We laid in the hot sun in the dusty afternoon light, where the desert was as dry as our hearts and the sun was as high as our spirits. We lay there together. They paid us to know each other. They paid us to love each other. But they couldn’t pay us any amount to leave each other.
An in an instant she saw the trailer of her life flash upon her eyes, if she decided to marry this man who had knelt down on one knee and was now looking at her with wishful almost worrying eyes.
Michelle Zayed
In a sudden instant she saw the trailer of her own life and what it would look like if she in fact decided to marry this man who had knelt down in one knee and was now looking at her with hopeful, almost worrying eyes.
Michelle Zayed
I guess I romanticize airstream trailers. If I had an all-consuming love, we could live by a river in a trailer with nothing but some quilts, canned soup, and candles.
M
I think trailer park… hick town, small town. Small town USA. Redneck, Redneck yatch club. My grandpa and his floating pontune possie.. ah those were the days :)
Yellow grass grew from patches of filthy puddles all over a flat, barren ground. Broken toys littered the area around the trailer, and a foul stench seemed to emit from deep within its abandoned carcass. The front step was nearly rotted off, and all the windows stood out from the silver paneling like missing teeth in a sloppy smile.
Marty
a trailer is a place where people live. it is also something that producers use to promote their latest movies.
my mother-in-law often uses the term trailer trash
CYnic
The trailer that she called home barely fit herself and her belongings. Having to bring in her girlfriend’s stuff as well was going to make it even more cramped. Maybe they could buy a house when they had money enough to … Who knows? But for now, this too-small trailer would have to do.
Lovee
Trailer.
You were once in a place
Now you can travel
Whenever, wherever
A trailer is freedom,
You choose
Your destiny.
Hop on.
I live in a double wide trailer, it is one of those that are not quite as bad as a single wide trailer, but not quite as nice as a regular house. I can’t wait until I get to move out of this trailer, it really annoys the crap out of me.
movies and places that poor people live, though maybe it would be fun… not being tied down and able to take your house with you… it is actually quite a genius idea… think of it: a transportable house… i wonder who came up with it
It was parked far on a hill top as far as your eyes could see. Surrounding it was blue and purple pansies dancing in the wind. The pond in front of it reflected the world above it. Crazy how a beautiful sight like that could also be the one that makes your heart race the fastest.
Alaska may
trailer.!?!?..ahah tra…iler…tray-ler …………. ahhhh im soo frustrated dont know what to do with myself anymore!!i need to set my life straight!!!!!
Vanessa Reyes
i lived in a trailer all my life. It was the worst. There was at least four of us. It was a two bed trailer. And one bathroom. I would have loved living anywhere else. Anywhere.
Megan Durner
My sister and I spend countless hours watching trailers on the internet. We see ones we like, ones we would go to see simply so we could boo through the whole thing. And ones that don’t even look like the person making them was conscious.
Trailer trash. Movie trailer. Can be scary. Or heartfelt. Either or. Trailer park. Real families. Real scary. Fun music. Good food. Love?
Collette
I went to a trailer park once. It was pretty cool except I felt a bit dirty. That and I memorized all the words to “I like big butts” song with my friend. It was weird.
Natalie
Her hands ached as she finally slid the last bolt home, attaching her and Sasha’s trailer to the horses.
“I knew you could do it!” Sasha crows from her perch on top of the trailer, her legs kicking and heels drumming into the wooden panneling.
“You could have helped, y’know,” I grouse, dusting my hands together and feeling blisters srape against each other.
“You shuoldn’t have bet against me in poker night, hun.”
Maggie
As the trailer bounced up and down I-10, Bill knocked an empty cup onto the floor and stumbling in his sleepy steps to try and reach Jane in the “Captains” chair.
“What time is it?”
“4:25.” She said, not taking her eyes of the road.
“Want me to take a turn?” He didn’t want to drive, but he thought he’d at least ask.
“I’m OK, but you can keep me company.” She said, finally looking at him with his boxers wadded at his crotch and his sleep shirt pushed up exposing his out-y. Bill plopped in the chair and stared at the road as the yellow lines hypnotized him to forget that they were going back to El Paso. He’d take the drive any day as long as he didn’t have to see his sister at the end of it, or worse, her cunt of a partner who always criticised him about his “lack of a career.” At least he wasn’t the one in fucking El Paso.
Sometimes there are trailers for movies, often times they make me want to see the movie, because they are funny and exciting, but when I actually watch the movie, it’s not very fun or exciting, I think that’s because the trailer made it seem that it was going to be by selecting random good parts of a bag movie.
lizzm
Helen mopped the tears from her eyes. Steve looked at her and laughed. “You’re a soppy bitch,” he said giving her a squeeze.
