Grind, grind. Many words come to mind, and not very many pretty onces. The grinding of metal on metal, causing one to sreak and whimper. The dance, coffee, dog food–what an ugly word.
It was a hot day outside and Jenny had to go to work at The Daily Grind. A newspaper that covered unusual news about psychics and mishaps of the supernatural around the city. All Jenny wanted to was sleep, but someone had been murdered, presumably by a werewolf.
Heather
Oh boy, New York is definitely a grinding kind of town. Wheels that grind you every day of every week of every month of every year.
Lara
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Jake
i remember when i was a kid trying to learn to grind on the skateboard we greased up all the corners of street paths, however i still couldn’t land it right i would always fall off, but one day i managed it not only managed it but did it for about 4 metres was so proud of myself and everyone saw it.
Cullaigh
I don’t know what it means :( like grind something, vegetable? fruit? be mad on someone!
So yes! :D
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Quami
my beautiful peugeot black pepper grinder. who would think that peugeot would make pepper grinders?
Karen
The grinding of the machine still haunted my every waking hour. The images of my dear dog, bounding up the metal stairs to great me with a ‘clank…clank’ sound. The horrifying reality of sorrow and terror, as little sparky tripped and fell with clumsy grace into the grinder that caused his death. The sickening sound of dog whimpers and flesh grinding together in a sickening symphony that enticed my horrors.
Nat
I grind my teeth at the thought you ever being with someone else.
you make me insane the way you act,
One day I love you, a next, I want to kill you.
I love you
I hate you.
I miss you
Go away.
brandi
My abilities to skateboard are similar to a fish without water… useless. Not only skateboards grind, but also BMX bikes, roller bladers, and worn parts on a machine.
Michael Newman
I have an axe to grind. I like to grind coffee. The daily grind is one in which i am currently engaged by way of a full load of school work. Grind can be a sexual term as in “bump and grind”. I’m not sure why i feel the need to immediately evaluate a word by definition. It must say something about my mind.
jeanette johnson-boynton
Horny teenagers canoodle one another on the gym floor. The wallflowers watch, in shock, in awe, in pain. Teachers pull their students by the ear out of the school, ashamed of this raunchy behavior. This is the eighth grade social.
Spiro Agnew
it makes me thing about cheese some times the sound of this hurts my ears….. it suckasauruses
alyssa rauton
It was early in the morning and my ankles cracked as my feet reached for the floor. It was their way of yawning.
The grind is what we face from day to day, it’s an embodiment of the way we feel ourselves pushing against the strong disinclination to do something. The grind is how we characterize the lesser parts of life.
when i read grind i think sex and thats about it you know. i see two people on a chair or something. maybe i’ve watched too much porn, i dont know anymore man. i also think like teeth or something since people have a tendency to grind them.
ivonnet
safe grind of the helmet will calm your soul.
Gavri
The day to day grind had finally caused me to throw my hands up. I needed to get out of this situation as fast possible. There was no way I could continue to live like this. The first chance I get I am making an exit, in the grandest of fashions.
I don’t know what to say about this word. I know my heart has been groud to dust many many times, but hey, what can you do but suck it up and go through life? No need to waste time on what’ s been ground or broken, you only have one life, so fucking live it every way you can, and live out everything you want. No holding back.
Wish
I like my coffee to be freshly grinded in the morning… I dont always do it because I dont have much time in the morning. I like to grind coffee beans becaus it smells great. I also enjoy grinding several spices together to add to a recepie.
m
People do too much of this these days. “Hey let’s go to a dance!” Yeah, I would rather not go to a sex club.
Sometimes I grind my teeth at night, and it makes my jaw sore in the morning.
I’m glad i don’t have to grind things to make flour for bread like they used to.
I just hate this word.
ach
The grind on the scale for the school grades is so bad they really need to get a new one. The grind.
the skateboard slips effortlessly across the rail. the wheels are in constant motion as if it were cruising along the street. a sound emanates from the board that mirrors an angel’s nails scraping a heavenly chalkboard.
Jaslyn
He grinded off the rail and back onto the street. He started gaining speed, then he heard the sirens. His first instinct was to freak out.
Grind. What is grind? My mother says it’s an infection of the mind, but I think it’s rather pretty. Grind is the sort of thing that I don’t often get to see, but when I do, my mother snatches it off me and say ‘You’ll never do well with that in your hand’. But she’s wrong. In fact I plan to make a FORTUNE out of grind. If I don’t, well, I’ll move back in with her.
Sophie
A word whose pronunciation echoes its meaning; say it out loud, and you’ll see what I mean. That “I”, the lonely vowel, is literally mashed between the consonants, an abrasive combination that is at once harsh and apt. You’ll never call it a pretty sounding word, but the idea that a word’s sound may reveal its meaning is certainly a beautiful concept.
The troubles of daily life press down upon each of us. Whatever the motivating factor we find meaning and press on. We spend our days dreaming of tomorrow all the while wasting away today. For many if not most it is not the life we dreamed of but rather that which has been thrust on to us.
