reality is a vibe
gravity is a truth
perception is a panel of color
thoughts are mixtures of lines
mreezy
Pulls me not only towards the ground and the earth, but towards others. Einstien once said that gravitation, gravity, is not responisble for people falling in love. But he must be wrong, because I’ve never felt something so strong in my life. I can’t fight it, no matter how hard I try– it’s like trying to swim up a waterfall. The only thing that I can reason it is.. is gravity. And love.
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its so heavy i cant believe some huy discovered it uner an apple tree its so weird i cant beleibve something as simple as an apple was used to discover something so big its o weird omg omg omg omg ogmg wat was the guys name???????
its so weird i can remember his name.
kjkg
so what exactly keeps me down? what really restrains me in life from doing what i want, from going where i please? is it gravity? no, no it’s not gravity. it’s something much more innate. men can defy gravity but they cannot defy themselves.
danaë
pulls me down to the earth beneath my shoes, beneath my knees, beneath my hair as I lay down, exhausted, coughing and sputtering from the high jumps and the stilts and the pole vaults and the jr. high model rockets that can’t slip these bonds, no matter how hard i try.
Ethan
Gravity is the pull towards anything that has enough reason in society. This is actually true. Look at what our society has became. It is a sad existence.
Riley
Gravity is in a physical sense, the force that keeps us from floating, that pulls us towards the ground.
Riley
I fall into the abyss, completely outside of my control. Nothing I can do will defy the laws that I don’t even understand. We all must obey, even if we don’t understand.
sage
it’s something, the only thing actually, that keeps me on earth. other times, my head would be in the clouds because lately, i’ve felt like i’m always on drugs- like on don’t belong on this planet. gravity makes me think different only because i’m obligated. maybe mercury.
kate
Our bodies
In motion
In love
eee
the autumn leaves fell slowly, spinning gently in the air. She reached out and caught one in her hand. she held it too tightly and it crunched slightly around the edges, little flakes of yellow and red falling away from the bright bloody colored thing.
she tossed it back in the air, and watched it spiral wildly in the wind. it began to fall again, and she leapt to catch it in her hands.
she threw it up high, and again it began to fall. she caught it again, threw it again. over and over, she danced through the park, catching the leaf and tossing it into the air.
the wind grew stronger, carried the leaf far from her grasp. it landed silently on a pile of its dead fellows a distance away, and she stared at it.
there was no mistake in the message: gravity was unavoidable.
eli
The universe is made up by rules. My body sticks close to the earth, making heart beat noises in the ground. There surely is a God who made the universe with rules- so that the world would pulse with rhythm, praising His name.
g.
Bending time around my thoughts like the wings of an umbrella. I feel it, they say you can’t, but i feel its heavy breath whisper against my skin saying, ” i am all that has ever held you back.”
Sydney
this reminds of space
and how the whole moon landing was probably just a pick hoax.
it makes me think of the apple falling from the tree, that stupid thing they told us as children… cuz no one ever noticed that when something fell it landed on the ground and didn’t just float off.
shannon
Gravity to me, sucks! I am stuck to the ground while my head is up in the clouds. I wanna dance like an astronaut.
Moe
gravity is the reason my boobs are not what they used to be. it is the reason my feet are literally on the ground. if not for gravity we would be floating through space
erin
9.8 meters per second
chloe
Gravity is the law that holds us back from certain things. the gravity in my life is my family. I am held back from them, and the things that they need to get done.
david Comer
sometimes gravity doesn’t exist.
teresa
ah, that weighty thing that keeps me down. Also keeps me in place and doesn’t let me float off. It’s lovely and it sucks. Or drags. Anyway.
Your gravity pulled me in
You’re a star
Your light
Shines
So brightly
It’s beautiful
And it hurts
I can only wish
That I’ll one day shine like you
I’ll wish on a star
Maybe that star will be you
Please
Help my dream come true
Kurekitsune
gravity makes things go down. i hate gravity. it makes me fall. like the other day when i fell and broke my toe…fucking cat. i forgot who invented gravity. i hope that doesnt make me an idiot. gravity can be a good thing too i guess. if we didnt have gravity i would be lost in space. and that wouldnt be a good thing.
morgan
I really don’t know why I did this.
usually I like it but today I really don’t feel like doing this.
If it weren’t for gravity we’d all be dead or just non-exsistant.
name.
I fall. apples. newton. Holds me down. Holds me safe. makes my face fall. inconvient convenience. Heat rises but the cool is obeying laws of gravity. Planes crash, birds land, I fall out of bed.
Susan
Absence. All is assumed and all does the same. Falling into the ground, into love…fall, collapse, nothing is suspended, we land, paralyzed…nothing can rise, not forever anyways…
Garrett Radant
the stuff that keeps us on this planet and prevents the world from swirling out into deep space. Because of this marvelous thing called gravity I can only jump a few feet off the ground and am able to avoid hitting my head on lamp posts.
