Infinity stretching before me, like an elastic band. But I stop and ponder… how much is too many, and how many is bananas? Its questions like these that make me know that I’m ALIVE.
Zach
Plastic fantastic go go go go. No show from the blowtorch mafia snow plough mind.
Daron Medway
I hate it when the elastic is too tight on anything I wear…including swimsuits, underwear, dress waists…anything too constrictive. On the flip side, I think elastic is a good thing in many, many ways. So, I guess I’m elastic about elastic.
kim
A stretch from from me, then pop on my skin. Burning senation up my arm. Elastic hitting me repeditidly. Stop this. Now. Don’t do it again. Suffocation in the elastic. Burning me.
The elastic bands on birthday hats always irritated my sensitive chin. The way they snap and pinch the skin is almost mean-spirited. Perhaps my distaste for birthday hats has ruined my ability to age gracefully – instead pouting my way to adulthood.
Tessa
some kind of textil or something. i like elastic jeans. when i am wearing it, people can’t see that i am little fat in fact. but i dont know anything else about it.
Tereza Matysova
Elastisch sind Bänder und Gummis. Jerseystoff und Kautschuk. Autoreifen und Bälle. Überzeugungen und Drohungen. Heute kurz, morgen lang. Die Zeit ist elastisch. Sie zieht sich in die Länge, wenn ich auf etwas warte, und wenn ich genießen will, was ist, dann schnippt sie nach vorn und alles ist vorbei, bevor es begann.
rubberband shooting sometimes in the sky with the holes in the eyes elly jelly belly plastic is not elastic movement static flowing rombo strombo good looking bumbo lleoelkd lion elastic shoes paper twos
jami fogelhut
String, It bends and shapes itself. Only it doesn’t, it stretches, hugs your body or whatever else you want it to hug. It pulls itself apart for you and bends to comfort you in any situation. It’s like your best friend. It’s always there when you need it. It’s going to bend over backwards.
Phoenix
The elastic stretched over her stomach, making her realize how big she had gotten. She glowed each day and even more whenever he looked at her, or when she looked at her ring or at her stomach or at… She just glowed.
The elastic stretched again as she breathed in and she touched her stomach for just a second, letting an elated smile fill her face.
Whitney
Elastic reminds me of the 80’s and 90’s. I remember having some TERRIBLE elastic waisted-flowerdy lookin pants.–they might have even had the stirrups–elastic feet straps. ewe.
Amber K
Sometimes it is so hard to be flexible; to stretch yourself like a piece of elastic, but sometimes it is worth it when it concerns those you love dearly. Choosing to be elastic can determine whether you get to keep this special person you love in your life or whether they leave you for being stubborn and rigid.
Jessica
Rubber bands ponytails underwear school eels stretchy no circulation hot peach colored
Morgan
elastic is used in maternity clothes and some head bands. i don’t know much else about elastic. i’m not sure how it is made, but i must say that i am now curious. i guess i never thought about it before now. what else would elastic be good for? any ideas?
kristina
elastic is the ability to be able to go back to your original state. emotions are elastic. we can snap back into being unhappy after a joyful moment or recover quickly from something that upset us momentarily. physical things are elastic, but emotions are better at it. we can feel the rebound, the recovery
amber
elastic is sometimes in pants whenever i see that there is elastic in pants I’m wearing i think about how fat i must be because my pants require elastic. i’m sure it very useful t houg, elastic can be very gelful if you need to strecth things or have things that need to fit in spaces that i guess need lot of room so they use elastic. they should make pants and not say they have elastic in them so then people wouldn’t feel so bad about themsleves but i suppose someone could have an allergy.
Nora
elasticitity is used for many different things from rubber bands to a shoe or many other things that we use every day.
So flexible and easily changed, we should all take a lesson in how we approach life. Until we come upon a new obstacle that gets in our way, we won’t know how we’ll need to bend to get around it.
Elastic stretches and stretches and stretches. Like I do. But it has a breaking point, right? I must have one too. I don’t know.
Haha lately I’ve just been spreading myself really thinly on everything everyone I have to cater to. And I don’t know how long I can keep it up. I only come to oneword to somehow let it all out, anyway.
Elastic. Elasticity. Why? What’s the point?
A person’s heart has no need to be elastic. Because the tighter it stretches, the higher chance it has of breaking, and… what’s the point of that?
The elastic was sorely tested by her girth. It bulged and puckered and sank into her skin, cutting red angry marks into the rolls of her flesh. She leaned forward, straining it further, all of her wobbling within its confines, and he looked away, mumbling his order to his place mat rather than to her, terrified he’d be looking at the moment the elastic of her bodysuit failed.
Amai
The elasic of the band dug into my skin on my wrist. Staring out the window i was ready to run again. We were going to Arizona today. There was a rumor about less of them there. We should be safe. We could rest.
I think ‘heartbreak’ is an inadequate term. The heart doesn’t break so much as it bends to the point of near-breaking. And just like a rubber band being stretched at arm’s length, I think the heart can bounce from near-breaking to near-invincible in an instant.