APL
Nat. Her bed. She on top of me. “Why are you smiling?” she asks, “Nothing, I just really like this. And you look fucking sexy”. She smiles, and continues. Skin on skin. Amazing.
Hi
I expect my coffee grinder to grind my coffee perfectly each morning. In fact, I depend on it. Poorly ground coffee ruins the hot beverage that starts my morning and helps me get through the daily grind of work.
Anne Singleton
I’m going to club tomorrow. i’m epecting there to be a lot of grinding. I don’t actually know how to grind. But somehow I think of Nat when I see that word. I guess we’ve grinded before. But that was in bed. Oh god i love the feeling of her on top of me, moving along with me. Skin on skin. I miss that.
Hi
My dad was using a grinder one day to peel a log for his log furniture (a poor idea to begin with, but what do you do?), when the grinding blade shattered, and subsequently shattered his shin. A week in the hospital, four bolts, two pins and a year later and he walks on it fine. His leg has never really looked the same though.
AL
I watched in horror as the thing in front of me grabbed my dog by both its jaws and ripped it straight in half. The body was dust before it hit the ground, but the bones were still there. I almost threw up as the animal crushed the bones with his foot until he had grind them into dust as well.
Just there, beyond the rocks. A little fox runs across the ravine. As the cold wind blew, the fox shivered and huddled against a crevice. The earth beneath it roared and shook, mashing cliffs and bolders together. The world was mad. And the fox was trapped.
my skin ground against the rough wall, shearing the skin off the edge of it. pain shot up my hand and I creased over protectively
fiona
He took his trusted skateboard and went out. They were waiting as always, black sedan full of shitheads whom he considered friends. Today they were making an attempt to make the longest grind in the world.
The grind. He thought about the word as somebody’s armpit smothered his face, due to the rocking of the train carriage. Was this it? Was this what life was really supposed to be like? Grinding. Everyday, grinding to a halt.
KellyH.
Grinde bilden sich, wenn du dir zum Beispiel das Knie aufgeschürft hast. Zuerst brennt es. Dann lässt der Schmerz nach und das Blut trocknet. Erst ist es noch rot, dann wird es dunkler und am Ende ist es schwarz. Wenn sich die Haut darunter neu gebildet hat, fällt der Grund ab. Aber ich habe es oft nicht so lange ausgehalten und habe mir den Grind vorher abgekratzt. Dann fing es wieder an zu bluten.
Grinding is one of the best forms of winning money at poker. It about not letting people know that you have a better hand than them and then just faking the appropriate expressions to let them know that you are gambling on a draw chance. Once you get it then in the last betting round you can even appear to be really desperate but betting a lot of money, but infact you a looting the other one off the dough.
on the grind is where he found himself most days, toiling under the african sun, thinking of everywhere but where he was. not his choice this dreadful occupation.
Grind, grind. Many words come to mind, and not very many pretty onces. The grinding of metal on metal, causing one to sreak and whimper. The dance, coffee, dog food–what an ugly word.
It was a hot day outside and Jenny had to go to work at The Daily Grind. A newspaper that covered unusual news about psychics and mishaps of the supernatural around the city. All Jenny wanted to was sleep, but someone had been murdered, presumably by a werewolf.
Oh boy, New York is definitely a grinding kind of town. Wheels that grind you every day of every week of every month of every year.
fgvuj
i remember when i was a kid trying to learn to grind on the skateboard we greased up all the corners of street paths, however i still couldn’t land it right i would always fall off, but one day i managed it not only managed it but did it for about 4 metres was so proud of myself and everyone saw it.
I don’t know what it means :( like grind something, vegetable? fruit? be mad on someone!
So yes! :D
Buy
my beautiful peugeot black pepper grinder. who would think that peugeot would make pepper grinders?
The grinding of the machine still haunted my every waking hour. The images of my dear dog, bounding up the metal stairs to great me with a ‘clank…clank’ sound. The horrifying reality of sorrow and terror, as little sparky tripped and fell with clumsy grace into the grinder that caused his death. The sickening sound of dog whimpers and flesh grinding together in a sickening symphony that enticed my horrors.
I grind my teeth at the thought you ever being with someone else.
you make me insane the way you act,
One day I love you, a next, I want to kill you.
I love you
I hate you.
I miss you
Go away.
My abilities to skateboard are similar to a fish without water… useless. Not only skateboards grind, but also BMX bikes, roller bladers, and worn parts on a machine.
I have an axe to grind. I like to grind coffee. The daily grind is one in which i am currently engaged by way of a full load of school work. Grind can be a sexual term as in “bump and grind”. I’m not sure why i feel the need to immediately evaluate a word by definition. It must say something about my mind.
Horny teenagers canoodle one another on the gym floor. The wallflowers watch, in shock, in awe, in pain. Teachers pull their students by the ear out of the school, ashamed of this raunchy behavior. This is the eighth grade social.
it makes me thing about cheese some times the sound of this hurts my ears….. it suckasauruses
It was early in the morning and my ankles cracked as my feet reached for the floor. It was their way of yawning.
