A bundle of feelings are in my head all the time. Worry anger lust joy. The grief of not ever being able to make everyone happy. The sorrow that has so bitterly and harshly turned to anger for you the person who brought me into this world. The anger that is slowly making it’s way towards hatred. But even with all this there is only one feeling in my heart and that is my love for you
Litle nunched up and dpown the street. There wre million, coating the earth like a writihing little dieases newly hatched and ground into the crust by bioncle feet thousands of miles acrtoss; they bled, like a cow bleeds, like a whore from loose thumbs. Ghistingg the hypertrponic significance of sesxxx.
its a bundle of joy
bundle sounds like bindle, bindle is like… a bindle of wood, wood can either burn in a fire, or a guy can have it when he’s horny.
horny, guys are hornier then girls,girls, are better then guys.
bundle of sticks, bundles of firewood. Bundles of sheep and lambs and little baby animals. Lighting a fire with a bundle of sticks to warm the little baby sheeps. My grandma just called and talked about bundling up and holding the newborn baby sheep at my great aunt’s house. She’s so precious. It’s cold outside so we bundle up. I like hats.
That bundle right thur be pretty crazy. It’s filled with some weird things. For one, there are some oranges straight from Florida. There’s also an iPad and some tampons. Along with that iPad, there are schematics for Apple’s next big thing: the MaxiPad, an upgrade on the iPad.
I found a bundle of socks in the back of my dresser. WHen I tugged on the sucks they refused my grip. They felt solid, like Han Solo when he’s frozen in carbonite. “What the f?” I thought.
Donald took the bundle in his teeth and headed for the dark place beneath the porch where he could get a better look at it. He unwrapped the package and sniffed.
bundle up, baby, the snowflakes are coming down
one by one i wish I could tell you just how much
I miss you
bundle up bambina. i’ll buy you a coffee.
bundle against the harsh wind, my harsh words.
bundle yourself safe.
Fags are a bundle of sticks.
Babies are a bundle of joy.
Love is a bundle of happiness.
I like to bundle things.
I feel bundled with emotion.
Bundle me softly.
Bundle me this, bundle me that.
I’m a little bundlebee.
I wish I had a bundle of sticks to keep me warm right now.
I guess I could even stand having a bundle of them just hanging out in the corner of my house, like in one of those giant vases they sell at crate and barrel.
my feelings are caught in a tangled bundle of joy. it’s not clear where one emotion begins and ends. all of them are wrapped up together like a hive of snakes, hissing and moaning and biting. but hope lies sleeping in the midst of confusion.
He was my little bundle. The first time I saw him, I knew it was forever. Love was forever. I can’t describe the feelings I had, I have, I will always have. I don’t think anyone can put those feelings into words. But there he was; my little bundle.
i call my girlfriend this because she is so cute its like cuteness bundled up. it reminds me of little big planet which we are about to play and are addicted to because it is so fun and fast. i am next to my girlfriend because she is beautiful and i love her and her hair is nice and so is her nose. i like her jeans.
bundle of joy? bundle of newspapers– i think of the paper boy who always threw our paper into puddles…. every morning. without fail. bundles of newspapers. early morning.
There were a bundle of new packages under the tree. I couldn’t wait to see if one of them would be for me. Please Please Please let it be the new IPod touch I was dreaming of. Oh no, none of the packages look like Ipod boxes. They must be full
I love to bundle up in the winter. There is nothing quite as wonderful as putting on tights, pants a shirt, a sweater, a coat and then a hat and mittens. If I get especially lucky, I’ll have a reason to wear a scarf. The holidays are wonderful because they are full of cheer, but the reason to bundle up is still the best for me.
Bundle. A word that in itself is drawn tightly together with calm consonants and tight vowels.
Bringing together contrasting images of both warmth and comfort and also cold and hardship, of children bundling themselves in blankets and refugees wrapping themselves in torn rags and stained jackets.
bundle of oats. bundle of sticks. makes me think of farming. i wish i had a farm. i would love to have a garden to grow my own food in. oh it would be so fantastic so then i wouldn’t have to keep eating this genetically modified shit. i think my body has had enough of that for sure. it would be so much HEALHIER.
