charge. charge card. i wish i had money. i wish i didn’t feel like a lazy fucking slob. if i had money i wouldn’t have to feel bad about mooching my parents’ money. they’re paying for my college, the least i could do is pay for my own food, or art supplies. and my roommate .. poor jess. i don’t even have the money to pay her back for my hair dye. ugh. i’m so sorry. i
battery electric wire robots jolt bringing people back to life charge appliances horses elephants stampede money credit cards plastic why do we have to keep going duh duh duh see the llamas and their yummy burning cows dying on the way to the bank and having a huge bull orgasm and then we went and bought the head of a calvary take it own the bitch cause he serves a sentence in jail don’t drop the soap and we’ll have play times where we’ll buy expensive shoes and a house where we’ll build lobster houses upon dinner and being a millionaire will add to my charity a hot stove will go through the brain and I think I’ve ran out of words I’m just trying to type as many things in my head as possible cats are sausages and static volts and shocks to the cat beeping on it’s way to the grocery store
Lead the brigade (the choice is yours).
Steal my card (it’s broken anyway).
Redline battery (counting down percentages).
“Bulls on Parade” (been thinking of you lately).
Sleep away the uncertainty (and life begins anew).
It’s time to take charge. My life can no longer be left in the hands of others. It’s time to leave these people behind, leave behind the people who’ve hurt me, who make me sick, who make me want to cry. I’m not myself when they’re there and I want them gone. But they never leave so I’ll do the leaving this time.
I charge when I play football it may be the best part about the sport because you get to knock someone on their butt and then laugh in their face once the whistle blows its to do it again.
Charge. Dont charge me for my love. Dont charge me for myhelp. Dont charge me for what I do. Dont charge me for what I say. Dont charge me for what I do. Dont chage me for the way I think and act. Dont. Just please dont charge me for this. </3
take heed and note, take flight, take wing
be ever so bold and brash and dare to sing
take charge of yourself, of your love, of your life
take charge and charge on, never bowing to strife
Her entire body felt like it was charged with a wild, heated energy. After that time, months and months and maybe years ago, after that time, she hadn’t been so sure she would find this again.
She’d certainly never expected to find it here – in this room she didn’t remember learning, in those sea-blue eyes in which she didn’t remember drowning, in those arms of the man she didn’t remember meeting or fucking or –
He charges me less at the store because of my face. He has a crush on me because of my face. He lets me screw up because of my face. I get farther and farther because of my appearance; farther and farther into a place I don’t want to be. Unnecessary judgment on my looks that take me nowhere. Why do people care about appearances when they say so little about a person?
a bull charging at a man with a red cape in Spain with a huge crowd around and the sun is shining and the crowd is going wild and there is confetti in the air and there are roses on the ground and children are laughing
she was charged with a heady energy that she’d never expected to feel again. after that time, now months and months and maybe even years ago, when she’d last loved, last needed with such a trembling desire – after that time, she’d never been sure if she would feel this again.
she’d never expected to find it here, in this bedroom she couldn’t remember learning, in sea-blue eyes in which she couldn’t remember drowning, in the arms of a man she didn’t remember meeting or fucking or –
there is something at the end of every shopping spree…a price to pay. There is a charge that goes with all good things. Also like lightning and being shocked on playgrounds as a child. murder is also something to be charged with.
Electric. Power. What keeps you going? What charges you up each day? Family, friends, tea, love: these are the things that charge me. These are the things that pick me up when I am down. These are the things that occasionally put me down. It’s a cycle. A beautiful cycle.
charge my phone. i probably should do that tonight. i do everynight htough. haha.
sometimes i wish someone else was incharge of my life. because then i wouldn’t have to be in control,and i wouldnt mess up , and less responsablity. i wouldn’t do the wrong thing. because i wouldn’t be the one making the choices. i think i just don’t want to grow up.
Charge is how the world is going to work in the future. Things need to be charged. You pay on a charge card. Charge your phone, charge your camera, charge your life, charge it to your credit card. Charge is the future.
Charge. I charge forward into the fiery red vastness of my anger. Tears bud at my eyes but my furious intellectualism push them back down to whence they came. I feel like a horse with hooves pounding, running at full tilt towards the sun, with no idea what to do when I get there. Maybe it’ll tell me what to do. Or maybe it’s an illusion that I have ascribed meaning to, in hopes that the answer does not lie within me. My hooves pounding beat reverberates in my brain.
