one word but its not its half of two words its purple and white and this makes no sense…. i dont know wwhat eelse to say about it but i guess there is a point im not really sure. enlighten me.
Ariana
An outlet is a space where an electrical plug goes. Yay electricity! Yay Ben Franklin! Yay Outlets! P.s… keep baby’s fingers away from these.
Harmony
I went to the outlet because it was my outlet. I need outlets from time to time, especially from my roommate who so rudely interrupted my train of thought.
Katie Brat
the outlet mall has everything you couild ever want. it was what we needed, zan and I did. that was a special place for us, that bench in the small arboretum in the center of the mall. it was hwere i had my first kiss, and she hers. it was somehting i’ll never forget either. it’s been ten years for us. who knows what the future’s got in store?
far, not me, going somewhere, go away point, laying down, run, fast, athlet, toilet
Vladyslav
I need an outlet for my anger, its not right to take it out on you like this. You dont deserve it – god knows you’ve put up with a lot. I always say I’m sorry and it’ll be the last time but we both know thats not true, not true.
Debbie k
she let it out. all of it. the emotional baggage weighing her down for the better half of her life. it was gone now. and she felt empty.
When zan first realized that she was a lesbian, like me, she was shocked beyond belief, but after i told her that i was one too, she felt so much better about being one of my kind, about harbouring feelings for me. it was at the outlet that she realized she loved me, and i loved her. and the outlet’s always been our special place.
Everyone needs an outlet, whether it be destructive or creative or something else. Now, I’m not saying that’s right, smashing up possessions or hurting someone – far from it. I’m just saying that is what people need. It hurts you not to show emotions or let it all out. Be human; be true.
It was the only thing that I could remember from that day. It’s the only thing that I’ll ALWAYS remember. Her lips against mine… Her hands running down my arms before she realized what we were doing. She’d shoved me away, saying it wasn’t right, even though we both knew it was, but i just pulled her back in for another kiss. Always.
I stopped in at the outlet store the other day. It was rather hilarious. I mean, there was a man there, dressed up as an alien from Halo. He even had a gun that seemed really real. He went around shooting at people and muttering random alien gibberish.
Natalie
outlet mall
plug outlet
creative outlet
Lindsey
Don’t Scream, shout or run about, just sit quietly and study the assigned text, there is now room for creative people in the real world anyway.
The outlet center was our favorite hangout. Like, really. Every day after we’d finished our homework, or gotten out of school, we’d go over to the outlet and just hang out and shop and eat and do whatever we felt like doing until the center closed. I’ve never forgotten what happened the first day we started dating. It was my fault, too. Really!
ok so there was like this outlet. i really like outlets i guess. i mean they have like a place to plug in and stufff. i really like to plug my laMP INTO an outlet. and then i can turn my lamp on. its pretty cool. when they say outlet, are they talking about an electrical outlet or something else?
Darcy
They said that you were never supposed to do it. But it’s right THERE. Of courseen you tell someone do something it is the same as not telling them to think about it, don’t parents realize this? A mysterious source of power, how can I not tempt fate. A screwdriver? No that won’t work…aha! A paperclip, perfect! Wtih nervous anticipation, and a fierce rebllious instinct I came into this world with I jammed one end of the twisted metal into the A/C outlet and the world went black..
if I could find that plug into which I could insert something to draw the energy out, perhaps in, but just to connect such that lights turn on. anyways, like the foolish child I am, I stick the fork in, despite mama’s warnings, despite the whole fact of that annoying reality electromagnetism.
Outlets. They always freaked him out a little bit. He was always afraid that the next time he tried to plug something in, he’d get electrocuted. It terrified him.
an outlet is a store that people go to to feel guilty about themselves. most people shop excessively and stick their fingers into these outlets. outlers are dangerous.
ej
tube conduit reach for the sky with arms upstretched up up up
out
water rushing flowing damn that dam it’s gone it’s past
a basket full of words you collect them as i hurl them at you
my punchbag
my darling
my outlet
Amy
The outlet of my soul, shall be my maw. The speech I speak are the words of my heart. Though my heart can’t speak, it shall be the heart of all there is to be. It is the heart of me. This outlet I speak of, is such as that, it is speech. The gift of speech sets us apart from the rest. Speech is my outlet and the receiver is you.
Outlet. Bubbling voer, raging within, bursting at the seems and charged with energy, needing a moment to release, a second of peace — I need an outlet.
The outlet grew brighter and brighter. The sparks flying from it could only be matched by a firework. “MOVE!” my father screamed. That was the 60’s alright. To many wires in one place. I bounded down the hall to knock on the door to my mothers room. “MOM! The outlet!” I cried.
Aedan
Mall
Store
expression
emotions
shopping
feelings
crying
writing
spending
reasons for spending
money
motivation
performing
reading
singing
acting
piano
Marissa mcgrath
I pushed the hairdryer into the top outlet. Nothing. I toggled the switch six times. Zip. Then I remembered when the shower went beserk and sprayed half a gallon of water across my bathroom’s beige walls.
