She was standing on the edge of the rock. He was playing ball, and the edge was the base. When you play capture the flag the edge could be the base. some concreate slabs will have an edge on them.
laurez hernanedz
Edges can be big or small sharp or dull knives have edges THEY ARE AWESOME!!!!!
awesomeninja333
There was a alpaca on the edge of the rainbow.
HEY! My skittles are going to fall off the edge of that picture frame!!
I’m on the edge, of glory..
She walked to the edge and peered over it to the river below. Normally she was afraid of heights, but not tonight. Tonight she was fearless, completely confident. No thoughts of losing balance, just a detached interest filled her.
Caysee
He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the seagulls over the bay. The edge of the table cut my the side of my hip. I saw a girl on the edge of the field staring at me.
bean!
the boy was standing on the edge of a cliff deciding whether or not he should jump off. he had no sense of his surroundings. he was not paying attention to anything but the air. he was wondering where he would land if he were to jump off. he thought about just going back home an lying in his bed. but he did not want to go back. he saw his fate when he closed his eyes. he jumped like he was going to fly
dragon
YOU CAN FALL OFF OF EDGES!!!!!!They can be small or big sharp or dull and they are awesome!!!!
awesomeninja333
Sometimes I feel like I’m being pushed off to the edge. Not to my limits, but to your limits, the limits of your mind. You live, love, learn, and then leave. I’m left to the edge.
Laurie
im on the edge of glory and im hanging on a moment of truth. im on the edge of glory and im hanging by a moment with you! <3 i love lady gaga :3 don't push me cuz im close to the eeeedge. im tryin not to lose my head!
bryyy
Knives have edges and so does life. Is a life on the knife’s edge something to be desired or something to be avoided? On the edge implies doing many knew and interesting things, perhaps, or maybe surely, a little dangerous. If you live on the edge, does that mean you sacrifice the comforts of home, family and friends
Karel Holloway
On the edge of the world we tottered. the clicking had stopped and only open air was before us. the cart swung forward and with a great rush of wind and horror we sped downward along the tracks into a blinding spiral of intensity and euphoria.
Nathan Polley
living life on the edge is exhilarating. the thrill is an addiction of sorts. the more razor thin the edge, the better. it is the danger that makes is so appealing – I wonder if there is something in all of us that seeks destruction.
shivdhiv
The edge makes me think of the brink of something, usually awesome. On the edge of a waterfall, a cliff, about to leap off of solid ground and try something new and amazing. Maybe you’ll fly and maybe you’ll fall but those seconds on the edge before you know, and when you go anyway are amazing.
Danielle
On the edge i stand
white knuckled and bare
weighed down,overused,overwhelmed
stale
Haifa
Dark. Everything is dark. The clothes you wear are dark. They mask the dark sarcastic humor you hold. Your humor complements the dark in your eyes that masks the deep thoughts you think. The stare you glare is piercing and your stride is dangerous. You’ve got edge girl.
Annette
the first thing i thing about is : the edge of glory from lady gaga.
I actually don’t like the song.
The word itself, is very pretty.
it has something mysterious.
Almost symetricic. it has something beautiful, aan risky.
it shows insecurity.
Thats wgere i think about when i hear the word edge.
Benthe
Thinking of a table where I have been sitting. A glass is perched on the white and blue checkered table cloth. All day I walk by the table passing the glass wanting to make sure I don’t bump it, sometimes remembering it is there, other times forgetting, but the whole time knowing right where it is, at the brink of shattering into a hundred pieces on the concrete floor below.
On the edge, of the fringes of life I await. I await for you here to meet me. Letting time pass for this is the only solution. I believe I have met the one I could call a lover. On the edge, of youth and adulthood, I stand. So one question is all I have are you willing to meet me at the edge?
alissajade
We are all on the edge of destruction. Balanced on a razor. Armageddon is just around the corner….but keep looking up
As I walked to the edge of the cliff, I looked down into my future. Would I jump? Should I jump? I had no future. Thats what I realized when I looked over the edge. No Future. No Future. No Future for me! Johnny Rotten had it right.
