i dont have very good reflexes, in fact my hand eye coordination is severely lacking and sometimes i think i’m completely awkward at life.
Danielle
Knees.
And doctors.
The little girl set on the edge of the crinkling paper scattered with rainbows and smiley faces, trying to make this seem like a cheerful experience.
Lauren
I can’t seem to get my arms and legs to move in the same way they used to. They just want to bend and break in different ways, slower than before; my reflexes lagging. And I can’t help but think it’s because of you. That you are making me slow. I’ve gotten you off of my back, but I can’t seem to get you out of my head.
Meg
He swung out, fingers flexed, wrist hooked, to snatch it from the air. To his surprise and immediate disgust, the object did not sting or slice, but squished against his palm. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly to the stunned onlookers, “Just reflexes.”
The pure and simple is that like a reflex love knows only its
banks
I have reflexes. You have reflexes. Sometimes you tell me yours are better than mine. I just think we each have good reflexes at different types of things. You can catch. I can talk shit real quick. See? Different. But both reflexes.
Sonja
She hadn’t meant to push him away–hadn’t wanted to hurt him–but the way his hand had snapped towards her face…
The look in his eyes wounded her more than a slap could have.
“There was a wasp…I was only trying to help.”
She sighed.
How many times would he be only trying to help and end up triggering something from her past?
“I’m sorry.”
Morbid Butterfly
my reflexes stopped working, my heart dropped. a hole in my chest, you were gone. what do i do?
Alexis
relfexing is when you eat thing and then have sex and it is when you reactit to something and dont even think about it it just happens, i dont know if that happends to me, but it happends to most people, idk why or how, its involontary
wooot
I remember going to the doctor’s office when i was little with my dad. I always liked going with my dad better because we used to play with the equipment on the cart. The relex hammer was only second best after the ear-light. The ear light was the provider of wait-time shadow puppets.
Sophia
reflex. uh. my bf has acid reflex sometimes. i have never had acid reflex before. i love this juice i’m drinking, i just went for a run. am i supposed to say something awesome here?
Heidy
it is a reflex to grimace at awkwardness. when the doctor hits my knee, i have no control over its motion. the same occurs with you now, awkwardness. i dont know how to end or stem it. it overcomes me.
Caitlin
i have the reflexes of a jungle beast, on the prowl. hungry, scared and timid i pounce at the opportunity for prey. food, energy, sustenance, call it what you may. i strive on my agile, swift reactions for
alex
ahh. fast. slow. hurry hurry hurry. no choice, instinct. doctors who hit your knees. pavlov.
anna
backwards is xelfer.
I love reading backwards.
sdrawkcab.
Jubilee
I don’t posses what most would consider “good reflexes.” I guess that’s why I was never the “athletic” type. Or maybe it’s why I use so many “quotation marks.” But I was very bad at sports as a child. Never played anything. Ever. I blame my reflexes for my inability to kick a ball in gym class.
I have a hatred towards reflex tests they do at the doctor’s. One second you’re all “doo, doo doo..” in your head, and then, BAM! Dooctor hits you on the knee with a freaking sledgehammer kinda thing and your leg goes up. I’d love to see someone kick the doctor in the face. “Oops..well you did kinda hit my knee!”
Reflex. Well, it’s my reflex right now to write about you.
your tumblr has essentially become a flowerpot; pretty to look at, no substance. I typically don’t mind that but not when it has become a ghost of what it once was.
Why won’t you talk to me?
Alice
Crying is a reflex for me. People tell me I’m just being whiny, but I can’t help it. As much as I would like to, I can’t stop being pathetic on a whim.
Bouncing from limb to limb, wind flying through whiskers like they’re reeds on a pond. Diving, falling, twisting, laughing. The life of a flying squirrel.
cecil baird
The doctor tells me to put out my leg. With a small hammer he hits my knee. My knee’s reflex is to kick that stinking doctor right in the teeth.
My reflexes are all screwed up. I mean, what the use of doing something without thinking about it first? The brain isn’t involved, so it’s like my body is taking on a life of it’s own. I don’t know. It scares me.
Jane
reflex is a motinon or a reaCTON it is basic hiuman nauter to do so like when you knee is tapped you will move it is a part of your joints and hard wried into your brain and there is nothing you can do about it has helpe man survive and it always you dont think . just react
keri bear
it’s the first thing that comes to mind. it’s natural. when a doctor taps your knee, although that doesn’t really happen anymore. a lot of people’s perceptions of medicine are very outdated. like the black bag. no one carries that anymore. house calls are rare. tuna is rare.
kate young
Corsenna’s reflexes had always been the best. Top of her class every time. No one doubted her ability to slap a bullet out of the air if she wanted to. This is just another reason her squad so willingly follow her into battle. That was just the way of things. That was just how Omega Squad works.
