They worked at the knot from every angle. They tore at it with their nails, pried at it with fingers and tools, tried praying over it and singing to it and reasoning with it. But it held like a bully’s fist, like the world we wish was not, a compact involvement of stubborn resolve, which holds together the universe and keeps us struggling into the small hours.
Shoelaces that are in knots are annoying. Garlic knots at NYPD pizza are very good. I got a knot in my shouler blade muscle. A Pretzel can be a knot. Knot funny. Knoty or nice.
There is a knot in my shoelace. And it is annoying me. Mummy says that I should just leave it, cause when I play with it it will get tighter, and harder for her to get out, but it’s fun. and strange. how did that knot get there in the first place? what happened that caused it to be there? It’s not my fault!
Knotted up, it’s the way most people view their lives. An endless, tangled ball of split ends, and corssed decisions that are impossible to unravel. Possibly linking in with the 10000,0000th year of scouting anniversary.
i have a knot in my heart. i really do. and it’s because i think i am in love with my best friend and i know my roommate likes him and it’s killing me but i can’t let either of them know and it SUCKS! he reminds me so much of someone who i lost and that just makes it even harder. plus they TOTALLY would not work together. it pisses me off.
Knots are for tying.They’re amazing! So useful! But sometimes they can get you in trouble…if you’re tied to something or soemone and you don’t want to be…like if you’ve been kidnapped and you’re hands are tied behind your back and you can’t get away. BUT, generally, they’re cool! And I especially like “tying the knot”.
maybe someday I will tie the knot whit someone, but now that day seems so far away since marriage is the only thing I am not thinking about. I don not even know f I want to get married, I am babelling
It was a simple construction tied in the fabric of her sweater. It looked like a circle shape but from close up it was a knot. This knot has been there for two weeks and she didn’t even notice until now.
A knot is something you need to untie, whether it be a knot at work or a knot with your best friend or even lover. Knots can be untied if you are willing to relax enough to fix it, because in order to untie a knot you need to see where it twists and meets.
Soft, your hair is as I run my fingers gently through the honey gold. It slips and slides like liquid mercury around my skin, burning bright under the morning light.
I catch on a knot in your hair. The unexpected tug elicits a disgruntled moan and I smile slightly. Softly I unknot the tangle.
The honey gold threads of our lives unknot along with it and I bend down and plant a slow, sweet kiss along your forehead.
The knot it my shoelaces just wouldn’t come untied. The more desperately I ripped at it, the more it got stuck, winding around itself in hopeless tangles. I’ve never been so frustrated at an inanimate object. Finally, I get the scissors…
my stomach tied a knot while i choked on the memory of his head that was too large for my small world. he nudged me out of my cozy nest. yes, i was antsy, yes, i was tempted, but i wasn’t going to jump. i didn’t want him to stick his excess skin and wipe away my world. i don’t hate him anymore, i merely find myself nauseated, apathetic and horrified at the possibilities.
i felt my legs moving, yet my position remained static. the ligature of frustration and resentment remained taut and restrictive against my body.
standing on the precipice, i could feel the hot light on my skin, but could not quite reach it. surrounded by its radiant glow, i could feel the excitement and possibility in the air. for so long i’ve wanted nothing more then to dive, head first, into the rest of my life…
knots keep people to gether. starting for the navel..
Knotted up in mundane. no. not a good idea.
Knots to untangle before being laing to rest.. Yes. first to attend to these.
web knots all types of people and makes a global civilization co -exist
knots physical one troublesome lot to untangle.
best not to keep the wrong knots going ang good ones on!
It’s all tied up in a knot.
You, me, the past, present, future.
All tied up in a knot like our fingers are tied together in the dead of night, inextricably bound to one another for the rest of time.
There’s nothing we can do. We can try to take out our swords and cut ourselves apart, but then we’d only hurt and miss each other. Better to be tied tight.
What knot to tie? The one with ropes or the one with relationships. Easy to tie them, difficult to manage them and entangle it. Live with it or break free?
