i like to pur my juice into my glass so i can drink it.
it is puring rain outside.
pour rhymes with four. i can pour out my kindess and wisdom :)
savannah
Like pouring a beverage.
Rain pouring.
Xxx
i ran from the house, rain spattering against my arms, legs and face. the salt water from my eyes slowly diluted as the rain poured until there was nothing.
Ashleigh
you pour water into mouths. you pour feelings into hands. you pour lotion onto limbs. you pour snow onto mountains. you don’t even know how to stop.
submit
I was picked up,
a lazy morning whiskers twitching
oh no, you had no right to.
I’m pouring obscenities from my mouth and raging to these hands
but all they hear is meow meow meow
Myona
As to pour a drink of milk? or as in I’m fuckin Pour! or is it some bullshit about grammer. who the really cares. idk the red line is a bit much. pour….poor…..i feel bad
Mike
Orange Juice
Anonymous
let a liquid fall; rain can pour, coffee/tea can be poured into a cup; one can pour one’s woes into a sympathetic ear; a proverbial use is pouring water on duck’s back.
pavalamani pragasam
& she poured herself another drink
hands shaking
head aching
m
Ilike to pour out all the booze in the world for all the horrible things it has cause so many people. I love when the rains pours down and makes a sweet noise to my ears…
simone
I poured the drink into the glass and took it over to where he sat. I tried to remember to hold the goblet by the bottom so as not to warm up the wine with my hand.
Michelle
I will pour my soul into yours… because I love you.
regina
The lemonade came pouring out of the green glass pitcher, filling the cup. I tasted it, cool on my tongue on that hot summer afternoon. I wiped sweat from my brow and crossed out of the kitchen, the screen door slamming behind me.
Peter
Today it was raining.
It was pouring and pouring all throughout the whole morning. It would not stop and my windows would fog up because of the heat that my own home created. Then the clouds cleared and the I saw the bright blue sky as if mother nature swept by without a trace.
straylight
Pour me a cup of coffee because i need to start my day with just that. Well actually, I could pour cream into that cup…actually….i must. I could drink coffee black
beth
Pouring out feelings makes everything in the world okay to me
Its just easy to do, anyone can do it and I wish I could listen to myself and to the same. I’m afraid to tell my friends I hate myself because then they’d overreact and I hate that so much.
T
i think its interesting how people pour their emotions into blogs. I mean, think about it. People put everything they can think of into a journal thats public for the world to see. I would say that defeats the purpose of having a personal diary.
emay
pouring water into a vase. then getting drunk. its how i spend my tuesday afternoons. i don’t have any plants though.
jake
pouring slowly into my soul dribble dribble dribble into my crevices of curvy thumping muscle cracking drift deeply lively liquid drift swiftly through my spots til im blind with admiration and ignorance
lala
I want to live in a world where everything is okay and nothing bad could happen. Sometimes instead of that I wish I would die just to see if any one would care at all. Because I get the feeling no one ever does anymore. I hate it
so much. I want to die.
Anonymous
pouring love to another human being is the most beautiful thing one can do. you should just keep pouring that love reguardless of what happens no matter what. until there is nothing left to pour.
taylorrrr
poverty. batter. mud. wet. rain.
est nest
spill
taylor
pour little girl
emily G
Let
Robin Koykka
drink to take away the pain
pouring out rain over a silent night
pour out your heart
pour down to drain to overcome your sorrows
pour into another container
pour together
to shift from one place to another
Julie
tHE OTHER DAY A WOMAN CAME INTO THE RESTRAUNT. SHE ASKED FOR TEA, AND I REALLY WANS’T IN THE MOOD TO MAKE IT. I GRABBED THE NEAREST THING TO ME WHICH WAS COKE AND POURED IT INOT HER GLASS. I DON’T KNOW WHY I THOUGHT SHE WOULDN’T REALIZE THAT THE DRINK WAS REALLY COKE INSTEAD, BUT I WALKED IT OUT TO HER AND ACTED LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.
BRITNY
Water drips as we pour our souls in a bottle of life with each step we take one drip pours down with age.
Marady Soth
Pour. The rain is coming down, hard. I can’t see, can’t breathe, but I can feel. I just want to see a blue sky. I’m done with these gray clouds. Done with this downpour.
k
The paint pour out from her painting. A figure, a lion, leaps from the canvas and surveys the audience with familiar eyes. They glint with demonic pleasure. Your scream is drowned out by the roar of the beast.
