my dog is gone. he ran away tonight. this makes me rather upset. i really wish that he hadnt ran away. this just adds on to the depressing things in my life. i hope all gets better. but for now, i will try and find my dog.
Flintast was bored. He was bored with his six figure stockbroker salary, bored with his Thameside penthouse apartment, bored with his Aston Martin, bored by blonde, leggy girlfriend but he would never be bored by his life as long as he had his guinea pigs. The sheer domesticity of these animals gave him intense pleasure. They spent most of their time making homes, linging homes, having babies, eating them then starting all over again. It was a life he craved for himself
I will be the perfect wife. Dinner will be on the table, ESPN will be on the TV, and there will be a bowl already packed for when you get home from a stressful day at work. We will live together in harmony. I just haven’t met you yet.
houses are what make people feel secure and safe. i love my house, i love to sit in it and watch the world outside pass by my window. better still, just sitting inside not looking outside, snug inside the warm and caring shell that is my house. houses are safe havens. only ever invite people into your house who understand that your house is just fine the way it is.
The squid gamboled about the square. Finally, free from his old trappings! How he had longed to escape that unhappy hole! Then, he was shot, and he let out a hearty chuckle. Then he died.
Although life was fine, the domestic life just wasn’t for her, she wasn’t the type of lady to just sit around and let a man tell her what to do. She didn’t cook or clean or do the chores. She let her husband do it all, just like a man was supposed to do.
domestic beer, domestic disturbence, some time we fight and it seem like a domestic. There is domestic cats, dog and other animals. Domestic…hmmm domestic is boring…good word maybe? next time a good word
She held her head up high as he hit her one last time. She cried all night, and never has stopped. She will get back at him one day, the abuse will end. She stands and she defends, to end on the ground again. Never has she held out so tough, never has he been so rough. She whimpers and yelps, she cries for help. He says he loves her, she says she knows.
Order in the court! This case is between Ms. Courtney Hamier and Mr. Douglas Hamier. According to Courtney, Douglas ahas been domestically abusing her for the past year of their relationship. Ms. Hamier, will you please read your statement?
to be trained with the manners of society and can live in the home. such as domestic animals. domestic life is considered to be proper in society and should be followed for the most part. Domestic.
Sitting in a chair looking out at those damn kids playing on the law. “Fuck off”, I think and then … without hesitation I stand up and fling an old boot at them through the plate glass. Jeezuz Christ … if I didnt get my arse chewed out by the old bat!
The domestication of animals occurred when people first began to farm, and they used oxen and horses and cows to pull their plow tools or use for food. Domesticated animals include dogs and cats and certain birds, basically any type of pet. A domesticated partnership is when two people live in the same household but they are not legally married by the country or state.
domestic dog
domestic airline
domesticneseseses
idk.
maybe just another fancy word us humans like to use, but really? i would rather stick with the simple stuff.
Animals are domestic. Domestic violence is a popular scene when watching the Cops TV series. Domestic Beer is, well, not sure, I don’t always drink beer, but when I do, I drink domestic. Domestication is not fornication.
domestic is like animals. domestic animals like dogs and cats and donkeys. and it also reminds me of women. like domestic housewife. I don’t know why. but i does
She was a domestic godess. Her kitchen was pride of place , the floor was like a mirror , it shone from constant washings , everything had a place and solidly sat there – the pots and pans shone , the cutlery shone . In a place where food ., messy food was a principal player there was never a crumb anywhere. She lived for her kitchen it was the stern of her ship . the rest of the house followed suit – she governed all rooms , all rooms bowed in order and clenliness to her , nobody dared disobey her neat clean strictures , a stain was a sin . the house was sinless , those who lived there were given a philosophy f or life – Godliness is nothing to cleanliness and order the last come first, better to scrub the floor than go to mass, laziness , dirt ,.grime – these will be punished , first by onlookers , then by my God who will cast you out for a crumb astray .
The dog came in the house domesticated unbred mutt of an animal slime of the earth because he forgot how to run with his brethren he didn’t remember the call of the wild but he owned a copy what he thought he saw from the window panes could never compare with the truth just beyond the truth was out there past the end of his leash.
i live pretty close to the domestic airport here, in mumbai. they have recently renovated the entire airport and now it looks pretty good i must say! in india, the practice of keeping domestic help is very prevalent. most of them are not [aid well enough or even kept in good living conditions. it is sad to see here that the people cannot do their own piece of work nd require other people to do it for them, and still have no respect for them.
