oh, dropped you like sixth grade math. or whatever cliche one might want to invoke for violence and stupidity. but what can you do when aesthetics are at the heart of every magazine cover, screen and well the rest… we’ve forgotten the rest.
She dropped me. Like a bucket of water falling, my emotions spilled everywhere. There were no words to describe the unfathomable misery I felt flow through me. It was over for the both of us.
Jikxie
Dropped is a lovely word. You may notice that the “p”s are upside down “d”s. There are two “p”s and two “d”s. Ever think about that? Ha. I don’t think so! I really do love to drop things. Don’t you? I think the whole world would be much happier if they took the time to drop something everyday.
Did I drop the ball? I thought I posted on this? I must of slipped on the spilt peanut butter and hit my head. Where am I again?
Sonia M.
i dropped the ball. i forgot what i was supposed to do and i cause the whole day to be ruined. he dropped the plate on the floor when i dropped the ball. she dropped out of sight when i dropped the ball. dropping the ball is disastrous!
I dropped the remote to my tv and now Im stuck watching wrestling. I am way to tired to change the channel and for some reason I have become mesmarized by the crazy death match of two costumed crazies on my television screen.
Erin
ive been dropped by my boyfriend so hard… he doesn’t want me anymore… he still loves me but i know it will fade away and we will move on but i dont want to because i miss him so much right now. we have so many memories… a whole two years of history. my love my everything my world he is.. and he just doesn’t want me… hes on to new girls… none of them betterthan me though when he probably doesnt see it that way
chanel mehyo
Dropped into the ocean
Dropped into the sea
Dropped on the curb side
Dropped right next to me
Dropped by the scholarship
Dropped by the school
Dropped by everything
Dropped, feeling uncool.
Sarah Kate
I dropped everything you and I had. I gave up. I didn’t know what you wanted. For that I am forever sorry..
i dropped off the face of the world and died then they dropped my body off the table and got beat up some more
cody
One time I heard that everything you drop bounces. My brother and I heard this when we were younger and we went around the house dropping everything and everything bounced! But when we came to drop things like paper and napkins we couldn’t figure out if they bounced or not.. they don’t.
Emily
She dropped her baby.
I didn’t see it, but I heard it.
I also heard
that you liek mudkips.
And then, everything exploded.
My heart dropped when I heard the news. He was having a baby with her. I had hoped to win his love but it was now too late. All of the dreams that I had dreamed. My whole life, as I planned it, was gone. There was nothing left.
But then, I realized something. If he didn’t love me enough to only be mine, then I didn’t want to make him a captive.
J
‘drop’ is ‘laisser tomber’ in french, meaning ‘ to let fall’… to have released something, or someone, a thought or concept or item.
Emily
I dropped the jar of peanut butter on aisle sever. It was glass ( I didn’t think they did that anymore…put peanut butter in glass jars) and it shattered everywhere. No one even looked in my direction. Didn’t they hear it?
Sonia M.
Something that happens to people with butterfingers and careless attitudes. I guess its ok to drop the milk, or a candy bar. Dropping a baby, however, is bad enough to get you killed by someone. Maybe people should just wear gloves constantly in order to avoid dropping anything. I think it’s be better that way.
Anthony
“…dropped the ball like a balloon out of a fiasco.” If ever there was a time to make sense it was now. But Patrick refused sense. He chose to ramble on and on about the time he entered the bathroom with nothing but a hope and a dream, as he yelled, “Well, it’s now or never!” Meanwhile, as he stumbled on his story, I just sat by wondering what in the hell I would tell Ma. He wasn’t quite the best person to turn to in these sort of situations.
Leonela Guzman
sensors input calculating data.the temperature has dropped to 5.03 degrees celsius.wind velocity 7.25 kph wnw .barometric pres…click click..’it was ‘realizing that ‘it’ (how can a machine sense a ghost?) was now ….somehow aware of another..someone(?)…’it’…no…’i’…must aid this human female(confusion) in front of …not ‘i’ ,but ‘me’…
The ball dropped from the sky as if some unknown deity was losing their dexterity while juggling. As it fell a faint whistle sounded through the air and reached my ears with a touch of sorrow. I saw it hit the ground, and bounce a few feet before falling into the gutter and disappearing forever.
