The boy with the eyeliner stared from across the room. his gaze was mystifying. what did he want with me? I quickly looked away, only to realized I wanted to stare back into those eyes full of wonder.
one identity with unifying all your emotions and thoughts in one place while being able to distinguish them easily. One world means myself with all my characteristics involved as its players.
i really hate eyeliner. i try not to hate alot of things, but i will say that. in truth i am a very happy person-but when evryone talks about eyeliner its always in reference to it running down someone’s face when they are crying. sad mental picture.
My girlfriend puts eyeliner on so much stuff, I sometimes wonder if she has a fetish…she never uses glitter eyeliner thank god, but she does use some crazzzyy colors. She uses it to bring out her natural eye color and it looks good!
Ahh the past has come back again. A time where I hide behind my make-up and disguised who i was. A time of darkness that i mocked with dark eyeliner. God removed my darkness and cleaned my eyeliner appearance and made it beautiful.
I grabbed my eyeliner and lined my eyes with it. Make me feel pretty so I can be treated like a better man. When his dick is in me, I know my eyeliner got me my prize. My eyeliner will take me places no man has ever gone before. I don’t know what I’d do without my eyeliner, but I’m going to keep it with me forever. Or die
i have never been one for makeup. Just didn’t like the feel of something between the air and my skin. But as I have matured, shall we say, I feel like my eyes are growing smaller and smaller amidst the sea of wrinkles around my eyes and eyeliner is like the life preserver keeping them visible. I can’t even leave the house without it now.
For many women, it’s what defines them. It draws attention to or away, it defines boldly, or detracts demurely. It’s bright or dark or racy, just like the woman wearing it. A symbol of inner girl.
beauty, definition, colourful, luxurious, contours. i put on eyeliner when i go out somewhere special because i want to look good. sometimes i use pencil, sometimes liquid.
I looked at the canvas, wondering what was missing. I hurried out, only to return a minute later with the triumphant look of someone who is about to do -and get away with doing- something they probably shouldn’t. The face in the portrait stared solemnly back at me, as I gently and quietly applied the kohl under her eyes.
Later that night, my sister told me it was the eyes of the woman in my painting that she loved the most. “They almost look real”, she whispered. “Well, I wouldn’t be surprised,” I couldn’t help but chuckle as I thought “…she’s wearing your make-up!”
I don’t wear makeup. I don’t wear eyeliner. But i love it <3 it's my favorite makeup thingy. It makes my tiny asian eyes look prettty:) i love the colored ones like blue, but only if you know how to properly wear it…if not…ew. I only tried pencil like once, i wanna try liquid but i heard it burns when you put it on :O
Even though you bought me a different one to the one I asked for and I was really ungrateful and dismissed the gift, I get more compliments when I use it than at any other time. I suppose I am not always right. Thanks for making me look so cute.
I remember when eyeliner was so important to me — to get it on just right. I loved the whole eye make-up thing. But now I wear glasses, and I don’t put eye make-up on any more. I love to see what other people do with their eye make-up though — the wilder the better!
Omg I love using eyeliner…not really eyeliner tends to make me cry and I play sports alot so I dont want people asking me why Im crying during the event or meet. So im scared of wearing makeup or any type of eyeliner at all. Or else I might me considered a wimp. PEACE OUT!!!
She first started wearing eyeliner when she was seven. He knew at that precise moment that he was in a lot of trouble with Zoe. She was going to make his life challenging in all the ways that he thought about when he first held her in his arms.
Kohl, poisons, a mask. Raccoon stares from across the room. Let us draw more attention so that when morning comes we can look like the strangers that we feel.
Her eyes were red from crying. Somehow, rimming them in thick brown eyeliner seemed right, steadying, like following her normal routine in spite of the fact that her world was falling apart would fix things. She knew that it just made the bloodshot state of her eyes more startling, but she didn’t care. She wanted things to be normal, even if it was just a little bit, even if it was just on the surface.
My friend was poked in the eye today. We just took a big test and we were talking about the answers. This one girl got really excited because we all got the same answer and went to high five us, and she missed my friends hand in her excitement, instead striking the upper left face region, including the eye. Her eyeliner ran from the reflex tears.
. . . . runs down my face as I read the obituary over my morning coffee: “Survived by her son and three grandchildren, she was a prize-winning baker famous for her lemon merengue pie.”
