I cried when my dog ran away. I kept asking every neighbor, “Have you seen the small white dog with the bright blue collar?” Saddened faces and heads shaking turned me away, onward in my seemingly endless search.
My dog Tundra, a Siberian Husky, used to have a red canvas-y collar. It matched one of his first leashes, although we quickly traded in the six-footer for a longer flex leash when we realized, he’s a Husky, and, well Huskies – they run.
I read the word collar on oneword.com and I didn’t really think about what I was writing as I began to write and in turn I ended up spouting a lot of verbal diarrea. I can’t shut my brain off so that I can write without thinking, it’s just impossible. So I just put down the first thing that ends up coming to mind.
A collar is something that is worn around the neck and is often seen as a means of ownership or even slavery. A collar can also mean that it is the part around the neck of a shirt, an ownership object of identifaction on pets and it can even be something that you use as a restraint in conjucuntion with it.
Ring around the collar? Lipstick on the collar? Why is it that in movies, lipstick always means affairs? I think it’s usually finding used condoms or secret emails that points to affairs? How the hell would lipstick get on a collar in the first place? Who kisses collars?
I love collars. They often make me think of animals that are owned by humans, such as a cat or dog. Mostly I would consider a dog to be more useful for collars. A cat would never really do anything with a collar.
My white collar was filled with the blood dripping down from my head. I was hit by a tea pot and it is a painfully sad memory. Something I have forgotten until I saw this……
“What does it feel like?” He asked, eyeing me carefully.
The leather was firm against my neck. I turned to him, eyes turned down and averted from his face and smiled for the first time since I could remember.
This is a collar, it is usually found on a shirt. I have to wear collar shirts to work as it is more formal than non-collar shirts. Blue collar workers are richer than non-blue collared workers.
You’re collar is your most appreciate object in the universe. It is a type of matter which blinds your necks and emphasizes your face. Which is a good thing for representating… I think I wrote representating wrong. I am dutch that’s why.
It is on my neck, it is around my neck, it can choke me, or it can control my dog,. i hope it has no spikes. That would suck for both of us. It could also determine my class. blue collar. white collar.
What a restraint a collar may be. Those who are burdened to wear it, the itch it causes. But it is for their protection, most of the time. As it controls them it protects them as well.
she didn’t like that starchy crisp, off white collar that laid against his neck. it only drew her eyes to the tension in his muscles and the heated blood that were in his veins
Scarlett smudged his starched collar. He ran his tongue over his raw lips; a tiny smile playing in the corners. He raised a hesitant arm to adjust the skewed tie that hung loosely around his neck. A productive meeting, he smirked to himself.
she noticed right away that his collar was askew, which was odd since he normally was a man of impeccable style. She was torn between fixing it or tentatively asking him what was on his handsome mind
the collar was dirty, smeared with grease, unwashed for a millenia, shuffling head down, brow furrowed catching the gaze of none bar the roaches that cross the street.
The collar around my neck choked my words inside my throat, causing my mouth to swell, and my head to inflate. I couldn’t fit out the door the next day.
i miss those days. i miss the way we used to get prettied up to go out together. you looked so great in that tie i bought. you stared at the mirror waiting for your collar to sit just right. it never did but you looked amazing anyways. i miss those days.
she looks so beautiful in his shirt. the top three buttons are undone and the skin exposed is highlighted by the sun streaming in through the window, and all he wants to do is grab her and kiss her until the sun goes down and then keep kissing her all through the night.
A collar is something a dog wears. I bet sometimes they don’t like to wear it. It makes a lot of noise. Cats also wear them. I wonder what my cat thinks of it. That is the way I always know where he is in the house. If he is at my door beating on it.
There are many ways to think of collaring criminals in policing. Though the most prominent method is through detective work and getting tips from the community.
I saw the stain on his color. Red. Revlon. My heart seared with violence. I wanted nothing more than to rip his heart out on the spot. To repay the favor.
There was this dog whose owner took him on a walk, and then the dog said, “No.” So the collar jumped off of his neck & the owner continued on with it, and the dog went
Honestly, I don’t feel very inspired right now. It’s late, I’ve had a long day, and I feel like my mind is constrained. Kind of like I have a mental collar. And thus we tie into the word. Something constraining; not the most glorious of descriptions.
I’m hot under it
it’s almost been a month you know
since i saw you that way
the way
the way you brushed my waist
like i was the most valuable thing you owned
I checked my tie in the mirror. It looked crooked but I couldn’t tell. The more I adjusted the damn thing, the more crooked it looked and the more I wanted to adjust it. This was bordering on obsessive, so I figured fuck it, if she doesn’t like the look of my crooked tie, the date’s off.
the thing on the top of your shirt.
everyone has one.
kind of a funny looking word.
they all are a little different.
my flannel has a bigger collar then my tee shirt,
white
yeah
its boring
and it can be white or black or blue
or idk
but it gives me the impression of being white
its very office like too
and now i think this website is quite cool 0
I cried when my dog ran away. I kept asking every neighbor, “Have you seen the small white dog with the bright blue collar?” Saddened faces and heads shaking turned me away, onward in my seemingly endless search.
He placed the collar around her neck, and she knew then that she finally found a home away from that pound.
dog, person, shirt, television, cats, obedience, restrain, guido,
Starched. White. Pristine. She looped the silk tie around it and hung it to the rafters.
