music makes me burst with joy. i cant explain the amount of emotion in fills my body with. sometimes it makes me want to kill myself because my love for it is so strong and when i feel like i cant do it for the rest of my life, i cant handle that. i love it. it is what i need. forever. and ever.
I think that if I see one more man that only wants sex I will burst into an endless sea of tears. I can’t do this anymore, but I do it everyday. Self destruction should be my middle name. I’m sad.
And suddenly, with sparks crackling along every inch of her skin and her lips aflame and his eyes inches from hers, she realized with a sudden surge of conviction that this was it, this was the only chance they’d get, and suddenly the walls crumbled and the chip on her shoulder crumbled and with a split-second burst of rightness, of joy, she followed her instinct into his arms, and yes, this was where she needed to be.
“I missed you,” he said.
“Yeah,” she said back, meaning it this time. “Me too.”
It makes me think about thinks bursting. It is a pretty word. It surprised me that this was the word. I can’t think of the last time I saw something burst. It would seem with all the You Tube videos that I would have some recent memories of things bursting.
‘What?’ he asked innocently and raised an eyebrow. The look he gave her was all she needed to burst into laughter. It’s been a while since she felt that way – carefree, happy and content – but when she was with him it all felt natural and right.
I saw a balloon that burst! It was full of water. It was a water fight. Once we used balloons in a burlesque number and filled them with podding. It was for Mr. Hanky the Christmas poo number. He got the stage covered in pudding. But I divers… You know what makes me want to burst?
a burst of light shot across the summer’s tauntingly beautiful sky. The golden, yellow column of endless energy was seared into my vision and memory for days to come.
i burst into tears when he said that he didn’t love me. we were best friends and i thought there was something more, but he thought otherwise. I could see the tears swelling in his eyes as i turned around in the pouring rain and walked away from the only man i ever loved.
burst into flames. he burst into the room. it was an emergency. A real emergency this time. He scooped up the sleeping body of his wife and ran to get the dog. this was a real emergency.
Burst of sunlight…joy. A smile bursts into existence. A new life. The first breath is taken. A new glimmer of peace, shining out. A new day is born. A burst of hope. Wishes fulfilled. Dreams come true. Love found.
i burst into a happy delight after seeing the man hand the other man a fat sack of weed and now they are smoking while jaming to gratefuldead on a great summer day in the city of chicago. it is amazing as we walk across the beach to lake mighigan and see the ocean as the smooth smoke of the weed enter our lungs and system
through the door, hoping to see her there. If only things could be like they were in the movies, if only things could be so romantic. The rain outside, running down the window of the cafe, it was all there, but was she? He looked through the room, feeling that his heart would burst as he did through the door, and then he saw her.
like the sun falmes
anger
raging to insanity- your conrol burst into an explosion of emotions
not to be contained by your body
you strike
throw
yell
scream
scare
our sacred trust is ruined forever
i burst into tears as i remember how our love has been forever violated
ruined memories of happiness are tainted with red
a burst of rage
like the bull and the toreodor
i try to calm, but my cape fails me,
and you purse my heart with your horns
the devil has finally come out of you
what i long expected was beneath the surface
it bursts out on a cold night in january.
bubble. that reminds me of the powerpuff girls. the character with blond hair and blue eyes. like me. I always wanted to be her. I have no boyfriend. sad. what’s wrong with me?
Still burst.
Evanescent light pours down my throat and flash freezes my insides. The shimmering crystal fagments of ice begin to shard and I am torn apart.
i will burst out laughing at almost anything. in fact last night i was playing connect four and i was just laughing at almost anything. i burst out laughing almost once every day. it makes me feel really relieved after i’ve had a good laugh. i do it in a lot of inappropriate situations though, like when people have just gotten dumped or if i’m in an exam situation. i love bursts of laughter though.
I was about to burst into laughter. The little girl hast petting her puppy, both of her hands caressing both halves of his body. He sniffed at her chin, her mouth, her nose. And she lifted her head, both of her little hands caressing both sides of his neck. Both so obviously tender, and in love. Yet, neither completely trusting one another.
so i have just rite about this but i will rite about it again.. burst .. like a ballon like you heart burst when you see the one you love .. you look at them you dont no what yto do but.. burst once again.. you can’t keep thinking like this because eventually there will be nothing left your mind and soul is full of things that haunt us which us humans think about and each bad thing we will burst..
i’m going to burst with ideas like a flower exploding with pollen on a sunny day, dusting everything in sight. well, that’s overstating things. but burstage seems like the right general idea for how it feels to want to make things and to have them come alive and be made, play back when played with. that’s the ideal. that’s where it all wants to tend.
