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A relationship should be elastic, like a rubber band. It should be able to stretch and yet come together in harmony. If you pull too much though, it will break. There is no perfect rubber band in life. Being flexible and understanding is a must, but don’t push too hard. Or the person in the relationship might just snap and break.
By Valentine on 08.10.2011
stretchy. bendable. delicate but strong. more possibilities. around my scrub pants. but not all the way around.
By olivia on 08.10.2011
there once was a young boy with an elastic band. with out any frineds he would continually pull and pull the elastic band until he could make a huge slingshot that would end his misery but throwing him off the planet and into mars where he could make friends with the martian aliens. when he arrived in mars he fell inlove with a martian girl and they lived hapullly ever after. the end.
By jonnie hontanosas on 08.10.2011
i once knew a woman quite elastic
she could mould herself like plastic
when playing about
her limbs would stretch out
resulting in a display of treasures fantastic.
By Javier Shopek URL on 08.10.2011
thong, its stretchy, rubberband, its usually in clothing, if ity was at the end it would mean about hair strength..ahah wow I am a tard
By Carina URL on 08.10.2011
stretchy bands of plastic that I put my hair up with. Sometimes my hair gets caught, then it hurts. I don’t like elastic bands……
By Meghan on 08.10.2011
Elasticity immediately makes me think of Physics, and stretchy rubber bands, and then… Whoah. Like, bubble tape, or something like that? What a great word, man. You can think of how elastic everything really is, and the fact that for every force, there’s some equal and opposite force… But when there’s elastic force, shit starts flying.
What a great superpower Elastigirl had. Now that I think about it, what a boss like talent to really have.
By Ricky on 08.10.2011
I once knew a band that was elastic
theirs whole life they did seem quite plastic
When i told them they would be a fast kick
I became elastic with gymnastics.
elastic bands are fun. you can fling them at people and play with them I have 2 in my mouth right now for braces. they feel funny. i like elastic its pretty cool. i wish the world were made of elastic.
By Adrian Leary on 08.10.2011
Elastic is stretchy like my mind at night. It stretches to encompass any idea that may pas it by, horses running, guys looking stunning, whatever it may be it is a possibility for my dreams of the night.
By Bryn MacQueen on 08.10.2011
Snap back! Snap back. Step away from the edge, step away from your misery that you wallow in so fondly. Snap back from reality and join the collective delusion.
By Tatti Dorjan URL on 08.10.2011
I watched as the elastic fell from my hand. I didn’t know it would do that, I was just trying to make a skirt. When I picked it up I finally looked at it and saw it was rubber. Crazy, huh? I don’t know how I was going to make a skirt with rubber. Rubber. What a weird word. I think elastic will be a thing I buy at the store next time, huh? Sometimes I worry elastic might get me in my dreams. Is that normal? I think it’s perfectly normal but my friend Charlotte says it’s really weird of me.
By Emma URL on 08.10.2011
elastic pants. they are used on babies and such.
By shetookhispicture on 08.10.2011
the band cut into the sides of my head as I struggled to keep my hair tidy and away from my face. It wasn’t that i didnt want to be tidy. It was just that I cared more about not getting beaten around by the nun for being a disgrace to my class.
By Mairead on 08.10.2011
Elastic is what dreams are made from. They bend every which way and have no limitations.
By Meg URL on 08.10.2011
my mind can be elastic at times- other times it snaps back like a rubber band and breaks. hopefully this is a rare occurrence, but i seem to be blissfully unaware until it’s too late. i try to stretch myself out like elastic sometimes, to take everything in with some give. i don’t know if i succeed. i have these thoughts and feelings that keep stretching lengthening my world and stretching. i feel like it might give this time. self awareness is good?
By Kooyla URL on 08.10.2011
By Evan Parkison on 08.10.2011
I am strong, but pliable. I can bend when I wish. I can take many forms, because there is none that I cannot be. I flow with my whims and folly.
By AudioPicasso URL on 08.10.2011
Your sister hates wearing her hair up, but she does it because she know he likes it. You’re rather smug, watching her trying to impress him by looking prettier.
(Your boy likes quantum physics, though, and it’s a bit more difficult trying to impress him.)
By Theresa URL on 08.10.2011
elastic is a streatchy ban that goes in panties or pants that we all where in our daily lives.
By soraya on 08.10.2011
one day the elastic rubber band came and ate a toad, then he ran away and married mikjagger.
was a cool kindle that elastic butterfly was.
he then died
no happily ever after for him.
meddle! where is my makeup bag
By madison on 08.10.2011
we stretch ourselves, to fulfill others needs. we do nothing for ourselves. all we do i need to please, to wait for the approval of the ones higher and mightier.
By caroline Beuligmann on 08.10.2011
Elastic can be a word that describes all sorts of things. Skin. Supply and demand. Or relationships. An elastic relationship is one like I just had with my ex. Let me tell you… It sucked hardcore. One minute, it’s good, the next it’s being stretched to the limit. One minute he’s completely in love with you, the next you’re crying in a dark corner because he’s completely in love with another girl. But life is elastic too, isn’t it? It’s not always fair. It’s constantly being stretched to the limit. That’s what makes it fun.
By Savannah URL on 08.10.2011
Super elastic bubble plastic!
