take this bracelet and tie it around your neck because everything that i’ve ever bought you has served you as a suicide aid. take that ring and shove it down your throat.
its a piece of ornament worn on hand. Usually made of gold or silver. These days its also available in plastics. Its worn more like a fashion statement.
I received a bracelet from my best friend in grade school. She made i for me for my birthday. Actually, she makes several of them for me every once in awhile. It’s very nice, and colorful, and I always have something to think of her. I see her occasionally, but not as often as I would like.
i can’t wear it anymore
it’s tired and turned and overdone
overworked
i thought of the rain in the glass
the love in the beads
and i threw the damn thing on the floor
hoping for pieces
no such luck
it’s symbolically my own
this is simple I have 3 already and ive time to spare. 2 black and one silver aaaaaaaaaand one of the black ones has silver on it. i know thats just amazing but not as amazing as the person who gave them all to me, she’s the best.
It was round and hard and it sure wasn’t coming off my leg, no matter what I did. Best to simply hack off my leg. So I did just that, feeling a little trite since I saw just this very thing in the first saw movie.
Half way through my leg I began to reconsider. It sure was an awful nice bracelet…
she fished it out of the pond and ate it. AAAAA!! AAAAA!! she screamed and fell, clutching her midsection, writhing in agony, “OH NO, THE SPIRITS ARE COMING” she screamed some more. animal growling noises, and finally, her premature monkey-child was born.
on my wrist that shines and sparkles all day long.
its gold and silver and twisty.
its dangly and it cost too much money so i dont wear it for fear of losing it.
also because its not really nice. its just vanity and i dont like vanity very much.
i refer eclectic and this bracelet isnt
I’ve lost my bracelet. Don’t know where it is. I wish I had my leather braided bracelet still. I wish it were black. I can’t find original bracelets much. I’m interested in this site and what am I supposed to write about as far as a bracelet goes.
Around my wrist, around and around, wrapped one time, and another time. The bracelet is light and feathery, I hardly notice it save for the glimmer of silver in the corner of my eye when I look to the right and move my hand.
When I was little a girl on my street used to sell bracelets for a penny each. She would make them out of rock and stones she would find. she would also claim that if she put them under water they were magic and could change color. I bought them becasue i thought she was pretty and liked her.
she wore it losely. beads clang every time she walks, each represent something that he loved about her. the red for her passion. the blue for her calm. the pink for her lips. it may have seemed to be just another piece of trash to anyone else, but to her it was greater then any diamond.
the golden bracelet sat upon her wrist ever so gently. A constant reminder of the time when she could afford such treats. Now the bitter reality was funds were drying up and she would have to rely on her inner strentgh. Something she had not called on in quite some time.
When had things startd to tumble? When did the time start quickly passing and decisions made for he? So many questions and now plenty of time to figure these things out. Her future was an unanswered question that she was determined to figure out.
The bracelet was beautiful. It was encrusted with lots of wonderfully brilliant stones, rose quartz, black onyx, sapphires, emeralds. I clasped it around my wrist and enjoyed watching it shimmy and sparkle in the sunlight. I imagined it was my lucky bracelet and would wear it everyday to bring me lots of good vibes.
a gift or something that you could buy, what kind silver, golg, costume, beaded? Does it have a meaning behind it like a charm bracelet? it has links can it be a symbol?
i had a bracelet once. my girlfriend gave it to me. i later gave to another girl. i have no idea where it is now. i really didnt like the way it looked. it was a silver bracelet with a lot of red and black dots over it, i guess that was one of the reasons why i broke up!
i saw one. the day i was leaving the town i was born. i had the plain ticket on my left hand. i put the bracelet on the same hand that was holding my future. never let go of it
i saw the girl with the bracelet two days ago. on the blue bus that takes me home every wednesday night, she was paying he ticket, i was behind her. i could smell the sweet smell of her hair, and she sat next to me.
something you give someone you like or love. can have alot of meanings such as a braclet with cahrms on it. it can tell a story. it can tell a lie. it depends on the person. Dont give it just to give. dont throw it away if it was given. they mean more than you know. they can mean the world and they could be out of a cracker jack box. its the intent it was given with that matters
it was a silver bracelet; whimsical and sweet. I knew it’d be just the thing to make her smile. Not because it shined, but because of the sound it made when the charms clanked together–they made a sweet soft tone with each brilliant movement she made.
it was a silver bracelet; whimsical and sweet. I knew it’d be just the thing to make her smile. Not because it shined, but because of the sound it made when the charms clanked together–they made a sweet soft tone with each brilliant movement she made.
I woke up with no clothes on. Where am I? The festivities from the night before seemed to be taking revenge on my fragile mind and body, seeping away my strength as I try to make sense of my situation. I look over, you are not there. I look at my wrist and all I see is your bracelet. Today is a good day.
take this bracelet and tie it around your neck because everything that i’ve ever bought you has served you as a suicide aid. take that ring and shove it down your throat.
its a piece of ornament worn on hand. Usually made of gold or silver. These days its also available in plastics. Its worn more like a fashion statement.
I received a bracelet from my best friend in grade school. She made i for me for my birthday. Actually, she makes several of them for me every once in awhile. It’s very nice, and colorful, and I always have something to think of her. I see her occasionally, but not as often as I would like.
i can’t wear it anymore
it’s tired and turned and overdone
overworked
i thought of the rain in the glass
the love in the beads
and i threw the damn thing on the floor
hoping for pieces
no such luck
it’s symbolically my own
i put it on and boo ya snap shit it on.
this is simple I have 3 already and ive time to spare. 2 black and one silver aaaaaaaaaand one of the black ones has silver on it. i know thats just amazing but not as amazing as the person who gave them all to me, she’s the best.
i love her
bracelet
It was round and hard and it sure wasn’t coming off my leg, no matter what I did. Best to simply hack off my leg. So I did just that, feeling a little trite since I saw just this very thing in the first saw movie.
