july, ah, so many memories. it’s my birthday month. it’s your birthday month. it’s our anniversary month. anniversary, supposedly. i love july so much, so much that it would make me cry when it comes.
july is the month of my birthday. i dont like it because it is cold. july is also very wet. i wish i could spend my birthday next year in europe because the weather would be hot. ok. i am going to go now. i have run out of things to say about july, but this has been a nice experience. i wish thee on thou journey around mordor.
adrian
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is the seventh month of the year. It is interesting since this month is the birth month of my friend Geline. She is in australia right now hunting kangaroos.
warden
one day i went camping, and no one knew where we were headed. We stopped in the middle of the road then I wrote a rap
tap flapping in the wind
rap, rapping it over and over again
while im slapping bitches
masking witches in their demise
the prize is knowing im alive
high five.
Dustin
July is one month that I will always remember, for it was on that occasion that I meet and fell in love with a stranger, a young beautiful girl from Grenada, who was on vacation in my homeland.
July is a hot and summer month, full if joy and happiness, new men and women hook up and be come lovers. What gun we have in the month if July
Althea
sunt o fetita de 6 ani jumate.
Alia
in july i was dancing with these wiggly worms and they showed me what the universe was all about. I could use them to paint pictures in the sky and as the music changed so did the wiggly worms. sometimes they would get nervous and tell me not to play with them. and then would ask me a second later, why did you stop?
Autumns Dreaming
july
naveen
happiness and great but i love febrary…..
evans
Of you betrayed, who Daedalian aspired,
We rightly dub this strict divide,
Separating age from youth desired,
Desires of future’s past promise belied.
You sought a spring, but autumn sudden found:
Steady decline beneath descending hands
Led by him that comes before both then and now,
Yet still your inspirations present stand.
The summer heat kisses my face. It is so hot that even the
air tastes like heat. I am never sure what to make of days like
this. In the winter I dream of them, yet in the summer I dream of
the winter’s cool. The day is endless, luxuriously free of
constraints and expectations. It could go on forever, and it almost
seems as if it does.
terradi
I realized every time I sit down to write, I begin with the same opening sentences. There are about twenty of them, but at least one always begins my story. I don’t know why this bothers me. Maybe a feeling of a lack of creativity. Or maybe it’s just July. And I’m overheated. And I need some sleep.
july has the orange colour.quite slow.in the middle of summer and never ending.long sunsets.
Emily
Two kids, a dog, and a white picket fence
A job that paid more than my every expense
You could say it was comfort, but there’s the catch:
Comfort and I were never a good match.
july is the 7th month of the calender. my best friend birthday is on 11th of july .
Jumana
July is the 7th month of the year. This month is for summer and the warm sun. It’s for shorts and tank tops. I love July. Especially in the United States where you can ride your bike everyday and have no school.
Is a hot summers day.
Is a time when your love sticks to me in the heat.
Is a time when the sun sets on a cool breeze.
Is a day, where I think of only you.
July, is a place, in my mind.
Carina Noelle
July was when I came home from Fort McMurray. I was very happy to be home and to see my friend Casey on the bus home. July… hmm. There’s not that much that I can say about July. Not much that comes to mind anyway other than that. July marks the oncoming of school though but I don’t go to school anymore. and winter. I don’t enjoy winter very much. I miss summer. Why am I writing this?
Bailey
my sister was born on the fourth of july, in 1993 I think but it might be 1992. it’s usually cold and rainy but I like that kind of weather so yeah it means I can wear jeans and beanies and cute jackets yay! um um um july makes me think of autumn leaves even though it’s not autumn and my boyfriend’s sister is born on the first I’m kinda scared of her loL!
bec
In the month of July, many things happen. A very popular American holiday resides in July. It was the celebration of the birth of a new country. Many of my friends have birthdays in July. Leos starting month is July.
Brittany
is my favorite month. Is when the flowers blooms and bird sings their pleasant. July is awesome. It is irreverent
cb
I think July is when things started getting good. I was working hard, I had my close friends, I was happy, I knew where I was supposed to be. And now, just a few months later, I feel like everything’s just about fallen into place. It’s only a matter of time before it’s all uprooted again, I suppose…
July is this time I got my car and when I was beginning to get settled into my very first job at Massey High school last year. Loved it. What a good month. Though it’s also the time when I was screwed over by K and when we moved away from each other.
