woooooords are so wordy they feel like words coming out of my mouth by under my skin as i type on the keys. i feel the motion but i don’t feel the release of my emotions. sayyyy whatttt is all i hear people say but i know that i can speak and write and type as much to say whaaatt i want. hemp necklace. wheat thins. skins. ichat. red. glue. color. headband. eye opener
denise
i am so afriad of needles. only surgical ones. the ones doctors try to jab me with. i freak out. i have a real fear. but ones for piercings, those are fine! and sewing needles, i can jab myself with those and be fine. also, i can give blood liek apro and get iv’s just not needles.
taylor.
scary
taylor Kitto
I sew and stitch together, all that binds me. I try to keep everything together with the weak thread of my ambition. I want to keep you forever, but forever is a long way.
Mika
The first shot you get as a baby is never the scariest. It’s the shot when you are twelve years old and you hear about everyone else’s fears of needles, that you realize you get scared too.
eden
needles are lon and thin and you use them to sewthings with. they have a little eye at one end and a pint atthe other to push through fabric, tring to thread a needle is difficult an takes some etream skill. you can try and find a neede in a haystack but that is hard.
Lauren
theres this song called something by this russian singer and in it it talks about how this girls is sowing something and then she pricks her finger with a needle and thats the whole song. me and my friend always listen to it. i dont like needles though. they used to scare when i was little bc i would find them one the street.
ana moiseyenko
and the thorn what does that mean who knows i cant tell you lets just say its a reaction maybe i meant the spoon? after which you need the needle here is the way lets seek it out dont stop following although sometimes you gotta lead however all things will come to fruition as time gets closer and closes in and pops back inside out the other side flowing into another world
dbone
My one word is needle. It’s so funny how one little word can have so many different feelings attached to it. Fear, stress,
Anonymous
sharp finely pointed, silver and harmful, soft and light, “wrap me around you” the yarn said. “i yearn for your presence”
Anonymous
something that causes pain, sharp pointy, usually not used for good, nobody really likes needles besides crazy folk. They make me scream out in pain, squint my eyes and cry. Needles fucking suck what kind of word is needle? it’s weird and uncalled for. I don’t like needles
Tyler
It stings. It pokes. Penetrates. Extracts life. Inserts the medicine. It gets under your skin, and you’re afraid. But it heals you, or heals another.
Miranda
a very pointy sharp object, intent on making people feel loads of pain. and helping children piss their pants in fright for years and years.
jane
Sharp. I just got repierced with onetoday in my nose. And I changed my monroe. I sewed my hand with a needle and thread once. It was different. Now I want another piercing. Or to make a pillow.
Sid.
they let me get tattoos :)
Anonymous
Infections spread through this town, through the needles. We shoved them through our flesh, anywhere we could. And went so fast in our rebellion that someone along the line forgot the safety. Now we’re here, with metal shoved through our bodies without any way to heal. This is us. We’ve got nothing left but the infections, damn whoever passed it on.
Olivia
they pain us, they pleasure us.
heroine, and medicines,
fear them, love them
want then meed them
You’ll know which is which when you come across them.
Kei
youre absence has gone through me like thread through a needle i need you more then you know. Just sew my heart up again because its tearing with that blue blue thread and your deep brown eyes and the sky never looked so wonderfull out my window that day. Stitch me up like my winter jacket, whose buttons are missing im a mess and you know it. I need your sewing skills, like i need you.
Lena
sharp, pointing, pain silver it’s something that not’s needed
Tyler
it reminds me of when you go to get your blood drawn and they use a gigantic needle and you think that you will have this gaping hole in your arm and it’s like the skin will go in the hole because it’s so big but it doesn’t and your blood just drains super fasst
ariel
i guess i could sew a button onto this jacket or something. push the needle in and out, pull the thread through… it’s so much easier to throw it out than to spend five minutes to fix it.
morgan
as far as i can write about a needle. ican say the the nneedle is well heared in my socity and we have all the quets about it like camel goes into the nedle head and like
h1n9000 is my vacin
it’s sharp and it can hurt you. you use it for sewing, i’d say. it’s silver. you can even pierce yourself or others with it..
jo
A small thin piece of metal with a sharp end. Used for tasks such as sewing. Also a term used for the instrument used for injections. Something used for piercings, too.
Kelsy
Pin-prick,
just a pin-prick,
but you cut me up.
Your needle swallowed the echoes of my shouts and drowned them into whispers.
My face is blocked up with bandages.
Rosie
the needle plunged into her pale flesh as the crimson blood oozed out, running down her skin like an entity in its self.
melondrea
I can’t sew. I think I should learn. It’s a useful skill. Could’ve saved my favorite jacket instead of turning it into wall art. Though I think it’s pretty kewl wall art. I still miss my jacket. It was comfy. Again, I should learn to sew. Get another jacket, too.