I was carrying a bundle of flowers through a bright green field, the kind of field that never seems to end and then all of a sudden you see your house and you felt like you walked a thousand miles.
I like to have bundles of things it is much better than having only one. When i have more than one i bundle them together so I wont lose them and end up with only one. I laso like that bundles come at discount prices. Its cheaper to buy a bundle of roses than all of them seperate.
A bundle of things usually means a lot, unless it’s a little bundle. Then it’s not really anything… It’s also kind of a weird word if you think about it… maybe I just don’t like the letter B. That’s probably why… Or U’s. U’s are a sad letter.
Bundle of joy will never come from me.
God told me so.
Others yes, but no bundle of my own.
Any other bundle is mine for the taking. . .but not the important one.
a bundle of joy. That was the original thought that the mother had when she thought of the child in her womb. She didn’t know about the horrors that would come from that being that was growing deep inside of her.
A bundle of joy, yep, uh huh. That was what everyone else called her. All I could think about was responsibility, ugh. And what about my Masters? I could never study with a screaming baby.
there is a bundle of clothes sitting in my corner and i dont know what to do with it. i dont want to pick it up i just want to leave it there but i know my mom will be mad. i hate cleaning and she loves it. god i am not her child because i hate cleaning up bundles. i hate my life its so annying with all the bundles to be cleaned.UGHHH
a bundle of love…warm, and cuddly, right? something you can sink your hands in to, you sweet bundle of love. hold me tight, never let go, like a blanket wrapped around you forever. my bundle of love.
love
huddle, together, blankets, basket, load, bushel, lots,
shit on boobies. grapes. a faggot. tinder. burning witches
science
bundle of joy. bundle up. comfort?
A bundle of joy, kind of like what you would call a child. A bundle of sticks like you would use to light the fire place. An arm load/full.
A bundle of feelings are in my head all the time. Worry anger lust joy. The grief of not ever being able to make everyone happy. The sorrow that has so bitterly and harshly turned to anger for you the person who brought me into this world. The anger that is slowly making it’s way towards hatred. But even with all this there is only one feeling in my heart and that is my love for you
Litle nunched up and dpown the street. There wre million, coating the earth like a writihing little dieases newly hatched and ground into the crust by bioncle feet thousands of miles acrtoss; they bled, like a cow bleeds, like a whore from loose thumbs. Ghistingg the hypertrponic significance of sesxxx.
a bundle of hay, laying on the grass, waiting to be eaten by the cows in the stable.
its a bundle of joy
bundle sounds like bindle, bindle is like… a bindle of wood, wood can either burn in a fire, or a guy can have it when he’s horny.
horny, guys are hornier then girls,girls, are better then guys.
bundle of sticks, bundles of firewood. Bundles of sheep and lambs and little baby animals. Lighting a fire with a bundle of sticks to warm the little baby sheeps. My grandma just called and talked about bundling up and holding the newborn baby sheep at my great aunt’s house. She’s so precious. It’s cold outside so we bundle up. I like hats.
That bundle right thur be pretty crazy. It’s filled with some weird things. For one, there are some oranges straight from Florida. There’s also an iPad and some tampons. Along with that iPad, there are schematics for Apple’s next big thing: the MaxiPad, an upgrade on the iPad.
I found a bundle of socks in the back of my dresser. WHen I tugged on the sucks they refused my grip. They felt solid, like Han Solo when he’s frozen in carbonite. “What the f?” I thought.
Donald took the bundle in his teeth and headed for the dark place beneath the porch where he could get a better look at it. He unwrapped the package and sniffed.
bundle up, baby, the snowflakes are coming down
one by one i wish I could tell you just how much
I miss you
bundle up bambina. i’ll buy you a coffee.
bundle against the harsh wind, my harsh words.
bundle yourself safe.
Fags are a bundle of sticks.
Babies are a bundle of joy.
Love is a bundle of happiness.
I like to bundle things.
I feel bundled with emotion.
