Hum ho, I’ve been drinking a little and that has made me a bit tipsy. Made.. hmm.. How about this: Absolutely all men are self made, though only the successful ones will admit to this fact.
I made a mistake thinking that I could only love one person. I made an even bigger mistake thinking that I had to not only love, but sleep with more than one person. Monogamy and Polyamory do not need to be kept in 2 different boxes.
KJ
Made in Taiwan, or China, is what i read on most of the electronic stuff i make contact with everyday, they are awesome tbh
Awesometbh
She made me lick her boots. It was a great experience to watch a nun make me a real
man get down on my knees and lick her dirty holy feet.
Charles
Together, we broke apart the eggs, slipping the phlegm-like yolks into a frying pan, and discarding the remains.
I made your mama come like a two dollar whore that enjoys going to church so that she can be on her knees.
Charles
Made was a television show that I watched with my sister when we visited our grandparents, on my father’s side. I was happy to spend the time with her- and it was one of my first reality shows. I think about it even now from time to time. What would I be?
Claudia
So I made my way down the isle not even looking at my feet. There he was, at the end of the isle, gazing at me as I were the only one in the room. When he started disappearing I knew I had begun to cry. It didn’t even matter this time, because I knew he would still be there, once I wiped my eyes.
I was made to kill. I didn’t chose it. My parents didn’t either, it’s just how it happened. God designed me this way. I was made fearless, without emotions. I don;t flinch when my knife stabs the skin of a dog.
Patricia
You made me this way.
I blame your brown dustbowls
jenna
i should have made better decisions.
you should have treated me a bit better.
you made me feel like shit, like you never cared.
i made a stupid mistake i can’t take back.
it probably doesn’t matter anyway.
but it’s under my skin and i miss you more each minute passes.
I never made it into your heart. Somehow I was stuck in security. I might have even forgotten my passport or lost my luggage. But you were the plane I just missed, the bench I used to sit on, the weight I thought I had lifted. The stupid white wet floors in the restroom.
jenna
I just know that I made it.
I don’t know what we made, but I know that I made it though. It did not last, but then, we had not really made anything to last…just to last us through a lifetime, and if it came down much earlier than that, we have only ourselves to blame. Ourselves, and since this is the end of a lifetime; I mean, it died, didn’t it? Or rather, ended, before our lifetime was out.
I can’t stand here forever, doing CPR like this, praying for a ressurection. My arms are getting tierd, and I somehow never noticed until now that at some time, you had gone away and left us for dead, I and this thing that we once had, now laying limp on the world and staining time, like a pricked ballon, leaking blood or maybe just ink. Nothing but words left, gummy and running together like this. And you are gone from the thing we made, and from me. I thought you were strong, but when someting dies you have to wait…one to shut the other’s gaze down, and you could not, and so I did. I was calm, usual without you, but that was not my first thought. You would have been proud of my quietness, but I did not think of that at the last.
So maybe I am the one who made it.
Roberta
made? makes me think of cookies, cuz the other day i made cookies. usually i’m not very good at making cookies but these ones turned out ok. and mel’s mom made us cupcakes. are 60 secs done yet?
I made a cake with bananas it was good. my mom likes bananas I made a dress one time for my mom she wore it for a long time.
marcy
Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Alli. She made the most beautiful dresses in the whole city, everyone wanted at least one of her designs. It was amazing how well she made them, at only the age of 10 she was one of the most well known designers. Now at the age of 16 she had one whole line and planning to make another one. She will continue to make more and more lines until she is to old and wrinkly to sow.
JoJo
Your grandmother made this quilt before you were born. Every time I see it I remember her hands, thin, translucent, spidery veins going in all directions. Look, honey, just like mine.
Today I didn’t make anything, but yesterday I made a lot of thoughts. Because thoughts don’t need any physical materials to be made, I can produce many of them. I made a lot of sad thoughts, but there were some happy ones made too. Tomorrow I can hope to make more thoughts, and every day after that.
I made a life out of nothing. No money, no worries. Now I make pies and cookies for kids. I made a house into a home full of love and the smell of ginger.
A month ago I didn’t have anything. Now? I’ve got it made. I’ve got some skills, I’ve got the girl and goddamned if I don’t have my music. Its just like it should be. I have it made, me.
“I made you a cake. But unfortunately we had no batter ingredients, so here’s a tub of icing and some candle wax you fat bastard.” Tenth birthdays, you never forget them
Eoin
I made a pizza. It was a big pizza, an awesome pizza. A pizza that god was jealous of. Bet he doesn’t know how to make a good ‘za. But I do. Divine inspiration? Fuck that? It was pure me baby. Epic…just epic.
