He sat on the bus, his headphones acting in much the same way as those orange buds that tradesmen put in their ears when working with heavy machinery. The chatter of his fellow classmates, who were discussing which girl was more likely to put out, based on the size of her ‘boobies’, threatened, much like the angry growl of an industrial sized drill, to permanently harm, perhaps not his hearing, but his intellect and empathy for other teenage boys.
he listened on his headphones to the sounds that would drown out everything. Music took away the pain, took him to another place. A place where no one yelled, no one fought. Everyone loved, nothing hurt and everything was safe. His headphones were his safety net.
Frankie Flores
can’t listen to you because i’m wearing my headphones all the time. i feel like a zombie because all i hear is lies. i’d rather be deaf than listen to all the bullshit that comes out from your mouth. lying and saying you’ll change your ways once and for all. please do and stop lying once again. put on your headphones on your head.
ian
listening to music is my only escape from life. I usually like to just lose myself in the music as I blast it in my headphones. Usually my music is up loud enough so that I can’t hear anyone or anything around me, just the music
tayler
I got got a pair of headphones, they are red and unique to me, because I can use them as a mic for my phone too. They are the brand Skullcandy, I like them very much.
Bryan
Headphones, not often that I use them. I always don’t seem to have them whe I really want them. What’s up with that? Sometimes, I’d rather have quite music. Sometimes I don’t want everyone around me to know what I’m looking up. It’s a matter of privacy for crying out loud! That is all I have to say about Headphones.
LiAnna Taylor
I always wear headphones. Well not really headphones. More like earphones. I cannot go anywhere without music. On the bus, on the train, or walking home. I’m there with my music plugged in. It gives me a sense of security. Not being able to hear anything other than my music makes me feel good. It’s like, being in my own world. Headphones. Headphones. I like earphones. Let’s say this was about earphones. I like earphones.
I tugged them out of my bag, motions short and jerky. The cord was twisted and I didn’t have the patience to untangle it before I shoved my headphones over my head, thankfully drowning out the unfolding conversation with the loudest, most raucous heavy metal I could find.
music. rap. hip hop. country. soul. r&b. so many kinds of music. headphones are a portal into another world. when someone puts headphones on they are no longer part of our world…they are transported into a world of their own imagination, beliefs, and musical notes.
Steph
Im not gay im swag. this one day two guys who were bullies came up to me and bullied me…i got irrated so i took my headphones and stuck one end in each of there penis holes..and i walked away
gay
Music, sweet sounds, flutter to my eardrums. The soft thumping of noise, completes the world when there’s no world left.
headphones bring music to sooth the soul and to set your mind at ease. it’s the easiest way to relax when you’re stressed. If you need to sleep, go for it.
Jennifer
It was hard to keep their squeals at bay. I employed the protection of headphones to keep me from going mad. I had to endure another month of this torture. Children are such a pain.
a
Hello?
What is this?
headphones
Do I write something about headphones here?
I’m confused
damn stumble upon
WHYYYY????
THE TIMER
OH GOD THE TIMER IS ENDING!!!
da
music, what gets me through the day, helpful, noise constricting, ipod, computer, shows, videos, loudness, purple, gel
Ashley Beres
The music was too loud, I think. Blaring, so that I couldn’t hear anything but the sounds and my own footsteps dancing with me and everything seemed blurry outside of my line of vision. The headphones made it easier to forget the world, to detach from it, because without it I was accosted by the talk of strangers or the wail of car horns and here there was only peace beside me.
Stolen. My beautiful, amazing, perfect skull crushers. Thank you, Santa Cruz. I love you, but… New ones look cool, but don’t match. If only they still made the same model. I could get them back on eBay. Where have you gone, my precious skull crushers?
Bennett Juggler
the gratifying sounds that engulf my ears in plush and luscious sound, its like sleeping while having the ability to be conscious and awake
I stuck the old, reliable headphones onto the sides of my head and allowed the music to melt into my eardrums. I smiled over at him, but he was looking at our feet. I looked up at the ceiling, and I could feel his stare. “What?” I asked, still looking up. “Nothing. It’s just a beautiful day is all.” I laughed, and we moved closer. Even the cement walls couldn’t ruin the moment.
