if i fell now, i would sink. if i didnt fall, i wouldnt sink. i would probably drown, and watch my bubbles float to the surface of the water, and pop into smaller bubbles. its quiet and i can think now. i sink underwater and all i feel is the silence, but its ok. because this silence is for me, and now i can sink. and now im sinking into the darker depths, and its all alright.
jacki
I don’t have enough time to swim. I just wish I could swim and swim and swim. And float and float and float. I wish I could float alone and along and pretend like I am flying. I just want to feel. No I just want to stop feeling. Feeling is too much pain. Too much hurt. Too much. Too much.
Spicer
kitchen clean dishes water faucet drain garbage disposal bathroom wash soap dishwasher stainless steel porcelain empty full baby bath
Charmayne
sink into me. sink into the thought of us. sink into our old conversations. our old memories. sink into my voice. sink into our songs. sink into the woods we met up at. don’t sink into her.
bianca
sinking into the ocean. deeper and deeper until you can’t get back up or out again. washing dishes in the kitchen sink. so simple, yet somewhat pleasing. slowly and slowly. wandering into nothing.
laura ackermann
I’m sinking. Faster and faster. I can’t swim hard enough. It’s suffocating me. I’m losing air. How can it be so easy for them? They’re so far ahead. They’re breaking through the water. Why can’t I? I’m just sinking sinking sinking.
a girl
you’re letting us sink pick us up. patch it up. and make it all better. because that nonsense. it seemed to be working. but you let it sink. you and i are we. us. so maybe i helped i little. we sank together.
gionna
There is nothing worse than a sink that is full of nothing but piles of dishes.
lee
in the sink, down it went, no chance to retrieve, i guess it is really over now. the marriage the engagement the love, the prize is in the sewer now a loss just like everything but the kitchen sink. Now I must flush it down with water, just like everything else,this too will pass.
Brandi
white red blue so many colors metal and cold or warm and solid drip drop water and time runs along just like the water going down the drain to who knows where it will lead and where it will go.
Brittany
you fall into a pit and you sink sink sink down until you under the earth tand there are strange creatures thta can speak a billion languages and they take you to space and taech you tricks and magic
Anonymous
i pee in the sink, it doesn’t smell good. i put my strawberries in the sink. ewewwwwww. i was my dishes. wait noooooo i don’t pee in the sink!! that’s gross. yuck yuck yuck. ummmmmmm…..sink
reminds me of kink. kinky! dakota fanning as cherie currie in the runways! HOT!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahhaa, she’s great. cherry bomb!
ashley
Sinking faster and faster. Now it feels like I’m not moving anymore. It used to feel inevitable, the falling. But now I’m just statuary. Filled with cement. If I start falling again, I’ll go straight down.
Katie
The sink here is home to the most horrifying garbage disposal I’ve ever heard. No noodles? Shit, maybe that’s why.
Nicole
in the desert for the past one and a half years. nothing seems to be going the way I planned. given that some things never change, life has taken it’s toll on me. what was I thinking? how did things happen, what went wrong?
NK
The cold iron drain draws up at me as I swirl toward the bottom, spinning spinning as the water goes away. I drift every downward and as I come close, I think, “what lies below?” Glug.
Joe Gaylord
I have a kitchen sink that I don’t really use lalalalala I havea batherroom sink I use that oneeeee loalalalala wooo bopbopbobp ba dooo wa ohhh
lol
i washed all the dishes and still i cannot find it in myself to feel clean. i know that it is only a matter of time until the filth piles up around me again. all i have to show for it is my dry, dry hands. and yet i am still hungry.
Tina Bortion
I have a leaky sink. It really annoys me in the morning when I wake up. Then I realize that it is the only sound I hear when I wake up, so he’s now like my roomate in a way. He’s always there and sometimes gets on my nerves. :) I’ll never fix it.
Mary
there in the middle of the pond I saw what was all my fault. My new car slowly sinking down into it’s icy depths. No truck could come fast enough to pull it out, and either way mother would be furious. There goes the car sinking into that dreaded abyss.
Chris Browne
water it sinks, in the ocean. while my feet sink into the sand. like quick sand, someone needs to save me i’m sinking in to the quick sad. i need a branch of some sort to grab on to, quick someone save me. my feet are making imprints.
Lucy Cole
as i saw the ship slowly sinking behind me, i realized that as it went down so did my past. all my belongings, possessions, everything, gone, slowly submerging to the bottom of the ocean. and for some reason, that thought didnt bother me. it was the ultimate clean slate.
erin
I noticed my first grey hair this morning. I felt my heart sink.
Free Spirit
i feel like i’m sinking more and more everyday. it is all this work, and all these hopes. i’m sinking in self expectatoin, drowning in it, because i don’t have the energy to take myself back to the surface to see the sun shine. even though thats really all i want.
brittany
She stood there, gripping the edges, wondering what has just happened. Her tears matched the water swirling in the bottom, where she hat left her dishes that morning. Had it only been that morning? She didn`t know what to do but cry.