Alex
I hate July. It’s awkward. Not really spring, not really winter. Gay. That’s what it is. Yes little baby animals pop out of the ground, sky and sea. But I don’t care about that. Everything comes to an end thankfully. And so does July.
Short and Sweet, hmm?
Olivia Moore
Encore juillet? Je l’ai eu il y a quelques minutes de cela. Quoi écrire sur le mois de juillet? Il fait généralement beau. Les amours se font régulières, les gens sourient plus rapidement et la jeunesse est en effervescence. C’est beau, c’est fou. Les corps se dénudent, les visages se dévoilent.
Joëlle
C’était au mois de Juillet, le soleil était orange tant la chaleur se faisait présente. L’air lourd et humide empêchait toute action de liberté pour chacun d’entre nous et nous nous retrouvions à bord d’une voiture direction: la piscine.
Joëlle
On a dark and stormy night of july,Michael stepped outside shivering. Why is it so cold he asked himself sternly if he didnt get some shelter soon, He’d probably die of hypothermia.He ran to the house, avoiding the rain pounding on his clean shaven head.
Michael opened the door,it slowly creaked before it gave way.Then… SUPRISE!! it was The 4th of July .HIS BIRTHDAY,he’d completely forgotten,He’d been in the cold so long, angry at his parents that he didnt use his brain and spot the clues. The first clue was when his big brother had said ‘hello’ to him.His oaf of a brother never said hello to anyone the second clue was when his parents sent him outside for no reason at all.
‘Thanks guys.’Michael said hugging his family.
‘open your present mike,Its from me’ Said his big brother.
Michael looked up, Beaming at his brother.He must have been dreaming.Hank (his brother) was the devil, always up to no good.
Michael opened his brother’s present either way, without hesitation ripping the wrapping off with one swift pull.
YES!! his brother had bought the phone he’d been talking about for the past few months.But as michael held up the phone.He noticed that his brother had a button in his hand, He pressed it as Michael saw him. Just before he could Move BANG! the phone exploded Leaving michael filled with hatred and loathing.
‘This is the last time, We celebrate my birthday OK!’ He screeched.
‘ Yeah ok honey.’ Said his mother and father in unison.Supressing their laughter.
Michael just looked at his family in disgust.They were always making fun of him.His ears were on fire now,
‘I HATE ALL OF YOU.’ michael bellowed.
He ran outside the house closing the door with a BAM! ‘That shouldve got there attention’ He thought.
Once again he was outside in the cold.On a dark and stormy night…..
Abdullah said
“Do you remember those late talks that started around july? I was always surprised by the fact that our insomnia was equally severe. It’s good to finally know where it comes from; I somehow feel closer to you…”
“Bonding through night terrors. You are seriously the worst.”
july is a time in the middle of the summer. i celebrate the fourth of july. when i was little i used to be a part of this parade in this neighborhood over by my pool where i used to swim. my aunts used to come and visit me all the time during july. Last july i went to camp with my best friend megan (: we met this kid carter and he was really funny.
victoria
She shivered. He thought that his eyes had tricked him before, but now he was certain. She was cold. The office was rather dry and cool from the air conditioner, he thought. He walked over to her desk and held out his hand. “Come with me,” he said.
She stood as she followed him outside into the courtyard, where there was little shade, no place to hide from the heat.
She shivered. He was sure that his eyes had tricked him before, but he was sure now. She was cold. The office was rather dry and cool from the air conditioner, he thought. He walked over to her desk and held out his hand. “Come with me,” he said.
She stood as she followed him outside into the courtyard, where there was little shade, no place to hide from the heat.
Is the month of the fourth, of summer, flags and watching fireworks over water. my last roommate’s name was july, except that it was her made-up fake adopted name not her real one. she was from beijing. i always thought it odd that she didn’t choose june. she cooked every night.
july, ah, so many memories. it’s my birthday month. it’s your birthday month. it’s our anniversary month. anniversary, supposedly. i love july so much, so much that it would make me cry when it comes.
