I had to break away from him. I knew he was bad for me, everyone did. But the thing was, no matter how hard I tried, I could never get away from him. He was my everything. It was almost as if he held the leash to my soul.
The cat couldn’t figure out
what was going on.
There seemed to be something
strangling it,
the outside
just inches away
from its paws.
It sprawled on the floor,
looking for someone
to cut the ties
and let it go,
let it hunt
and feel feathers
in its teeth again,
wind cooling its
bright yellow fur,
leaves crunching under it
like a snap
of a bunny’s neck.
But it was
leashed.
Marriage is a leash. sometimes a leash is a good thing.. it restrains you from going places you ought not to go. sometimes a leash is bad it is used to yank and pull.
She had a leash tied tightly around my neck for days, weeks, years even. But neither that leash, nor her, could keep me contained much longer. I needed to be free.
who puts kids on leashes? seriously there not dogs it’s not like you have to worry about them running off and peeing on your neighbors mailbox? Oh i know they might bite, but hey maybe certain people shouldn’t look so appetizing
“He said it was a present and handed me a beautiful shiny studded collar that clinked with sterling. He affixed it to my neck and attached the leash.” I smiled at her wide eyes, “So, no – I don’t get offended when he calls me a bitch.”
A leash is for a dog. Usually. Unless it’s for a person. And not like that, you pervert. Something holding you back. Something always there. By. The. Neck.
My job has me on a tight leash. So I, in turn, take it out on Fido. Poor dog, he just wants to roam free in the lush green grass. It makes me laugh when the grass blows just like his fur. His leash is distinguished (just like him) with rustic leather and silver highlights.
When I think about walking a dog and taking him out to go to the bathroom, I think about my boyfriends amazing dogs. They were terrifying and loving all at the same time. I miss them.
My parents always kept me on a tight leash. No drinking, no drugs, no being out after dark… nothing.
After Penny everything changed.
She unlocked the doors of my perception
“Heel!” she screamed, running to keep up. “Heel!”
Refusing to listen, her dog bounded over a fallen waste band, forcing her to scramble over. “Stop!” she begged, grabbing onto the school bus stop sign, the leash stretching. “I said stop!”
I keep my dog on a leash, just because he tends to run away and not come back for a couple of hours. I can hear him barking as he runs through the neighborhood, probably digging through everyone’s trashcans.
I was a leash kid. Born in the late eighties, and tethered. It explains a lot. Especially when you consider how I’ve become tied to the idea that each place is just another leash, another thing to bolt from. Invisible tethers.
What’s wrong with kids on leashes? Have you ever felt the heart attack that comes from looking down and noticing that Junior has disappeared? Some kids do need it. So don’t judge.
She was young, she was sixteen, and she was pretty. She drank. She partied. She did everything she possibly could, as though she were dying tomorrow. She waited for her parents to tighten the leash around her neck. But they didn’t.
leash Train your cat to walk on the leash? Sure; any one can do that, it’s training him to go where you want to go while walking on the leash! The fact is, most cats go where they will, whether on the leash or off.
The leash was wrapped around the pole, my ankle, the pole again, and the nearby hydrant. The little squirrel on a rope – otherwise known as Coco, my best friend’s terrier – sat with a happy tongue lolling, while I tried to untangle the spiked leather strap from my limbs.
The rough, leather leash slashed across my face as my opponent loomed over top of me. He was intent on causing me pain, but I was intent on escaping from the ring….and from him.
Contained, confined, unable to go, being trapped, controlled, feeling punished for something, feeling young and foolish, like an animal that is meant to be contained, instead of being free.
A dog on a leash. I child on a leash?
Leashes on children are obnoxious.
Leashes on dogs are smart.
Do we need leashes on children though? Maybe the parents who would think to put their child on one are the ones who need them.
She felt on a leash for so long, love it was called. At least that is what people tried to explain to her, while she was still occupied to even know she could be loved and trusted
“off the hook, off the mothafuckin’ chain!” his voice was overpowering the phone’s tiny, tinny speaker and you could tell from his slurred words that Hamlet was very, very drunk.
A leash is a chain, that hold you down, never letting you flourish, never letting you be free. It says so much, but allows so little. A leash is an attachment, a horrible thing to behold…
it that thing you keep you dog or, or you other half or one nighter… dipends what your into… you do? you strange person. we should hook up, but im not really into that… i should look a thte screen to see if im making mistaes
Why leash? Why now chain or whip? They all represent what I feel is the meaning of leash, it seems to choke and starangle people who have their creativity on a leash or so on.
