if you hit mee, don’t hurt me. i try so ard to do good. your strike hurts every time. the pain never lessens. but i love you so. you hit me, but i know you love me too. it hurts, but god i love you
vanessa Abbott
it’s a smack to the face, and even if it’s playful it stings. it’s a brief, striking word, sudden and monosyllabic and sometimes strong enough to leave your head spinning no matter who it comes from.
reni
she wasn’t even aware of her distaste but the urge to strike him was becoming increasingly all-encompassing. he left a taste of cast iron.
erin
Hit me., hit me hard baby. i dont feel the ground when i fall. just one more hit off that pipe until im free…freedom isnt free but i dont caree just one more hit…there is no need to hit me baby i can just hit myself instead…open pakm to the face…lying on the floor.
danielle
It’s sad but I want to hit you so bad. You hurt me and now you’ve gone and done it again. You’re six hours away and you hurt just as bad as you did on the same bed. I’m angry. I’m angry and sad and envious and enraged and hopeful. Fuck, why am I hopeful?
missy
Hit, a force, a painful reaction. Caused by conflict and disagreement; a sign of disloyalment.
Ashley Culwell
it never reaches my mind until its finally curved ball my way, sending a powerful punch and making me stumble into reality. it may take years or maybe only a few short seconds. but eventually, the truth hits and sometimes its painful. other times it’s a gentle shove.
jordan
brake. stop. fall. i stared in the water. big red gashes covered my face and arms. and the skin on my hands was torn.
Sarah
don’t hit me. pelase. let’s be reasonable here. you’ll hurt me if you hit mne.. i wont hurt you if i hit you…you’re so muych tougher than me. than meself. big dtrong athelete and weak one like me, wimp? no contest. leave me alone.
j. ann
hit me again. i need the reality check. just take me there and il take you back. im sick of this world with its messed up images of people on runways, and ships into deserts. with guns and with drugs. though are they really all bad? just thats what she said. give me some hope because thats what we all need in a world so fucked up i just need that one slap to the face to wake up
korrina
i found myself in a world so messed up that i could barely breath. the sad thing is this world is the world that we live in today. where people have so many things expected of you like how to mourn what if i dont want to mourn your way? i have my own way i just want to go on with my life like she would have wanted i dont want all of your silly “im so sorry” how am i supposed to answer that?
korrina
Take a hit. It’ll relax you. At least thats what they told you. And at first it did. It made you feel happy. It made you feel good and real chill. But things have changed and now all it does is fuck you up. Makes you think too much.
ed
A hit and run is the worst kind of offense someone can commit. Whether it be a hit and run on a dog, an adult on their bike, a vehicle, or even a kid who forgot not to cross the street to get the ball it is just plain sinful to disregard the people involved.
Camille
I imagined hitting her once. The sudden thwack and the empty pocket of air that followed it in stunned silence, the skin blushing underneath my open palm. An entire year of frustration would bloom like an angry flower on her pale skin and it would all be over. But I liked my anger too much to let it go, so the bud stayed curled under her skin waiting for another day.
Jen
hit me. again. ouch. the air in my lungs is gone, and the corner of my mouth is dripping blood. but i won’t give in. i will never back down. they won’t get it out of me. Never.
Abby Ratliff!
He hit her. she fell. i heard her scream. i ran over to push him away from her. i felt so bad, i was doing everything i could but it was too late. hearing the crashing of her head against the desk, and then the wall, and then the floor.. killing me inside but not nearly as much as it must have killed her.
lilly
And run. Just keep on running. The past will never catch up. Or at least you can only hope.
carl
Hit me with your best shot
try your best to get me good
there’s no way I’d let you win
but I’ll let you try your best
come here baby,
try me
try and give me the best you have to offer
and I’ll try my best to make you lose
this is how we show our love
a battle of braun and wit
and it’s completely worth the time we shared
Dani
it hit me so hard that my eyes filled with small tears. I tried to keep myswelf from crying but i cried all the way to the teachers desk.
Kelly Harquail
The car hit me with minimal impact and although it didn’t damage me physically, it incited me in a way I can’t accurately describe. It was primal. I drew my gun, aiming at the driver and yelling for her to get out of the car. Luckily, she didn’t.