“I know,” she smiled. “But isn’t that a beautiful trailer to the best love story ever written?”
Helen
trash. something that people live in in america. they might be of the slightly poorer background. it’s something you hitch to the back of a car. park. somewhere trailer trash might gather to live, an american version of gypsies.
Chris Peck
i live in a trailer park, its fun but it cant move. you can hitch one on to the back of a truck. it can be a movie trailer. funniest one i have ever seen was zoolander, and also the ramake of a rat-race one. trailers are fun but give away the plot, just ike my house..
Lyp Hussan
There is a trailer park behind my house in VA. I never really knew the people in it, past the shouts and yells. “Holden! HOLDEN!” Loud, strange, always people coming and going. Seemed nice though. I think they had something against us, because we lived in a house but we were still under the same landlord and it was a shitty house, so there was no reason.
Chelsea
After recently getting out of a bad relationship with a man I’d been planning to spend my life with, I see one trailer after another as a sort of memento for different periods in the last four years: the romantic comedy, the horror film, the victim turned to survivor, the survivor turned to victim. It’s funny, really. All that I’ve been through in the passing weeks and the only thing that I can think of are the hairs on his arms, tickling my wrist he goes to take a sip of his soda. I can feel my cheeks burning red and I have never been so happy to sit beneath a flickering dim light. Does he realize that his elbow is touching mine? I have not felt this free in years. Wh
Kaylee Ritchie
Feels like a movie in the making. Taking in the vision of these creeping vines, up the lattice and into the ramshackle venetian blinds. Into that deserted aluminum 50’s airstream model we dive. Hoping that the lightening and rain outside can’t touch us. We huddle close to fight the cold and watch our breath mingle in the dark like twined twin vapors.
For instance, if someone were more trail than I, I could say they were “trailer” than I am. It was originally derived from the word “aile” (as in an ‘aile’ in the supermarket), which in turn was derived from the context, “‘aile’ go to the supermarket”. I love philology.
He walked slowly down the sidewalk. The fabric in his hand was old and tattered, weathered nearly to the breaking point. Without his truest friend he was just another kid from the block. The leash was originally red, but now it was faded to a pinkish-orange with it’s guts frayed out where it was pulled on most. Connected to it was this little dog who was never quite leash trained, and he pulled backwards and the Boy sauntered slowly on with no destination.
they are in parks. people can live in them. who would have thought that such a little thing, a little place, could mean so much to someone? People gow up there, they have a family there and other people don’t understand what such a little thing can do for a person. It’s hope and courage that gets these people by, knowing they have a home and that everything will be okay at the end of the day.
Breanna
i once saw this movie trailer that we got me interested in human trafficking. It made me really sad to see that there were people on this earth that treated other people as property. It’s not fair. We’re all human. How is any human less of a human because of something they cant help. I cant help that my skin in black or that i am a female.
SharDavia Bell
I am glad I don’t live in a trailer. I could have raised kids in one, but I chose to leave that small town and start a new life. Was it new or just a different road? Off to the beach I packed my son and we lived the California life. Only to return to the state that the trailer originated.
Kassandra Rose
There is a trailer park on Route 30 in New Lenox. I don’t know anyone who lives there. This word is a homonym. Trailer can also refer to something you pull behind your car, or the last person in a race. Or a movie clip!!!!!
Z
a trailer doesn’t tell you much.
it gives you a brief preview.
they can give away too much though. it’s awful when the best jokes of a movie are in the previews.
Hopefully, the beginning of life does not do the same, and give away all the good things about the big picture.
Jake Degler
She sat in the kitchen, and she waited, and smoked. Always waiting. When I asked her what she was waiting for, she told me I was too young to understand. All I knew was, if I lived in a home on wheels, I’d be moving, not waiting. When I was a kid, I thought I’d be moving.
In the kitchen area inside their trailer, Gladys and Skeeter stacked the hubcaps on the cinder block shelf in the kitchen. It had been a delectable dinner of hot dog buns and pork rinds from the bakery thrift store. “Thanks fer helpin’ me with the dishes, Skeeter,” she said.
“No problyem, Gladdy,” he replied, “Ah knows we’s gotta keep the nice hubcaps clean, in case we has company.”
I want to buy a car that tows a trailer. I have been looking a Jeep Cherokees. I think it’s because I have this fear of becoming homeless. If I can get a car that is big enough, I could live in it if the worst happens. There is something about being unemployed that
Jill
Tractors and trailers – trailers for films. Childhood memories of gathering hay in the company of other children, in the country. sweet smelling, getting dirty – playing and helping. Going back in the evening tired and sweaty – hungry, sitting on the trailer, being pulled by a tractor.
