Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
There is foam on top of the drink I just got from the restraunt. Is this a good thing? I don’t think so. Foam may just go away, but who knows. Have fun with that drink and take the foam away.
Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
i am a foam wave across the horizon
an unsteady line, a fragile flickering
of dust and water. you are
the rock that binds me in sunset,
the fish that gnaw at my heels and
ask me: stay
sea shaving love fun lie back and relax bath bubble life love sea and sun where is the summer now. Foaming or foamed foamy hot chocolate and curling up by the fire on cold wet weekends. Life is foam
I have to work with a racist girl for a school project. I’m not sure how people in this day can be racist. How ignorant can you really be? I hate school today. I hate everything. I want to go home. Sigh. a;slkjdfhgkdf;alkdkjlj
There’s something about shaving cream that is utterly hilarious… No matter how many times you nick yourself shaving it cannot dampen the joy you get from making a foam shaving cream beard or hair.
Seafoam green is probably the ugliest color known to mankind, and the head of beers is not always the best part but adds depth, and foam smashing up from waterfalls refreshes, and rabies manifests by uncontrolled foaming.
The sea foam was green. A dark green. The kind of green that comes from a dead corpse rotting at the bottom of the ocean.
Dr. Scott knew that. His instincts told him so. But how was he to prove Dr. Grame’s philosophy about the green substance as wrong?
Foam is everything you use to make yourself feel better
it’s the clouds the bath the gravy on your delicious steak in the evening it’s the morning and the night and the bubbly feeling you get
when
you’ve been
kissed
His eyes are blue-green.
He might even say teal or sea-foam green.
This is an anecdote I like to tell people because I think it’s humorous.
You know what’s humorous? Unrequited affection.
That’s humorous.
The foam of the toothpaste fills my mouth. I’ve gotten too much on the brush again. A bit the size of a pea is enough to flavor my mouth; and it’s the toothbrush that does the real cleaning, not the damned toothpaste. But I still like that foam. All the time, the foamy foam, the fluff, the illusion instead of the real thing.
Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
The top of a root beer or other soda drink. The caps of waves forming to crash on the shore. A rabid raccoon.
the sea under my foot is cold and the birds that are fed by fish are all crying. i am thinking about suicide and life is sometimes good.
Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
He laid there helpless…needle in arm…no life left…just a drip of blood…and foam at the mouth. This was the day I lost my best friend.
There is foam on top of the drink I just got from the restraunt. Is this a good thing? I don’t think so. Foam may just go away, but who knows. Have fun with that drink and take the foam away.
Foam reminds me of bubbles, and bubblebaths, and bubble beards that I made on myself and my younger sister when were so little. Foam also reminds me of mad dogs, when they’re foaming at the mouth. And shaving cream, for when you want to fake your own madness.
foaming at the mouth… you make me spittin’ mad! like a rabid dog. how about i bite your ass so you can be just as mad as me…. foaming!
i am a foam wave across the horizon
an unsteady line, a fragile flickering
of dust and water. you are
the rock that binds me in sunset,
the fish that gnaw at my heels and
ask me: stay
sea shaving love fun lie back and relax bath bubble life love sea and sun where is the summer now. Foaming or foamed foamy hot chocolate and curling up by the fire on cold wet weekends. Life is foam
I have to work with a racist girl for a school project. I’m not sure how people in this day can be racist. How ignorant can you really be? I hate school today. I hate everything. I want to go home. Sigh. a;slkjdfhgkdf;alkdkjlj
There’s something about shaving cream that is utterly hilarious… No matter how many times you nick yourself shaving it cannot dampen the joy you get from making a foam shaving cream beard or hair.
Seafoam green is probably the ugliest color known to mankind, and the head of beers is not always the best part but adds depth, and foam smashing up from waterfalls refreshes, and rabies manifests by uncontrolled foaming.
The sea foam was green. A dark green. The kind of green that comes from a dead corpse rotting at the bottom of the ocean.
Dr. Scott knew that. His instincts told him so. But how was he to prove Dr. Grame’s philosophy about the green substance as wrong?
Foam is everything you use to make yourself feel better
it’s the clouds the bath the gravy on your delicious steak in the evening it’s the morning and the night and the bubbly feeling you get
when
you’ve been
kissed
foam
Crumbling walls of ocean.
Foam cuddling masses of water.
It hits me hard.
Im in love.
His eyes are blue-green.
He might even say teal or sea-foam green.
This is an anecdote I like to tell people because I think it’s humorous.
You know what’s humorous? Unrequited affection.
That’s humorous.
Foaming, bloating, dying fish. Floating in the sewage of this deathly town, sad isn’t it?
The foam of the toothpaste fills my mouth. I’ve gotten too much on the brush again. A bit the size of a pea is enough to flavor my mouth; and it’s the toothbrush that does the real cleaning, not the damned toothpaste. But I still like that foam. All the time, the foamy foam, the fluff, the illusion instead of the real thing.
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