Emily
the sink was empty from all the dish washing that had been done in the past hour, everyones hands were tired and had plenty of blisters. “Lets do that again tomorrow!”someone suggested and everyone moaned in the thought of washing dishes again.
Brittany
sink is where you do dishes and dye your hair. It can come in many difference shapes and sizes… usually in only two rooms in the house, kitchen and bathroom. Good for splashing water and making bubbles. Could be used for when someone is drowning you sink.
unknown
sinking down. washing down. in the drain, going down. hehe, going down. head. road head is the best. giving and receiving. man it’s been a while since i’ve given road head.
Anonymous
i sink into you
oh longing
sink into darkness
and soft sheets
i sink into sleep
dreams and pillowy
nighttime skies
full of starry eyes
Dani
iughy pi ieurg piuaeryga iurya iurya iury fdygkaudhfg uadf piuayfg piud aukdfgiuf g
sam
sink into my mind
because there are faucets leaking
pouring out rusty orange and brown flecked water
into glasses for people i don’t even know
ones i don’t think i love
alex
i’m gonna go shave. the sink will play a supporting role. i wish i could grow a better beard but, alas, all i’m shaving off is evidence of my lack of inner chuck.
v
This morning I took a shit in the sink thinking it’d be funny to blend it up in the garbage disposal, but it’s broken and now my sink is clogged. My kitchen smells like a public restroom. Fucking gross.
Patrick G. Coyne
a place to wash, clean. associated with kitchens and bathrooms. essential. hygienic, soap needed :)
amy
feel that heavyness in your feet and the acid in your stomach and the pound of your heart and the race of your mind. Hear the catch of your breath that roars in your ears.
Caroline
I hate sinks. they make me sink lol cuz it’s like sick but with a weird sort of accent lol anyway sinks keep me clean even though I hate washing my hands it’s just so much effort :/ and I don’t always do it…:/ corrine loves sinks
Tracy
hkhkl
Anonymous
sink or swim, float or fail. Is it too much to hope that I person will succeed and swim or fail and sink? Are people comparable to boats? Do we float along on the sea of life? I can’t agree with the Sink or Swim mentatility…
S. Swartfiguer
I never like putting things under the sink, not in any of the places that I’ve lived in. It’s always been this barren, creepy place that unknown little things lurk. Mind you, I’ve never had an infestation of any kind, it’s just seems like the place for spiders and just weird things that are better off not seeing the light of day to lurk.
LadySorrow
the sink is the place I wash my dishes
I keep them clean
yet the sink is dirty
did you know the sink is dirtier than the toilet
if i fell now, i would sink. if i didnt fall, i wouldnt sink. i would probably drown, and watch my bubbles float to the surface of the water, and pop into smaller bubbles. its quiet and i can think now. i sink underwater and all i feel is the silence, but its ok. because this silence is for me, and now i can sink. and now im sinking into the darker depths, and its all alright.
I don’t have enough time to swim. I just wish I could swim and swim and swim. And float and float and float. I wish I could float alone and along and pretend like I am flying. I just want to feel. No I just want to stop feeling. Feeling is too much pain. Too much hurt. Too much. Too much.
kitchen clean dishes water faucet drain garbage disposal bathroom wash soap dishwasher stainless steel porcelain empty full baby bath
sink into me. sink into the thought of us. sink into our old conversations. our old memories. sink into my voice. sink into our songs. sink into the woods we met up at. don’t sink into her.
sinking into the ocean. deeper and deeper until you can’t get back up or out again. washing dishes in the kitchen sink. so simple, yet somewhat pleasing. slowly and slowly. wandering into nothing.
I’m sinking. Faster and faster. I can’t swim hard enough. It’s suffocating me. I’m losing air. How can it be so easy for them? They’re so far ahead. They’re breaking through the water. Why can’t I? I’m just sinking sinking sinking.
you’re letting us sink pick us up. patch it up. and make it all better. because that nonsense. it seemed to be working. but you let it sink. you and i are we. us. so maybe i helped i little. we sank together.
There is nothing worse than a sink that is full of nothing but piles of dishes.
in the sink, down it went, no chance to retrieve, i guess it is really over now. the marriage the engagement the love, the prize is in the sewer now a loss just like everything but the kitchen sink. Now I must flush it down with water, just like everything else,this too will pass.
white red blue so many colors metal and cold or warm and solid drip drop water and time runs along just like the water going down the drain to who knows where it will lead and where it will go.
you fall into a pit and you sink sink sink down until you under the earth tand there are strange creatures thta can speak a billion languages and they take you to space and taech you tricks and magic
i pee in the sink, it doesn’t smell good. i put my strawberries in the sink. ewewwwwww. i was my dishes. wait noooooo i don’t pee in the sink!! that’s gross. yuck yuck yuck. ummmmmmm…..sink
reminds me of kink. kinky! dakota fanning as cherie currie in the runways! HOT!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahhaa, she’s great. cherry bomb!
