It’d be most appropriate for me not to speak at times like this, but I’d rather take this moment of silence to bring attention to the fact that we never talk anymore… call me. Please.
D.e.C
mute
i am mute today
i do not want to talk to any of you
sorry sad little people
mute is the only way
for me today i am immune
to responding to stupidity
i will choose mute
what about you
kmac
Looking at the disheveled girl on the beach wrapped in nothing but rags she was wet form the moist of the ocean
“Can you speak?” he asked her gently a strange tone for anybody who knew him.
the russet girl shook her head
walking towrads her he watched as she blushed when he pulled her up form the sand.
“You can stay at my home…its up there.” he pointed towards a…castle?!
“don’t worry” he said seeing the shocked expression on her face
“its not as scary as it look.”
they walk off not noticing the looming shadows that are growing as the night comes an evil is following them.
LunarStar77
dont hit the mute button. it will be way too quiet. I never hit the mute button but like a peaceful quiet period now and then.
Ann
what i cannot tell you and my ear shoots a stream of fluid that hits my eye. and i cannot say anything about it just about patience and the
martin goldstein
the muted television blared black and white fuzz. Static was on the mutated television, and in the muted living room.
Lindsey
oppression, hate, speechless. sad. numb.
jamielady
quite go to sleep you little pathetic waste of a breathing cycle go to sleep it’s not worth the struggle go go go go go go shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nothing is behind you nothing is in front of you nothing is beside you you will be okay. don’t worry about the past and say nothing about the present and I promise you it will be okay just go to sleep go to sleep
Cecilia Rossi
can’t talk but have a lot to say. can’t think but have a lot of feelings. can’t ask but full of desire. silence and frost stretches as far as the eye can see into the distance of mute.
Luana
Oh, I got mute again. Huh.
This word makes me think of helen keller. But she wasn’t really mute. People only thought she was. And then she kicked everyone’s ass by proving them wrong.
You go helen keller, you go.
Carson
deaf someone that cant speak television button letters no sound music
sam
grab the remote and make it silent. my mouth keeps moving, but where is my mind? my glass hits the floor and my eyes blink purple, pearls in the atmosphere and where am I going? How long have I been here, and when will I leave.
Ananda
I wished I was mute when I was younger. Because at least then people wouldn’t constantly be asking me to repeat something or looking at me funny. i was obsessed with learning sign language the entire time I was in speech therapy but I never had any one to practice with and never learned really. Alas, I am not mute and can speak.
Carson
quiet
Anonymous
There was this guy. He never said a word. his name was Jim Thornton. He played violin, we used to hear him play all the time in the summer. I heard he died recently, wonder if he ever said anything.
Jason Torrey
quiet things and the pink is kind of nice, it reminds me of that one time i was in love park and they made the water that color. when i think of mute, i dont know i just think of a television screen and you have to mute it when your on the phone and what not mute is a simple word
Anonymous
there was no reason in the world now. it was a shockwave and the sound left my ears and my voice was silenced as I watched the scene before me. everything was slow.
sara
so quite i can’t hear anything. your life is mute if you are quite. please don’t be quite. i want to hear your voice. i want to hear the words fall out from between your lips.
allison
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sfgs
sometimes i think it would be nice to be forced to be mute. it would be cool to just be forced to observe everything and not have to comment on it all the time. just watch and learn…my daughter playing with her toys and i don’t feel the need to word how i’m going to tell this story to people…just to watch her play and not have to communicate what’s going on in my head. just to be
Amber
softly
quietly singing
like braille on your lips
guess
maybe he’s saying sweetheart
come on over
or perhaps its dangerous
the silence that kills
Jmstogs
i can’t hear anything you’re saying. did you say something? i must be losing you. there’s no sound coming from your way. everything’s gone quiet.
ty
Reminds me of MUSE, which is a band that I really don’t like. They are bland, they drone on (like me), and they aren’t catchy at all. Matt Belamy is a big piece of shit. Fuck that guy, right Jordi?
TyAvalon
Be quiet. Never speak. mimes. mute. wtf is the point of this!?!?!?
bitch
Mute people can’t speak, I once new a mute person who I thought was mute because he didn’t talk but he could have just been pretending. turned out he was the son of my math teacher. Fucking math, I hate math. At least I passed the class. Algerbra 2. Anyway, mute, like a remote, I wish I could mute matho teachers, those fuckers yelling about their math and all that they talk about is math.
Natalie
This makes me think of Mute Math, first of all. That’s my friend’s favorite band. It started out with another friend liking them, but then my BEST friend started liking them and now I like them, too. We drove by the lead singer’s house one time. Oh, yeah, my cousin likes them, too. Which is funny, because he usually only likes rap and stuff like that. But, then, he DID have Kelly Clarkson on his iTunes one time…
clutz
I cannot speak to you at all. I have been quieted, you are away. I am riding on a bicycle made for two, but I am all alone. I love you, but you are leaving me. i know that you cannot help this, and it is not really your choice to go, but there you go.
kylie
I cannot speak, even if I wanted to. But I don’t. I don’t want to. Why should I? The things I say have no weight to those around me. The words I speak are just furniture. Sometimes words are not enough.