Shiloh Mae Kauk
I can’t believe I dropped it. My Luck, my Love, my Life. Problem is, now I can’t figure out how to bend down and pick it up again. It’s like, I dropped it, then it shattered into a million little pieces, and I can’t fit them all together.
I dropped the shovel because the light was so blinding. The knocking had suddenly stopped replaced by an eerie silence backed by the soft murmur of the furnace. I thought that all of my problems would soon be solved, and somehow that was not a comforting thought. And then the penny dropped.
one time i dropped a fork on my foot and it fucking hurt. it left a mark on my foot for like 2 weeks it started bleeding O_o i had like 4 scabs just on my foot and they got all itchy and hurt. it sucked, and everyone could tell. people would ask me”haha did you drop a fork on your foot?” … yes, i dropped a fucking fork on my foot.
lexy
It went down, and down some more, and there was not a soul in hell who knew where it would end. It would not survive the practically infinite forces of crashing.
Stefan King
I drop stuff a l;ot and I break things and people get mad ast me but its okay because everyone makes mistakes and breaking stuff isnt that bad anyway even if it costs a lot because money isnt everything. otherwise i drop stuff like classes and babies which isnt cool because the first is giving up and the second causes mental retardation.
mac
i dropped the ball in the water and it got me wet and it was cold and i had to walk to the bus station and i got pneumonia and died. and my parents were sad because they spent a ton on money on tuition.
gaby
I dropped a bucket of water on his head. It poured down the top, dampening his shirt, covering every part of his body. The water running down the side of his pace, the contours of his cheeks, droplets hanging on the edge of his lashes…
hridi chowdhury
dropped, can be a good thing or a bad thing. i dropped that horrible relationship….now im free at last. or i dropped my expensive new phone…now its broken. dropped could be a fresh new start or a worst nightmare.
Catherine Schmitt
Draco dropped Harry on the bed and stared down into his green eyes. He steeled himself to focus and forced himself not to let his eyes drift across his full lips and bare chest. He stared straight into this brilliant green eyes, contemplating whether or not this was the better option.
I am alway dropping things. It’s pretty annoying when I drop my mp3 player because then it rips the headphones out of my ears, which is always a jarring experience.
Anna
something that is at the bottom. gone away, but maybe soon is gonna be found. the thing below.
Eltaj Jagger
i dropped my phone yesterday in class and freaked out because i was afraid my professor would know i had my phone in my lap. but the kid in front of me kindly picked it up and gave it to me with a smile. i said thank you and continued taking notes. it was really scary but no big deal.
Harper
I dropped an egg, and it cracked. It didn’t shatter, or fall apart. It simply cracked, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot fix it.
Percy
I was dropped. Afraid of never being found. Afraid of getting lost in a jungle full of nothing but the wind in complete darkness. Dropped out of faith, my family, my friends, and dearest lover. Dropped out of a life that once felt meaningful, but as of now was my everything. Dropped from the world to a place I loathe with fear.
Melissa
It had been so long since he was here last. The boy with the hiccup-walk and shifty eyes jumped out of his Mother’s car who waved goodbye with an apathetic smile. He didn’t want to be here but he was putting on a brave face, like he sees them do in the movies as proof of their protagonist attributes. He knew he wasn’t anybody’s protagonist, hell, he wasn’t even his own, he thought, but it somehow made his Mother stronger if he faked having strength himself. He smiled genuinely, wishing he could fast forward his life; through high school, through puberty or at least beyond that black eye he shared with his Mom.
Corey
The glass fell from her hand, completely forgotten in shock. she’d expected her roomie back, but she hadn’t expected to see her sprawled accross the sofa with someone that wasn’t her boyfriend.
The object fell harshly and shook the world around it. From that moment on all people knew life had changed. The ball had dropped, literally.
Margo Crawford
dropped were my expectations when I failed to meet them myself.
dropped were the harsh words, so easily used to accost others
dropped were my standards when I dropped my manners
dropped in my own world of unmaking like a deflated ball
Katt
My brother dropped the vase. Of course I didn’t do it, mom! Cause why in the world would I be running through the house like a wild banshee? I am a bit old for that, now don’t you think?
