When I was in highschool, all i could think was, how can these people treat me like I’m not the adult that I obviously am? So i did the easiest thing to do: I dropped out. Call me the Fallout, if you will. My parents got pissed about it, but I didn’t care. I can take of myself. Watch out world. Here i come.
Krista
i am swollen with hope
for the first time in countless days.
this feeling of might
i hope will not have a fallout of ways.
the day has come
where i wake up with strength,
an unstoppable power;
no longer am i just the whisper of a waith.
I am sure she loves you just as much as I do, or that she could take care of you just as well. I am sure she notices all the little things, or how beautiful your horrible singing voice is. I am sure she is lovely and you love her, and she would hurt just as badly if you left her as I hurt when you don’t.
But I won’t pretend that I don’t still pray every night for the impossible, for the fallout, for the downfall of her. I am not the girl who in friendship embraces often, but I have embraced you once, before the end. In that moment I heard my heart break, a quiet snap, like the breaking of a flowers stem. I was undone. Sometimes I feel you there when I wake, pressed against me, arms strong around my shoulders, not the embrace of a lover, but the best I could hope for. I was your friend, and you were mine. I wish that was enough.
We never said goodbye.
Taylor
shelter. fallout shelter. to protect you from the fallout. nuclear fallout? financial fallout. whatever. just shelter from the fallout. that is all.
Eli
I’ve had many fallout’s in my past. My friends, my family – But nothing compares to the way I lost you. You pushed me away, told me I wasn’t what you wanted, then you stomped on my heart like it was a bug; useless. You told me that you loved me, you needed me, but still, you push me out of your life. Like our first fight – our first falling out – wasn’t enough for you. Why did you do that to me? What made you think that I deserved that kind of pain? Nothing. Nothing, I say, because you didn’t stop to think about me. You only ever think about yourself. That – your selfishness – is why this time the fallout will be different. No longer will this pain be mine, but ours to share in equally. One open mind filled with guilt, regret, and consumed by two words; ‘I’m sorry’. And the other; closed off to you forever. Even though my mind is not the only one to bear the pain – of loneliness, sadness, anger, longing – It still can wish that you were mine and never let you see.
Emily Krol
I was once in love…that was just the other day. Some how I knew that if I stayed with it I wouldnt have had to fallout of love with you! who knows? Who knew… Not me not you!
After the falout, my parents retreated to thier separate corners. If they had known I was standing at the top of the stairs and just around the corner, they would have been all politeness and smiles but finally, I was that fly on the wall.
two years ago TODAY my mother died.TODAY: my father was put into the hospital and my father-in-law was discovered to be full of cancer..i can’t play your games anymore.the failout of this is that you wasted too too much of my time..i just don’t care
Re Joyce
difference of opinion; discord; split; breaking away.
The fallout left in his wake was devastating, more devastating than anyone could have guessed it would be. They had imagined his death before, but not like this. Nothing could have prepared them for the real thing. Disaster had visited them; tragedy had reared its ugly head.
fallout shelter. feel the vibrations – feel the exhilaration. you could die. don’t you want to go out and see the bombs falling from the sky? it’s only a meteor shower, child. don’t be so afraid.
sawyer
This was it. This was it. This was it. Her traumatized brain held onto the single sentence, this mantra, as her life began falling apart. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster until she was tumbling out of control.
This is not a game. White ash fell from the sky; we went into the basement. We knew that there would be no food, no water, no way to stay alive. No way to hide…
The negative result of something or other.. Fallout boy.. nuclear fallout?
Luke Rowe
The fallout began after she stepped on the toes of the last man. She’s stepped back to look at the sugar on the shelf, comparing prices. No, cheap really was cheap. You get what you pay for.
Sharon Paul
there’s this video game my friend plays. it’s called fallout. her boyfriend bought it but he left it at her house and even though they broke up she kept it. it’s kinda her way of saying f*** you through video games.
Dan
The fallout was massive. He never thought that such a simple act could have such dramatic consequences.
Vince
perhaps neuclear flalout and death and destruction. i think of young children with burnt skin running with their scarce possessions alongside their parents running to get to a car or shelter. sad.
julie
The fallout that he had with his father over 20 years ago was finally coming to a head. Here the old bastard was, lying half dad on his doorstep, barely able to lift his arms to knock on the door.
sometimes, i feel like everythings a fallout
i get let down, things to dont go right, what i thought was foolproof had a fault
its a depressing way to look at life, isnt it?
just waiting for something morbid to happen, because no matter how happy i am, i always have a shadow
caitlyn g
Can you stop me from falling down? I need that support. I still love you, is that ok? Can he tolerate that? Will he give you back? Babe give me one more chance, I know you can. I just want to make things right.
