Last night I was with my girlfriend looking up at the sky. It was late. The stars were so beautiful up there. Then two or three of them decided to clash. Then it was morning.
Clash. That’s what I feel time is like. My timing has never been great; I always seem to end up doing or finding things at the wrong time. Is my timing ever going to match up? Am I ever going to fall in love at the right time, with the right person? Or am I fated to clash forever?
out of all the clashes i ever had in my life the one i regret the most is the one with my all time best friend who i used to date. I still feel bad for her and myself that we arent friends anymore.
a clash when the water hit the rocks, everything flew thru her head, her life her past and the child she could not give birth to nothing had been as it should
clash
cash is a clash
when two minds
fight over one right
rights,
who has the might to stand up for might
what clash could be worth it
what fight could b
the clash is a band from england with some pretty good songs, also a clash could be a philisophical boom of ideas lol, or a dissagreement
a striking problem
a cabooom
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
It was more than the fact that she couldn’t match her clothes and purple clashed horribly with that shade of blue, it was more the fact that it looked like she rolled out of bed everyday and came to school in her pajamas that bothered me.
Clash of the Titans.. Gods & Goddesses of mythology clash against the truth of our Lord.. Misunderstood i assume, Man must create their own versions. But who really knows the truth.. Only our God.. Our God & I that is. Peace
it was christmas eve and a little girl was sleeping and eagerly awaiting christmas morning. she awoke as she heard a clash and a crash on her roof! she knew it had to be santa bringing her presents on the sleigh. she ran out of bed and hurried outside to peek at santa in the sleigh.
you squeeze my head between your hands and when you kiss me, I feel like you are trying to push my temples in, make my skull collapse and my brains ooze out so then you can suck up all my most important parts in a slurping french kiss on a dark sidewalk where the city looks on and I miss my train.
And as the two began to talk politically, their differing opinions began to clash. She sat there thinking, “This will never be able to work out between us.” He sat there thinking, “she’ll change.”
We clashed often and we clashed hard, our personalities were like fire and ice, there was very little common bond and yet we were bound together by blood. It was a difficult relationship at best.
The sword clashed with the the spear, and the sun rose above the battlefield of a thousand men. The king looked down upon the many dead and he shed a single tear for those fallen.
clash of the titans was a popular movie back in the day. it’s also the name of a totally awesome group from the 80’s. you can also clash with other people’s personalities that don’t mesh with yours.
in that instant everything froze. the clash of their two worlds sealed everything in a burning ice. she couldnt breathe, blink, her chest hollowed as his eyes widened. it was a catastrophe, a moment of pure and utter thoughtless chaos. what was she supposed to do next? move, run, breathe, in, out, turn, back, stop, run?
clashing with the cars that go by, why is there a person standing in the middle of the road. all i want is to be happy with what i have, but i continuously think about you and what you’re worth and my mind goes blank… my heard goes blank… my soul goes blank… because there you are in the middle of the road…
where you float and your feet are always powder, where there is no uncomfortable underwear, where clean winds lift those white curves, where words mean more and you never have to sleep to waste the day.
i’ve been looking for a wicked puzzle under the rainy day couch where i find nothing but cat hair and sometimes pennies
it’ll be nice when spring time comes sending winter in one thick rolling vibration of displacement condensed and heavy back into the freezer with the armoire wa wa where my grandfather once said it went when we first visited sweet melodies
A band, a word, a crash, a symbol. A cymbal it all clashes, the colors on the screen clash. The thoughts in my mind clash together and formulate into ideas and a greater knowledge.
When I first saw you, your heart clashed into mine. It was amazing. I cannot explain it any further than that. Now that you’re gone, it’s like you’ve removed yourself. There’s battle scars. I miss you.
