go is sonething about movement and is just something you do but one word how much can you say with one word? what can you do with one word? Love<3
Sam
The fragrant mist of the morning dew lulls me into a state of utmost relaxation. I reach over with one hand and pluck a blade of grass out of the wet ground, the movement brings me back to Earth, back to life, back to wishing to be back in my own, wonderful little world that I was in mere seconds ago.
Lera
I walk along the corridor, gun in hand. I’m ready to go face to face with what ever I encounter. But…what is that smell? It’s not the sour stench I’m used to..it’s a sweeter smelling fragrance. Has the corporation developed a new creature that gives off such a sweet smell? The fragrance reaches my nose and I can’t help but wonder if this is all just a dream…
Fragrance. The soft smell of love. The way I can still smell him on my jacket. How he kisses my neck and tells me my hair smells good. I love you, chris ♥
Caitlyn
My smell is called alien. I stole that smell from my friend Abby. I know that it was wrong. But it smelled so delicious, like a rich person. Made me feel rich.
I have always loved fresh, innocent fragrance of garden flowers. Sweet peas, pinks, roses, crocus and hyacinths are lovely. Those gaudy supermarket bouquets in brittle pink cellophane seem sterile beside them.
mollygolver
The Rattle Trap is the best possible lure you can have in your tackle box for Florida fishing. If I could only have one bait in my box, it would be a Rattle trap.
Roger
The fragrance of snow lingers in my heart as I wash the day away. Frolicking in the cloudy abiss, memories which cannot be washed away. The joy, the simple fragrance of joy, winter’s joy should last forever.
Tereasa
The fragrance of roses mingled with the scent of the popcorn. They didn’t go together, yet both were favorites of hers, along with cilantro and bergamot. Put them all together, though, and they would stink. Much like her life with school, and work, and old parents and young children did.
Kathy
The lavender wafted up to her nostrils and she took a deep breath savouring the fragrance. It reminded her not only of spring but of her grandmother’s warm embrace as she tucked her into bed as a child. Comforting.
It smells so good..the fragrace of a rose that smells so sweet to me. The smell makes me miss home the beautiful gardens inside my home. What a lovely spring that makes me miss it more to see it all bloom and makes me want to smell more and more and more. Fragrace so colorfully seen inside me makes me happy and dance and think about romance.
Ashleigh
This fragrance that I smell is fantastic. I smell it everytime I see you, think of you, hear your voice, listen to your laugh. It’s the fragrance of love. At least, love as I know it. If love smelled like tobacco. I think I smell tobacco when I think of you.
Sharla
The fragrance wafted throughout the room, slowly seeping into everyone’s nasal passages. Heads turned, noses sniffed, and voices rose. What could that wonderful smell be? Hmmm….I wonder.
We waded in the shallows among hemlock, deadly friend. Kissing daises tenderly, frightening fishes, opening up arms to a prairie sky. White, cotton night gowns soaked through to the veins, to the tendons, clinging to bone, sucking them dry of marrow. Hollow cheeks and bright, green mermaid faces. Beautiful and horrifying. Light us candles and guide us back to the grasses. Back to the warm fire. Welcome us again home.
Smell good! Haha:) I love my perfume… I love men’s perfume so much because its sexy
monica s
i love the smell of perfume not very strong ones the ones that make you go umph. i also love air refreshers the ones that make the house smell warm and clean. i don’t like it when scents are loud. i get a headache. i like even the smell of flowers. some smell good enough to eat. good scents make me feel warm and beautiful
lola alexander
It started to smell. It was expanding in the air like a poison and we all needed to escape. It was not a sweet fragrance or perfume, like one would smell near a beautiful woman, but a stench that seeped the room like an unknown cancer. The only thing I could think about was escaping the it before it took me and dragged me down into the abyss of the high. All I wanted was to leave the room full of druggies who forced me into their little game. I did not want to get high, I wanted out.
The sweet fragrance of perfume… I don’t know why I bother. No one is impressed, no matter what I do to impress them.
liz
Sweet, sweet fragrance of the daffodil filled the air as I entered the room. It was hypnotizing; I could fall asleep in a moment and drown in a sweet dream, hoping to never wake up.