Carl
Mute. Silence. No words. Why can’t I speak? Words are what connect people. We can share looks. We can share touches. But it is words that fully express who we are. We are nothing without words. Words connect human souls. Words are love.
Nimbus
i didn’t think immediately of a remote, as i thought i would
mostly it was a man
who cannot speak
and now i am thinking about how useful speechlessness might be
and how much i might value what i think so much more
if i wasn’t able to blurt it out whenever i pleased
lauren e
Once upon a time, I was a gypsy walking down a dark path when I saw a donkey standing there in the night. I looked at him, and said ‘why are you here?’ and he simply stared at me and replied
Kelsey
one word? i dont understand. what should i write? hmmmm? idont like thaat green line… its making me paranoid…): can i get anymore time? oh no its turning red!!! uhh ohhh
piper
Mute. Why would one want to mute themselves? It’s a funny word and a funny expression when you think of it. Mute. Stop. Turn off. I guess everyone needs a mute button every once in awhile though. Sometimes you just need to stop everyone and everything. Block out all the sound. So for once you can think on your own. And I guess that is the purpose of mute. To finally think for yourself.
Jenna
stop. silence. noise. turn it all down and make it stop. slow it all down and let the silence envelope all that you are. say goodbye to the noise. and let it go. let it all go.
carolina
I knew a guy who was mute once, he came into my house and demanded that I do something, which of course, I could not possibly understand because frankly, he was mute. So I stood there and then he took a metal bar from behind my door and smashed my window! The bastard!
Xizar
i hit the mute button on the remote because i dont want to hear that man yell at me about some stupid rebate that doesnt even apply to my life. sometimes i wish there was a mute button for life…i dont enjoy hearing your voice.
esperanza
I wish to shut you all up, away from this awful life. I wish to pause that trama you keep inflicting on me. I wish everything was just a whitenoise-type sound or simply nothing at all. but you just keep talking. why? because this is the world of real life? the world were dreams become nightmares…
Kit Kat
mute well fuck mute me dead or alive. I dont care i will abide shit this is qucik im getting sick i cant type mute for shit ill just quit. mute isnt very cute or fashonable or resonable or sesonable
che
voiceless and silent mountains to say but no voice to scream out in pain, a silent mouth gaping in horror and anguish tormented since time immemorial
Magda
I’m absoluelyin love with Mutemath. To me they are incredible guys with a lot of talent and they’re very sweet. I wonder why they chose their name. They’ve said many things about how they got their name but it’s never a constant story. It’s an interesting name to say the least. Silent arithmetic. Think about it that way.
It’d be most appropriate for me not to speak at times like this, but I’d rather take this moment of silence to bring attention to the fact that we never talk anymore… call me. Please.
mute
i am mute today
i do not want to talk to any of you
sorry sad little people
mute is the only way
for me today i am immune
to responding to stupidity
i will choose mute
what about you
Looking at the disheveled girl on the beach wrapped in nothing but rags she was wet form the moist of the ocean
“Can you speak?” he asked her gently a strange tone for anybody who knew him.
the russet girl shook her head
walking towrads her he watched as she blushed when he pulled her up form the sand.
“You can stay at my home…its up there.” he pointed towards a…castle?!
“don’t worry” he said seeing the shocked expression on her face
“its not as scary as it look.”
they walk off not noticing the looming shadows that are growing as the night comes an evil is following them.
dont hit the mute button. it will be way too quiet. I never hit the mute button but like a peaceful quiet period now and then.
what i cannot tell you and my ear shoots a stream of fluid that hits my eye. and i cannot say anything about it just about patience and the
the muted television blared black and white fuzz. Static was on the mutated television, and in the muted living room.
oppression, hate, speechless. sad. numb.
quite go to sleep you little pathetic waste of a breathing cycle go to sleep it’s not worth the struggle go go go go go go shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nothing is behind you nothing is in front of you nothing is beside you you will be okay. don’t worry about the past and say nothing about the present and I promise you it will be okay just go to sleep go to sleep
can’t talk but have a lot to say. can’t think but have a lot of feelings. can’t ask but full of desire. silence and frost stretches as far as the eye can see into the distance of mute.
Oh, I got mute again. Huh.
This word makes me think of helen keller. But she wasn’t really mute. People only thought she was. And then she kicked everyone’s ass by proving them wrong.
You go helen keller, you go.
deaf someone that cant speak television button letters no sound music
grab the remote and make it silent. my mouth keeps moving, but where is my mind? my glass hits the floor and my eyes blink purple, pearls in the atmosphere and where am I going? How long have I been here, and when will I leave.
