i figure it would never be the same afterwards… once you make that move, theres no going back. i mean, some friendships just cant handle the leap into lovers. is it worth the risk? hes my best friend.. i couldnt lose him if it didnt work. but i think about the possibilities everyday.
People talk about the perfect figure. However, in my mind at least, it has to be different for everyone. Unless we’re talking about numbers in which case I can’t remember what that number is. Ah well. I figure someone else will get it.
go figure is exactly what is going on in my head right now. i relocate to a city i don’t want to be in and take a job i don’t want to work and live with all of her best friends most of whom i don’t really like and then after three years she moves to chicago for a temporary change of pace and comes back to visit and dump me and then i was like well go figure here i am back in shit city right where i started. go figure.
A figure is the shape of a person which can be also used to describe a particular object of desire.
A woman, for example can go after her desire of having a good figure which means to go after a slim figure which is made desirable by the media. A working person can go after the desire of having more figures in his salary.
A figure in a shadowy doorway. Or a figure in shining knight’s armor. Or possibly even a figure you look up to you. It all sounds cliche, but I’d take the time to look. A figure is someone. A person. Someone who lives their live, and does what they do.
This is how I figure it: no matter what I decide, I will lose. The figure faded into the sunset. Figure finger mittens gloves. I wish I could figure you out.
the figure stood in the hall. loney and afriad. it stood there and watched as life itself flew by. wondering my the firgure ahouls exsist, it walked tward the coffin whom his loved one
her figure was bathed in the moonlight, i had never taken in such an image. I wanted so badly to hold her and love her forever, but i couldn’t because she and i would never be one in the same. her living and me dead,
go. i don’t know what to think about it. i figure a lot of things. sometimes over figure. what is a figure? ice skating? my shape? i’m out of mine. i need to get into shape. have a good figure. but i’m a guy. do guys have figures? i hope i don’t. i think i don’t. maybe that’s what i’m afraid hip hop abs will do to me. make me too lean to be considered a man.
…figure the reality of an illusion. Seems to me the concept of figure has so many dimensions that one could become lost in the figure of their speech or the figure within a numerical computation-and yet! One might become distracted by the figure of a man or a woman or come to find the delicate figure sculpted by hand broke into a thousand pieces…I figure glue could not even cement that sculpted figure back together again! Huh! Go Figure!!!!!!
I figure it will be a while before I really figure out what I want to do in life. Sometimes I think I should work on my figure. Other times I think I should work on my career because my figures don’t always add up. Figures.
i think it’s hard to figure things out sometimes but I like to just so I know what’s going on. Figure maybe as figure in time I can’t concentrate because Robbie keeps talking it’s really annoying. But a sculpture, a figure, anything sculpted to be beautiful.
I always thought you’d figure that I love you, but you didn’t. You haven’t. I want you so badly just to understand, to figure it out. I can’t get you off my mind anymore, it’s become a obsession. One that I can’t figure it’s orgin, figure it’s exact moment of birth.
Maybe it’s the day you came into my life. The day I figured I’d was ready to die.
Carve, Carve. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other I felt good. The satisfying sound of ski on snow excited me. I was up straight and not falling. I wished I could see myself… and my figure zig zagging down the run. The speed I was getting scared me and I slid and tumbled over feeling my body hit snow. When I can to a stop I started to laugh, it was all good.
i like my figure. even though i have a little bit of chub since my boobs are bigger than my chub i think it evens it out. plus, as long as clothes look cute on me and my bf is still interested in me, i will always love my figure, and i never let my shape get out of hand.
The first thing that came to mind when I saw this word was the phrase “Go figure”. Then I started thinking about figure eights, figures of speech, and figures (like a human figure that you would sketch). I don’t really know what to say about this word, other than what I already have. Hah.
I shut the door to the parlor behind me and make my way down the street. It’s an eerie night; there are no clouds in the sky, no fog… just a full moon watching me.
I look ahead to the corner of the street and see a mysterious figure.
A PORTRAIT: A figure silhouetted by the picture window, clutching pens, sketches the figure. Her beauty is yet in his grasp. (One beautiful woman remains; may the vultures descend.)
The doll stared at her with an unusual look on her face. The glass might have helped her odd reflection, but it was strange nonetheless. It looked like her. The same chocolate brown eyes and dark hair, even the same skin tone. The brown of her skin shown on the doll as well, almost glowing like her smooth skin. She had to have that doll.
sometimes i wonder things. i question everything all of the time. i’m constantly thinking and planning. I work things out in my brain and play scenarios over and over again trying to make sure I’m on top of everything. Sometimes I’m wrong about things. Sometimes I think of really smart shit and I want to write it down. Sometimes I think.
I figuered it out! The logic problem that has plagued my my whole life. How can I trust in someone? How can i honestly and logically believe in someone?
Go figure. I never knew that you liked to eat bananas. Bananas are my favorite fruit. they are just so yellow and yummy and tasty. I eat bananas with my cereal in the morning.
I saw his figure the minute that I walked into the crowded room. I knew that he was going to be trouble. It was only a matter of days until we were pressed against each other kissing…if only I had seen someone else’s figure. That boy was a heart breaker.
the shape of something
i figure it would never be the same afterwards… once you make that move, theres no going back. i mean, some friendships just cant handle the leap into lovers. is it worth the risk? hes my best friend.. i couldnt lose him if it didnt work. but i think about the possibilities everyday.
People talk about the perfect figure. However, in my mind at least, it has to be different for everyone. Unless we’re talking about numbers in which case I can’t remember what that number is. Ah well. I figure someone else will get it.
go figure. figure drawing. figuring things out. six digit figure.
figur is what gives shape. Character it is. Figure lets you be.
