cat playsall night long, the buzzing fills my ears.
i yell “STOP”
no cease
meanace, string is.
my ears hurt.
katkidd
the string was the only thing holding me back. until the final thread broke. and then it was all over. fin. completed. unleashed. i swung my head back and roared my rage out into the world as i crusaded down to the mill where i knew you would be , sittting unaware of everything that was about to take place the unforeseen events which were about ot unfold. life from that day on would never be the same for the either of us.
jessica
string theory is like cheese, it is confusing but makes everything so much better! until you divide by zero, then you’re just fucked.
Baker
I once had a pice of string. Once i pulled on that string, nothing would happen, except that it would fall from it’s designated place. One day, i felt bold- I didn’t pull the string and my room was engulfed by a black-hole of nothingness.
taylor
it’s long and thing and never ends, you think you find the end but in continues until you hang yourself from the end of it, hang me now, string my laces, suck the laces of my converses, there’s no string in my mind, only edging threads, if you see my string in the air, kill me
Charlotte
beyond the matter lies particles woven on the loom that times fingers tickle. stuck together at times in a ball or a tattered mat of knots and knuckles but at times, in a sudden burst of ateleological serendipity we see the threads that weave the cloth that wraps up little bundles of dirt that we are.
paul
it was on a golden glimmering string of light staring back at me with surprising intensity and a lost love from the days of yesteryear and the bright dunes of crystal. sapphire. ruby. emerald. shining in the sun.
Stringing the cord around his arm as tight as he could, Jason found the vein he wanted. Injecting the trip, he laid his head back as he was taken for the ride of his life. Into a planet he never knew existed.
Brandon Christian
it’s wrapped around your finger.
Tugged in your heart.
Keeps feet and shoes.
And brings things together.
it’s pulling people along,
tricking them into thinking they have a chance.
a little string was all that was needed to start the knitting. just a little string tied onto the bigger skein of yarn. why does this pattern have this starting way? just a little string was all that is needed…
ko
the words string along like paper chains, folded and haphazardly snipped at until a jumble of syllables is spilled out like confetti. you don’t really understand what i’m saying, but the emotion in my eyes says it all.
Small white shoe string
Hangs so loose
drips droops and flops
from my shoe
Small White shoe string
that hangs so loose
Tie it up, before it turns loose
The string theory proposes that everything in the universe is interconnected with everything else. It is a theory that resonates with many in the scientific community.
I was trying to figure out how to tie it up. It was a present; how was I supposed to tie it up with mere string? Not right. Okay, so how about lace, I thought, trying it out. Not working. Okay, so ribbon – and, finally, we have a winner!
Alicia
a candles but a simple thing i starts with just a bit of string but dipped with patience yet in hand it gathers wax upon the strand, life’s like the bit of string each deed we do a simple thing
peyton
strings of cheese hanging out of my mouth while eating pizza. looks not so sexy. but mmmhhm
rememberjosilovesyou
I came up with a huge string of excuses on a daily basis, each one more mundane or absurd than the last. In truth, there were no excuses.
no strings is all i want. actually, i want to have some strings in my life, but the way i want them and in amount that i want them.
strings are bad. i don’t want no strings. not now. i’m not prepared. at all.
cat playsall night long, the buzzing fills my ears.
i yell “STOP”
no cease
meanace, string is.
my ears hurt.
the string was the only thing holding me back. until the final thread broke. and then it was all over. fin. completed. unleashed. i swung my head back and roared my rage out into the world as i crusaded down to the mill where i knew you would be , sittting unaware of everything that was about to take place the unforeseen events which were about ot unfold. life from that day on would never be the same for the either of us.
string theory is like cheese, it is confusing but makes everything so much better! until you divide by zero, then you’re just fucked.
I once had a pice of string. Once i pulled on that string, nothing would happen, except that it would fall from it’s designated place. One day, i felt bold- I didn’t pull the string and my room was engulfed by a black-hole of nothingness.
it’s long and thing and never ends, you think you find the end but in continues until you hang yourself from the end of it, hang me now, string my laces, suck the laces of my converses, there’s no string in my mind, only edging threads, if you see my string in the air, kill me
beyond the matter lies particles woven on the loom that times fingers tickle. stuck together at times in a ball or a tattered mat of knots and knuckles but at times, in a sudden burst of ateleological serendipity we see the threads that weave the cloth that wraps up little bundles of dirt that we are.
it was on a golden glimmering string of light staring back at me with surprising intensity and a lost love from the days of yesteryear and the bright dunes of crystal. sapphire. ruby. emerald. shining in the sun.
Stringing the cord around his arm as tight as he could, Jason found the vein he wanted. Injecting the trip, he laid his head back as he was taken for the ride of his life. Into a planet he never knew existed.
it’s wrapped around your finger.
Tugged in your heart.
Keeps feet and shoes.
And brings things together.
it’s pulling people along,
tricking them into thinking they have a chance.
a little string was all that was needed to start the knitting. just a little string tied onto the bigger skein of yarn. why does this pattern have this starting way? just a little string was all that is needed…
the words string along like paper chains, folded and haphazardly snipped at until a jumble of syllables is spilled out like confetti. you don’t really understand what i’m saying, but the emotion in my eyes says it all.
Small white shoe string
Hangs so loose
drips droops and flops
from my shoe
Small White shoe string
that hangs so loose
Tie it up, before it turns loose
The string theory proposes that everything in the universe is interconnected with everything else. It is a theory that resonates with many in the scientific community.
I was trying to figure out how to tie it up. It was a present; how was I supposed to tie it up with mere string? Not right. Okay, so how about lace, I thought, trying it out. Not working. Okay, so ribbon – and, finally, we have a winner!
a candles but a simple thing i starts with just a bit of string but dipped with patience yet in hand it gathers wax upon the strand, life’s like the bit of string each deed we do a simple thing
strings of cheese hanging out of my mouth while eating pizza. looks not so sexy. but mmmhhm
I came up with a huge string of excuses on a daily basis, each one more mundane or absurd than the last. In truth, there were no excuses.
no strings is all i want. actually, i want to have some strings in my life, but the way i want them and in amount that i want them.
strings are bad. i don’t want no strings. not now. i’m not prepared. at all.