I think of scrapbooking in my many aunts’ rooms.
They love scrapbooking and pressing stickers down on colorful pages.
I also think of court, pressing charges and someone gets pressed.
kl
I pressed the button then all of the sudden i felt a surge of eneergy and then bam i died.
george
Wah!! i think of suppressed feelings. Like being pressed down by hard stuff and just feeling suffocated, hard to breathe.. so depressing.
Lene
we as humanity have felt pressed all throughout our lives. pressed for time, pressed for money. but we seem to put that on ourselves. trying to live up to our own expectation of what we perceive to be important.
shaun
It´s all over me. I can´t stand it anymore. The wieght of 30 years is over my shoulders. I feel as I as trampled by 70 dwarfs. This is to much.
She smiled as her fingers gently brushed against the pressed rose. A rose that had been given to her on the day his lips had first pressed against hers. She remembered every single moment of it in detail. Maybe he wasn’t here now, but his image would always be pressed against her heart.
She smiles as she feels the soft petals of the pressed rose. A rose that had been given to her a long time ago. Th day her lips had first pressed against his.
Joe pressed himself up against her for the last time. He could feel her heart beat with his. For a moment he imagined their hearts bursting through the skin, throwing themselves carelessly together in a warm, sloppy embrace. As he pushed the thought away, he also pushed her, and when she was achingly at arms length he spun around and walked out onto the busy street.
i’m feeling pressed to do this with or without you. even more now that you’re leaving me behind. it’s not gonna be great, not even fine, not even decent. it’s gonna be bloody awful, but i’m gonna take it like a man. which, i’m not.
Ioana
Somtimes it is hard to be pressed. You always feel like you are pressed for time, pressed for answers, pressed to do things you don’t want to do and always pressed to say yes. Life is to short to be pressed. It is ridiculous for us to feel that way or to be made to feel that way. I for one don’t like the word or the feeling.
Bobbie
pressed is an action that a person or an animal can do. The way i think pressed mean is when someone pushes a button or something like that.
skylar cebra
Pressed. Up against a wall. Between a rock and a hard place?
Luke, Laya, Han Solo and Chubacca in the garbage disposal with the walls closing in. “We’re all going to be a lot thinner.”
i felt him pressed against me. the weight of his body, pressing down my skin, all over, in so many different places. the weight of my emotions pressed down upon the grey matter in my head.
Jenna
i pressed the button and then it exploded in a big ball of fury and traveled to paris made a baby star and went to japan with an unicorn.
jonathan
It was wierd. They way that I was stuck in one corner, her lips against mine. She was pushing down on me, pressing me against the wall. I was stuck. She wasn’t my type, plastic and completely shallow. But I couldn”t help but admit – this was nice.
Luke Vennall
i am pressed for time. always late. in a hurry. she’s going to kill me. she hates it when i am late. i don’t want to lose my head. not today. today is to important.
chelsea alvarez
he had me pressed up against the wall. i had no way of getting out and i had secretly wanted this for so long. i never flirted, never smiled too much, never gave him any reason to corner me and taste me… but i was so glad he finally was. it just means he couldn’t resist.
Pressed for time, trying to squeeze all the worlds in in under a minute while listening to people bashing my political stance and not being able to do anything about it. Images of knives pressed to their throats for their ignorant bullshit and feeling some sort of sick satisfaction from the choking sounds of their smothered screams.
I felt the pressure. In my chest. I couldn’t breath and I began gasping for air. I managed to choke out, ‘GET OFF OF ME.’ Slowly. Oh so slowly. The words barely escaped through my clenched teeth. Little slivers of air escaping.
whenever i feel pressed for time, that’s when i also start to feel stressed. but when i feel stressed is usually when i work the best. also, i think it’s interesting that so many people eat dessert when they’re stressed. i mean stressed is dessert spelled backwards. i hate it when people use bad grammar like the word spelt.
Katie
she pressed harder against his throat. his skin was smooth. the bones in his neck were hard, but malleable at the same time. his breath pulled through the constricted passages like tattered bits of rag, she could feel it against her fingers.
Emma
He had a very “pressed” look about him. Not as in pressed for time, but as in sharp creases in his slacks, collar nicely done, tie straight – he presented a very “pressed” and ready to go picture!
erevry day i fell pressed witn everything. just want to change my life, and have time to simle more often. just need to know waht to do.
Ana Rute Silva
Pressed against her body was his warm skin. She felt the heat of his breath in her hear as he breathed heavily. She wanted him. She could feel his chest her against her pert breasts and as he kissed her face she knew that she would never be happier than she was in that single moment.
Lizzi
She pressed so hard, so hard on her small figured body “Why do I take up so much space?” why, why? This is impossible, why am I here? Why was I born? Death is near, take me. Take me now.