That explains it.
I’m surprised I’m not burnt toast.
Sneaker Secrets
an outlet, a connection, a collection. People come and people go, but the throughway will always remain. A binding, a twine, a staple for all our runnings about.
richard portillo
God, outlets make me think of the consumerist nature of today’s society.
Sickening.
The thought that you can get something at half the price sheerly because it’s not in fashion anymore is absolutely insane.
Just makes you think of how much money they make when you buy it at full price!
Maybe we should all just go on strike and go back to the farmer-style life where you grow your own vegetables and have to milk a cow =]
El
The sign at the bottom of my street reads “No Outlet”. I have always thought this was just a nicer way of saying “Dead End”. “Dead End” sounds foreboding. “No Outlet” sounds like a polite suggestion that passers-through might not want to try this route.
My brother is a very energetic human being.
He is electric, and always on fire.
The drums are the perfect outlet for him.
He gets to create a vibe, a beat, a tone, and he gets applauded for it.
My brother is a puma.
He is fast and swift.
He is a wild thing.
EllieG
He needed an outlet. Something to take out his frustrations on.
It wasn’t like he /meant/ to hurt him… He was just there and it made it easy.
It just kind of… happened. And now, thinking about it, he sort of regretted it.
Sarah
A way to siphon your energy through to something else.
A true way to be creative is to give something your life force and watch it grow on its own.
You’ll have the satisfaction that it was something you essentially gave birth to.
A power outlet. In my car it has power outlets so if I have the right equipment, I can charge my phone or other things in the car. The first time I saw it I thought it said power oinklet and needless to say, I was quite confused. I mean, why would there be baby pigs in the car? That’d be weird.
sometimes I don’t know what to do, so I stare at the electrical outlet and imagine what i could stick in their to sufficiently fry myself.
Emma
Leaving early in the morning. She collects her thoughts as she sits down behind the driving wheel. Time to escape. Time to find a place to get things out of her system. Time to find an outlet for everything.
She’s driving fast along the motorway, eying places where she could stop.
Jacob Ordeberg
Outlets are very good
i suppose but they can fail too
electrocuting
ckl
my outlet used to be cutting. now its not.
Emma
Outlet. Writing is an outlet. A river is an outlet. Electrical outlet?
We all need some release.
Relaxation.
Exasperation.
Consolation.
one word but its not its half of two words its purple and white and this makes no sense…. i dont know wwhat eelse to say about it but i guess there is a point im not really sure. enlighten me.
An outlet is a space where an electrical plug goes. Yay electricity! Yay Ben Franklin! Yay Outlets! P.s… keep baby’s fingers away from these.
I went to the outlet because it was my outlet. I need outlets from time to time, especially from my roommate who so rudely interrupted my train of thought.
the outlet mall has everything you couild ever want. it was what we needed, zan and I did. that was a special place for us, that bench in the small arboretum in the center of the mall. it was hwere i had my first kiss, and she hers. it was somehting i’ll never forget either. it’s been ten years for us. who knows what the future’s got in store?
far, not me, going somewhere, go away point, laying down, run, fast, athlet, toilet
I need an outlet for my anger, its not right to take it out on you like this. You dont deserve it – god knows you’ve put up with a lot. I always say I’m sorry and it’ll be the last time but we both know thats not true, not true.
she let it out. all of it. the emotional baggage weighing her down for the better half of her life. it was gone now. and she felt empty.
When zan first realized that she was a lesbian, like me, she was shocked beyond belief, but after i told her that i was one too, she felt so much better about being one of my kind, about harbouring feelings for me. it was at the outlet that she realized she loved me, and i loved her. and the outlet’s always been our special place.
Everyone needs an outlet, whether it be destructive or creative or something else. Now, I’m not saying that’s right, smashing up possessions or hurting someone – far from it. I’m just saying that is what people need. It hurts you not to show emotions or let it all out. Be human; be true.
It was the only thing that I could remember from that day. It’s the only thing that I’ll ALWAYS remember. Her lips against mine… Her hands running down my arms before she realized what we were doing. She’d shoved me away, saying it wasn’t right, even though we both knew it was, but i just pulled her back in for another kiss. Always.
I stopped in at the outlet store the other day. It was rather hilarious. I mean, there was a man there, dressed up as an alien from Halo. He even had a gun that seemed really real. He went around shooting at people and muttering random alien gibberish.
outlet mall
plug outlet
creative outlet
Don’t Scream, shout or run about, just sit quietly and study the assigned text, there is now room for creative people in the real world anyway.
The outlet center was our favorite hangout. Like, really. Every day after we’d finished our homework, or gotten out of school, we’d go over to the outlet and just hang out and shop and eat and do whatever we felt like doing until the center closed. I’ve never forgotten what happened the first day we started dating. It was my fault, too. Really!
