fold the paper
a fold in time
skin fold
blankets
clothes laundry
chores
Chelsey
i folded his shirts and set them in the botttom of the box. i held back the tears as his familiar scent hit my nose. it ws all my fault i couldnt stop it, i couldnt change my mind in those last moments and now i was here on the floor folding shirts, and memories of what had been.
Alicia Rose
fold the paper in half and write about your truest love. you know these instructions are from a girl so guys, you mind as well and write something to the person you love the most right at this moment.
Jane
I once met a man folding some laundry. I asked the man why he folded the clothing so gently? The man replied “Son, I am very drunk and it is only 12:30 in the afternoon”. I then responded with “You are my hero.”
Brady
I folded my laundry once i got it from the dryer. the dryer was still hot and my ice in my glass was melting quickly. I really didnt like hot drinks so i was encouraged to fold quicker and quicker to the point where i was sonic the laundry folding hedgehog.
Pargat Singh
Folded up dead bodies line the streets of San Francisco. What a lovely afternoon.
Izzy
wrinkle, pass in cards, give in, what you are supposed to do with your clothes,
sue
the washcloth sat on her
knee, folded in three’s
and resting just so
i could see it
cate
there is this guy at work who is a perfectionist. We are pretty sure that when he uses the restroom, he takes the time to fold a perfect origami crane before wiping.
AWY
I fold a peice of paper and it gave me a paper cut. I flinch. I hate paper cuts. They remind me of getting cut with a knife. That’s what happened to that one boy on the news. I hope he’s alright. Although, I doubt it. That’s too bad.
Rachel
There are many places to hide things. People usually tend to waste time looking for the perfect place. A place that, in their minds, is the least place anyone would look. To me the most obvious places are the best to hide things, even in the fold of a napkin.
Fel
clothes. towels. blankets. only seven times in a sheet of paper. creasing, wrinkling, aging. undoable. permanent. oragami. swam. blow up box.
AWY
I fold the laundry every day. Every day, it’s a routine. The same, every day. It’s a habit, a repitition, every day. Every day I wonder if it will always be the same. When is it going to change? Or is it always going to be the same?
Katie
I folded my underwear with the scorpion still inside. I heard its fitful pleas as it was rubbed mercilessly against the skid marks, but I persisted. It’s claws tore a small hole in the weak part where uric acid had dissolved it into a thinner weave. Screaming triumphant vengeance, the scorpion jumped out of the hole it had produced with its claws and then the cat ate it.
Ash
the way you fold speaks volumes about your personality… especially when you dont own an iron.
bee
My boyfriend won an award in grade school for nteaching his class how to fold Oragami it would have been sooo cute to see!
Sam
fold
Jesse
You fold under paper, weak to resistance, but changed by the entire experience. Many people fold many times, just letting themselves be carried by life, and they end up a small crumpled ball. But choose your battles, fold yourself in a neat, new way, and sooner or later you may turn from a plain sheet of paper into that origami crane that symbolizes so much more, so much hope for everyone.
SYDE
I picked up my clothes, a crumpled heap of dirty laundry hidden in the corner. in an attempt to clean up my life i began to fold the laundry, the dirty laundry. a half-hearted attempt. i can pick up the pieces on the outside, but inside i am still a mess.
Julia
Paper, letters, bending it over, smoothing it flat. Damn it’s not aligned. Try again. Fold once, and fold again, fold it in thirds and get it in the envelope. There.
serial bunburyist
She folded the piece of paper. The envelope, kept in her wooden trunk on the top shelf, was the last one from the pack of stationary her friend had given her. Time limits sucked. But this is what she told herself, promised herself that she would do. So she sent her last letter to her best friend with the single sentence: ‘You touched my heart’
SYDE
you have to fold a lot of things in this life lke clothes, towels and sheets…etc…
Yes fold can also describe a stable for horses and wildlife as well.
megan hammond
once upon a time there was a graphics class that had something to do with a fold. you had to watch the fold line, fold the paper, draw it from that perspective, fold it again. remember back when your preschool teacher taught you the different ways to fold thing? hot dog, hamburger. I always try to fold as neat as I can. especially with laundry. but you know what, despite my perfectionistic ways, I cannot bother every time.
sy
Carlos folds under the pressure of moving to the united states. he is a manly man and he can’t handle his wife and daughters becoming more american. He want’s everyone to act as people acted when he
Bridget
He carefully folded the paper until it took the form of a swan. It took alot of practice but he finally mastered the art of origami.
