The life slowly slithers away, smirking at what used to be, leaving the dirty body cold and stale. Rivers of thick crimson blood follow the slime as if being called to better housing, enchanted by the sharp shiny silver, draining what used to be a temple to a mere stagnate warehouse.
Like the drain of empathy from the human emotion-pool? Or like the kitchen sink? I could speak on either for days, seeing as how my water has been busted. Damn cold weather.
The water runs down the drain so smoothly. the drain gets stopped up someties. I dont know why. I guess there must be something stuck inside. Maybe I should call the plumber. Wait, what in the world am I talking about? I have no drain problems. I have no problems with any of the sinks in my place. I do like this exercise, tho. It’s VERY cool. What am I talking about? Who knows? Who cares? But this is cool.
The water runs down the drain so smoothly. the drain gets stopped up someties. I dont know why. I guess there must be something stuck inside. Maybe I should call the plumber. Wait, what in the world am I talking about? I have no drain problems. I have no problems with any of the sinks in my place. I do like this exercise, tho. It’s VERY cool. What
the thing at the bottom of a sink or shower. I’m scared that things will crawl out of it. i feel drained. like stress. to be drained of blood.. like a vampire. this scarier than things crawling… this is a scary word. very negative. thats all.
I’m so drained from everything going on. I feel like my personality is being drained from me and I don’t know who I am anymore. It’s like in Psycho, when you see the blood going down the drain…
they are there in my bathroom sometimes stinky always there everywhere that’s all i think of when i think of drains not a happy picture and then i think that this is or is not the ‘thing to say’ everything works like that and we kill time until it begins to kill us but oh this is not entirely my own line am i making mistakes because i am filling time?
sewage garbage rubbish foul smell time to clean messy room please come to delhi i am scared it wont live up to expectations dirty nails bad breath bad teeth rot falll out ugly not as hot stalker scared rape taboo sex society condoms pleasure blow job image trees hills mountains
i think of my kitchen sink. it drains all the nasty leftovers and water and rotten milk away. it brings freshness, yet i get grossed out by it.
showers are awesome. better yet, bubble baths are cooler!
this can be a negative word, “drained spirit, drained emotions, drained energy drained bank”
but it can be possitive, “drain yourself from the negativity”
love is my religion,
my heart is drained with the badness of others souls. Drains are important because they get rid of all the bad things you dont want. When your feeling down, drain it out nigga
If I could retrain my brain, then life wouldn’t be such a drain. When I don’t allow myself to remain in the frame of your love, then straining and draining it might as well be raining I go down the drain!!!!
MY drains always clog; I never take the time to keep them clean. My hair falls out like a dog in summer, so, of course, it clogs a lot. No Drain-O or bleach for me. I just let it sit until finally, no water can pass through at all.
I have seen it today and I will see it soon again when I will go and shower in the next 5 min.
I am not going to clean it, its been cleaned enough , it has changed the colour since we have moved in in here a year ago, It has always been there and it will remain there.
It is a part of life, and we do not see it at all, unless it gets stuck, then we have to notice it and fix it.
Everyone carried on about their daily lives, oblivious, absorbed by their own needs, wants, dreams, emotions and commitments. All the while, in plain sight, but beneath their busy eyes, the source of their destruction was glaring, piercing- sometimes in the darkest of nights, sometimes playing innocent in plain daylight, but always there, making its presence known, for anyone who had the time to care. Sinister in intent, no; just an innocent byproduct of a world gone mad and attention deficit accepted as the norm. The beast had many eyes, most red, some green, some blue, but all shining, twinkling as they drained the energy produced in the world- the very light of the sun, stored millions of years ago, that it could be released in little more than a century; not through greed, but through ignorance. Standby the beast said, but not just standby, this appliance is ready to serve you master, oh no, STANDBY, the apocalypse is near, so ready your popcorn before the microwave emits its last ping.
