I think my life is dull. I don’t think I know anything else though. Dull means safe, and safe is where I’d like to be. But not anymore. Safe doesn’t really mean much to me, as it stands. Safe doesn’t mean free from hurt, pain. I need, no, I crave excitement. If I’m going to get bumped, bruised, hurt, downtrodden, I want to do it having the fucking time of my life. Not being dull in an attempt to be safe.
Nicol
boring. colorless. unfortunate. not sharp. unintelligent. not my life. not interesting. not fascinating.
Savannah
dull. her entire being enveloped this word. though her pounds of makeup and lack of appropriate clothing would tell you another thing, no one saw past her bras who were running the habit of conveniently making a lovely appearance no matter what she wore that week. she lacked intellect or knowledge on anything but Disney’s recreations of history and how to whine at her daddy for more money to buy 46 dollar shorts that were maybe five inches long down the thigh.
dull.
yet a perfect porcelain face complimenting her thin figure and small feet.
This screen is dull. Dull is made-up of four letters, one being a vowel. My hair is dull. Backwards it spells llud. Which guess isn’t a word. If you exchange the letter u for an I you spell dill, like a dill pickle,
Priscilla
If you are dull, you are exceedingly boring to listen to and I regrettably will have to excuse myself from our conversation. That will be all, if you are dull.
Emily
All work and no play makes Jack…
Keir Dullea
Dulles International Airport
Null
The dull bull pulled the hull full of seagulls.
a lifeless conversation
a white room
a tasteless meal
a brideless groom
a scentless flower
a mediocre song
a minuteless hour
a right without a wrong
Chelsey Nuu
people can be dull when they try to talk about sports to people who aren’t interested. Try to shorten your announcements, their dull, hardly anyone cares about what happened in the soccer game or how we are reaching out internationally with field hockey.
Madelle
My brain is getting more dull as I age. Duller? For all the days and hours I spend in front of this monitor, I never learn anything. I miss the days of paper and pens. The days of books and coffeeshops. Sharpness.
Ashley Mills
Her hair was dull, her clothes were dull, her face was dull. Everything about her was just that: dull. And yet, he loved her more than anything. Why does he love her? She is not exciting and does nothing crazy. Why can someone who lives life to the fullest love someone who is so boring, a plain jane, so DULL?
Katherine Iversen
The world is dull when people don’t appreciate differences in our society. People are different for a reason and we should all appreciate the lives of others.
Jerrell Cameron
My day.
Couldn’t get any more dull.
The sun was shining, the wind was blowing, but the corners of my lips were turned down at the sides. Pulled down in fact. No matter what I did, a smile wouldn’t appear.
Ali
dull is bland. it lacks creativity, innovation, brilliance. Dull is what the world can be. Dull is what the world should not be. Dull describes the food my grandmother makes. It also describes the way life sometimes feels. Dull should be eradicated from the dictionary. No one should feel dull.
Katie
She was pretty and dull. Dull in the way that she sat like a plant in a pot, stretching towards the sun, waiting for the sky to wet it. Dull in how she waited and waited some more. BUt she was smart in how she knew how to get things to come to her
Amanda Angelone
Oh, how many ways is it? Colourlessly? Uninspiringly? Terrifiyingly? Stiflingly? Moronically? Unendingly. Consumingly? Spiritually? Physically? Emotionally? Psychologically? Yes, it’s dull, dull, dull, dull… so very fucking dull.
It was a dull day that sunny afternoon in August. My mother was just setting up a card table with lemonade and cupcakes for her friends. As much as I disliked the company she kept, on this day I was anxious for their arrival. It had only been two days since my brother had left for summer camp, so the house was feeling especially empty.
Matthew Patrick
my eyes
lost shape
as this sadness
dragged them
to the place it
was born
Maybe it’s a nice word. Maybe dull people are happy in the end. They don’t try to stand out with obnoxious tastes and fashions and words. They are happy in their place, where ever it may be. They’re not trying to prove anything to anyone.
Because they’ve already proved it to themselves
Maddi T.
