I like playing cards to waste time. It’s fun on almost any occasion, and is a great time. Play with your family, or friends. Laughter all around, so fun! You get competitive which makes it more fun, and you create memories.
reminds me of playing cards with my dad and step mom. how much they used to drink when i was with them. and that whole time my dad didnt understand that that isnt bonding with me.
Appreciation. Telling loved one how endearing they are. Gratitude. My sincerest condolences. Celebration. Gifts. Thoughts. How I feel about you. Fold. Four surfaced.
Playing cards are fun. But also sort of sad for me. Whenever I used to play cards with my mom when I was younger, she used to always get angry and frustrated at me and yell at me. But sometimes she was very nice to me while playing cards. It depends.
Tarot cards. An interesting thing. My mother says if I get a bad tarot reading, I’ll be afraid. I don’t think that’s true. i really like the idea of tarot cards, they’re fun. my friend logan practices wicca and has a good tarot deck. she asked me when my birthday is, so she could get me a good tarot deck. i don’t think she means that, which is okay, but i want to buy them. they
He went to the store with the intent to buy alcohol. He noticed the playing cards at the register and stopped. He remembered when his dad would take out the old deck and teach him how to play poker and war. Suddenly, he remembered why he gave up drinking in the first place. He had watched it kill his father’s dreams and he wasn’t about to let it kill his.
the birthday was a waste of space, like a chicken in a bathroom. There was really no point in celebrating a time when cards mean so much and years mean so little. I watched myself grow up from far away, everyday and nothing changed. Nothing moved, nothing. Changed.. Except the birthday cards.
I always liked to think about baseball cards. Not collect them, but think about them. I keep them in random places, and I’ll come across them when I clean out something or other. And I always like to think about the player. Maybe it was the first time I saw them play. Or some random game that I’ll always remember. And I always think about where they might be now. What they do now.
ich richte einen postkartenaltar für dich ein. und mein herz bleibt stehen. nicht aus eifersucht auf ihn. auf den jungen. sondern auf meine beste freundin. sie ist meine freundin.trotzdem liebe ich seine karten. er schreibt schöne karten. er ist ein guter mann. und es ist eine schande, dass ich mich nicht in ihn verlieben konnte. ich falle oft für andere. für die, die keine karten senden. dann muss ich über mich lachen.
He sent her flowers every month and wrote a card with each flower. What sweet, delicious words to hear from a boy that professes true, everlasting love to a girl. Now the cards scatter on the ground as forgotten memories drown them in time.
Holding the last hand in his digits, he played the Ace of Spades, praying that it was the right move. As the seconds ticked by, the announcer contemplated the results
A house or cards
Carefully built
By four hands two people
Reaching for the sky
One card at a time
the Structure we built
Trust
I trust you not to destroy
What we built
And you trust me
Not to send it tumbling to the ground
But it did
A pile
cards was so excited. people were actually taking him home.he couldnt wait to feel loved by his owners. to be held. to be caressed. to be cherished and loved. but after being played with for a while. cards felt used and battered.
The cards were all in my favor now. The pieces set in place. I made my final move, cutting across the board, sifting the cold dagger in my hand; I prepared to strike. This was my final shot. My last chance.. for revenge.
I stack the cards into a castle and then they come tumbling down all around me. I have shrunk to the size of an ant. All the foundations I have built have crumbled, as my castle crashes around me.
birthday, candles. memorials. flash cards and memory memorization of facts fifth grade history class A* A* *A College grades failure. My great grandmother birthday cake the lawn in my grandparents house where I used to play as a child. Floral party dresses. My siblings fam
Queen of hearts you killed my love
All for you all for her.
She ask if you would give me diamonds
you killed the king and gave me spades.
I want my heart, can we trade?
Poker in the backroom jumping over rope and stumbling over stacks in the backseat of my car. Skeletons grabbing at your knob then finding something loud in the darkest place ever. Slide across the table then scream to the top of your lungs. Find something to love.