She slowly drifted over to him, and with one sad look through her misty, swimming eyes, he realized she knew. The big blue spheres fixed upon him were not asking why. They were just whispering to him they knew. Everything was different now. Her lip trembled slightly, and the wine glass slid away from his fingers, meeting the ground in a million diamond fragments, glittering up from the puddle of dark red. She stood there, surrounded by the glass, her shattered spirit revealing itself in the form of sparkling fragments in her eyes.
oh, dropped you like sixth grade math. or whatever cliche one might want to invoke for violence and stupidity. but what can you do when aesthetics are at the heart of every magazine cover, screen and well the rest… we’ve forgotten the rest.
She dropped me. Like a bucket of water falling, my emotions spilled everywhere. There were no words to describe the unfathomable misery I felt flow through me. It was over for the both of us.
Dropped is a lovely word. You may notice that the “p”s are upside down “d”s. There are two “p”s and two “d”s. Ever think about that? Ha. I don’t think so! I really do love to drop things. Don’t you? I think the whole world would be much happier if they took the time to drop something everyday.
And the stars fell out of the sky…
Did I drop the ball? I thought I posted on this? I must of slipped on the spilt peanut butter and hit my head. Where am I again?
i dropped the ball. i forgot what i was supposed to do and i cause the whole day to be ruined. he dropped the plate on the floor when i dropped the ball. she dropped out of sight when i dropped the ball. dropping the ball is disastrous!
I dropped the remote to my tv and now Im stuck watching wrestling. I am way to tired to change the channel and for some reason I have become mesmarized by the crazy death match of two costumed crazies on my television screen.
ive been dropped by my boyfriend so hard… he doesn’t want me anymore… he still loves me but i know it will fade away and we will move on but i dont want to because i miss him so much right now. we have so many memories… a whole two years of history. my love my everything my world he is.. and he just doesn’t want me… hes on to new girls… none of them betterthan me though when he probably doesnt see it that way
Dropped into the ocean
Dropped into the sea
Dropped on the curb side
Dropped right next to me
Dropped by the scholarship
Dropped by the school
Dropped by everything
Dropped, feeling uncool.
I dropped everything you and I had. I gave up. I didn’t know what you wanted. For that I am forever sorry..
i dropped off the face of the world and died then they dropped my body off the table and got beat up some more
One time I heard that everything you drop bounces. My brother and I heard this when we were younger and we went around the house dropping everything and everything bounced! But when we came to drop things like paper and napkins we couldn’t figure out if they bounced or not.. they don’t.
She dropped her baby.
I didn’t see it, but I heard it.
I also heard
that you liek mudkips.
And then, everything exploded.
My heart dropped when I heard the news. He was having a baby with her. I had hoped to win his love but it was now too late. All of the dreams that I had dreamed. My whole life, as I planned it, was gone. There was nothing left.
But then, I realized something. If he didn’t love me enough to only be mine, then I didn’t want to make him a captive.
‘drop’ is ‘laisser tomber’ in french, meaning ‘ to let fall’… to have released something, or someone, a thought or concept or item.
I dropped the jar of peanut butter on aisle sever. It was glass ( I didn’t think they did that anymore…put peanut butter in glass jars) and it shattered everywhere. No one even looked in my direction. Didn’t they hear it?
Something that happens to people with butterfingers and careless attitudes. I guess its ok to drop the milk, or a candy bar. Dropping a baby, however, is bad enough to get you killed by someone. Maybe people should just wear gloves constantly in order to avoid dropping anything. I think it’s be better that way.
“…dropped the ball like a balloon out of a fiasco.” If ever there was a time to make sense it was now. But Patrick refused sense. He chose to ramble on and on about the time he entered the bathroom with nothing but a hope and a dream, as he yelled, “Well, it’s now or never!” Meanwhile, as he stumbled on his story, I just sat by wondering what in the hell I would tell Ma. He wasn’t quite the best person to turn to in these sort of situations.
sensors input calculating data.the temperature has dropped to 5.03 degrees celsius.wind velocity 7.25 kph wnw .barometric pres…click click..’it was ‘realizing that ‘it’ (how can a machine sense a ghost?) was now ….somehow aware of another..someone(?)…’it’…no…’i’…must aid this human female(confusion) in front of …not ‘i’ ,but ‘me’…
The ball dropped from the sky as if some unknown deity was losing their dexterity while juggling. As it fell a faint whistle sounded through the air and reached my ears with a touch of sorrow. I saw it hit the ground, and bounce a few feet before falling into the gutter and disappearing forever.
