i have one it beats with blood and makes me alive. I hope it does not fail. i heart you. i heart hearts. i am not a heart surgeon
heart
i can’t see you.
Raj
you are so clear with your emotions. you allowed me to be myself and yet I was opaque always hiding myself from you. I was scared by how open you were with yourself. Your heart was there for the taking and mine was always in a safe somewhere else.
cread
transparent is my world of thought through the actions of my mind and body, what am I thinking? my thoughts are transparent, viewed by my actions.
pjpam
I think sometimes people’s motives are transparent, and they don’t even know it. Or maybe they do know it and they want you to know. I don’t understand why, if you’re going to play those games, you wouldn’t just come out and say it. If everyone knew what everyone else was thinking then there could be no confusion, no mixed signals
Danni
She never really looked at me. Day after day, walking past her with hardly a glance, let alone a second. Transparency’s my name, and love has never been my game.
j. willy williams
something that is transparent has not sheild it is in turn unprotected and usually candid. volnerability is a consequence of transparancy but so is visibility and relateability
yas
Ser transapren per poder deixar fluir…
MARC
there was the wall that no one could see
it was transparent
villagers would walk up to it and stare, wishing they could see the invisible wall and stop walking right into it. its not fun hitting your head on a wall, you see. not fun at all.
Luci
see through, ghost my life in some eyes of the world,
ann
Her motives were trasparent. She didn’t think so. But she really doesn’t disguise anything very well. I always when she is lying. I always know when she has alterior motives. I dont know why she thinks she is the world’s greatest actress who never worked.
rr29
there was the wall that no one could see
it was transparent
villagers would walk up to it and stare, wishing they could see the invisible wall and stop walking right into it. its not fun hitting your head on a wall, you see. not fun at all.
Luci
i sometimes wish i was transparent…cause then no one could see me but i would still be there…therefore i could stay up late and talk to my friends but my parents wouldnt no i was up…well i think i could think of better uses…hmm maybe i would rather be able to move thing with my mind…o well
Anonymous
Her eyes were transparent abd blank. The emotion was gone, he could see nothing in the way she moved or in her forced smile that she flashed at him with her emty eyes. She was stiff, controlled, and it was unfair; unfair that he did this to her.
Ciara
As I look around there is nowhere for light to come through, I struggle searching for sort of orifice where I can see the light of day. Nothing, nothing I approach or knock on seems to lead anywhere but inside another room. If there were windows I wouldn’t mind this.
Fel
through her i saw like they weren’t even my own eyes. her skin dripping of glassy perfume nothing saw through her but the wall and me on the other side of the forest and her in the clouds all of a sudden she’s falling down. down. the color of rain. transparent.
lucy
Where are you, my dear? Where have you gone? Will I see you again? Will I hear your voice? Will I laugh again? No, not without you, my dear.
Ginny
She could see right through me. She could always see right through me. When we first got married it was a feature, because I needed someone to call me on the bullshit that I tended to pull back then, but as the years wore on the honest appraisals of me as her husband became just another reason for the divorce.
Ryan
The glass wiggled gently beneath him, an unsteady layer of possibility under his feet. Seeing through the floor gave him the greatest feeling of vertigo, like falling when it was simply not possible to do so.
Eric N.
transparency does not exist.
it is that opaque, black magic woman standing by the door
nude.
waiting for me.
Anonymous
Transparent – n. – Title given in place of “Mom” or “Dad” when your parent is a transgendered person, and you’re not fure which they really are. Introduction: “This is Jan, my Trans-Parent…”
:-)
motanger
You saw right through me
Or at least you think you did.
blatantly using MY feelings for YOU
as ammunition against me.
who does that?
how insensitive must you be TO do that?
You may say I’m transparent, but I say you’re a jerk and I’d rather be transparent than
cold hearted.
