I am waiting for my next student loan to get my crown placed. I can’t afford dental insurance so I let a cavity in my mouth go on way to long, now I’ve had my root canal done and will get my crown placed as soon as the loan money comes in. I wonder if someone who has inherited a crown will ever have this problem.
i have a crown
it is a very beautiful one too.
it makes me feel pretty.
i love it
chris gave it to me. he makes me feel pretty about my self with and without my crown1
ok so once there was this king who had a really nice crown. it was made of gold and lots and lots of diamonds. except there was only one thing wrong with this crown. it was CURSED! but in a good way. it turned the king into a cool zombie killing vampire hunter!
a crown is a sort of hat that kings like to put on their head. A crown can be used as a symbol of wealth, a weight to increase strength, or even a piece of clothing for warmth. I guess if i had a crown i would wear it only if it were made of gold. Speaking of gold, that stuff is still worth something right? Gold can be a great material because it’ll always be worth more than my girlfriend’s shit
weighs heavy on the head of those who wear it. Especially when the heads are large to begin with. Especially when it’s a big retarded head that’s been crowned.
The crown itself still, is no heavier than those Pope hats, which are also huge.
I’m speaking on these matter’s because my trip to the dentist has me in a bad mood.
my head is made of dirt.
breeze blows and i soak my hands in water and mold myself a crown.
I am NOT a princess.
I am not a queen.
I’m a blue green pee machine.
free association, of thorns of a baby’s head. good god I’m going to have a baby. I never thought I would do this. I haven’t even hardly had time to think about it, but I know this is what I want. I can’t wait for us to meet.
i once knew a king and he gave me a crown and told me to run before the villagers got me so i ran and i ran and i fell and i scraped my knee and now i have a scar but at least i have a crown.
There was a man who wore a crown, although he didn’t want to. He dreamed of being free, having fun with his friends who worked and played in the fields. Also, his tooth hurt. This upset the man.
a piece of glue was sticking one of the jewels in the poorly kings crown.
How could he tell his people that he had spent all of their wealth on women and debauchery – it would break his loyal peoples hearts
the king wore his crown in the palace without anything else as though he looked good naked. He wasn’t fooling anyone… He needed clothing. His jester didn’t even find it amusing. He will forever be remembered as the king of bare ass.
the queen and king were married in a royal ceremony in the countryside of england. they had been dating for seven years and the public of the uk was absolutely thrilled that they were finally going to get a ceremony befitting of their queen. it had been a long battle between the tabloids and the royal family and now all the rumors would be laid to rest.
The crown has always been a symbol of power. Kings use it to show the link between themselves and heaven. Those golden spires – like so many gothic cathedrals – reflect a constant stretch towards the powers of the cosmos only the royal family can reach.
Atop her dainty head sat an exquisite crown sparkling with gems from faraway places. Despite her renowned fame, she saw herself as an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams.
on top of the world on top of my head
if i fall in love if i fall off the top of the world
oh crown oh crown of gold how heavy you lay
on top of the world on top of my head
REYES SON LOS UNICOS QUE HAN PODIDO VIVIR COMO SE LES DA LA GANA POR PENSAR Y HACER PENSAR QUE FUERON ESCOGIDOS POR DIOS. PERO TODO ES UNA FARSA, Y LO UNICO QUE VALEN ES POR LO QUE TIENEN PUESTO EN SU CABEZA QUE ES UNA CORONA NADA MAS
one word is simply an amazing thing to have to write about,especially when once conciders the power that one word might possible have, it hard to compact all ones feelings on a specific word in such a small amount of time.
For once I wish I was a king, wearing my crown about town. I could smile to the people wishing me so well, and I could behead the traitors living within my midst. I’d be brilliant, gallant, and ready for anything, wearing my crown.
All I can seem to think about is the queen’s crown in England and some tacky fantasy story that just formed in my head about wayward nobility. I’m way to stressed out for all this. Ugh.
The crown fit badly anymore, made tighter by love, made looser again by betrayal. The crown had been made not for her, but for the rank. Not once did she imagine putting it aside.
He set the crown on his head and looked around. This was his destiny, the one thing he had prepared for his entire life. And now he had it. He had no idea what he was going to do with it.
He’d been left with a kingdom in ruins, all it’s citizens gone. His father had destroyed everything. And now, there was only he and his adviser, not nearly enough to rebuild.