And Stretch Armstrong!
… I need to get some “later in life” memories.
Isn’t that what senile people do? Remember everything from their childhood, because those memories have been in the “brain system” longer? But they couldn’t tell you about newer events, like what happened yesterday?
– I can tell you what happened yesterday. I had a crappy day!!! I can also tell you lots of other more recent things, but they’re not the first things that come into my mind with these exercises. More ingrained stuff pops immediately to mind. – Like “Super Elastic Bubble Plastic!”
I can still remember how that stuff looked (dull mixed colors, and the (relatively) clear bubble that would come out the side, never in the center of the glob on that red straw, no matter how much I tried to position and re-position it and aim my blowing), felt (Cold. Why did it feel cold? It did though.), smelled (Hard to describe, but I remember it.) – and every other detail from puncturing the tube, to making the small ball of goop and pressing the edges onto the straw to make a seal so the blob wouldn’t shoot off like a piece of gum when you started to blow. To rolling the tube to squeeze the last bits of the plastic-y stuff out, to when the tube would tear (as part of that effort,) and the goop when it hardened (in bubble form or not,) when it wrinkled as it’d deflate and feel like a dried up skin, to the blobs that would harden, but not all the way, and the sound and look and feel and the tension of those blobs as you tried to stretch them and they’d snap in half, and what a clean snap it’d be… flat, and short. Both sides.
I could go on but the details are overwhelming. This is from *eons* ago! But my brain forgets very little.
By Noisy Quiet URL on 08.10.2011
rubber bands. they snap, they pull. there what make it ok to wear certain clothes that wouldn’t fit otherwise… stretchy. they snap on your skin and zing! theres pain.
By hailey rae on 08.10.2011
I do really think I have good nerves. Pretty elastic surely. So elastic I can throw everything back thats thrown at me.
By geistermaske URL on 08.10.2011
the elastic on my skin has gone bad with age and my skin does not bounce back like before —without that elastic quality the wrinkles keep on multiplying like mad
By she53lly URL on 08.10.2011
Elastic is what keeps skin looking young and tight. As one ages, their skin loses its elasticity and thus the skin hangs on the face and wrinkles appear.
By Marie Hollibaugh on 08.10.2011
you feel what
i doubt you could stretch at all
oh ecstatic i see
well i suppose you are allowed to feel happy occasionally
By Corinne URL on 08.10.2011
For Christmas one year my little sister and I got long elastic bands for playing jumping games with in our Santa sacks. Some time after midnight, we woke up in bunk beds and started playing with them, stretched around two chairs. Mum was not impressed.
By Alice URL on 08.10.2011
I’m having a lot of trouble adjusting to life right now. I’m being pulled this way and that, and I feel that I just need to learn to be more elastic before I snap.
By stephanie URL on 08.10.2011
it will be on fire,
it will start a choir
not nun swatches,
that turn into our races.
it won’t be as
and surely we
will hit a dissonant chord,
it’s quite for sure for us.
It’s a must endure for us.
the years will last an hour,
at the most it’ll be a little sour,
but we’ll deal with it as it comes along,
while we’re writing our song,
for the days ahead of us,
stuck in this frozen tundra.
an aurora will come along,
looking like notes
swelling in a symphony
like we will be
forever in the sky, you see
some day we will know
what is ultimately told
from our story that hasn’t yet
to unfold for us.
It’s quite sure for us.
It’s a must endure for us.
But we’ll write a song.
By Scythe42 URL on 08.10.2011
I dont kbnow what this words mean., since I’m from Sweden. oh wait, I remember. it has something to do with…other things. Nop.e Awit. A pencil isn’t elastic, but some swweets are. And my head can be. If it is smahsed into a lamp. Yep. Hm…. elastic.
By Laura URL on 08.10.2011
flexible and easily used in almost any grament. how one should deal with life, as if you were elastic. but then you bend to far and never break so there never is a line and people could just walk all over you. elastic can be bad and snap and really hurt you in the end but a little elasticity never hurt
By victoria on 08.10.2011
enthusiastic entree to the elastic bands erroneous banter to the thistle dreams bay dreams on the gulls with vain teams to clean.
By Nat on 08.10.2011
elastic is an extremely ironic word to appear right now. I just bombed my first econ midterm at UC Berkeley. I felt the need for me to get an A to be perfectly Inelastic. Meaning that I would’ve paid any price to ace it. Instead, I was stuck with elasticity.
By andrew dickey on 08.10.2011
whip! shazam! the would-be thief tumbled to the floor, his face sporting a throbbing red welt from ElasticGirl’s left handed hook.
By Jamy Drapeza on 08.10.2011
Stretched to it’s beyond and then POP! It breaks.
That’s what it’s like for me. I bottle my emotions in and I don’t let it out until finally, that one minuscule thing just breaks me apart piece by piece.
By Michelle URL on 08.10.2011
Elastic. Rubber bands are elastic and hair ties. Elastic is stretchy like a balloon except then it snaps back into place again. People can be elastic. Resilient.
By Brigid on 08.10.2011
There was a sadness in the entire room, it stretched from one side of the room to the other, he could even feel it pulling at his fingertips and eyelashes.
By Elena on 08.10.2011
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.