Kim
Pour, what a lame word to write about. It’s not even a noun. What’s the point of writing about a verb? I guess I can mention how there are different ways of pouring something. But it’s pretty straightforward. I’m disappointed. I was hoping for a more fun word. But I don’t mind. Pouring is cool I guess.
i like to pur my juice into my glass so i can drink it.
it is puring rain outside.
pour rhymes with four. i can pour out my kindess and wisdom :)
Like pouring a beverage.
Rain pouring.
i ran from the house, rain spattering against my arms, legs and face. the salt water from my eyes slowly diluted as the rain poured until there was nothing.
you pour water into mouths. you pour feelings into hands. you pour lotion onto limbs. you pour snow onto mountains. you don’t even know how to stop.
I was picked up,
a lazy morning whiskers twitching
oh no, you had no right to.
I’m pouring obscenities from my mouth and raging to these hands
but all they hear is meow meow meow
As to pour a drink of milk? or as in I’m fuckin Pour! or is it some bullshit about grammer. who the really cares. idk the red line is a bit much. pour….poor…..i feel bad
Orange Juice
let a liquid fall; rain can pour, coffee/tea can be poured into a cup; one can pour one’s woes into a sympathetic ear; a proverbial use is pouring water on duck’s back.
& she poured herself another drink
hands shaking
head aching
Ilike to pour out all the booze in the world for all the horrible things it has cause so many people. I love when the rains pours down and makes a sweet noise to my ears…
I poured the drink into the glass and took it over to where he sat. I tried to remember to hold the goblet by the bottom so as not to warm up the wine with my hand.
I will pour my soul into yours… because I love you.
The lemonade came pouring out of the green glass pitcher, filling the cup. I tasted it, cool on my tongue on that hot summer afternoon. I wiped sweat from my brow and crossed out of the kitchen, the screen door slamming behind me.
Today it was raining.
It was pouring and pouring all throughout the whole morning. It would not stop and my windows would fog up because of the heat that my own home created. Then the clouds cleared and the I saw the bright blue sky as if mother nature swept by without a trace.
Pour me a cup of coffee because i need to start my day with just that. Well actually, I could pour cream into that cup…actually….i must. I could drink coffee black
Pouring out feelings makes everything in the world okay to me
Its just easy to do, anyone can do it and I wish I could listen to myself and to the same. I’m afraid to tell my friends I hate myself because then they’d overreact and I hate that so much.
i think its interesting how people pour their emotions into blogs. I mean, think about it. People put everything they can think of into a journal thats public for the world to see. I would say that defeats the purpose of having a personal diary.
pouring water into a vase. then getting drunk. its how i spend my tuesday afternoons. i don’t have any plants though.
pouring slowly into my soul dribble dribble dribble into my crevices of curvy thumping muscle cracking drift deeply lively liquid drift swiftly through my spots til im blind with admiration and ignorance
I want to live in a world where everything is okay and nothing bad could happen. Sometimes instead of that I wish I would die just to see if any one would care at all. Because I get the feeling no one ever does anymore. I hate it
so much. I want to die.
pouring love to another human being is the most beautiful thing one can do. you should just keep pouring that love reguardless of what happens no matter what. until there is nothing left to pour.
poverty. batter. mud. wet. rain.
spill
pour little girl
Let
drink to take away the pain
pouring out rain over a silent night
pour out your heart
pour down to drain to overcome your sorrows
pour into another container
pour together
to shift from one place to another
tHE OTHER DAY A WOMAN CAME INTO THE RESTRAUNT. SHE ASKED FOR TEA, AND I REALLY WANS’T IN THE MOOD TO MAKE IT. I GRABBED THE NEAREST THING TO ME WHICH WAS COKE AND POURED IT INOT HER GLASS. I DON’T KNOW WHY I THOUGHT SHE WOULDN’T REALIZE THAT THE DRINK WAS REALLY COKE INSTEAD, BUT I WALKED IT OUT TO HER AND ACTED LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.
Water drips as we pour our souls in a bottle of life with each step we take one drip pours down with age.
Pour. The rain is coming down, hard. I can’t see, can’t breathe, but I can feel. I just want to see a blue sky. I’m done with these gray clouds. Done with this downpour.
The paint pour out from her painting. A figure, a lion, leaps from the canvas and surveys the audience with familiar eyes. They glint with demonic pleasure. Your scream is drowned out by the roar of the beast.
Pour, what a lame word to write about. It’s not even a noun. What’s the point of writing about a verb? I guess I can mention how there are different ways of pouring something. But it’s pretty straightforward. I’m disappointed. I was hoping for a more fun word. But I don’t mind. Pouring is cool I guess.
your heart out.