I listened and listened but I heard nothing I tried to understand the meaning of the words my bleeding ears should be hearing but they seemed so far away.
Karina
organising and managing an a exhibition.
jasdeep
Fragile. Unless Beats by Dr. Dre or other similar multi-hundred dollar pair. Isolation. Barrier. Peace. Privacy.
A
I don’t use headphones. If I do, I can’t hear the things around me. I can’t hear if something important is happening…
If someone is calling my name.
If someone is creeping up behind me.
Beth
The music from the headphones became a time machine, take her back to the summer she turned 16. She was young, innocent and naive and wanted nothing but to belong. Every song that rang through, every word that made
Crisnole
Hanaging out of my backpack the headphones dangled. My hands full, I simply could not stop to stuff them back inside. As a result, they got caught on the door, were pulled out of the backpack and broke.
Patty
The phantom train whirred in the bowels of the city transit system. Stretched, grey faces appeared and disappeared like specters in the glass. Slip on the headphones, turn up the volume. Maybe drown out the sounds of the earth spinning on its axis, a slave of time. Separate from the passing world and the game that can’t be won.
I slid my headphones over my ears as I walked up the steps to the train platform. It was snowing gently and a harsh wind slapped against my face as I pulled the collar on my jacket further up to shield my face. The sounds of jeff buckly drowned out the jostling noise of the redline train crawling up to the wooden planks of the platform. The Chicago skyline towered off in the distance. As I squeezed in the over-crowded train compartment, I could feel the city buzzing with excitement.
Lauren
headphone are handy and useful when you don’t want to disturb others and want to listen on your own, but headphones can also lead to increased bacterial growth.
yusuf
He wasn’t looking where he was going. His eyes were closed. He couldn’t hear my warning, his headphones were too good. And that’s why. Just that. No other reason, no matter what anyone tells you. That’s the real truth. The real fault lies with me.
My headphones are plugged in right now. I’m plugged into my laptop, an extension of me. i’m connected, trying to reconnect to my creative side, trying to rediscover my love for words. The music, the music flowing through the wires, through my brain, nerves, tendons, fingertips; fingertips typing this entry, an entry closer to my never-ending goal.
the art of life. headphones complete the music, like icing on a cake. it helps you re-discover music.
negro
Headphones. They help me escape. Help me drown out the world from the endless bickering and scolding i have to constantly hear from the people around me everyday. They set me into a safer place where I can peacefully listen to my music and I just feel like I’m by myself and I enjoy my down time by myself and no one else
Mica
i just bought new headphones and i painted my ipod case to match. they are black and gold. they provide me with my own world while riding the bus and walking the streets. i would feel pretty lost without them. i love music…
lear
I plug in my headphones and escape from the world, if only for a little while.
headphones remind me of one of the first boys i dated. he gave me a pair of headphones i really wanted (im always listening to music) but ironically, i didnt have an ipod right around that time and i had to wait until christmas. so i remember putting them on everywhere but they were never plugged into anything. i just loved them so much i guess.
Sophie
music is my place in earth. it leads me to think about what to do to my life.headphones lets music enter my ear and inspire my thoughts. lets me think about ideas about my life and what to do about it. i love headphones for that reason. no one has to hear your inspiration. only you and so others won’t hate on you inspiration or question it. you yourself doesnt question it. why? because you know that somehow it’s always true. others say that music is bad for you. they are wrong in my opinion because it inspires the soul and helps encourage people to do something they’ve always wanted to. music helps calm people or help rouse a boring party. the one true thing about headphones… is that they are there… for music(:
Madee
Headphones are useful because they can stop other people from being annoying and they can keep you from being annoying and they can give you privacy but mostly they just get tangled. A lot.
Isabella
i like to listen to music. and i usually listen to my music with my skullcandy hesh headphones. i wish i had dre beats but theyre just so much money. I guess im having major writers block because i have no idea what to say about a word as simple as headphones. oh well. :P byeee
Soph
I have headphones in my ears. Tiny earbuds in my ears. Budding into roses, spilling into posies, landing among ponies, right between their toesies. Phonies grow slow don’t cha know.