Joan
He pressed her up against a wall. He pressed his body against hers. He pressed his hand into hers.
Finally, she pressed her lips to his.
You see, their love was pressed for time, and this might be the last kiss they had for a while.
Kaylyn
what to do what to say? my mind was jumbled and my palms sweaty i was frozen in the time i didnt have, i was pressed for time
The shirt was being pressed by the maid. The rest of the family sat and watched as her hands moved swiftly to press down the shirt in time for Jimmy’s departure.
Seraph
I pressed my mother for the answers.
“Where is she?”
“She ran away”
“Did you see her leave?”
“no.”
“Then how do you know?”
“Because all dogs run away at some point.”
I cried. I cried for weeks on end. And I never found my lost dog.
I feel pressed when I trapped between my lover and my friends. My friends like to free me from tortures. But my lover just wants to save me from further pressures. To all persons in this world there are so much of pressures. In pressures there are two types. One is higher and another one is lower
laxmi
I imagine myself, pressed against you
Oh the warmth
The Passion
The Lust that I feel is so overwhelming
I want you, I need you
I love you.
i was happy
once upon a time
now i’m out in the rain-
how cliche!-
face pressed against the glass
staring in at a life formerly loved
my breath fogs up the glass as i weep
It is pressed upon the youth to excel in academics as well as extra curricular activities. However, this leads to a lot of pressure on the child within. One must struggle to find a healthy balance between work and play to become a well rounded human being.
Saubhagyini Singh
I pressed the button and with just one click, reality hit me. It’s too late now… It’s too late to tell him how I really feel. His Facebook relationship status says: “In a relationship”.
sex
i love you
i miss you
I wish i had you back
please
Why?
when?
How?
money
job
Love
Hugs
kisses
i miss you
Mykal
forever
natasha
Orange and apples make juice. I have a wordpress site. My pants need cleaned, so I’m pressed for time. Making news and books
Rob
i’m feeling so pressed sometimes. i just want to runaway, but usually i can’t. so i sit and bare the uncomfortable situation. just waiting to pass. just waiting for better times when i would deal better with these kind of situations.
cris
Pressed against him. Pressed against anything. Anything at all, but in reality it would be a pane of glass. Fogging up little ghost clouds with my winter breath all the while pressed against it. Could I imagine a better place? Of course I could. Did I want a better place? No I didn’t. But now I do. Now I want him.
Morgan
The flower, wilted
Dead, crumbling
Pressed between the pages
A memory
The scent is long gone
But my thoughts of you remain
I think of scrapbooking in my many aunts’ rooms.
They love scrapbooking and pressing stickers down on colorful pages.
I also think of court, pressing charges and someone gets pressed.
I pressed the button then all of the sudden i felt a surge of eneergy and then bam i died.
Wah!! i think of suppressed feelings. Like being pressed down by hard stuff and just feeling suffocated, hard to breathe.. so depressing.
we as humanity have felt pressed all throughout our lives. pressed for time, pressed for money. but we seem to put that on ourselves. trying to live up to our own expectation of what we perceive to be important.
It´s all over me. I can´t stand it anymore. The wieght of 30 years is over my shoulders. I feel as I as trampled by 70 dwarfs. This is to much.
She smiled as her fingers gently brushed against the pressed rose. A rose that had been given to her on the day his lips had first pressed against hers. She remembered every single moment of it in detail. Maybe he wasn’t here now, but his image would always be pressed against her heart.
She smiles as she feels the soft petals of the pressed rose. A rose that had been given to her a long time ago. Th day her lips had first pressed against his.
Joe pressed himself up against her for the last time. He could feel her heart beat with his. For a moment he imagined their hearts bursting through the skin, throwing themselves carelessly together in a warm, sloppy embrace. As he pushed the thought away, he also pushed her, and when she was achingly at arms length he spun around and walked out onto the busy street.
i’m feeling pressed to do this with or without you. even more now that you’re leaving me behind. it’s not gonna be great, not even fine, not even decent. it’s gonna be bloody awful, but i’m gonna take it like a man. which, i’m not.
Somtimes it is hard to be pressed. You always feel like you are pressed for time, pressed for answers, pressed to do things you don’t want to do and always pressed to say yes. Life is to short to be pressed. It is ridiculous for us to feel that way or to be made to feel that way. I for one don’t like the word or the feeling.
pressed is an action that a person or an animal can do. The way i think pressed mean is when someone pushes a button or something like that.
Pressed. Up against a wall. Between a rock and a hard place?
Luke, Laya, Han Solo and Chubacca in the garbage disposal with the walls closing in. “We’re all going to be a lot thinner.”
i felt him pressed against me. the weight of his body, pressing down my skin, all over, in so many different places. the weight of my emotions pressed down upon the grey matter in my head.
i pressed the button and then it exploded in a big ball of fury and traveled to paris made a baby star and went to japan with an unicorn.
