It sinks deep within the skin and past the bone. It goes deeper inside of you until something ethereal cracks. A mystical balance inside of your soul has snapped and has left you broken. You have to struggle to get back up,
Chloe
fractures are so difficult i mean math really just doesn’t make sense it’s like looking at chinese or korean or some other asian language in pictures it makes no sense at all why fractures are just numbers above and below a line kind of like people split into the unknown only divided into ourselves and like-minded numbers or people
allison
The small dimples in the ice became fractures where she was standing, and I offered her my hand to reassure her she was safe with me, She declined ,and drown. And I learned a valuable lesson that day about woman and ice.
RemyCarreiro
The way a human being fractures into all these shattered pieces is amazing. It’s watching a mirror crashing down around you to see an identity crush itself to dust.
They hurt. sometimes people get them from falling off things. I got one by jumping on a tramp at a trampolining lesson. It was my first jump and I went too hard. I fell and rolled my ankle and kept jumping – that’s what made it worse.
Caitlyn
I look at the cracks in the sidewalk as I walk. They’re little fractures in the bigger picture of the city. I wonder if each has a story behind it or if all they are are miniature gorges, waiting to open up and swallow us whole.
His bone fractures. Stiles looks at Scott. He’s concerned. But he sees it heal so quickly. Sometimes he forgets… remembers back to the old days when broken bones meant hospitals. Not just a few seconds of pain. God how Stiles misses years ago when they were 10 year old losers that liked to play pokemon cards and climb trees.
D
i fractured my arm once when i was 8. It was the middle of football season and whenever i was asked about my arm, i told my teammates that it was not broken, but just fractured. I ended up playing line all that season, as i could no longer catch a ball or tackle effectively.
CJ COx
The kajfoijr screamed in pain, it’s shoulder ripped from the socket as it freed itself from under the boulder. It’s leg’s were badly injured and as the creature limped, a lone arrow flew through the air and pierced it’s heart. The chase was finished and the hunters cheered and reveled in their victory, not knowing what manner of life it was they had ended.
Briaunna
She never thought this is how it would end. The agonizingly loud screams signaled her death, and only she would know how it ended- her fractured rib slowly puncturing her heart.
When something breaks fully or splinters, when in reference to bone it doesn’t break entirely.
betty
I walked the plank, rain pouring on me and the wind beating my hair wildly. My fractured ankle seared with pain as I stepped forward, the pirate buccaneer’s scabbard at my back. My clothes were soaked as I jumped from the ship and into the treacherous busim of the uncaring sea and swam hopelessly to the arms of palm trees on a beach I might never reach…
Briaunna
Fractures = Pain
I hate pain and pain loves me.
My heart never got fractured but broken in 2 pieces.
Fractures arent sprinted but fractured.
Fractures hurt really bad.
Its not broken nor spirited but fractured.
I never got fractured a bone in my body. But i did break a bone.
Nora
ouch. pain i guess that kind of hurts. but then again, its kind of like the start of something new. of a different beginning. you have to be careful with it at first but once youre past that tentative stage then hell, everything is at your very whim and i know that this isnt making a lot of sense but thats what i think of. pain. paint at fist. but then recovery. and with that comes freedom and reality that anything is possible. joy.
Rachel Barrales
I’ve never had a fracture before actually. Bone fractures, that is. A break. A pass. I think that a bone fracture is kind of important, maybe your body wants to reform or something, who knows. Life is a just a mystery.
Jojo M
We’re filled with them. They start out as tiny cracks – a rude name, a mean comment – and most of them stay that way. But some of them don’t. Some grow until they’re threatening to consume us. And then it’s up to us, brick by brick, to fix the foundation.
Carson
The glass shattered between my fingers. Never again would I be able to see the happy faces staring at me. Good. I didn’t want them staring at me anymore. Memories gone, passed by in a fleeting moment. They didn’t mean anything anymore.
airyn
why am i doing this word again. i feel as though I’ve seen it before. my heart fractures when i see this. pls change it. ~
They can really hurt, fractures. Not just the literal kind. A fractured relationship hurts the most, I think. It never really heals. It isn’t an event you can forget easily. like falling off a bike or tripping up the stairs.