Anything but dull. Incredibly alive. Bursting with hope and readiness, but terrified that life won’t be granted. But willing to wait for my Lord to do what he will, and let that be enough.
Little Shark
The ceiling was dull the lighting was dull. everything was dull. she seemed to be unable to find the slightest glimmer of positivity underneath all of the negative things that were happening in her life.
I can’t stand dull people. My definition of dull is monotony. People who do the same thing over and over and over again. People who do things because that’s how its always done. I wish people would actually take the time to think for themselves instead of acting like robots and doing what everyone else is doing… that’s dull.
Her pencil was dull… just like her boyfriend’s personality. She couldn’t figure out how to start the break up letter, she just knew that she had to do it. He was never excited, never did anything to surprise her. They had gotten into the land of no return – the place where couples go to fall apart.
The masses of men lead quiet lives of desperation. Dulllllllll. Story of the year. All dull, each one of us. In our own ways, in unique contexts, we are all dull.
The world was so dull to us then. We were nothing but statues in this god-forsaken world, and God as our witness, we would run from it.. and he knew us for us. And we assumed he respected us. But those were only assumptions, for we knew his love was blind. And the world was exuberant only then.
Sage
The dullness of life is almost unexistant to me. I feel like dull just shouldn’t be used to describe life, because you should always love what you’re doing and if it’s not what you love then change what you’re doing. it’s simple really.
Rachel
The dull boy stared with his eyes fixed upon the old grandfather clock in the corner. “Is something wrong?” I asked him. He replied, “No, nothing.” Then, after a slight pause, continued with, “It’s just… Well… My mother and father used to have a clock like that. Before they died, I mean. It was stationed right by the door, so we always knew if a visitor was on time.” He sighed. “It all seems a bit silly now, but back then, I used to stand by that clock and just watch the minutes pass. As if I had all the time in the world. But life can change all that, I guess.” At that moment, I just stood there with my mouth agape. His past was filled with so much sadness, but yet, here he was, still alive and well, but lonely as ever.
Maddie
The tip of the knife is dull compared to the sharp glint of his eyes. He brandishes his weapon like it’s an extension of himself. If it is, it’s an extra arm because all the weapons he needs is located inside his mouth. He tucks his tongue behind a canine tooth and smiles. Too bright. All teeth.
Boring not cool school and sometimes friends fumes with lull un fun not Harry potter but twilight txt books, science
Luna
it glowed, dully, on the laboratory floor. now, usually i would admit that dully glowing objects on laboratory floors are not entirely the safest objects to pick up with your bare hands, but that’s what i did. more fool me.
The sky over the little town was a dull grey, with a few streaks of dark. Rain began pouring for the heavens, and the towns people were led to believe that the rain would never cease.
Serena
boring. makes me feel sad, like im not living life to its fullest. it makes grey appear in my head. makes me sleepy. longing for something more………………
LE
“A masterpiece may be unwelcome, but it is never dull.”
something not interesting at all, boring, why even ask about it? a word for everything you are not interested in, everything that does not matter to you.
no colour, no smell, no taste… nothing.
O
dull blade. dull lecture. dull lecture makes me want to use a dull blade.
Jem Finch
“You are so Duuuullll and borrrriingggg.”
“No, YOU are dull and boring!”
“See how boring and dulllll you are? You even SAY it dullll annnddd booorrrrriinnnggg.”
“No I don’t!”
“Emphasize! DUULLL AND BOOORRRRINNNG IS YOUU.”
I’m having one of those moments again. Where my world seems boring and dull. Everything is moving too slow, but too fast. Everyone seems to want something from me, as if I wanna give anything to them in the first place. All I want to do is sit down, and hold him. All I wanna do is see Audie. Because he’s the only thing in my life right now that seems to keep my completely satisfied.
