sowing my life back together. home making. threads of life, binding us together. wrapping us up in golden threads.
erin
Needle in a haystack. This isn’t like yesterday’s word–revolt–but this one has a much finer point, so to speak. Needle is something you use to knit, or to sew, whichever activity at which you are more proficient. That doesn’t make any sense. Anyway, a needle is also the word used to designate a syringe, that is, that which is used to administer a medication of a sort directly into the bloodstream. I am terrified of needles, yet I have four tattoos and several piercings. Somehow, tattoo needles are not nearly are terrifying as the needles of syringes. I would get sixty tattoos before I would seat myself to receive a medical injection. The idea that one must receive an injection to have a cavity filled, for example, terrifies me enough that I make certain to take care of my teeth–that, and oral hygiene is important, and important to me. I am way off topic.
Christina
Needle in a haystack. It’s great and hard to find. I want to do that some day. I poked myself with a needle before. It hurt. I want to buy a pink needle and poke people with it. That would be fun let me tell you. I want to poke a lot of random strangers.
Rhys Moore
PIN POINT DRUGS METH SHOOT UP HEROIN NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK LOOK FOR SOMETHING I CANT FIND IT WHERE DID I PUT MY KEYS MAYBE IF I DIDNT SHOOT UP THE HEROIN I COULD FIND MY KEYS WAIT SHOULD I BE DRIVING THAT WAS SOME GOOD HEROIN WAIT DO I HAVE CRATERS ON MY FACE NOW I HATE PEOPLE WITH CRATERS ON THEIR FACE HEROIN IS BAD DONT SHOOT HEROIN DO COCAINE INSTEAD IT WONT MAKE YOU FAT OR GIVE YOU FACE CRATERS FACE CRATERS LOOK LIKE PEPERONI PIZZA THATS GROSS AND GREASY I LIKE PIZZA IT IS SO GOOD I MISS PIZZA MY DIET DOESNT LET ME HAVE MUCH I SHOULD GO TO BED BEFORE I RUIN MY GOOD EATING FOR THE DAY MY DIET IS GREAT BUT SOMETIMES I GET HUNGRY
ANNA
My mother has the eye of one stuck in her foot. I have notoriously hard to stick veins, so everytime i donate or have blood drawn, I end up really sore because they fish around a lot. I really want to try acupuncture for depression and migraines cause I hear it doesn’t hurt.
Gilly
needles rock
tattoos rock
vaccinations rock
i rock
this website rocks
weekends rock
when i’m 18, i’m getting a tattoo and its gonna rock.
sydney
Your fear of needles always perplexed me. You were such a strong human-being, but when it came to needles you were out. You went through seizure after seizure. You managed fine through though, but when you realized an IV was in you were out. I miss you. So much.
Alicia
needle be it may. like sharp intervals. my heart speaks with a timeless taste for the ends of it to creep its way into my skin. needle may it be, that love is so sharp it stings. gloom is at the heart of my reputation. like a slow death waiting to let out into its grave. needle if i may, take the timeless glass of infinity and let it rock back and forth. let me shape you with curtains and wine. needle can i spell, with love and hate. swallow till the day i cant break away.
kiara belser
I used to do heroin. Needle is a powerful word for me. I have been clean for almost 6 months now and have not used heroin in almost a year. It feels fantastic; better than I could have ever imagined. Every day is like a gift and I am learning to appreciate things for the beauty they have. Nothing could be better. Ever.
james
The thread slipped through my hands for th hundredth time. I sighed in exasperation and almost threw the needle and thread to the ground. It was a pointless endeavor anyway – trying to learn to embroider. It was only for my love, to make a project that would tell her how much I truly cared.
some people are scared of needles. they can be used to draw blood or to inject people with things, usually medicine. some people do illegal drugs with needles. some needles are used for other things such as sewing. they are pointy. they’re usually, if not always, made out of metal.
George
The long needle stuck the boy as the with cackled at his pain. He could not believe the situation he had gotten himself into. His mother had told him not to play in old Ms. Graymas yard but he wouldn’t listen. He wondered if he would ever see the light of day again.