Anonymous
transparency is a conceptual theory: one that retards believe in. nothing is transparent; in fact, everything is opaque. black. negro. opaque.
kevin s. eisen
feeling invisible. depressed. cold outside.i can feel the wind blowing through my lungs. through my stomach. i cant touch anything. im numb. i long for you. for your hands on my face. but im transparent.
erin
i was transparent but now am opaque. most.y. some days, tho, transparency is issusory, and i am able to feight just alittle bit. See right thru me, as it were.
Anonymous
I wish they weren’t so fucking transparent when it came to situations like this. I wish that they weren’t just oozing with distaste. I think I should probably learn to be transparent like them, I wonder how awkward I’d make them feel.
Kei
I can see through you.
You’re like glass.
Water, liquid, glass.
Breakable but dangerously beautiful.
S
really guys transparaent???????
Anonymous
you are transparent, just like the window i look out each morning.
Anonymous
Transparency is the way that you pretend to think that things are good the way they are but in reality you think that everything is so tremendously broken that you have no idea what to do.
And that scares you.
Sraen
Transparent glass. Hot breath. Fingerprints. Love.
Anonymous
Transparent – that’s what I am. Everyone can see right through me. I’m a terrible lier. What you see is what you get. I wish I could hide my feelings but that’s not possible.
sally
transparency. that’s something that a lot of people have, but nobody will admit to having. nobody wants to be transparent. everyone hides themself instead. I wish everyone would be transparent; the world would make more sense then. everyone would be happier then.
Lisa Ann
Her transparent clothing was definantly not appropriate for this get to gethere. especially with young kids here. maybe for a nightout on the town or a romantic night but not tonight. it looked whorish.
dildo
No one can see me. I am transparent. The time I have wasted, the time that is gone I can’t get back nor can I make them see me.
Andrezza
fade from existance once in a while
watch
maybe you’ll see something with a little more
substance
Luce
in an transparent universe, everything is blank. no I or you, no we or feel. just a glimpse of the world as it shoud be
diddo
heart wide open
they look on past you
to the other side; moving on
till the morning comes to walk
catching sunlight
and you’ve snagged another one
ok-end
See through. Just like my thoughts towards almost everyone I’ve meet except Julia.
Alex Millington
I like transparent things becuz they taste so gud LOL!
i have one it beats with blood and makes me alive. I hope it does not fail. i heart you. i heart hearts. i am not a heart surgeon
i can’t see you.
you are so clear with your emotions. you allowed me to be myself and yet I was opaque always hiding myself from you. I was scared by how open you were with yourself. Your heart was there for the taking and mine was always in a safe somewhere else.
transparent is my world of thought through the actions of my mind and body, what am I thinking? my thoughts are transparent, viewed by my actions.
I think sometimes people’s motives are transparent, and they don’t even know it. Or maybe they do know it and they want you to know. I don’t understand why, if you’re going to play those games, you wouldn’t just come out and say it. If everyone knew what everyone else was thinking then there could be no confusion, no mixed signals
She never really looked at me. Day after day, walking past her with hardly a glance, let alone a second. Transparency’s my name, and love has never been my game.
something that is transparent has not sheild it is in turn unprotected and usually candid. volnerability is a consequence of transparancy but so is visibility and relateability
Ser transapren per poder deixar fluir…
there was the wall that no one could see
it was transparent
villagers would walk up to it and stare, wishing they could see the invisible wall and stop walking right into it. its not fun hitting your head on a wall, you see. not fun at all.
see through, ghost my life in some eyes of the world,
Her motives were trasparent. She didn’t think so. But she really doesn’t disguise anything very well. I always when she is lying. I always know when she has alterior motives. I dont know why she thinks she is the world’s greatest actress who never worked.
there was the wall that no one could see
it was transparent
villagers would walk up to it and stare, wishing they could see the invisible wall and stop walking right into it. its not fun hitting your head on a wall, you see. not fun at all.
i sometimes wish i was transparent…cause then no one could see me but i would still be there…therefore i could stay up late and talk to my friends but my parents wouldnt no i was up…well i think i could think of better uses…hmm maybe i would rather be able to move thing with my mind…o well
Her eyes were transparent abd blank. The emotion was gone, he could see nothing in the way she moved or in her forced smile that she flashed at him with her emty eyes. She was stiff, controlled, and it was unfair; unfair that he did this to her.