One day I was walking down the street and i saw a dog spontaneously combust! I was SHOCKED! I had never seen anything like it , nor had any of the people around me judging by their reactions. One woman FAINTED~! I didnt know what to do so I called 911 and they LAUGHED at me. They didn’t believe what I said had happened and refused to dispatch help. I s
i burst into tears when i feel hopless. i like starBURSTT. if you put gasoline on a burning building, it will burst into flames. i love bursting your bubble. my friend bursts into laughter when she sees my tiny feet. burst rhymes with first, and its not even spelled the same.
i burst into the door and there is a man with a big beard he says why do you burst into here like that.. well, i said i need a heart transplant before i die .. have you got one spare he said yes and so here i am writing this because again some one has killed me and i need a liver to live only they cant give one of them because i smoke too much and i cant buy one because i have spent all my money on cigreetes. so stop smoking now and give organs to those who need them. befour i burst!
i feel like i’m going to burst. it’s the feeling of five more weeks until i see the man i’m in love with again. it’s a pressure building inside of me. i’m going to explode. my heart aches. i think of him always. when i see him the feeling of bursting won’t subside. but then i’ll burst with joy. with happiness. i miss him so much.
She looked at him, her face lit up, her eyes grew bright, her heart burst. When she saw the other girl go up to him, and kiss him. Her heart bursted again. In the bad way.
She would never feel the same about some other person. She loved him, but he didnt love back.
bubbles float in a warm spring breeze. hundreds meander their way around shrubs trees and people bursting one at a time until only one is left then finally -burst-.
I cant be in this house anymore. I dont feel like I belong anymore. Everything is getting to me and my body feels tight. If I let this go any longer I dont know whats going to happen.
it dwells, sickly dripping down the wall. It burst and left honey stains down the hall, footsteps leading, led, from me to you. At one time we were one. And now we’re none.
music makes me burst with joy. i cant explain the amount of emotion in fills my body with. sometimes it makes me want to kill myself because my love for it is so strong and when i feel like i cant do it for the rest of my life, i cant handle that. i love it. it is what i need. forever. and ever.
The balloon was nearly filled with air. And then…it burst!
I think that if I see one more man that only wants sex I will burst into an endless sea of tears. I can’t do this anymore, but I do it everyday. Self destruction should be my middle name. I’m sad.
And suddenly, with sparks crackling along every inch of her skin and her lips aflame and his eyes inches from hers, she realized with a sudden surge of conviction that this was it, this was the only chance they’d get, and suddenly the walls crumbled and the chip on her shoulder crumbled and with a split-second burst of rightness, of joy, she followed her instinct into his arms, and yes, this was where she needed to be.
“I missed you,” he said.
“Yeah,” she said back, meaning it this time. “Me too.”
It makes me think about thinks bursting. It is a pretty word. It surprised me that this was the word. I can’t think of the last time I saw something burst. It would seem with all the You Tube videos that I would have some recent memories of things bursting.
She burst through the door, excited about something. “Mom, mom,” she shouted, hopping all over the place. “Guess where we get to go.”
‘What?’ he asked innocently and raised an eyebrow. The look he gave her was all she needed to burst into laughter. It’s been a while since she felt that way – carefree, happy and content – but when she was with him it all felt natural and right.
I saw a balloon that burst! It was full of water. It was a water fight. Once we used balloons in a burlesque number and filled them with podding. It was for Mr. Hanky the Christmas poo number. He got the stage covered in pudding. But I divers… You know what makes me want to burst?
bursting, like a bubble, ready to pop. Expload and scatter. From the air falling, like rain drops, to the ground below.
a burst of light shot across the summer’s tauntingly beautiful sky. The golden, yellow column of endless energy was seared into my vision and memory for days to come.
yo
burst into flames and tears at the sight of his face! He bursted my bubble while i burst out laughing.
i burst into tears when he said that he didn’t love me. we were best friends and i thought there was something more, but he thought otherwise. I could see the tears swelling in his eyes as i turned around in the pouring rain and walked away from the only man i ever loved.
burst into flames. he burst into the room. it was an emergency. A real emergency this time. He scooped up the sleeping body of his wife and ran to get the dog. this was a real emergency.