My dog Tundra, a Siberian Husky, used to have a red canvas-y collar. It matched one of his first leashes, although we quickly traded in the six-footer for a longer flex leash when we realized, he’s a Husky, and, well Huskies – they run.
I read the word collar on oneword.com and I didn’t really think about what I was writing as I began to write and in turn I ended up spouting a lot of verbal diarrea. I can’t shut my brain off so that I can write without thinking, it’s just impossible. So I just put down the first thing that ends up coming to mind.
A collar is something that is worn around the neck and is often seen as a means of ownership or even slavery. A collar can also mean that it is the part around the neck of a shirt, an ownership object of identifaction on pets and it can even be something that you use as a restraint in conjucuntion with it.
Ring around the collar? Lipstick on the collar? Why is it that in movies, lipstick always means affairs? I think it’s usually finding used condoms or secret emails that points to affairs? How the hell would lipstick get on a collar in the first place? Who kisses collars?
I love collars. They often make me think of animals that are owned by humans, such as a cat or dog. Mostly I would consider a dog to be more useful for collars. A cat would never really do anything with a collar.
My white collar was filled with the blood dripping down from my head. I was hit by a tea pot and it is a painfully sad memory. Something I have forgotten until I saw this……
The collar was tight . But I think I liked it . Maybe. She just smiled and then bit my lip, hard.
Policmen like to collar kids. In the fifties that is. Nowadays they can’t really do anything. Then again, neither can kids.Times have changed.
“What does it feel like?” He asked, eyeing me carefully.
The leather was firm against my neck. I turned to him, eyes turned down and averted from his face and smiled for the first time since I could remember.
“Like I belong.”
His collar was nicely ironed. He looked so elegant in that linen shirt. Our eyes met and the rest was history.
i pop my collar.
This is a collar, it is usually found on a shirt. I have to wear collar shirts to work as it is more formal than non-collar shirts. Blue collar workers are richer than non-blue collared workers.
You’re collar is your most appreciate object in the universe. It is a type of matter which blinds your necks and emphasizes your face. Which is a good thing for representating… I think I wrote representating wrong. I am dutch that’s why.
you shouldn’t try to tame me. i am wild. i do not fit in that collar.
It is on my neck, it is around my neck, it can choke me, or it can control my dog,. i hope it has no spikes. That would suck for both of us. It could also determine my class. blue collar. white collar.
What a restraint a collar may be. Those who are burdened to wear it, the itch it causes. But it is for their protection, most of the time. As it controls them it protects them as well.
she unbuttoned his collar, slowly, shyly, but determinedly. She wanted to give him what he deserved tonight. She wanted to give him her world
she didn’t like that starchy crisp, off white collar that laid against his neck. it only drew her eyes to the tension in his muscles and the heated blood that were in his veins
Scarlett smudged his starched collar. He ran his tongue over his raw lips; a tiny smile playing in the corners. He raised a hesitant arm to adjust the skewed tie that hung loosely around his neck. A productive meeting, he smirked to himself.
she noticed right away that his collar was askew, which was odd since he normally was a man of impeccable style. She was torn between fixing it or tentatively asking him what was on his handsome mind
the collar was dirty, smeared with grease, unwashed for a millenia, shuffling head down, brow furrowed catching the gaze of none bar the roaches that cross the street.
The collar around my neck choked my words inside my throat, causing my mouth to swell, and my head to inflate. I couldn’t fit out the door the next day.
i miss those days. i miss the way we used to get prettied up to go out together. you looked so great in that tie i bought. you stared at the mirror waiting for your collar to sit just right. it never did but you looked amazing anyways. i miss those days.
she looks so beautiful in his shirt. the top three buttons are undone and the skin exposed is highlighted by the sun streaming in through the window, and all he wants to do is grab her and kiss her until the sun goes down and then keep kissing her all through the night.
A collar is something a dog wears. I bet sometimes they don’t like to wear it. It makes a lot of noise. Cats also wear them. I wonder what my cat thinks of it. That is the way I always know where he is in the house. If he is at my door beating on it.
There are many ways to think of collaring criminals in policing. Though the most prominent method is through detective work and getting tips from the community.
There was a collar who liked to go around and tap people on their shoulders and say, “Tag! You’re it!” And then it met a leash.
I saw the stain on his color. Red. Revlon. My heart seared with violence. I wanted nothing more than to rip his heart out on the spot. To repay the favor.
There was this dog whose owner took him on a walk, and then the dog said, “No.” So the collar jumped off of his neck & the owner continued on with it, and the dog went
Honestly, I don’t feel very inspired right now. It’s late, I’ve had a long day, and I feel like my mind is constrained. Kind of like I have a mental collar. And thus we tie into the word. Something constraining; not the most glorious of descriptions.
I’m hot under it
it’s almost been a month you know
since i saw you that way
the way
the way you brushed my waist
like i was the most valuable thing you owned
Are collars just choke-holds in disguise?
collar
collar
collar
collar
collar
collar
collar
what does that word mean? i don’t know, i’m confused
collar
dollar
collar
sollar
I checked my tie in the mirror. It looked crooked but I couldn’t tell. The more I adjusted the damn thing, the more crooked it looked and the more I wanted to adjust it. This was bordering on obsessive, so I figured fuck it, if she doesn’t like the look of my crooked tie, the date’s off.
the thing on the top of your shirt.
everyone has one.
kind of a funny looking word.
they all are a little different.
my flannel has a bigger collar then my tee shirt,