When I was young fallout was all about the bomb we were so terrified of. They taught us to hide under our desks so we could save our selfs from the radiation, brilliant!
we fell out of love you and i
i thought we could do this i never saw it coming
we were best friends
soul mates to the end until you
said good bye
now what will i do
Im here without you
i just want one last time to see you and say goodbye
please give me that one last moment with you
Liz
I already did this one
and I started talking about pickles
Because fallout is when a boob falls out
and that is rather embarrassing
I’m pretty sure that’s what it is..
isn’t it?
Yeah
Anyways
you should try
penut butter and pickle mayonaise sandwhiches.
They are quite amazing.
(:
Maddie
Fallout. Falling. Out of reality. Into another dimension. Of people and colours and scents only you would understand.
that’s what happens when you don’t put the guard rail up on the bunk…think about it :)
Dawn Sehmer
“Christ!” he screamed, jumping into the bed of the truck as the next bomb hit.
“It’s the fallout!” Sophie shouted from the treehouse, pulling a leaf of newsletter over her head. Another branch hit the pavement and snapped. “Get down!”
“Roger,” their mother yelled, making them both jump as she appeared on the porch. “Did you say what I think you did?”
I can’t believe people suggested nuking the blown oil well in the Gulf in order to seal it, pretty stupid idea if you ask me. I mean, think about the fallout…
there is a band named fallout boy. i dont really like them. i had a fallout with a very close friend a few years back and i still hate her. she’s a bitch. she broke my nose.
Paizley
Fallout 3- That was the first thing that came to my mind when I saw the word… such an awesome game. Takes place in post-apocolyptic DC. The ma
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fallout. fallout of bed. fallout shelter. do they still have those. fallout of love with someone. i will always love you. fallout. even if we have a falling out
jenna
the aftermath of something such as an atomic bomb, or bringing home a boyfriend to meet your parents who think you should still be in diapers.
Shannon
You and I had a fallout. We swore to never talk to each other again. I don’t think I can do this anymore. I love you. I miss you. I want you to love and miss me, too. And the worst things is, I don’t even remember what we were fighting for.
“You think this is easy?” said my mother, her pierced eyes focused on those of my older sister. “Do you think I like waking up every morning with four kids and no job? I’m sorry your witch of a mother is making you do the laundry. Really, I weep.”
A storm of stomps follow my sister up the stairs. My mom slumps in her slouched armchair.
I throw our clothes and some detergent into the staunch white machine and punch start.
This is me, always caught in the crossfire; always bathed in the fallout.
Dark. White. and Ash.
As it stretches on, my mind falls short of doing so.
It seems futile.
Is this the end of creation?
When I was in highschool, all i could think was, how can these people treat me like I’m not the adult that I obviously am? So i did the easiest thing to do: I dropped out. Call me the Fallout, if you will. My parents got pissed about it, but I didn’t care. I can take of myself. Watch out world. Here i come.
i am swollen with hope
for the first time in countless days.
this feeling of might
i hope will not have a fallout of ways.
the day has come
where i wake up with strength,
an unstoppable power;
no longer am i just the whisper of a waith.
I am sure she loves you just as much as I do, or that she could take care of you just as well. I am sure she notices all the little things, or how beautiful your horrible singing voice is. I am sure she is lovely and you love her, and she would hurt just as badly if you left her as I hurt when you don’t.
But I won’t pretend that I don’t still pray every night for the impossible, for the fallout, for the downfall of her. I am not the girl who in friendship embraces often, but I have embraced you once, before the end. In that moment I heard my heart break, a quiet snap, like the breaking of a flowers stem. I was undone. Sometimes I feel you there when I wake, pressed against me, arms strong around my shoulders, not the embrace of a lover, but the best I could hope for. I was your friend, and you were mine. I wish that was enough.
We never said goodbye.
shelter. fallout shelter. to protect you from the fallout. nuclear fallout? financial fallout. whatever. just shelter from the fallout. that is all.
I’ve had many fallout’s in my past. My friends, my family – But nothing compares to the way I lost you. You pushed me away, told me I wasn’t what you wanted, then you stomped on my heart like it was a bug; useless. You told me that you loved me, you needed me, but still, you push me out of your life. Like our first fight – our first falling out – wasn’t enough for you. Why did you do that to me? What made you think that I deserved that kind of pain? Nothing. Nothing, I say, because you didn’t stop to think about me. You only ever think about yourself. That – your selfishness – is why this time the fallout will be different. No longer will this pain be mine, but ours to share in equally. One open mind filled with guilt, regret, and consumed by two words; ‘I’m sorry’. And the other; closed off to you forever. Even though my mind is not the only one to bear the pain – of loneliness, sadness, anger, longing – It still can wish that you were mine and never let you see.
I was once in love…that was just the other day. Some how I knew that if I stayed with it I wouldnt have had to fallout of love with you! who knows? Who knew… Not me not you!
He broke my fucking heart.
It was more than a falling out.
After the falout, my parents retreated to thier separate corners. If they had known I was standing at the top of the stairs and just around the corner, they would have been all politeness and smiles but finally, I was that fly on the wall.
two years ago TODAY my mother died.TODAY: my father was put into the hospital and my father-in-law was discovered to be full of cancer..i can’t play your games anymore.the failout of this is that you wasted too too much of my time..i just don’t care
difference of opinion; discord; split; breaking away.
