The lit candle in front of his face left a glowing residue underneath his chin, lighting up every hair that had ever grown on his face. Fears of them catching on fire had never been thought of…
it’s a shiny thing like a candle, people get called ‘glowing’ when they wear nice face makeup when I hear glowing I think of face makeup and a magazine add that says “get that glowing look”. Also spray tans. And ghosts
her head glowing in the moonlight, all were sure she was magical or
alien
or
someone’s gotta find that beautiful
and
everyone else thinks she’s crazy
ugly
where’d her mother go wrong?
where’d society go
Her skin was glowing – she looked fresh and sun kissed. I watched her climb out of the boat and realized it wasn’t a glow any one wanted. It was a sun burn. July days in a boat are dangerous.
the dress that the girl was wearing was glowing. It was really beautiful and it made the girl even more beautiful than she already was. Everybody was jealous of her.
the glowing fireflies fly fast through the sky. they seem so peaceful though… why cant humans be this way? fast, yet still at peace. and not fast because we need to be, but fast because we want to live as much life as we can before our light goes out. before we stop glowing.
the stars were glowing so brightly. it was a gorgeous night, something that i hadn’t seen in years. you don’t get stars like that in the city. sure, the skyline can be pretty. the lights in the buildings creating an incredible pattern in the sky. but the stars. man, they were put there by god. those were magical. glowing. i wanted to see more of that.
glowing my eyes where glowing , i wanted you forever, you are the most amazing thing i have ever seen. but you dont care, you never cared all you ever wanted was sex once that was over you left forever. you said we would be together forever, but now foreverfeels so very far away like its never coming back
Glowing with excitement, with anticipation, with wonder. The moon skimmed the horizon, trading places with the sun. It was an everyday thing, never changing, except for that once in a small lifetime in which they came together as one, the glow of the sun and the moon entertwined in a harmonious union.
the stars were glowing. bright. so bright it almost hurt my eyes. then a figure appeared out of the starlite sky and it was jesus. he said justin, come with me. we shall return to the holy land. i was hesitant at first but it was jesus. you can’t say no to jesus.
one work ashlyn yesa one word errday to say hi we sti;; friends yes i love you your a good friend we like sharing fun things like one word in math and english yes fun times, i love sayimng it cause it was from mike and me cause he didnt say one word to me but you made it up cause your so good at making things up
Don’t miss you miss those long summer nights at girl scout camp? We walked through the woods, smiling at everything nature had to offer. Fireflies floated throughout the sky and we laid on the grass talking about home. When we actually got there, we realized it was nothing compared to the joys of this summer hide away.
She snapped the glowstick, lighting the room with a weak pink color. “Where did it go?!” She whispered, her voice hoarse and panicky. “He’ll kill us if we’ve lost it, you know that, right?”
Someone knocked into her as they tried to look underneath a chair. “HEY! Watch it Buddy.”
A muffled masculine voice emanated from underneath the armchair. “We’ve got bigger issues to watch than whether I bump into you Elisa.”
glowing.. always glowing, the neon lights of this town. this town where nothing’s made for people. this town where happiness don’t even exist, this town where love just is a mere word…
her eyes glowed with tears. he wished he was the kind of person who wanted to whipe away the tears but he wasn’t. he was the kind of person who wanted her to keep crying so he could continue to admire the shade of blue her irises radiated when she sobbed
‘Gatsby literally glowed’, Fitzgerald wrote. Does anything literally glow? Does anyone ever literally feel like they could? Does literal happiness exist? Does literal smiling- no fake, no lie, no regret- does that exist? What is literal? What isn’t?
Glowing from the inside out, she was a kind of incandescent ghost. A beacon that led everyone to her and when they got there, she always gave them what they needed. There are some people who are inherently light, it’s just in their nature. And Annabelle was one of them.
When I went to Annabelle it was last spring, after the accident. And she sat there and looked at me for forever. We were sitting across the table from one another.
Look man, I’ve told more time than I can conceal. So just look down at your feet walk straight and stay away from here. Late enough lines will show and your path of self-demise will be revealed.
I’ve never been that way. I’ve never seen someone, lit up. “He was glowing” his mother told me, about when he looked at her. I wonder when I’ll meet someone. When is it my turn to glow? To light up? To smile at the sight of that one person, that’s that special. I want to know, I want to glow.
when they look at me, i can tell they see i am glowing. The insides of me are radiating to the outside of my body- emitting through my pores. My skin is glowing. No, I am not pregnant. I am glowing because theres a happiness thats occurring throughout my whole body. Why? Because I am falling in love with you- and theres nothing else that brings me this much happiness.
enthusaistic, loving and are air about someone, a feeling about someone or something. I want to be more glowing, i want that feeling to be like that- i want to give off the illusion that i am brighter, loving and sexy among the crowd- so much so that I would be glowing
glowing. you know what’s glowing. the possibilities. the magical maybes I have such fun imagining. but then I remember. you know what else…. prom. i’m going to prom saturday. no date. everything willl be very glowing…. i wish i had more time. i wish i had a lot of things. wish i were beautiful.