Jacky
Jacky
I had never lived in a trailer park before. And I probably never will. So this was the first time goof over to my new friends house. And he lived in a trailer. So what? I was definitely not going to let that get in the way of our friendship.
We laid in the hot sun in the dusty afternoon light, where the desert was as dry as our hearts and the sun was as high as our spirits. We lay there together. They paid us to know each other. They paid us to love each other. But they couldn’t pay us any amount to leave each other.
An in an instant she saw the trailer of her life flash upon her eyes, if she decided to marry this man who had knelt down on one knee and was now looking at her with wishful almost worrying eyes.
In a sudden instant she saw the trailer of her own life and what it would look like if she in fact decided to marry this man who had knelt down in one knee and was now looking at her with hopeful, almost worrying eyes.
I guess I romanticize airstream trailers. If I had an all-consuming love, we could live by a river in a trailer with nothing but some quilts, canned soup, and candles.
I think trailer park… hick town, small town. Small town USA. Redneck, Redneck yatch club. My grandpa and his floating pontune possie.. ah those were the days :)
The form used to highlight up coming movies,,,
Yellow grass grew from patches of filthy puddles all over a flat, barren ground. Broken toys littered the area around the trailer, and a foul stench seemed to emit from deep within its abandoned carcass. The front step was nearly rotted off, and all the windows stood out from the silver paneling like missing teeth in a sloppy smile.
a trailer is a place where people live. it is also something that producers use to promote their latest movies.
my mother-in-law often uses the term trailer trash
The trailer that she called home barely fit herself and her belongings. Having to bring in her girlfriend’s stuff as well was going to make it even more cramped. Maybe they could buy a house when they had money enough to … Who knows? But for now, this too-small trailer would have to do.
Trailer.
You were once in a place
Now you can travel
Whenever, wherever
A trailer is freedom,
You choose
Your destiny.
Hop on.
I live in a double wide trailer, it is one of those that are not quite as bad as a single wide trailer, but not quite as nice as a regular house. I can’t wait until I get to move out of this trailer, it really annoys the crap out of me.
movies and places that poor people live, though maybe it would be fun… not being tied down and able to take your house with you… it is actually quite a genius idea… think of it: a transportable house… i wonder who came up with it
It was parked far on a hill top as far as your eyes could see. Surrounding it was blue and purple pansies dancing in the wind. The pond in front of it reflected the world above it. Crazy how a beautiful sight like that could also be the one that makes your heart race the fastest.
trailer.!?!?..ahah tra…iler…tray-ler …………. ahhhh im soo frustrated dont know what to do with myself anymore!!i need to set my life straight!!!!!
i lived in a trailer all my life. It was the worst. There was at least four of us. It was a two bed trailer. And one bathroom. I would have loved living anywhere else. Anywhere.
My sister and I spend countless hours watching trailers on the internet. We see ones we like, ones we would go to see simply so we could boo through the whole thing. And ones that don’t even look like the person making them was conscious.
Trailer trash. Movie trailer. Can be scary. Or heartfelt. Either or. Trailer park. Real families. Real scary. Fun music. Good food. Love?
I went to a trailer park once. It was pretty cool except I felt a bit dirty. That and I memorized all the words to “I like big butts” song with my friend. It was weird.
Her hands ached as she finally slid the last bolt home, attaching her and Sasha’s trailer to the horses.
“I knew you could do it!” Sasha crows from her perch on top of the trailer, her legs kicking and heels drumming into the wooden panneling.
“You could have helped, y’know,” I grouse, dusting my hands together and feeling blisters srape against each other.
“You shuoldn’t have bet against me in poker night, hun.”
As the trailer bounced up and down I-10, Bill knocked an empty cup onto the floor and stumbling in his sleepy steps to try and reach Jane in the “Captains” chair.
“What time is it?”
“4:25.” She said, not taking her eyes of the road.
“Want me to take a turn?” He didn’t want to drive, but he thought he’d at least ask.
“I’m OK, but you can keep me company.” She said, finally looking at him with his boxers wadded at his crotch and his sleep shirt pushed up exposing his out-y. Bill plopped in the chair and stared at the road as the yellow lines hypnotized him to forget that they were going back to El Paso. He’d take the drive any day as long as he didn’t have to see his sister at the end of it, or worse, her cunt of a partner who always criticised him about his “lack of a career.” At least he wasn’t the one in fucking El Paso.
Sometimes there are trailers for movies, often times they make me want to see the movie, because they are funny and exciting, but when I actually watch the movie, it’s not very fun or exciting, I think that’s because the trailer made it seem that it was going to be by selecting random good parts of a bag movie.
Helen mopped the tears from her eyes. Steve looked at her and laughed. “You’re a soppy bitch,” he said giving her a squeeze.