CROWNS. What are they really suppose to signify?
Fame? Fortune? Power?
Why is it significant?
Why is it to be known that someone who may wear a crown could be somewhat of a better importance?
The crown appeared at the top of the stair like it had belonged there all along. As she ascended in her stealthy attempt to sneak it for herself, Claire realized that, although she had been trying all this time to get it for herself, it wasn’t the crown that she really wanted, but the knowledge that she could, in fact, achieve something.
she wore a crown of gold and jewles upon her head and it shone like the sun in the sky, only much much brighter. shes the one and only one, so special and unique, no one can out shine her and her crown of jewels. how lucky am i to know her. my one and only.
The king wore the crown. It was golden, adjourned with spikes atop.
How did he get the crown. Well, it was a terribly sad story filled with injustices, love, hatred, and killing.
I’d love to tell you, but my time is running thin.
i fell in love while we were dancing. he has a cowboy hat that replaced the crown. we danced to dancehall, we danced to house, we danced close and far away from each other. he walked me to my car at seven in the morning and he made me feel like a queen.
crowns are worn by monarchs – monarchs typically surpress people, so in theory – the crown is the enemy of all working people. but crowns are nice, expensive, but nice
Heavy lies me with thorns poking into your skull. Ill be your burden for as long as you adorn me a top of your head. Your shoulders will begin to bulge. My one goal is to destroy you.
I wish I had a crown to wear that no one could see but me. It would but rather like that of a jester and covered with bells which others could hear ringing atop my head.
adrift in the ocean was someone’s missing porcelain veneer – or do they call the crowns these days? – Who knows, and none of us may ever know where this mysterious piece of tooth came from.
Pirates once sailed these waters! aha
I wish I had one. I deserve one even if he doesn’t think so.
Topping small hillside the sun gently shines out along the valley….orange and pink cresting over treetops, creating majesty.
Kingly. A baby’s head. When you know there’s nothing better than where you are right now. What else?
I am waiting for my next student loan to get my crown placed. I can’t afford dental insurance so I let a cavity in my mouth go on way to long, now I’ve had my root canal done and will get my crown placed as soon as the loan money comes in. I wonder if someone who has inherited a crown will ever have this problem.
i have a crown
it is a very beautiful one too.
it makes me feel pretty.
i love it
chris gave it to me. he makes me feel pretty about my self with and without my crown1
ok so once there was this king who had a really nice crown. it was made of gold and lots and lots of diamonds. except there was only one thing wrong with this crown. it was CURSED! but in a good way. it turned the king into a cool zombie killing vampire hunter!
a crown is a sort of hat that kings like to put on their head. A crown can be used as a symbol of wealth, a weight to increase strength, or even a piece of clothing for warmth. I guess if i had a crown i would wear it only if it were made of gold. Speaking of gold, that stuff is still worth something right? Gold can be a great material because it’ll always be worth more than my girlfriend’s shit
in the time of Arthur, in the time of Philip, in the time of Elizabeth, in the time of rule, in the time of kings and queens…
weighs heavy on the head of those who wear it. Especially when the heads are large to begin with. Especially when it’s a big retarded head that’s been crowned.
The crown itself still, is no heavier than those Pope hats, which are also huge.
I’m speaking on these matter’s because my trip to the dentist has me in a bad mood.
my head is made of dirt.
breeze blows and i soak my hands in water and mold myself a crown.
I am NOT a princess.
I am not a queen.
I’m a blue green pee machine.
free association, of thorns of a baby’s head. good god I’m going to have a baby. I never thought I would do this. I haven’t even hardly had time to think about it, but I know this is what I want. I can’t wait for us to meet.
i once knew a king and he gave me a crown and told me to run before the villagers got me so i ran and i ran and i fell and i scraped my knee and now i have a scar but at least i have a crown.
There was a man who wore a crown, although he didn’t want to. He dreamed of being free, having fun with his friends who worked and played in the fields. Also, his tooth hurt. This upset the man.
crown a king
a piece of glue was sticking one of the jewels in the poorly kings crown.