Happiness and love deep from the heart gives a certain glow, a glow that I long for. It’s my fault that I have let it go. I wonder if I can be sincere with my heart.
Glowing can come from lights sometimes. Or at the end of a cave. Or through a window. I love windows. It isnpired a song. Pregnant women glow. I don;t glow. I’m a bit pale. Glowing…glowing…glowing….l……..um…….i don;t know why, but that makes me think of condoms O.o
You are glowing with the feeling of having successfully trained 19 WRAP facilitators and guiding them through a week filled with laughter, tears, trepidation, courage, fun, and amazement. You and Jean were a good team together! Hooray!
When she woke, she was glowing. Her face, her eyes, her body, she knew there was something different about her, but she didn’t know what. She didn’t remember that she died the night before.
bright and sunny, your face when you put make up on you’re not hungover and you’ve actually slept, bronzer, candles, the fire when its burning out, earrings made of pearl and gold even if they are from primark,
Pregnant women are filled with this. So are neon lights which is why they give off a bright color that glows in the dark. Some women hate the glow of pregnancy and some don’t. I personally think it’s a beautiful experience and the prouder you are the prettier it is. Light bulbs also give this off which…
stars worms people the moon onstage at home alone in the dirt in the sky on the water my porch lights your eyes lightning eclipse silence silence silence
The lit candle in front of his face left a glowing residue underneath his chin, lighting up every hair that had ever grown on his face. Fears of them catching on fire had never been thought of…
glowing like a plastic dinosaur sitting in my cupped hand, I try with my walled fingers to keep the apocaylpse outside away.
it’s a shiny thing like a candle, people get called ‘glowing’ when they wear nice face makeup when I hear glowing I think of face makeup and a magazine add that says “get that glowing look”. Also spray tans. And ghosts
her head glowing in the moonlight, all were sure she was magical or
alien
or
someone’s gotta find that beautiful
and
everyone else thinks she’s crazy
ugly
where’d her mother go wrong?
where’d society go
Her skin was glowing – she looked fresh and sun kissed. I watched her climb out of the boat and realized it wasn’t a glow any one wanted. It was a sun burn. July days in a boat are dangerous.
the dress that the girl was wearing was glowing. It was really beautiful and it made the girl even more beautiful than she already was. Everybody was jealous of her.
the glowing fireflies fly fast through the sky. they seem so peaceful though… why cant humans be this way? fast, yet still at peace. and not fast because we need to be, but fast because we want to live as much life as we can before our light goes out. before we stop glowing.
the stars were glowing so brightly. it was a gorgeous night, something that i hadn’t seen in years. you don’t get stars like that in the city. sure, the skyline can be pretty. the lights in the buildings creating an incredible pattern in the sky. but the stars. man, they were put there by god. those were magical. glowing. i wanted to see more of that.
glowing my eyes where glowing , i wanted you forever, you are the most amazing thing i have ever seen. but you dont care, you never cared all you ever wanted was sex once that was over you left forever. you said we would be together forever, but now foreverfeels so very far away like its never coming back
Glowing with excitement, with anticipation, with wonder. The moon skimmed the horizon, trading places with the sun. It was an everyday thing, never changing, except for that once in a small lifetime in which they came together as one, the glow of the sun and the moon entertwined in a harmonious union.
glowing is awsome. your eyes go crazy like a bull on steroides. glowing things are special. they meen something. it means something special.
the stars were glowing. bright. so bright it almost hurt my eyes. then a figure appeared out of the starlite sky and it was jesus. he said justin, come with me. we shall return to the holy land. i was hesitant at first but it was jesus. you can’t say no to jesus.
one work ashlyn yesa one word errday to say hi we sti;; friends yes i love you your a good friend we like sharing fun things like one word in math and english yes fun times, i love sayimng it cause it was from mike and me cause he didnt say one word to me but you made it up cause your so good at making things up
Glowing in the dark is the lamp shedding pieces of shadow across my desk, as I wonder whether I have done the right thing.
Don’t miss you miss those long summer nights at girl scout camp? We walked through the woods, smiling at everything nature had to offer. Fireflies floated throughout the sky and we laid on the grass talking about home. When we actually got there, we realized it was nothing compared to the joys of this summer hide away.
She snapped the glowstick, lighting the room with a weak pink color. “Where did it go?!” She whispered, her voice hoarse and panicky. “He’ll kill us if we’ve lost it, you know that, right?”
