“Breaking Bad”, is what I remember as for Breaking. I watched the whole series. I never thought that I may oneday finish watching all the episodes. But, I did. And, it was a good one as well
i was going in this daily challenge with the idea that any word would be an excuse to talk about how fucked up i feel. it’s just The Irony that the word turns out to be breaking. Breaking like I am. Like I should. Like everything feels, and the belly pain, and my muscles shaking. Like I should.
As I walked by the department store window, I hear the sound of breaking glass. I peered inside and saw a woman lying on the floor. I ran to the entrance for help. The door was locked and no one was answering, so I decided to run for help.
pnhale
I felt as though I was breaking all the rules. It didn’t feel right. But I continued anyway knowing the possible consequences. Everything turned out okay in the end. I would never think about embarking on that ordeal again.
kimmi
heart breaking love hate sad glass bridge people
Ashlyn Hood
-Oh, come on, you an’t do that!
-Oh yes, I can.
-Raven, no!
-One more joke, and I swear on the Azarath…
-Okay, okay, I promise!
-Good.
-So… – he snickered. – That was pretty hot.
And it was just too much. She broke that burnt frying pan right next to his head.
I like breaking. No, I don’t mean I like breaking objects, I mean I like breaking. Like break dancing. Dancing is a lot of fun, but it has its problems, just like anything else.
Grammar_girl
she was past the breaking point with these two, it was time to send them away. the bridge is breaking,yelled mr. chicken. the wood of the bridge was splintering and breaking beyond even the telapathetic powers of jane gray to hold up.
levi
My friend Micah broke his first bone mountain biking down a hill. He was alone and in the woods when it happened, so it was probably scary>
James Fitzwilliam
I feel like i am breaking apart. My mind is fracturing into several pieces and i spend most nights now crying. I don’t now why i feel so lost, so scared, so beaten. But I am breaking, slowly and unequivocally.
i was breaking the internet. It was actually happening. My marriage to Kanye was finally paying off.. I mean, don’t get me wrong. Its not all bad but it has his moments. I have to wake up everyday and take a picture of him sleeping so that he can post to his blog but many people live in much worse situations.
julien
I wanted to start a nutcracker collection but my nutcrackers kept breaking.
KC
It broke, its starting to crack, its falling apart. BREAKING NEWS my pencil led is falling out.
mackenzie
My dad fell down the stairs on thursday, breaking his dominant arm. He almost had to get it cut off
Neko-Chan!!
You win… Just… Just don’t hit my I.C. Chip. You can break me, just… …Just don’t break my dad’s heart.
The rumors were as swift as the Prime time breaking news and it spread like wildfire in just a matter of days but he didn’t bother to put an effort to justify himself because; 1.) doing so will just make him appear more guilty than he already was, and 2.) because it is partly true. All of this started and escalated into a bad showbiz gossip when someone they both knew saw them together kissing. Their respective “better halves” haven’t heard the rumors yet, but he’s already braced himself for whatever worse comes next.
The window wasn’t bothering anyone. It was the last remaining piece of glass in the house, which itself had sat empty for five years. In front of the house, the large chunk of stone had been sitting in its own place, untouched, for more than fifty years. That night, they met for the first time, and it was explosive.
My faith is breaking. I don’t know what to do with the two choices in front of me. I know the right choice, but then again I know the wrong choice, and that’s the choice I want to do. It’s really a choice between good and evil. I’m young yet, I don’t know what I could be getting myself into. I’ll let fate take the reigns on this one.
Mary
My brother is breaking TVs , toy , vases , and my DS.
DENNY KILL A FROG
My faith is breaking. I don’t know what to do with the two choices in front of me. I know the right choice, but then again I know the wrong choice, and that’s the choice I want to do.
Mary
^ haha i wont keep breaking your heart.
Devon
”Don’t go breaking my, don’t go breaking my, don’t go breaking my heart, don’t keep breaking my, don’t keep breaking my, I won’t go breaking your heart.”
Faith
Cracking. Breaking is an action verb, not a helping or linking verb. I break stuff sometimes on accident. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write.