Are you ever in those situations when you are a bit horny and something sexual comes up and then you beginning to think about sex more and more til there point in doing anything else til you get off? Would it not be nice to have something to cool you off? Well wait no longer, there is a solution. You have to think of something completely replusive. Try this. Think of the smell when hair, goo, and all sorts of nasty things get stuck in the drain of your sink and you have to pull it off the metal disk and the fibers are getting caught in the little circular opening. Then, it hits you. That cold, stale, gagging smell of spit, tooth paste and face wash. Ewww. Now you might be permently turned off.
My life is going down the drain. I never though I’d have to go through it again, Moving again. I thought that my father finally got the job that was stable enough for me and my brother to stay at. No, it turns out that this isn’t enough, and that we have to go again. Now I’m preparing myself everyday so that I can flow down the drain with out the flood of my tears.
Blaaaaaargh. Her nose drained like a water spout clogged with leaves. Her head pounded and her mouth hung open like a dog’s but dry and spittle-less. Her body ached as she leaned against her pillows waiting for the narcotic induced sleep to hit her.
The drain got clogged with the meatballs she didn’t finish. Why does she have to take two if she knows she can’t eat but three-fourths of one? I can’t believe it. This drain is hogging all the good stuff.
the main vain, of intellect. The genius. Pure beauty. I recognized for the first time last night that I am alive. When will it end. Eternity cannot die. Leave it alone and fly. Goodbye.
The drain was full, causing water to leak everywhere. It was probably one of those darned kids, they are always playing in the sink. I bet it was that dang toy car, the same one i slipped on this morning. Actually I hope it was one of those damn barbie dolls.
I like the word drain because drains help so many people. When we shower or bathe and when there are floods. When we dont want the rest of our root beer. that kind of thing. That is all.
Drain my world of dirty, poverty, diseases and, of course, stupid peoples that make harm.
by Luis Guilherme Larizzatti Zacharias on 01.16.2011
I always used to worry that I was going to loose one of the diamond earrings that you got for our anniversary down the drain. Now that you are not apart of my life I often fantasize about throwing them down the drain just like I threw my life with you down the drain.
everything was sliding down the drain. i saw the remnants of my hair slip away, drifting away with the faucet’s current. i ran fingers through what was left of my hair. not much. it felt free, exhilarating even.
My cousin, who is well on his way to becoming some ridiculous engineer who will save the world, or something was once a child. And as a child, he used to stare longingly at storm drains, watching the water rush into them in a storm. While most children would have leaped into puddles, he studied them.
Well one day this drain called me into the kitchen. He’s like, “What the Hell dude? Do these chicken bones look like they’ll go down?”
I apologized and took them out and put them in the trash. It was just weird I tell you.
The words are snatched from my throat,
I look up expectantly,
But I feel my confidence drain,
before me down deep,
into the dark lonely underworld,
where the beasts shall steal my words,
use them for their own purposes,
and I am left,
Drained and weak.
Drain always make me think sad thought. Drained of energy, drained of life, drained of happiness. However, maybe its not always bad. You can drain a tumor of the juice that’s killing you. You can drain sadness from a widow. You can drain ME of horrible writing. I kid. It’s never going away(:
drains in the shower get clogged a lot. i think it’s because i have so much hair and i shed like a dog. i want a dog so bad. i love the one at the shelter i saw so much, but i am afraid that i won’t be able to take really good care of him because i am so poor. i want him to have a good life.
No one knew better than Elvis what happens on a toilet. Or in a room with a drain. If he’d thought about it long enough, he’d remember that going into the bathroom that day was optional – he didn’t really have to use it and if he’d known what was going to happen, he wouldn’t have entered the room at all. Sheilagh
The feeling will drain,
forgotten will the dreams become,
he cannot change them
they are too strong for him
No freedom to rescue him
for he is alone
and drained
The pee was on the seat and that was NOT okay. I yelled at my husband, and he just shriveled up on the bed. Our marriage was drained of all love and excitement and fun. Drained. I always felt drained of energy. My LIFE was drained of energy.
The life slowly slithers away, smirking at what used to be, leaving the dirty body cold and stale. Rivers of thick crimson blood follow the slime as if being called to better housing, enchanted by the sharp shiny silver, draining what used to be a temple to a mere stagnate warehouse.
Like the drain of empathy from the human emotion-pool? Or like the kitchen sink? I could speak on either for days, seeing as how my water has been busted. Damn cold weather.