Stretchy, stretchy, stretchy!! It is the fat person’s best friend. Had an extra piece of cake? We’re cool. We got elastic. Stretchy, stretchy, stretchy.
Lizzi
One day my grandfather came home from work and presented me with a rubber dollar bill. I am not sure what the point was supposed to be but it was just like having a sheet that behaved like a rubber band.
I have demonstrated an amazing willingness to be flexible with you, to bend over backwards and twist myself into any configuration your little heart desires, and yet, if I snap, you throw me away like garbage. And you wonder why I pull your hair.
The elastic rubber band twisted around Elizabeth’s fingers. She didn’t know what she was doing with it, she just knew it was a distraction from Ms. Abbernathy’s grating voice. Trying to further distract herself from the bores of Ugandan history, she gazed furtively towards the window.
AH
Elastic – stretching? opening something a little more to allow something smaller to get in – your heart. Our heart. We stretch out more than we are supposed to to love those who probably don’t love us back. We outstretch ourselves more than we should – but it is all for good – because even though you go through it all, karma comes back <3
I hear that condoms are elastic, I wouldn’t know, I’ve never used one, or even touched one for that matter. Hmm push and pull, that reason for living in an elastic band, the ocean, the heart; push and pull
Levi Christensen
elastic stretches unlike some minds I know, it moves and grooves and chooses to snap. I want to find a place a mind. I want to step into elastic but not for life
Melissa Joy
stretch out from one end of the room to the other then bounce right back. kapoom! snap the waistband, snap the fingers and it flies you ricochet at top speed. neeeeeeeeeeeeeerrooomp! slam from such a little unsuspecting looking piece of material! how could it have such power?
oliver danni
Its like my brain is being stretched. The pain is numbing and it blocks everything out of life. I need to the murder the five year old who is stretching my brain for its enjoyment.
My love life is elastic. I’m always bouncing back and forth between guys. I don’t know what it is, I fall so hard (stretching), then my heart breaks (let go), then I seem to bounce right back to you (springy). Why do you have my heart still?
I wasn’t surprised so much by her strength, it was her flexibility that astounded me. Good God this girl’s an elastic. Holy smokes.
Dovikles
I pull on my pajama pants elastic, wanting the pain of the reaction. It helps me know I am awake, even though the cold air alone can do that for me. It’s pitch black outside and I can see nothing. Maybe the sound was imagined, but I know what I heard.
Infinity stretching before me, like an elastic band. But I stop and ponder… how much is too many, and how many is bananas? Its questions like these that make me know that I’m ALIVE.
Plastic fantastic go go go go. No show from the blowtorch mafia snow plough mind.
I hate it when the elastic is too tight on anything I wear…including swimsuits, underwear, dress waists…anything too constrictive. On the flip side, I think elastic is a good thing in many, many ways. So, I guess I’m elastic about elastic.
A stretch from from me, then pop on my skin. Burning senation up my arm. Elastic hitting me repeditidly. Stop this. Now. Don’t do it again. Suffocation in the elastic. Burning me.
Bendy, springy and useful! Fantastic elastic, snap it and wrap it.
The elastic bands on birthday hats always irritated my sensitive chin. The way they snap and pinch the skin is almost mean-spirited. Perhaps my distaste for birthday hats has ruined my ability to age gracefully – instead pouting my way to adulthood.
some kind of textil or something. i like elastic jeans. when i am wearing it, people can’t see that i am little fat in fact. but i dont know anything else about it.
Elastisch sind Bänder und Gummis. Jerseystoff und Kautschuk. Autoreifen und Bälle. Überzeugungen und Drohungen. Heute kurz, morgen lang. Die Zeit ist elastisch. Sie zieht sich in die Länge, wenn ich auf etwas warte, und wenn ich genießen will, was ist, dann schnippt sie nach vorn und alles ist vorbei, bevor es begann.
rubberband shooting sometimes in the sky with the holes in the eyes elly jelly belly plastic is not elastic movement static flowing rombo strombo good looking bumbo lleoelkd lion elastic shoes paper twos
String, It bends and shapes itself. Only it doesn’t, it stretches, hugs your body or whatever else you want it to hug. It pulls itself apart for you and bends to comfort you in any situation. It’s like your best friend. It’s always there when you need it. It’s going to bend over backwards.
The elastic stretched over her stomach, making her realize how big she had gotten. She glowed each day and even more whenever he looked at her, or when she looked at her ring or at her stomach or at… She just glowed.
The elastic stretched again as she breathed in and she touched her stomach for just a second, letting an elated smile fill her face.
Elastic reminds me of the 80’s and 90’s. I remember having some TERRIBLE elastic waisted-flowerdy lookin pants.–they might have even had the stirrups–elastic feet straps. ewe.
Sometimes it is so hard to be flexible; to stretch yourself like a piece of elastic, but sometimes it is worth it when it concerns those you love dearly. Choosing to be elastic can determine whether you get to keep this special person you love in your life or whether they leave you for being stubborn and rigid.