When the sun hits your skin. The smell of pools, and ice-cream around every corner. When hopes are high and the world is littered with smiles.
july is the month of my birthday. i dont like it because it is cold. july is also very wet. i wish i could spend my birthday next year in europe because the weather would be hot. ok. i am going to go now. i have run out of things to say about july, but this has been a nice experience. i wish thee on thou journey around mordor.
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is the seventh month of the year. It is interesting since this month is the birth month of my friend Geline. She is in australia right now hunting kangaroos.
one day i went camping, and no one knew where we were headed. We stopped in the middle of the road then I wrote a rap
tap flapping in the wind
rap, rapping it over and over again
while im slapping bitches
masking witches in their demise
the prize is knowing im alive
high five.
July is one month that I will always remember, for it was on that occasion that I meet and fell in love with a stranger, a young beautiful girl from Grenada, who was on vacation in my homeland.
July is a hot and summer month, full if joy and happiness, new men and women hook up and be come lovers. What gun we have in the month if July
sunt o fetita de 6 ani jumate.
in july i was dancing with these wiggly worms and they showed me what the universe was all about. I could use them to paint pictures in the sky and as the music changed so did the wiggly worms. sometimes they would get nervous and tell me not to play with them. and then would ask me a second later, why did you stop?
july
happiness and great but i love febrary…..
Of you betrayed, who Daedalian aspired,
We rightly dub this strict divide,
Separating age from youth desired,
Desires of future’s past promise belied.
You sought a spring, but autumn sudden found:
Steady decline beneath descending hands
Led by him that comes before both then and now,
Yet still your inspirations present stand.
The summer heat kisses my face. It is so hot that even the
air tastes like heat. I am never sure what to make of days like
this. In the winter I dream of them, yet in the summer I dream of
the winter’s cool. The day is endless, luxuriously free of
constraints and expectations. It could go on forever, and it almost
seems as if it does.
I realized every time I sit down to write, I begin with the same opening sentences. There are about twenty of them, but at least one always begins my story. I don’t know why this bothers me. Maybe a feeling of a lack of creativity. Or maybe it’s just July. And I’m overheated. And I need some sleep.
july has the orange colour.quite slow.in the middle of summer and never ending.long sunsets.
Two kids, a dog, and a white picket fence
A job that paid more than my every expense
You could say it was comfort, but there’s the catch:
Comfort and I were never a good match.
july is seventh month of the calender, in india july is month of rain. my best friend birth day is on 11 of july, school start in july
july is the 7th month of the calender. my best friend birthday is on 11th of july .
July is the 7th month of the year. This month is for summer and the warm sun. It’s for shorts and tank tops. I love July. Especially in the United States where you can ride your bike everyday and have no school.
Is a hot summers day.
Is a time when your love sticks to me in the heat.
Is a time when the sun sets on a cool breeze.
Is a day, where I think of only you.
July, is a place, in my mind.
July was when I came home from Fort McMurray. I was very happy to be home and to see my friend Casey on the bus home. July… hmm. There’s not that much that I can say about July. Not much that comes to mind anyway other than that. July marks the oncoming of school though but I don’t go to school anymore. and winter. I don’t enjoy winter very much. I miss summer. Why am I writing this?
my sister was born on the fourth of july, in 1993 I think but it might be 1992. it’s usually cold and rainy but I like that kind of weather so yeah it means I can wear jeans and beanies and cute jackets yay! um um um july makes me think of autumn leaves even though it’s not autumn and my boyfriend’s sister is born on the first I’m kinda scared of her loL!
In the month of July, many things happen. A very popular American holiday resides in July. It was the celebration of the birth of a new country. Many of my friends have birthdays in July. Leos starting month is July.
is my favorite month. Is when the flowers blooms and bird sings their pleasant. July is awesome. It is irreverent
I think July is when things started getting good. I was working hard, I had my close friends, I was happy, I knew where I was supposed to be. And now, just a few months later, I feel like everything’s just about fallen into place. It’s only a matter of time before it’s all uprooted again, I suppose…
july
July is this time I got my car and when I was beginning to get settled into my very first job at Massey High school last year. Loved it. What a good month. Though it’s also the time when I was screwed over by K and when we moved away from each other.