I take that back. There would be hedgehogs, but no
African Pygmy Hedgehogs that you would be able to keep as pets.
They’re simply adorable, even in their defensive position.
A friend of mine had one once. It died of eye cancer. Cookie Monster :'(
Once upon a time there lived a young women. She was content in the world that she knew, a world of home and family and civility and kindness and cleanliness and godliness. She knew nothing else, and all was well. Then, one day she heard about a strange thing called feminism, and everything changed.
domestic is a word used to describe me. i am supposed to be domestic. i am not uspposed to think for myself, or fuck as many people as possible, or live in the jungle. i am supposed to be “domestic”
domestic can suck it. im going to be crazy, and live life and love every second of it.
let get wild.
Sally was a domestic goddess. She loved her ironing board more than she loved her husband, Ralph. Ralph is a stockbroker. Her iron is more interesting than a stockbroker.
Domestic cats are wonderful, They love their pet parents. They have been stripped of their natural abilities. They are lonely and imprisoned inside a house all day. If they are put in the wild they die!!!!!!!!
Domestic reminds me of domestic beer, which I like on hot days out on the lake. However, I would rather have micro beers when I am sitting out on a patio at my favorite restaurant along w/ friends at happy hour. I don’t if the word domestic reminding me of beer is a good thing, or a GREAT thing :)
A tiger is a cat, but not the domestic kind. It is a wild cat. Could a tiger be trained to be a domestic cat if you had it as a pet from when it is a tiny cub? It would be fun to have a tiger as a house pet.
Fifi dusted furiously along the bookshelf, being the most sought-after domestic servant in the northern Hemisphere. It was her first day and she wanted to make a great first impression. Her desirability as a servant was not only for her dedication and attention to detail, but also the importance she placed upon confidentiality. When she got down to the leatherbound Encyclopedia Brittanica, that’s when she noticed the lever. She pushed it and the secret chamber in the wall opened. Inside, she noticed a pole, down which she slid to a cave, finding a supercomputer, a black urban-assault tank, and a bat suit.
In her surprise, she leaned back upon the cave wall, tripping another secret chamber, where she found dozens of boxes of Playboy magazines, mint condition, arranged by year, and all meticulously placed in plastic collectors’ bags with acid-free cardboard.
houses animals that live with humans domestic flights domestic workers
home theres nothing better than home flying within the united states nothing better than not going through immigration because you flew domestici love that feeling
Domestic? what is domestic? I’m not really sure how to explain it. Honestly I’ve only heard it used once or twice with things like a domestic family or domestic violence. I’m not sure what to write about honestly. So I guess this will be the end of it. I don’t understand why I ended up with this word.
A woman, standing in a kitchen. Downtrodden and alone. She Cries. A man sitting in an easy chair with beer in hand watching television, he hates his boss, his work and his life. Both Repressed, Oppressed and Depressed.
seriously, men. give it a go. pick up a pan and a couple pots. make some pasta. clean the house. do you know what a vacuum looks like? let the wife go out and make the money (she might make more– women are taking over, after all.
Domestic to me instantly brings to mind the stepford wives and woman confined at home, eternally making meatloaf. Child rearing, possessive husbands, an overall unwanted lifestyle in my opinion.
domestic harmony, abuse, relationship. Its all about the home. Being a housewife endlessly cooking and cleaning. Being in a relationship and cohabitating with one another gay or straight. Someone you love taking that painful blow. Loving that person under the same roof.
my dog is gone. he ran away tonight. this makes me rather upset. i really wish that he hadnt ran away. this just adds on to the depressing things in my life. i hope all gets better. but for now, i will try and find my dog.