Rubber bands ponytails underwear school eels stretchy no circulation hot peach colored
elastic is used in maternity clothes and some head bands. i don’t know much else about elastic. i’m not sure how it is made, but i must say that i am now curious. i guess i never thought about it before now. what else would elastic be good for? any ideas?
elastic is the ability to be able to go back to your original state. emotions are elastic. we can snap back into being unhappy after a joyful moment or recover quickly from something that upset us momentarily. physical things are elastic, but emotions are better at it. we can feel the rebound, the recovery
elastic is sometimes in pants whenever i see that there is elastic in pants I’m wearing i think about how fat i must be because my pants require elastic. i’m sure it very useful t houg, elastic can be very gelful if you need to strecth things or have things that need to fit in spaces that i guess need lot of room so they use elastic. they should make pants and not say they have elastic in them so then people wouldn’t feel so bad about themsleves but i suppose someone could have an allergy.
elasticitity is used for many different things from rubber bands to a shoe or many other things that we use every day.
So flexible and easily changed, we should all take a lesson in how we approach life. Until we come upon a new obstacle that gets in our way, we won’t know how we’ll need to bend to get around it.
Elastic stretches and stretches and stretches. Like I do. But it has a breaking point, right? I must have one too. I don’t know.
Haha lately I’ve just been spreading myself really thinly on everything everyone I have to cater to. And I don’t know how long I can keep it up. I only come to oneword to somehow let it all out, anyway.
Elasticity… It sounds sexy, like a wetsuit or something. Maybe I just have a dirty mind.
Elastic. Elasticity. Why? What’s the point?
A person’s heart has no need to be elastic. Because the tighter it stretches, the higher chance it has of breaking, and… what’s the point of that?
its bouncy and stretchey and its fun to play with. and reminds me of a trampoline and how it stretches when you jump on it.
The elastic was sorely tested by her girth. It bulged and puckered and sank into her skin, cutting red angry marks into the rolls of her flesh. She leaned forward, straining it further, all of her wobbling within its confines, and he looked away, mumbling his order to his place mat rather than to her, terrified he’d be looking at the moment the elastic of her bodysuit failed.
The elasic of the band dug into my skin on my wrist. Staring out the window i was ready to run again. We were going to Arizona today. There was a rumor about less of them there. We should be safe. We could rest.
I think ‘heartbreak’ is an inadequate term. The heart doesn’t break so much as it bends to the point of near-breaking. And just like a rubber band being stretched at arm’s length, I think the heart can bounce from near-breaking to near-invincible in an instant.
Stretchy, stretchy, stretchy!! It is the fat person’s best friend. Had an extra piece of cake? We’re cool. We got elastic. Stretchy, stretchy, stretchy.
One day my grandfather came home from work and presented me with a rubber dollar bill. I am not sure what the point was supposed to be but it was just like having a sheet that behaved like a rubber band.
it makes things stretchey and bouncy like a trampoline thats makes you fly high into the air, just like a plane.
I have demonstrated an amazing willingness to be flexible with you, to bend over backwards and twist myself into any configuration your little heart desires, and yet, if I snap, you throw me away like garbage. And you wonder why I pull your hair.
The elastic rubber band twisted around Elizabeth’s fingers. She didn’t know what she was doing with it, she just knew it was a distraction from Ms. Abbernathy’s grating voice. Trying to further distract herself from the bores of Ugandan history, she gazed furtively towards the window.
Elastic – stretching? opening something a little more to allow something smaller to get in – your heart. Our heart. We stretch out more than we are supposed to to love those who probably don’t love us back. We outstretch ourselves more than we should – but it is all for good – because even though you go through it all, karma comes back <3
its stretchey and its made for stuff we use everday like…… actualy i dont know but i know we use it for important things.
I hear that condoms are elastic, I wouldn’t know, I’ve never used one, or even touched one for that matter. Hmm push and pull, that reason for living in an elastic band, the ocean, the heart; push and pull
elastic stretches unlike some minds I know, it moves and grooves and chooses to snap. I want to find a place a mind. I want to step into elastic but not for life
stretch out from one end of the room to the other then bounce right back. kapoom! snap the waistband, snap the fingers and it flies you ricochet at top speed. neeeeeeeeeeeeeerrooomp! slam from such a little unsuspecting looking piece of material! how could it have such power?
Its like my brain is being stretched. The pain is numbing and it blocks everything out of life. I need to the murder the five year old who is stretching my brain for its enjoyment.
My love life is elastic. I’m always bouncing back and forth between guys. I don’t know what it is, I fall so hard (stretching), then my heart breaks (let go), then I seem to bounce right back to you (springy). Why do you have my heart still?
I wasn’t surprised so much by her strength, it was her flexibility that astounded me. Good God this girl’s an elastic. Holy smokes.
I pull on my pajama pants elastic, wanting the pain of the reaction. It helps me know I am awake, even though the cold air alone can do that for me. It’s pitch black outside and I can see nothing. Maybe the sound was imagined, but I know what I heard.