I played Boggle with my family a few days ago, and someone asked if anyone else had found the word “not.” My sister was like, “Yeah, G-N-O-T?” Wow. Aside from that, I hate the knot I feel in my chest when I get that sense of dread or whatever when I hear about that thing I don’t even want to mention here.
knot.I got a knot in my hair. NOT!! That suit is blue….KNOT. People try to write some deep stuff about knots. I do not cause that word is sneeky it has a silent K.
you’ve got my outsides tied up in knots, but on the inside I’m straight like a lace pulled taut over the eyelets of an athlete. Bring what you will… I’m ready
knot is a knot that is created when two objects/people/things fold themselves together in a courtship that is not meant to be. be it animals as well, a know shall NOT -hem, hem- ever be unintwined. the circle of l
Knots are amazing. I use them to tie my shoes, and when they become untied, bad things happen. I often end up tripping somehow, or something else physcially painful. GO KNOTS!
k. not what i was expectin’ but dizzam girlpren you got me tied like that time at knotts berry. haha i’m nothing special. but remember that i love you either way.
A knot is the thing for macrame — macrame is nothing without a knot. But I don’t care for knots. Knot in my knitting, knot in my hair. Knot that that’s a factor anymore now that I have pretty much no hair. I used to have it, though, and it got knotted up a time or two when I forgot to braid before riding a motorcycle. Knot a good thing. Knot at all.
this knot in my heart has slowly unraveled ever since the moment of our first encounter. it has slowly freed itself from its twist and turns and thanks to you, it is finally at ease.
what you tied my stomach into when you left. what you did to my insides when you stared me down. i breathed deeply on the outside, this is true, and we seemed to have an agreement. but in reality i was a knot. a tangled web of confusion, desire, and hesitance. but now that you’ve left
They worked at the knot from every angle. They tore at it with their nails, pried at it with fingers and tools, tried praying over it and singing to it and reasoning with it. But it held like a bully’s fist, like the world we wish was not, a compact involvement of stubborn resolve, which holds together the universe and keeps us struggling into the small hours.
Shoelaces that are in knots are annoying. Garlic knots at NYPD pizza are very good. I got a knot in my shouler blade muscle. A Pretzel can be a knot. Knot funny. Knoty or nice.
There is a knot in my shoelace. And it is annoying me. Mummy says that I should just leave it, cause when I play with it it will get tighter, and harder for her to get out, but it’s fun. and strange. how did that knot get there in the first place? what happened that caused it to be there? It’s not my fault!
tied together reef rat granny guides tents trip
slip eight finger knit string twine wool pipe dream
Knotted up, it’s the way most people view their lives. An endless, tangled ball of split ends, and corssed decisions that are impossible to unravel. Possibly linking in with the 10000,0000th year of scouting anniversary.
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i have a knot in my heart. i really do. and it’s because i think i am in love with my best friend and i know my roommate likes him and it’s killing me but i can’t let either of them know and it SUCKS! he reminds me so much of someone who i lost and that just makes it even harder. plus they TOTALLY would not work together. it pisses me off.
It is know in my head that made me suffer. I need to unknot all strings and will be released from sufferting.
tie the knot…the thing i’ll want to do before i’m 30
i tied a knot in my shoeleaces when i was trying to tie them together. I didn’t notice until I tripped over.
there was a knot in the pit of my stomach, it wouldn;t release. just set me free. i want to sing, i want to play. please.
Knots are for tying.They’re amazing! So useful! But sometimes they can get you in trouble…if you’re tied to something or soemone and you don’t want to be…like if you’ve been kidnapped and you’re hands are tied behind your back and you can’t get away. BUT, generally, they’re cool! And I especially like “tying the knot”.
i myself put the knot to my friends one in ablue moon
maybe someday I will tie the knot whit someone, but now that day seems so far away since marriage is the only thing I am not thinking about. I don not even know f I want to get married, I am babelling
It was a simple construction tied in the fabric of her sweater. It looked like a circle shape but from close up it was a knot. This knot has been there for two weeks and she didn’t even notice until now.
A knot is something you need to untie, whether it be a knot at work or a knot with your best friend or even lover. Knots can be untied if you are willing to relax enough to fix it, because in order to untie a knot you need to see where it twists and meets.
Soft, your hair is as I run my fingers gently through the honey gold. It slips and slides like liquid mercury around my skin, burning bright under the morning light.
I catch on a knot in your hair. The unexpected tug elicits a disgruntled moan and I smile slightly. Softly I unknot the tangle.