Matthew Britt
Gravity, why can’t we, seem to keep it together… Gravity, just wants to bring me downnn….
katie
oh the gravity has given in. the gravity between our hearts is gone. the fell apart. and you say there isn’t anything to do about it.
gionna
gravity’s rainbow. gravity of the situation made it too much too talk about,
Chris G
strange and heavy, pulling down, a john mayer song, a flight that is so grounding to the earth that we can never do but just be, just try to find the soil between our toes. what is gravity if it doesn’t effect the wind, or time, or the birds, niente really. just a word, a science term, meaningless by all means. frankly.
dahlia Chalati
Falling sucks.
Doc
This will kill me, he says. I never know what to think when he acts like this. The gravity hasn’t really sank in yet. How much of this will change, how he stays in denial. Can I grasp anything? With sawdust on my hands and pouring out my mouth, will the handlebars have enough traction? Will I be able to stand the tension? I hate the depth of all these fucking questions, and I hate that I rely on curse words to drive in a point. I love him; the way he looks at me when I stroke his face and lazily, hazily, lackadaisically stare into those veritably, verdantly green eyes.
meth.
I’m falling.
Plunging down into oblivion.
Damn gravity.
Damn it’s pull on my heart and my body.
Damn the rope for breaking.
Damn my one hope for hanging on disappearing.
I’m falling, falling, falling.
Gravity pulling at my feet, head, torso.
The darkness just continues.
I’m tired of falling, I just want to hit the bottom.
I need to find the end.
But the darkness just keeps going and going.
My voice hoarse, I’ve been screaming for so long.
At last, with a thud, I hit bottom.
Now I can brush the dirt off.
Start over.
Just to fall again.
Dawn
pulling me down. it’s an extraordinary force, one of those forces you always read about in school but never tends to actually make any sense. My life often contained periods of gravitational pull, being drug down into dark unfathomable depths.
Pugachev
Your gravity pulls me in and I cannot resist. I can’t help this. I can’t. I want him, and I want him…
I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to choose. My time is up.
meth.
Apple falling onto Newton’s head. Gravity is what keeps everything from floating away into space. I love gravity. It truly is fantastic. What makes it better is when you take out the ‘i’ and ‘t’ it spells gravy which I also love.
Nathan
The depth of my situation pulls me into my seat. I struggle so hard to ignore the gravity of the situation. My feeble procrastination merely claw marks on the wall as I am dragged down into the abyss of my own lazy creation.
Lord Cyril
love. the essence can pull you in. touch you in ways you never thought possible. draw you into the very being of your soul and that of someone else. the passion that flows between you is pulled together, just like the apple is pulled to the ground.
Sky
It weighs on me, the gravity of every situation, just as I myself am weighted by the original. I feel the pull, the strain from who I was, and it sucks me into my past as I grow from it. Escape is succumbing to gravity and falling six feet.
reality is a vibe
gravity is a truth
perception is a panel of color
thoughts are mixtures of lines
Pulls me not only towards the ground and the earth, but towards others. Einstien once said that gravitation, gravity, is not responisble for people falling in love. But he must be wrong, because I’ve never felt something so strong in my life. I can’t fight it, no matter how hard I try– it’s like trying to swim up a waterfall. The only thing that I can reason it is.. is gravity. And love.
its so heavy i cant believe some huy discovered it uner an apple tree its so weird i cant beleibve something as simple as an apple was used to discover something so big its o weird omg omg omg omg ogmg wat was the guys name???????
its so weird i can remember his name.
so what exactly keeps me down? what really restrains me in life from doing what i want, from going where i please? is it gravity? no, no it’s not gravity. it’s something much more innate. men can defy gravity but they cannot defy themselves.
pulls me down to the earth beneath my shoes, beneath my knees, beneath my hair as I lay down, exhausted, coughing and sputtering from the high jumps and the stilts and the pole vaults and the jr. high model rockets that can’t slip these bonds, no matter how hard i try.
Gravity is the pull towards anything that has enough reason in society. This is actually true. Look at what our society has became. It is a sad existence.
Gravity is in a physical sense, the force that keeps us from floating, that pulls us towards the ground.
I fall into the abyss, completely outside of my control. Nothing I can do will defy the laws that I don’t even understand. We all must obey, even if we don’t understand.
it’s something, the only thing actually, that keeps me on earth. other times, my head would be in the clouds because lately, i’ve felt like i’m always on drugs- like on don’t belong on this planet. gravity makes me think different only because i’m obligated. maybe mercury.
Our bodies
In motion
In love
the autumn leaves fell slowly, spinning gently in the air. She reached out and caught one in her hand. she held it too tightly and it crunched slightly around the edges, little flakes of yellow and red falling away from the bright bloody colored thing.
she tossed it back in the air, and watched it spiral wildly in the wind. it began to fall again, and she leapt to catch it in her hands.
she threw it up high, and again it began to fall. she caught it again, threw it again. over and over, she danced through the park, catching the leaf and tossing it into the air.
the wind grew stronger, carried the leaf far from her grasp. it landed silently on a pile of its dead fellows a distance away, and she stared at it.
there was no mistake in the message: gravity was unavoidable.