Like perfume? Or smelly soaps, I suppose too. I don’t really like fragrance, especially very strong smelly fragrance. It’s kind of annoying to have someone walk in the room and there is just a stench from some perfume that they think makes they smell good.
The beautiful sweet smell of perfume, that is worn by woman of all ages. Be sure your fragrance tells a lot about you when you put it on. Are you sweet? Sour? IImaginative? Choose the correct one for you!
laura
I gave it all up a year ago today. Looking back now I can see the errors of my ways, I can see how I thought I no longer needed her. But I do. I miss her smile. I miss the way fragrance. I miss who I was when I was with her.
fragrance, beautiful smells that can evoke memories of times gone by, lilly, rose, iris, honeysuckle,scents that delight the olifactory nerves restimulating past connections
Debbie k
i smell things in the air. trees, grass, leaves, boys. they remind me of past events. they make me look forward to future ones. that reminds me, i must refill on my perfume bottle so i can spark as much emotion in others as they spark in me. neck, hands, ears, knees. i want it all. i want to smell you, breath you into my heart, and never exhale you. i want you part of my blood stream, my mind, my body. until the day i die, until the day i perish.
marissa
i sell fragrance at work, i stand in the fragreance section alot,. sometimes for like 5 hours i was going to buy my mum a fragrance of clavin klein beauty. and my favourite fragrenace at them moment it that one. thw fragreance im wearing right now is kylie monoge i like it alot
emmmer
smell spray taste delicious part of the people’s sence ability to see world with nose
Julie
It smells it reeks, but don’t let it fool you some chemist or other spend our and good money putting it together and sometimes a little miracle is born, which is called perfume
T
The fragrance of the daisies he got me for my birthday were beautiful. It really made me feel special, and that’s exactly what I need that warm June day. I’m a triplet, the quietest and most forgotten of the bunch. Yes my beauty did mesmerize some people temporarily. But only temporary. They would always expect that a young beautiful girl like me would want to be an actress or singer. But no, I had other plans in mind. I want to be writer. I love finding things that people would never think to be interesting and trying to make it as much fun to read and learn about as possible. I’ve been practicing lately with writing long articles on terrorist attacks against the United States. Not quite where I want it yet, but somewhat close.
fragrance. the floral or bitter smell of perfumes. Coco Chanel. Should I have one fragrance or many fragrances? beautiful, elegant, love fragrances…
Belle
His fragrance wrapped around me like a familiar sweater. He’d been gone for a few weeks and his scent had long since faded from the second pillow on my bed. I closed my eyes and breathed him deeply into my soul. I was so happy he was home again.
I didn’t even have to glance up from my newspaper. The moment she walked into the room, my nostrils tingled with the sweet fragrance of her hot blood. I would never forget that sugary scent, that hovered around me as I lay helpless, watching as she murdered my family. She should have killed me that night, instead of leaving me for dead. She would have no idea I was coming for her, no idea that a fanged friend would heal me and give me eternal life. For an eternity that fragrance of bitter sweet death taunted my memory. Running my tongue across my fangs, I smiled. Tonight, I would forget this werewolfs scent forever.
the smell of the guy that walks past me every morning. He smells like he worked out all morning and didnt want to take a shower so he sprayed himself with cologne that he most likely got from Hollister. I hate Hollister but it smells fantastic on him.
sshayy
fragrance. Eww… oddly enough. when I so desire to have an odor invade my nostrils I’ll very well put myself nearer to the source. something fragrant makes unwarranted advances on my olfactories.
You could just smell it on him. His fear. He had never come anywhere close to as frightened as he had been. It wasn’t hard for me to tell that he had just gone through the worst possible thing a thirteen year old boy could go through. I watched as his father simply waved at him, a devilish grin on his face, as he drove away and left his son at the school.
Thorn smirked as the girl beside her vomited from the stench of death. Thade patted her on the back and held her hair from her face like a gentleman, all the while smiling sadly. “You get used to it.” He said softly, glancing around at the corpses that had piled up behind the now opened door. “….eventually.”
I remember yours from the best day of my life, fragrance.