Doug McIntire
Hit is what is not very nice to do to your sister. Even when she wakes you up at 6 am because she wants to play house with you. Despite the raging urge to hit her square in the jaw and send her running to mom screaming that annoying little five year old scream…resist. That wouldn’t be very nice. And she’d get you back. Sometime that day…she would.
Meredith
I couldn’t believe it. Thirteen years of marriage and this is what I get for it? I waited on you hand and foot! You were my king, my prince! I LOVED YOU! AND I”M BLEEDING FOR IT!
Micah Temple
an action full of force and harshness it is in-your-face and abrasive it can catch you by surprise and usually does in another sense it can be a positive noun popular
ThegreenCup
“He’s never hit a girl.” That’s what Sharon told me, at least, when she caught me looking at him in the hallway on the way to pre-cal that rainy Thursday. I could tell Sharon didn’t like him if, to her, his only redeeming quality was that he’d never hit a girl.
Rylee
when yu hit on some one it means to physically assault them , it also means to try and pick them up . The english language always complicates issues with its double entendres!!
sowmya
Hit and run, feet pounded against the cold gum covered pavement. That was the plan and it should have worked. If only she hadn’t had freaked out, if only the gun had it’s safty on, if only if only. It was suppose to be a hit and run. Take the sash and go. Hit and miss a person by a fair margin but enough to scare everyone else. Not a shoot and hit.
It wasn’t suppose to happen like that.
Hit.
Lalala Love Lies
hit the ball, don’t strike out!” yelled the overenthusiastic mother from the bleachers.
All that was running through his mind was to hit it, just aim straight for that ball.
j
She struggled to find the words to describe how she felt to the hospital social worker “Uh, he hit me” “Where?” “Where does it hurt?”
Audrey
I hit the man so hard in the face. He exited the bus afterward with no hesitation. I decided to follow.
He never saw it coming and neither did I. I hadn’t boarded the bus with the intention to hurt anyone. It just happened. Sometimes those things just come along. It’s an unstoppable sensation. Violence is everywhere.
David
spank – i have been bad
punish me
make the hurt make me forget
make me forgive
free me
queen.mern
hit the words before they hit you !
yasmine hachani
It sudden hit me how much I am going to miss you when you are gone, even though I am not in love with you. I have forgotten how it is to love someone, and I know I shouldn’t love you. I don’t want to be hit with disappointment and regret again.
ac
don’t hit. hitting is for boys who don’t understand anything else… until they are men. Men make up rules to ensure that there is a reason for hitting. The logic of hitting is sports.
Women are passive aggressive. There is no logic, only game theory.
colleen
Hit and a miss, but the bat swung around and collided forcefully with the baseball. The speed calculator said 93 miles per hour. I cheered, of course, but I was more preoccupied with running around buying as much food as I could with my friends, and trying to avoid supervision as much as possible. A baseball game was interesting, of course, but we always seemed to lose. It didn’t matter to us, though, faithful fans as we were.
Sarah
hit is such a general word. i wish i could hit this guy in the mouth. he bitches like a little twat, and he’s like 29 or something. i’ve never heard someone cry so hard in my life. i guess i’m bitching right now. but i don’t care. in game, his name is usefulidiot. i bet his life sucks immensely. and he probably has a giant vagina.
ashleysomething
The news hit me so suddenly I felt weak and numb at the same time. I clung to the edge of the desk but it failed to support me. Legs melting, slowly I met the floor.
traveler
Hit. Hit. Hit. I’d very much like to hit you across the face. Your grotesque, ugly face. Your face that spews lies and covers it up with a depressed lesbian facade. You are the ultimate manipulator and if it is true that you are suicidal, I hope you take those urges and run with it. You are a waste of life.
alice
a great success; to beat; I hit upon a brilliant plan to overcome my problem; hit the nail on the head.
pavalamani pragasam
hit and miss. Hit or miss? I missed. today, I missed. I didn’t mean to – I meant to hit a home run. But sometimes you miss. That’s just how it is. You can’t help it. But other days, good days, you shoot out of the park. Bam! and then they all admire you. we have our days. we all are admired.
