the texure of my soup was great now I need a cookie, there was this guy who gave me a cookie once, he had cool hair, kind of.
Lightening
If I knew I were going to write about texture I’d prepare myself for it but since I got 60 seconds I just want to think about the textures I see out in the nature, on your face, hell even on MY face if any of this is making any sense.
MK
is somthing that feels just right. I love book textures. It feels fantastic. Everything has different textures. Even this keyboard.
It was a sweet thing. A soft thing. A beautiful, wonderous, marvelous thing. It felt of summer incarnate, of a flower’s freshest blossom spun into thread and woven into the world’s softest cloth. It was a smooth thing. A pretty thing. A prim, refined and proper thing. It felt of soft spring skies and puffy clouds, brought down from the heavens to make the world’s most perfect blanket.
kit
texture on my fingers of the table and the computer and my sweater. texture of the air in my nose on my hair. texture of my hair on my face. texture of my face on your face.
Kelsey Velez
Mountains that looked like carpets made me want to touch them. True story.
Sue
The texture of music makes or breaks it. Often it is not the notes that we find beautiful, not the composition or the melody, merely the texture of the sound itself. That’s what makes the difference between a youthful and an experienced musician–the ability to cause the most mundane of music sound new and beautiful.
Harris
soft, hard, I like to feel it in my mouth, but why? Is that too sexual for this site? I’m just talking about food, in the mouth, not something else. Texture determines taste, not the other way around, by which I mean, something tastes really good with the right texture, but bad otherwise.
Todd
the feeling of something. how it appears to feel to the eye. can be rough or smooth. can be bumpy or jagged. it it how you describe an objects appearance of how it might feel.
Candace
it fells so nice the way everything feels soft and plush or it can be hard and rough and sandy or smooth and firm or too soft texture can apply to food buildings color art music everything there is on earth
Jenn
Texture is what you feel when you touch things with you hands. I think it’s amazing how we react to different textures. For something that is so basic, I know nothing more comforting that the softeness of my cotton sheets and microfiber blanket on my skin.
Emily Schlichting
text-tured words crunch like snow in the middle of an aisle in a busy opera house. i hear the orchestra warm up and wait for my body to follow suit.
becca Loo
the texture of his lips on mine changed how i perceived everything. honestly i wasnt that attached. he wasnt such a great guy, and it wasnt anything supermagical. but sometimes all you need to realize something new is that fist kiss. honestly it was beautiful, simply becuase it opened up my mind. His lips moved slowly to my neck. kissing slowly along my chin. I was 12. and he was 15. i guess some poeple would wonder why this was happening, but all i could think was that the shivers running down my spine weren’t becuase it was cold.
new
“Some are satin, some are steel. Some are silk and some are leather..
They’re the faces of the Stranger but you’d love to try them on.”
Joface
all the texture in the world couldn’t save that remark. No nuance would forgive, no allure distract. She knew it as well, and let it hang there, naked. My problem, she guessed. but it’s allright. I wasn’t really listening. Now who’s
Anonymous
such an odd subject to be writting about, sure it has texture, but no substande, and only a very little bit of depth. oh what a tactile world we live in.
Drake
the texture of his mouth was astounding. nothing startled me quite as much as that first kiss. nothing ever would again. it was amazing, and sweet
Bay
Textures are what the world is made of. Everything you see and touch is a texture. Without them life would be boring and just plain pointless.
Nikki
I see the texture of his skin, and I just know. Nothing so silky will ever be so smooth. He is a juxtoposition of hard angles, of leather and thyme. I am exhausted. These are the days.
eeps
the texture of life is something we all fee. the smooth glide, the rough edges. where it pricks us when we move too fast… texture. everythinghas texture. from walls to trees to dogs and bees. we recognize our life based on it’s texture, don’t you see? you and me, we’ve got something to feel.
Anonymous
blah blah blah blah la la la la la i don’t know what to write about this ;)
blah
feeling the way I touch it the bumpy or smoothness of a surface. I love a silky touch smooth and unyeilding. Feeling is believing and with texture you get what your after, It is also the way something looks the way it stands out against the back ground.
Linda
not sure
sam
the feeling of something sometimes gross food has bad texture thats why i dont like it but it can also have stuff to do with feeling of materials and clothing as well as colour it has the word text in it and reminds me of mixture which is kinda like food and i cant think of anything else to say about it except that i use it alot.
rhianna f
texture is the way somthing feels when you touch it. Texture can add charachter.