“I know,” she smiled. “But isn’t that a beautiful trailer to the best love story ever written?”
trash. something that people live in in america. they might be of the slightly poorer background. it’s something you hitch to the back of a car. park. somewhere trailer trash might gather to live, an american version of gypsies.
i live in a trailer park, its fun but it cant move. you can hitch one on to the back of a truck. it can be a movie trailer. funniest one i have ever seen was zoolander, and also the ramake of a rat-race one. trailers are fun but give away the plot, just ike my house..
There is a trailer park behind my house in VA. I never really knew the people in it, past the shouts and yells. “Holden! HOLDEN!” Loud, strange, always people coming and going. Seemed nice though. I think they had something against us, because we lived in a house but we were still under the same landlord and it was a shitty house, so there was no reason.
After recently getting out of a bad relationship with a man I’d been planning to spend my life with, I see one trailer after another as a sort of memento for different periods in the last four years: the romantic comedy, the horror film, the victim turned to survivor, the survivor turned to victim. It’s funny, really. All that I’ve been through in the passing weeks and the only thing that I can think of are the hairs on his arms, tickling my wrist he goes to take a sip of his soda. I can feel my cheeks burning red and I have never been so happy to sit beneath a flickering dim light. Does he realize that his elbow is touching mine? I have not felt this free in years. Wh
Feels like a movie in the making. Taking in the vision of these creeping vines, up the lattice and into the ramshackle venetian blinds. Into that deserted aluminum 50’s airstream model we dive. Hoping that the lightening and rain outside can’t touch us. We huddle close to fight the cold and watch our breath mingle in the dark like twined twin vapors.
park
trash
a preview to a upcoming movie
trailer
the end
It’s often used as a comparing-word.
For instance, if someone were more trail than I, I could say they were “trailer” than I am. It was originally derived from the word “aile” (as in an ‘aile’ in the supermarket), which in turn was derived from the context, “‘aile’ go to the supermarket”. I love philology.
He walked slowly down the sidewalk. The fabric in his hand was old and tattered, weathered nearly to the breaking point. Without his truest friend he was just another kid from the block. The leash was originally red, but now it was faded to a pinkish-orange with it’s guts frayed out where it was pulled on most. Connected to it was this little dog who was never quite leash trained, and he pulled backwards and the Boy sauntered slowly on with no destination.
they are in parks. people can live in them. who would have thought that such a little thing, a little place, could mean so much to someone? People gow up there, they have a family there and other people don’t understand what such a little thing can do for a person. It’s hope and courage that gets these people by, knowing they have a home and that everything will be okay at the end of the day.
i once saw this movie trailer that we got me interested in human trafficking. It made me really sad to see that there were people on this earth that treated other people as property. It’s not fair. We’re all human. How is any human less of a human because of something they cant help. I cant help that my skin in black or that i am a female.
I am glad I don’t live in a trailer. I could have raised kids in one, but I chose to leave that small town and start a new life. Was it new or just a different road? Off to the beach I packed my son and we lived the California life. Only to return to the state that the trailer originated.
There is a trailer park on Route 30 in New Lenox. I don’t know anyone who lives there. This word is a homonym. Trailer can also refer to something you pull behind your car, or the last person in a race. Or a movie clip!!!!!
a trailer doesn’t tell you much.
it gives you a brief preview.
they can give away too much though. it’s awful when the best jokes of a movie are in the previews.
Hopefully, the beginning of life does not do the same, and give away all the good things about the big picture.
She sat in the kitchen, and she waited, and smoked. Always waiting. When I asked her what she was waiting for, she told me I was too young to understand. All I knew was, if I lived in a home on wheels, I’d be moving, not waiting. When I was a kid, I thought I’d be moving.
In the kitchen area inside their trailer, Gladys and Skeeter stacked the hubcaps on the cinder block shelf in the kitchen. It had been a delectable dinner of hot dog buns and pork rinds from the bakery thrift store. “Thanks fer helpin’ me with the dishes, Skeeter,” she said.
“No problyem, Gladdy,” he replied, “Ah knows we’s gotta keep the nice hubcaps clean, in case we has company.”
I want to buy a car that tows a trailer. I have been looking a Jeep Cherokees. I think it’s because I have this fear of becoming homeless. If I can get a car that is big enough, I could live in it if the worst happens. There is something about being unemployed that
Tractors and trailers – trailers for films. Childhood memories of gathering hay in the company of other children, in the country. sweet smelling, getting dirty – playing and helping. Going back in the evening tired and sweaty – hungry, sitting on the trailer, being pulled by a tractor.
Jacky
I had never lived in a trailer park before. And I probably never will. So this was the first time goof over to my new friends house. And he lived in a trailer. So what? I was definitely not going to let that get in the way of our friendship.