Flintast was bored. He was bored with his six figure stockbroker salary, bored with his Thameside penthouse apartment, bored with his Aston Martin, bored by blonde, leggy girlfriend but he would never be bored by his life as long as he had his guinea pigs. The sheer domesticity of these animals gave him intense pleasure. They spent most of their time making homes, linging homes, having babies, eating them then starting all over again. It was a life he craved for himself
I will be the perfect wife. Dinner will be on the table, ESPN will be on the TV, and there will be a bowl already packed for when you get home from a stressful day at work. We will live together in harmony. I just haven’t met you yet.
domestic recalls of home. to be warm, safe…all the sterotypical things of home: a cozy fire, a loving mother, a furry lapdog. domestic means tamed
houses are what make people feel secure and safe. i love my house, i love to sit in it and watch the world outside pass by my window. better still, just sitting inside not looking outside, snug inside the warm and caring shell that is my house. houses are safe havens. only ever invite people into your house who understand that your house is just fine the way it is.
The squid gamboled about the square. Finally, free from his old trappings! How he had longed to escape that unhappy hole! Then, he was shot, and he let out a hearty chuckle. Then he died.
Although life was fine, the domestic life just wasn’t for her, she wasn’t the type of lady to just sit around and let a man tell her what to do. She didn’t cook or clean or do the chores. She let her husband do it all, just like a man was supposed to do.
domestic beer, domestic disturbence, some time we fight and it seem like a domestic. There is domestic cats, dog and other animals. Domestic…hmmm domestic is boring…good word maybe? next time a good word
sex
karate
dreams
health
travels
wonders
art
technology
how to create
the laws of happiness
ghilgamesh
a world without pain
She held her head up high as he hit her one last time. She cried all night, and never has stopped. She will get back at him one day, the abuse will end. She stands and she defends, to end on the ground again. Never has she held out so tough, never has he been so rough. She whimpers and yelps, she cries for help. He says he loves her, she says she knows.
domesticated life is for suckers.
A flight that doesnt go out of the country, or animals that doesnt travel out side of it home country. uuhh….domestic…. stays at home……
Order in the court! This case is between Ms. Courtney Hamier and Mr. Douglas Hamier. According to Courtney, Douglas ahas been domestically abusing her for the past year of their relationship. Ms. Hamier, will you please read your statement?
to be trained with the manners of society and can live in the home. such as domestic animals. domestic life is considered to be proper in society and should be followed for the most part. Domestic.
Sitting in a chair looking out at those damn kids playing on the law. “Fuck off”, I think and then … without hesitation I stand up and fling an old boot at them through the plate glass. Jeezuz Christ … if I didnt get my arse chewed out by the old bat!
The domestication of animals occurred when people first began to farm, and they used oxen and horses and cows to pull their plow tools or use for food. Domesticated animals include dogs and cats and certain birds, basically any type of pet. A domesticated partnership is when two people live in the same household but they are not legally married by the country or state.
domestic dog
domestic airline
domesticneseseses
idk.
maybe just another fancy word us humans like to use, but really? i would rather stick with the simple stuff.
Animals are domestic. Domestic violence is a popular scene when watching the Cops TV series. Domestic Beer is, well, not sure, I don’t always drink beer, but when I do, I drink domestic. Domestication is not fornication.
domestic is like animals. domestic animals like dogs and cats and donkeys. and it also reminds me of women. like domestic housewife. I don’t know why. but i does
She was a domestic godess. Her kitchen was pride of place , the floor was like a mirror , it shone from constant washings , everything had a place and solidly sat there – the pots and pans shone , the cutlery shone . In a place where food ., messy food was a principal player there was never a crumb anywhere. She lived for her kitchen it was the stern of her ship . the rest of the house followed suit – she governed all rooms , all rooms bowed in order and clenliness to her , nobody dared disobey her neat clean strictures , a stain was a sin . the house was sinless , those who lived there were given a philosophy f or life – Godliness is nothing to cleanliness and order the last come first, better to scrub the floor than go to mass, laziness , dirt ,.grime – these will be punished , first by onlookers , then by my God who will cast you out for a crumb astray .