Half way through my leg I began to reconsider. It sure was an awful nice bracelet…
she fished it out of the pond and ate it. AAAAA!! AAAAA!! she screamed and fell, clutching her midsection, writhing in agony, “OH NO, THE SPIRITS ARE COMING” she screamed some more. animal growling noises, and finally, her premature monkey-child was born.
I gave a bracelet to someone once. It was made of gold, but she wished it was made of platinum.
beautiful, green
IT’S BEEN ON MY WRIST FOR LONGER THAN I CAN REMEMBER PUTTING IT ON
the glittering diamond encrusted bracelet,, i had to have it. it seemed so lonely sitting in the display glass. it was sreaming ‘buy me! buy me!
Probably the best way to publicly display a feminine side without actually being gay.
on my wrist that shines and sparkles all day long.
its gold and silver and twisty.
its dangly and it cost too much money so i dont wear it for fear of losing it.
also because its not really nice. its just vanity and i dont like vanity very much.
i refer eclectic and this bracelet isnt
The bracelet sparkled brightly in the sunlight. The crow just had to have it.
I’ve lost my bracelet. Don’t know where it is. I wish I had my leather braided bracelet still. I wish it were black. I can’t find original bracelets much. I’m interested in this site and what am I supposed to write about as far as a bracelet goes.
i have a turquoise and silver bracelet.
bracelet, bracket, Bram stoker, raisin bran, two scoops, give me a brake, break me off a peice of that kit kat bar.
Around my wrist, around and around, wrapped one time, and another time. The bracelet is light and feathery, I hardly notice it save for the glimmer of silver in the corner of my eye when I look to the right and move my hand.
shiny object worn on the wrist. jewelry. attractive. bangle. fun, pretty,some jingle when you move.
When I was little a girl on my street used to sell bracelets for a penny each. She would make them out of rock and stones she would find. she would also claim that if she put them under water they were magic and could change color. I bought them becasue i thought she was pretty and liked her.
she wore it losely. beads clang every time she walks, each represent something that he loved about her. the red for her passion. the blue for her calm. the pink for her lips. it may have seemed to be just another piece of trash to anyone else, but to her it was greater then any diamond.
nice, fuck, stupid thing, don’t like it, not useful, silly, blonde, pink, don’t have any, shit,
the golden bracelet sat upon her wrist ever so gently. A constant reminder of the time when she could afford such treats. Now the bitter reality was funds were drying up and she would have to rely on her inner strentgh. Something she had not called on in quite some time.
When had things startd to tumble? When did the time start quickly passing and decisions made for he? So many questions and now plenty of time to figure these things out. Her future was an unanswered question that she was determined to figure out.
The bracelet was beautiful. It was encrusted with lots of wonderfully brilliant stones, rose quartz, black onyx, sapphires, emeralds. I clasped it around my wrist and enjoyed watching it shimmy and sparkle in the sunlight. I imagined it was my lucky bracelet and would wear it everyday to bring me lots of good vibes.
She stared at the bracelet in her hand. She thought about everything it meant, everthing it symbolised.
a gift or something that you could buy, what kind silver, golg, costume, beaded? Does it have a meaning behind it like a charm bracelet? it has links can it be a symbol?
bracelet
i had a bracelet once. my girlfriend gave it to me. i later gave to another girl. i have no idea where it is now. i really didnt like the way it looked. it was a silver bracelet with a lot of red and black dots over it, i guess that was one of the reasons why i broke up!
i saw one. the day i was leaving the town i was born. i had the plain ticket on my left hand. i put the bracelet on the same hand that was holding my future. never let go of it
i saw the girl with the bracelet two days ago. on the blue bus that takes me home every wednesday night, she was paying he ticket, i was behind her. i could smell the sweet smell of her hair, and she sat next to me.
the insured reported to the police that his wife’s bracelet was stolen by the robber and he wants to claim against his household policy.
Do you have the certificate for this bracelet?
asked the insurance surveyor to establish the authenticity of the object to be insured.
something you give someone you like or love. can have alot of meanings such as a braclet with cahrms on it. it can tell a story. it can tell a lie. it depends on the person. Dont give it just to give. dont throw it away if it was given. they mean more than you know. they can mean the world and they could be out of a cracker jack box. its the intent it was given with that matters
i bought a bracelet for my sister and i hope she would apreciate that because the bracelet isn’t very beautiful :)
like the one I gave my old girlfriend that I wish she show would still wear, if only to give the me the slim hope that its not all over…
it was a silver bracelet; whimsical and sweet. I knew it’d be just the thing to make her smile. Not because it shined, but because of the sound it made when the charms clanked together–they made a sweet soft tone with each brilliant movement she made.
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it was a silver bracelet; whimsical and sweet. I knew it’d be just the thing to make her smile. Not because it shined, but because of the sound it made when the charms clanked together–they made a sweet soft tone with each brilliant movement she made.
Wooden carved beads bracelet
singly hand-made
bought a bunch at langkawi
left that day
the weekend after
the tsunami washed the store away
i still have the bracelet
I woke up with no clothes on. Where am I? The festivities from the night before seemed to be taking revenge on my fragile mind and body, seeping away my strength as I try to make sense of my situation. I look over, you are not there. I look at my wrist and all I see is your bracelet. Today is a good day.