Paolo
It’s your fragrance that’s soaked in my thoughts. Your scent the only one that has intoxicated me. You and your delicious fragrance, that’s what makes me hate that I love you. It’s that I won’t find it in anyone else’s arms.
go is sonething about movement and is just something you do but one word how much can you say with one word? what can you do with one word? Love<3
The fragrant mist of the morning dew lulls me into a state of utmost relaxation. I reach over with one hand and pluck a blade of grass out of the wet ground, the movement brings me back to Earth, back to life, back to wishing to be back in my own, wonderful little world that I was in mere seconds ago.
I walk along the corridor, gun in hand. I’m ready to go face to face with what ever I encounter. But…what is that smell? It’s not the sour stench I’m used to..it’s a sweeter smelling fragrance. Has the corporation developed a new creature that gives off such a sweet smell? The fragrance reaches my nose and I can’t help but wonder if this is all just a dream…
Fragrance. The soft smell of love. The way I can still smell him on my jacket. How he kisses my neck and tells me my hair smells good. I love you, chris ♥
My smell is called alien. I stole that smell from my friend Abby. I know that it was wrong. But it smelled so delicious, like a rich person. Made me feel rich.
hhhhhhiiiooopppooooo
Fragrance rhymes with vagrants and many vagrants are not so fragrant.
I have always loved fresh, innocent fragrance of garden flowers. Sweet peas, pinks, roses, crocus and hyacinths are lovely. Those gaudy supermarket bouquets in brittle pink cellophane seem sterile beside them.
The Rattle Trap is the best possible lure you can have in your tackle box for Florida fishing. If I could only have one bait in my box, it would be a Rattle trap.
The fragrance of snow lingers in my heart as I wash the day away. Frolicking in the cloudy abiss, memories which cannot be washed away. The joy, the simple fragrance of joy, winter’s joy should last forever.
The fragrance of roses mingled with the scent of the popcorn. They didn’t go together, yet both were favorites of hers, along with cilantro and bergamot. Put them all together, though, and they would stink. Much like her life with school, and work, and old parents and young children did.
The lavender wafted up to her nostrils and she took a deep breath savouring the fragrance. It reminded her not only of spring but of her grandmother’s warm embrace as she tucked her into bed as a child. Comforting.
It smells so good..the fragrace of a rose that smells so sweet to me. The smell makes me miss home the beautiful gardens inside my home. What a lovely spring that makes me miss it more to see it all bloom and makes me want to smell more and more and more. Fragrace so colorfully seen inside me makes me happy and dance and think about romance.
This fragrance that I smell is fantastic. I smell it everytime I see you, think of you, hear your voice, listen to your laugh. It’s the fragrance of love. At least, love as I know it. If love smelled like tobacco. I think I smell tobacco when I think of you.
The fragrance wafted throughout the room, slowly seeping into everyone’s nasal passages. Heads turned, noses sniffed, and voices rose. What could that wonderful smell be? Hmmm….I wonder.
We waded in the shallows among hemlock, deadly friend. Kissing daises tenderly, frightening fishes, opening up arms to a prairie sky. White, cotton night gowns soaked through to the veins, to the tendons, clinging to bone, sucking them dry of marrow. Hollow cheeks and bright, green mermaid faces. Beautiful and horrifying. Light us candles and guide us back to the grasses. Back to the warm fire. Welcome us again home.
Smell good! Haha:) I love my perfume… I love men’s perfume so much because its sexy
i love the smell of perfume not very strong ones the ones that make you go umph. i also love air refreshers the ones that make the house smell warm and clean. i don’t like it when scents are loud. i get a headache. i like even the smell of flowers. some smell good enough to eat. good scents make me feel warm and beautiful
It started to smell. It was expanding in the air like a poison and we all needed to escape. It was not a sweet fragrance or perfume, like one would smell near a beautiful woman, but a stench that seeped the room like an unknown cancer. The only thing I could think about was escaping the it before it took me and dragged me down into the abyss of the high. All I wanted was to leave the room full of druggies who forced me into their little game. I did not want to get high, I wanted out.
Stay above the influence.
The sweet fragrance of perfume… I don’t know why I bother. No one is impressed, no matter what I do to impress them.
Sweet, sweet fragrance of the daffodil filled the air as I entered the room. It was hypnotizing; I could fall asleep in a moment and drown in a sweet dream, hoping to never wake up.
