the back of your foot. quite possibly the most important part of your foot because it gives you balance. where would we be without heels? women certainly wouldnt have any way to flaunt their legs, but they’re more than that. they give us the boost we need to get through the day. thank you heels.
high as the sky
those bones on her ankles
the cleavage between her red enameled toes
and the arch, like a bridge
full of spring and possibility
who knew those heels, pumiced and pampered
high
loud, i don’t often wear them especially on campus, why are you wearing heels to class, you look silly and in pain
heel thy dog!
heels ryhmes with meals
i could sure use a warm one right about now
They were high. I loved to dance in them; made my head spin. On the floor…I glided. And in his mind I stayed. Well he cant stop thinkin’ bout me. But that OK ’cause he loves me anyway.
He would sweep me up then and sexily rock my world.
i like shoes. all kinds of shoes. i prefer heels cuz you see, im quite short but shoes….like the shoe museum. you think i would have gone there since i live in toronto but i have never been. ive gone by it like 50 bajillion times!!!!! its frustrating. but shoes….
sexy and sassy and difficult to walk in but so worth it. going out, flirting, height and security issues. leopard print, satin, peep toe. style. wedges. i’m not 5’2” tonight, and i can reach that can in the cabinet.
THIS WAS TOO EASY! IN MY HUMAN DAYS I WOULD HAVE BEEN OUT OF BREATH AND ON THE SIDELINES. NOW AS I CHASED MY PREY, OR SHOULD I SAY PLAYED WITH MY PREY, I WAS RIGHT ON HIS HEELS. TSK TSK, HE SHOULD KNOW, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WATCHING, TIME FOR ME TO PASS JUDGEMENT FOR HIS WRONGS, DINNER IS SERVED.
They hurt after a while. They look sexy and i love wearing them with a hot dress. They make me feel hot. I only have a few pairs but plan on buying more oncei go to college and go clubbing and stuff. i really want a red pair of stilletos.
heel big hells by the word of the lord i make thee spinach casserole casserole be the man and tge man be the burning bush i am cat with large hands and all the buuilfigs that are beneath me are dust i like the sound of clackety n te ball room floor withmy klover oh dear time’s up.
I always look for a way to stay on top of my needs. Often times I end up falling behind because I think too much about my immedtiate desires so I don’t focus on the long term effects that poor planning can deliver. I don’t like to be living on my heels but its where I am and I can’t change it. Thats life I guess. I would think a lot of people feel the same way as me, but I could be wrong. Maybe i am completely alone in this area. Maybe I’m one out of a thousand
I have always wanted a pair of heels. I always thought that women in clickity clackity heels just wanted attention, but it’s all about feeling unstoppable. I want to feel unstoppable and sassy. That’s half the fun of dressing up, being able to feel good and confident. I have always wanted red, red heels. That would be fun.
I love those shoes, but they hurt my feet. Do you think that one day we’ll have shoes that won’t kill, that won’t be made by starving people in a country whose name I couldn’t pronounce? Do you thin that comes from ignorance, me not knowing about places, about the world, what’s happenning to us?
She could hear their footsteps pounding behind her. They were right on her heels now. Faster, her mind urged. Faster, faster. So she ran. And kept running. She has to get away. No longer would she sit in the dark waiting for her knight in shining armor. She would be her own savior.
My great grandma broke both of her heels years ago. She was around 70 years old. She was at the mall in Dallas, and she fell off of a dock. She is now 84, and she walks on her feet just fine. Her heels still hurt her sometimes.
clacking together in a fit of profoundly absurd glee and wonderous changing volitile emotions together with the one thing that could forever change the earth then brought down once more by the force of gravity
first and foremost, rain is pounding on my window. Not just pelting or tapping. The drops are pounding like hell is on their heels and they want to be let in. I’m thinking about going out to meet them.
What’s that word now? Heels?
Haut Talons. Not a huge fan. They make me think back to when I had somebody that I could be impassioned about and frustrated at. Someone who would take away my thoughts and make me cry. “I thought my heart had learned its lesson” You and me both, Meg.
