its pouring rain out side and it makes my day easier so i can sit inside and watching trashy tv and good movies
pour:
love
life
happiness
hannah
I poured some pancake mix into a pan this morning, and memories of my father teaching me how to make them years ago came pouring back.
Kristen
pour
pouring
what’s the past tense?
poured? can’t be
sergio
It means to move a liquid into another holding device.
Matt
I’d like to pour out my soul. Some people pour sparkling cider into wine glasses to feel classy. I am actually one of those people. This word isn’t leading me to any philosophical conclusions like the word “latch” did… This is still entertaining, though. When I hear “pour” I think of rain coming from a really large pitcher in Heaven. =)
haley
Pour my heart into a cup. Stir it and let the pieces disolve into the morning that beckons us. It’s emotion that rushes through the suns above. To wake up to the taste of love is to find the vein that nourishes lust. Today is the vessel for hands to touch beating our chests into the glove.
Quinn
pour this shit on me. fuck my life. pour discontent and everything that smacks of angsty teen years. except i am no longer a teen.
“Now, carefully pour the plaster on top.” The teacher walked around the classroom, looking to make sure everyone had finished their project. “Great job, class! After recess, we’ll see how everyone’s fossils turned out! Please be careful not to knock anybody’s desk as you line up.”
kirylin
i like to pour myself a drink every once and while, sometimes i even end up drinking them. Then i like to pour them all over my friends. drip goes the tap. pour me a drink once and a while. :)
amanda
i iwll pour my heart out to the one i love.
will you pour me a drink?
It might make it easier to pour my heart out to the one if you just pour me one small drink?
I hope its not pouring rain on this day you pour me a drink and i pour my heart out.
sarah layne
pour some sugar on me. In the name of love. Pour out your soul to your sister. Pour old lady even though not the right pour, por que? portugal. portapotty. porn. milk. soup.
Wouldn't you like to know.
I began to pour the glass of wine as i asked myself, “what are you doing here?” all of my desires, so far away and only one way to forget my troubles. drink them away. drink until i can no longer see straight. the morning bears regret.
Julia
i think about water, just dripping from a faucet at full speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed
asdfasdf
The rain poured from the sky-painted hills and down the cobble-stone paths we hiked on. My walking stick clattered against the curb, stumbled on roots, and paused to listen to the birdsong in the sky.
Clouds dispersed like four boys at their mother’s dinner table, broccoli pieced by fork tongs and bleeding candy-caramelized talons.
Alycia
I poured some cereal into a bowl and started to eat it. I chewed as fast as I could. WEEE~ it was fun. I poured some more and started to eat some more.
Shazzie
drip drip drip
rain
wet
kissing
splashing
fun
not fun
empty
heartbreak
water
crying
eeee
i dont know what the hell this word means. THats why im talking about why i have no idea wat this word means. This website is really stupid. I thought it said poor at first, but it didn’t and i didnt know wat it ment so i was like wow wat is this this is so stupid. I shouldnt have clicked on the link for this i want the 60 seconds of my life back please. Yea didnt think id get that back. Screw this why am i still doing this. Wow
bob
pour
eileen
I always pour a glass of milk, but never water. I don’t know why. I like the pouring rain, but I don’t like the falling snow. I can’t stand it sometimes. It makes me a little blue. Pouring out feelings makes me nervous though…
Jean B
Grief POURED into my heart leaving me cold and empty.
Joey
something you do to a liquid, the action of releasing a liquid by tilting a container and letting the liquid fall out.
tommy Algarin
To fall in large quantities in order not to feel alone.
Sarah
rain sex love duck holy god
Anonymous
orange juice is amazing when i pour it into my cup. its delcious. it’s also pouring rain outside. i love the sound of rain. i should get to sleep, plus it’s easier to the sound of rain. not as easy as the ocean tho. the ocean is the best to fall asleep to. sleep is nice. this is totally ADD.
