it was overflowing with beauty. all her emotions seemed to jump into her heart and her throat at once. it seemed as if perfection had come alive before her very eyes. it touched parts of her soul she didn’t even know she had. reaching out, to touch and feel, her hands passed right through the image. it was too good to be real.
anonymous
Her heart was overflowing unlike her eyes which refused to let out the tears. It was as though she was breaking down on the inside but on the outside she was still the perect girl. The kind of girl who these things didn’t happen to. The kind of girl who didn’t go out with messed up boys. The kind of girl who shouldn’t be at her boyfriends funeral not because she shouldn’t have cared but because he shouldn’t have died.
mermaidhair
spill
Tonya
thoughts, boredom, wisdom, learning, books, tv, internet, stupid people, a water fall or a bathtub. emotions can be. my love for my family.
Anonymous
cooking rice. putting the fire too high, it overcookes… water all over my stove. Shit! what a mess.
Overflowing with love. full of romance. my heart is bursting. in a good way
fam
my heart was overflowing with emotion the day that she died and it continues to do so each day. Don’t they say that loss is easier with time well for me it is getting harder and harder as I think about the memories that I will no longer remember, they will be lost in time and space. how do i get those back? it’s impossible. I miss her so much. I miss my mom
Carly
my heart & mind
function so differently these days.
the only thing
they have in common anymore
is the way they overflow.
doc
Washes over me in waves. A woman akin to the ocean, and in my pants a leak. I am overflowing today, and eventually will again recede. Luckily I wore red today.
Talores.
i’m overflown with anger.
i don’t know how to contain it.
i’ve never been this,
this,
this mad.
ever.
i want to scream,
cry, let my nostrils flare.
throw my head back and shout.
but i feel like it will do nothing,
not a thing.
and my anger will only be getting the best of me instead of passing through me like a virus.
Brenda
What could over flow? Some use overflowing as a term to describe a situation. Luck is overflowing, love is overflowing, etc. Overflowing can be both bad and good. An overflowing toilet is bad, for example, but someone overflowing with affection is good. Unless the person them self in unpleasant and in no circumstances should give another affection.
Deven
The river was overflowing. Eager with the anticipation of its work. The endless stream of current rushing over the brazen earth and carving out new majestic shapes over the desolate lands. Hard rock formation, made into by thousands of years of erosion only to be ground, ripped, torn, then finally rebuild in the shape of the water’s hands. Grit outlines turned smooth, pebbles into sand. Those stones were there for the river, waiting for the new form it would give them.
vicky
hola a todos! Estamso en el ocio, viendo que encontramos en el internet.. y, pues, nada. Ya vamos a dormir!
Amm
It was too much – she could feel her heart overflowing with emotions, her brains with thoughts, but there was nothing she could do about it. It was amazing, but at the same time so scary that all she felt like doing, was walking back to her bed and get under the sheets. At least there she’d be safe…
Betina
he couldn’t contain his thoughts. So many different things running through his mind, only to smack all into eachother in one big epicenter of confusion, causing them to froth and boil over from the heat of the collision. He couldn’t help it anymore.
“Why don’t you just shut the fuck up!” He shouted
It surprised him, it was the first time he’d ever yelled at someone, let alone swore.
Garrett
I am
overflowing
with love
with blessings
with happiness
I choose to be
in this state
and not that
I want to overflow
with love
with blessings
with happiness
I will it to happen
I want it to happen
I want to …
overflow.
Kay
my body is overflowing with emotions. theres too many ways to begin to even describe them. i love my friends. i love college. buy my heart is elsewhere. it’s just oVerflowing with thoughts and ideas that even my poetry doesn’t describe. this scares me because i wish my words would interact with enough people’s brains that they, too, would be overflowing with thoughts. im sad that my generation puts their emphasis on other things.
stef
Sometimes my brain feels like it’s overflowing with…everything. I can’t contain it. Emotion, wonder, whatever you call it. I’m so curious, I’m stuck inside my head.