I wished I was mute when I was younger. Because at least then people wouldn’t constantly be asking me to repeat something or looking at me funny. i was obsessed with learning sign language the entire time I was in speech therapy but I never had any one to practice with and never learned really. Alas, I am not mute and can speak.
quiet
There was this guy. He never said a word. his name was Jim Thornton. He played violin, we used to hear him play all the time in the summer. I heard he died recently, wonder if he ever said anything.
quiet things and the pink is kind of nice, it reminds me of that one time i was in love park and they made the water that color. when i think of mute, i dont know i just think of a television screen and you have to mute it when your on the phone and what not mute is a simple word
there was no reason in the world now. it was a shockwave and the sound left my ears and my voice was silenced as I watched the scene before me. everything was slow.
so quite i can’t hear anything. your life is mute if you are quite. please don’t be quite. i want to hear your voice. i want to hear the words fall out from between your lips.
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sometimes i think it would be nice to be forced to be mute. it would be cool to just be forced to observe everything and not have to comment on it all the time. just watch and learn…my daughter playing with her toys and i don’t feel the need to word how i’m going to tell this story to people…just to watch her play and not have to communicate what’s going on in my head. just to be
softly
quietly singing
like braille on your lips
guess
maybe he’s saying sweetheart
come on over
or perhaps its dangerous
the silence that kills
i can’t hear anything you’re saying. did you say something? i must be losing you. there’s no sound coming from your way. everything’s gone quiet.
Reminds me of MUSE, which is a band that I really don’t like. They are bland, they drone on (like me), and they aren’t catchy at all. Matt Belamy is a big piece of shit. Fuck that guy, right Jordi?
Be quiet. Never speak. mimes. mute. wtf is the point of this!?!?!?
Mute people can’t speak, I once new a mute person who I thought was mute because he didn’t talk but he could have just been pretending. turned out he was the son of my math teacher. Fucking math, I hate math. At least I passed the class. Algerbra 2. Anyway, mute, like a remote, I wish I could mute matho teachers, those fuckers yelling about their math and all that they talk about is math.
This makes me think of Mute Math, first of all. That’s my friend’s favorite band. It started out with another friend liking them, but then my BEST friend started liking them and now I like them, too. We drove by the lead singer’s house one time. Oh, yeah, my cousin likes them, too. Which is funny, because he usually only likes rap and stuff like that. But, then, he DID have Kelly Clarkson on his iTunes one time…
I cannot speak to you at all. I have been quieted, you are away. I am riding on a bicycle made for two, but I am all alone. I love you, but you are leaving me. i know that you cannot help this, and it is not really your choice to go, but there you go.
I cannot speak, even if I wanted to. But I don’t. I don’t want to. Why should I? The things I say have no weight to those around me. The words I speak are just furniture. Sometimes words are not enough.
Mute. Silence. No words. Why can’t I speak? Words are what connect people. We can share looks. We can share touches. But it is words that fully express who we are. We are nothing without words. Words connect human souls. Words are love.
i didn’t think immediately of a remote, as i thought i would
mostly it was a man
who cannot speak
and now i am thinking about how useful speechlessness might be
and how much i might value what i think so much more
if i wasn’t able to blurt it out whenever i pleased
Once upon a time, I was a gypsy walking down a dark path when I saw a donkey standing there in the night. I looked at him, and said ‘why are you here?’ and he simply stared at me and replied
one word? i dont understand. what should i write? hmmmm? idont like thaat green line… its making me paranoid…): can i get anymore time? oh no its turning red!!! uhh ohhh
Mute. Why would one want to mute themselves? It’s a funny word and a funny expression when you think of it. Mute. Stop. Turn off. I guess everyone needs a mute button every once in awhile though. Sometimes you just need to stop everyone and everything. Block out all the sound. So for once you can think on your own. And I guess that is the purpose of mute. To finally think for yourself.
stop. silence. noise. turn it all down and make it stop. slow it all down and let the silence envelope all that you are. say goodbye to the noise. and let it go. let it all go.
I knew a guy who was mute once, he came into my house and demanded that I do something, which of course, I could not possibly understand because frankly, he was mute. So I stood there and then he took a metal bar from behind my door and smashed my window! The bastard!
i hit the mute button on the remote because i dont want to hear that man yell at me about some stupid rebate that doesnt even apply to my life. sometimes i wish there was a mute button for life…i dont enjoy hearing your voice.
I wish to shut you all up, away from this awful life. I wish to pause that trama you keep inflicting on me. I wish everything was just a whitenoise-type sound or simply nothing at all. but you just keep talking. why? because this is the world of real life? the world were dreams become nightmares…
mute well fuck mute me dead or alive. I dont care i will abide shit this is qucik im getting sick i cant type mute for shit ill just quit. mute isnt very cute or fashonable or resonable or sesonable
voiceless and silent mountains to say but no voice to scream out in pain, a silent mouth gaping in horror and anguish tormented since time immemorial
I’m absoluelyin love with Mutemath. To me they are incredible guys with a lot of talent and they’re very sweet. I wonder why they chose their name. They’ve said many things about how they got their name but it’s never a constant story. It’s an interesting name to say the least. Silent arithmetic. Think about it that way.