Josh Hamel
pointy sharp object, can be used to create or destroy
silver
strong
not to my liking really
LiZARD
A needle weaves in and out of a network of threads connecting and intertwining fibers forming a fabric. It transforms useless strands into a usable form.
Vinda Dravid
No feeling is final. No needle can thread every hole. No thread can hold every stitch together. No one can be truly together with someone else. It is through the space, the wide gaps, where we lose one another and seep in to our own skin.
in my eye. i wonder why my mother didnt teach me how to sew. My mother didnt teach me alot of things. Except to be resposnible, follow through on my word and always keep a promise. She’s dying. I am sad to be losing my mother and all those things she never taught me. She’s positive though. She has hope she will live. I know differently. And I wish I didn’t. Who knows I may have to suffer longer with or without her. They tell me when you lose your last parent you are free. I am curious to see. I will have to teach my child to sew. I will have to teach my child lots of things when my mother is gone. I will have to teach the values of our ancestors and of the power of the women in our family. I will have to be a good example. I’m sure even without trying my daughter will know to be responsible. It’s my karmic fate. So now what? How does one wait in the uncertainty of death? Where does one go?
lynn
Needle’s scare me. I think because of Sleeping Beauty, because the princess get’s stabbed by a pin needle on the spinny thing. So even now, they scare me. Really bad. I have a phobia…
Maranda Moyer
needle in a haystack. i have always wondered where that phrase came from. i mean think about it…why would someone put a needle in a haystack? or better yet, why would they have a needle anywhere near a haystack? you must be kinda crazy to be using ne
Melissa
a very sharp object that can potentially hurt someone. it is used to poke someone with medicine, such as shots, IV. needles are also used to sow. needles can be very harmful at times.
Jessica
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Laura
needles… my mother runs an alteration business called “pins & needles” i’m afraid of needles. it’s one reason i haven’t been able to give blood yet… i’ve only recently gotten used to getting simple shots…
Clarissa
i once used a needle to sew together my daughters dress. she looked beautiful in that dress. my daughter was four when she was diagnosed with leukemia i wish i could go back to when it was as easy as a needle and thread
Tessa
the needle is sharp. A needle scares me, i do not like the pain it sends through my body even with one little prick. I suppose needles do good things though, they help find out cures to diseases via medication/ testing. I still don’t like needles. It even sounds funny.
Jessica
silver, pinhole, helps to sew. small part of a big something, a worker. a helper. brings colors together. brings threads together. a builder. slender, nimble. weaving.
sam
The needle stabbed through the fabric as Sandry embroided a flower. She was angry, and this flower was supposed to be -calming-, but it wasn’t doing the job quite proper. The leaf appeared to bleed green and white thread, and she cursed inwardly at her own mistakes.
One needle to thread the cloth of a thousand years. But as with anything it was replaceable. Nothing more than a sharp piece of metal thrown away with the misused thread.
Kate
Pulling the needle through the fabric there came a sense of completion. She stared down and realized her life’s work had finally come to fruition. There was nothing wrong with what she had done; nothing whatsoever, but others would definitely not understand. Not many would understand.
Jessica
i just typed all this up abut apparently i lost it by clicking the wrong thing but i do like to sew and make hommeade gifts for friends like the quilt i just made sarah for caleb when he is born soon. i enjoyed making it and know she appreciated it. It is nice to know i can sew when so many people have no idea how to anymore
Emily
he looked at his rist, where the red mark was and thought about what he had just done and how good it felt. the blood drippd onto the florr in a small puddle, the needle lay next to him, almost laughing, telling him he was weak
Anna
the pointed needle pricked my finger. I pull back afraid to continue. I knew I shouldn’t have started sewing.
amy winehouse
the needle is piercing the veil, and stuck in the haystack
but the power behind it
sheds like the layers of linen it can sew
and so,
i present to you
the needle…
the reason my finger bleeds
and my heart pores out onto
michelle perez
Never have I been so wary of something so small. A small, silver gleam amidst an ocean of shag. Where could it be. I know. I’ll find that out when I step on it one morning on the way to the bathroom, and i’ll trip and fall and bang my head against the armoir in the hallway. Glass will cascade down the arched legs and all of a sudden that missing needle will seem harmless.
