A new movie just came out Clash of the Titans, I dont understand why they would call it that. I mean a clash is somthing that just doesnt fit together in my opinion and titans are brawly people they wouldnt just clash they would demolish.
clash is a band. that i have never heard. which makes me think that maybe i should get a better taste in music that what i currently listen to. but if i like the music i listen to, why should i change it? so maybe i shouldnt listen to the clash because god dammit i freakin like miley cyrus.
There it was, a line that ought to be crossed, oversimplifying and unable to reach the obvious compromise. Angry letters, angry mouths, shouting, and tired, tired of this conflict.
the clash between good and evil is never as simple as it seems. there is no telling of today’s hero’s are tomorrows villains, in the end one can’t help but think, are there really such things as good and evil?
clash
wasn’t that a name for a band?
clash is when two thigs crash into each other
it’s raining outside
the rain is clashing against the asphalt
COUCOU
it’s almost over,
and I have never had anything to write…
the clash is a really great band. i wonder whythey called it the clash though? do they clash w/ eachother or because they clash w/ society? hm. also, i think that people clash oftentimes. i don’t really know how anyone could not clash. i wonder if most people are good at holding their thoughts in, and i am not?
of the titans. Never seen it. Clash punk rock. not my favorite though. rock the cashbah.. should I stay or should I go. I should go. Staying ugh that’s where the trouble comes in.
explode in fluid and color with grinding metal. pain but liberation, and suddenly there’s no one around but me. i have endless territory before me, and color swirling into black behind me..
Personalities clash. All the time. Everday. It all depends on the people you associate yourself with. I’m lucky to have found people that I can relate to and not clash with. :)
When two colors clash, it’s like a battle. Not of light and dark or yin and yang, but of other things like personalities or acceptance. It’s always interesting to see when these things happen and it always turns out different.
I rally hate for the colors I wear to clash. I dont like when my personlaity clashes with another person because Im really easy to get along with. I consider myself a people person.
I cannot stand colors that clash. There is something that is deeply ingrained in me that cringes at the very thought. Red. Hot pink. Yuck. Putrid. Cringe. Color coordinated.
things crash against each other like opinions, colors, and attitudes. like my sister and i when trying to agree upon anything. clash doesn’t really have a happy connotation to me and i would prefer to avoid any conversation that might result in clashing, for some reason i never am right and i am always made to look stupid. it is a good band though the clash is fun if you don’t listen to the instruments. i believe thats where they got their name the tones and notes clashing with one another.
it is an altercation.
Hurt feelings.
When adversaries meet.
it is when there’s a disagreement.
whether personally.
or in color of clothing.
either way it
doesn’t get along.
what? this was the word yesterday. why is it the word today? i came here all excited to see what the word was and now i feel like i was cheated. this is completely and totally unfair. i am so irritated that its the same word–couldn’t oneword have changed it?! agh.
I clash with others everyday. The goal is to dance smoothly without touching someone else but I always touch someone else. No one understands why but everybody must get better at understanding clashes.
The titans have never lost any battle. This situation was new and no single one of them knew the meaning of anything anymore. As water in the sun all believes faded away and freedom was born.
The clash of the two lions was inevitable as the crowd poured throughthe entrance to the circus tent. the lions stared at each other knowing that each was about to pounce. In fights like these one could die. but so many people around, families with little kids. No one should have to witness such a brutle clash pf beautiful animals.
when I walked into the room, steven was standing there with a pair of boxers in his hand. I looked at them an instantly knew they weren’t mine, and they weren’t his. A look of fury burned in his eyes.
The Clash empowers me with every song. I think about revolution, rebellion, and change. Thinking for ourselves is the ultimate power…It is what has marked history with strokes of greatness.
Te two were perfectly matched. Black and white, angel and demon. they soared and every tme they collided there was a splash of scarlet. they were both going to die here, but they would both go down gnashing their teeth.
The culture clash was too great for Lizzie to bear. It was like her very soul was being suffocated each time she had to spend days on end with the disgusting, base people in her department. Soon she would break free. It was a matter of changing her perspective and her environment.