Katie
She starred at the TV with disbelief. The Dukebox Video Hits was announcing the new biggest hit playing on radios across the country. It was the first time she had heard her band playing across the waves. It was an exciting moment. It had taken a long time for the band to get to this place.
if you hit mee, don’t hurt me. i try so ard to do good. your strike hurts every time. the pain never lessens. but i love you so. you hit me, but i know you love me too. it hurts, but god i love you
it’s a smack to the face, and even if it’s playful it stings. it’s a brief, striking word, sudden and monosyllabic and sometimes strong enough to leave your head spinning no matter who it comes from.
she wasn’t even aware of her distaste but the urge to strike him was becoming increasingly all-encompassing. he left a taste of cast iron.
Hit me., hit me hard baby. i dont feel the ground when i fall. just one more hit off that pipe until im free…freedom isnt free but i dont caree just one more hit…there is no need to hit me baby i can just hit myself instead…open pakm to the face…lying on the floor.
It’s sad but I want to hit you so bad. You hurt me and now you’ve gone and done it again. You’re six hours away and you hurt just as bad as you did on the same bed. I’m angry. I’m angry and sad and envious and enraged and hopeful. Fuck, why am I hopeful?
Hit, a force, a painful reaction. Caused by conflict and disagreement; a sign of disloyalment.
it never reaches my mind until its finally curved ball my way, sending a powerful punch and making me stumble into reality. it may take years or maybe only a few short seconds. but eventually, the truth hits and sometimes its painful. other times it’s a gentle shove.
brake. stop. fall. i stared in the water. big red gashes covered my face and arms. and the skin on my hands was torn.
don’t hit me. pelase. let’s be reasonable here. you’ll hurt me if you hit mne.. i wont hurt you if i hit you…you’re so muych tougher than me. than meself. big dtrong athelete and weak one like me, wimp? no contest. leave me alone.
hit me again. i need the reality check. just take me there and il take you back. im sick of this world with its messed up images of people on runways, and ships into deserts. with guns and with drugs. though are they really all bad? just thats what she said. give me some hope because thats what we all need in a world so fucked up i just need that one slap to the face to wake up
i found myself in a world so messed up that i could barely breath. the sad thing is this world is the world that we live in today. where people have so many things expected of you like how to mourn what if i dont want to mourn your way? i have my own way i just want to go on with my life like she would have wanted i dont want all of your silly “im so sorry” how am i supposed to answer that?
Take a hit. It’ll relax you. At least thats what they told you. And at first it did. It made you feel happy. It made you feel good and real chill. But things have changed and now all it does is fuck you up. Makes you think too much.
A hit and run is the worst kind of offense someone can commit. Whether it be a hit and run on a dog, an adult on their bike, a vehicle, or even a kid who forgot not to cross the street to get the ball it is just plain sinful to disregard the people involved.
I imagined hitting her once. The sudden thwack and the empty pocket of air that followed it in stunned silence, the skin blushing underneath my open palm. An entire year of frustration would bloom like an angry flower on her pale skin and it would all be over. But I liked my anger too much to let it go, so the bud stayed curled under her skin waiting for another day.
hit me. again. ouch. the air in my lungs is gone, and the corner of my mouth is dripping blood. but i won’t give in. i will never back down. they won’t get it out of me. Never.
He hit her. she fell. i heard her scream. i ran over to push him away from her. i felt so bad, i was doing everything i could but it was too late. hearing the crashing of her head against the desk, and then the wall, and then the floor.. killing me inside but not nearly as much as it must have killed her.
And run. Just keep on running. The past will never catch up. Or at least you can only hope.
Hit me with your best shot
try your best to get me good
there’s no way I’d let you win
but I’ll let you try your best
come here baby,
try me
try and give me the best you have to offer
and I’ll try my best to make you lose
this is how we show our love
a battle of braun and wit
and it’s completely worth the time we shared
it hit me so hard that my eyes filled with small tears. I tried to keep myswelf from crying but i cried all the way to the teachers desk.
The car hit me with minimal impact and although it didn’t damage me physically, it incited me in a way I can’t accurately describe. It was primal. I drew my gun, aiming at the driver and yelling for her to get out of the car. Luckily, she didn’t.