Karin
elliot smith comes to mind. i’m going to listen to that now. you should too.
alec
1 guy one needle. you use needles if you are a drug addict. the government or more likely the community you live in hand out these to addicts to prevent disease and infection from spreading througout
Tboais
i’d been xstitching mindlessly for an hour when the needle pierced my thumb. stitching just to take time for myself. not even because i liked it; because it was the only way i could look busy so they’d leave me be.
“fuck!” i yelled.
“this is the wrong shade of red.”
g.jessy
needle needle drawing slow through the blood with a little push and everything is pulled tight together again. Time to heal. When i was young, my brother came home with a gash in his foot. We didn’t believe him until he showed us. He’d stepped on a glass bottle in a puddle.
Anonymous
needle makes me think of the book The heroin diaries by nikki sixx the bass player for motely crue it’s a book about 1987, the year when his heroin addiction reached it’s climax.
Patrick S.
Her fingers trembled. She was normally so calm and a needle can be stilled just by looking at it. She was looking out the window
Anonymous
I was the needle and
i was certain that you were the haystack.
Once I got lost in all that
was you
I would never be found again.
But then you changed, the straw was spun to gold and there I was
left alone
afraid
and on the floor. Now, I can only hope to mend a broken heart.
Britt
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fdfdfds
the needle moved effortlessy through her skin and before she knew it her mouth had been completely sewn shut. She tried to scream but, mainly because she had her mouth sewn shut, all that came out was a muffled mumphlemaaa and a tear from her eye. a tear rolled sadly down her cheek
Lyle Langford
needles are threaded and start their journey in a sea of fabric.
the yarn flows behind the needle as you move your nimble fingers, my grandmother’s fingers.
she cannot see like she used to.
she asks me for help.
i learn.
maggie moore
she turned to the doctor, terrified, petrified in his stare. he was frankenstein, she knew it. he came closer, chilling stare, pepper eyes, so hot. she turned towards the window, glassy glassy stare. closer he came, his breath hot on her face. the sliver approached her arm and she fought it. terrified now, she screamed.
Katie
i tried to sew one of my shirts the other day. broke the sewing machine so i had to use a needle. then i decided it was too much effort so i just figured i could live with a shirt thats a size too big. life’s too short to sew shit with needles.
shivani
needles are sharp. piercing holes in fabric to create a pattern of flowing yarn and string. my grandmother is old now, and cannot see well enough to thread her needles. needles are skinny, sharp, and they prick.
woooooords are so wordy they feel like words coming out of my mouth by under my skin as i type on the keys. i feel the motion but i don’t feel the release of my emotions. sayyyy whatttt is all i hear people say but i know that i can speak and write and type as much to say whaaatt i want. hemp necklace. wheat thins. skins. ichat. red. glue. color. headband. eye opener
i am so afriad of needles. only surgical ones. the ones doctors try to jab me with. i freak out. i have a real fear. but ones for piercings, those are fine! and sewing needles, i can jab myself with those and be fine. also, i can give blood liek apro and get iv’s just not needles.
scary
I sew and stitch together, all that binds me. I try to keep everything together with the weak thread of my ambition. I want to keep you forever, but forever is a long way.
The first shot you get as a baby is never the scariest. It’s the shot when you are twelve years old and you hear about everyone else’s fears of needles, that you realize you get scared too.
needles are lon and thin and you use them to sewthings with. they have a little eye at one end and a pint atthe other to push through fabric, tring to thread a needle is difficult an takes some etream skill. you can try and find a neede in a haystack but that is hard.
theres this song called something by this russian singer and in it it talks about how this girls is sowing something and then she pricks her finger with a needle and thats the whole song. me and my friend always listen to it. i dont like needles though. they used to scare when i was little bc i would find them one the street.
and the thorn what does that mean who knows i cant tell you lets just say its a reaction maybe i meant the spoon? after which you need the needle here is the way lets seek it out dont stop following although sometimes you gotta lead however all things will come to fruition as time gets closer and closes in and pops back inside out the other side flowing into another world
My one word is needle. It’s so funny how one little word can have so many different feelings attached to it. Fear, stress,
sharp finely pointed, silver and harmful, soft and light, “wrap me around you” the yarn said. “i yearn for your presence”
something that causes pain, sharp pointy, usually not used for good, nobody really likes needles besides crazy folk. They make me scream out in pain, squint my eyes and cry. Needles fucking suck what kind of word is needle? it’s weird and uncalled for. I don’t like needles
It stings. It pokes. Penetrates. Extracts life. Inserts the medicine. It gets under your skin, and you’re afraid. But it heals you, or heals another.
a very pointy sharp object, intent on making people feel loads of pain. and helping children piss their pants in fright for years and years.