Lady Psychic
Carlos folds under the pressure of moving to the united states. he is a manly man and he can’t handle his wife and daughters becoming more american. He want’s everyone to act as people acted when he
Bridget
i fold the laundry every so quickly. the smell of the gain softner is still lingering within the garments. it reminds me of when my mom used to make me fold clothes. what was once an arduous task is now a pleasantry. it calms my nerves. now back to my paper.
Ashley
the fold of time will swallow us all…
js
fold. poker. clothes. ridge. fold indicates some sort of compliance or submission to a greater force whether it is a fold in a paper caused by a 9 year old or an act of giving up in a game of hold’em. however, it also implies an action towards a greater purpose, whether it is to complete a work of art or make a bigger gamble next round.
stephanie
The gathering of you in my arms, the enfolding warmth of our embrace. This is what I see in my mind’s eye whenever I pause to think about you.
My heart cannot hold it all in.
My mind cannot conceive more than this.
It is all I want.
You, in my arms.
Me, in yours.
Kimberly Menozzi
Fold the paper over. Rip it. Tear it. Shred it. Scribble on it. Burn its ashes. Whatever you do, manipulate it. Because we can’t seem to leave things alone. We can’t seem to let them be. We have to leave our marks on them. It’s about us- not th object. Ruin it. Destroy it. Because it’s easier to destroy something than it is to create it.
Lacey
Inside the folds of the curtains. See? There hides a dragon – there hides a mouse. Under the valley, over the mountain, look! To the left!
Sand folds over my toes and I scream in surprise. It always does that. The valley is dry, without water or food. We are hungry.
We are lost, too, within the folds of an endless curtain.
Ayesha
fold is a good word i like is. it has one vowel and three consonents. :)
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I forgot about him when you came back. New memories with you flowed over the ones of him like burning lava over dead grass. He i still there but my brain has folded him under your weight.
Rhea
paper skin idk i just think that folds of skin are funny. i don’t know what to write so i’m just gunna keep typing till 60 seconds is over lalalalalalalalalalalalalalallalal ok this is lame. so ooooo oooooo ooooo oooooooooo whatsup? mnehhh cjieoamigoheioajrioeajif hahhahhaahahahhaahaha fold fold fold fold fold fold fold fold
Devon
if i really think about it, like to fold things. the only thing i really don’t like folding is clothes. it leaves your hands dry. but i fold paper lots. origami, ya know. i fold my blankets and use them as pillows. for some reason i can’t remember, a girl i knew in high school called me “folder.” we’d say things like “YOU fold.” or “you fold like a manilla envelope.” not sure why.
alexlovesaudio
fold my pants, please. Why won’t you do it yourself? Why should I do it myself? I have you to help me. Don’t you understand the creases’ workings? The folding, the starching, the way they need to bend to properly fit in the drawer?
I don’t understand. You do it.
No, I think you should do it yourself.
Don’t fold. Don’t give up. Be flexible. Fold. Fo*l*d. Foiled… as folded.
'stine
i like to fold my clothes right after they come out of the waching machine. i like the smell of freshly folded laundry and i like it when little kids jump on the bed but they dont ruin the pile of freshly folded laundry. if i could i woud fold laundry all day all the shirts pants and everything. its great
efweth
i fold my clothes a lot. folding is fun. it is the best thing ever. I fold neatly and i don’t make a mess. My mom thought me how to fold when i was a kid and now i’m a pro at it if i must say so myself. All you have to do is get in tune with the clothes your folding, it’s easy.