Anonymous
When i feel things i know what they are. They tell me what to think feel and do. I think everything is made of layers and there is a particular feel to everything and everyone. I wish that some people were more aware of the way they make others feel. some people just don’t know the effects they have on others.
purple panda
The sandpaper scraped across my skin and I winced with discomfort. It’s strange how something so simple, tiny grains of sand placed on a sheet of paper, could cause me to feel so much, so deeply.
Jsh
the texture of the jacket i was wearing that day is still burned into my mind…the day she left me standing there on the beach in saint augusitne florida, never to see her again, never to tell me about the child of mine inside her that was put there so recently…and all i can remember is the texture of that jacket
Tim
not for me
Anonymous
its soft, hard, gray, rough, blind, black, white, green, and it feels like sand paper, but also feels like a leaf. it feels like a rag, dragged across the concrete, but also like a ball of cotton.
Anonymous
I felt the snow fall down on my shoulders and I quivered and gasped for breath. It sent a shrill feeling through the rest of my body as the texture of my skin became coarse with goosebumps. The tiny snowflakes would hit me and immediately become invinsible beads of water
Plandy
texture is something that detect touch and the texture of her ass was soft, the texture of her hair was gently. texture is a wonderful thing and it feels so good. i love the text of her skin. the text of the car was smooth . I have a smooth
Mike
i loved the soft texture of his shirt as he pressed against me. His lips buried into the nape of my neck. his sent drew me inside
KC
it is about the way things feel, it makes you feel warm, it might make you cringe but over all our lives would be empty and boring without texture. the things we touch would be meaningless without the different feelings each surface brought us.
NONA
TEXTURE. I love texture. Makes me think about clothes. One time I had a dress for homecoming that was a weird texture. I can’t remember what it was but I remember that I loved the dress. I still have it, actually. It’s one of my favorites. It was a light gold color and absolutely beautiful.
Anonymous
I love the texture of velvet, and the apparant texture of granite. Texture – the word has texture to it. I don’t know what to write about. Texture, texture…texture, texture…um………..
Um...
Textures are so varied and so fun. They can give you such different feelings. The way an object feels on your skin can change your emotions. Think about it. Imagine snuggling in a soft, fluffy, furry blanket and rubbing your hand across its fibers. Then, imagine pressing your palm onto a bed of nails.
Mandy Lou
texture is the feeling. smooth or rough, scaled or not. it gives feeling, it gives character. the texture of my skin is soft. one can determine much by the feel.
the texure of my soup was great now I need a cookie, there was this guy who gave me a cookie once, he had cool hair, kind of.
If I knew I were going to write about texture I’d prepare myself for it but since I got 60 seconds I just want to think about the textures I see out in the nature, on your face, hell even on MY face if any of this is making any sense.
is somthing that feels just right. I love book textures. It feels fantastic. Everything has different textures. Even this keyboard.
bunny soft like touching air
film grain, branches, checkerboards, beach sand, water, concrete, windows, food, textile, metal, sandpaper.
It was a sweet thing. A soft thing. A beautiful, wonderous, marvelous thing. It felt of summer incarnate, of a flower’s freshest blossom spun into thread and woven into the world’s softest cloth. It was a smooth thing. A pretty thing. A prim, refined and proper thing. It felt of soft spring skies and puffy clouds, brought down from the heavens to make the world’s most perfect blanket.
texture on my fingers of the table and the computer and my sweater. texture of the air in my nose on my hair. texture of my hair on my face. texture of my face on your face.
Mountains that looked like carpets made me want to touch them. True story.
The texture of music makes or breaks it. Often it is not the notes that we find beautiful, not the composition or the melody, merely the texture of the sound itself. That’s what makes the difference between a youthful and an experienced musician–the ability to cause the most mundane of music sound new and beautiful.
soft, hard, I like to feel it in my mouth, but why? Is that too sexual for this site? I’m just talking about food, in the mouth, not something else. Texture determines taste, not the other way around, by which I mean, something tastes really good with the right texture, but bad otherwise.
the feeling of something. how it appears to feel to the eye. can be rough or smooth. can be bumpy or jagged. it it how you describe an objects appearance of how it might feel.
it fells so nice the way everything feels soft and plush or it can be hard and rough and sandy or smooth and firm or too soft texture can apply to food buildings color art music everything there is on earth
Texture is what you feel when you touch things with you hands. I think it’s amazing how we react to different textures. For something that is so basic, I know nothing more comforting that the softeness of my cotton sheets and microfiber blanket on my skin.
text-tured words crunch like snow in the middle of an aisle in a busy opera house. i hear the orchestra warm up and wait for my body to follow suit.
the texture of his lips on mine changed how i perceived everything. honestly i wasnt that attached. he wasnt such a great guy, and it wasnt anything supermagical. but sometimes all you need to realize something new is that fist kiss. honestly it was beautiful, simply becuase it opened up my mind. His lips moved slowly to my neck. kissing slowly along my chin. I was 12. and he was 15. i guess some poeple would wonder why this was happening, but all i could think was that the shivers running down my spine weren’t becuase it was cold.