Amber
The explosion was worse than they thought. Debris, ash and rubble permeated the streets as the building broke before the horrified
Bradley
the sound of breaking glass stopped her. She tried to find out where the sound came from but in the dark, she could only feel the stone walls around her and the sound of dripping water. Suddenly a light came on and she woke up.
breaking is like breaking news the roof is breaking.
damascus
Cracking. Breakage. Soon-to-be destroyed. Destruction. I’m not very good at writing about words
Bradley
Cracking. I can’t think of anything. I can’t think of anything about breaking. Breaking is a verb, not a noun, or an adjective. I don’t know what else to w
Amber
It wasn’t going to be easy, but that was precisely why Kevin wanted him. The others had crumbled too quickly, falling under his spell with hollow promises and practiced kisses. This man, however, had rebuffed Kevin at every turn. But after months of persistence, the fire that once burned like a warning in his eyes, now looked upon Kevin like the simmer of a slow burn.
There are walls
Walls built around every surface of your heart
They are tall, strong, and fortified by steel bars
But I am not afraid of your walls
I am not afraid of the challenge of chipping away slowly
breaking down your barriers, layer by layer
until finally you allow me to live inside your heart.
Tiny shatters of glass decorated the floor. It was only a minute before the guests would arrive, and so chaos ensued in the White household. “Give me the broom,” Martha cried out to her brother.
Highly amused by all the happenings, her brother readily gave her the broom. It felt refreshing to see her toil after a long while. He was quite sure though that her opening line to her parents would be “but I actually did not do it”. That sneaky little girl.
kyungsoo
Breaking the cookies into four pieces, she gave it to the young children who were standing about her. They thanked her and ran off into the orphanage where they came from. They said, “see you tomorrow. Have a nice day.”
limakidhouse
It was almost a audible crack you could hear. You could see it in his eyes, written on his face, the raw agony. Worse then any broken bone, worse then and sickness and illness. You could see the very moment when it happened and anyone who saw his face at that moment wouldn’t be able to help but feel pity.
After all, the worse of all injuries is a broken heart.
“Breaking News” was just the same old thing. Day after day catastrophes happening and not even worrying about it because it was expected to happen. People wanting it to change but don’t want to get off the couch and try it themselves. Everybody wants to change the world but no one wants to die. Maybe one day there will be “Breaking News” that’s happy and people won’t know how to react when it does.
“Breaking Bad”, is what I remember as for Breaking. I watched the whole series. I never thought that I may oneday finish watching all the episodes. But, I did. And, it was a good one as well
i was going in this daily challenge with the idea that any word would be an excuse to talk about how fucked up i feel. it’s just The Irony that the word turns out to be breaking. Breaking like I am. Like I should. Like everything feels, and the belly pain, and my muscles shaking. Like I should.
As I walked by the department store window, I hear the sound of breaking glass. I peered inside and saw a woman lying on the floor. I ran to the entrance for help. The door was locked and no one was answering, so I decided to run for help.
I felt as though I was breaking all the rules. It didn’t feel right. But I continued anyway knowing the possible consequences. Everything turned out okay in the end. I would never think about embarking on that ordeal again.
heart breaking love hate sad glass bridge people
-Oh, come on, you an’t do that!
-Oh yes, I can.
-Raven, no!
-One more joke, and I swear on the Azarath…
-Okay, okay, I promise!
-Good.
-So… – he snickered. – That was pretty hot.
And it was just too much. She broke that burnt frying pan right next to his head.
I like breaking. No, I don’t mean I like breaking objects, I mean I like breaking. Like break dancing. Dancing is a lot of fun, but it has its problems, just like anything else.
she was past the breaking point with these two, it was time to send them away. the bridge is breaking,yelled mr. chicken. the wood of the bridge was splintering and breaking beyond even the telapathetic powers of jane gray to hold up.
My friend Micah broke his first bone mountain biking down a hill. He was alone and in the woods when it happened, so it was probably scary>
I feel like i am breaking apart. My mind is fracturing into several pieces and i spend most nights now crying. I don’t now why i feel so lost, so scared, so beaten. But I am breaking, slowly and unequivocally.
i was breaking the internet. It was actually happening. My marriage to Kanye was finally paying off.. I mean, don’t get me wrong. Its not all bad but it has his moments. I have to wake up everyday and take a picture of him sleeping so that he can post to his blog but many people live in much worse situations.
