I strike the match and the bathroom smells of sulfur. I light the candles of all different smells. My towel falls to the floor as the steam rises from the shower. The door slowly opens and I hold my breath. Yes he’s seen me naked but always under covers. thoughts race through my mind will i still be good enough for him. he takes one look at me and draws me toward him for a long hot kiss before we step together into the shower. a perfect match.
kat the great
I hate matching tracksuits.
I can’t match because I’m colorblind.
Green, orange, brown, yellow.
Sigh.
Why can’t I?
Bonnie McClure
struck a match awkwardly, without tearing it out of the cardboard book and held it up for her to suck thru a cigarette. his face held no emotion, a mustache sagged on either side of his downturned mouth.
foxtail
blue music random creative skick cruel nice me myself matchy edgy fashion photo friend miss alot fuck clueless dance a lot fun ground round florida time over aaaaaaaa sacary timless clofull
aby
Match as in Tennis. As in movies about Tennis. Why are there movies about tennis? Does anyone really care about such a dull sport? And who came up with the term “love” – as in tied – as in equal. Doesn’t make sense to me. “Love” is too clean – too perfect – in tennis. Love isn’t that way in real life. Its messy and never equal. Match – who you match with – love – tennis.
Match point.
That's it
the match of the two was hopeless and destructive.
they burned and burned and burned, as if they’d been left in a room flooding with gasoline and only a match, but it was beautiful, and i stared through the windows into that room the whole time.
i wish it could have gone on forever, i wish i could have been there.
i found perfection then, and never have again.
it’s strange that this destruction was the furthest i’ve ever been from fear of annihilation and things like that.
kaiesthai
Are you a match for me? Really? That’s pretty egotistical of you, I think. One more step and you’d already be ash on the floor.
That’s an expensive carpet.
I’d rather you not force my hand. It could get messy.
Then again, I hear that’s the way you like it.
Curb
strike a match light it up burn it down strike up a conversation get lost in your words and float away match your friends with your personality and match your personality with nothing you are unique
mooselips
A single match, lit against the darkness. It radiates brightly but dies out quickly, a joyful spirit still plays against the shadows it has created though, as if re-living the emotions the match sought to have.
Tailscoolio
I thought that he and I were the perfect match at one point. Something that was certain, beautiful, prophetic. But I understand now that I was only looking for him to be my match, not seeing what was really there. He was a wish, a hope, a desperate plea with life to give me what I had prayed for under blankets for so long.
SZK
It was a match made in heaven. Both had the same interests and the same temperaments.
The breeders were excited about the puppies that the breeding would produce.
taurus
Go on, do it.
Strike a match. Watch the fire glow, just until it gets to hot.
I wouldn’t want you to get burnt.
Careful, set it down now, no need for your masochisict ways.
La.
Match me with my lover
Match me with with my soul
Match me with someone that doesn’t look like a troul
You have found my match
But its not what you expect
But what you matched me with
Is my new pet
It may sound weird
But its really not
Because of him
My family fought
He is my dog
And I am his mom
He has cleared the fog
I love him to death
Even after my last breath
He is mine forever
And ever and ever!
I love my dog Cody
Amanda K
I walked down to the beach, sat down, placed a cigarette on my lips, lit a match, and thought about my life.
steve.rl
that’s a cool word. It’s got a, a, you know, a punchiness. Which isn’t a word. But that’s ok. But, I mean, you can say this word, and everyone will know what you’re talking about. It’s the all-fit sort of word for its spectrum of definition. It rocks. It’s got personality.
Josef
match.com lighting matches on fire as a child burning embers of desire beautiful light of mine and yours does our dna match? who cares? i’ll match your salary in order to keep you here. yeah, right. in this day and age? mindless rants…
srisoulfire
matching. fuckin’ society.
why should we have to find a “match”
find LOVE
bbbrrrr
Only a small flame would show where the tunnel led. If it wasn’t for the only match that hadn’t gotten wet when his wooden raft turned over in the rising tide he would be utterly and hopelessly lost and at the will of whatever creature was lurking just on the other side of the shadows.
Robert Mitchell
He had finally met his match in this child .. sHe could speak nineteen to dozen and could not be stopped at all..
nimisha
a match is an entity that has an equal but separate part, and something that can start a fire. like love and love lost, like pain and fear, like joy and hope
Elidesu
get a stick added to ,it can blow up very easily…
Ashutosh Singh
“Wait, more than a what for me?”
“More than a match. Sorry, sometimes I forget to say what I am. That was sort of the joke there. Sorry.”
Then I set him on fire.
Sometimes you talk about how you’ll find your ‘soulmate’ and he’ll be ‘the one’ and you’ll be together forever
You’ll talk about him to your friends
they don’t tell you this
but
they think it’s bullshit.
stupidlittlepirate
it was one of the best ever in the history of the world. the score ended with a huge finish that no one was suspecting, and people will remember for all time. the stadium was full of happy and sad fans alike.
ovesh
The match, one of the simplest of household objects.