I think my life is dull. I don’t think I know anything else though. Dull means safe, and safe is where I’d like to be. But not anymore. Safe doesn’t really mean much to me, as it stands. Safe doesn’t mean free from hurt, pain. I need, no, I crave excitement. If I’m going to get bumped, bruised, hurt, downtrodden, I want to do it having the fucking time of my life. Not being dull in an attempt to be safe.
boring. colorless. unfortunate. not sharp. unintelligent. not my life. not interesting. not fascinating.
dull. her entire being enveloped this word. though her pounds of makeup and lack of appropriate clothing would tell you another thing, no one saw past her bras who were running the habit of conveniently making a lovely appearance no matter what she wore that week. she lacked intellect or knowledge on anything but Disney’s recreations of history and how to whine at her daddy for more money to buy 46 dollar shorts that were maybe five inches long down the thigh.
dull.
yet a perfect porcelain face complimenting her thin figure and small feet.
This screen is dull. Dull is made-up of four letters, one being a vowel. My hair is dull. Backwards it spells llud. Which guess isn’t a word. If you exchange the letter u for an I you spell dill, like a dill pickle,
If you are dull, you are exceedingly boring to listen to and I regrettably will have to excuse myself from our conversation. That will be all, if you are dull.
All work and no play makes Jack…
Keir Dullea
Dulles International Airport
Null
The dull bull pulled the hull full of seagulls.
a lifeless conversation
a white room
a tasteless meal
a brideless groom
a scentless flower
a mediocre song
a minuteless hour
a right without a wrong
people can be dull when they try to talk about sports to people who aren’t interested. Try to shorten your announcements, their dull, hardly anyone cares about what happened in the soccer game or how we are reaching out internationally with field hockey.
My brain is getting more dull as I age. Duller? For all the days and hours I spend in front of this monitor, I never learn anything. I miss the days of paper and pens. The days of books and coffeeshops. Sharpness.
Her hair was dull, her clothes were dull, her face was dull. Everything about her was just that: dull. And yet, he loved her more than anything. Why does he love her? She is not exciting and does nothing crazy. Why can someone who lives life to the fullest love someone who is so boring, a plain jane, so DULL?
The world is dull when people don’t appreciate differences in our society. People are different for a reason and we should all appreciate the lives of others.
My day.
Couldn’t get any more dull.
The sun was shining, the wind was blowing, but the corners of my lips were turned down at the sides. Pulled down in fact. No matter what I did, a smile wouldn’t appear.
dull is bland. it lacks creativity, innovation, brilliance. Dull is what the world can be. Dull is what the world should not be. Dull describes the food my grandmother makes. It also describes the way life sometimes feels. Dull should be eradicated from the dictionary. No one should feel dull.
She was pretty and dull. Dull in the way that she sat like a plant in a pot, stretching towards the sun, waiting for the sky to wet it. Dull in how she waited and waited some more. BUt she was smart in how she knew how to get things to come to her
Oh, how many ways is it? Colourlessly? Uninspiringly? Terrifiyingly? Stiflingly? Moronically? Unendingly. Consumingly? Spiritually? Physically? Emotionally? Psychologically? Yes, it’s dull, dull, dull, dull… so very fucking dull.
It was a dull day that sunny afternoon in August. My mother was just setting up a card table with lemonade and cupcakes for her friends. As much as I disliked the company she kept, on this day I was anxious for their arrival. It had only been two days since my brother had left for summer camp, so the house was feeling especially empty.
my eyes
lost shape
as this sadness
dragged them
to the place it
was born
Dull. Dark. Grim.
Or are those really related to this word?
Sad maybe?
I’m unsure.
Maybe it’s a nice word. Maybe dull people are happy in the end. They don’t try to stand out with obnoxious tastes and fashions and words. They are happy in their place, where ever it may be. They’re not trying to prove anything to anyone.
Because they’ve already proved it to themselves
Anything but dull. Incredibly alive. Bursting with hope and readiness, but terrified that life won’t be granted. But willing to wait for my Lord to do what he will, and let that be enough.
The ceiling was dull the lighting was dull. everything was dull. she seemed to be unable to find the slightest glimmer of positivity underneath all of the negative things that were happening in her life.