The water runs down the drain so smoothly. the drain gets stopped up someties. I dont know why. I guess there must be something stuck inside. Maybe I should call the plumber. Wait, what in the world am I talking about? I have no drain problems. I have no problems with any of the sinks in my place. I do like this exercise, tho. It’s VERY cool. What am I talking about? Who knows? Who cares? But this is cool.
The water runs down the drain so smoothly. the drain gets stopped up someties. I dont know why. I guess there must be something stuck inside. Maybe I should call the plumber. Wait, what in the world am I talking about? I have no drain problems. I have no problems with any of the sinks in my place. I do like this exercise, tho. It’s VERY cool. What
the thing at the bottom of a sink or shower. I’m scared that things will crawl out of it. i feel drained. like stress. to be drained of blood.. like a vampire. this scarier than things crawling… this is a scary word. very negative. thats all.
I’m so drained from everything going on. I feel like my personality is being drained from me and I don’t know who I am anymore. It’s like in Psycho, when you see the blood going down the drain…
down
fall forward,
gone
dispersed
finished and over
miss you
miss you
miss you
i swirl
Thorn smiled softly as she listened to the blood run down the drain with a quiet satisfaction.
they are there in my bathroom sometimes stinky always there everywhere that’s all i think of when i think of drains not a happy picture and then i think that this is or is not the ‘thing to say’ everything works like that and we kill time until it begins to kill us but oh this is not entirely my own line am i making mistakes because i am filling time?
sewage garbage rubbish foul smell time to clean messy room please come to delhi i am scared it wont live up to expectations dirty nails bad breath bad teeth rot falll out ugly not as hot stalker scared rape taboo sex society condoms pleasure blow job image trees hills mountains
i think of my kitchen sink. it drains all the nasty leftovers and water and rotten milk away. it brings freshness, yet i get grossed out by it.
showers are awesome. better yet, bubble baths are cooler!
this can be a negative word, “drained spirit, drained emotions, drained energy drained bank”
but it can be possitive, “drain yourself from the negativity”
love is my religion,
Niria <3
my heart is drained with the badness of others souls. Drains are important because they get rid of all the bad things you dont want. When your feeling down, drain it out nigga
If I could retrain my brain, then life wouldn’t be such a drain. When I don’t allow myself to remain in the frame of your love, then straining and draining it might as well be raining I go down the drain!!!!
MY drains always clog; I never take the time to keep them clean. My hair falls out like a dog in summer, so, of course, it clogs a lot. No Drain-O or bleach for me. I just let it sit until finally, no water can pass through at all.
I have seen it today and I will see it soon again when I will go and shower in the next 5 min.
I am not going to clean it, its been cleaned enough , it has changed the colour since we have moved in in here a year ago, It has always been there and it will remain there.
It is a part of life, and we do not see it at all, unless it gets stuck, then we have to notice it and fix it.
Everyone carried on about their daily lives, oblivious, absorbed by their own needs, wants, dreams, emotions and commitments. All the while, in plain sight, but beneath their busy eyes, the source of their destruction was glaring, piercing- sometimes in the darkest of nights, sometimes playing innocent in plain daylight, but always there, making its presence known, for anyone who had the time to care. Sinister in intent, no; just an innocent byproduct of a world gone mad and attention deficit accepted as the norm. The beast had many eyes, most red, some green, some blue, but all shining, twinkling as they drained the energy produced in the world- the very light of the sun, stored millions of years ago, that it could be released in little more than a century; not through greed, but through ignorance. Standby the beast said, but not just standby, this appliance is ready to serve you master, oh no, STANDBY, the apocalypse is near, so ready your popcorn before the microwave emits its last ping.
Are you ever in those situations when you are a bit horny and something sexual comes up and then you beginning to think about sex more and more til there point in doing anything else til you get off? Would it not be nice to have something to cool you off? Well wait no longer, there is a solution. You have to think of something completely replusive. Try this. Think of the smell when hair, goo, and all sorts of nasty things get stuck in the drain of your sink and you have to pull it off the metal disk and the fibers are getting caught in the little circular opening. Then, it hits you. That cold, stale, gagging smell of spit, tooth paste and face wash. Ewww. Now you might be permently turned off.