Like perfume? Or smelly soaps, I suppose too. I don’t really like fragrance, especially very strong smelly fragrance. It’s kind of annoying to have someone walk in the room and there is just a stench from some perfume that they think makes they smell good.
The beautiful sweet smell of perfume, that is worn by woman of all ages. Be sure your fragrance tells a lot about you when you put it on. Are you sweet? Sour? IImaginative? Choose the correct one for you!
I gave it all up a year ago today. Looking back now I can see the errors of my ways, I can see how I thought I no longer needed her. But I do. I miss her smile. I miss the way fragrance. I miss who I was when I was with her.
fragrance, beautiful smells that can evoke memories of times gone by, lilly, rose, iris, honeysuckle,scents that delight the olifactory nerves restimulating past connections
i smell things in the air. trees, grass, leaves, boys. they remind me of past events. they make me look forward to future ones. that reminds me, i must refill on my perfume bottle so i can spark as much emotion in others as they spark in me. neck, hands, ears, knees. i want it all. i want to smell you, breath you into my heart, and never exhale you. i want you part of my blood stream, my mind, my body. until the day i die, until the day i perish.
i sell fragrance at work, i stand in the fragreance section alot,. sometimes for like 5 hours i was going to buy my mum a fragrance of clavin klein beauty. and my favourite fragrenace at them moment it that one. thw fragreance im wearing right now is kylie monoge i like it alot
smell spray taste delicious part of the people’s sence ability to see world with nose
It smells it reeks, but don’t let it fool you some chemist or other spend our and good money putting it together and sometimes a little miracle is born, which is called perfume
The fragrance of the daisies he got me for my birthday were beautiful. It really made me feel special, and that’s exactly what I need that warm June day. I’m a triplet, the quietest and most forgotten of the bunch. Yes my beauty did mesmerize some people temporarily. But only temporary. They would always expect that a young beautiful girl like me would want to be an actress or singer. But no, I had other plans in mind. I want to be writer. I love finding things that people would never think to be interesting and trying to make it as much fun to read and learn about as possible. I’ve been practicing lately with writing long articles on terrorist attacks against the United States. Not quite where I want it yet, but somewhat close.
fragrance. the floral or bitter smell of perfumes. Coco Chanel. Should I have one fragrance or many fragrances? beautiful, elegant, love fragrances…
His fragrance wrapped around me like a familiar sweater. He’d been gone for a few weeks and his scent had long since faded from the second pillow on my bed. I closed my eyes and breathed him deeply into my soul. I was so happy he was home again.
I didn’t even have to glance up from my newspaper. The moment she walked into the room, my nostrils tingled with the sweet fragrance of her hot blood. I would never forget that sugary scent, that hovered around me as I lay helpless, watching as she murdered my family. She should have killed me that night, instead of leaving me for dead. She would have no idea I was coming for her, no idea that a fanged friend would heal me and give me eternal life. For an eternity that fragrance of bitter sweet death taunted my memory. Running my tongue across my fangs, I smiled. Tonight, I would forget this werewolfs scent forever.
the smell of the guy that walks past me every morning. He smells like he worked out all morning and didnt want to take a shower so he sprayed himself with cologne that he most likely got from Hollister. I hate Hollister but it smells fantastic on him.
fragrance. Eww… oddly enough. when I so desire to have an odor invade my nostrils I’ll very well put myself nearer to the source. something fragrant makes unwarranted advances on my olfactories.
You could just smell it on him. His fear. He had never come anywhere close to as frightened as he had been. It wasn’t hard for me to tell that he had just gone through the worst possible thing a thirteen year old boy could go through. I watched as his father simply waved at him, a devilish grin on his face, as he drove away and left his son at the school.
Thorn smirked as the girl beside her vomited from the stench of death. Thade patted her on the back and held her hair from her face like a gentleman, all the while smiling sadly. “You get used to it.” He said softly, glancing around at the corpses that had piled up behind the now opened door. “….eventually.”
I remember yours from the best day of my life, fragrance.
It’s your fragrance that’s soaked in my thoughts. Your scent the only one that has intoxicated me. You and your delicious fragrance, that’s what makes me hate that I love you. It’s that I won’t find it in anyone else’s arms.
As Eve left the garden, she paused and breathed in, once, so she wouldn’t forget what innocence smelled like.