Waking up and the first thing I see is the gray sky. Not the best thing to see the second you wake up. Because of that, my whole day has been dull.
I can’t stand dull people. My definition of dull is monotony. People who do the same thing over and over and over again. People who do things because that’s how its always done. I wish people would actually take the time to think for themselves instead of acting like robots and doing what everyone else is doing… that’s dull.
Her pencil was dull… just like her boyfriend’s personality. She couldn’t figure out how to start the break up letter, she just knew that she had to do it. He was never excited, never did anything to surprise her. They had gotten into the land of no return – the place where couples go to fall apart.
The masses of men lead quiet lives of desperation. Dulllllllll. Story of the year. All dull, each one of us. In our own ways, in unique contexts, we are all dull.
Not as sharp
as it once was.
As I trace it along
the veins of my skin.
Though it’s still enough
to leave a red highway
trailing behind.
One line for my figure
which I can not keep thin.
Another for my grades
which plummet,
threatening to implode.
More and more lines
crossing across the canvas,
releasing the feeling
that I need to keep going.
The world in which I live,
shows no mercy
for the likes of me.
I need an escape
and the blade
is my fantasy land.
Some say life is dull but the truth is, it is only dull if you let it be.
The world was so dull to us then. We were nothing but statues in this god-forsaken world, and God as our witness, we would run from it.. and he knew us for us. And we assumed he respected us. But those were only assumptions, for we knew his love was blind. And the world was exuberant only then.
The dullness of life is almost unexistant to me. I feel like dull just shouldn’t be used to describe life, because you should always love what you’re doing and if it’s not what you love then change what you’re doing. it’s simple really.
The dull boy stared with his eyes fixed upon the old grandfather clock in the corner. “Is something wrong?” I asked him. He replied, “No, nothing.” Then, after a slight pause, continued with, “It’s just… Well… My mother and father used to have a clock like that. Before they died, I mean. It was stationed right by the door, so we always knew if a visitor was on time.” He sighed. “It all seems a bit silly now, but back then, I used to stand by that clock and just watch the minutes pass. As if I had all the time in the world. But life can change all that, I guess.” At that moment, I just stood there with my mouth agape. His past was filled with so much sadness, but yet, here he was, still alive and well, but lonely as ever.
The tip of the knife is dull compared to the sharp glint of his eyes. He brandishes his weapon like it’s an extension of himself. If it is, it’s an extra arm because all the weapons he needs is located inside his mouth. He tucks his tongue behind a canine tooth and smiles. Too bright. All teeth.
Boring not cool school and sometimes friends fumes with lull un fun not Harry potter but twilight txt books, science
it glowed, dully, on the laboratory floor. now, usually i would admit that dully glowing objects on laboratory floors are not entirely the safest objects to pick up with your bare hands, but that’s what i did. more fool me.
anything but…
but, thats the thing,
tomorrow it will be.
The sky over the little town was a dull grey, with a few streaks of dark. Rain began pouring for the heavens, and the towns people were led to believe that the rain would never cease.
boring. makes me feel sad, like im not living life to its fullest. it makes grey appear in my head. makes me sleepy. longing for something more………………
“A masterpiece may be unwelcome, but it is never dull.”
something not interesting at all, boring, why even ask about it? a word for everything you are not interested in, everything that does not matter to you.
no colour, no smell, no taste… nothing.
dull blade. dull lecture. dull lecture makes me want to use a dull blade.
“You are so Duuuullll and borrrriingggg.”
“No, YOU are dull and boring!”
“See how boring and dulllll you are? You even SAY it dullll annnddd booorrrrriinnnggg.”
“No I don’t!”
“Emphasize! DUULLL AND BOOORRRRINNNG IS YOUU.”
I’m having one of those moments again. Where my world seems boring and dull. Everything is moving too slow, but too fast. Everyone seems to want something from me, as if I wanna give anything to them in the first place. All I want to do is sit down, and hold him. All I wanna do is see Audie. Because he’s the only thing in my life right now that seems to keep my completely satisfied.