ANTHONY
rain
life
skills
hard times with life
Anonymous
porn
porn
I poured the drink into my glass, hoping it would quench my thirst. As the last drops tricked out of the bottle, my mouth grew parched, needing me to drink the beverage of immortality. I brought the glass to my mouth and drank like I had never known a beverage before.
diana
The rain came pouring down on my face. I was alone. Completely and utterly alone, both physically and emotionally. I couldn’t scream the way that my brain ached to do, and I couldn’t cry the way that the rain seemed to be imitating. So I just lay there and waited for the sun.
dayoldkate.tumblr.com
“Hey, would you mind pouring me some orange juice?”
The man looks up from the newspaper at his companion, sitting across the table and beaming much too widely for 7 in the morning. He yawns, but, nonetheless, grabs the dewy carton and pours.
He misses the glass.
“…you know what? Don’t worry, I’ll get it.”
Danielle
While I drink my tea I’ll explain my feelings. But only because I love you so. Deep within my heart, is where you will always remain. No matter what is said, what is done. I’ll drink my tea, and explain it all.
Valerie
A thought and an action idea awray. space Between two and nothing else. Thoughts of life gone beyond time and space. Love. Joy. Peace. Me.
jamaal
i pour my heart into every woed i have ever spoken or thought about speaking to, about, or concerning you. i can’t imagine,nor do i wish to
Anonymous
pour the soup into the bowl she tells me. I do as she asks and sit hesitantly at the head of the table. Where my mother used to set. Her purple hair hanging down around her face. She was so angelic my father used to say. I wonder what she would think of me now? So young and foolish.
Brioney
I poured my heart and soul to you, and you crushed every thought and dream I had. I wanted to give you my all, yet there you go, walking away from me as if I was yesterday’s trash. You ask why I’m pessimistic? Well honey, look in the mirror. Next time you want to keep someone around, I’ll tell them to not to pour out their feelings to you; you’ll use them to your advantage and leave.
sarcasmsweetie
pour
olo
i just poured a glass. so much thought, will i wake someone up? will it be cold? am i cold? am i cold person? what do people think of me? i’m only a cold glass of water.
nicole
the rain was pouring. it wouldn’t stop, no matter how hard i stared at the window, wishing it away. it was coming down in a sense that was almost harder then the word ‘pour’ it was more like ” slammed” and “crashed” there was nothing but rain. no lightening, no thunder.
Julia Poe
as i watch the blood slowly pouring down my chest i think, “is this the end? is this what it feels like to die?” the murderer stabs me once more… and im gone
its pouring rain out side and it makes my day easier so i can sit inside and watching trashy tv and good movies
pour:
love
life
happiness
I poured some pancake mix into a pan this morning, and memories of my father teaching me how to make them years ago came pouring back.
pour
pouring
what’s the past tense?
poured? can’t be
It means to move a liquid into another holding device.
I’d like to pour out my soul. Some people pour sparkling cider into wine glasses to feel classy. I am actually one of those people. This word isn’t leading me to any philosophical conclusions like the word “latch” did… This is still entertaining, though. When I hear “pour” I think of rain coming from a really large pitcher in Heaven. =)
Pour my heart into a cup. Stir it and let the pieces disolve into the morning that beckons us. It’s emotion that rushes through the suns above. To wake up to the taste of love is to find the vein that nourishes lust. Today is the vessel for hands to touch beating our chests into the glove.
pour this shit on me. fuck my life. pour discontent and everything that smacks of angsty teen years. except i am no longer a teen.
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down
“Now, carefully pour the plaster on top.” The teacher walked around the classroom, looking to make sure everyone had finished their project. “Great job, class! After recess, we’ll see how everyone’s fossils turned out! Please be careful not to knock anybody’s desk as you line up.”
i like to pour myself a drink every once and while, sometimes i even end up drinking them. Then i like to pour them all over my friends. drip goes the tap. pour me a drink once and a while. :)
i iwll pour my heart out to the one i love.
will you pour me a drink?
It might make it easier to pour my heart out to the one if you just pour me one small drink?
I hope its not pouring rain on this day you pour me a drink and i pour my heart out.
pour some sugar on me. In the name of love. Pour out your soul to your sister. Pour old lady even though not the right pour, por que? portugal. portapotty. porn. milk. soup.