It was wierd. They way that I was stuck in one corner, her lips against mine. She was pushing down on me, pressing me against the wall. I was stuck. She wasn’t my type, plastic and completely shallow. But I couldn”t help but admit – this was nice.
i am pressed for time. always late. in a hurry. she’s going to kill me. she hates it when i am late. i don’t want to lose my head. not today. today is to important.
he had me pressed up against the wall. i had no way of getting out and i had secretly wanted this for so long. i never flirted, never smiled too much, never gave him any reason to corner me and taste me… but i was so glad he finally was. it just means he couldn’t resist.
Pressed for time, trying to squeeze all the worlds in in under a minute while listening to people bashing my political stance and not being able to do anything about it. Images of knives pressed to their throats for their ignorant bullshit and feeling some sort of sick satisfaction from the choking sounds of their smothered screams.
I felt the pressure. In my chest. I couldn’t breath and I began gasping for air. I managed to choke out, ‘GET OFF OF ME.’ Slowly. Oh so slowly. The words barely escaped through my clenched teeth. Little slivers of air escaping.
whenever i feel pressed for time, that’s when i also start to feel stressed. but when i feel stressed is usually when i work the best. also, i think it’s interesting that so many people eat dessert when they’re stressed. i mean stressed is dessert spelled backwards. i hate it when people use bad grammar like the word spelt.
she pressed harder against his throat. his skin was smooth. the bones in his neck were hard, but malleable at the same time. his breath pulled through the constricted passages like tattered bits of rag, she could feel it against her fingers.
He had a very “pressed” look about him. Not as in pressed for time, but as in sharp creases in his slacks, collar nicely done, tie straight – he presented a very “pressed” and ready to go picture!
erevry day i fell pressed witn everything. just want to change my life, and have time to simle more often. just need to know waht to do.
Pressed against her body was his warm skin. She felt the heat of his breath in her hear as he breathed heavily. She wanted him. She could feel his chest her against her pert breasts and as he kissed her face she knew that she would never be happier than she was in that single moment.
She pressed so hard, so hard on her small figured body “Why do I take up so much space?” why, why? This is impossible, why am I here? Why was I born? Death is near, take me. Take me now.
He pressed her up against a wall. He pressed his body against hers. He pressed his hand into hers.
Finally, she pressed her lips to his.
You see, their love was pressed for time, and this might be the last kiss they had for a while.
what to do what to say? my mind was jumbled and my palms sweaty i was frozen in the time i didnt have, i was pressed for time
The shirt was being pressed by the maid. The rest of the family sat and watched as her hands moved swiftly to press down the shirt in time for Jimmy’s departure.
I pressed my mother for the answers.
“Where is she?”
“She ran away”
“Did you see her leave?”
“no.”
“Then how do you know?”
“Because all dogs run away at some point.”
I cried. I cried for weeks on end. And I never found my lost dog.
I feel pressed when I trapped between my lover and my friends. My friends like to free me from tortures. But my lover just wants to save me from further pressures. To all persons in this world there are so much of pressures. In pressures there are two types. One is higher and another one is lower
I imagine myself, pressed against you
Oh the warmth
The Passion
The Lust that I feel is so overwhelming
I want you, I need you
I love you.
i was happy
once upon a time
now i’m out in the rain-
how cliche!-
face pressed against the glass
staring in at a life formerly loved
my breath fogs up the glass as i weep
depression
It is pressed upon the youth to excel in academics as well as extra curricular activities. However, this leads to a lot of pressure on the child within. One must struggle to find a healthy balance between work and play to become a well rounded human being.
I pressed the button and with just one click, reality hit me. It’s too late now… It’s too late to tell him how I really feel. His Facebook relationship status says: “In a relationship”.
sex
i love you
i miss you
I wish i had you back
please
Why?
when?
How?
money
job
Love
Hugs
kisses
i miss you
Mykal
forever
Orange and apples make juice. I have a wordpress site. My pants need cleaned, so I’m pressed for time. Making news and books
i’m feeling so pressed sometimes. i just want to runaway, but usually i can’t. so i sit and bare the uncomfortable situation. just waiting to pass. just waiting for better times when i would deal better with these kind of situations.
Pressed against him. Pressed against anything. Anything at all, but in reality it would be a pane of glass. Fogging up little ghost clouds with my winter breath all the while pressed against it. Could I imagine a better place? Of course I could. Did I want a better place? No I didn’t. But now I do. Now I want him.
The flower, wilted
Dead, crumbling
Pressed between the pages
A memory
The scent is long gone
But my thoughts of you remain
Fresh pressed orange juice is a wonderful thing to have first thing in the morning. Feeling pressed for time is not.