The cat landed, but was moving instantly as his paws slid across the oak floor. Mousie was hiding back behind his spinwheel, and I gazed upon the red tipped needle apprehensively. “I stabbed my cat,” i started, “to save my mouse.”
The next day my cat came up missing, and I never will know what anti-sentiments Sparkles had towards me.
A needle and thread. A boy, a spool. And empty carton of cigarettes and an empty rocking chair on the porch in the heat of the middle of a summer day. The desert surrounds for miles, but the boy does not care. His dog sits on his lap, panting, watching the needle pull the thread in and out of the fabric…
Sara
what they use a he docs. office duhhhh
lauren
The needle pierced the vein, injecting warmth and hope and happiness into my vein. I was too far gone to realize that they removed the rubber tubing that was restricting my blood flow, but I felt euphoria unrestricted as it swam to every vessel, every artery of my body. I was free. There was nothing I could not accomplish. That is until the vampire serum caused my heart to flat line. I remember the sounds of the doctors become increasingly more distant as I swam away.
Doug McIntire
in a haystack
in my arm
thinner than a stick
thicker than the harm
scary as (&$@&$)
but oh so small
worse than a miniature clown
handing out ballons in a mall
Lauren
sharp, sewing, piercing needles are hollow and fun to play with, i like piercings. a lot. i need to fix my dogs teddy bear but i cant find a needle. oops
marissa
needle and thread…i hate sewing. my fucked up pillow 8th grade year. haveing my blood drawn. the blood filling up the little vile,almost black. blood is kind of pretty in a little vile like that. vampires. interview with a vampire… that was actually a pretty good movie.
minni
“This won’t take long,” the doctor said, pulling out a long needle from within his white coat pocket. “Just try not to think about it, okay?” The boy sitting on the stretcher shivered; Whether if it was from the influenza or from the fear, he wasn’t too sure.
sowing my life back together. home making. threads of life, binding us together. wrapping us up in golden threads.
Needle in a haystack. This isn’t like yesterday’s word–revolt–but this one has a much finer point, so to speak. Needle is something you use to knit, or to sew, whichever activity at which you are more proficient. That doesn’t make any sense. Anyway, a needle is also the word used to designate a syringe, that is, that which is used to administer a medication of a sort directly into the bloodstream. I am terrified of needles, yet I have four tattoos and several piercings. Somehow, tattoo needles are not nearly are terrifying as the needles of syringes. I would get sixty tattoos before I would seat myself to receive a medical injection. The idea that one must receive an injection to have a cavity filled, for example, terrifies me enough that I make certain to take care of my teeth–that, and oral hygiene is important, and important to me. I am way off topic.
Needle in a haystack. It’s great and hard to find. I want to do that some day. I poked myself with a needle before. It hurt. I want to buy a pink needle and poke people with it. That would be fun let me tell you. I want to poke a lot of random strangers.
PIN POINT DRUGS METH SHOOT UP HEROIN NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK LOOK FOR SOMETHING I CANT FIND IT WHERE DID I PUT MY KEYS MAYBE IF I DIDNT SHOOT UP THE HEROIN I COULD FIND MY KEYS WAIT SHOULD I BE DRIVING THAT WAS SOME GOOD HEROIN WAIT DO I HAVE CRATERS ON MY FACE NOW I HATE PEOPLE WITH CRATERS ON THEIR FACE HEROIN IS BAD DONT SHOOT HEROIN DO COCAINE INSTEAD IT WONT MAKE YOU FAT OR GIVE YOU FACE CRATERS FACE CRATERS LOOK LIKE PEPERONI PIZZA THATS GROSS AND GREASY I LIKE PIZZA IT IS SO GOOD I MISS PIZZA MY DIET DOESNT LET ME HAVE MUCH I SHOULD GO TO BED BEFORE I RUIN MY GOOD EATING FOR THE DAY MY DIET IS GREAT BUT SOMETIMES I GET HUNGRY
My mother has the eye of one stuck in her foot. I have notoriously hard to stick veins, so everytime i donate or have blood drawn, I end up really sore because they fish around a lot. I really want to try acupuncture for depression and migraines cause I hear it doesn’t hurt.