Edge. I am on the edge of a cliff. Thinking over my life. Wondering what the last even that happened to me forced me to come all the way up here and not thinking of coming down. I jump. Wind whooshing, images blur, lacking oxygen. Then Pain, intense pain, light going, darkness coming. I feel like my body has become a million pieces, like I have become one with the ground. Then, Darkness Forever, wandering, not able to talk, wondering…. I have nothing to do for forever…… Why?
Duncan Lippincott
Along the edge of the steep, canyon edge, the mountain goat stood erect, peering down into the deep gully below. The rustling in the bushes below caught his
NatFish
Ooh, you’re really living on the edge. A misdemeanor for reckless driving and you think we’re supposed to be impressed by you. You’re so ghetto. And, yeah, you’re just like your Mexican buds back home. I’m sure they’ll be thrilled to hear you said that.
Edge. Edge is a word meaning the end of something. Example: I fell of the edge of the cliff. Also an edge can be where two sides meet.
James
its all on the edge of breaking down. he’s on the edge of giving up and I’m reaching the point where it may not break me anymore. Where is the edge where things begin to improve again
It’s the place where I’m most afraid. I barely glimpse, the cavernous depths open below me. Waves surge somewhere, making a sound like thunder a thousand miles away.
Val
I was On the edge.I was about to fall.I looked at the edge. It was a sharp very narrow edge.There weas no way to not fall.I was going to die.Then Someone pushed me.I didnt know what do do. Soo I just fell and fell.Then i landed and with a plop i died.
Zack
the cliff i was hanging on to. i didnt know what to do but hinder along. im at the edge of this cliff and it is frightening. death is near.
cristal
Im living on the edge with no reason at all.Everyone is deaf with the sound of power. And tranquility is dead no rhyme or reason no more.
george
I think of falling, and being up high on the edge of the cliff.
I think of pushing somebody to the edge and making them mad.
I think of sitting with your feet swinging.
kl
Im on the edge of glory by lady gaga it is a great song but the music video is REALLY weird…. the edge of a cliff
Breanna rose
haning on… about to fall… nothing is what I thought it would be… times are hard everywhere… but this haning is not where I thought I would be… a firm foundation was built for me… how did I end up here… not knowing how to get off of this rocky ledge… will help ever come for me… will I be pulled from the edge… Yet my trust is in the LORD my God… the creator… He will never leave me… I must trust He is near… He will hear my cry for help… He will hear my plea… He will answer from His holy hill… Never forsaken, even in this scary place of torment… Always loved… Always for His purpose… Always for his pleasure… He takes the bad and turns it around for my good… His promises are true… His Word is everlasting…
Michaels
The edge of a cliff, the edge of your seat. The edge of a blade, they cannot be beat. Those are some of the edges in our world…..
Eric
He liked her edges. The edges of her hips, her shoulders, her ankles. All the sharp angles of her. They stood out from the softness of her body and laid down a road map across her skin. They gave her boundaries, harnessing in the fluidity of her form.
i am on edge. i’ve already been up for two hours which is outside of my usual routine. my son was/is in some special sort of mood and it has been one roller coaster start to a monday. that just can’t be good. i hope the rest of the days don’t follow suit. sometimes.. you just gotta “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
She shifted her weight to the edge of her blade, leaning into the curve and carving a path into the ice beneath her. She put her other foot down, thrilling in the easy glide as she lost herself in the motion.
Amanda
He had the edge
you could see it in his eyes
the crystal blues sparkled with determination
bad boy of the nation
…edge
I was on a summer vacation during the of 2006. We went to the Grand Canyon, and I was so excited to see all the amazing sights. When we were there I walked up to the edge, and I was amazed. It was so beautiful. A giant canyon, I thought to myself and wondered why it attracted so many people. It’s just a bunch of rocks.
Ashley
I asked you about living on the edge, and you told me with certainty that living there was not the same as falling off the edge into the void. I never took that leap, because I never had that faith, but I can see how a trip up might fail to inspire future attempts at flying.
Why not try me, this time, though? I’m a fucking good belayer, and if you jump off the edge, hooked in, you won’t fall again.