But often the most unappreciated. Bearing in mind that thousands of years ago, fire was difficult to conjure and revered by many as some sort of god.
Nowadays its as easy as striking a match and we have god in our hands!
Matt Harrison
get the match, get it right. wrong match? wrong turn. light the match, light my world. burn the match too much, it crumbles to the floor. dont hurt the match, or it’ll hurt you. revenge has fallen.
grape.
It starts slowly, bomp, bomp back, bomp back again. Then suddenly the sound changes. From firm but still a bit unsure bomp to aggresive schmack. Schmack. Aaargh. Applause. Now bomp again. A bit firmer, but still bomp. Now it’s the opposite around. First schmacker just bomp, then second bomper just schlobb. It scratches in the soil when the tennis shoe just not reaches the stop ball in time. 15-love.
Marten Gudmundhs
in a perfect world
you and i would match
like pieces of a puzzle so cliche but it doesn’t fit
I long to mesh to match with you
my edges too round for your straight narrow pieces
to fit
you and I would match
in a perfect world
I look elsewhere, for other puzzles
to make my picture beautiful
a betrayal of your pieces
i’m in pieces
you puzzle me
lauri
i lit a match the other day. the tip broke off, and i never saw anything so bright. Fire filled my room , drowning out the darkness. I’ll remember that match until the day i die. Words cannot explain how that match made me feel. indescribable .
brittany gibson
“They don’t match” I say, disappointed. Another twenty-two cents worth of material wasted. I throw them into the heap marked FAIL, trying hard not to notice how large it is in comparison to the tiny PASS pile.
Jas
a match made in heaven is what i would like to see. i have yet to see a couple that are perfect for eachother. in order for this match to be made… a spark must fly between them. this spark, if you will, could be little by a match. however if that match is lit incorrectly this potential match made in heaven could explode.
Lauren Matthews
a match sometimes, isnt a match at all.it can be in the form of one’s foil or challenge that matches one’s own strength’s and turns weaknesses into strengths.
tron
You were no match for me – in heart, nor body, nor soul. You lack what I have to give and in the end will only lose.
LynnArts (Jen M)
Game. Dating game. Match sticks. Matchstick men. One of these things just doesn’t belong here, or does it? Why be the same? What you live is a match to what you think. Like it or not.
clvngodess
you and me… we are good together. we are different, we argue, and you drive me mad. but we are a good match. so fucking nervous. i tremble thinking of you. you ignite me.
bizzzz
why am i still being matched with the qword matched?
rhonda
He lifted the bong to his lips and lit a match. “I hate people that smoke just to be cool,” he said.
I strike the match and the bathroom smells of sulfur. I light the candles of all different smells. My towel falls to the floor as the steam rises from the shower. The door slowly opens and I hold my breath. Yes he’s seen me naked but always under covers. thoughts race through my mind will i still be good enough for him. he takes one look at me and draws me toward him for a long hot kiss before we step together into the shower. a perfect match.
I hate matching tracksuits.
I can’t match because I’m colorblind.
Green, orange, brown, yellow.
Sigh.
Why can’t I?
struck a match awkwardly, without tearing it out of the cardboard book and held it up for her to suck thru a cigarette. his face held no emotion, a mustache sagged on either side of his downturned mouth.
blue music random creative skick cruel nice me myself matchy edgy fashion photo friend miss alot fuck clueless dance a lot fun ground round florida time over aaaaaaaa sacary timless clofull
Match as in Tennis. As in movies about Tennis. Why are there movies about tennis? Does anyone really care about such a dull sport? And who came up with the term “love” – as in tied – as in equal. Doesn’t make sense to me. “Love” is too clean – too perfect – in tennis. Love isn’t that way in real life. Its messy and never equal. Match – who you match with – love – tennis.
Match point.
the match of the two was hopeless and destructive.
they burned and burned and burned, as if they’d been left in a room flooding with gasoline and only a match, but it was beautiful, and i stared through the windows into that room the whole time.
i wish it could have gone on forever, i wish i could have been there.
i found perfection then, and never have again.
it’s strange that this destruction was the furthest i’ve ever been from fear of annihilation and things like that.
Are you a match for me? Really? That’s pretty egotistical of you, I think. One more step and you’d already be ash on the floor.
That’s an expensive carpet.
I’d rather you not force my hand. It could get messy.
Then again, I hear that’s the way you like it.
strike a match light it up burn it down strike up a conversation get lost in your words and float away match your friends with your personality and match your personality with nothing you are unique
A single match, lit against the darkness. It radiates brightly but dies out quickly, a joyful spirit still plays against the shadows it has created though, as if re-living the emotions the match sought to have.
I thought that he and I were the perfect match at one point. Something that was certain, beautiful, prophetic. But I understand now that I was only looking for him to be my match, not seeing what was really there. He was a wish, a hope, a desperate plea with life to give me what I had prayed for under blankets for so long.