Burst of sunlight…joy. A smile bursts into existence. A new life. The first breath is taken. A new glimmer of peace, shining out. A new day is born. A burst of hope. Wishes fulfilled. Dreams come true. Love found.
i burst into a happy delight after seeing the man hand the other man a fat sack of weed and now they are smoking while jaming to gratefuldead on a great summer day in the city of chicago. it is amazing as we walk across the beach to lake mighigan and see the ocean as the smooth smoke of the weed enter our lungs and system
through the door, hoping to see her there. If only things could be like they were in the movies, if only things could be so romantic. The rain outside, running down the window of the cafe, it was all there, but was she? He looked through the room, feeling that his heart would burst as he did through the door, and then he saw her.
like the sun falmes
anger
raging to insanity- your conrol burst into an explosion of emotions
not to be contained by your body
you strike
throw
yell
scream
scare
our sacred trust is ruined forever
i burst into tears as i remember how our love has been forever violated
ruined memories of happiness are tainted with red
a burst of rage
like the bull and the toreodor
i try to calm, but my cape fails me,
and you purse my heart with your horns
the devil has finally come out of you
what i long expected was beneath the surface
it bursts out on a cold night in january.
bubble. that reminds me of the powerpuff girls. the character with blond hair and blue eyes. like me. I always wanted to be her. I have no boyfriend. sad. what’s wrong with me?
Still burst.
Evanescent light pours down my throat and flash freezes my insides. The shimmering crystal fagments of ice begin to shard and I am torn apart.
i will burst out laughing at almost anything. in fact last night i was playing connect four and i was just laughing at almost anything. i burst out laughing almost once every day. it makes me feel really relieved after i’ve had a good laugh. i do it in a lot of inappropriate situations though, like when people have just gotten dumped or if i’m in an exam situation. i love bursts of laughter though.
I was about to burst into laughter. The little girl hast petting her puppy, both of her hands caressing both halves of his body. He sniffed at her chin, her mouth, her nose. And she lifted her head, both of her little hands caressing both sides of his neck. Both so obviously tender, and in love. Yet, neither completely trusting one another.
so i have just rite about this but i will rite about it again.. burst .. like a ballon like you heart burst when you see the one you love .. you look at them you dont no what yto do but.. burst once again.. you can’t keep thinking like this because eventually there will be nothing left your mind and soul is full of things that haunt us which us humans think about and each bad thing we will burst..
i’m going to burst with ideas like a flower exploding with pollen on a sunny day, dusting everything in sight. well, that’s overstating things. but burstage seems like the right general idea for how it feels to want to make things and to have them come alive and be made, play back when played with. that’s the ideal. that’s where it all wants to tend.
One day I was walking down the street and i saw a dog spontaneously combust! I was SHOCKED! I had never seen anything like it , nor had any of the people around me judging by their reactions. One woman FAINTED~! I didnt know what to do so I called 911 and they LAUGHED at me. They didn’t believe what I said had happened and refused to dispatch help. I s
i burst into tears when i feel hopless. i like starBURSTT. if you put gasoline on a burning building, it will burst into flames. i love bursting your bubble. my friend bursts into laughter when she sees my tiny feet. burst rhymes with first, and its not even spelled the same.
his face burst into flames, and he tried to remove his shame, but, all that was left was a silhouette of fucking failure.
i burst into the door and there is a man with a big beard he says why do you burst into here like that.. well, i said i need a heart transplant before i die .. have you got one spare he said yes and so here i am writing this because again some one has killed me and i need a liver to live only they cant give one of them because i smoke too much and i cant buy one because i have spent all my money on cigreetes. so stop smoking now and give organs to those who need them. befour i burst!
i feel like i’m going to burst. it’s the feeling of five more weeks until i see the man i’m in love with again. it’s a pressure building inside of me. i’m going to explode. my heart aches. i think of him always. when i see him the feeling of bursting won’t subside. but then i’ll burst with joy. with happiness. i miss him so much.
I liked him ,I loved him but no.
She looked at him, her face lit up, her eyes grew bright, her heart burst. When she saw the other girl go up to him, and kiss him. Her heart bursted again. In the bad way.
She would never feel the same about some other person. She loved him, but he didnt love back.
broken into pieces exploding with joy a pop in time…
bubbles float in a warm spring breeze. hundreds meander their way around shrubs trees and people bursting one at a time until only one is left then finally -burst-.
love in a bubble, watery fish. dont touch my idea man, its fragile. final fanastys cool, a little to asain though. blah
expload
to burst into tears
birst
rost
roasted
green
grass
I cant be in this house anymore. I dont feel like I belong anymore. Everything is getting to me and my body feels tight. If I let this go any longer I dont know whats going to happen.
the sun burst out of the sky on that rainy day. it made eveyone happy. larry was really sad but then he saw starBURST and was happy. burst is good. !
it dwells, sickly dripping down the wall. It burst and left honey stains down the hall, footsteps leading, led, from me to you. At one time we were one. And now we’re none.