I was on the edge, not a fun place to be. I could hear all the childhood voices ringing in my head. Don’t play with your food. Don’t eat with your mouth open. Say thank you. Not like any of it mattered now. I was a goner, dead, alone, abandoned, and all I could say was finally done.
She was standing on the edge of the rock. He was playing ball, and the edge was the base. When you play capture the flag the edge could be the base. some concreate slabs will have an edge on them.
Edges can be big or small sharp or dull knives have edges THEY ARE AWESOME!!!!!
There was a alpaca on the edge of the rainbow.
HEY! My skittles are going to fall off the edge of that picture frame!!
I’m on the edge, of glory..
She walked to the edge and peered over it to the river below. Normally she was afraid of heights, but not tonight. Tonight she was fearless, completely confident. No thoughts of losing balance, just a detached interest filled her.
He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the seagulls over the bay. The edge of the table cut my the side of my hip. I saw a girl on the edge of the field staring at me.
the boy was standing on the edge of a cliff deciding whether or not he should jump off. he had no sense of his surroundings. he was not paying attention to anything but the air. he was wondering where he would land if he were to jump off. he thought about just going back home an lying in his bed. but he did not want to go back. he saw his fate when he closed his eyes. he jumped like he was going to fly
YOU CAN FALL OFF OF EDGES!!!!!!They can be small or big sharp or dull and they are awesome!!!!
Sometimes I feel like I’m being pushed off to the edge. Not to my limits, but to your limits, the limits of your mind. You live, love, learn, and then leave. I’m left to the edge.
im on the edge of glory and im hanging on a moment of truth. im on the edge of glory and im hanging by a moment with you! <3 i love lady gaga :3 don't push me cuz im close to the eeeedge. im tryin not to lose my head!
Knives have edges and so does life. Is a life on the knife’s edge something to be desired or something to be avoided? On the edge implies doing many knew and interesting things, perhaps, or maybe surely, a little dangerous. If you live on the edge, does that mean you sacrifice the comforts of home, family and friends
On the edge of the world we tottered. the clicking had stopped and only open air was before us. the cart swung forward and with a great rush of wind and horror we sped downward along the tracks into a blinding spiral of intensity and euphoria.
living life on the edge is exhilarating. the thrill is an addiction of sorts. the more razor thin the edge, the better. it is the danger that makes is so appealing – I wonder if there is something in all of us that seeks destruction.
The edge makes me think of the brink of something, usually awesome. On the edge of a waterfall, a cliff, about to leap off of solid ground and try something new and amazing. Maybe you’ll fly and maybe you’ll fall but those seconds on the edge before you know, and when you go anyway are amazing.
On the edge i stand
white knuckled and bare
weighed down,overused,overwhelmed
stale
Dark. Everything is dark. The clothes you wear are dark. They mask the dark sarcastic humor you hold. Your humor complements the dark in your eyes that masks the deep thoughts you think. The stare you glare is piercing and your stride is dangerous. You’ve got edge girl.
the first thing i thing about is : the edge of glory from lady gaga.
I actually don’t like the song.
The word itself, is very pretty.
it has something mysterious.
Almost symetricic. it has something beautiful, aan risky.
it shows insecurity.
Thats wgere i think about when i hear the word edge.
Thinking of a table where I have been sitting. A glass is perched on the white and blue checkered table cloth. All day I walk by the table passing the glass wanting to make sure I don’t bump it, sometimes remembering it is there, other times forgetting, but the whole time knowing right where it is, at the brink of shattering into a hundred pieces on the concrete floor below.
On the edge, of the fringes of life I await. I await for you here to meet me. Letting time pass for this is the only solution. I believe I have met the one I could call a lover. On the edge, of youth and adulthood, I stand. So one question is all I have are you willing to meet me at the edge?
We are all on the edge of destruction. Balanced on a razor. Armageddon is just around the corner….but keep looking up
As I walked to the edge of the cliff, I looked down into my future. Would I jump? Should I jump? I had no future. Thats what I realized when I looked over the edge. No Future. No Future. No Future for me! Johnny Rotten had it right.