Sydney
i think that they start everyone off with this word. it’s interesting though because something so simple can be so evocative. i wonder what will come next, who knows. i don’t. it’s broken and it’s beautiful and at the end of the day we can’t do anything to fix it except stand back and watch it burn.
Moriah
those fractures in my heart are always there. no matter what i do with my time, they will be with me. i have done a lot in my life to deserve these fractures. i actually see them as karma repaying a visit for all of the shit i have cause other people. people don’t realize how much of an impact they have on other people
Katie
oh, how perfect, oh, how timely. cracks in my heart-sidewalk. line breaks in his. I am sorry darling I didn’t mean to hurt you. Darling can’t you see that you have placed before me an impossible choice? That I love you less because you’ve done so. That I can see that you love me less, for placing me in the position where you felt so scared that you turned from the corner you had faced into and you bit me, and blood ran, and you demanded that I make a choice. And now I am asked to lose a dream or to lose more blood. This is or is not the way of it. Either way we are fractured.
L.V.Newc
We look on as the land begins to part. It fractures down the middle, leaving a dark, possibly fiery abyss between sides, as though hell itself has opened up. I silently grab for your hand, fumbling around until my fingers find yours. I squeeze it tight, and wait, as the earth begins to shake.
Stuart McDonald
Fractures, are mainly bones, that are not broken, but that have a serious injured, and need a cast as well, people have these because of a physical movement or act they have done, and it caused it this injury, such as playing sports, running, or just tripping.
Fragmentarisiert?
Da schwirren mit gleich viele Buzzwords der 90er Jahre durch den Kopf:
Körper ohne Organe, Theorie des Umherschweifens …
Ich habe mal in der Punk-Gruppe “Mythen in Tüten” improvisiert:
ich habe keinen Körper
Ich habe keine Beine
ich habe keinen Mund
Ich habe keine Sprache
…
Ich habe kein Wort
… Ja, ja, das waren noch Zeiten :-)
Fractures is this daunting idea. It’s this pivotal moment where the doctor devastates you with this news that something has been “fractured.” It is the epicenter of heartbreak, especially during adolescence. However, it is the only melancholy aspect of the fracture process. Once one accepts the news, healing can begin to take place. It’s absolutely fascinating at the pace the human body can repair itself.
Kate
i once fracured the upper part of my arm. it was from falling off the jumpoline. i remember having so much fun, and then flying backward. i knew i was going to hit the ground hard, so my reflexes kicked in, and i reached out my arm to stop. but it was too late, and i landed on it instead.
fractures. they are the little cracks in you bones, the ones that you get from falling off the slide when you are still a little adventurous child, and its also what you get from tripping. But as all things do, they heal, and all is well again.
lynn
Fractures are injuries.at least that’s what I think of. Fractured ribs..fractured bones. They seem painful. I wouldn’t know because I’ve never fractured anything before in my life. Maybe someday I will….
it hurts owie!, ouch! broken, pain why me?, doctors!,
rich
are less than a perfect picture.cracked, curved or horribly disengaged impairments of parallysizing fear and shock. keep warm.
Deb
I got fractured in the war. it was dark and cold and they were coming for me. I was running and running and all of the sudden I fell. The rest is all a blur. Rachel was the only thing on my mind.
cheyy_b
emergency, broken, hurts, pain, what the hell, bones,
rich
Tiny little cracks all across the landscape. Is this what the surface of my heart looks like, now that you are gone? Every day that I don’t hear from you, I break a little more. Fractures all over my being.
i have never broken any bones.
but i feel like there are tiny breaks all over my ribs.
my heart is too big to be contained there.
besides it’s grown wing in hopes of setting yours free too.
breaking into pieces. pain both physical and mental. the earth shattering, the sound of broken glass, the crushing blow of a car crash. these are the ways I imagine fracturing, also broken hearts and bones. the world is fracturing.
Al Reynoso
Fractures are a real pain in the butt! I had a fractured little toe bone once when I was 17! Boy, did it hurt! I am not so good with pain. The interesting part was that it had to have a foot cast and all my friends signed their name. What fun that was! But it was very painful yet and it got old. I had to wear the cast for 2 months! Ugh!
