Bleach is the whitest thing i’ve seen,
music is the closest I can describe bleach,
whiteness, pouring over your eyes,
your ears,
sweet chocolate
like you’ve never heard before.
Sie liegen in der Sonne. Die Betttücher der Großfamilie. Weiß. Und sie sollen noch weißer werden. Das ganze Dorf wäscht hier am “Mückenschwänzel” seine Wäsche. Ein Tümpelchen weit ab von allen Häusern.
I like bleach. I like to drink it. I like the burning as it runs down my throat. I’d like to think that it can kill me. I’d like to think that I can die. I can, you know. And so can you. Boom, boom, boom. Are we dead? I don’t know. It’s been like this forever, hasn’t it?
white. white sands, a beach. with pretty girls with bleached hair, almost white. the smell of bleach. clean, sterile. blank. nothingness. emptyness, without feeling.
Leaving a gaping, empty, searing cavity eating away at my chest. I wanted to crack open the fresh, glistening white bottle of bleach and feverishly dump its contents into my brain.
Bleach blond hair. I wanted them, then I didn’t feel right. You use bleach for clothes, which is weird. And then they clean there houses with bleach … and I didn’t really know what to write.
Bleach is the color I dyed my hair once, but it turned out horrible and I looked like a fat barbie. I’m sure that’;s what people said about it too, behind my back. I can see that happening. I like my hair bleached, but it never turns out right and I always look horrible. Story of my life.
i’ve never used bleach when doing my laundry. i think its because i’m afraid i will stain my clothes in an irreversible manner. i’m sure my mom could help me out. i really would like my whites to be as nice as possible.
all i can see is the bleach floating away in the waves of the ocean tide. well at least i’m free from its power over me. but i still have to deal with the mop and broom. but that’s another story.
bleach is a potent thing to drink. why do this? don’t as me why. why is this page purple? you see. but to drink bleach is to clean your body of your soul.
its smells.. it cleans… strongly. wipes everything away.. use it to wash your hands.. it burns.. burns everything. the germs.. the flesh.. leaves nothing but rawness and pain and leaves you exposed.
It danced across the driveway, the smell of rotting conk flesh after a week-long trip to the beach. The bucket was filled with an overly potent solution of bleach and water in an attempt to eradicate the tough muscle from the chalky shell.
bleach is nasty. smells gross.
gets stains out
reminds me of pools
and sun
and summer
reminds me of cleaning the bathroom
and scrubbing the toilet
fun?
bleeacchhhh
Bleach is white. People use it to make their clothes whiter. I think I may have to bleach my shorts one day. Once I tried to bleach my bra but it didn’t really work.
This is a nasty chemical that is used to keep clothes white. Its so nasty it is used to kill mold and or mildew. Do not mix this with ammonia or you will die. Do not attempt to become micheal jackson. do not apply to penis. or vagina
Bleach helps get tough stains out of clothes. It reminds me of white clothing, and you use it only when washing clothes. It also reminds me of the beach, because it rhymes with the word. It is one letter away from beach. It is a helpful household item needed in all homes.
The only thing that reminds me of bleach is Brett. He’s the one who first told me, in Spanish class, “A quart of bleach is safer than a pint. Your body won’t reject the pint.” Never forgot it. Richard, too. He always sang, “Momma’s got the magic of, Borox!” Instead of Clorox. But I never knew what Borox was.
bleach is used to clean stuff
dont drink it cuz its bad for you
bleach is also an anime show
i hate animes
bleach is corrosive
learned that in science class
i have nothing else to write
bleach bleach bleach bleech beach
bleeeeeeeeeach
bleachers
white and toxic. welcome to america. that’s all we are. bleached fake and plastic walking around, faking smiles and trying to make more money then we woule would ever need..
bleach, serial killers use it. cleans the blood stains off whatever the blood of their emotional rage of their memories spills on. sometimes, they can get away with there murder. sometimes there not so lucky. they kill what they can to survive from being eatin alive. jeckle and hide.