Edge. I am on the edge of a cliff. Thinking over my life. Wondering what the last even that happened to me forced me to come all the way up here and not thinking of coming down. I jump. Wind whooshing, images blur, lacking oxygen. Then Pain, intense pain, light going, darkness coming. I feel like my body has become a million pieces, like I have become one with the ground. Then, Darkness Forever, wandering, not able to talk, wondering…. I have nothing to do for forever…… Why?
Along the edge of the steep, canyon edge, the mountain goat stood erect, peering down into the deep gully below. The rustling in the bushes below caught his
Ooh, you’re really living on the edge. A misdemeanor for reckless driving and you think we’re supposed to be impressed by you. You’re so ghetto. And, yeah, you’re just like your Mexican buds back home. I’m sure they’ll be thrilled to hear you said that.
Edge. Edge is a word meaning the end of something. Example: I fell of the edge of the cliff. Also an edge can be where two sides meet.
its all on the edge of breaking down. he’s on the edge of giving up and I’m reaching the point where it may not break me anymore. Where is the edge where things begin to improve again
It’s the place where I’m most afraid. I barely glimpse, the cavernous depths open below me. Waves surge somewhere, making a sound like thunder a thousand miles away.
I was On the edge.I was about to fall.I looked at the edge. It was a sharp very narrow edge.There weas no way to not fall.I was going to die.Then Someone pushed me.I didnt know what do do. Soo I just fell and fell.Then i landed and with a plop i died.
the cliff i was hanging on to. i didnt know what to do but hinder along. im at the edge of this cliff and it is frightening. death is near.
Im living on the edge with no reason at all.Everyone is deaf with the sound of power. And tranquility is dead no rhyme or reason no more.
I think of falling, and being up high on the edge of the cliff.
I think of pushing somebody to the edge and making them mad.
I think of sitting with your feet swinging.
Im on the edge of glory by lady gaga it is a great song but the music video is REALLY weird…. the edge of a cliff
haning on… about to fall… nothing is what I thought it would be… times are hard everywhere… but this haning is not where I thought I would be… a firm foundation was built for me… how did I end up here… not knowing how to get off of this rocky ledge… will help ever come for me… will I be pulled from the edge… Yet my trust is in the LORD my God… the creator… He will never leave me… I must trust He is near… He will hear my cry for help… He will hear my plea… He will answer from His holy hill… Never forsaken, even in this scary place of torment… Always loved… Always for His purpose… Always for his pleasure… He takes the bad and turns it around for my good… His promises are true… His Word is everlasting…
The edge of a cliff, the edge of your seat. The edge of a blade, they cannot be beat. Those are some of the edges in our world…..
He liked her edges. The edges of her hips, her shoulders, her ankles. All the sharp angles of her. They stood out from the softness of her body and laid down a road map across her skin. They gave her boundaries, harnessing in the fluidity of her form.
i am on edge. i’ve already been up for two hours which is outside of my usual routine. my son was/is in some special sort of mood and it has been one roller coaster start to a monday. that just can’t be good. i hope the rest of the days don’t follow suit. sometimes.. you just gotta “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
She shifted her weight to the edge of her blade, leaning into the curve and carving a path into the ice beneath her. She put her other foot down, thrilling in the easy glide as she lost herself in the motion.
He had the edge
you could see it in his eyes
the crystal blues sparkled with determination
bad boy of the nation
…edge
I was on a summer vacation during the of 2006. We went to the Grand Canyon, and I was so excited to see all the amazing sights. When we were there I walked up to the edge, and I was amazed. It was so beautiful. A giant canyon, I thought to myself and wondered why it attracted so many people. It’s just a bunch of rocks.
I asked you about living on the edge, and you told me with certainty that living there was not the same as falling off the edge into the void. I never took that leap, because I never had that faith, but I can see how a trip up might fail to inspire future attempts at flying.
Why not try me, this time, though? I’m a fucking good belayer, and if you jump off the edge, hooked in, you won’t fall again.
I was on the edge, not a fun place to be. I could hear all the childhood voices ringing in my head. Don’t play with your food. Don’t eat with your mouth open. Say thank you. Not like any of it mattered now. I was a goner, dead, alone, abandoned, and all I could say was finally done.