Fallout Shelter fallout hair
Fallout hope and fallout air
Fallout here and everywhere
Fallout all but this despair
This fallout we must bear
They had a major fallout before she left his apartment for good this time. There was no way that she would come back.
The fallout left in his wake was devastating, more devastating than anyone could have guessed it would be. They had imagined his death before, but not like this. Nothing could have prepared them for the real thing. Disaster had visited them; tragedy had reared its ugly head.
fallout shelter. feel the vibrations – feel the exhilaration. you could die. don’t you want to go out and see the bombs falling from the sky? it’s only a meteor shower, child. don’t be so afraid.
This was it. This was it. This was it. Her traumatized brain held onto the single sentence, this mantra, as her life began falling apart. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster until she was tumbling out of control.
This is not a game. White ash fell from the sky; we went into the basement. We knew that there would be no food, no water, no way to stay alive. No way to hide…
The negative result of something or other.. Fallout boy.. nuclear fallout?
The fallout began after she stepped on the toes of the last man. She’s stepped back to look at the sugar on the shelf, comparing prices. No, cheap really was cheap. You get what you pay for.
there’s this video game my friend plays. it’s called fallout. her boyfriend bought it but he left it at her house and even though they broke up she kept it. it’s kinda her way of saying f*** you through video games.
The fallout was massive. He never thought that such a simple act could have such dramatic consequences.
perhaps neuclear flalout and death and destruction. i think of young children with burnt skin running with their scarce possessions alongside their parents running to get to a car or shelter. sad.
The fallout that he had with his father over 20 years ago was finally coming to a head. Here the old bastard was, lying half dad on his doorstep, barely able to lift his arms to knock on the door.
sometimes, i feel like everythings a fallout
i get let down, things to dont go right, what i thought was foolproof had a fault
its a depressing way to look at life, isnt it?
just waiting for something morbid to happen, because no matter how happy i am, i always have a shadow
Can you stop me from falling down? I need that support. I still love you, is that ok? Can he tolerate that? Will he give you back? Babe give me one more chance, I know you can. I just want to make things right.
When I was young fallout was all about the bomb we were so terrified of. They taught us to hide under our desks so we could save our selfs from the radiation, brilliant!
we fell out of love you and i
i thought we could do this i never saw it coming
we were best friends
soul mates to the end until you
said good bye
now what will i do
Im here without you
i just want one last time to see you and say goodbye
please give me that one last moment with you
I already did this one
and I started talking about pickles
Because fallout is when a boob falls out
and that is rather embarrassing
I’m pretty sure that’s what it is..
isn’t it?
Yeah
Anyways
you should try
penut butter and pickle mayonaise sandwhiches.
They are quite amazing.
(:
Fallout. Falling. Out of reality. Into another dimension. Of people and colours and scents only you would understand.
that’s what happens when you don’t put the guard rail up on the bunk…think about it :)
“Christ!” he screamed, jumping into the bed of the truck as the next bomb hit.
“It’s the fallout!” Sophie shouted from the treehouse, pulling a leaf of newsletter over her head. Another branch hit the pavement and snapped. “Get down!”
“Roger,” their mother yelled, making them both jump as she appeared on the porch. “Did you say what I think you did?”
I can’t believe people suggested nuking the blown oil well in the Gulf in order to seal it, pretty stupid idea if you ask me. I mean, think about the fallout…
there is a band named fallout boy. i dont really like them. i had a fallout with a very close friend a few years back and i still hate her. she’s a bitch. she broke my nose.
Fallout 3- That was the first thing that came to my mind when I saw the word… such an awesome game. Takes place in post-apocolyptic DC. The ma
fallout. fallout of bed. fallout shelter. do they still have those. fallout of love with someone. i will always love you. fallout. even if we have a falling out
the aftermath of something such as an atomic bomb, or bringing home a boyfriend to meet your parents who think you should still be in diapers.
You and I had a fallout. We swore to never talk to each other again. I don’t think I can do this anymore. I love you. I miss you. I want you to love and miss me, too. And the worst things is, I don’t even remember what we were fighting for.
She had lost another tooth today, one of the front ones….miles away she could see the awful green fog encroaching, slowly, so slowly. she loaded her
i fall out of bed
i trip and i stumble
i listen to the fall out of last nights mistakes
it crowds my ears and no one can hear
anything but the
screams
“You think this is easy?” said my mother, her pierced eyes focused on those of my older sister. “Do you think I like waking up every morning with four kids and no job? I’m sorry your witch of a mother is making you do the laundry. Really, I weep.”
A storm of stomps follow my sister up the stairs. My mom slumps in her slouched armchair.
I throw our clothes and some detergent into the staunch white machine and punch start.
This is me, always caught in the crossfire; always bathed in the fallout.