I began to pour the glass of wine as i asked myself, “what are you doing here?” all of my desires, so far away and only one way to forget my troubles. drink them away. drink until i can no longer see straight. the morning bears regret.
i think about water, just dripping from a faucet at full speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed
The rain poured from the sky-painted hills and down the cobble-stone paths we hiked on. My walking stick clattered against the curb, stumbled on roots, and paused to listen to the birdsong in the sky.
Clouds dispersed like four boys at their mother’s dinner table, broccoli pieced by fork tongs and bleeding candy-caramelized talons.
I poured some cereal into a bowl and started to eat it. I chewed as fast as I could. WEEE~ it was fun. I poured some more and started to eat some more.
drip drip drip
rain
wet
kissing
splashing
fun
not fun
empty
heartbreak
water
crying
i dont know what the hell this word means. THats why im talking about why i have no idea wat this word means. This website is really stupid. I thought it said poor at first, but it didn’t and i didnt know wat it ment so i was like wow wat is this this is so stupid. I shouldnt have clicked on the link for this i want the 60 seconds of my life back please. Yea didnt think id get that back. Screw this why am i still doing this. Wow
pour
I always pour a glass of milk, but never water. I don’t know why. I like the pouring rain, but I don’t like the falling snow. I can’t stand it sometimes. It makes me a little blue. Pouring out feelings makes me nervous though…
Grief POURED into my heart leaving me cold and empty.
something you do to a liquid, the action of releasing a liquid by tilting a container and letting the liquid fall out.
To fall in large quantities in order not to feel alone.
rain sex love duck holy god
orange juice is amazing when i pour it into my cup. its delcious. it’s also pouring rain outside. i love the sound of rain. i should get to sleep, plus it’s easier to the sound of rain. not as easy as the ocean tho. the ocean is the best to fall asleep to. sleep is nice. this is totally ADD.
rain
life
skills
hard times with life
porn
I poured the drink into my glass, hoping it would quench my thirst. As the last drops tricked out of the bottle, my mouth grew parched, needing me to drink the beverage of immortality. I brought the glass to my mouth and drank like I had never known a beverage before.
The rain came pouring down on my face. I was alone. Completely and utterly alone, both physically and emotionally. I couldn’t scream the way that my brain ached to do, and I couldn’t cry the way that the rain seemed to be imitating. So I just lay there and waited for the sun.
“Hey, would you mind pouring me some orange juice?”
The man looks up from the newspaper at his companion, sitting across the table and beaming much too widely for 7 in the morning. He yawns, but, nonetheless, grabs the dewy carton and pours.
He misses the glass.
“…you know what? Don’t worry, I’ll get it.”
While I drink my tea I’ll explain my feelings. But only because I love you so. Deep within my heart, is where you will always remain. No matter what is said, what is done. I’ll drink my tea, and explain it all.
A thought and an action idea awray. space Between two and nothing else. Thoughts of life gone beyond time and space. Love. Joy. Peace. Me.
i pour my heart into every woed i have ever spoken or thought about speaking to, about, or concerning you. i can’t imagine,nor do i wish to
pour the soup into the bowl she tells me. I do as she asks and sit hesitantly at the head of the table. Where my mother used to set. Her purple hair hanging down around her face. She was so angelic my father used to say. I wonder what she would think of me now? So young and foolish.
I poured my heart and soul to you, and you crushed every thought and dream I had. I wanted to give you my all, yet there you go, walking away from me as if I was yesterday’s trash. You ask why I’m pessimistic? Well honey, look in the mirror. Next time you want to keep someone around, I’ll tell them to not to pour out their feelings to you; you’ll use them to your advantage and leave.
pour
i just poured a glass. so much thought, will i wake someone up? will it be cold? am i cold? am i cold person? what do people think of me? i’m only a cold glass of water.
the rain was pouring. it wouldn’t stop, no matter how hard i stared at the window, wishing it away. it was coming down in a sense that was almost harder then the word ‘pour’ it was more like ” slammed” and “crashed” there was nothing but rain. no lightening, no thunder.
as i watch the blood slowly pouring down my chest i think, “is this the end? is this what it feels like to die?” the murderer stabs me once more… and im gone