As I look around there is nowhere for light to come through, I struggle searching for sort of orifice where I can see the light of day. Nothing, nothing I approach or knock on seems to lead anywhere but inside another room. If there were windows I wouldn’t mind this.
through her i saw like they weren’t even my own eyes. her skin dripping of glassy perfume nothing saw through her but the wall and me on the other side of the forest and her in the clouds all of a sudden she’s falling down. down. the color of rain. transparent.
Where are you, my dear? Where have you gone? Will I see you again? Will I hear your voice? Will I laugh again? No, not without you, my dear.
She could see right through me. She could always see right through me. When we first got married it was a feature, because I needed someone to call me on the bullshit that I tended to pull back then, but as the years wore on the honest appraisals of me as her husband became just another reason for the divorce.
The glass wiggled gently beneath him, an unsteady layer of possibility under his feet. Seeing through the floor gave him the greatest feeling of vertigo, like falling when it was simply not possible to do so.
transparency does not exist.
it is that opaque, black magic woman standing by the door
nude.
waiting for me.
Transparent – n. – Title given in place of “Mom” or “Dad” when your parent is a transgendered person, and you’re not fure which they really are. Introduction: “This is Jan, my Trans-Parent…”
:-)
You saw right through me
Or at least you think you did.
blatantly using MY feelings for YOU
as ammunition against me.
who does that?
how insensitive must you be TO do that?
You may say I’m transparent, but I say you’re a jerk and I’d rather be transparent than
cold hearted.
transparency is a conceptual theory: one that retards believe in. nothing is transparent; in fact, everything is opaque. black. negro. opaque.
feeling invisible. depressed. cold outside.i can feel the wind blowing through my lungs. through my stomach. i cant touch anything. im numb. i long for you. for your hands on my face. but im transparent.
i was transparent but now am opaque. most.y. some days, tho, transparency is issusory, and i am able to feight just alittle bit. See right thru me, as it were.
I wish they weren’t so fucking transparent when it came to situations like this. I wish that they weren’t just oozing with distaste. I think I should probably learn to be transparent like them, I wonder how awkward I’d make them feel.
I can see through you.
You’re like glass.
Water, liquid, glass.
Breakable but dangerously beautiful.
really guys transparaent???????
you are transparent, just like the window i look out each morning.
Transparency is the way that you pretend to think that things are good the way they are but in reality you think that everything is so tremendously broken that you have no idea what to do.
And that scares you.
Transparent glass. Hot breath. Fingerprints. Love.
Transparent – that’s what I am. Everyone can see right through me. I’m a terrible lier. What you see is what you get. I wish I could hide my feelings but that’s not possible.
transparency. that’s something that a lot of people have, but nobody will admit to having. nobody wants to be transparent. everyone hides themself instead. I wish everyone would be transparent; the world would make more sense then. everyone would be happier then.
Her transparent clothing was definantly not appropriate for this get to gethere. especially with young kids here. maybe for a nightout on the town or a romantic night but not tonight. it looked whorish.
No one can see me. I am transparent. The time I have wasted, the time that is gone I can’t get back nor can I make them see me.
fade from existance once in a while
watch
maybe you’ll see something with a little more
substance
in an transparent universe, everything is blank. no I or you, no we or feel. just a glimpse of the world as it shoud be
heart wide open
they look on past you
to the other side; moving on
till the morning comes to walk
catching sunlight
and you’ve snagged another one
See through. Just like my thoughts towards almost everyone I’ve meet except Julia.
I like transparent things becuz they taste so gud LOL!