And I keep hearing those stories about horrific parents who forcibly pour bleach down their children’s throats. What a horrible way to die; I guess it burns away any symbolic imperfections though.
i use bleach every time i wash whites like socks underwear any thing else in my laundry thats white i never wash any whites without bleach i even cleann counters and floors and toilets even in my dish water i wouldnt know how to clean without bleach i buy a gallon evey month but i dont use it on dark cloths because they will be bleached out
One of those things that you wish you could do with your life. Just put it in the wash like a stained white shirt and wipe it clean. But your life is not a shirt or a bathtub, and moving away isn’t like bleaching it out. You can’t escape your past, it’s who you are, but you can change who you will be.
Erase everything from my mind, my heart, my body. I will always have my soul. My soul will remember. In every life to come, in every life before. Erase everything I have with bleach. Or maybe just whiten this dark that’s plaguing me. You’re choice.
bleach is used for cleaning. when we use it at the humane society on saturdays when i volunteer, it’s all i can smell for hours after. it burns- makes me sick. but i use it any way. i have to make things clean- keep everyone safe. i do this for them.
Bleach is the whitest thing i’ve seen,
music is the closest I can describe bleach,
whiteness, pouring over your eyes,
your ears,
sweet chocolate
like you’ve never heard before.
Sie liegen in der Sonne. Die Betttücher der Großfamilie. Weiß. Und sie sollen noch weißer werden. Das ganze Dorf wäscht hier am “Mückenschwänzel” seine Wäsche. Ein Tümpelchen weit ab von allen Häusern.
I like bleach. I like to drink it. I like the burning as it runs down my throat. I’d like to think that it can kill me. I’d like to think that I can die. I can, you know. And so can you. Boom, boom, boom. Are we dead? I don’t know. It’s been like this forever, hasn’t it?
white. white sands, a beach. with pretty girls with bleached hair, almost white. the smell of bleach. clean, sterile. blank. nothingness. emptyness, without feeling.
The bleach did it for my lovely sweater……all patchy now!
Emptiness. Nothing left.
He was gone.
Leaving a gaping, empty, searing cavity eating away at my chest. I wanted to crack open the fresh, glistening white bottle of bleach and feverishly dump its contents into my brain.
I wanted to burn it all away.
Bleach blond hair. I wanted them, then I didn’t feel right. You use bleach for clothes, which is weird. And then they clean there houses with bleach … and I didn’t really know what to write.
Bleach is the color I dyed my hair once, but it turned out horrible and I looked like a fat barbie. I’m sure that’;s what people said about it too, behind my back. I can see that happening. I like my hair bleached, but it never turns out right and I always look horrible. Story of my life.
i’ve never used bleach when doing my laundry. i think its because i’m afraid i will stain my clothes in an irreversible manner. i’m sure my mom could help me out. i really would like my whites to be as nice as possible.
all i can see is the bleach floating away in the waves of the ocean tide. well at least i’m free from its power over me. but i still have to deal with the mop and broom. but that’s another story.
I leave the liquid where he can see it. He sees it. He drinks it. Dies. Goes to heaven. Gets reincarnated as a bug. Which I kill. The end.
It has a partner in crime, and they work and spin and blend together to bring you down. Their mingle is your death. Their love is your end, forever.
It doesnt take away the stain, it just covers it up I read. Like smiling when you feel terrible, or ugly people wearing makeup
bleach is a potent thing to drink. why do this? don’t as me why. why is this page purple? you see. but to drink bleach is to clean your body of your soul.
its smells.. it cleans… strongly. wipes everything away.. use it to wash your hands.. it burns.. burns everything. the germs.. the flesh.. leaves nothing but rawness and pain and leaves you exposed.
nirvana has an album named this. it’s early and gooood. bleach smells like strong, and i hate smelling it.
bleach is hentai. bleach is cleaner. bleach is a hair color. bleach is all that is wrong with this world. bleach is white. bleach is clean.