Someone knocked into her as they tried to look underneath a chair. “HEY! Watch it Buddy.”
A muffled masculine voice emanated from underneath the armchair. “We’ve got bigger issues to watch than whether I bump into you Elisa.”
she hit a button on her utility belt until a light was glowing red, “i’m over riding your wise-acre mouth android,”she said.
“you guide them in, now.you hear. “
glowing.. always glowing, the neon lights of this town. this town where nothing’s made for people. this town where happiness don’t even exist, this town where love just is a mere word…
his eyes was glowing like the moon that shined upon us. and i loved him so… i never wanted this moment to end. but of course it did…
her eyes glowed with tears. he wished he was the kind of person who wanted to whipe away the tears but he wasn’t. he was the kind of person who wanted her to keep crying so he could continue to admire the shade of blue her irises radiated when she sobbed
‘Gatsby literally glowed’, Fitzgerald wrote. Does anything literally glow? Does anyone ever literally feel like they could? Does literal happiness exist? Does literal smiling- no fake, no lie, no regret- does that exist? What is literal? What isn’t?
Glowing from the inside out, she was a kind of incandescent ghost. A beacon that led everyone to her and when they got there, she always gave them what they needed. There are some people who are inherently light, it’s just in their nature. And Annabelle was one of them.
When I went to Annabelle it was last spring, after the accident. And she sat there and looked at me for forever. We were sitting across the table from one another.
Look man, I’ve told more time than I can conceal. So just look down at your feet walk straight and stay away from here. Late enough lines will show and your path of self-demise will be revealed.
I’ve never been that way. I’ve never seen someone, lit up. “He was glowing” his mother told me, about when he looked at her. I wonder when I’ll meet someone. When is it my turn to glow? To light up? To smile at the sight of that one person, that’s that special. I want to know, I want to glow.
when they look at me, i can tell they see i am glowing. The insides of me are radiating to the outside of my body- emitting through my pores. My skin is glowing. No, I am not pregnant. I am glowing because theres a happiness thats occurring throughout my whole body. Why? Because I am falling in love with you- and theres nothing else that brings me this much happiness.
The phosphorescent glowing of the algae in the lake brought back dreams of stars in the sky, the light in his eyes.
Luminous
Radiant
Iridescent light moves from somewhere inside
The center
Outward
Not the focus
But
The source
enthusaistic, loving and are air about someone, a feeling about someone or something. I want to be more glowing, i want that feeling to be like that- i want to give off the illusion that i am brighter, loving and sexy among the crowd- so much so that I would be glowing
glowing. you know what’s glowing. the possibilities. the magical maybes I have such fun imagining. but then I remember. you know what else…. prom. i’m going to prom saturday. no date. everything willl be very glowing…. i wish i had more time. i wish i had a lot of things. wish i were beautiful.
The living room was glowing, black smoke filled the sky,
The fire engine hurried; the neighbors standing by.
Standing there as helpless, nothing they could do,
Leaving there saddened, lost all but two.
Happiness and love deep from the heart gives a certain glow, a glow that I long for. It’s my fault that I have let it go. I wonder if I can be sincere with my heart.
Glowing can come from lights sometimes. Or at the end of a cave. Or through a window. I love windows. It isnpired a song. Pregnant women glow. I don;t glow. I’m a bit pale. Glowing…glowing…glowing….l……..um…….i don;t know why, but that makes me think of condoms O.o
You are glowing with the feeling of having successfully trained 19 WRAP facilitators and guiding them through a week filled with laughter, tears, trepidation, courage, fun, and amazement. You and Jean were a good team together! Hooray!
When she woke, she was glowing. Her face, her eyes, her body, she knew there was something different about her, but she didn’t know what. She didn’t remember that she died the night before.
bright and sunny, your face when you put make up on you’re not hungover and you’ve actually slept, bronzer, candles, the fire when its burning out, earrings made of pearl and gold even if they are from primark,
Pregnant women are filled with this. So are neon lights which is why they give off a bright color that glows in the dark. Some women hate the glow of pregnancy and some don’t. I personally think it’s a beautiful experience and the prouder you are the prettier it is. Light bulbs also give this off which…
Her face was glowing when she walked into the room. Everyone began to smile as she walked down the aisle.
the city glow brings radiance to my face
(it is depressing when the only light
which brings us hope is the artificial
neon glare built by darkness)
With radiant face he called to me
Like the light of the heavens
I love how his face glows, the most
beautiful sight in the world
He is my one and only love,
I glow when he smiles at me
stars worms people the moon onstage at home alone in the dirt in the sky on the water my porch lights your eyes lightning eclipse silence silence silence