When he and i moved in with one another, everyone said we were bound to clash. Me, with my tendencies to be a complete mess, and him with his anal ocd ways, they said we could never live together. But we did. for seven years, until the day he died.
The car clash with four trees because he had to stop and the driver did not do it. The people felt scared but at the same time they started to laugh because they did not what to do when they got out of the car.
The Clash is a band a noise a clash of titans Greek epic scale battle clash of feelings resistance cymbals London’s calling you better rock the casbah a sound a feeling an outcome from movement.
Her outfit was hideous. Rainbow leggings, purple skirt, blue shirt with clouds on it. Her hair was teased, with a red ribbon clipped in at the top. She wore neon colored Nike high tops, and a cassette, strung on beads, hung from her neck. She clashed in the crowd of people rushing trying to get to where they needed to be. But she stood in the midst of all the chaos, and rested. She knew that if she had to be somewhere, anywhere, it was where she was at that point in time. The clashed, rainbow girl knew she belonged here.
The first thing that comes to mind is Clash of the Titans which was really stupid but fascinating in it’s own right. I think my shirt clashes with my pants today but I don’t have enough energy as a single mom to care about it.
the debt that was bestoyd was too much. no one knew that it would be like this. the clash of winds brought a change. before anyone knew it, spring had came.
The girl was walking around the mall with the worst clothes on. we all felt sooo bad for her. her skirt and her sweater clash so much. ” i think she is poor”. my friend Steph said.
colors colide. things fade in time, but togather we much work to combine the differences and make thing work . while on the surface we dont match beneath we are the same.
The tires screeched. Jimmy flew out the windshield, for he did not put his seatbelt on. The sound of the clash between the puny MMW 1 series against the massive Hummer was loud and metallic
A new movie just came out Clash of the Titans, I dont understand why they would call it that. I mean a clash is somthing that just doesnt fit together in my opinion and titans are brawly people they wouldnt just clash they would demolish.
clash is a band. that i have never heard. which makes me think that maybe i should get a better taste in music that what i currently listen to. but if i like the music i listen to, why should i change it? so maybe i shouldnt listen to the clash because god dammit i freakin like miley cyrus.
A clash is two forces that repel one another, like a magnet. Colors clash, as do titans.
There it was, a line that ought to be crossed, oversimplifying and unable to reach the obvious compromise. Angry letters, angry mouths, shouting, and tired, tired of this conflict.
the clash between good and evil is never as simple as it seems. there is no telling of today’s hero’s are tomorrows villains, in the end one can’t help but think, are there really such things as good and evil?
clash
wasn’t that a name for a band?
clash is when two thigs crash into each other
it’s raining outside
the rain is clashing against the asphalt
COUCOU
it’s almost over,
and I have never had anything to write…
clash
the clash is a really great band. i wonder whythey called it the clash though? do they clash w/ eachother or because they clash w/ society? hm. also, i think that people clash oftentimes. i don’t really know how anyone could not clash. i wonder if most people are good at holding their thoughts in, and i am not?
of the titans. Never seen it. Clash punk rock. not my favorite though. rock the cashbah.. should I stay or should I go. I should go. Staying ugh that’s where the trouble comes in.
explode in fluid and color with grinding metal. pain but liberation, and suddenly there’s no one around but me. i have endless territory before me, and color swirling into black behind me..
We haven’t met, so how could we know we would clash with our personalities yet? We didn’t know.
Personalities clash. All the time. Everday. It all depends on the people you associate yourself with. I’m lucky to have found people that I can relate to and not clash with. :)
When two colors clash, it’s like a battle. Not of light and dark or yin and yang, but of other things like personalities or acceptance. It’s always interesting to see when these things happen and it always turns out different.
I rally hate for the colors I wear to clash. I dont like when my personlaity clashes with another person because Im really easy to get along with. I consider myself a people person.
should i stay or should i go titans? Our cultures are so, different, rocks, heads.
clash of the titans a stupid movie I really don’t want to see! I think it’s for macho’s who think they are cool so they go see clash of the titans!…
I cannot stand colors that clash. There is something that is deeply ingrained in me that cringes at the very thought. Red. Hot pink. Yuck. Putrid. Cringe. Color coordinated.
things crash against each other like opinions, colors, and attitudes. like my sister and i when trying to agree upon anything. clash doesn’t really have a happy connotation to me and i would prefer to avoid any conversation that might result in clashing, for some reason i never am right and i am always made to look stupid. it is a good band though the clash is fun if you don’t listen to the instruments. i believe thats where they got their name the tones and notes clashing with one another.
it is an altercation.