The universe is made up by rules. My body sticks close to the earth, making heart beat noises in the ground. There surely is a God who made the universe with rules- so that the world would pulse with rhythm, praising His name.
Bending time around my thoughts like the wings of an umbrella. I feel it, they say you can’t, but i feel its heavy breath whisper against my skin saying, ” i am all that has ever held you back.”
this reminds of space
and how the whole moon landing was probably just a pick hoax.
it makes me think of the apple falling from the tree, that stupid thing they told us as children… cuz no one ever noticed that when something fell it landed on the ground and didn’t just float off.
Gravity to me, sucks! I am stuck to the ground while my head is up in the clouds. I wanna dance like an astronaut.
gravity is the reason my boobs are not what they used to be. it is the reason my feet are literally on the ground. if not for gravity we would be floating through space
9.8 meters per second
Gravity is the law that holds us back from certain things. the gravity in my life is my family. I am held back from them, and the things that they need to get done.
sometimes gravity doesn’t exist.
ah, that weighty thing that keeps me down. Also keeps me in place and doesn’t let me float off. It’s lovely and it sucks. Or drags. Anyway.
It’s about movies.
Like in the http://www.moviegravity.com
Your gravity pulled me in
You’re a star
Your light
Shines
So brightly
It’s beautiful
And it hurts
I can only wish
That I’ll one day shine like you
I’ll wish on a star
Maybe that star will be you
Please
Help my dream come true
gravity makes things go down. i hate gravity. it makes me fall. like the other day when i fell and broke my toe…fucking cat. i forgot who invented gravity. i hope that doesnt make me an idiot. gravity can be a good thing too i guess. if we didnt have gravity i would be lost in space. and that wouldnt be a good thing.
I really don’t know why I did this.
usually I like it but today I really don’t feel like doing this.
If it weren’t for gravity we’d all be dead or just non-exsistant.
I fall. apples. newton. Holds me down. Holds me safe. makes my face fall. inconvient convenience. Heat rises but the cool is obeying laws of gravity. Planes crash, birds land, I fall out of bed.
Absence. All is assumed and all does the same. Falling into the ground, into love…fall, collapse, nothing is suspended, we land, paralyzed…nothing can rise, not forever anyways…
the stuff that keeps us on this planet and prevents the world from swirling out into deep space. Because of this marvelous thing called gravity I can only jump a few feet off the ground and am able to avoid hitting my head on lamp posts.
Gravity, why can’t we, seem to keep it together… Gravity, just wants to bring me downnn….
oh the gravity has given in. the gravity between our hearts is gone. the fell apart. and you say there isn’t anything to do about it.
gravity’s rainbow. gravity of the situation made it too much too talk about,
strange and heavy, pulling down, a john mayer song, a flight that is so grounding to the earth that we can never do but just be, just try to find the soil between our toes. what is gravity if it doesn’t effect the wind, or time, or the birds, niente really. just a word, a science term, meaningless by all means. frankly.
Falling sucks.
This will kill me, he says. I never know what to think when he acts like this. The gravity hasn’t really sank in yet. How much of this will change, how he stays in denial. Can I grasp anything? With sawdust on my hands and pouring out my mouth, will the handlebars have enough traction? Will I be able to stand the tension? I hate the depth of all these fucking questions, and I hate that I rely on curse words to drive in a point. I love him; the way he looks at me when I stroke his face and lazily, hazily, lackadaisically stare into those veritably, verdantly green eyes.
I’m falling.
Plunging down into oblivion.
Damn gravity.
Damn it’s pull on my heart and my body.
Damn the rope for breaking.
Damn my one hope for hanging on disappearing.
I’m falling, falling, falling.
Gravity pulling at my feet, head, torso.
The darkness just continues.
I’m tired of falling, I just want to hit the bottom.
I need to find the end.
But the darkness just keeps going and going.
My voice hoarse, I’ve been screaming for so long.
At last, with a thud, I hit bottom.
Now I can brush the dirt off.
Start over.
Just to fall again.
pulling me down. it’s an extraordinary force, one of those forces you always read about in school but never tends to actually make any sense. My life often contained periods of gravitational pull, being drug down into dark unfathomable depths.
Your gravity pulls me in and I cannot resist. I can’t help this. I can’t. I want him, and I want him…
I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to choose. My time is up.
Apple falling onto Newton’s head. Gravity is what keeps everything from floating away into space. I love gravity. It truly is fantastic. What makes it better is when you take out the ‘i’ and ‘t’ it spells gravy which I also love.
The depth of my situation pulls me into my seat. I struggle so hard to ignore the gravity of the situation. My feeble procrastination merely claw marks on the wall as I am dragged down into the abyss of my own lazy creation.
love. the essence can pull you in. touch you in ways you never thought possible. draw you into the very being of your soul and that of someone else. the passion that flows between you is pulled together, just like the apple is pulled to the ground.
It weighs on me, the gravity of every situation, just as I myself am weighted by the original. I feel the pull, the strain from who I was, and it sucks me into my past as I grow from it. Escape is succumbing to gravity and falling six feet.