One of the worst feelings in the world is holding your dog-less leash while your untrained dog runs blissfully unaware in the street. It was an accident. I kept calling for him, but I just can’t compete with the freedom of the open road. God damn leash that unhooks on its own.
It was like the rest of the team had him on a leash. Don’t do this. Don’t go too far. Don’t eat that. Drink this instead. He knew they had invested a lot in him, but he wasn’t 5 anymore. He could take care of himself without screwing the rest of them.
Leash. Like lease?
First dogs. Then marriage. I am no where near marriage but everyone around me seems to be. I haven’t met anyone in the past three years that I could date for more than two months much less marry. Leash- it’s an attachment. One that may not be wanted.
Also, remember parents who put their children on leashes. Geesh.
“She’s got you on a leash, you know. Got you *whipped*, man.”
He never listened. Even when the expression was literally true. He knew they’d never understand the games he played with her, so he just kept his mouth shut.
I took the leash in my hand. Tank just wanted to go, he’d been waiting for his walk all week, so he had deserved it. Maybe if he goes to the bathroom, he’ll get a treat afterwards!
I have a leash it goes on my dog but I also have a leash that is on me, on my life and only lets me stray so far. I wonder how long my leash is and will I always be stuck with it.
Her hand slipped from his, they’re eyes still holding one another. Green to Grey. He had stepped back from her life, letting go of whatever part he played. The leash no longer existed; that connection had been broken.
I had a dog who loved her leash so much that if she ran out of the house when we left the door open, all we had to do to get her back was shake her leash and collar and she would come running, thinking that she was about to go for a walk
I had to break away from him. I knew he was bad for me, everyone did. But the thing was, no matter how hard I tried, I could never get away from him. He was my everything. It was almost as if he held the leash to my soul.
The cat couldn’t figure out
what was going on.
There seemed to be something
strangling it,
the outside
just inches away
from its paws.
It sprawled on the floor,
looking for someone
to cut the ties
and let it go,
let it hunt
and feel feathers
in its teeth again,
wind cooling its
bright yellow fur,
leaves crunching under it
like a snap
of a bunny’s neck.
But it was
leashed.
Marriage is a leash. sometimes a leash is a good thing.. it restrains you from going places you ought not to go. sometimes a leash is bad it is used to yank and pull.
She had a leash tied tightly around my neck for days, weeks, years even. But neither that leash, nor her, could keep me contained much longer. I needed to be free.
who puts kids on leashes? seriously there not dogs it’s not like you have to worry about them running off and peeing on your neighbors mailbox? Oh i know they might bite, but hey maybe certain people shouldn’t look so appetizing
At leash, madam, I’ll be sober in the morning. Whereas you, will still be ugly.
tied down and tethered. a dog or a human. a piece of fabric or a mindset. either way, it is a prison.
“Aren’t you gonna stand up to him?”
I chuckled, “Why would I do that?”
“He called you a…”
“He said it was a present and handed me a beautiful shiny studded collar that clinked with sterling. He affixed it to my neck and attached the leash.” I smiled at her wide eyes, “So, no – I don’t get offended when he calls me a bitch.”
A leash is for a dog. Usually. Unless it’s for a person. And not like that, you pervert. Something holding you back. Something always there. By. The. Neck.
My job has me on a tight leash. So I, in turn, take it out on Fido. Poor dog, he just wants to roam free in the lush green grass. It makes me laugh when the grass blows just like his fur. His leash is distinguished (just like him) with rustic leather and silver highlights.
A dog with a leash wanting and waiting till the day he is free, and able to run wild thru the park to meet his other doggie mate.
When I think about walking a dog and taking him out to go to the bathroom, I think about my boyfriends amazing dogs. They were terrifying and loving all at the same time. I miss them.
My parents always kept me on a tight leash. No drinking, no drugs, no being out after dark… nothing.
After Penny everything changed.
She unlocked the doors of my perception
“Heel!” she screamed, running to keep up. “Heel!”
Refusing to listen, her dog bounded over a fallen waste band, forcing her to scramble over. “Stop!” she begged, grabbing onto the school bus stop sign, the leash stretching. “I said stop!”