Every birthday I get a card from my dead great-grandmother. They are in Polish scrawl and need to be translated by the Slavic kids down here at the university. Fuckers overcharge me. I won’t get them done this year.
i played poker with cards in las vegas the other day. it wasn’t the best game i’d ever played. i lost 4999 dollars but on the up side i gaines 4 girls all at once in the same room that night. i’d say it was one of the better gifts of poker. the reason i lost money was the girls but hey at least i had a great time while doing em.
I like to play cards. There is 52 cards in a deck. My favorite card is the Queen. I also like the Ace. Rummy is my favorite card game. I also like to play War. I never learned how to play spades. Card tricks are fun. Solitaire is also a fun game to play.
my boyfriend and i sometimes play this card game called pimps and hoes, and for some reason, i always win and become his pimp.i love card games.it takes the focus off of all the new style video games.
I like recieving cards. I like sending cards. I like looking at them. I like postsecret. I didn’t get a card for valentines day. Didn’t make me very sad though. The cards in walmart aren’t that funny, I tend to go to target. Hallmark is too expensive. I like target. I think i’ll decorate my future apartment with stuff from target.
Business cards can say a lot about a person. The texture of the paper. The font, the color, even the scent. That is because cards are an extension of the owner. Variety is key. Being able to express oneself is the most critical thing in life. Even if it’s just using a business card.
AND SHE WAS PLAYING BLACKJACK WITH HIM IN THE CASINO UNDER THE STARS AND IT WAS GLORIOUS BECAUSE HE WAS AWESOME AND SHE HAD NO SHOES ON AND THERE WAS NO BLOOD WHATSO EVER BECAUSE THERE WAS NO BLACKJACK IN SPACE BEING PLAYED OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS SHIT I DON’T EVEN
Cards are a very common form of entertainment. From casual poker games to tarot card readings, humans have always enjoyed the simple little pieces of laminated paper. Why?
i like to play cards. my favorite card game is poker. i pretty much suck at though. i beat my boyfriend & his friends once…well, just one hand. are we talking about tarot cards? cause i’ve never played with those. i’ve seen people do it on tv & stuff. but never in person. oh well. cards…greeting cards. i love to spend an hour reading them. it’s fun
I really need a new deck of cards. I love playing the game Palace with cards because it’s easy but it still requires some strategy. If i had to pick one game to learn how to play it would be poker because my friends know how to play it and i dont so i cant join in on their games. most of my decks of cards have one card missing so i cant play with them.
I like funny cards. I hate sappy cards. Shopping for cards is enormously fun. Most people at my local Hallmark think I’m a raving lunatic since I stand their in the aisles laughing hysterically…and often singing along to the everyplaying medley of Neil Diamond hits.
My sister handed me the desk of Tarot cards, and I shuffled them, praying for a good reading.
“That’s most definitely enough,” my sister told me after I had spent almost a minute flipping through them.
Just be good, I thought. Be good.
cards shuffled
smoke rising
we peeked
over the railing
watching men
fathers husbands
laugh and drink
play and swear
it’s why we watched
until we nodded
off asleep
atop my book shelf lay a sea of heart-felt words you’ve sent me. from happy to sad, anger and love, you send me you in these cards above. i’ve dealt many while you’ve only dealt few, and i hope your cards are good to you; but always remember no matter the size, the game is the same in all cards throughout life.
I just bought many cards to call you, whenever you are. So I will use card by car, til I run out of cards and money, just to say hi and let you know that I love you and I miss you.
i like to play cards. crazy eights, go fish. everything. even making card houses. thats fun. i like to get my fourtune told with cards… and study with cue cards. nothing is more fun than playing with cards. do you want to play cards with me? what about the eight of hearts? i love it.
She sat on the floor of her bedroom with the box of birthday cards that she kept under her bed. She flipped through them, amazed at how far back some of them were dated. But it wasnt until she found the oldest one that her stomach dropped. A card that she’d never seen before, sent to her for her first birthday from her birth mother.
well now we’re just recycling prompts.
I like playing cards to waste time. It’s fun on almost any occasion, and is a great time. Play with your family, or friends. Laughter all around, so fun! You get competitive which makes it more fun, and you create memories.
reminds me of playing cards with my dad and step mom. how much they used to drink when i was with them. and that whole time my dad didnt understand that that isnt bonding with me.