You’re nipping right on someone’s heals. In some aspect, you are. There is someone behind you, doing the same. And it will always be like that. You’re just standing in line. Step out.
i love i heels. they remind me of that video on youtube. i think it’s called kelly wants some new shoes? anyway. that’s a funny video. heels also remind me of ‘clack clack.’ that’s what they sound like. nordies. devil wears prada.
Well heels are a very important part of the foot. HIGH heels are stupid. I hardly wear them, i cant stand it. I feel good for 1 minute before i hurt! I wore them at my wedding and totally wish i didnt! I just bought them to please his mum and sister.. what a waste of $180! They cost as much as my dress!
Always make you look taller, in control and dressed up, ready to go. They hurt if they are too tall or don’t fit right, can be fun to walk in and always make you feel sassy. The best are the ones that you can wear with EVERYTHING!
She pulled her red high heels out of the closet. She had always known that it wasn’t a waste to buy them. As she slipped them on she remembered who had been there shopping with her. Chris. Her lover of the past. He had always been there for her, but she had left him all alone that night, making her the blame for his death.
I landed on my heels but then I fell into a black hole where the pudding was waiting for me. Should I eat it with a spoon? or show I just stuff my face in it. I’ve got gas. How much is gas. I don’t know. This pudding is good.
she wore them. they were blue. ice blue. i had a misunderstanding with them. why were they always here, starring at me. one foot in front of the other, leaving the rest of us behind. and i, her lonely sandals.
I like to wear heels. They’re cute. And they make me taller. Which is good because I’m short. They hurt my feet. But it’s okay because they’re cute. Flats are neat too because they’re cute and don’t hurt my feet. Most of the time.
in time your heels will break and all the worold will laugh when you fall on the stage. except they dont care at all. but it makes your butt look good. o towering woman your a sain. your lipstick sins have all been in vain and it isnt a poison that stays on your lips its in your cream ridges in your breasts and your clit. o high heeled woman can you breath the air tall. it is there it is there the air when you fall
a thing women can’t live without. it heightens your self esteem almost immediately, when you walk on them and it makes you feel so much more invincible. and the best thing, you can actually easily learn to handle them!
She came up on his heels. Running faster and faster, she didn’t think he saw her. But he may have… She controlled her breathing and increased her pace. She caught her reflection in the mirror. “Oh God…” She thought, and she kept running.
She stumbles along the scew sideway thinking of the great night she had. It’s a shame Michael had to leave. Tomorrow she’ll think different about it. She’ll have forgotten him thinking of someone else. pity. ’cause Michael meant more giving that hug than she can imagine.
i hate high heels. i never wear them. ever. i do not understand why they would name something after the part of your body that they hurt the most. it is like the shoe companies knew that heels would ache and pain. so they named the show after your heel to make you remember where the pain is. but hey. at least you look great in them.
heels are pretty painful hahah! but when i was younger if felst SOOOO cool just cuz i was wearing super high heels! hahah oh good times. Ya now i like enver need to wear heels, but maybe for festival i’ll wear heals. Not sure yet. I only have one pair of sexy heals and the rest are pretty ugly so idk what i owuld wear anyways….
i wish i could pull off a pair of sexy heels, but i’m too tall and fell self conscious in them. i don’t understand how women can wear them all day long. how do drunk women walk in heels? i think that heels really make an outfit.
I first noticed her heels, if the truth must be told. They turned her calves into question marks, and my answer would surely have been yes had I not been speechless. We’re married now. Very happily married.
the back of your foot. quite possibly the most important part of your foot because it gives you balance. where would we be without heels? women certainly wouldnt have any way to flaunt their legs, but they’re more than that. they give us the boost we need to get through the day. thank you heels.
high as the sky
those bones on her ankles
the cleavage between her red enameled toes
and the arch, like a bridge
full of spring and possibility
who knew those heels, pumiced and pampered
j
high
loud, i don’t often wear them especially on campus, why are you wearing heels to class, you look silly and in pain
heel thy dog!
heels ryhmes with meals
i could sure use a warm one right about now
They were high. I loved to dance in them; made my head spin. On the floor…I glided. And in his mind I stayed. Well he cant stop thinkin’ bout me. But that OK ’cause he loves me anyway.