I keep my dog on a leash, just because he tends to run away and not come back for a couple of hours. I can hear him barking as he runs through the neighborhood, probably digging through everyone’s trashcans.
I was a leash kid. Born in the late eighties, and tethered. It explains a lot. Especially when you consider how I’ve become tied to the idea that each place is just another leash, another thing to bolt from. Invisible tethers.
What’s wrong with kids on leashes? Have you ever felt the heart attack that comes from looking down and noticing that Junior has disappeared? Some kids do need it. So don’t judge.
She was young, she was sixteen, and she was pretty. She drank. She partied. She did everything she possibly could, as though she were dying tomorrow. She waited for her parents to tighten the leash around her neck. But they didn’t.
A leash is what you use to walk a dog. I used to have a red leash for my dog. there are different kinds of leashes.
Never had one. Never wanted one. Feels wrong somehow. Even for a big dog like Guinness. She trusts me and I her. She can be a handful.
leash Train your cat to walk on the leash? Sure; any one can do that, it’s training him to go where you want to go while walking on the leash! The fact is, most cats go where they will, whether on the leash or off.
The leash around my dogs neck reminds me of the “leash” my girlfriend has on my life. I can only go so far.
The leash was wrapped around the pole, my ankle, the pole again, and the nearby hydrant. The little squirrel on a rope – otherwise known as Coco, my best friend’s terrier – sat with a happy tongue lolling, while I tried to untangle the spiked leather strap from my limbs.
The rough, leather leash slashed across my face as my opponent loomed over top of me. He was intent on causing me pain, but I was intent on escaping from the ring….and from him.
Contained, confined, unable to go, being trapped, controlled, feeling punished for something, feeling young and foolish, like an animal that is meant to be contained, instead of being free.
A dog on a leash. I child on a leash?
Leashes on children are obnoxious.
Leashes on dogs are smart.
Do we need leashes on children though? Maybe the parents who would think to put their child on one are the ones who need them.
She felt on a leash for so long, love it was called. At least that is what people tried to explain to her, while she was still occupied to even know she could be loved and trusted
Leash? What does that mean? Tying people down? Confining things and preventing them from reaching their potential? What is so great about that word?
“off the hook, off the mothafuckin’ chain!” his voice was overpowering the phone’s tiny, tinny speaker and you could tell from his slurred words that Hamlet was very, very drunk.
A leash is a chain, that hold you down, never letting you flourish, never letting you be free. It says so much, but allows so little. A leash is an attachment, a horrible thing to behold…
it that thing you keep you dog or, or you other half or one nighter… dipends what your into… you do? you strange person. we should hook up, but im not really into that… i should look a thte screen to see if im making mistaes
Why leash? Why now chain or whip? They all represent what I feel is the meaning of leash, it seems to choke and starangle people who have their creativity on a leash or so on.
One of the worst feelings in the world is holding your dog-less leash while your untrained dog runs blissfully unaware in the street. It was an accident. I kept calling for him, but I just can’t compete with the freedom of the open road. God damn leash that unhooks on its own.
It was like the rest of the team had him on a leash. Don’t do this. Don’t go too far. Don’t eat that. Drink this instead. He knew they had invested a lot in him, but he wasn’t 5 anymore. He could take care of himself without screwing the rest of them.
Leash. Like lease?
First dogs. Then marriage. I am no where near marriage but everyone around me seems to be. I haven’t met anyone in the past three years that I could date for more than two months much less marry. Leash- it’s an attachment. One that may not be wanted.
Also, remember parents who put their children on leashes. Geesh.
“She’s got you on a leash, you know. Got you *whipped*, man.”
He never listened. Even when the expression was literally true. He knew they’d never understand the games he played with her, so he just kept his mouth shut.
I took the leash in my hand. Tank just wanted to go, he’d been waiting for his walk all week, so he had deserved it. Maybe if he goes to the bathroom, he’ll get a treat afterwards!
I have a leash it goes on my dog but I also have a leash that is on me, on my life and only lets me stray so far. I wonder how long my leash is and will I always be stuck with it.
Her hand slipped from his, they’re eyes still holding one another. Green to Grey. He had stepped back from her life, letting go of whatever part he played. The leash no longer existed; that connection had been broken.
I had a dog who loved her leash so much that if she ran out of the house when we left the door open, all we had to do to get her back was shake her leash and collar and she would come running, thinking that she was about to go for a walk