Bundle me softly.
Bundle me this, bundle me that.
I’m a little bundlebee.
a bundle of joy,
a bundle of paradoxies,
a bundle of love…
too much.
I wish I had a bundle of sticks to keep me warm right now.
I guess I could even stand having a bundle of them just hanging out in the corner of my house, like in one of those giant vases they sell at crate and barrel.
That would make me hip, right?
my feelings are caught in a tangled bundle of joy. it’s not clear where one emotion begins and ends. all of them are wrapped up together like a hive of snakes, hissing and moaning and biting. but hope lies sleeping in the midst of confusion.
He was my little bundle. The first time I saw him, I knew it was forever. Love was forever. I can’t describe the feelings I had, I have, I will always have. I don’t think anyone can put those feelings into words. But there he was; my little bundle.
i call my girlfriend this because she is so cute its like cuteness bundled up. it reminds me of little big planet which we are about to play and are addicted to because it is so fun and fast. i am next to my girlfriend because she is beautiful and i love her and her hair is nice and so is her nose. i like her jeans.
bundle of joy? bundle of newspapers– i think of the paper boy who always threw our paper into puddles…. every morning. without fail. bundles of newspapers. early morning.
Stick
There were a bundle of new packages under the tree. I couldn’t wait to see if one of them would be for me. Please Please Please let it be the new IPod touch I was dreaming of. Oh no, none of the packages look like Ipod boxes. They must be full
I love to bundle up in the winter. There is nothing quite as wonderful as putting on tights, pants a shirt, a sweater, a coat and then a hat and mittens. If I get especially lucky, I’ll have a reason to wear a scarf. The holidays are wonderful because they are full of cheer, but the reason to bundle up is still the best for me.
a bundle of joy. happiness fun babies are bundles delivery. ups truck. idek omg. a person? says person. uhhhhhhhhhhhh, package.
Bundle. A word that in itself is drawn tightly together with calm consonants and tight vowels.
Bringing together contrasting images of both warmth and comfort and also cold and hardship, of children bundling themselves in blankets and refugees wrapping themselves in torn rags and stained jackets.
Or a package in the mail.
bundling up in the winter…did a lot of that today.
bundle of oats. bundle of sticks. makes me think of farming. i wish i had a farm. i would love to have a garden to grow my own food in. oh it would be so fantastic so then i wouldn’t have to keep eating this genetically modified shit. i think my body has had enough of that for sure. it would be so much HEALHIER.
bundle
I was carrying a bundle of flowers through a bright green field, the kind of field that never seems to end and then all of a sudden you see your house and you felt like you walked a thousand miles.
I like to have bundles of things it is much better than having only one. When i have more than one i bundle them together so I wont lose them and end up with only one. I laso like that bundles come at discount prices. Its cheaper to buy a bundle of roses than all of them seperate.
A bundle of things usually means a lot, unless it’s a little bundle. Then it’s not really anything… It’s also kind of a weird word if you think about it… maybe I just don’t like the letter B. That’s probably why… Or U’s. U’s are a sad letter.
Bundle of joy will never come from me.
God told me so.
Others yes, but no bundle of my own.
Any other bundle is mine for the taking. . .but not the important one.
of joy.
a bundle of joy. That was the original thought that the mother had when she thought of the child in her womb. She didn’t know about the horrors that would come from that being that was growing deep inside of her.
A bundle of joy, yep, uh huh. That was what everyone else called her. All I could think about was responsibility, ugh. And what about my Masters? I could never study with a screaming baby.
there is a bundle of clothes sitting in my corner and i dont know what to do with it. i dont want to pick it up i just want to leave it there but i know my mom will be mad. i hate cleaning and she loves it. god i am not her child because i hate cleaning up bundles. i hate my life its so annying with all the bundles to be cleaned.UGHHH
a bunch of shit gathered together in a pack. Ex: I got a bundle of shit in my pants.
a bundle of love…warm, and cuddly, right? something you can sink your hands in to, you sweet bundle of love. hold me tight, never let go, like a blanket wrapped around you forever. my bundle of love.