Robert C
you were made for the sole purpose of saving us,
you are a sacrifice, something that will save us all,
you were made without a will and without the right to freedom,
“But I thought you said we were made for each other.”
“Well…I lied.”
He stood there in silence as she picked up her purse from the kitchen table and put her coat over her arm. He looked at the hand she put out.
“Goodbye Adam.”
Made, to make, to create, to do. I made my bed, I made up my mind. I have done something, maybe boring, sometimes interesting. But I made it. I did something. I
Peter
I made him go up to his bedroom. “Take out the money, or I shoot you.”
He turned to me, tears running down his face, and then went to get something from his desk drawer.
I made it. All of it. Every scrap that you see here was my creation. And you know what? Fuck it all. They destroyed everything that I made, and I made it with all of my soul. They destroyed my soul. So I’m sorry, but you’re on your own now. I’ve made all I can make and I’ll never make anything ever again.
Liz
I thought i had it made. I thought that i could eat whatever i wanted to and still be thin. I was wrong. Today my mom told me that i look like i gained some weight. I weighed myself and i gained 7 pounds. I guess i don’t have it made afterall..FML (Did i really just say that?)
you can make alot of things. today i made myself dinner. made is also the name of a tv show on mtv. you can be made over. you can be made into something. i made my bed. you can make love.
jackie
I was so surprised to hear she had made it.
trotter
I once made a cake.. that flopped.. but I made KD and it turned out good… Made is a word that is past tense.. I like the past but the future is better cause I am in it…
Kellie
“Made” she thought to himself, the word rolling silently off his tounge, and throughout the hollows of his brain. Not once has she ever thought of it, the thought of making something for herself, to sell ,to earn a lively hood on!
jordan prewoznik
is what god did when he decided that i should exist in blue and yellow and orange and black in this big crazy world of freaky people who grunt and gurgle and ride buses and write postcards and take big trips to ethiopia and see the giraffes which god also MADE
DJ
Made. Everything is made. Made up. I was made by the hands of god. So where you. Be happy you where even made at all. Some people ‘have it made’. Lucky them.
Hia
Made.
To be constructed.
To be formed.
To be the epitome of one’s thoughts.
To have all of your feelings turned animate.
To be.
Jason
I made many a friend over the past few years. It has been and odd time considering the many things that I have made over the years. Made… An odd word indeed. There isn’t much else to say about that which is made.
Made to be
Made to think
Made to wish
Made to want
Made to need
Made to never
Have all these
Granted.
Hum ho, I’ve been drinking a little and that has made me a bit tipsy. Made.. hmm.. How about this: Absolutely all men are self made, though only the successful ones will admit to this fact.
Created. Something tangible that once was not and now is, acted upon by a pair of hands or a head or a heart or two. I made this for you.
i made a mistake
When I looked into her eyes all I could see was an empty vessel. A vessel that was made of obsidian.
I made a mistake thinking that I could only love one person. I made an even bigger mistake thinking that I had to not only love, but sleep with more than one person. Monogamy and Polyamory do not need to be kept in 2 different boxes.
Made in Taiwan, or China, is what i read on most of the electronic stuff i make contact with everyday, they are awesome tbh
She made me lick her boots. It was a great experience to watch a nun make me a real
man get down on my knees and lick her dirty holy feet.
Together, we broke apart the eggs, slipping the phlegm-like yolks into a frying pan, and discarding the remains.
We made the perfect team.
I made your mama come like a two dollar whore that enjoys going to church so that she can be on her knees.
Made was a television show that I watched with my sister when we visited our grandparents, on my father’s side. I was happy to spend the time with her- and it was one of my first reality shows. I think about it even now from time to time. What would I be?
So I made my way down the isle not even looking at my feet. There he was, at the end of the isle, gazing at me as I were the only one in the room. When he started disappearing I knew I had begun to cry. It didn’t even matter this time, because I knew he would still be there, once I wiped my eyes.
I was made to kill. I didn’t chose it. My parents didn’t either, it’s just how it happened. God designed me this way. I was made fearless, without emotions. I don;t flinch when my knife stabs the skin of a dog.
You made me this way.
I blame your brown dustbowls
i should have made better decisions.
you should have treated me a bit better.
you made me feel like shit, like you never cared.
i made a stupid mistake i can’t take back.
it probably doesn’t matter anyway.
but it’s under my skin and i miss you more each minute passes.
I never made it into your heart. Somehow I was stuck in security. I might have even forgotten my passport or lost my luggage. But you were the plane I just missed, the bench I used to sit on, the weight I thought I had lifted. The stupid white wet floors in the restroom.
I just know that I made it.
I don’t know what we made, but I know that I made it though. It did not last, but then, we had not really made anything to last…just to last us through a lifetime, and if it came down much earlier than that, we have only ourselves to blame. Ourselves, and since this is the end of a lifetime; I mean, it died, didn’t it? Or rather, ended, before our lifetime was out.