needles rock
tattoos rock
vaccinations rock
i rock
this website rocks
weekends rock
when i’m 18, i’m getting a tattoo and its gonna rock.
Your fear of needles always perplexed me. You were such a strong human-being, but when it came to needles you were out. You went through seizure after seizure. You managed fine through though, but when you realized an IV was in you were out. I miss you. So much.
needle be it may. like sharp intervals. my heart speaks with a timeless taste for the ends of it to creep its way into my skin. needle may it be, that love is so sharp it stings. gloom is at the heart of my reputation. like a slow death waiting to let out into its grave. needle if i may, take the timeless glass of infinity and let it rock back and forth. let me shape you with curtains and wine. needle can i spell, with love and hate. swallow till the day i cant break away.
I used to do heroin. Needle is a powerful word for me. I have been clean for almost 6 months now and have not used heroin in almost a year. It feels fantastic; better than I could have ever imagined. Every day is like a gift and I am learning to appreciate things for the beauty they have. Nothing could be better. Ever.
The thread slipped through my hands for th hundredth time. I sighed in exasperation and almost threw the needle and thread to the ground. It was a pointless endeavor anyway – trying to learn to embroider. It was only for my love, to make a project that would tell her how much I truly cared.
some people are scared of needles. they can be used to draw blood or to inject people with things, usually medicine. some people do illegal drugs with needles. some needles are used for other things such as sewing. they are pointy. they’re usually, if not always, made out of metal.
The long needle stuck the boy as the with cackled at his pain. He could not believe the situation he had gotten himself into. His mother had told him not to play in old Ms. Graymas yard but he wouldn’t listen. He wondered if he would ever see the light of day again.
pointy sharp object, can be used to create or destroy
silver
strong
not to my liking really
A needle weaves in and out of a network of threads connecting and intertwining fibers forming a fabric. It transforms useless strands into a usable form.
No feeling is final. No needle can thread every hole. No thread can hold every stitch together. No one can be truly together with someone else. It is through the space, the wide gaps, where we lose one another and seep in to our own skin.
in my eye. i wonder why my mother didnt teach me how to sew. My mother didnt teach me alot of things. Except to be resposnible, follow through on my word and always keep a promise. She’s dying. I am sad to be losing my mother and all those things she never taught me. She’s positive though. She has hope she will live. I know differently. And I wish I didn’t. Who knows I may have to suffer longer with or without her. They tell me when you lose your last parent you are free. I am curious to see. I will have to teach my child to sew. I will have to teach my child lots of things when my mother is gone. I will have to teach the values of our ancestors and of the power of the women in our family. I will have to be a good example. I’m sure even without trying my daughter will know to be responsible. It’s my karmic fate. So now what? How does one wait in the uncertainty of death? Where does one go?
Needle’s scare me. I think because of Sleeping Beauty, because the princess get’s stabbed by a pin needle on the spinny thing. So even now, they scare me. Really bad. I have a phobia…
needle in a haystack. i have always wondered where that phrase came from. i mean think about it…why would someone put a needle in a haystack? or better yet, why would they have a needle anywhere near a haystack? you must be kinda crazy to be using ne
a very sharp object that can potentially hurt someone. it is used to poke someone with medicine, such as shots, IV. needles are also used to sow. needles can be very harmful at times.
ewfsdf
needles… my mother runs an alteration business called “pins & needles” i’m afraid of needles. it’s one reason i haven’t been able to give blood yet… i’ve only recently gotten used to getting simple shots…
i once used a needle to sew together my daughters dress. she looked beautiful in that dress. my daughter was four when she was diagnosed with leukemia i wish i could go back to when it was as easy as a needle and thread
the needle is sharp. A needle scares me, i do not like the pain it sends through my body even with one little prick. I suppose needles do good things though, they help find out cures to diseases via medication/ testing. I still don’t like needles. It even sounds funny.
silver, pinhole, helps to sew. small part of a big something, a worker. a helper. brings colors together. brings threads together. a builder. slender, nimble. weaving.