It danced across the driveway, the smell of rotting conk flesh after a week-long trip to the beach. The bucket was filled with an overly potent solution of bleach and water in an attempt to eradicate the tough muscle from the chalky shell.
bleach is nasty. smells gross.
gets stains out
reminds me of pools
and sun
and summer
reminds me of cleaning the bathroom
and scrubbing the toilet
fun?
bleeacchhhh
Bleach is white. People use it to make their clothes whiter. I think I may have to bleach my shorts one day. Once I tried to bleach my bra but it didn’t really work.
bleach smells bad. it reminds me of pools, and sun and green hair
This is a nasty chemical that is used to keep clothes white. Its so nasty it is used to kill mold and or mildew. Do not mix this with ammonia or you will die. Do not attempt to become micheal jackson. do not apply to penis. or vagina
my clothes were stained patches of colors. Then I realised my mom bleached them.
Bleach helps get tough stains out of clothes. It reminds me of white clothing, and you use it only when washing clothes. It also reminds me of the beach, because it rhymes with the word. It is one letter away from beach. It is a helpful household item needed in all homes.
Bleach can kill people. i like it.
I will one day make that kid swallow a gallon of bleach, and suffer. fagot bitch.
The only thing that reminds me of bleach is Brett. He’s the one who first told me, in Spanish class, “A quart of bleach is safer than a pint. Your body won’t reject the pint.” Never forgot it. Richard, too. He always sang, “Momma’s got the magic of, Borox!” Instead of Clorox. But I never knew what Borox was.
it has a white connotation with a blackened stain. We cleanse our dirt and ease our pain from rags to rain
and stuff
oh bleach, i love you. :D wow this is weird… i don’t have anything to write about :( sad day
bleach is used to clean stuff
dont drink it cuz its bad for you
bleach is also an anime show
i hate animes
bleach is corrosive
learned that in science class
i have nothing else to write
bleach bleach bleach bleech beach
bleeeeeeeeeach
bleachers
white and toxic. welcome to america. that’s all we are. bleached fake and plastic walking around, faking smiles and trying to make more money then we woule would ever need..
bleach, serial killers use it. cleans the blood stains off whatever the blood of their emotional rage of their memories spills on. sometimes, they can get away with there murder. sometimes there not so lucky. they kill what they can to survive from being eatin alive. jeckle and hide.
the only thing i can think of when i hear bleach is the acrid smell that seeps down deep into your nostrils. it’s terribly unhappy. terribly.
And I keep hearing those stories about horrific parents who forcibly pour bleach down their children’s throats. What a horrible way to die; I guess it burns away any symbolic imperfections though.
i use bleach every time i wash whites like socks underwear any thing else in my laundry thats white i never wash any whites without bleach i even cleann counters and floors and toilets even in my dish water i wouldnt know how to clean without bleach i buy a gallon evey month but i dont use it on dark cloths because they will be bleached out
One of those things that you wish you could do with your life. Just put it in the wash like a stained white shirt and wipe it clean. But your life is not a shirt or a bathtub, and moving away isn’t like bleaching it out. You can’t escape your past, it’s who you are, but you can change who you will be.
something that you clean with, clean white laundry, use it to mop, clean up bacteria, vomit, any body fluids.
I like to use bleach. My mom hates the smell of bleach. Bleach makes your clothes white. Bleach is awesome.
all the colour has been ripped of the sun and all thats left is the blank sky in my blank mind
Erase everything from my mind, my heart, my body. I will always have my soul. My soul will remember. In every life to come, in every life before. Erase everything I have with bleach. Or maybe just whiten this dark that’s plaguing me. You’re choice.
bleach is used for cleaning. when we use it at the humane society on saturdays when i volunteer, it’s all i can smell for hours after. it burns- makes me sick. but i use it any way. i have to make things clean- keep everyone safe. i do this for them.