“Some are satin, some are steel. Some are silk and some are leather..
They’re the faces of the Stranger but you’d love to try them on.”
all the texture in the world couldn’t save that remark. No nuance would forgive, no allure distract. She knew it as well, and let it hang there, naked. My problem, she guessed. but it’s allright. I wasn’t really listening. Now who’s
such an odd subject to be writting about, sure it has texture, but no substande, and only a very little bit of depth. oh what a tactile world we live in.
the texture of his mouth was astounding. nothing startled me quite as much as that first kiss. nothing ever would again. it was amazing, and sweet
Textures are what the world is made of. Everything you see and touch is a texture. Without them life would be boring and just plain pointless.
I see the texture of his skin, and I just know. Nothing so silky will ever be so smooth. He is a juxtoposition of hard angles, of leather and thyme. I am exhausted. These are the days.
the texture of life is something we all fee. the smooth glide, the rough edges. where it pricks us when we move too fast… texture. everythinghas texture. from walls to trees to dogs and bees. we recognize our life based on it’s texture, don’t you see? you and me, we’ve got something to feel.
blah blah blah blah la la la la la i don’t know what to write about this ;)
feeling the way I touch it the bumpy or smoothness of a surface. I love a silky touch smooth and unyeilding. Feeling is believing and with texture you get what your after, It is also the way something looks the way it stands out against the back ground.
not sure
the feeling of something sometimes gross food has bad texture thats why i dont like it but it can also have stuff to do with feeling of materials and clothing as well as colour it has the word text in it and reminds me of mixture which is kinda like food and i cant think of anything else to say about it except that i use it alot.
texture is the way somthing feels when you touch it. Texture can add charachter.
When i feel things i know what they are. They tell me what to think feel and do. I think everything is made of layers and there is a particular feel to everything and everyone. I wish that some people were more aware of the way they make others feel. some people just don’t know the effects they have on others.
The sandpaper scraped across my skin and I winced with discomfort. It’s strange how something so simple, tiny grains of sand placed on a sheet of paper, could cause me to feel so much, so deeply.
the texture of the jacket i was wearing that day is still burned into my mind…the day she left me standing there on the beach in saint augusitne florida, never to see her again, never to tell me about the child of mine inside her that was put there so recently…and all i can remember is the texture of that jacket
not for me
its soft, hard, gray, rough, blind, black, white, green, and it feels like sand paper, but also feels like a leaf. it feels like a rag, dragged across the concrete, but also like a ball of cotton.
I felt the snow fall down on my shoulders and I quivered and gasped for breath. It sent a shrill feeling through the rest of my body as the texture of my skin became coarse with goosebumps. The tiny snowflakes would hit me and immediately become invinsible beads of water
texture is something that detect touch and the texture of her ass was soft, the texture of her hair was gently. texture is a wonderful thing and it feels so good. i love the text of her skin. the text of the car was smooth . I have a smooth
i loved the soft texture of his shirt as he pressed against me. His lips buried into the nape of my neck. his sent drew me inside
it is about the way things feel, it makes you feel warm, it might make you cringe but over all our lives would be empty and boring without texture. the things we touch would be meaningless without the different feelings each surface brought us.
TEXTURE. I love texture. Makes me think about clothes. One time I had a dress for homecoming that was a weird texture. I can’t remember what it was but I remember that I loved the dress. I still have it, actually. It’s one of my favorites. It was a light gold color and absolutely beautiful.
I love the texture of velvet, and the apparant texture of granite. Texture – the word has texture to it. I don’t know what to write about. Texture, texture…texture, texture…um………..
Textures are so varied and so fun. They can give you such different feelings. The way an object feels on your skin can change your emotions. Think about it. Imagine snuggling in a soft, fluffy, furry blanket and rubbing your hand across its fibers. Then, imagine pressing your palm onto a bed of nails.
texture is the feeling. smooth or rough, scaled or not. it gives feeling, it gives character. the texture of my skin is soft. one can determine much by the feel.