He would sweep me up then and sexily rock my world.
i like shoes. all kinds of shoes. i prefer heels cuz you see, im quite short but shoes….like the shoe museum. you think i would have gone there since i live in toronto but i have never been. ive gone by it like 50 bajillion times!!!!! its frustrating. but shoes….
sexy and sassy and difficult to walk in but so worth it. going out, flirting, height and security issues. leopard print, satin, peep toe. style. wedges. i’m not 5’2” tonight, and i can reach that can in the cabinet.
THIS WAS TOO EASY! IN MY HUMAN DAYS I WOULD HAVE BEEN OUT OF BREATH AND ON THE SIDELINES. NOW AS I CHASED MY PREY, OR SHOULD I SAY PLAYED WITH MY PREY, I WAS RIGHT ON HIS HEELS. TSK TSK, HE SHOULD KNOW, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WATCHING, TIME FOR ME TO PASS JUDGEMENT FOR HIS WRONGS, DINNER IS SERVED.
her heels were aching. chucks were not a good shoe for standing on your feet for ten hours a day.
i’m not as good at this as i’d like to be.
They hurt after a while. They look sexy and i love wearing them with a hot dress. They make me feel hot. I only have a few pairs but plan on buying more oncei go to college and go clubbing and stuff. i really want a red pair of stilletos.
heel big hells by the word of the lord i make thee spinach casserole casserole be the man and tge man be the burning bush i am cat with large hands and all the buuilfigs that are beneath me are dust i like the sound of clackety n te ball room floor withmy klover oh dear time’s up.
I always look for a way to stay on top of my needs. Often times I end up falling behind because I think too much about my immedtiate desires so I don’t focus on the long term effects that poor planning can deliver. I don’t like to be living on my heels but its where I am and I can’t change it. Thats life I guess. I would think a lot of people feel the same way as me, but I could be wrong. Maybe i am completely alone in this area. Maybe I’m one out of a thousand
i fall head over
heels for you, tripping, crashing
landing in you arms
I have always wanted a pair of heels. I always thought that women in clickity clackity heels just wanted attention, but it’s all about feeling unstoppable. I want to feel unstoppable and sassy. That’s half the fun of dressing up, being able to feel good and confident. I have always wanted red, red heels. That would be fun.
I love those shoes, but they hurt my feet. Do you think that one day we’ll have shoes that won’t kill, that won’t be made by starving people in a country whose name I couldn’t pronounce? Do you thin that comes from ignorance, me not knowing about places, about the world, what’s happenning to us?
She could hear their footsteps pounding behind her. They were right on her heels now. Faster, her mind urged. Faster, faster. So she ran. And kept running. She has to get away. No longer would she sit in the dark waiting for her knight in shining armor. She would be her own savior.
My great grandma broke both of her heels years ago. She was around 70 years old. She was at the mall in Dallas, and she fell off of a dock. She is now 84, and she walks on her feet just fine. Her heels still hurt her sometimes.
clacking together in a fit of profoundly absurd glee and wonderous changing volitile emotions together with the one thing that could forever change the earth then brought down once more by the force of gravity
first and foremost, rain is pounding on my window. Not just pelting or tapping. The drops are pounding like hell is on their heels and they want to be let in. I’m thinking about going out to meet them.
What’s that word now? Heels?
Haut Talons. Not a huge fan. They make me think back to when I had somebody that I could be impassioned about and frustrated at. Someone who would take away my thoughts and make me cry. “I thought my heart had learned its lesson” You and me both, Meg.
“You keep stepping on my heels,” Kaley snapped.
“Then run faster.” John shoved at her shoulder.
“Don’t look behind you – keep moving.” Logan was panting heavily, and they were tired, and their legs were burning, but they had to keep going.
Another bullet ricocheted off the wall right next to John’s head. He ducked.