Maris
The sound. It fills you. Amplifies you. Every emotion. Heightened to the point of nausea. A bad day can turn into a suicide. A good date can become the best day of your life. it changes you, having the music so encompassing throughout your body. Feeling the vibrations from head all throughout give the music a deeper meaning than just listening to it.
Headphones.
He sat on the bus, his headphones acting in much the same way as those orange buds that tradesmen put in their ears when working with heavy machinery. The chatter of his fellow classmates, who were discussing which girl was more likely to put out, based on the size of her ‘boobies’, threatened, much like the angry growl of an industrial sized drill, to permanently harm, perhaps not his hearing, but his intellect and empathy for other teenage boys.
he listened on his headphones to the sounds that would drown out everything. Music took away the pain, took him to another place. A place where no one yelled, no one fought. Everyone loved, nothing hurt and everything was safe. His headphones were his safety net.
can’t listen to you because i’m wearing my headphones all the time. i feel like a zombie because all i hear is lies. i’d rather be deaf than listen to all the bullshit that comes out from your mouth. lying and saying you’ll change your ways once and for all. please do and stop lying once again. put on your headphones on your head.
listening to music is my only escape from life. I usually like to just lose myself in the music as I blast it in my headphones. Usually my music is up loud enough so that I can’t hear anyone or anything around me, just the music
I got got a pair of headphones, they are red and unique to me, because I can use them as a mic for my phone too. They are the brand Skullcandy, I like them very much.
Headphones, not often that I use them. I always don’t seem to have them whe I really want them. What’s up with that? Sometimes, I’d rather have quite music. Sometimes I don’t want everyone around me to know what I’m looking up. It’s a matter of privacy for crying out loud! That is all I have to say about Headphones.
I always wear headphones. Well not really headphones. More like earphones. I cannot go anywhere without music. On the bus, on the train, or walking home. I’m there with my music plugged in. It gives me a sense of security. Not being able to hear anything other than my music makes me feel good. It’s like, being in my own world. Headphones. Headphones. I like earphones. Let’s say this was about earphones. I like earphones.
I tugged them out of my bag, motions short and jerky. The cord was twisted and I didn’t have the patience to untangle it before I shoved my headphones over my head, thankfully drowning out the unfolding conversation with the loudest, most raucous heavy metal I could find.
music. rap. hip hop. country. soul. r&b. so many kinds of music. headphones are a portal into another world. when someone puts headphones on they are no longer part of our world…they are transported into a world of their own imagination, beliefs, and musical notes.
Im not gay im swag. this one day two guys who were bullies came up to me and bullied me…i got irrated so i took my headphones and stuck one end in each of there penis holes..and i walked away
Music, sweet sounds, flutter to my eardrums. The soft thumping of noise, completes the world when there’s no world left.
headphones bring music to sooth the soul and to set your mind at ease. it’s the easiest way to relax when you’re stressed. If you need to sleep, go for it.
It was hard to keep their squeals at bay. I employed the protection of headphones to keep me from going mad. I had to endure another month of this torture. Children are such a pain.
a
Hello?
What is this?
headphones
Do I write something about headphones here?
I’m confused
damn stumble upon
WHYYYY????
THE TIMER
OH GOD THE TIMER IS ENDING!!!
music, what gets me through the day, helpful, noise constricting, ipod, computer, shows, videos, loudness, purple, gel
The music was too loud, I think. Blaring, so that I couldn’t hear anything but the sounds and my own footsteps dancing with me and everything seemed blurry outside of my line of vision. The headphones made it easier to forget the world, to detach from it, because without it I was accosted by the talk of strangers or the wail of car horns and here there was only peace beside me.
Stolen. My beautiful, amazing, perfect skull crushers. Thank you, Santa Cruz. I love you, but… New ones look cool, but don’t match. If only they still made the same model. I could get them back on eBay. Where have you gone, my precious skull crushers?
the gratifying sounds that engulf my ears in plush and luscious sound, its like sleeping while having the ability to be conscious and awake
I stuck the old, reliable headphones onto the sides of my head and allowed the music to melt into my eardrums. I smiled over at him, but he was looking at our feet. I looked up at the ceiling, and I could feel his stare. “What?” I asked, still looking up. “Nothing. It’s just a beautiful day is all.” I laughed, and we moved closer. Even the cement walls couldn’t ruin the moment.