I can’t believe I dropped it. My Luck, my Love, my Life. Problem is, now I can’t figure out how to bend down and pick it up again. It’s like, I dropped it, then it shattered into a million little pieces, and I can’t fit them all together.
I dropped the shovel because the light was so blinding. The knocking had suddenly stopped replaced by an eerie silence backed by the soft murmur of the furnace. I thought that all of my problems would soon be solved, and somehow that was not a comforting thought. And then the penny dropped.
one time i dropped a fork on my foot and it fucking hurt. it left a mark on my foot for like 2 weeks it started bleeding O_o i had like 4 scabs just on my foot and they got all itchy and hurt. it sucked, and everyone could tell. people would ask me”haha did you drop a fork on your foot?” … yes, i dropped a fucking fork on my foot.
It went down, and down some more, and there was not a soul in hell who knew where it would end. It would not survive the practically infinite forces of crashing.
I drop stuff a l;ot and I break things and people get mad ast me but its okay because everyone makes mistakes and breaking stuff isnt that bad anyway even if it costs a lot because money isnt everything. otherwise i drop stuff like classes and babies which isnt cool because the first is giving up and the second causes mental retardation.
i dropped the ball in the water and it got me wet and it was cold and i had to walk to the bus station and i got pneumonia and died. and my parents were sad because they spent a ton on money on tuition.
I dropped a bucket of water on his head. It poured down the top, dampening his shirt, covering every part of his body. The water running down the side of his pace, the contours of his cheeks, droplets hanging on the edge of his lashes…
dropped, can be a good thing or a bad thing. i dropped that horrible relationship….now im free at last. or i dropped my expensive new phone…now its broken. dropped could be a fresh new start or a worst nightmare.
Draco dropped Harry on the bed and stared down into his green eyes. He steeled himself to focus and forced himself not to let his eyes drift across his full lips and bare chest. He stared straight into this brilliant green eyes, contemplating whether or not this was the better option.
I am alway dropping things. It’s pretty annoying when I drop my mp3 player because then it rips the headphones out of my ears, which is always a jarring experience.
something that is at the bottom. gone away, but maybe soon is gonna be found. the thing below.
i dropped my phone yesterday in class and freaked out because i was afraid my professor would know i had my phone in my lap. but the kid in front of me kindly picked it up and gave it to me with a smile. i said thank you and continued taking notes. it was really scary but no big deal.
I dropped an egg, and it cracked. It didn’t shatter, or fall apart. It simply cracked, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot fix it.
I was dropped. Afraid of never being found. Afraid of getting lost in a jungle full of nothing but the wind in complete darkness. Dropped out of faith, my family, my friends, and dearest lover. Dropped out of a life that once felt meaningful, but as of now was my everything. Dropped from the world to a place I loathe with fear.
It had been so long since he was here last. The boy with the hiccup-walk and shifty eyes jumped out of his Mother’s car who waved goodbye with an apathetic smile. He didn’t want to be here but he was putting on a brave face, like he sees them do in the movies as proof of their protagonist attributes. He knew he wasn’t anybody’s protagonist, hell, he wasn’t even his own, he thought, but it somehow made his Mother stronger if he faked having strength himself. He smiled genuinely, wishing he could fast forward his life; through high school, through puberty or at least beyond that black eye he shared with his Mom.
The glass fell from her hand, completely forgotten in shock. she’d expected her roomie back, but she hadn’t expected to see her sprawled accross the sofa with someone that wasn’t her boyfriend.
The object fell harshly and shook the world around it. From that moment on all people knew life had changed. The ball had dropped, literally.
dropped were my expectations when I failed to meet them myself.
dropped were the harsh words, so easily used to accost others
dropped were my standards when I dropped my manners
dropped in my own world of unmaking like a deflated ball
My brother dropped the vase. Of course I didn’t do it, mom! Cause why in the world would I be running through the house like a wild banshee? I am a bit old for that, now don’t you think?
She slowly drifted over to him, and with one sad look through her misty, swimming eyes, he realized she knew. The big blue spheres fixed upon him were not asking why. They were just whispering to him they knew. Everything was different now. Her lip trembled slightly, and the wine glass slid away from his fingers, meeting the ground in a million diamond fragments, glittering up from the puddle of dark red. She stood there, surrounded by the glass, her shattered spirit revealing itself in the form of sparkling fragments in her eyes.