Upon reflex I kick my foot in front of me to score the winning goal for my school’s championship soccer game. But instead of hitting the blue and white ball into the net, I kick my dog off the bed and onto the hard ground. Yeah, Lousy reflex
Sam
Her reflexes weren’t strong enough to override her desire to stay in place, her desire to be strong – though he pressed all the right spots like a doctor’s hammer against the knee, she didn’t dare turn to face him, his impressionable eyes.
Jennifer
I like to think I have good reflexes. Angles. Angels are better than Angles. Except in Dr. Who. The new Doctor isn’t as handsome as David Tennant, except at certain angles. He has good reflexes.
Alex
Whenever you are around, whenever someone talks about you, even to hear your name, whether it’s about you in particular or not… my eyes water and my heart starts to pound, and I’m scared for the safety of the things around me. The anger that radiates from my body, the pure detest I feel for your existence, how miserable you make me!
“I didn’t even mean to… He just kind of jumped at me and then it happened,” he said.
“Well,” she snapped, “the next time you decide to throw your food at Mike, make sure you hit him and not me. ‘Kay?”
Reflexes
are my best friend
in times like this when
words fail me.
and thoughts fall away
and eyes don’t quite meet each other
and I am somewhere down below
and I am lost
and I don’t know
And all I have is the raw animal of my body
to guide me through
until this world is home to my little self again.
“Ow!” He yelled as her clammy hands collided with his face.
“I’m sorry, it was reflex!” she exclaimed unconvincingly.
“Whatever,” he shrugged walking away.
It happens without conscious thought. It can be instinctual, emotional, gut-based. Anything but mental. Like a synapse reaction. It saves your life, and then it’s done. There’s a reason you do it, even if you can’t say why. It just happens, and you can’t control it. Somehow. No matter what. It’s a reflex.
Z
i have no reflexes. i am just a blob that does not respond to anything nin its immidiate environment … no fealings, but also no pain. its ‘aight.
rachel thornton
my reflexs are instinctive and natural i am like a freakin cat im so smooth i can strike at you with deadly precision and kill you with one flick of my wrist.
dustin
think about everything that has ever happened to you and wonder where that takes you? I don’t really know what my reflex is or are because I overthink everything. I just go beyond compare and can’t really just enjoy anything and automatically have fun or enjoy it. It takes too much work to act on reflex.
i dont have very good reflexes, in fact my hand eye coordination is severely lacking and sometimes i think i’m completely awkward at life.
Knees.
And doctors.
The little girl set on the edge of the crinkling paper scattered with rainbows and smiley faces, trying to make this seem like a cheerful experience.
I can’t seem to get my arms and legs to move in the same way they used to. They just want to bend and break in different ways, slower than before; my reflexes lagging. And I can’t help but think it’s because of you. That you are making me slow. I’ve gotten you off of my back, but I can’t seem to get you out of my head.
He swung out, fingers flexed, wrist hooked, to snatch it from the air. To his surprise and immediate disgust, the object did not sting or slice, but squished against his palm. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly to the stunned onlookers, “Just reflexes.”
The pure and simple is that like a reflex love knows only its
I have reflexes. You have reflexes. Sometimes you tell me yours are better than mine. I just think we each have good reflexes at different types of things. You can catch. I can talk shit real quick. See? Different. But both reflexes.
She hadn’t meant to push him away–hadn’t wanted to hurt him–but the way his hand had snapped towards her face…
The look in his eyes wounded her more than a slap could have.
“There was a wasp…I was only trying to help.”
She sighed.
How many times would he be only trying to help and end up triggering something from her past?
“I’m sorry.”
my reflexes stopped working, my heart dropped. a hole in my chest, you were gone. what do i do?
relfexing is when you eat thing and then have sex and it is when you reactit to something and dont even think about it it just happens, i dont know if that happends to me, but it happends to most people, idk why or how, its involontary
I remember going to the doctor’s office when i was little with my dad. I always liked going with my dad better because we used to play with the equipment on the cart. The relex hammer was only second best after the ear-light. The ear light was the provider of wait-time shadow puppets.
reflex. uh. my bf has acid reflex sometimes. i have never had acid reflex before. i love this juice i’m drinking, i just went for a run. am i supposed to say something awesome here?
it is a reflex to grimace at awkwardness. when the doctor hits my knee, i have no control over its motion. the same occurs with you now, awkwardness. i dont know how to end or stem it. it overcomes me.
i have the reflexes of a jungle beast, on the prowl. hungry, scared and timid i pounce at the opportunity for prey. food, energy, sustenance, call it what you may. i strive on my agile, swift reactions for
ahh. fast. slow. hurry hurry hurry. no choice, instinct. doctors who hit your knees. pavlov.
backwards is xelfer.