“Run faster!” John said, and shoved.
Kaley fell.
You’re nipping right on someone’s heals. In some aspect, you are. There is someone behind you, doing the same. And it will always be like that. You’re just standing in line. Step out.
i love i heels. they remind me of that video on youtube. i think it’s called kelly wants some new shoes? anyway. that’s a funny video. heels also remind me of ‘clack clack.’ that’s what they sound like. nordies. devil wears prada.
Well heels are a very important part of the foot. HIGH heels are stupid. I hardly wear them, i cant stand it. I feel good for 1 minute before i hurt! I wore them at my wedding and totally wish i didnt! I just bought them to please his mum and sister.. what a waste of $180! They cost as much as my dress!
Always make you look taller, in control and dressed up, ready to go. They hurt if they are too tall or don’t fit right, can be fun to walk in and always make you feel sassy. The best are the ones that you can wear with EVERYTHING!
She pulled her red high heels out of the closet. She had always known that it wasn’t a waste to buy them. As she slipped them on she remembered who had been there shopping with her. Chris. Her lover of the past. He had always been there for her, but she had left him all alone that night, making her the blame for his death.
I landed on my heels but then I fell into a black hole where the pudding was waiting for me. Should I eat it with a spoon? or show I just stuff my face in it. I’ve got gas. How much is gas. I don’t know. This pudding is good.
she wore them. they were blue. ice blue. i had a misunderstanding with them. why were they always here, starring at me. one foot in front of the other, leaving the rest of us behind. and i, her lonely sandals.
I like to wear heels. They’re cute. And they make me taller. Which is good because I’m short. They hurt my feet. But it’s okay because they’re cute. Flats are neat too because they’re cute and don’t hurt my feet. Most of the time.
in time your heels will break and all the worold will laugh when you fall on the stage. except they dont care at all. but it makes your butt look good. o towering woman your a sain. your lipstick sins have all been in vain and it isnt a poison that stays on your lips its in your cream ridges in your breasts and your clit. o high heeled woman can you breath the air tall. it is there it is there the air when you fall
a thing women can’t live without. it heightens your self esteem almost immediately, when you walk on them and it makes you feel so much more invincible. and the best thing, you can actually easily learn to handle them!
I dont like heels
But I wore them last Saturday
And at the end of the night
my body ached
I dont like heels
but again,
I’m sure i’ll wear them again…
When I think of heels I wish to walk in a street in Paris or London, or perhaps in a muddy street in Bombay.
She came up on his heels. Running faster and faster, she didn’t think he saw her. But he may have… She controlled her breathing and increased her pace. She caught her reflection in the mirror. “Oh God…” She thought, and she kept running.
She stumbles along the scew sideway thinking of the great night she had. It’s a shame Michael had to leave. Tomorrow she’ll think different about it. She’ll have forgotten him thinking of someone else. pity. ’cause Michael meant more giving that hug than she can imagine.
i hate high heels. i never wear them. ever. i do not understand why they would name something after the part of your body that they hurt the most. it is like the shoe companies knew that heels would ache and pain. so they named the show after your heel to make you remember where the pain is. but hey. at least you look great in them.
heels are pretty painful hahah! but when i was younger if felst SOOOO cool just cuz i was wearing super high heels! hahah oh good times. Ya now i like enver need to wear heels, but maybe for festival i’ll wear heals. Not sure yet. I only have one pair of sexy heals and the rest are pretty ugly so idk what i owuld wear anyways….
i wish i could pull off a pair of sexy heels, but i’m too tall and fell self conscious in them. i don’t understand how women can wear them all day long. how do drunk women walk in heels? i think that heels really make an outfit.
I first noticed her heels, if the truth must be told. They turned her calves into question marks, and my answer would surely have been yes had I not been speechless. We’re married now. Very happily married.
my favorie shoes, 4″ – no longer able to wear
a rotton guy you met in high school
the part of the loaf no one wants
the part of the foot that is vital in walking however easily bruised
women frequently wear heels even though they know it will make their feet hurt. My principal wears heels and shes really trampy when she wea