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i don’t like this word…its associated with maths a subject i never liked and never scored well so my marks percentage i mean also went down..
go figure is exactly what is going on in my head right now. i relocate to a city i don’t want to be in and take a job i don’t want to work and live with all of her best friends most of whom i don’t really like and then after three years she moves to chicago for a temporary change of pace and comes back to visit and dump me and then i was like well go figure here i am back in shit city right where i started. go figure.
a womans figure, a number, digit, try to think something,
A figure is the shape of a person which can be also used to describe a particular object of desire.
A woman, for example can go after her desire of having a good figure which means to go after a slim figure which is made desirable by the media. A working person can go after the desire of having more figures in his salary.
there was nothing new, except for the figure of a cobalt horse leaning up against the eastern wall.
A figure in a shadowy doorway. Or a figure in shining knight’s armor. Or possibly even a figure you look up to you. It all sounds cliche, but I’d take the time to look. A figure is someone. A person. Someone who lives their live, and does what they do.
This is how I figure it: no matter what I decide, I will lose. The figure faded into the sunset. Figure finger mittens gloves. I wish I could figure you out.
the figure stood in the hall. loney and afriad. it stood there and watched as life itself flew by. wondering my the firgure ahouls exsist, it walked tward the coffin whom his loved one
her figure was bathed in the moonlight, i had never taken in such an image. I wanted so badly to hold her and love her forever, but i couldn’t because she and i would never be one in the same. her living and me dead,
figure is beautiful, figure is scientific…that is the power of language
Same word with different meanings!
go. i don’t know what to think about it. i figure a lot of things. sometimes over figure. what is a figure? ice skating? my shape? i’m out of mine. i need to get into shape. have a good figure. but i’m a guy. do guys have figures? i hope i don’t. i think i don’t. maybe that’s what i’m afraid hip hop abs will do to me. make me too lean to be considered a man.
…figure the reality of an illusion. Seems to me the concept of figure has so many dimensions that one could become lost in the figure of their speech or the figure within a numerical computation-and yet! One might become distracted by the figure of a man or a woman or come to find the delicate figure sculpted by hand broke into a thousand pieces…I figure glue could not even cement that sculpted figure back together again! Huh! Go Figure!!!!!!
figure out this problem:
I figure it will be a while before I really figure out what I want to do in life. Sometimes I think I should work on my figure. Other times I think I should work on my career because my figures don’t always add up. Figures.
i think it’s hard to figure things out sometimes but I like to just so I know what’s going on. Figure maybe as figure in time I can’t concentrate because Robbie keeps talking it’s really annoying. But a sculpture, a figure, anything sculpted to be beautiful.
i figure that this is quite interesting. And cool too.
I always thought you’d figure that I love you, but you didn’t. You haven’t. I want you so badly just to understand, to figure it out. I can’t get you off my mind anymore, it’s become a obsession. One that I can’t figure it’s orgin, figure it’s exact moment of birth.
Maybe it’s the day you came into my life. The day I figured I’d was ready to die.
figure out what you have to do…now
Carve, Carve. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other I felt good. The satisfying sound of ski on snow excited me. I was up straight and not falling. I wished I could see myself… and my figure zig zagging down the run. The speed I was getting scared me and I slid and tumbled over feeling my body hit snow. When I can to a stop I started to laugh, it was all good.
The human figure is beautiful and amazing. It never seaces to impress me with its many varioations and nuances. Figure is an attractive word.
i like my figure. even though i have a little bit of chub since my boobs are bigger than my chub i think it evens it out. plus, as long as clothes look cute on me and my bf is still interested in me, i will always love my figure, and i never let my shape get out of hand.
The first thing that came to mind when I saw this word was the phrase “Go figure”. Then I started thinking about figure eights, figures of speech, and figures (like a human figure that you would sketch). I don’t really know what to say about this word, other than what I already have. Hah.
I shut the door to the parlor behind me and make my way down the street. It’s an eerie night; there are no clouds in the sky, no fog… just a full moon watching me.
I look ahead to the corner of the street and see a mysterious figure.
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all the good-looking ones are taken. go figure.
A PORTRAIT: A figure silhouetted by the picture window, clutching pens, sketches the figure. Her beauty is yet in his grasp. (One beautiful woman remains; may the vultures descend.)
The doll stared at her with an unusual look on her face. The glass might have helped her odd reflection, but it was strange nonetheless. It looked like her. The same chocolate brown eyes and dark hair, even the same skin tone. The brown of her skin shown on the doll as well, almost glowing like her smooth skin. She had to have that doll.
sometimes i wonder things. i question everything all of the time. i’m constantly thinking and planning. I work things out in my brain and play scenarios over and over again trying to make sure I’m on top of everything. Sometimes I’m wrong about things. Sometimes I think of really smart shit and I want to write it down. Sometimes I think.
I figuered it out! The logic problem that has plagued my my whole life. How can I trust in someone? How can i honestly and logically believe in someone?
i cant. but i will just the same.
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I can’t figure out what to write =P
Go figure. I never knew that you liked to eat bananas. Bananas are my favorite fruit. they are just so yellow and yummy and tasty. I eat bananas with my cereal in the morning.
She had a beautiful figure, smooth hips lead into endless legs. Full brests and slim shoulders. a delicate hourglass; fragile and timeless.
I saw his figure the minute that I walked into the crowded room. I knew that he was going to be trouble. It was only a matter of days until we were pressed against each other kissing…if only I had seen someone else’s figure. That boy was a heart breaker.