Deedee
The paper waited for me to fold it, so I did. But then I needed to fold it again, and again, and again. Pretty soon I couldn’t fold anymore even though the paper was asking me to fold it. So I unfolded it and started again, folding at different places this time. Pretty soon the paper started to have fold lines everywhere on it.
fold the paper
a fold in time
skin fold
blankets
clothes laundry
chores
i folded his shirts and set them in the botttom of the box. i held back the tears as his familiar scent hit my nose. it ws all my fault i couldnt stop it, i couldnt change my mind in those last moments and now i was here on the floor folding shirts, and memories of what had been.
fold the paper in half and write about your truest love. you know these instructions are from a girl so guys, you mind as well and write something to the person you love the most right at this moment.
I once met a man folding some laundry. I asked the man why he folded the clothing so gently? The man replied “Son, I am very drunk and it is only 12:30 in the afternoon”. I then responded with “You are my hero.”
I folded my laundry once i got it from the dryer. the dryer was still hot and my ice in my glass was melting quickly. I really didnt like hot drinks so i was encouraged to fold quicker and quicker to the point where i was sonic the laundry folding hedgehog.
Folded up dead bodies line the streets of San Francisco. What a lovely afternoon.
wrinkle, pass in cards, give in, what you are supposed to do with your clothes,
the washcloth sat on her
knee, folded in three’s
and resting just so
i could see it
there is this guy at work who is a perfectionist. We are pretty sure that when he uses the restroom, he takes the time to fold a perfect origami crane before wiping.
I fold a peice of paper and it gave me a paper cut. I flinch. I hate paper cuts. They remind me of getting cut with a knife. That’s what happened to that one boy on the news. I hope he’s alright. Although, I doubt it. That’s too bad.
There are many places to hide things. People usually tend to waste time looking for the perfect place. A place that, in their minds, is the least place anyone would look. To me the most obvious places are the best to hide things, even in the fold of a napkin.
clothes. towels. blankets. only seven times in a sheet of paper. creasing, wrinkling, aging. undoable. permanent. oragami. swam. blow up box.
I fold the laundry every day. Every day, it’s a routine. The same, every day. It’s a habit, a repitition, every day. Every day I wonder if it will always be the same. When is it going to change? Or is it always going to be the same?
I folded my underwear with the scorpion still inside. I heard its fitful pleas as it was rubbed mercilessly against the skid marks, but I persisted. It’s claws tore a small hole in the weak part where uric acid had dissolved it into a thinner weave. Screaming triumphant vengeance, the scorpion jumped out of the hole it had produced with its claws and then the cat ate it.
the way you fold speaks volumes about your personality… especially when you dont own an iron.
My boyfriend won an award in grade school for nteaching his class how to fold Oragami it would have been sooo cute to see!
fold
You fold under paper, weak to resistance, but changed by the entire experience. Many people fold many times, just letting themselves be carried by life, and they end up a small crumpled ball. But choose your battles, fold yourself in a neat, new way, and sooner or later you may turn from a plain sheet of paper into that origami crane that symbolizes so much more, so much hope for everyone.
I picked up my clothes, a crumpled heap of dirty laundry hidden in the corner. in an attempt to clean up my life i began to fold the laundry, the dirty laundry. a half-hearted attempt. i can pick up the pieces on the outside, but inside i am still a mess.
Paper, letters, bending it over, smoothing it flat. Damn it’s not aligned. Try again. Fold once, and fold again, fold it in thirds and get it in the envelope. There.
She folded the piece of paper. The envelope, kept in her wooden trunk on the top shelf, was the last one from the pack of stationary her friend had given her. Time limits sucked. But this is what she told herself, promised herself that she would do. So she sent her last letter to her best friend with the single sentence: ‘You touched my heart’
you have to fold a lot of things in this life lke clothes, towels and sheets…etc…
Yes fold can also describe a stable for horses and wildlife as well.
once upon a time there was a graphics class that had something to do with a fold. you had to watch the fold line, fold the paper, draw it from that perspective, fold it again. remember back when your preschool teacher taught you the different ways to fold thing? hot dog, hamburger. I always try to fold as neat as I can. especially with laundry. but you know what, despite my perfectionistic ways, I cannot bother every time.