Hit is what is not very nice to do to your sister. Even when she wakes you up at 6 am because she wants to play house with you. Despite the raging urge to hit her square in the jaw and send her running to mom screaming that annoying little five year old scream…resist. That wouldn’t be very nice. And she’d get you back. Sometime that day…she would.
I couldn’t believe it. Thirteen years of marriage and this is what I get for it? I waited on you hand and foot! You were my king, my prince! I LOVED YOU! AND I”M BLEEDING FOR IT!
an action full of force and harshness it is in-your-face and abrasive it can catch you by surprise and usually does in another sense it can be a positive noun popular
“He’s never hit a girl.” That’s what Sharon told me, at least, when she caught me looking at him in the hallway on the way to pre-cal that rainy Thursday. I could tell Sharon didn’t like him if, to her, his only redeeming quality was that he’d never hit a girl.
when yu hit on some one it means to physically assault them , it also means to try and pick them up . The english language always complicates issues with its double entendres!!
Hit and run, feet pounded against the cold gum covered pavement. That was the plan and it should have worked. If only she hadn’t had freaked out, if only the gun had it’s safty on, if only if only. It was suppose to be a hit and run. Take the sash and go. Hit and miss a person by a fair margin but enough to scare everyone else. Not a shoot and hit.
It wasn’t suppose to happen like that.
Hit.
hit the ball, don’t strike out!” yelled the overenthusiastic mother from the bleachers.
All that was running through his mind was to hit it, just aim straight for that ball.
She struggled to find the words to describe how she felt to the hospital social worker “Uh, he hit me” “Where?” “Where does it hurt?”
I hit the man so hard in the face. He exited the bus afterward with no hesitation. I decided to follow.
He never saw it coming and neither did I. I hadn’t boarded the bus with the intention to hurt anyone. It just happened. Sometimes those things just come along. It’s an unstoppable sensation. Violence is everywhere.
spank – i have been bad
punish me
make the hurt make me forget
make me forgive
free me
hit the words before they hit you !
It sudden hit me how much I am going to miss you when you are gone, even though I am not in love with you. I have forgotten how it is to love someone, and I know I shouldn’t love you. I don’t want to be hit with disappointment and regret again.
don’t hit. hitting is for boys who don’t understand anything else… until they are men. Men make up rules to ensure that there is a reason for hitting. The logic of hitting is sports.
Women are passive aggressive. There is no logic, only game theory.
Hit and a miss, but the bat swung around and collided forcefully with the baseball. The speed calculator said 93 miles per hour. I cheered, of course, but I was more preoccupied with running around buying as much food as I could with my friends, and trying to avoid supervision as much as possible. A baseball game was interesting, of course, but we always seemed to lose. It didn’t matter to us, though, faithful fans as we were.
hit is such a general word. i wish i could hit this guy in the mouth. he bitches like a little twat, and he’s like 29 or something. i’ve never heard someone cry so hard in my life. i guess i’m bitching right now. but i don’t care. in game, his name is usefulidiot. i bet his life sucks immensely. and he probably has a giant vagina.
The news hit me so suddenly I felt weak and numb at the same time. I clung to the edge of the desk but it failed to support me. Legs melting, slowly I met the floor.
Hit. Hit. Hit. I’d very much like to hit you across the face. Your grotesque, ugly face. Your face that spews lies and covers it up with a depressed lesbian facade. You are the ultimate manipulator and if it is true that you are suicidal, I hope you take those urges and run with it. You are a waste of life.
a great success; to beat; I hit upon a brilliant plan to overcome my problem; hit the nail on the head.
hit and miss. Hit or miss? I missed. today, I missed. I didn’t mean to – I meant to hit a home run. But sometimes you miss. That’s just how it is. You can’t help it. But other days, good days, you shoot out of the park. Bam! and then they all admire you. we have our days. we all are admired.
She starred at the TV with disbelief. The Dukebox Video Hits was announcing the new biggest hit playing on radios across the country. It was the first time she had heard her band playing across the waves. It was an exciting moment. It had taken a long time for the band to get to this place.