My friend was poked in the eye today. We just took a big test and we were talking about the answers. This one girl got really excited because we all got the same answer and went to high five us, and she missed my friends hand in her excitement, instead striking the upper left face region, including the eye. Her mascara ran from the reflex tears.
Girls waiting in line for colors that make the windows of their soul spill a message….sometimes you wonder why there is so much to dress the superficial but not as much to dress the soul.
I never really got the opportunity to wear eyeliner. I was in a play once, a Musical spinoff of Alice in wonderland, and they were trying to make us all wear makeup. I’d be dammed if they were going to doll me up. So i somehow managed to escape the dreaded eyeliner, and to this day have never had another eyeliner experience.
Although strangely named for a pet crocodile, Eyeliner was the best friend any little kid could have. I still remember walking the scaly old reptile across the park, scaring all the old ladies and little kids away. Ah, such good times were had. But then, she died.
Eyeliner reminds me of emos and girls the only 2 things that remind of it. Girls I can understand but guys are another story because when they put it on they look like fags.
Some people wear eyeliner, some don’t, some need to, but I don’t. I don’t need to but every once and a while i do. But i don’t need to. My eyelashes are so long and thick it looks like I do.
I have been using eyeliner since I was 12, I love it, cannot live without it. I think I am addicted to makeup. I can’t go outside without wearing any. Its probably because I’ve had bad Italian skin since Middle School. I hate when I see natural beauties tha
I hate wearing eyeliner — it feels as though everything makeup is is just another thing to hide myself with.
The world has an expectation of who I am, who I present myself to be.
Nobody is ever who someone else expects them to be.
Give it up world, our vanity isn’t worth the cost it is to everyone around us, regardless of their expectations. What a vicious cycle of apathy. I hope it fades.
The eyeliner was everywhere but her eyes. They always told her that she would thank them later, but right now all it felt like was strings at her wrists tugging in every direction she didn’t want to go. Why can’t they see that the only thing she wants is right in front of her? Right in front of them? He’s simply across the table.
The boy with the eyeliner stared from across the room. his gaze was mystifying. what did he want with me? I quickly looked away, only to realized I wanted to stare back into those eyes full of wonder.
one identity with unifying all your emotions and thoughts in one place while being able to distinguish them easily. One world means myself with all my characteristics involved as its players.
i really hate eyeliner. i try not to hate alot of things, but i will say that. in truth i am a very happy person-but when evryone talks about eyeliner its always in reference to it running down someone’s face when they are crying. sad mental picture.
My girlfriend puts eyeliner on so much stuff, I sometimes wonder if she has a fetish…she never uses glitter eyeliner thank god, but she does use some crazzzyy colors. She uses it to bring out her natural eye color and it looks good!
Ahh the past has come back again. A time where I hide behind my make-up and disguised who i was. A time of darkness that i mocked with dark eyeliner. God removed my darkness and cleaned my eyeliner appearance and made it beautiful.
My sister stole my eyeliner. Bitch. Not really. I love her too much to yell at her for it…so I’ll go eyelinerless for a while I guess…sigh.
I grabbed my eyeliner and lined my eyes with it. Make me feel pretty so I can be treated like a better man. When his dick is in me, I know my eyeliner got me my prize. My eyeliner will take me places no man has ever gone before. I don’t know what I’d do without my eyeliner, but I’m going to keep it with me forever. Or die
i have never been one for makeup. Just didn’t like the feel of something between the air and my skin. But as I have matured, shall we say, I feel like my eyes are growing smaller and smaller amidst the sea of wrinkles around my eyes and eyeliner is like the life preserver keeping them visible. I can’t even leave the house without it now.
For many women, it’s what defines them. It draws attention to or away, it defines boldly, or detracts demurely. It’s bright or dark or racy, just like the woman wearing it. A symbol of inner girl.
beauty, definition, colourful, luxurious, contours. i put on eyeliner when i go out somewhere special because i want to look good. sometimes i use pencil, sometimes liquid.
I looked at the canvas, wondering what was missing. I hurried out, only to return a minute later with the triumphant look of someone who is about to do -and get away with doing- something they probably shouldn’t. The face in the portrait stared solemnly back at me, as I gently and quietly applied the kohl under her eyes.
Later that night, my sister told me it was the eyes of the woman in my painting that she loved the most. “They almost look real”, she whispered. “Well, I wouldn’t be surprised,” I couldn’t help but chuckle as I thought “…she’s wearing your make-up!”