How could he tell his people that he had spent all of their wealth on women and debauchery – it would break his loyal peoples hearts
Black culture tries to express canal roots
by placing [crowns] of gold in their teeth.
the king wore his crown in the palace without anything else as though he looked good naked. He wasn’t fooling anyone… He needed clothing. His jester didn’t even find it amusing. He will forever be remembered as the king of bare ass.
if i was king, i’d wear a ring, not a crown, and i’d never hurt my people. i’d stay alert, and dress to kill. i might even slip you something.
the queen and king were married in a royal ceremony in the countryside of england. they had been dating for seven years and the public of the uk was absolutely thrilled that they were finally going to get a ceremony befitting of their queen. it had been a long battle between the tabloids and the royal family and now all the rumors would be laid to rest.
The crown has always been a symbol of power. Kings use it to show the link between themselves and heaven. Those golden spires – like so many gothic cathedrals – reflect a constant stretch towards the powers of the cosmos only the royal family can reach.
Atop her dainty head sat an exquisite crown sparkling with gems from faraway places. Despite her renowned fame, she saw herself as an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams.
on top of the world on top of my head
if i fall in love if i fall off the top of the world
oh crown oh crown of gold how heavy you lay
on top of the world on top of my head
REYES SON LOS UNICOS QUE HAN PODIDO VIVIR COMO SE LES DA LA GANA POR PENSAR Y HACER PENSAR QUE FUERON ESCOGIDOS POR DIOS. PERO TODO ES UNA FARSA, Y LO UNICO QUE VALEN ES POR LO QUE TIENEN PUESTO EN SU CABEZA QUE ES UNA CORONA NADA MAS
king. royalty is it’s justice.
one word is simply an amazing thing to have to write about,especially when once conciders the power that one word might possible have, it hard to compact all ones feelings on a specific word in such a small amount of time.
For once I wish I was a king, wearing my crown about town. I could smile to the people wishing me so well, and I could behead the traitors living within my midst. I’d be brilliant, gallant, and ready for anything, wearing my crown.
All I can seem to think about is the queen’s crown in England and some tacky fantasy story that just formed in my head about wayward nobility. I’m way to stressed out for all this. Ugh.
The crown fit badly anymore, made tighter by love, made looser again by betrayal. The crown had been made not for her, but for the rank. Not once did she imagine putting it aside.
He set the crown on his head and looked around. This was his destiny, the one thing he had prepared for his entire life. And now he had it. He had no idea what he was going to do with it.
He’d been left with a kingdom in ruins, all it’s citizens gone. His father had destroyed everything. And now, there was only he and his adviser, not nearly enough to rebuild.
CROWNS. What are they really suppose to signify?
Fame? Fortune? Power?
Why is it significant?
Why is it to be known that someone who may wear a crown could be somewhat of a better importance?
The crown appeared at the top of the stair like it had belonged there all along. As she ascended in her stealthy attempt to sneak it for herself, Claire realized that, although she had been trying all this time to get it for herself, it wasn’t the crown that she really wanted, but the knowledge that she could, in fact, achieve something.
she wore a crown of gold and jewles upon her head and it shone like the sun in the sky, only much much brighter. shes the one and only one, so special and unique, no one can out shine her and her crown of jewels. how lucky am i to know her. my one and only.
Aimee wears crowns because she is a princess. I think crowns are silly, but then I am no princess.
The king wore the crown. It was golden, adjourned with spikes atop.
How did he get the crown. Well, it was a terribly sad story filled with injustices, love, hatred, and killing.
I’d love to tell you, but my time is running thin.
i fell in love while we were dancing. he has a cowboy hat that replaced the crown. we danced to dancehall, we danced to house, we danced close and far away from each other. he walked me to my car at seven in the morning and he made me feel like a queen.
crowns are worn by monarchs – monarchs typically surpress people, so in theory – the crown is the enemy of all working people. but crowns are nice, expensive, but nice
Heavy lies me with thorns poking into your skull. Ill be your burden for as long as you adorn me a top of your head. Your shoulders will begin to bulge. My one goal is to destroy you.
I wish I had a crown to wear that no one could see but me. It would but rather like that of a jester and covered with bells which others could hear ringing atop my head.
adrift in the ocean was someone’s missing porcelain veneer – or do they call the crowns these days? – Who knows, and none of us may ever know where this mysterious piece of tooth came from.
Pirates once sailed these waters! aha
crown- a simplistic way of elitist expression.