My life is going down the drain. I never though I’d have to go through it again, Moving again. I thought that my father finally got the job that was stable enough for me and my brother to stay at. No, it turns out that this isn’t enough, and that we have to go again. Now I’m preparing myself everyday so that I can flow down the drain with out the flood of my tears.
Blaaaaaargh. Her nose drained like a water spout clogged with leaves. Her head pounded and her mouth hung open like a dog’s but dry and spittle-less. Her body ached as she leaned against her pillows waiting for the narcotic induced sleep to hit her.
The drain got clogged with the meatballs she didn’t finish. Why does she have to take two if she knows she can’t eat but three-fourths of one? I can’t believe it. This drain is hogging all the good stuff.
the main vain, of intellect. The genius. Pure beauty. I recognized for the first time last night that I am alive. When will it end. Eternity cannot die. Leave it alone and fly. Goodbye.
The drain was full, causing water to leak everywhere. It was probably one of those darned kids, they are always playing in the sink. I bet it was that dang toy car, the same one i slipped on this morning. Actually I hope it was one of those damn barbie dolls.
morocco
is the best country
so…..ask google , who is the most intelligent people in the world
I like the word drain because drains help so many people. When we shower or bathe and when there are floods. When we dont want the rest of our root beer. that kind of thing. That is all.
Drain my world of dirty, poverty, diseases and, of course, stupid peoples that make harm.
I always used to worry that I was going to loose one of the diamond earrings that you got for our anniversary down the drain. Now that you are not apart of my life I often fantasize about throwing them down the drain just like I threw my life with you down the drain.
everything was sliding down the drain. i saw the remnants of my hair slip away, drifting away with the faucet’s current. i ran fingers through what was left of my hair. not much. it felt free, exhilarating even.
My cousin, who is well on his way to becoming some ridiculous engineer who will save the world, or something was once a child. And as a child, he used to stare longingly at storm drains, watching the water rush into them in a storm. While most children would have leaped into puddles, he studied them.
Well one day this drain called me into the kitchen. He’s like, “What the Hell dude? Do these chicken bones look like they’ll go down?”
I apologized and took them out and put them in the trash. It was just weird I tell you.
The words are snatched from my throat,
I look up expectantly,
But I feel my confidence drain,
before me down deep,
into the dark lonely underworld,
where the beasts shall steal my words,
use them for their own purposes,
and I am left,
Drained and weak.
Drain always make me think sad thought. Drained of energy, drained of life, drained of happiness. However, maybe its not always bad. You can drain a tumor of the juice that’s killing you. You can drain sadness from a widow. You can drain ME of horrible writing. I kid. It’s never going away(:
drains in the shower get clogged a lot. i think it’s because i have so much hair and i shed like a dog. i want a dog so bad. i love the one at the shelter i saw so much, but i am afraid that i won’t be able to take really good care of him because i am so poor. i want him to have a good life.
Hurt, confused, and lost. Her dignity down the drain. She struggled. Only to lose herself more. It was then that she picked up the razor.
Drain… Drain. Drain! the fluids from the organs that slip over the wood of this impromptu surgery table.
There’s no blood in my head.
I faint.
i dont’ really know what drain is…. is it to filter something???? like drain the blood… a song from distillers??? well i think that is…
No one knew better than Elvis what happens on a toilet. Or in a room with a drain. If he’d thought about it long enough, he’d remember that going into the bathroom that day was optional – he didn’t really have to use it and if he’d known what was going to happen, he wouldn’t have entered the room at all. Sheilagh
The feeling will drain,
forgotten will the dreams become,
he cannot change them
they are too strong for him
No freedom to rescue him
for he is alone
and drained
brain drain, experts, stealing, studies, water, catasrophy, stupidness, future, money, acheivement, power
The pee was on the seat and that was NOT okay. I yelled at my husband, and he just shriveled up on the bed. Our marriage was drained of all love and excitement and fun. Drained. I always felt drained of energy. My LIFE was drained of energy.