I don’t wear makeup. I don’t wear eyeliner. But i love it <3 it's my favorite makeup thingy. It makes my tiny asian eyes look prettty:) i love the colored ones like blue, but only if you know how to properly wear it…if not…ew. I only tried pencil like once, i wanna try liquid but i heard it burns when you put it on :O
Even though you bought me a different one to the one I asked for and I was really ungrateful and dismissed the gift, I get more compliments when I use it than at any other time. I suppose I am not always right. Thanks for making me look so cute.
I remember when eyeliner was so important to me — to get it on just right. I loved the whole eye make-up thing. But now I wear glasses, and I don’t put eye make-up on any more. I love to see what other people do with their eye make-up though — the wilder the better!
Omg I love using eyeliner…not really eyeliner tends to make me cry and I play sports alot so I dont want people asking me why Im crying during the event or meet. So im scared of wearing makeup or any type of eyeliner at all. Or else I might me considered a wimp. PEACE OUT!!!
She first started wearing eyeliner when she was seven. He knew at that precise moment that he was in a lot of trouble with Zoe. She was going to make his life challenging in all the ways that he thought about when he first held her in his arms.
Kohl, poisons, a mask. Raccoon stares from across the room. Let us draw more attention so that when morning comes we can look like the strangers that we feel.
Her eyes were red from crying. Somehow, rimming them in thick brown eyeliner seemed right, steadying, like following her normal routine in spite of the fact that her world was falling apart would fix things. She knew that it just made the bloodshot state of her eyes more startling, but she didn’t care. She wanted things to be normal, even if it was just a little bit, even if it was just on the surface.
My friend was poked in the eye today. We just took a big test and we were talking about the answers. This one girl got really excited because we all got the same answer and went to high five us, and she missed my friends hand in her excitement, instead striking the upper left face region, including the eye. Her eyeliner ran from the reflex tears.
. . . . runs down my face as I read the obituary over my morning coffee: “Survived by her son and three grandchildren, she was a prize-winning baker famous for her lemon merengue pie.”
My friend was poked in the eye today. We just took a big test and we were talking about the answers. This one girl got really excited because we all got the same answer and went to high five us, and she missed my friends hand in her excitement, instead striking the upper left face region, including the eye. Her mascara ran from the reflex tears.
Girls waiting in line for colors that make the windows of their soul spill a message….sometimes you wonder why there is so much to dress the superficial but not as much to dress the soul.
I never really got the opportunity to wear eyeliner. I was in a play once, a Musical spinoff of Alice in wonderland, and they were trying to make us all wear makeup. I’d be dammed if they were going to doll me up. So i somehow managed to escape the dreaded eyeliner, and to this day have never had another eyeliner experience.
stuff girls put around there eyes to look nice and pretty…it´s just a line,but it can make a difference :)
Pretty interesting
Although strangely named for a pet crocodile, Eyeliner was the best friend any little kid could have. I still remember walking the scaly old reptile across the park, scaring all the old ladies and little kids away. Ah, such good times were had. But then, she died.
Eyeliner reminds me of emos and girls the only 2 things that remind of it. Girls I can understand but guys are another story because when they put it on they look like fags.
Some people wear eyeliner, some don’t, some need to, but I don’t. I don’t need to but every once and a while i do. But i don’t need to. My eyelashes are so long and thick it looks like I do.
Eyeliner is a type of makeup.
that is what girls put on there face. but boys don’t put that.
eyeliner is a type of makeup people wear on their eyes to look cool or pretty.
she put the eyeliner on her eyes she wanted to look good for him little did she know the hourrs that awaited her
I have been using eyeliner since I was 12, I love it, cannot live without it. I think I am addicted to makeup. I can’t go outside without wearing any. Its probably because I’ve had bad Italian skin since Middle School. I hate when I see natural beauties tha
I hate wearing eyeliner — it feels as though everything makeup is is just another thing to hide myself with.
The world has an expectation of who I am, who I present myself to be.
Nobody is ever who someone else expects them to be.
Give it up world, our vanity isn’t worth the cost it is to everyone around us, regardless of their expectations. What a vicious cycle of apathy. I hope it fades.
The eyeliner was everywhere but her eyes. They always told her that she would thank them later, but right now all it felt like was strings at her wrists tugging in every direction she didn’t want to go. Why can’t they see that the only thing she wants is right in front of her? Right in front of them? He’s simply across the table.
ello gov’ner. my name is gov’ner
hello elinei
hello
not
just kiding
eat my eyeliner