I listened and listened but I heard nothing I tried to understand the meaning of the words my bleeding ears should be hearing but they seemed so far away.
organising and managing an a exhibition.
Fragile. Unless Beats by Dr. Dre or other similar multi-hundred dollar pair. Isolation. Barrier. Peace. Privacy.
I don’t use headphones. If I do, I can’t hear the things around me. I can’t hear if something important is happening…
If someone is calling my name.
If someone is creeping up behind me.
The music from the headphones became a time machine, take her back to the summer she turned 16. She was young, innocent and naive and wanted nothing but to belong. Every song that rang through, every word that made
Hanaging out of my backpack the headphones dangled. My hands full, I simply could not stop to stuff them back inside. As a result, they got caught on the door, were pulled out of the backpack and broke.
The phantom train whirred in the bowels of the city transit system. Stretched, grey faces appeared and disappeared like specters in the glass. Slip on the headphones, turn up the volume. Maybe drown out the sounds of the earth spinning on its axis, a slave of time. Separate from the passing world and the game that can’t be won.
I slid my headphones over my ears as I walked up the steps to the train platform. It was snowing gently and a harsh wind slapped against my face as I pulled the collar on my jacket further up to shield my face. The sounds of jeff buckly drowned out the jostling noise of the redline train crawling up to the wooden planks of the platform. The Chicago skyline towered off in the distance. As I squeezed in the over-crowded train compartment, I could feel the city buzzing with excitement.
headphone are handy and useful when you don’t want to disturb others and want to listen on your own, but headphones can also lead to increased bacterial growth.
He wasn’t looking where he was going. His eyes were closed. He couldn’t hear my warning, his headphones were too good. And that’s why. Just that. No other reason, no matter what anyone tells you. That’s the real truth. The real fault lies with me.
My headphones are plugged in right now. I’m plugged into my laptop, an extension of me. i’m connected, trying to reconnect to my creative side, trying to rediscover my love for words. The music, the music flowing through the wires, through my brain, nerves, tendons, fingertips; fingertips typing this entry, an entry closer to my never-ending goal.
the art of life. headphones complete the music, like icing on a cake. it helps you re-discover music.
Headphones. They help me escape. Help me drown out the world from the endless bickering and scolding i have to constantly hear from the people around me everyday. They set me into a safer place where I can peacefully listen to my music and I just feel like I’m by myself and I enjoy my down time by myself and no one else
i just bought new headphones and i painted my ipod case to match. they are black and gold. they provide me with my own world while riding the bus and walking the streets. i would feel pretty lost without them. i love music…
I plug in my headphones and escape from the world, if only for a little while.
headphones remind me of one of the first boys i dated. he gave me a pair of headphones i really wanted (im always listening to music) but ironically, i didnt have an ipod right around that time and i had to wait until christmas. so i remember putting them on everywhere but they were never plugged into anything. i just loved them so much i guess.
music is my place in earth. it leads me to think about what to do to my life.headphones lets music enter my ear and inspire my thoughts. lets me think about ideas about my life and what to do about it. i love headphones for that reason. no one has to hear your inspiration. only you and so others won’t hate on you inspiration or question it. you yourself doesnt question it. why? because you know that somehow it’s always true. others say that music is bad for you. they are wrong in my opinion because it inspires the soul and helps encourage people to do something they’ve always wanted to. music helps calm people or help rouse a boring party. the one true thing about headphones… is that they are there… for music(:
Headphones are useful because they can stop other people from being annoying and they can keep you from being annoying and they can give you privacy but mostly they just get tangled. A lot.
i like to listen to music. and i usually listen to my music with my skullcandy hesh headphones. i wish i had dre beats but theyre just so much money. I guess im having major writers block because i have no idea what to say about a word as simple as headphones. oh well. :P byeee
I have headphones in my ears. Tiny earbuds in my ears. Budding into roses, spilling into posies, landing among ponies, right between their toesies. Phonies grow slow don’t cha know.
The sound. It fills you. Amplifies you. Every emotion. Heightened to the point of nausea. A bad day can turn into a suicide. A good date can become the best day of your life. it changes you, having the music so encompassing throughout your body. Feeling the vibrations from head all throughout give the music a deeper meaning than just listening to it.