I hate trying to match clothes when I wake up in the morning. I never can remember which colors clash with each other and which don’t. In the end I just end up wearing whatever is still clean from yesterday. Anyway, it’s relatable to life as there are somethings that are just better off not mixed together
the clash of a car as it hits another. the clash of the lives that crash creates. the clash of reality that it could happen to anybody. the clash of personalities a simple conversation can create. life is a clash. its the decision of whether you choose to pick up the pieces, or make something new out of them.
attack clash of the titans crash together big bang head on collision bumping into one another ouch painful bandaids medical attention crash to drop something clatter clutter the sound that
This is a ska band, that inspired so much music from when it came out to even now. They influenced almost everything from rock to reggae. This is also a word that can be used to describe the disagreement of colors.
in my brain, it’s you and him. you’re not physically fighting. you’re not emotionally fighting. each of you are tugging on my heart strings, grabbing at muscle and sinew and ripping in both directions until i feel as if every tendon of my poor, dysfunctional heart is strung out across the continent. alaska to new york.
clash rhymes with crash. crash into me baby. just because two people clash doesn’t mean they can’t, won’t, or don’t have the potential to crash together in an utterly beautiful and extraordinary way.
The clash between the neighbors was epic. Johnston took out Mr. Adams car with a baseball bat. What started it was Mr. Johnston, of course. She was too pretty for her own good… or at least the good of her husband.
of the titans was a great movie. although I had never seen it, nor have I heard that MUCH about it. XD well, it apparently had terrible mythology ideas. apparently, perceus didn’t fight the kracken? or did he. Well, I’d have no idea. Anyway, This is interesting
clash day, the one day when you can not follow society
every other day you have to dress nicely but clash day you dont
also was my freshman year password
I feel like that is about people. Relationships, families, personalities. I clash with a lot of people because I am hard to get along with sometimes. It sucks. I wish I had an easier personality sometimes.
we bang against the walls our thoughts and passions
we clash but never break
Last night I was with my girlfriend looking up at the sky. It was late. The stars were so beautiful up there. Then two or three of them decided to clash. Then it was morning.
They don’t fit.
They won’t mesh.
He won’t let up.
She won’t back down.
Isn’t it possible they don’t clash? They’re just so alike.
Steel rang out, blades and men alike clashing on the field of battle. Gods and men warred with one another, their fighting fierce.
clash. clash. clash. i thought about our bodies. clashing.
clashing into one. by force. by love. by nothing but lust.
clash.
1clash = Colliding Levels Attributing Semantic Hubris
Clash. That’s what I feel time is like. My timing has never been great; I always seem to end up doing or finding things at the wrong time. Is my timing ever going to match up? Am I ever going to fall in love at the right time, with the right person? Or am I fated to clash forever?
out of all the clashes i ever had in my life the one i regret the most is the one with my all time best friend who i used to date. I still feel bad for her and myself that we arent friends anymore.
a clash when the water hit the rocks, everything flew thru her head, her life her past and the child she could not give birth to nothing had been as it should
clash
cash is a clash
when two minds
fight over one right
rights,
who has the might to stand up for might
what clash could be worth it
what fight could b
The Titans are ready for battle. Flails swinging, armour clanging, spear waving. They are ready.
the clash is a band from england with some pretty good songs, also a clash could be a philisophical boom of ideas lol, or a dissagreement
a striking problem
a cabooom
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
oh jeeze
they came over the mountains
many many ready for a clash
of titans
they were huge and mean
they were ready to dash
they were making a splash
It was more than the fact that she couldn’t match her clothes and purple clashed horribly with that shade of blue, it was more the fact that it looked like she rolled out of bed everyday and came to school in her pajamas that bothered me.
clash
crash
into me
into you
bumpbump
sorry about that
sorry for this
making a massacre
Clash of the Titans.. Gods & Goddesses of mythology clash against the truth of our Lord.. Misunderstood i assume, Man must create their own versions. But who really knows the truth.. Only our God.. Our God & I that is. Peace
it was christmas eve and a little girl was sleeping and eagerly awaiting christmas morning. she awoke as she heard a clash and a crash on her roof! she knew it had to be santa bringing her presents on the sleigh. she ran out of bed and hurried outside to peek at santa in the sleigh.
you squeeze my head between your hands and when you kiss me, I feel like you are trying to push my temples in, make my skull collapse and my brains ooze out so then you can suck up all my most important parts in a slurping french kiss on a dark sidewalk where the city looks on and I miss my train.
The clash of street and scrap metal, sparks of fire, tires screaming around the parkway.