The needle stabbed through the fabric as Sandry embroided a flower. She was angry, and this flower was supposed to be -calming-, but it wasn’t doing the job quite proper. The leaf appeared to bleed green and white thread, and she cursed inwardly at her own mistakes.
One needle to thread the cloth of a thousand years. But as with anything it was replaceable. Nothing more than a sharp piece of metal thrown away with the misused thread.
Pulling the needle through the fabric there came a sense of completion. She stared down and realized her life’s work had finally come to fruition. There was nothing wrong with what she had done; nothing whatsoever, but others would definitely not understand. Not many would understand.
i just typed all this up abut apparently i lost it by clicking the wrong thing but i do like to sew and make hommeade gifts for friends like the quilt i just made sarah for caleb when he is born soon. i enjoyed making it and know she appreciated it. It is nice to know i can sew when so many people have no idea how to anymore
he looked at his rist, where the red mark was and thought about what he had just done and how good it felt. the blood drippd onto the florr in a small puddle, the needle lay next to him, almost laughing, telling him he was weak
the pointed needle pricked my finger. I pull back afraid to continue. I knew I shouldn’t have started sewing.
the needle is piercing the veil, and stuck in the haystack
but the power behind it
sheds like the layers of linen it can sew
and so,
i present to you
the needle…
the reason my finger bleeds
and my heart pores out onto
Never have I been so wary of something so small. A small, silver gleam amidst an ocean of shag. Where could it be. I know. I’ll find that out when I step on it one morning on the way to the bathroom, and i’ll trip and fall and bang my head against the armoir in the hallway. Glass will cascade down the arched legs and all of a sudden that missing needle will seem harmless.
The cat landed, but was moving instantly as his paws slid across the oak floor. Mousie was hiding back behind his spinwheel, and I gazed upon the red tipped needle apprehensively. “I stabbed my cat,” i started, “to save my mouse.”
The next day my cat came up missing, and I never will know what anti-sentiments Sparkles had towards me.
A needle and thread. A boy, a spool. And empty carton of cigarettes and an empty rocking chair on the porch in the heat of the middle of a summer day. The desert surrounds for miles, but the boy does not care. His dog sits on his lap, panting, watching the needle pull the thread in and out of the fabric…
what they use a he docs. office duhhhh
The needle pierced the vein, injecting warmth and hope and happiness into my vein. I was too far gone to realize that they removed the rubber tubing that was restricting my blood flow, but I felt euphoria unrestricted as it swam to every vessel, every artery of my body. I was free. There was nothing I could not accomplish. That is until the vampire serum caused my heart to flat line. I remember the sounds of the doctors become increasingly more distant as I swam away.
in a haystack
in my arm
thinner than a stick
thicker than the harm
scary as (&$@&$)
but oh so small
worse than a miniature clown
handing out ballons in a mall
sharp, sewing, piercing needles are hollow and fun to play with, i like piercings. a lot. i need to fix my dogs teddy bear but i cant find a needle. oops
needle and thread…i hate sewing. my fucked up pillow 8th grade year. haveing my blood drawn. the blood filling up the little vile,almost black. blood is kind of pretty in a little vile like that. vampires. interview with a vampire… that was actually a pretty good movie.
“This won’t take long,” the doctor said, pulling out a long needle from within his white coat pocket. “Just try not to think about it, okay?” The boy sitting on the stretcher shivered; Whether if it was from the influenza or from the fear, he wasn’t too sure.