“CHARGE!!” He yelled, running forward towards the army. Their group was small, but they held power together. He lit up his arms, grabbing the sword of a soldier. It quickly became white hot causing the man to drop it in surprise. He grabbed it quickly, plunging it into the soldier’s gut. They would win this battle, and win freedom for their people.
I climbed on the horse. It was hard work. The armor was heavy and it held me down. Andrew handed me the lance and I took it with a grunt. The muscles in my arm took the weight and I leveled it at the other rider, one thought in my mind as I spurred my horse into action, “Charge.”
i charge my phone never. it always runs on 2 battery cellls every 2 days. it’s amazing. my last phone you had to charge it everynight. blahblah i hate my phonethoguht. it sucks. :/ :/ :/
I NEED AN IPHONE LIKE NOW
jdshgsdglsgjsgjsdjldgjdsjg
i miss him
To take charge, to be a leader. Fuck it. Everyone wants to be on top. But, we can’t have 7 billion people trying to run the world. To attempt to exert control when you don’t naturally have that ability makes people I don’t like.
My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to beat its way out. I don’t know how it got so brave living in such a cowardly body. But it had always been ready to charge the gates while I lagged timidly behind. So I don’t know why I am so surprised that it managed to get me here, raising my hand to knock on the door I had tried so hard to stay away from.
My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to beat its way out. I don’t know how it got so brave living in such a cowardly body. But it had always been ready to charge the gates while I lagged timidly behind. So I don’t know why I am so surprised that it managed to get me here, raising my hand to knock on the door I tried so hard to stay away from.
Wow life can be complicated when you have charges by anybody, money sometimes can be treaky as the charges. No one would like to have charges in lifes. Not even from his friends. Is weard to have some of them yea is not nice
people hear the word charge and they instantly think authority, I do at least. Who is in charge? Who is going to tell where what to do and where to go? The problem with this is we assume someone else is in charge. Why can we not all be in charge? Take action with how we see the problem being solved.
and what he thought he knew about taking charge had all been wrong. it had just been a game. they had not entusted him with a large responsibility instead it had all been a rouse. he was on trial with not the smallest chance of defending himself.
She pulled out her best charge card and smiled as she added the jewelry to it. She loved shopping and she never looked back. So what if she couldn’t really afford it; this was the best thing that she did. She was good at it.
Take charge of your passions. Take charge of your destiny. Don’t charge too much to your credit card. Taking charge of of your own path will lead to your ultimate bliss.
charging along the electrical interstate
freedom of thought
ideas
exchange
nothing but differences now
pulses aside
the spark of the candle
burning
inside
Being in charge is very important to everyone. Even myself. When I’m in charge I feel like an actual living breathing person in the world who has something to do and tell you. For those brief moments, my feet feel the earth, my breath heats my throat, and the water in my eyes flow within me and flash to the world and proclaim: I am.
How do you stop and elephant from charging? Take away his credit cards, silly. Wish someone had taken mine before I got in debt so deep I’ll never get out. DON’T CHARGE, PAY CASH OR DO WITHOUT.
taking charge being a leader doing what you want knowing what you want and going for it charging money using credit charging bulls charging the battery on my cellphone is alwyas important taking charge of a situation being strong and independent
I am not afraid of you
Your red leathered fingernails
I will charge at you
Like a bull with horns so much greater than a tusk
I will burst into you
Like a kiss with no end and a bite with no pause
I will tear you apart
You stand there as if the last time we touched you were sleeping
As if the last time you fucked me, I was dreaming
I am not afraid of you
Because I will charge into you, I promise
Oh, I promise you will not forget me
Because I am not afraid of you
You took so much out of me that the freckles that were once so dark
Are now fading
And my arms that were once so strong are weakening
I am not afraid of you
I will plant my hooves into this ground
And whip the flies off my back with my bristled hair
I am not afraid of you
i need to take charge of my life and figure out where I’m going to go from here with it. it will be hard but i can do it. i just need to figure out what i want and where I’m headed. lets see what happens
charge. charge card. i wish i had money. i wish i didn’t feel like a lazy fucking slob. if i had money i wouldn’t have to feel bad about mooching my parents’ money. they’re paying for my college, the least i could do is pay for my own food, or art supplies. and my roommate .. poor jess. i don’t even have the money to pay her back for my hair dye. ugh. i’m so sorry. i
battery electric wire robots jolt bringing people back to life charge appliances horses elephants stampede money credit cards plastic why do we have to keep going duh duh duh see the llamas and their yummy burning cows dying on the way to the bank and having a huge bull orgasm and then we went and bought the head of a calvary take it own the bitch cause he serves a sentence in jail don’t drop the soap and we’ll have play times where we’ll buy expensive shoes and a house where we’ll build lobster houses upon dinner and being a millionaire will add to my charity a hot stove will go through the brain and I think I’ve ran out of words I’m just trying to type as many things in my head as possible cats are sausages and static volts and shocks to the cat beeping on it’s way to the grocery store
Lead the brigade (the choice is yours).