And as the two began to talk politically, their differing opinions began to clash. She sat there thinking, “This will never be able to work out between us.” He sat there thinking, “she’ll change.”
We clashed often and we clashed hard, our personalities were like fire and ice, there was very little common bond and yet we were bound together by blood. It was a difficult relationship at best.
The sword clashed with the the spear, and the sun rose above the battlefield of a thousand men. The king looked down upon the many dead and he shed a single tear for those fallen.
clash of the titans was a popular movie back in the day. it’s also the name of a totally awesome group from the 80’s. you can also clash with other people’s personalities that don’t mesh with yours.
i clashed so hard into the wall , school is ending too fast, i don’t want to clash again. But i might.
in that instant everything froze. the clash of their two worlds sealed everything in a burning ice. she couldnt breathe, blink, her chest hollowed as his eyes widened. it was a catastrophe, a moment of pure and utter thoughtless chaos. what was she supposed to do next? move, run, breathe, in, out, turn, back, stop, run?
“The Clash is a British band. I don’t really enjoy the songs that I’ve heard, but there’s always a possibility that what I’ve heard wasn’t their best”
“Why do you have to be so boring all the time?”
“… I hate you”
clashing with the cars that go by, why is there a person standing in the middle of the road. all i want is to be happy with what i have, but i continuously think about you and what you’re worth and my mind goes blank… my heard goes blank… my soul goes blank… because there you are in the middle of the road…
where you float and your feet are always powder, where there is no uncomfortable underwear, where clean winds lift those white curves, where words mean more and you never have to sleep to waste the day.
i’ve been looking for a wicked puzzle under the rainy day couch where i find nothing but cat hair and sometimes pennies
it’ll be nice when spring time comes sending winter in one thick rolling vibration of displacement condensed and heavy back into the freezer with the armoire wa wa where my grandfather once said it went when we first visited sweet melodies
A band, a word, a crash, a symbol. A cymbal it all clashes, the colors on the screen clash. The thoughts in my mind clash together and formulate into ideas and a greater knowledge.
When I first saw you, your heart clashed into mine. It was amazing. I cannot explain it any further than that. Now that you’re gone, it’s like you’ve removed yourself. There’s battle scars. I miss you.
I hate trying to match clothes when I wake up in the morning. I never can remember which colors clash with each other and which don’t. In the end I just end up wearing whatever is still clean from yesterday. Anyway, it’s relatable to life as there are somethings that are just better off not mixed together
the clash of a car as it hits another. the clash of the lives that crash creates. the clash of reality that it could happen to anybody. the clash of personalities a simple conversation can create. life is a clash. its the decision of whether you choose to pick up the pieces, or make something new out of them.
attack clash of the titans crash together big bang head on collision bumping into one another ouch painful bandaids medical attention crash to drop something clatter clutter the sound that
This is a ska band, that inspired so much music from when it came out to even now. They influenced almost everything from rock to reggae. This is also a word that can be used to describe the disagreement of colors.
in my brain, it’s you and him. you’re not physically fighting. you’re not emotionally fighting. each of you are tugging on my heart strings, grabbing at muscle and sinew and ripping in both directions until i feel as if every tendon of my poor, dysfunctional heart is strung out across the continent. alaska to new york.
clash rhymes with crash. crash into me baby. just because two people clash doesn’t mean they can’t, won’t, or don’t have the potential to crash together in an utterly beautiful and extraordinary way.
The clash between the neighbors was epic. Johnston took out Mr. Adams car with a baseball bat. What started it was Mr. Johnston, of course. She was too pretty for her own good… or at least the good of her husband.
of the titans was a great movie. although I had never seen it, nor have I heard that MUCH about it. XD well, it apparently had terrible mythology ideas. apparently, perceus didn’t fight the kracken? or did he. Well, I’d have no idea. Anyway, This is interesting
clash day, the one day when you can not follow society
every other day you have to dress nicely but clash day you dont
also was my freshman year password
I feel like that is about people. Relationships, families, personalities. I clash with a lot of people because I am hard to get along with sometimes. It sucks. I wish I had an easier personality sometimes.