It sinks deep within the skin and past the bone. It goes deeper inside of you until something ethereal cracks. A mystical balance inside of your soul has snapped and has left you broken. You have to struggle to get back up,
fractures are so difficult i mean math really just doesn’t make sense it’s like looking at chinese or korean or some other asian language in pictures it makes no sense at all why fractures are just numbers above and below a line kind of like people split into the unknown only divided into ourselves and like-minded numbers or people
The small dimples in the ice became fractures where she was standing, and I offered her my hand to reassure her she was safe with me, She declined ,and drown. And I learned a valuable lesson that day about woman and ice.
The way a human being fractures into all these shattered pieces is amazing. It’s watching a mirror crashing down around you to see an identity crush itself to dust.
They hurt. sometimes people get them from falling off things. I got one by jumping on a tramp at a trampolining lesson. It was my first jump and I went too hard. I fell and rolled my ankle and kept jumping – that’s what made it worse.
I look at the cracks in the sidewalk as I walk. They’re little fractures in the bigger picture of the city. I wonder if each has a story behind it or if all they are are miniature gorges, waiting to open up and swallow us whole.
His bone fractures. Stiles looks at Scott. He’s concerned. But he sees it heal so quickly. Sometimes he forgets… remembers back to the old days when broken bones meant hospitals. Not just a few seconds of pain. God how Stiles misses years ago when they were 10 year old losers that liked to play pokemon cards and climb trees.
i fractured my arm once when i was 8. It was the middle of football season and whenever i was asked about my arm, i told my teammates that it was not broken, but just fractured. I ended up playing line all that season, as i could no longer catch a ball or tackle effectively.
The kajfoijr screamed in pain, it’s shoulder ripped from the socket as it freed itself from under the boulder. It’s leg’s were badly injured and as the creature limped, a lone arrow flew through the air and pierced it’s heart. The chase was finished and the hunters cheered and reveled in their victory, not knowing what manner of life it was they had ended.
She never thought this is how it would end. The agonizingly loud screams signaled her death, and only she would know how it ended- her fractured rib slowly puncturing her heart.
When something breaks fully or splinters, when in reference to bone it doesn’t break entirely.
I walked the plank, rain pouring on me and the wind beating my hair wildly. My fractured ankle seared with pain as I stepped forward, the pirate buccaneer’s scabbard at my back. My clothes were soaked as I jumped from the ship and into the treacherous busim of the uncaring sea and swam hopelessly to the arms of palm trees on a beach I might never reach…
Fractures = Pain
I hate pain and pain loves me.
My heart never got fractured but broken in 2 pieces.
Fractures arent sprinted but fractured.
Fractures hurt really bad.
Its not broken nor spirited but fractured.
I never got fractured a bone in my body. But i did break a bone.
ouch. pain i guess that kind of hurts. but then again, its kind of like the start of something new. of a different beginning. you have to be careful with it at first but once youre past that tentative stage then hell, everything is at your very whim and i know that this isnt making a lot of sense but thats what i think of. pain. paint at fist. but then recovery. and with that comes freedom and reality that anything is possible. joy.
I’ve never had a fracture before actually. Bone fractures, that is. A break. A pass. I think that a bone fracture is kind of important, maybe your body wants to reform or something, who knows. Life is a just a mystery.
We’re filled with them. They start out as tiny cracks – a rude name, a mean comment – and most of them stay that way. But some of them don’t. Some grow until they’re threatening to consume us. And then it’s up to us, brick by brick, to fix the foundation.