Kayli
hate, love, anger, sadness…
emotions overflow like water.
--
i am overflowing with love for everything around me except the one that i should love. i am overflowing with regret, with worry, with concern, with paranoia. my brain overflows with synapses. my world overflows with danger and failure. this world is overflowing into the next. everything is a cycle.
everything is everchanging.
Kayleigh.
again..my car. overflowing with crap. i have nowhere to go and i have clothes on hangers, toys, book, younameit–it’s in my car. i suppose these words lately are showing a theme in my life. i have a house. a place to stay. but i’m not allowed to move in. what’s that about? who has parents like that???
eden
overflowing as in emotions
in matter?
In what
Everything is overflowing
We don’t even seen it anymore.
The flowing is a constant, while we are not.
Rachael
The thoughts I have when I think about how unprepared I am to have this baby. The thoughts of complete uncertaintity and worry about if I’m going to be a good mother.
Jenni
The faucet was overflowing as I typed a paragraph with barely any punctuation about the word overflowing. I thought to myself, “why the hell would I type about a faucet overflowing when I know darn well everyone else was writing about a fucking faucet too?” Oh well… big deal. I’ll just go zap some b-words.
Jesse Lee
My mind is overflowing with bubbles. Every bubble wants to pop as it escapes from my ears, but I want to hold on to its glossy existence as long as I can. There’s a picture in each little sphere escaping from my head and going off in to the atmosphere where its lost and given to the rest of the world.
Danielle Dobies
yer butt is overflowing with poo. and it smells real bad. but but butt tttttttttttttttt
Christen
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youjizz
the water overflowed from the vase. spilling, tumbling, crystal cool. it was arelief for her and her parched skin. she hadn’t seen water like that for a while. she rejoiced as it hit her parchement lips, and coated her throat with ease.
Anonymous
the kitchen was overflowing with crazy nazis. i couldn’t do much more to stop them from killing me because i am jew. my house was just overflowing with nazis. they were everywhere. in my kitchen, bathroom, living room, attic, bedroom, garden. they were just waiting tot take the jew right out of me.
sarah
I think that my mind can’t hold it all in sometimes: words, words, words overflowing onto my life and into places that I don’t want them to be. So I try to put them on paper and sometimes that helps but sometimes it doesn’t.
Lizzy
the bucket was overflowing. water spilled over the edges, trickled down the sides, and drenched my hands. they became slippery, and as i tried to tighten my grip, i lost it.
ikea
I am overflowing with thoughts and emotions for the past few days. And the irony is that I am not able to pin point why exactly I am feeling this way. Some moments are so amazing and some are seeking to say more. Guess it all boils down to sitting down and having a serious talk with myself.
Sowmeow
God I need to pee. And furthermore, I am full of fuck, in fact, I am overflowing with fuck. Won’t someone tap me?
jay
The overflowing emotions she felt when she looked at him were enormous. The way he tilted his head to the side when he was looking at something, focused. The way he moved his nose a bit when he was smiling. All these tiny things were embedded in her heart. She would never see him do that again. He passed away last night and her whole world shifted.
Thaleia
the river overflows with nourishment, compassion. movement into new territory, into oceans and fields. the sea absorbs, unwinds it’s love.
janel
brimming and touching. you are all on the way to somewhere but still you mill about. fecund fetid females in purple and reading magazines about your children. shopping bags and accountants in saturday baggy shorts. i sit on the edge of the seat on public transport
p_nellie
The sky is overflowing with stars… more stars than she remembered even existed. The night was still, with just a whisper of wind in the pines. But overhead… thousands of stars hung waiting for her to make one wish and bring their light into her life.
PianoLady23
overflowing emotions well up inside of me. tomorrow morning i get to dress up and be in a video shoot {{and i never ever dress up- i’ll actually wear makeup!!}}. then i get to come home and paint. oh the joys of creativity overflowing in my heart!! i’m so excited to put them to use.
rae
overflowing
orla
I wish I was one of those people whose mind was always overflowing with ideas. So I could use it in my improv for theater…or writing. Tons and tons of stories. I’d love that.
full
it was overflowing with beauty. all her emotions seemed to jump into her heart and her throat at once. it seemed as if perfection had come alive before her very eyes. it touched parts of her soul she didn’t even know she had. reaching out, to touch and feel, her hands passed right through the image. it was too good to be real.