It was a match made in heaven. Both had the same interests and the same temperaments.
The breeders were excited about the puppies that the breeding would produce.
Go on, do it.
Strike a match. Watch the fire glow, just until it gets to hot.
I wouldn’t want you to get burnt.
Careful, set it down now, no need for your masochisict ways.
Match me with my lover
Match me with with my soul
Match me with someone that doesn’t look like a troul
You have found my match
But its not what you expect
But what you matched me with
Is my new pet
It may sound weird
But its really not
Because of him
My family fought
He is my dog
And I am his mom
He has cleared the fog
I love him to death
Even after my last breath
He is mine forever
And ever and ever!
I love my dog Cody
I walked down to the beach, sat down, placed a cigarette on my lips, lit a match, and thought about my life.
that’s a cool word. It’s got a, a, you know, a punchiness. Which isn’t a word. But that’s ok. But, I mean, you can say this word, and everyone will know what you’re talking about. It’s the all-fit sort of word for its spectrum of definition. It rocks. It’s got personality.
match.com lighting matches on fire as a child burning embers of desire beautiful light of mine and yours does our dna match? who cares? i’ll match your salary in order to keep you here. yeah, right. in this day and age? mindless rants…
matching. fuckin’ society.
why should we have to find a “match”
find LOVE
Only a small flame would show where the tunnel led. If it wasn’t for the only match that hadn’t gotten wet when his wooden raft turned over in the rising tide he would be utterly and hopelessly lost and at the will of whatever creature was lurking just on the other side of the shadows.
He had finally met his match in this child .. sHe could speak nineteen to dozen and could not be stopped at all..
a match is an entity that has an equal but separate part, and something that can start a fire. like love and love lost, like pain and fear, like joy and hope
get a stick added to ,it can blow up very easily…
“Wait, more than a what for me?”
“More than a match. Sorry, sometimes I forget to say what I am. That was sort of the joke there. Sorry.”
Then I set him on fire.
how it was done
strike, strike, strike, strike,
kshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
puff puff puff
and….
scene!
Alg
Sometimes you talk about how you’ll find your ‘soulmate’ and he’ll be ‘the one’ and you’ll be together forever
You’ll talk about him to your friends
they don’t tell you this
but
they think it’s bullshit.
it was one of the best ever in the history of the world. the score ended with a huge finish that no one was suspecting, and people will remember for all time. the stadium was full of happy and sad fans alike.
The match, one of the simplest of household objects.
But often the most unappreciated. Bearing in mind that thousands of years ago, fire was difficult to conjure and revered by many as some sort of god.
Nowadays its as easy as striking a match and we have god in our hands!
get the match, get it right. wrong match? wrong turn. light the match, light my world. burn the match too much, it crumbles to the floor. dont hurt the match, or it’ll hurt you. revenge has fallen.
It starts slowly, bomp, bomp back, bomp back again. Then suddenly the sound changes. From firm but still a bit unsure bomp to aggresive schmack. Schmack. Aaargh. Applause. Now bomp again. A bit firmer, but still bomp. Now it’s the opposite around. First schmacker just bomp, then second bomper just schlobb. It scratches in the soil when the tennis shoe just not reaches the stop ball in time. 15-love.
in a perfect world
you and i would match
like pieces of a puzzle so cliche but it doesn’t fit
I long to mesh to match with you
my edges too round for your straight narrow pieces
to fit
you and I would match
in a perfect world
I look elsewhere, for other puzzles
to make my picture beautiful
a betrayal of your pieces
i’m in pieces
you puzzle me
i lit a match the other day. the tip broke off, and i never saw anything so bright. Fire filled my room , drowning out the darkness. I’ll remember that match until the day i die. Words cannot explain how that match made me feel. indescribable .
“They don’t match” I say, disappointed. Another twenty-two cents worth of material wasted. I throw them into the heap marked FAIL, trying hard not to notice how large it is in comparison to the tiny PASS pile.
a match made in heaven is what i would like to see. i have yet to see a couple that are perfect for eachother. in order for this match to be made… a spark must fly between them. this spark, if you will, could be little by a match. however if that match is lit incorrectly this potential match made in heaven could explode.
a match sometimes, isnt a match at all.it can be in the form of one’s foil or challenge that matches one’s own strength’s and turns weaknesses into strengths.
You were no match for me – in heart, nor body, nor soul. You lack what I have to give and in the end will only lose.
Game. Dating game. Match sticks. Matchstick men. One of these things just doesn’t belong here, or does it? Why be the same? What you live is a match to what you think. Like it or not.
you and me… we are good together. we are different, we argue, and you drive me mad. but we are a good match. so fucking nervous. i tremble thinking of you. you ignite me.
why am i still being matched with the qword matched?
He lifted the bong to his lips and lit a match. “I hate people that smoke just to be cool,” he said.