The glass shattered between my fingers. Never again would I be able to see the happy faces staring at me. Good. I didn’t want them staring at me anymore. Memories gone, passed by in a fleeting moment. They didn’t mean anything anymore.
why am i doing this word again. i feel as though I’ve seen it before. my heart fractures when i see this. pls change it. ~
They can really hurt, fractures. Not just the literal kind. A fractured relationship hurts the most, I think. It never really heals. It isn’t an event you can forget easily. like falling off a bike or tripping up the stairs.
i think that they start everyone off with this word. it’s interesting though because something so simple can be so evocative. i wonder what will come next, who knows. i don’t. it’s broken and it’s beautiful and at the end of the day we can’t do anything to fix it except stand back and watch it burn.
those fractures in my heart are always there. no matter what i do with my time, they will be with me. i have done a lot in my life to deserve these fractures. i actually see them as karma repaying a visit for all of the shit i have cause other people. people don’t realize how much of an impact they have on other people
oh, how perfect, oh, how timely. cracks in my heart-sidewalk. line breaks in his. I am sorry darling I didn’t mean to hurt you. Darling can’t you see that you have placed before me an impossible choice? That I love you less because you’ve done so. That I can see that you love me less, for placing me in the position where you felt so scared that you turned from the corner you had faced into and you bit me, and blood ran, and you demanded that I make a choice. And now I am asked to lose a dream or to lose more blood. This is or is not the way of it. Either way we are fractured.
We look on as the land begins to part. It fractures down the middle, leaving a dark, possibly fiery abyss between sides, as though hell itself has opened up. I silently grab for your hand, fumbling around until my fingers find yours. I squeeze it tight, and wait, as the earth begins to shake.
Fractures, are mainly bones, that are not broken, but that have a serious injured, and need a cast as well, people have these because of a physical movement or act they have done, and it caused it this injury, such as playing sports, running, or just tripping.
Fragmentarisiert?
Da schwirren mit gleich viele Buzzwords der 90er Jahre durch den Kopf:
Körper ohne Organe, Theorie des Umherschweifens …
Ich habe mal in der Punk-Gruppe “Mythen in Tüten” improvisiert:
ich habe keinen Körper
Ich habe keine Beine
ich habe keinen Mund
Ich habe keine Sprache
…
Ich habe kein Wort
… Ja, ja, das waren noch Zeiten :-)
Fractures is this daunting idea. It’s this pivotal moment where the doctor devastates you with this news that something has been “fractured.” It is the epicenter of heartbreak, especially during adolescence. However, it is the only melancholy aspect of the fracture process. Once one accepts the news, healing can begin to take place. It’s absolutely fascinating at the pace the human body can repair itself.
i once fracured the upper part of my arm. it was from falling off the jumpoline. i remember having so much fun, and then flying backward. i knew i was going to hit the ground hard, so my reflexes kicked in, and i reached out my arm to stop. but it was too late, and i landed on it instead.
fractures. so many god damn fractures. look at that break, not even clean. what are we going to do with her? what a bloody mess.
I completely hated that movie with Ryan Gosling and Anthony Hopkins. Snore-fest through and through.
fractures. they are the little cracks in you bones, the ones that you get from falling off the slide when you are still a little adventurous child, and its also what you get from tripping. But as all things do, they heal, and all is well again.
Fractures are injuries.at least that’s what I think of. Fractured ribs..fractured bones. They seem painful. I wouldn’t know because I’ve never fractured anything before in my life. Maybe someday I will….
it hurts owie!, ouch! broken, pain why me?, doctors!,
are less than a perfect picture.cracked, curved or horribly disengaged impairments of parallysizing fear and shock. keep warm.
I got fractured in the war. it was dark and cold and they were coming for me. I was running and running and all of the sudden I fell. The rest is all a blur. Rachel was the only thing on my mind.
emergency, broken, hurts, pain, what the hell, bones,
Tiny little cracks all across the landscape. Is this what the surface of my heart looks like, now that you are gone? Every day that I don’t hear from you, I break a little more. Fractures all over my being.
i have never broken any bones.
but i feel like there are tiny breaks all over my ribs.
my heart is too big to be contained there.
besides it’s grown wing in hopes of setting yours free too.
breaking into pieces. pain both physical and mental. the earth shattering, the sound of broken glass, the crushing blow of a car crash. these are the ways I imagine fracturing, also broken hearts and bones. the world is fracturing.
Fractures are a real pain in the butt! I had a fractured little toe bone once when I was 17! Boy, did it hurt! I am not so good with pain. The interesting part was that it had to have a foot cast and all my friends signed their name. What fun that was! But it was very painful yet and it got old. I had to wear the cast for 2 months! Ugh!