Orbit! “What kind of name is that for gum.” She thought to herself, smiling as he slid her a piece across the table. She placed a cupped hand over her mouth and breathed out and smelled it. She wondered why he felt the need to give her a piece of his gum when she didn’t even ask for it.
Cris Nole
chewing gum
earth
the earth has its own orbit
the earth circulates round it and it determines the day and night as well as seasons
space
Glory
Everyone in her orbit was perfect: symmetrical faces, white teeth, well-dressed. The kind of people who strolled through the world without a moment’s thought that they might not be wanted there. Who wouldn’t want them?
The rocks had smashed against each other so long ago, in a destructive cataclysmic event. Now they just gently floated around the dead planet, as unobstrusive and gentle as could be. The skeletal remains on the surface slowly turned to dust, and the atmosphere that drained away day by day still felt that impact eons later.
Cassandra
She felt pulled to him, like a dying star. Which was an apt metaphor for how he made her feel; imploding, taking in all the matter from the people around her.
Speculation is all we can really about cryptos, as nobody truly knows the future value. A lot of what you read online is marketing, PR, and unsubstantiated. We don’t profess to know BitShare’s future, but we can hypothesize, based on today’s regulatory environment, how the industry may evolve over the next five to ten years.
ramji
she was sitting in the capsule, belted to her seat. How many times until they would free her? The verdict had been “life” but seldom did that mean for life.
Fran Hunne
they orbit around the body, like small shielding fireflies. It´s like they are helping him sleep better… Honestly, a weird show to watch but I have never seen anything so beautiful.
Watch the men all circle her. Watch her as they turn to planets – hardened rock and beings full of hot air, making their orbit each passing day, their revolutions jaunty and lopsided, with awkward sunsets and sunrises. She doesn’t notice them. She is facing outward, toward the stars, and all the other galaxies.
Belinda Roddie
There was just something about him, Lenny couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Was it his ultra-calm demeanor? The way that he just didn’t seem to care what other people thought? Maybe it was the way he could say literally anything and get him to crack a smile. Lenny didn’t know but he knew one thing, he was definitely drawn to Carl Carlson like a moth to a flame. And he wasn’t going to question why their thing worked, it just did. Why worry?
She is so selfish. Everything she does if for her own benefit. Those around her, mean nothing to her, except to fulfill a need she may have. She feels the world should orbit around her as though she were the sun.
Cat
Hello!
buy_cialis
we can only be this–pulled back and forth, forward and backward, side to side in an never ending circle of each other. you and me, falling into the abyss, into love.
dance with me, push and pull and force me into spinning ever after. chase, and let go
we’ll love forever in this orbit–live forever until we crash into each other.
Being given only a small piece of information to an important issue can send my brain into orbit, circling around trying to piece together the rest of the puzzle.
Orbit! “What kind of name is that for gum.” She thought to herself, smiling as he slid her a piece across the table. She placed a cupped hand over her mouth and breathed out and smelled it. She wondered why he felt the need to give her a piece of his gum when she didn’t even ask for it.
chewing gum
earth
the earth has its own orbit
the earth circulates round it and it determines the day and night as well as seasons
space
Everyone in her orbit was perfect: symmetrical faces, white teeth, well-dressed. The kind of people who strolled through the world without a moment’s thought that they might not be wanted there. Who wouldn’t want them?
The rocks had smashed against each other so long ago, in a destructive cataclysmic event. Now they just gently floated around the dead planet, as unobstrusive and gentle as could be. The skeletal remains on the surface slowly turned to dust, and the atmosphere that drained away day by day still felt that impact eons later.
She felt pulled to him, like a dying star. Which was an apt metaphor for how he made her feel; imploding, taking in all the matter from the people around her.
Speculation is all we can really about cryptos, as nobody truly knows the future value. A lot of what you read online is marketing, PR, and unsubstantiated. We don’t profess to know BitShare’s future, but we can hypothesize, based on today’s regulatory environment, how the industry may evolve over the next five to ten years.
she was sitting in the capsule, belted to her seat. How many times until they would free her? The verdict had been “life” but seldom did that mean for life.
they orbit around the body, like small shielding fireflies. It´s like they are helping him sleep better… Honestly, a weird show to watch but I have never seen anything so beautiful.
Watch the men all circle her. Watch her as they turn to planets – hardened rock and beings full of hot air, making their orbit each passing day, their revolutions jaunty and lopsided, with awkward sunsets and sunrises. She doesn’t notice them. She is facing outward, toward the stars, and all the other galaxies.
There was just something about him, Lenny couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Was it his ultra-calm demeanor? The way that he just didn’t seem to care what other people thought? Maybe it was the way he could say literally anything and get him to crack a smile. Lenny didn’t know but he knew one thing, he was definitely drawn to Carl Carlson like a moth to a flame. And he wasn’t going to question why their thing worked, it just did. Why worry?
She is so selfish. Everything she does if for her own benefit. Those around her, mean nothing to her, except to fulfill a need she may have. She feels the world should orbit around her as though she were the sun.
Hello!
we can only be this–pulled back and forth, forward and backward, side to side in an never ending circle of each other. you and me, falling into the abyss, into love.
dance with me, push and pull and force me into spinning ever after. chase, and let go
we’ll love forever in this orbit–live forever until we crash into each other.
Being given only a small piece of information to an important issue can send my brain into orbit, circling around trying to piece together the rest of the puzzle.