Sharp. I just got repierced with onetoday in my nose. And I changed my monroe. I sewed my hand with a needle and thread once. It was different. Now I want another piercing. Or to make a pillow.
they let me get tattoos :)
Infections spread through this town, through the needles. We shoved them through our flesh, anywhere we could. And went so fast in our rebellion that someone along the line forgot the safety. Now we’re here, with metal shoved through our bodies without any way to heal. This is us. We’ve got nothing left but the infections, damn whoever passed it on.
they pain us, they pleasure us.
heroine, and medicines,
fear them, love them
want then meed them
You’ll know which is which when you come across them.
youre absence has gone through me like thread through a needle i need you more then you know. Just sew my heart up again because its tearing with that blue blue thread and your deep brown eyes and the sky never looked so wonderfull out my window that day. Stitch me up like my winter jacket, whose buttons are missing im a mess and you know it. I need your sewing skills, like i need you.
sharp, pointing, pain silver it’s something that not’s needed
it reminds me of when you go to get your blood drawn and they use a gigantic needle and you think that you will have this gaping hole in your arm and it’s like the skin will go in the hole because it’s so big but it doesn’t and your blood just drains super fasst
i guess i could sew a button onto this jacket or something. push the needle in and out, pull the thread through… it’s so much easier to throw it out than to spend five minutes to fix it.
as far as i can write about a needle. ican say the the nneedle is well heared in my socity and we have all the quets about it like camel goes into the nedle head and like
it’s sharp and it can hurt you. you use it for sewing, i’d say. it’s silver. you can even pierce yourself or others with it..
A small thin piece of metal with a sharp end. Used for tasks such as sewing. Also a term used for the instrument used for injections. Something used for piercings, too.
Pin-prick,
just a pin-prick,
but you cut me up.
Your needle swallowed the echoes of my shouts and drowned them into whispers.
My face is blocked up with bandages.
the needle plunged into her pale flesh as the crimson blood oozed out, running down her skin like an entity in its self.
I can’t sew. I think I should learn. It’s a useful skill. Could’ve saved my favorite jacket instead of turning it into wall art. Though I think it’s pretty kewl wall art. I still miss my jacket. It was comfy. Again, I should learn to sew. Get another jacket, too.
elliot smith comes to mind. i’m going to listen to that now. you should too.
1 guy one needle. you use needles if you are a drug addict. the government or more likely the community you live in hand out these to addicts to prevent disease and infection from spreading througout
i’d been xstitching mindlessly for an hour when the needle pierced my thumb. stitching just to take time for myself. not even because i liked it; because it was the only way i could look busy so they’d leave me be.
“fuck!” i yelled.
“this is the wrong shade of red.”
needle needle drawing slow through the blood with a little push and everything is pulled tight together again. Time to heal. When i was young, my brother came home with a gash in his foot. We didn’t believe him until he showed us. He’d stepped on a glass bottle in a puddle.
needle makes me think of the book The heroin diaries by nikki sixx the bass player for motely crue it’s a book about 1987, the year when his heroin addiction reached it’s climax.
Her fingers trembled. She was normally so calm and a needle can be stilled just by looking at it. She was looking out the window
I was the needle and
i was certain that you were the haystack.
Once I got lost in all that
was you
I would never be found again.
But then you changed, the straw was spun to gold and there I was
left alone
afraid
and on the floor. Now, I can only hope to mend a broken heart.
qwertg xlxx tube erererer talk21.com
the needle moved effortlessy through her skin and before she knew it her mouth had been completely sewn shut. She tried to scream but, mainly because she had her mouth sewn shut, all that came out was a muffled mumphlemaaa and a tear from her eye. a tear rolled sadly down her cheek
needles are threaded and start their journey in a sea of fabric.
the yarn flows behind the needle as you move your nimble fingers, my grandmother’s fingers.
she cannot see like she used to.
she asks me for help.
i learn.
she turned to the doctor, terrified, petrified in his stare. he was frankenstein, she knew it. he came closer, chilling stare, pepper eyes, so hot. she turned towards the window, glassy glassy stare. closer he came, his breath hot on her face. the sliver approached her arm and she fought it. terrified now, she screamed.
i tried to sew one of my shirts the other day. broke the sewing machine so i had to use a needle. then i decided it was too much effort so i just figured i could live with a shirt thats a size too big. life’s too short to sew shit with needles.
needles are sharp. piercing holes in fabric to create a pattern of flowing yarn and string. my grandmother is old now, and cannot see well enough to thread her needles. needles are skinny, sharp, and they prick.