I can’t stand here forever, doing CPR like this, praying for a ressurection. My arms are getting tierd, and I somehow never noticed until now that at some time, you had gone away and left us for dead, I and this thing that we once had, now laying limp on the world and staining time, like a pricked ballon, leaking blood or maybe just ink. Nothing but words left, gummy and running together like this. And you are gone from the thing we made, and from me. I thought you were strong, but when someting dies you have to wait…one to shut the other’s gaze down, and you could not, and so I did. I was calm, usual without you, but that was not my first thought. You would have been proud of my quietness, but I did not think of that at the last.
So maybe I am the one who made it.
made? makes me think of cookies, cuz the other day i made cookies. usually i’m not very good at making cookies but these ones turned out ok. and mel’s mom made us cupcakes. are 60 secs done yet?
I made a cake with bananas it was good. my mom likes bananas I made a dress one time for my mom she wore it for a long time.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Alli. She made the most beautiful dresses in the whole city, everyone wanted at least one of her designs. It was amazing how well she made them, at only the age of 10 she was one of the most well known designers. Now at the age of 16 she had one whole line and planning to make another one. She will continue to make more and more lines until she is to old and wrinkly to sow.
Your grandmother made this quilt before you were born. Every time I see it I remember her hands, thin, translucent, spidery veins going in all directions. Look, honey, just like mine.
Today I didn’t make anything, but yesterday I made a lot of thoughts. Because thoughts don’t need any physical materials to be made, I can produce many of them. I made a lot of sad thoughts, but there were some happy ones made too. Tomorrow I can hope to make more thoughts, and every day after that.
I made a life out of nothing. No money, no worries. Now I make pies and cookies for kids. I made a house into a home full of love and the smell of ginger.
A month ago I didn’t have anything. Now? I’ve got it made. I’ve got some skills, I’ve got the girl and goddamned if I don’t have my music. Its just like it should be. I have it made, me.
“I made you a cake. But unfortunately we had no batter ingredients, so here’s a tub of icing and some candle wax you fat bastard.” Tenth birthdays, you never forget them
I made a pizza. It was a big pizza, an awesome pizza. A pizza that god was jealous of. Bet he doesn’t know how to make a good ‘za. But I do. Divine inspiration? Fuck that? It was pure me baby. Epic…just epic.
you were made for the sole purpose of saving us,
you are a sacrifice, something that will save us all,
you were made without a will and without the right to freedom,
because you’ll die for us,
so she ran.
“But I thought you said we were made for each other.”
“Well…I lied.”
He stood there in silence as she picked up her purse from the kitchen table and put her coat over her arm. He looked at the hand she put out.
“Goodbye Adam.”
Made, to make, to create, to do. I made my bed, I made up my mind. I have done something, maybe boring, sometimes interesting. But I made it. I did something. I
I made him go up to his bedroom. “Take out the money, or I shoot you.”
He turned to me, tears running down his face, and then went to get something from his desk drawer.
I made it. All of it. Every scrap that you see here was my creation. And you know what? Fuck it all. They destroyed everything that I made, and I made it with all of my soul. They destroyed my soul. So I’m sorry, but you’re on your own now. I’ve made all I can make and I’ll never make anything ever again.
I thought i had it made. I thought that i could eat whatever i wanted to and still be thin. I was wrong. Today my mom told me that i look like i gained some weight. I weighed myself and i gained 7 pounds. I guess i don’t have it made afterall..FML (Did i really just say that?)
you can make alot of things. today i made myself dinner. made is also the name of a tv show on mtv. you can be made over. you can be made into something. i made my bed. you can make love.
I was so surprised to hear she had made it.
I once made a cake.. that flopped.. but I made KD and it turned out good… Made is a word that is past tense.. I like the past but the future is better cause I am in it…
“Made” she thought to himself, the word rolling silently off his tounge, and throughout the hollows of his brain. Not once has she ever thought of it, the thought of making something for herself, to sell ,to earn a lively hood on!
is what god did when he decided that i should exist in blue and yellow and orange and black in this big crazy world of freaky people who grunt and gurgle and ride buses and write postcards and take big trips to ethiopia and see the giraffes which god also MADE
Made. Everything is made. Made up. I was made by the hands of god. So where you. Be happy you where even made at all. Some people ‘have it made’. Lucky them.
Made.
To be constructed.
To be formed.
To be the epitome of one’s thoughts.
To have all of your feelings turned animate.
To be.
I made many a friend over the past few years. It has been and odd time considering the many things that I have made over the years. Made… An odd word indeed. There isn’t much else to say about that which is made.