Her heart was overflowing unlike her eyes which refused to let out the tears. It was as though she was breaking down on the inside but on the outside she was still the perect girl. The kind of girl who these things didn’t happen to. The kind of girl who didn’t go out with messed up boys. The kind of girl who shouldn’t be at her boyfriends funeral not because she shouldn’t have cared but because he shouldn’t have died.
spill
thoughts, boredom, wisdom, learning, books, tv, internet, stupid people, a water fall or a bathtub. emotions can be. my love for my family.
cooking rice. putting the fire too high, it overcookes… water all over my stove. Shit! what a mess.
Overflowing with love. full of romance. my heart is bursting. in a good way
my heart was overflowing with emotion the day that she died and it continues to do so each day. Don’t they say that loss is easier with time well for me it is getting harder and harder as I think about the memories that I will no longer remember, they will be lost in time and space. how do i get those back? it’s impossible. I miss her so much. I miss my mom
my heart & mind
function so differently these days.
the only thing
they have in common anymore
is the way they overflow.
Washes over me in waves. A woman akin to the ocean, and in my pants a leak. I am overflowing today, and eventually will again recede. Luckily I wore red today.
i’m overflown with anger.
i don’t know how to contain it.
i’ve never been this,
this,
this mad.
ever.
i want to scream,
cry, let my nostrils flare.
throw my head back and shout.
but i feel like it will do nothing,
not a thing.
and my anger will only be getting the best of me instead of passing through me like a virus.
What could over flow? Some use overflowing as a term to describe a situation. Luck is overflowing, love is overflowing, etc. Overflowing can be both bad and good. An overflowing toilet is bad, for example, but someone overflowing with affection is good. Unless the person them self in unpleasant and in no circumstances should give another affection.
The river was overflowing. Eager with the anticipation of its work. The endless stream of current rushing over the brazen earth and carving out new majestic shapes over the desolate lands. Hard rock formation, made into by thousands of years of erosion only to be ground, ripped, torn, then finally rebuild in the shape of the water’s hands. Grit outlines turned smooth, pebbles into sand. Those stones were there for the river, waiting for the new form it would give them.
hola a todos! Estamso en el ocio, viendo que encontramos en el internet.. y, pues, nada. Ya vamos a dormir!
It was too much – she could feel her heart overflowing with emotions, her brains with thoughts, but there was nothing she could do about it. It was amazing, but at the same time so scary that all she felt like doing, was walking back to her bed and get under the sheets. At least there she’d be safe…
he couldn’t contain his thoughts. So many different things running through his mind, only to smack all into eachother in one big epicenter of confusion, causing them to froth and boil over from the heat of the collision. He couldn’t help it anymore.
“Why don’t you just shut the fuck up!” He shouted
It surprised him, it was the first time he’d ever yelled at someone, let alone swore.
I am
overflowing
with love
with blessings
with happiness
I choose to be
in this state
and not that
I want to overflow
with love
with blessings
with happiness
I will it to happen
I want it to happen
I want to …
overflow.
my body is overflowing with emotions. theres too many ways to begin to even describe them. i love my friends. i love college. buy my heart is elsewhere. it’s just oVerflowing with thoughts and ideas that even my poetry doesn’t describe. this scares me because i wish my words would interact with enough people’s brains that they, too, would be overflowing with thoughts. im sad that my generation puts their emphasis on other things.