I wanted to start a nutcracker collection but my nutcrackers kept breaking.
It broke, its starting to crack, its falling apart. BREAKING NEWS my pencil led is falling out.
My dad fell down the stairs on thursday, breaking his dominant arm. He almost had to get it cut off
You win… Just… Just don’t hit my I.C. Chip. You can break me, just… …Just don’t break my dad’s heart.
The rumors were as swift as the Prime time breaking news and it spread like wildfire in just a matter of days but he didn’t bother to put an effort to justify himself because; 1.) doing so will just make him appear more guilty than he already was, and 2.) because it is partly true. All of this started and escalated into a bad showbiz gossip when someone they both knew saw them together kissing. Their respective “better halves” haven’t heard the rumors yet, but he’s already braced himself for whatever worse comes next.
The window wasn’t bothering anyone. It was the last remaining piece of glass in the house, which itself had sat empty for five years. In front of the house, the large chunk of stone had been sitting in its own place, untouched, for more than fifty years. That night, they met for the first time, and it was explosive.
It was only a heart. It was never just a heart. It was mine. It was never mine.
My faith is breaking. I don’t know what to do with the two choices in front of me. I know the right choice, but then again I know the wrong choice, and that’s the choice I want to do. It’s really a choice between good and evil. I’m young yet, I don’t know what I could be getting myself into. I’ll let fate take the reigns on this one.
My brother is breaking TVs , toy , vases , and my DS.
My faith is breaking. I don’t know what to do with the two choices in front of me. I know the right choice, but then again I know the wrong choice, and that’s the choice I want to do.
^ haha i wont keep breaking your heart.
”Don’t go breaking my, don’t go breaking my, don’t go breaking my heart, don’t keep breaking my, don’t keep breaking my, I won’t go breaking your heart.”
Cracking. Breaking is an action verb, not a helping or linking verb. I break stuff sometimes on accident. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write.
The explosion was worse than they thought. Debris, ash and rubble permeated the streets as the building broke before the horrified
the sound of breaking glass stopped her. She tried to find out where the sound came from but in the dark, she could only feel the stone walls around her and the sound of dripping water. Suddenly a light came on and she woke up.
breaking is like breaking news the roof is breaking.
Cracking. Breakage. Soon-to-be destroyed. Destruction. I’m not very good at writing about words
Cracking. I can’t think of anything. I can’t think of anything about breaking. Breaking is a verb, not a noun, or an adjective. I don’t know what else to w
It wasn’t going to be easy, but that was precisely why Kevin wanted him. The others had crumbled too quickly, falling under his spell with hollow promises and practiced kisses. This man, however, had rebuffed Kevin at every turn. But after months of persistence, the fire that once burned like a warning in his eyes, now looked upon Kevin like the simmer of a slow burn.
There are walls
Walls built around every surface of your heart
They are tall, strong, and fortified by steel bars
But I am not afraid of your walls
I am not afraid of the challenge of chipping away slowly
breaking down your barriers, layer by layer
until finally you allow me to live inside your heart.
Tiny shatters of glass decorated the floor. It was only a minute before the guests would arrive, and so chaos ensued in the White household. “Give me the broom,” Martha cried out to her brother.
Highly amused by all the happenings, her brother readily gave her the broom. It felt refreshing to see her toil after a long while. He was quite sure though that her opening line to her parents would be “but I actually did not do it”. That sneaky little girl.
Breaking the cookies into four pieces, she gave it to the young children who were standing about her. They thanked her and ran off into the orphanage where they came from. They said, “see you tomorrow. Have a nice day.”
It was almost a audible crack you could hear. You could see it in his eyes, written on his face, the raw agony. Worse then any broken bone, worse then and sickness and illness. You could see the very moment when it happened and anyone who saw his face at that moment wouldn’t be able to help but feel pity.
After all, the worse of all injuries is a broken heart.
“Breaking News” was just the same old thing. Day after day catastrophes happening and not even worrying about it because it was expected to happen. People wanting it to change but don’t want to get off the couch and try it themselves. Everybody wants to change the world but no one wants to die. Maybe one day there will be “Breaking News” that’s happy and people won’t know how to react when it does.