The grind is what we face from day to day, it’s an embodiment of the way we feel ourselves pushing against the strong disinclination to do something. The grind is how we characterize the lesser parts of life.
when i read grind i think sex and thats about it you know. i see two people on a chair or something. maybe i’ve watched too much porn, i dont know anymore man. i also think like teeth or something since people have a tendency to grind them.
safe grind of the helmet will calm your soul.
The day to day grind had finally caused me to throw my hands up. I needed to get out of this situation as fast possible. There was no way I could continue to live like this. The first chance I get I am making an exit, in the grandest of fashions.
I don’t know what to say about this word. I know my heart has been groud to dust many many times, but hey, what can you do but suck it up and go through life? No need to waste time on what’ s been ground or broken, you only have one life, so fucking live it every way you can, and live out everything you want. No holding back.
I like my coffee to be freshly grinded in the morning… I dont always do it because I dont have much time in the morning. I like to grind coffee beans becaus it smells great. I also enjoy grinding several spices together to add to a recepie.
People do too much of this these days. “Hey let’s go to a dance!” Yeah, I would rather not go to a sex club.
Sometimes I grind my teeth at night, and it makes my jaw sore in the morning.
I’m glad i don’t have to grind things to make flour for bread like they used to.
I just hate this word.
The grind on the scale for the school grades is so bad they really need to get a new one. The grind.
the skateboard slips effortlessly across the rail. the wheels are in constant motion as if it were cruising along the street. a sound emanates from the board that mirrors an angel’s nails scraping a heavenly chalkboard.
He grinded off the rail and back onto the street. He started gaining speed, then he heard the sirens. His first instinct was to freak out.
Grind. What is grind? My mother says it’s an infection of the mind, but I think it’s rather pretty. Grind is the sort of thing that I don’t often get to see, but when I do, my mother snatches it off me and say ‘You’ll never do well with that in your hand’. But she’s wrong. In fact I plan to make a FORTUNE out of grind. If I don’t, well, I’ll move back in with her.
A word whose pronunciation echoes its meaning; say it out loud, and you’ll see what I mean. That “I”, the lonely vowel, is literally mashed between the consonants, an abrasive combination that is at once harsh and apt. You’ll never call it a pretty sounding word, but the idea that a word’s sound may reveal its meaning is certainly a beautiful concept.
The troubles of daily life press down upon each of us. Whatever the motivating factor we find meaning and press on. We spend our days dreaming of tomorrow all the while wasting away today. For many if not most it is not the life we dreamed of but rather that which has been thrust on to us.
Nat. Her bed. She on top of me. “Why are you smiling?” she asks, “Nothing, I just really like this. And you look fucking sexy”. She smiles, and continues. Skin on skin. Amazing.
I expect my coffee grinder to grind my coffee perfectly each morning. In fact, I depend on it. Poorly ground coffee ruins the hot beverage that starts my morning and helps me get through the daily grind of work.
I’m going to club tomorrow. i’m epecting there to be a lot of grinding. I don’t actually know how to grind. But somehow I think of Nat when I see that word. I guess we’ve grinded before. But that was in bed. Oh god i love the feeling of her on top of me, moving along with me. Skin on skin. I miss that.
My dad was using a grinder one day to peel a log for his log furniture (a poor idea to begin with, but what do you do?), when the grinding blade shattered, and subsequently shattered his shin. A week in the hospital, four bolts, two pins and a year later and he walks on it fine. His leg has never really looked the same though.
I watched in horror as the thing in front of me grabbed my dog by both its jaws and ripped it straight in half. The body was dust before it hit the ground, but the bones were still there. I almost threw up as the animal crushed the bones with his foot until he had grind them into dust as well.
Just there, beyond the rocks. A little fox runs across the ravine. As the cold wind blew, the fox shivered and huddled against a crevice. The earth beneath it roared and shook, mashing cliffs and bolders together. The world was mad. And the fox was trapped.
my skin ground against the rough wall, shearing the skin off the edge of it. pain shot up my hand and I creased over protectively
He took his trusted skateboard and went out. They were waiting as always, black sedan full of shitheads whom he considered friends. Today they were making an attempt to make the longest grind in the world.
The grind. He thought about the word as somebody’s armpit smothered his face, due to the rocking of the train carriage. Was this it? Was this what life was really supposed to be like? Grinding. Everyday, grinding to a halt.
Grinde bilden sich, wenn du dir zum Beispiel das Knie aufgeschürft hast. Zuerst brennt es. Dann lässt der Schmerz nach und das Blut trocknet. Erst ist es noch rot, dann wird es dunkler und am Ende ist es schwarz. Wenn sich die Haut darunter neu gebildet hat, fällt der Grund ab. Aber ich habe es oft nicht so lange ausgehalten und habe mir den Grind vorher abgekratzt. Dann fing es wieder an zu bluten.
Grinding is one of the best forms of winning money at poker. It about not letting people know that you have a better hand than them and then just faking the appropriate expressions to let them know that you are gambling on a draw chance. Once you get it then in the last betting round you can even appear to be really desperate but betting a lot of money, but infact you a looting the other one off the dough.
on the grind is where he found himself most days, toiling under the african sun, thinking of everywhere but where he was. not his choice this dreadful occupation.