I hate July. It’s awkward. Not really spring, not really winter. Gay. That’s what it is. Yes little baby animals pop out of the ground, sky and sea. But I don’t care about that. Everything comes to an end thankfully. And so does July.
Short and Sweet, hmm?
Encore juillet? Je l’ai eu il y a quelques minutes de cela. Quoi écrire sur le mois de juillet? Il fait généralement beau. Les amours se font régulières, les gens sourient plus rapidement et la jeunesse est en effervescence. C’est beau, c’est fou. Les corps se dénudent, les visages se dévoilent.
C’était au mois de Juillet, le soleil était orange tant la chaleur se faisait présente. L’air lourd et humide empêchait toute action de liberté pour chacun d’entre nous et nous nous retrouvions à bord d’une voiture direction: la piscine.
On a dark and stormy night of july,Michael stepped outside shivering. Why is it so cold he asked himself sternly if he didnt get some shelter soon, He’d probably die of hypothermia.He ran to the house, avoiding the rain pounding on his clean shaven head.
Michael opened the door,it slowly creaked before it gave way.Then… SUPRISE!! it was The 4th of July .HIS BIRTHDAY,he’d completely forgotten,He’d been in the cold so long, angry at his parents that he didnt use his brain and spot the clues. The first clue was when his big brother had said ‘hello’ to him.His oaf of a brother never said hello to anyone the second clue was when his parents sent him outside for no reason at all.
‘Thanks guys.’Michael said hugging his family.
‘open your present mike,Its from me’ Said his big brother.
Michael looked up, Beaming at his brother.He must have been dreaming.Hank (his brother) was the devil, always up to no good.
Michael opened his brother’s present either way, without hesitation ripping the wrapping off with one swift pull.
YES!! his brother had bought the phone he’d been talking about for the past few months.But as michael held up the phone.He noticed that his brother had a button in his hand, He pressed it as Michael saw him. Just before he could Move BANG! the phone exploded Leaving michael filled with hatred and loathing.
‘This is the last time, We celebrate my birthday OK!’ He screeched.
‘ Yeah ok honey.’ Said his mother and father in unison.Supressing their laughter.
Michael just looked at his family in disgust.They were always making fun of him.His ears were on fire now,
‘I HATE ALL OF YOU.’ michael bellowed.
He ran outside the house closing the door with a BAM! ‘That shouldve got there attention’ He thought.
Once again he was outside in the cold.On a dark and stormy night…..
“Do you remember those late talks that started around july? I was always surprised by the fact that our insomnia was equally severe. It’s good to finally know where it comes from; I somehow feel closer to you…”
“Bonding through night terrors. You are seriously the worst.”
“Well, in my defense, sharing is caring.”
“What?! Your cliché makes no sense.”
“I know…”
I almost suffocated just from the heat that month. Of course it probably would have been less stifling, outside of the car, with the bong put away.
love july month.
comes after june ,my birthday monsoon july .
On the roof, the shingles hurt my hands,
the houses around us are glittering.
we decide a last minute trip to the fireworks store.
july is a time in the middle of the summer. i celebrate the fourth of july. when i was little i used to be a part of this parade in this neighborhood over by my pool where i used to swim. my aunts used to come and visit me all the time during july. Last july i went to camp with my best friend megan (: we met this kid carter and he was really funny.
She shivered. He thought that his eyes had tricked him before, but now he was certain. She was cold. The office was rather dry and cool from the air conditioner, he thought. He walked over to her desk and held out his hand. “Come with me,” he said.
She stood as she followed him outside into the courtyard, where there was little shade, no place to hide from the heat.
She shivered. He was sure that his eyes had tricked him before, but he was sure now. She was cold. The office was rather dry and cool from the air conditioner, he thought. He walked over to her desk and held out his hand. “Come with me,” he said.
She stood as she followed him outside into the courtyard, where there was little shade, no place to hide from the heat.
Is the month of the fourth, of summer, flags and watching fireworks over water. my last roommate’s name was july, except that it was her made-up fake adopted name not her real one. she was from beijing. i always thought it odd that she didn’t choose june. she cooked every night.