Sinking faster and faster. Now it feels like I’m not moving anymore. It used to feel inevitable, the falling. But now I’m just statuary. Filled with cement. If I start falling again, I’ll go straight down.
The sink here is home to the most horrifying garbage disposal I’ve ever heard. No noodles? Shit, maybe that’s why.
in the desert for the past one and a half years. nothing seems to be going the way I planned. given that some things never change, life has taken it’s toll on me. what was I thinking? how did things happen, what went wrong?
The cold iron drain draws up at me as I swirl toward the bottom, spinning spinning as the water goes away. I drift every downward and as I come close, I think, “what lies below?” Glug.
I have a kitchen sink that I don’t really use lalalalala I havea batherroom sink I use that oneeeee loalalalala wooo bopbopbobp ba dooo wa ohhh
i washed all the dishes and still i cannot find it in myself to feel clean. i know that it is only a matter of time until the filth piles up around me again. all i have to show for it is my dry, dry hands. and yet i am still hungry.
I have a leaky sink. It really annoys me in the morning when I wake up. Then I realize that it is the only sound I hear when I wake up, so he’s now like my roomate in a way. He’s always there and sometimes gets on my nerves. :) I’ll never fix it.
there in the middle of the pond I saw what was all my fault. My new car slowly sinking down into it’s icy depths. No truck could come fast enough to pull it out, and either way mother would be furious. There goes the car sinking into that dreaded abyss.
water it sinks, in the ocean. while my feet sink into the sand. like quick sand, someone needs to save me i’m sinking in to the quick sad. i need a branch of some sort to grab on to, quick someone save me. my feet are making imprints.
as i saw the ship slowly sinking behind me, i realized that as it went down so did my past. all my belongings, possessions, everything, gone, slowly submerging to the bottom of the ocean. and for some reason, that thought didnt bother me. it was the ultimate clean slate.
I noticed my first grey hair this morning. I felt my heart sink.
i feel like i’m sinking more and more everyday. it is all this work, and all these hopes. i’m sinking in self expectatoin, drowning in it, because i don’t have the energy to take myself back to the surface to see the sun shine. even though thats really all i want.
She stood there, gripping the edges, wondering what has just happened. Her tears matched the water swirling in the bottom, where she hat left her dishes that morning. Had it only been that morning? She didn`t know what to do but cry.
the sink was empty from all the dish washing that had been done in the past hour, everyones hands were tired and had plenty of blisters. “Lets do that again tomorrow!”someone suggested and everyone moaned in the thought of washing dishes again.
sink is where you do dishes and dye your hair. It can come in many difference shapes and sizes… usually in only two rooms in the house, kitchen and bathroom. Good for splashing water and making bubbles. Could be used for when someone is drowning you sink.
sinking down. washing down. in the drain, going down. hehe, going down. head. road head is the best. giving and receiving. man it’s been a while since i’ve given road head.
i sink into you
oh longing
sink into darkness
and soft sheets
i sink into sleep
dreams and pillowy
nighttime skies
full of starry eyes
iughy pi ieurg piuaeryga iurya iurya iury fdygkaudhfg uadf piuayfg piud aukdfgiuf g
sink into my mind
because there are faucets leaking
pouring out rusty orange and brown flecked water
into glasses for people i don’t even know
ones i don’t think i love
i’m gonna go shave. the sink will play a supporting role. i wish i could grow a better beard but, alas, all i’m shaving off is evidence of my lack of inner chuck.
This morning I took a shit in the sink thinking it’d be funny to blend it up in the garbage disposal, but it’s broken and now my sink is clogged. My kitchen smells like a public restroom. Fucking gross.
a place to wash, clean. associated with kitchens and bathrooms. essential. hygienic, soap needed :)
feel that heavyness in your feet and the acid in your stomach and the pound of your heart and the race of your mind. Hear the catch of your breath that roars in your ears.
I hate sinks. they make me sink lol cuz it’s like sick but with a weird sort of accent lol anyway sinks keep me clean even though I hate washing my hands it’s just so much effort :/ and I don’t always do it…:/ corrine loves sinks
hkhkl
sink or swim, float or fail. Is it too much to hope that I person will succeed and swim or fail and sink? Are people comparable to boats? Do we float along on the sea of life? I can’t agree with the Sink or Swim mentatility…
I never like putting things under the sink, not in any of the places that I’ve lived in. It’s always been this barren, creepy place that unknown little things lurk. Mind you, I’ve never had an infestation of any kind, it’s just seems like the place for spiders and just weird things that are better off not seeing the light of day to lurk.
the sink is the place I wash my dishes
I keep them clean
yet the sink is dirty
did you know the sink is dirtier than the toilet