When I dance, every single thing I’m going through shows on my face and in my moves. It’s my outlet. There’s no other way to explain it.
jump
holy crap i love fire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS AWESOME
ok so there was like this outlet. i really like outlets i guess. i mean they have like a place to plug in and stufff. i really like to plug my laMP INTO an outlet. and then i can turn my lamp on. its pretty cool. when they say outlet, are they talking about an electrical outlet or something else?
They said that you were never supposed to do it. But it’s right THERE. Of courseen you tell someone do something it is the same as not telling them to think about it, don’t parents realize this? A mysterious source of power, how can I not tempt fate. A screwdriver? No that won’t work…aha! A paperclip, perfect! Wtih nervous anticipation, and a fierce rebllious instinct I came into this world with I jammed one end of the twisted metal into the A/C outlet and the world went black..
if I could find that plug into which I could insert something to draw the energy out, perhaps in, but just to connect such that lights turn on. anyways, like the foolish child I am, I stick the fork in, despite mama’s warnings, despite the whole fact of that annoying reality electromagnetism.
Outlets. They always freaked him out a little bit. He was always afraid that the next time he tried to plug something in, he’d get electrocuted. It terrified him.
an outlet is a store that people go to to feel guilty about themselves. most people shop excessively and stick their fingers into these outlets. outlers are dangerous.
tube conduit reach for the sky with arms upstretched up up up
out
water rushing flowing damn that dam it’s gone it’s past
a basket full of words you collect them as i hurl them at you
my punchbag
my darling
my outlet
The outlet of my soul, shall be my maw. The speech I speak are the words of my heart. Though my heart can’t speak, it shall be the heart of all there is to be. It is the heart of me. This outlet I speak of, is such as that, it is speech. The gift of speech sets us apart from the rest. Speech is my outlet and the receiver is you.
Outlet. Bubbling voer, raging within, bursting at the seems and charged with energy, needing a moment to release, a second of peace — I need an outlet.
The outlet grew brighter and brighter. The sparks flying from it could only be matched by a firework. “MOVE!” my father screamed. That was the 60’s alright. To many wires in one place. I bounded down the hall to knock on the door to my mothers room. “MOM! The outlet!” I cried.
Mall
Store
expression
emotions
shopping
feelings
crying
writing
spending
reasons for spending
money
motivation
performing
reading
singing
acting
piano
I pushed the hairdryer into the top outlet. Nothing. I toggled the switch six times. Zip. Then I remembered when the shower went beserk and sprayed half a gallon of water across my bathroom’s beige walls.
That explains it.
I’m surprised I’m not burnt toast.
an outlet, a connection, a collection. People come and people go, but the throughway will always remain. A binding, a twine, a staple for all our runnings about.
God, outlets make me think of the consumerist nature of today’s society.
Sickening.
The thought that you can get something at half the price sheerly because it’s not in fashion anymore is absolutely insane.
Just makes you think of how much money they make when you buy it at full price!
Maybe we should all just go on strike and go back to the farmer-style life where you grow your own vegetables and have to milk a cow =]
The sign at the bottom of my street reads “No Outlet”. I have always thought this was just a nicer way of saying “Dead End”. “Dead End” sounds foreboding. “No Outlet” sounds like a polite suggestion that passers-through might not want to try this route.
My brother is a very energetic human being.
He is electric, and always on fire.
The drums are the perfect outlet for him.
He gets to create a vibe, a beat, a tone, and he gets applauded for it.
My brother is a puma.
He is fast and swift.
He is a wild thing.
He needed an outlet. Something to take out his frustrations on.
It wasn’t like he /meant/ to hurt him… He was just there and it made it easy.
It just kind of… happened. And now, thinking about it, he sort of regretted it.
A way to siphon your energy through to something else.
A true way to be creative is to give something your life force and watch it grow on its own.
You’ll have the satisfaction that it was something you essentially gave birth to.
A power outlet. In my car it has power outlets so if I have the right equipment, I can charge my phone or other things in the car. The first time I saw it I thought it said power oinklet and needless to say, I was quite confused. I mean, why would there be baby pigs in the car? That’d be weird.
sometimes I don’t know what to do, so I stare at the electrical outlet and imagine what i could stick in their to sufficiently fry myself.
Leaving early in the morning. She collects her thoughts as she sits down behind the driving wheel. Time to escape. Time to find a place to get things out of her system. Time to find an outlet for everything.
She’s driving fast along the motorway, eying places where she could stop.
Outlets are very good
i suppose but they can fail too
electrocuting
my outlet used to be cutting. now its not.
Outlet. Writing is an outlet. A river is an outlet. Electrical outlet?
We all need some release.
Relaxation.
Exasperation.
Consolation.