The dog came in the house domesticated unbred mutt of an animal slime of the earth because he forgot how to run with his brethren he didn’t remember the call of the wild but he owned a copy what he thought he saw from the window panes could never compare with the truth just beyond the truth was out there past the end of his leash.
goddess.
that
i am.
neglected however.
i live pretty close to the domestic airport here, in mumbai. they have recently renovated the entire airport and now it looks pretty good i must say! in india, the practice of keeping domestic help is very prevalent. most of them are not [aid well enough or even kept in good living conditions. it is sad to see here that the people cannot do their own piece of work nd require other people to do it for them, and still have no respect for them.
chores, clearning, violence, being in suburbia. Being ordinary, doing ordinary things. Domestic help etc.This is quite hard!
I take that back. There would be hedgehogs, but no
African Pygmy Hedgehogs that you would be able to keep as pets.
They’re simply adorable, even in their defensive position.
A friend of mine had one once. It died of eye cancer. Cookie Monster :'(
Once upon a time there lived a young women. She was content in the world that she knew, a world of home and family and civility and kindness and cleanliness and godliness. She knew nothing else, and all was well. Then, one day she heard about a strange thing called feminism, and everything changed.
I’ve written about this word already.
I’d like to write about a different one, but let’s see….
domesticated wild animals.
YAY or nay?
Come on now. If it weren’t for domesticated wild animals,
there would be no hedgehogs. And those are just too cute.
domestic is a word used to describe me. i am supposed to be domestic. i am not uspposed to think for myself, or fuck as many people as possible, or live in the jungle. i am supposed to be “domestic”
domestic can suck it. im going to be crazy, and live life and love every second of it.
let get wild.
Sally was a domestic goddess. She loved her ironing board more than she loved her husband, Ralph. Ralph is a stockbroker. Her iron is more interesting than a stockbroker.
Domestic cats are wonderful, They love their pet parents. They have been stripped of their natural abilities. They are lonely and imprisoned inside a house all day. If they are put in the wild they die!!!!!!!!
Domestic reminds me of domestic beer, which I like on hot days out on the lake. However, I would rather have micro beers when I am sitting out on a patio at my favorite restaurant along w/ friends at happy hour. I don’t if the word domestic reminding me of beer is a good thing, or a GREAT thing :)
A tiger is a cat, but not the domestic kind. It is a wild cat. Could a tiger be trained to be a domestic cat if you had it as a pet from when it is a tiny cub? It would be fun to have a tiger as a house pet.
Fifi dusted furiously along the bookshelf, being the most sought-after domestic servant in the northern Hemisphere. It was her first day and she wanted to make a great first impression. Her desirability as a servant was not only for her dedication and attention to detail, but also the importance she placed upon confidentiality. When she got down to the leatherbound Encyclopedia Brittanica, that’s when she noticed the lever. She pushed it and the secret chamber in the wall opened. Inside, she noticed a pole, down which she slid to a cave, finding a supercomputer, a black urban-assault tank, and a bat suit.
In her surprise, she leaned back upon the cave wall, tripping another secret chamber, where she found dozens of boxes of Playboy magazines, mint condition, arranged by year, and all meticulously placed in plastic collectors’ bags with acid-free cardboard.
houses animals that live with humans domestic flights domestic workers
home theres nothing better than home flying within the united states nothing better than not going through immigration because you flew domestici love that feeling
Domestic? what is domestic? I’m not really sure how to explain it. Honestly I’ve only heard it used once or twice with things like a domestic family or domestic violence. I’m not sure what to write about honestly. So I guess this will be the end of it. I don’t understand why I ended up with this word.
A woman, standing in a kitchen. Downtrodden and alone. She Cries. A man sitting in an easy chair with beer in hand watching television, he hates his boss, his work and his life. Both Repressed, Oppressed and Depressed.
seriously, men. give it a go. pick up a pan and a couple pots. make some pasta. clean the house. do you know what a vacuum looks like? let the wife go out and make the money (she might make more– women are taking over, after all.
Domestic to me instantly brings to mind the stepford wives and woman confined at home, eternally making meatloaf. Child rearing, possessive husbands, an overall unwanted lifestyle in my opinion.
Chaos. Tantrums. Linens. Loud TVs blaring from every room. Dishes. Laundry. Snotty children and burnt dinners. Thank God for ipods.
domestic harmony, abuse, relationship. Its all about the home. Being a housewife endlessly cooking and cleaning. Being in a relationship and cohabitating with one another gay or straight. Someone you love taking that painful blow. Loving that person under the same roof.