Appreciation. Telling loved one how endearing they are. Gratitude. My sincerest condolences. Celebration. Gifts. Thoughts. How I feel about you. Fold. Four surfaced.
Playing cards are fun. But also sort of sad for me. Whenever I used to play cards with my mom when I was younger, she used to always get angry and frustrated at me and yell at me. But sometimes she was very nice to me while playing cards. It depends.
Cards can be given for special occasions– birthdays, anniversaries, celebration for anything.It can be made from a different types of papersThu
Tarot cards. An interesting thing. My mother says if I get a bad tarot reading, I’ll be afraid. I don’t think that’s true. i really like the idea of tarot cards, they’re fun. my friend logan practices wicca and has a good tarot deck. she asked me when my birthday is, so she could get me a good tarot deck. i don’t think she means that, which is okay, but i want to buy them. they
He went to the store with the intent to buy alcohol. He noticed the playing cards at the register and stopped. He remembered when his dad would take out the old deck and teach him how to play poker and war. Suddenly, he remembered why he gave up drinking in the first place. He had watched it kill his father’s dreams and he wasn’t about to let it kill his.
the birthday was a waste of space, like a chicken in a bathroom. There was really no point in celebrating a time when cards mean so much and years mean so little. I watched myself grow up from far away, everyday and nothing changed. Nothing moved, nothing. Changed.. Except the birthday cards.
I always liked to think about baseball cards. Not collect them, but think about them. I keep them in random places, and I’ll come across them when I clean out something or other. And I always like to think about the player. Maybe it was the first time I saw them play. Or some random game that I’ll always remember. And I always think about where they might be now. What they do now.
ich richte einen postkartenaltar für dich ein. und mein herz bleibt stehen. nicht aus eifersucht auf ihn. auf den jungen. sondern auf meine beste freundin. sie ist meine freundin.trotzdem liebe ich seine karten. er schreibt schöne karten. er ist ein guter mann. und es ist eine schande, dass ich mich nicht in ihn verlieben konnte. ich falle oft für andere. für die, die keine karten senden. dann muss ich über mich lachen.
He sent her flowers every month and wrote a card with each flower. What sweet, delicious words to hear from a boy that professes true, everlasting love to a girl. Now the cards scatter on the ground as forgotten memories drown them in time.
many cards dealt all at once like a curtain creased and flapping in the wind.
Holding the last hand in his digits, he played the Ace of Spades, praying that it was the right move. As the seconds ticked by, the announcer contemplated the results
A house or cards
Carefully built
By four hands two people
Reaching for the sky
One card at a time
the Structure we built
Trust
I trust you not to destroy
What we built
And you trust me
Not to send it tumbling to the ground
But it did
A pile
cards was so excited. people were actually taking him home.he couldnt wait to feel loved by his owners. to be held. to be caressed. to be cherished and loved. but after being played with for a while. cards felt used and battered.
The cards were all in my favor now. The pieces set in place. I made my final move, cutting across the board, sifting the cold dagger in my hand; I prepared to strike. This was my final shot. My last chance.. for revenge.
I stack the cards into a castle and then they come tumbling down all around me. I have shrunk to the size of an ant. All the foundations I have built have crumbled, as my castle crashes around me.
birthday, candles. memorials. flash cards and memory memorization of facts fifth grade history class A* A* *A College grades failure. My great grandmother birthday cake the lawn in my grandparents house where I used to play as a child. Floral party dresses. My siblings fam
cards in my hand. cards of the land. in the plan what i’ve heard. never ever seeing the word. keep my cards in my palm. never having all at all.
Queen of hearts you killed my love
All for you all for her.
She ask if you would give me diamonds
you killed the king and gave me spades.
I want my heart, can we trade?
playing, friends, family new year’s eve – happy, wonderful, grandma, joker, batman, math problems 48, diamonds,
Poker in the backroom jumping over rope and stumbling over stacks in the backseat of my car. Skeletons grabbing at your knob then finding something loud in the darkest place ever. Slide across the table then scream to the top of your lungs. Find something to love.