Carlos folds under the pressure of moving to the united states. he is a manly man and he can’t handle his wife and daughters becoming more american. He want’s everyone to act as people acted when he
He carefully folded the paper until it took the form of a swan. It took alot of practice but he finally mastered the art of origami.
Carlos folds under the pressure of moving to the united states. he is a manly man and he can’t handle his wife and daughters becoming more american. He want’s everyone to act as people acted when he
i fold the laundry every so quickly. the smell of the gain softner is still lingering within the garments. it reminds me of when my mom used to make me fold clothes. what was once an arduous task is now a pleasantry. it calms my nerves. now back to my paper.
the fold of time will swallow us all…
fold. poker. clothes. ridge. fold indicates some sort of compliance or submission to a greater force whether it is a fold in a paper caused by a 9 year old or an act of giving up in a game of hold’em. however, it also implies an action towards a greater purpose, whether it is to complete a work of art or make a bigger gamble next round.
The gathering of you in my arms, the enfolding warmth of our embrace. This is what I see in my mind’s eye whenever I pause to think about you.
My heart cannot hold it all in.
My mind cannot conceive more than this.
It is all I want.
You, in my arms.
Me, in yours.
Fold the paper over. Rip it. Tear it. Shred it. Scribble on it. Burn its ashes. Whatever you do, manipulate it. Because we can’t seem to leave things alone. We can’t seem to let them be. We have to leave our marks on them. It’s about us- not th object. Ruin it. Destroy it. Because it’s easier to destroy something than it is to create it.
Inside the folds of the curtains. See? There hides a dragon – there hides a mouse. Under the valley, over the mountain, look! To the left!
Sand folds over my toes and I scream in surprise. It always does that. The valley is dry, without water or food. We are hungry.
We are lost, too, within the folds of an endless curtain.
fold is a good word i like is. it has one vowel and three consonents. :)
I forgot about him when you came back. New memories with you flowed over the ones of him like burning lava over dead grass. He i still there but my brain has folded him under your weight.
paper skin idk i just think that folds of skin are funny. i don’t know what to write so i’m just gunna keep typing till 60 seconds is over lalalalalalalalalalalalalalallalal ok this is lame. so ooooo oooooo ooooo oooooooooo whatsup? mnehhh cjieoamigoheioajrioeajif hahhahhaahahahhaahaha fold fold fold fold fold fold fold fold
if i really think about it, like to fold things. the only thing i really don’t like folding is clothes. it leaves your hands dry. but i fold paper lots. origami, ya know. i fold my blankets and use them as pillows. for some reason i can’t remember, a girl i knew in high school called me “folder.” we’d say things like “YOU fold.” or “you fold like a manilla envelope.” not sure why.
fold my pants, please. Why won’t you do it yourself? Why should I do it myself? I have you to help me. Don’t you understand the creases’ workings? The folding, the starching, the way they need to bend to properly fit in the drawer?
I don’t understand. You do it.
No, I think you should do it yourself.
Don’t fold. Don’t give up. Be flexible. Fold. Fo*l*d. Foiled… as folded.
i like to fold my clothes right after they come out of the waching machine. i like the smell of freshly folded laundry and i like it when little kids jump on the bed but they dont ruin the pile of freshly folded laundry. if i could i woud fold laundry all day all the shirts pants and everything. its great
i fold my clothes a lot. folding is fun. it is the best thing ever. I fold neatly and i don’t make a mess. My mom thought me how to fold when i was a kid and now i’m a pro at it if i must say so myself. All you have to do is get in tune with the clothes your folding, it’s easy.
The paper waited for me to fold it, so I did. But then I needed to fold it again, and again, and again. Pretty soon I couldn’t fold anymore even though the paper was asking me to fold it. So I unfolded it and started again, folding at different places this time. Pretty soon the paper started to have fold lines everywhere on it.