I love reading backwards.
sdrawkcab.
I don’t posses what most would consider “good reflexes.” I guess that’s why I was never the “athletic” type. Or maybe it’s why I use so many “quotation marks.” But I was very bad at sports as a child. Never played anything. Ever. I blame my reflexes for my inability to kick a ball in gym class.
stimulus and health, 8th grade we just learn all about the nervous system. Mrs levin taught me, shes pretty.
huh, reflex. that’s what this is, isn’t it? our brain’s reflexes to this oneword.
reflex? did you know the owner of google doesnt have reflexes? cool. it always makes me think of the spinal cord.
A knee-jerk response, something that one has no control over how they react.
I have a hatred towards reflex tests they do at the doctor’s. One second you’re all “doo, doo doo..” in your head, and then, BAM! Dooctor hits you on the knee with a freaking sledgehammer kinda thing and your leg goes up. I’d love to see someone kick the doctor in the face. “Oops..well you did kinda hit my knee!”
Reflex. Well, it’s my reflex right now to write about you.
your tumblr has essentially become a flowerpot; pretty to look at, no substance. I typically don’t mind that but not when it has become a ghost of what it once was.
Why won’t you talk to me?
Crying is a reflex for me. People tell me I’m just being whiny, but I can’t help it. As much as I would like to, I can’t stop being pathetic on a whim.
Bouncing from limb to limb, wind flying through whiskers like they’re reeds on a pond. Diving, falling, twisting, laughing. The life of a flying squirrel.
The doctor tells me to put out my leg. With a small hammer he hits my knee. My knee’s reflex is to kick that stinking doctor right in the teeth.
My reflexes are all screwed up. I mean, what the use of doing something without thinking about it first? The brain isn’t involved, so it’s like my body is taking on a life of it’s own. I don’t know. It scares me.
reflex is a motinon or a reaCTON it is basic hiuman nauter to do so like when you knee is tapped you will move it is a part of your joints and hard wried into your brain and there is nothing you can do about it has helpe man survive and it always you dont think . just react
it’s the first thing that comes to mind. it’s natural. when a doctor taps your knee, although that doesn’t really happen anymore. a lot of people’s perceptions of medicine are very outdated. like the black bag. no one carries that anymore. house calls are rare. tuna is rare.
Corsenna’s reflexes had always been the best. Top of her class every time. No one doubted her ability to slap a bullet out of the air if she wanted to. This is just another reason her squad so willingly follow her into battle. That was just the way of things. That was just how Omega Squad works.
Upon reflex I kick my foot in front of me to score the winning goal for my school’s championship soccer game. But instead of hitting the blue and white ball into the net, I kick my dog off the bed and onto the hard ground. Yeah, Lousy reflex
Her reflexes weren’t strong enough to override her desire to stay in place, her desire to be strong – though he pressed all the right spots like a doctor’s hammer against the knee, she didn’t dare turn to face him, his impressionable eyes.
I like to think I have good reflexes. Angles. Angels are better than Angles. Except in Dr. Who. The new Doctor isn’t as handsome as David Tennant, except at certain angles. He has good reflexes.
Whenever you are around, whenever someone talks about you, even to hear your name, whether it’s about you in particular or not… my eyes water and my heart starts to pound, and I’m scared for the safety of the things around me. The anger that radiates from my body, the pure detest I feel for your existence, how miserable you make me!
I think I’m allergic to you.
“I didn’t even mean to… He just kind of jumped at me and then it happened,” he said.
“Well,” she snapped, “the next time you decide to throw your food at Mike, make sure you hit him and not me. ‘Kay?”
Reflexes
are my best friend
in times like this when
words fail me.
and thoughts fall away
and eyes don’t quite meet each other
and I am somewhere down below
and I am lost
and I don’t know
And all I have is the raw animal of my body
to guide me through
until this world is home to my little self again.
“Ow!” He yelled as her clammy hands collided with his face.
“I’m sorry, it was reflex!” she exclaimed unconvincingly.
“Whatever,” he shrugged walking away.
It happens without conscious thought. It can be instinctual, emotional, gut-based. Anything but mental. Like a synapse reaction. It saves your life, and then it’s done. There’s a reason you do it, even if you can’t say why. It just happens, and you can’t control it. Somehow. No matter what. It’s a reflex.
i have no reflexes. i am just a blob that does not respond to anything nin its immidiate environment … no fealings, but also no pain. its ‘aight.
my reflexs are instinctive and natural i am like a freakin cat im so smooth i can strike at you with deadly precision and kill you with one flick of my wrist.
think about everything that has ever happened to you and wonder where that takes you? I don’t really know what my reflex is or are because I overthink everything. I just go beyond compare and can’t really just enjoy anything and automatically have fun or enjoy it. It takes too much work to act on reflex.