Hurt feelings.
When adversaries meet.
it is when there’s a disagreement.
whether personally.
or in color of clothing.
either way it
doesn’t get along.
what? this was the word yesterday. why is it the word today? i came here all excited to see what the word was and now i feel like i was cheated. this is completely and totally unfair. i am so irritated that its the same word–couldn’t oneword have changed it?! agh.
swords. Metal on metal. Sparks fly and vibrations ripple through. Anger from both sides, invisible yet oh so there. So this is what clamorous means.
I clash with others everyday. The goal is to dance smoothly without touching someone else but I always touch someone else. No one understands why but everybody must get better at understanding clashes.
The titans have never lost any battle. This situation was new and no single one of them knew the meaning of anything anymore. As water in the sun all believes faded away and freedom was born.
The clash of the two lions was inevitable as the crowd poured throughthe entrance to the circus tent. the lions stared at each other knowing that each was about to pounce. In fights like these one could die. but so many people around, families with little kids. No one should have to witness such a brutle clash pf beautiful animals.
when I walked into the room, steven was standing there with a pair of boxers in his hand. I looked at them an instantly knew they weren’t mine, and they weren’t his. A look of fury burned in his eyes.
The Clash empowers me with every song. I think about revolution, rebellion, and change. Thinking for ourselves is the ultimate power…It is what has marked history with strokes of greatness.
Te two were perfectly matched. Black and white, angel and demon. they soared and every tme they collided there was a splash of scarlet. they were both going to die here, but they would both go down gnashing their teeth.
The culture clash was too great for Lizzie to bear. It was like her very soul was being suffocated each time she had to spend days on end with the disgusting, base people in her department. Soon she would break free. It was a matter of changing her perspective and her environment.
When he and i moved in with one another, everyone said we were bound to clash. Me, with my tendencies to be a complete mess, and him with his anal ocd ways, they said we could never live together. But we did. for seven years, until the day he died.
The car clash with four trees because he had to stop and the driver did not do it. The people felt scared but at the same time they started to laugh because they did not what to do when they got out of the car.
The clash.
Should I Stay or Should I Go.
Calling a London Calling…
Her voice.
Beckoning.
The Clash is a band a noise a clash of titans Greek epic scale battle clash of feelings resistance cymbals London’s calling you better rock the casbah a sound a feeling an outcome from movement.
Her outfit was hideous. Rainbow leggings, purple skirt, blue shirt with clouds on it. Her hair was teased, with a red ribbon clipped in at the top. She wore neon colored Nike high tops, and a cassette, strung on beads, hung from her neck. She clashed in the crowd of people rushing trying to get to where they needed to be. But she stood in the midst of all the chaos, and rested. She knew that if she had to be somewhere, anywhere, it was where she was at that point in time. The clashed, rainbow girl knew she belonged here.
The first thing that comes to mind is Clash of the Titans which was really stupid but fascinating in it’s own right. I think my shirt clashes with my pants today but I don’t have enough energy as a single mom to care about it.
When things don’t go together. Like when a top doesn’t go with the bottom.
the debt that was bestoyd was too much. no one knew that it would be like this. the clash of winds brought a change. before anyone knew it, spring had came.
The girl was walking around the mall with the worst clothes on. we all felt sooo bad for her. her skirt and her sweater clash so much. ” i think she is poor”. my friend Steph said.
colors colide. things fade in time, but togather we much work to combine the differences and make thing work . while on the surface we dont match beneath we are the same.
The tires screeched. Jimmy flew out the windshield, for he did not put his seatbelt on. The sound of the clash between the puny MMW 1 series against the massive Hummer was loud and metallic
of the titans. fight. argue. onomonapaeia. metallic sounds. swords. clang. rhymes with lash flash smash brash ash
angry battles break into action
pouring over fields
swords of silver clash like thunder