Every birthday I get a card from my dead great-grandmother. They are in Polish scrawl and need to be translated by the Slavic kids down here at the university. Fuckers overcharge me. I won’t get them done this year.
i played poker with cards in las vegas the other day. it wasn’t the best game i’d ever played. i lost 4999 dollars but on the up side i gaines 4 girls all at once in the same room that night. i’d say it was one of the better gifts of poker. the reason i lost money was the girls but hey at least i had a great time while doing em.
I like to play cards. There is 52 cards in a deck. My favorite card is the Queen. I also like the Ace. Rummy is my favorite card game. I also like to play War. I never learned how to play spades. Card tricks are fun. Solitaire is also a fun game to play.
my boyfriend and i sometimes play this card game called pimps and hoes, and for some reason, i always win and become his pimp.i love card games.it takes the focus off of all the new style video games.
I like recieving cards. I like sending cards. I like looking at them. I like postsecret. I didn’t get a card for valentines day. Didn’t make me very sad though. The cards in walmart aren’t that funny, I tend to go to target. Hallmark is too expensive. I like target. I think i’ll decorate my future apartment with stuff from target.
Business cards can say a lot about a person. The texture of the paper. The font, the color, even the scent. That is because cards are an extension of the owner. Variety is key. Being able to express oneself is the most critical thing in life. Even if it’s just using a business card.
AND SHE WAS PLAYING BLACKJACK WITH HIM IN THE CASINO UNDER THE STARS AND IT WAS GLORIOUS BECAUSE HE WAS AWESOME AND SHE HAD NO SHOES ON AND THERE WAS NO BLOOD WHATSO EVER BECAUSE THERE WAS NO BLACKJACK IN SPACE BEING PLAYED OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS SHIT I DON’T EVEN
Cards are a very common form of entertainment. From casual poker games to tarot card readings, humans have always enjoyed the simple little pieces of laminated paper. Why?
i like to play cards. my favorite card game is poker. i pretty much suck at though. i beat my boyfriend & his friends once…well, just one hand. are we talking about tarot cards? cause i’ve never played with those. i’ve seen people do it on tv & stuff. but never in person. oh well. cards…greeting cards. i love to spend an hour reading them. it’s fun
I really need a new deck of cards. I love playing the game Palace with cards because it’s easy but it still requires some strategy. If i had to pick one game to learn how to play it would be poker because my friends know how to play it and i dont so i cant join in on their games. most of my decks of cards have one card missing so i cant play with them.
I like funny cards. I hate sappy cards. Shopping for cards is enormously fun. Most people at my local Hallmark think I’m a raving lunatic since I stand their in the aisles laughing hysterically…and often singing along to the everyplaying medley of Neil Diamond hits.
My sister handed me the desk of Tarot cards, and I shuffled them, praying for a good reading.
“That’s most definitely enough,” my sister told me after I had spent almost a minute flipping through them.
Just be good, I thought. Be good.
cards shuffled
smoke rising
we peeked
over the railing
watching men
fathers husbands
laugh and drink
play and swear
it’s why we watched
until we nodded
off asleep
atop my book shelf lay a sea of heart-felt words you’ve sent me. from happy to sad, anger and love, you send me you in these cards above. i’ve dealt many while you’ve only dealt few, and i hope your cards are good to you; but always remember no matter the size, the game is the same in all cards throughout life.
I just bought many cards to call you, whenever you are. So I will use card by car, til I run out of cards and money, just to say hi and let you know that I love you and I miss you.
i like to play cards. crazy eights, go fish. everything. even making card houses. thats fun. i like to get my fourtune told with cards… and study with cue cards. nothing is more fun than playing with cards. do you want to play cards with me? what about the eight of hearts? i love it.
She sat on the floor of her bedroom with the box of birthday cards that she kept under her bed. She flipped through them, amazed at how far back some of them were dated. But it wasnt until she found the oldest one that her stomach dropped. A card that she’d never seen before, sent to her for her first birthday from her birth mother.