The honey gold threads of our lives unknot along with it and I bend down and plant a slow, sweet kiss along your forehead.
The knot it my shoelaces just wouldn’t come untied. The more desperately I ripped at it, the more it got stuck, winding around itself in hopeless tangles. I’ve never been so frustrated at an inanimate object. Finally, I get the scissors…
my stomach tied a knot while i choked on the memory of his head that was too large for my small world. he nudged me out of my cozy nest. yes, i was antsy, yes, i was tempted, but i wasn’t going to jump. i didn’t want him to stick his excess skin and wipe away my world. i don’t hate him anymore, i merely find myself nauseated, apathetic and horrified at the possibilities.
i felt my legs moving, yet my position remained static. the ligature of frustration and resentment remained taut and restrictive against my body.
standing on the precipice, i could feel the hot light on my skin, but could not quite reach it. surrounded by its radiant glow, i could feel the excitement and possibility in the air. for so long i’ve wanted nothing more then to dive, head first, into the rest of my life…
i’ve finally unraveled this knot.
…here i go.
knots keep people to gether. starting for the navel..
Knotted up in mundane. no. not a good idea.
Knots to untangle before being laing to rest.. Yes. first to attend to these.
web knots all types of people and makes a global civilization co -exist
knots physical one troublesome lot to untangle.
best not to keep the wrong knots going ang good ones on!
It’s all tied up in a knot.
You, me, the past, present, future.
All tied up in a knot like our fingers are tied together in the dead of night, inextricably bound to one another for the rest of time.
There’s nothing we can do. We can try to take out our swords and cut ourselves apart, but then we’d only hurt and miss each other. Better to be tied tight.
what a difficult technique to master. Intricate, hard, and thoughtful.
lalalal knot
What knot to tie? The one with ropes or the one with relationships. Easy to tie them, difficult to manage them and entangle it. Live with it or break free?
I played Boggle with my family a few days ago, and someone asked if anyone else had found the word “not.” My sister was like, “Yeah, G-N-O-T?” Wow. Aside from that, I hate the knot I feel in my chest when I get that sense of dread or whatever when I hear about that thing I don’t even want to mention here.
Knotty issue, knotted hair? knots of dissension, knots, miles, lightyears….i ‘m not sure about knot here though.
tangled hair, boats, marriage, rope
tie the knot, knotty tangle of messy twine. croissant. shoelaces.
she struggled desperately to untie the knot, but even as her fingers scrabbled over the rope, she knew she wouldn’t be able to untie it in time.
my brain is in a knot right now as I procrastinate and type stuff about knots when I’m supposed to be writing an essay. help me untie my brain.
knot.I got a knot in my hair. NOT!! That suit is blue….KNOT. People try to write some deep stuff about knots. I do not cause that word is sneeky it has a silent K.
you’ve got my outsides tied up in knots, but on the inside I’m straight like a lace pulled taut over the eyelets of an athlete. Bring what you will… I’m ready
knot is a knot that is created when two objects/people/things fold themselves together in a courtship that is not meant to be. be it animals as well, a know shall NOT -hem, hem- ever be unintwined. the circle of l
Knots are amazing. I use them to tie my shoes, and when they become untied, bad things happen. I often end up tripping somehow, or something else physcially painful. GO KNOTS!
k. not what i was expectin’ but dizzam girlpren you got me tied like that time at knotts berry. haha i’m nothing special. but remember that i love you either way.
A knot is the thing for macrame — macrame is nothing without a knot. But I don’t care for knots. Knot in my knitting, knot in my hair. Knot that that’s a factor anymore now that I have pretty much no hair. I used to have it, though, and it got knotted up a time or two when I forgot to braid before riding a motorcycle. Knot a good thing. Knot at all.
this knot in my heart has slowly unraveled ever since the moment of our first encounter. it has slowly freed itself from its twist and turns and thanks to you, it is finally at ease.
I tied a knot and saw it held.
My pony couldn’t move
And it fought like hell.
what you tied my stomach into when you left. what you did to my insides when you stared me down. i breathed deeply on the outside, this is true, and we seemed to have an agreement. but in reality i was a knot. a tangled web of confusion, desire, and hesitance. but now that you’ve left