Sometimes my brain feels like it’s overflowing with…everything. I can’t contain it. Emotion, wonder, whatever you call it. I’m so curious, I’m stuck inside my head.
hate, love, anger, sadness…
emotions overflow like water.
i am overflowing with love for everything around me except the one that i should love. i am overflowing with regret, with worry, with concern, with paranoia. my brain overflows with synapses. my world overflows with danger and failure. this world is overflowing into the next. everything is a cycle.
everything is everchanging.
again..my car. overflowing with crap. i have nowhere to go and i have clothes on hangers, toys, book, younameit–it’s in my car. i suppose these words lately are showing a theme in my life. i have a house. a place to stay. but i’m not allowed to move in. what’s that about? who has parents like that???
overflowing as in emotions
in matter?
In what
Everything is overflowing
We don’t even seen it anymore.
The flowing is a constant, while we are not.
The thoughts I have when I think about how unprepared I am to have this baby. The thoughts of complete uncertaintity and worry about if I’m going to be a good mother.
The faucet was overflowing as I typed a paragraph with barely any punctuation about the word overflowing. I thought to myself, “why the hell would I type about a faucet overflowing when I know darn well everyone else was writing about a fucking faucet too?” Oh well… big deal. I’ll just go zap some b-words.
My mind is overflowing with bubbles. Every bubble wants to pop as it escapes from my ears, but I want to hold on to its glossy existence as long as I can. There’s a picture in each little sphere escaping from my head and going off in to the atmosphere where its lost and given to the rest of the world.
yer butt is overflowing with poo. and it smells real bad. but but butt tttttttttttttttt
dfgsdfg sdfgsdfg redtube|youjizz|xvideos|x tube|xtube|xnxx|xhamster|wifelovers|uporn|twistys gfdgsdfgsd g tiava|thumbzilla|thehun|spankwire|shufuni|sextube|rude|ro89|tube8 gsfgsdfhsdh
the water overflowed from the vase. spilling, tumbling, crystal cool. it was arelief for her and her parched skin. she hadn’t seen water like that for a while. she rejoiced as it hit her parchement lips, and coated her throat with ease.
the kitchen was overflowing with crazy nazis. i couldn’t do much more to stop them from killing me because i am jew. my house was just overflowing with nazis. they were everywhere. in my kitchen, bathroom, living room, attic, bedroom, garden. they were just waiting tot take the jew right out of me.
I think that my mind can’t hold it all in sometimes: words, words, words overflowing onto my life and into places that I don’t want them to be. So I try to put them on paper and sometimes that helps but sometimes it doesn’t.
the bucket was overflowing. water spilled over the edges, trickled down the sides, and drenched my hands. they became slippery, and as i tried to tighten my grip, i lost it.
I am overflowing with thoughts and emotions for the past few days. And the irony is that I am not able to pin point why exactly I am feeling this way. Some moments are so amazing and some are seeking to say more. Guess it all boils down to sitting down and having a serious talk with myself.
God I need to pee. And furthermore, I am full of fuck, in fact, I am overflowing with fuck. Won’t someone tap me?
The overflowing emotions she felt when she looked at him were enormous. The way he tilted his head to the side when he was looking at something, focused. The way he moved his nose a bit when he was smiling. All these tiny things were embedded in her heart. She would never see him do that again. He passed away last night and her whole world shifted.
the river overflows with nourishment, compassion. movement into new territory, into oceans and fields. the sea absorbs, unwinds it’s love.
brimming and touching. you are all on the way to somewhere but still you mill about. fecund fetid females in purple and reading magazines about your children. shopping bags and accountants in saturday baggy shorts. i sit on the edge of the seat on public transport
The sky is overflowing with stars… more stars than she remembered even existed. The night was still, with just a whisper of wind in the pines. But overhead… thousands of stars hung waiting for her to make one wish and bring their light into her life.
overflowing emotions well up inside of me. tomorrow morning i get to dress up and be in a video shoot {{and i never ever dress up- i’ll actually wear makeup!!}}. then i get to come home and paint. oh the joys of creativity overflowing in my heart!! i’m so excited to put them to use.
overflowing
I wish I was one of those people whose mind was always overflowing with ideas. So I could use it in my improv for theater…or writing. Tons and tons of stories. I’d love that.