Steal my card (it’s broken anyway).
Redline battery (counting down percentages).
“Bulls on Parade” (been thinking of you lately).
Sleep away the uncertainty (and life begins anew).
It’s time to take charge. My life can no longer be left in the hands of others. It’s time to leave these people behind, leave behind the people who’ve hurt me, who make me sick, who make me want to cry. I’m not myself when they’re there and I want them gone. But they never leave so I’ll do the leaving this time.
I charge when I play football it may be the best part about the sport because you get to knock someone on their butt and then laugh in their face once the whistle blows its to do it again.
Charge. Dont charge me for my love. Dont charge me for myhelp. Dont charge me for what I do. Dont charge me for what I say. Dont charge me for what I do. Dont chage me for the way I think and act. Dont. Just please dont charge me for this. </3
Hmm. Charge. Charge!! To charge or not to charge. That is the question. :D
take heed and note, take flight, take wing
be ever so bold and brash and dare to sing
take charge of yourself, of your love, of your life
take charge and charge on, never bowing to strife
Her entire body felt like it was charged with a wild, heated energy. After that time, months and months and maybe years ago, after that time, she hadn’t been so sure she would find this again.
She’d certainly never expected to find it here – in this room she didn’t remember learning, in those sea-blue eyes in which she didn’t remember drowning, in those arms of the man she didn’t remember meeting or fucking or –
He charges me less at the store because of my face. He has a crush on me because of my face. He lets me screw up because of my face. I get farther and farther because of my appearance; farther and farther into a place I don’t want to be. Unnecessary judgment on my looks that take me nowhere. Why do people care about appearances when they say so little about a person?
a bull charging at a man with a red cape in Spain with a huge crowd around and the sun is shining and the crowd is going wild and there is confetti in the air and there are roses on the ground and children are laughing
she was charged with a heady energy that she’d never expected to feel again. after that time, now months and months and maybe even years ago, when she’d last loved, last needed with such a trembling desire – after that time, she’d never been sure if she would feel this again.
she’d never expected to find it here, in this bedroom she couldn’t remember learning, in sea-blue eyes in which she couldn’t remember drowning, in the arms of a man she didn’t remember meeting or fucking or –
there is something at the end of every shopping spree…a price to pay. There is a charge that goes with all good things. Also like lightning and being shocked on playgrounds as a child. murder is also something to be charged with.
Electric. Power. What keeps you going? What charges you up each day? Family, friends, tea, love: these are the things that charge me. These are the things that pick me up when I am down. These are the things that occasionally put me down. It’s a cycle. A beautiful cycle.
charge my phone. i probably should do that tonight. i do everynight htough. haha.
sometimes i wish someone else was incharge of my life. because then i wouldn’t have to be in control,and i wouldnt mess up , and less responsablity. i wouldn’t do the wrong thing. because i wouldn’t be the one making the choices. i think i just don’t want to grow up.
Charge is how the world is going to work in the future. Things need to be charged. You pay on a charge card. Charge your phone, charge your camera, charge your life, charge it to your credit card. Charge is the future.
Take charge
Do what we should
Do what we want
It’s always good
Take charge
Our chance to take over
We can be ourselves
It’s better now
Take charge
Nothing will come to an end
We’ll always stay the same
And so will our friends
Take charge
Charge. . . you cannot charge a dying soul his worth.
Charge. I charge forward into the fiery red vastness of my anger. Tears bud at my eyes but my furious intellectualism push them back down to whence they came. I feel like a horse with hooves pounding, running at full tilt towards the sun, with no idea what to do when I get there. Maybe it’ll tell me what to do. Or maybe it’s an illusion that I have ascribed meaning to, in hopes that the answer does not lie within me. My hooves pounding beat reverberates in my brain.
