This is for you, to free the words locked inside, to let them come to the surface. Your voice wants out.
i dropped a vase
i burst into flames
I drop it
They drop it
It falls
I fall
It wasnt my fault
It just happened
I wish I could drop of the face of the earth. My favorite soup is egg drop. My mother made it for me before I stopped being a good daughter and she stopped being benevolent. I wish I were good again. I wish I were in another place. Please, please, please let things change.
I dropped the eggs out of the grocery sack. Ugh! What a mess. Why are eggs so hard to clean up? Slimy and messsy….
I drop things all of the time… I think I dropped my mind off at the dry cleaners this morning…and it wiped the slate clean…I can’t remember a thing.
Guess there is always tomorrow…
stop
drop
and roll
I drop in a great beautiful blank paper, painting all the surface, colouring the world…
I have tried to stop thinking about
one thing.
it’s a swim in a lake but warmer and gentler and waves don’t thrash and I don’t have to hold my breath.
so every longer minute or length of time, I catch myself, I stop myself, and
I think of you in drops.
Teardrops fall like snowflakes, like rain.
They’re the storm clouds of my heart,
the rivers of my cheeks
That flow from my eyes when my heart
screams ‘I need peace’.
Dropping things is an awful experience. I hate it when people accidentally drop all their books in the middle of the hallway.’
There are expressions, such as “dropping like flies”, which aren’t positive either. Overall, dropping is usually a bad thing.
Maria dropped the phone and hit the door running. She didnt know where she was running to, but she definately knew what she was running from. Running from the truth. The ugly, violent, and bloody truth had reared its head and striked her in the face, and now she was running.
from the top of the highest mountain
I proclaimed my undying love for you
in one night it crumbled to the ground
He dropped the ball. Destroyed what he had been working for. Interesting as it was, he realized he really had no ambition for this goal. Funny how, his whole life, he had been in pursuit of this idealized, intangible “thing.” If only things could be seen in retrospect.
I would like a drop of something. Not ‘the hard stuff’. Just a drop of something nice. Like sunshine. Or lemonade made with real lemons. Or a drop of good luck.
The fact that we can no longer offer the same kind of service to our constituents as we used to is really a poor display of how our democracy has moved away from what our Founders intended it to be. For a constituent to meet his/her representative that person has to either drop in to that representative’s office or have them drop in at their home while they’re precinct walking and looking for votes.
He dropped the subject immediately as he saw the way she nervously glanced downwards. Clearly, he had plucked the wrong string… She must have had some trauma in her past, a few skeletons in her closet. He looked up.
“Nice weather we’re having.”
love and so much strange and diffrent stuff. the more i travel the more big does the world seem but small as well, people are the same really and not. happines war and colors
like a raindrop on the roof, my heart just sinks when I hear all of this,
like another drip upon the floor, the sink only lasts so long before all the water’s gone.
the water drips in the sewer, you can hear it.
the water drip drops.
aww, the sky is crying, little Pon said.
aww, I feel the wind moving, little Pon said.
but that’s not all.
because when the sky cries, I cry with it.
Drop. Drop to your knees. Drop the gun. Drop the ball. Drop down through the layers of sediment your life as piled up like skeins in a weaver’s world. Drop your guard and watch them skitter away with all of your possessions, lik
drop the charges!!! not a fucking crime.
so will you, sicko? im about to drop all my nstability and gonna fkuk yr ass
A ball drops as an experiment on gravity. As the girl hears him say her name, she turns around and accidentally drops her books. The room was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.
drop in. I’d love to visit with you. My wife enjoys buying tickets to concerts and inviting people other than myself. So it’s a pleasure to have someone here to talk with, to visit with, to see the world with. Over coffee? Love to. So drop in. My wife won’t be home.
a crystal drop. i took it from my brother whom i no longer talk to. i pray sometimes at night that there wasn’t tension between us. it’s all my fault. i’m weak and i hold a grudge too well for my own good.
the wet lines
drawn down by gravity
leaving their trails
on my flushed cheeks
the red dots
fall on the paper
as i bit my lip so hard
it bleeds
so many types of drops
so many types of pain.
As I drop off the last book on my route, my knees are already screaming at me to get back to my car and drive home. I look at my list, there are still ten more streets I have to do, and at least 100 more books to deliver.
smash
goes the glass vase
as it hits the floor
didn’t even feel it
slip out of my fingers
didn’t even see it
as it fell
water everywhere
all over my shoes
and the husks of
dead flowers
on my feet
there’s many people in the city i live in that drop.
this may not be the kind of dropping you’re familiar with, but this kind of dropping involves a little pill known as ecstasy. this drug ecstasy is probably the most ridiculous thing i’ve ever heard of too, and the people in my city are heavily influenced by it and make their whole world all about dropping. dropping is lame
Drop like a rock. Hit the ground hard.
Remember where you are, what your name is.
And then the tears begin as the pain starts ripping through your body.
Drop me off,
I’ll walk.
I need to get away from here
Away from working mindless machines.
Drop your things,
come on, let’s go.
We’ll catch a bus
or a plane
We’ll travel til we drop.
Falling, ever so slowly it seemed. The ground grew closer. Sharp icicles hung from the passing windows leaving no time to hesitate as the cold ground slammed into my body shuddering stopping all life that existed in it. That was the day I died.
The drop of water slowly fell off the ceiling of the cavern. The echo reverberated, bouncing back to the rear of the cave, where a million brown bats slept away the day. Where it landed, a stalagmite was forming, reaching up towards the roof, where it would meet it’s true love in a hundred thousand years.