“CHARGE!!” He yelled, running forward towards the army. Their group was small, but they held power together. He lit up his arms, grabbing the sword of a soldier. It quickly became white hot causing the man to drop it in surprise. He grabbed it quickly, plunging it into the soldier’s gut. They would win this battle, and win freedom for their people.
I climbed on the horse. It was hard work. The armor was heavy and it held me down. Andrew handed me the lance and I took it with a grunt. The muscles in my arm took the weight and I leveled it at the other rider, one thought in my mind as I spurred my horse into action, “Charge.”
Charge: To lead the way. To ask for payment. To take control. To re-engergise. To be wide and excited. To run and push and ram forward. Charge!
i charge my phone never. it always runs on 2 battery cellls every 2 days. it’s amazing. my last phone you had to charge it everynight. blahblah i hate my phonethoguht. it sucks. :/ :/ :/
I NEED AN IPHONE LIKE NOW
jdshgsdglsgjsgjsdjldgjdsjg
i miss him
To take charge, to be a leader. Fuck it. Everyone wants to be on top. But, we can’t have 7 billion people trying to run the world. To attempt to exert control when you don’t naturally have that ability makes people I don’t like.
My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to beat its way out. I don’t know how it got so brave living in such a cowardly body. But it had always been ready to charge the gates while I lagged timidly behind. So I don’t know why I am so surprised that it managed to get me here, raising my hand to knock on the door I had tried so hard to stay away from.
My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to beat its way out. I don’t know how it got so brave living in such a cowardly body. But it had always been ready to charge the gates while I lagged timidly behind. So I don’t know why I am so surprised that it managed to get me here, raising my hand to knock on the door I tried so hard to stay away from.
Wow life can be complicated when you have charges by anybody, money sometimes can be treaky as the charges. No one would like to have charges in lifes. Not even from his friends. Is weard to have some of them yea is not nice
“Charge me up,” he said, “or else I will not last for the whole day’s battle.” Obligingly, his friend, Thomas, plugged him into the Source.
people hear the word charge and they instantly think authority, I do at least. Who is in charge? Who is going to tell where what to do and where to go? The problem with this is we assume someone else is in charge. Why can we not all be in charge? Take action with how we see the problem being solved.
and what he thought he knew about taking charge had all been wrong. it had just been a game. they had not entusted him with a large responsibility instead it had all been a rouse. he was on trial with not the smallest chance of defending himself.
She pulled out her best charge card and smiled as she added the jewelry to it. She loved shopping and she never looked back. So what if she couldn’t really afford it; this was the best thing that she did. She was good at it.
Take charge of your passions. Take charge of your destiny. Don’t charge too much to your credit card. Taking charge of of your own path will lead to your ultimate bliss.
charging along the electrical interstate
freedom of thought
ideas
exchange
nothing but differences now
pulses aside
the spark of the candle
burning
inside
if we take charge of the world, it will be ours. No one would be able to lead us. Only us… We are the new generation. We are it.
Being in charge is very important to everyone. Even myself. When I’m in charge I feel like an actual living breathing person in the world who has something to do and tell you. For those brief moments, my feet feel the earth, my breath heats my throat, and the water in my eyes flow within me and flash to the world and proclaim: I am.
Take charge
Grab hold of the world around you and you,
you will be able to create.
take charge of yourself.
How do you stop and elephant from charging? Take away his credit cards, silly. Wish someone had taken mine before I got in debt so deep I’ll never get out. DON’T CHARGE, PAY CASH OR DO WITHOUT.
taking charge being a leader doing what you want knowing what you want and going for it charging money using credit charging bulls charging the battery on my cellphone is alwyas important taking charge of a situation being strong and independent
Take charge of your own ideas before they appear with credit to another.
I am not afraid of you
Your red leathered fingernails
I will charge at you
Like a bull with horns so much greater than a tusk
I will burst into you
Like a kiss with no end and a bite with no pause
I will tear you apart
You stand there as if the last time we touched you were sleeping
As if the last time you fucked me, I was dreaming
I am not afraid of you
Because I will charge into you, I promise
Oh, I promise you will not forget me
Because I am not afraid of you
You took so much out of me that the freckles that were once so dark
Are now fading
And my arms that were once so strong are weakening
I am not afraid of you
I will plant my hooves into this ground
And whip the flies off my back with my bristled hair
I am not afraid of you
i need to take charge of my life and figure out where I’m going to go from here with it. it will be hard but i can do it. i just need to figure out what i want and where I’m headed. lets see what happens