Everyone should do it. its one of those things that not many people really think about as much as they should and how its really going to affect the planet if everyone starts doing it. and using less products that are bad for the earth, like things that dont break down. they are not helping the world!
The weeping snow fails to consider that under its feathers are piles, piles of old junk, junk beneath dirt and below everything else existent. If you’ve ever tried to burn it all, you’d know.
Recycling is good for the world. Recycled things are generally more expensive than the rest. Recycling reminds me of being “green” It’s associated with the phrase “reduce, reuse, and recycle”
I like to recycle everything I use, I only take old take away containers to school and I always recycle my paper and cans. I love recycling so much, it makes me so joyous when I finsh reycycling.
I recycle. Not often, but I do. I don’t find it to be a requirement, but something we should do. I believe forethought is necessary to the essence of life. Recycling is important, especially in terms of longevity. Re-usable products are popping up more and more everywhere we look, and I enjoy that.
When we love we show our real side, but is this real or just a recycled fantasy that we’ve shaped into a meaningless facade. Am I real or just a recycled part of you? Is it that we love a bit of ourselves that we seen in others or are we really in love with them? I feel like I’ve been used by this world and cannot be recycled. But I think you’ll tear me up anyway and recycle me.
The recycling bins was empty but the normal trash bin right next to it were bursting with all sorts of trash. recyclables included. The janitor sorted out the recyclables from the not. When will all this end? When will people realize that plastic wrappers and Coke cans can be recycled?
Recycle yourself, my darling. Don’t worry you’ll still be here to nibble and choose. It’s better to reuse! Find something to renew and remake. It’s your nature
I really don’t know how useful this site is anymore. I mean I like it in concept but I do not know if I am using it correctly as I generally come with an idea in mind and I am loathe to change it regardless of the word. Probably I end up writing about the same thing over and over again. Myself. I really don’t know how to stop this. And I also hate most of what other people write here. Actually, hate is too strong a word.
recycling will change the world, right? I don’t know, I just do it because my dumb bitch neighbor does and I’m not letting that guy out do me in anything. Damn Jones’
Recycling is a good idea in theory, but I think that it actually takes more resources and creates more pollution than processing regular trash. It is also a huge marketing scheme. So many products say they are made from recycled materials, but how much of it IS actually recycled??
I try my best to recycle, but sometimes I just don’t care. To make up for it I try to recycle things that aren’t traditionally recycled like hangers or spades, mostly because I’m bored.
I have lived in Vancouver and while we are so ecologically minded, it is confusing to me that there is so little recycling of green food products. It makes me miss Toronto. I wish that I could take bits and pieces of Toronto and mash them together to form a home I’m comfortable with.
so im in the class and we are talking about the environment and working together but the thing is we aren’t working together it’s some people involved and some people like me left out. i recycle, but not enough
The girl takes apart the doll limb by limb, dissecting pulling grasping, until the head in her hand she holds glass eyes staring an unchanging smile, scattered limbs assembling a graveyard of childish thoughts. What was once is lost, Peter Pan lied and the second star doesn’t exist. Time to grow up, but dolls never change.
Aluminum, glass, paper. That was Leona’s life. She’d dig through her buildings trash, quietly sorting out the recyclables each and every day around 10 pm. It started as an accident, a misplaced bill that she simply had to find. She didn’t find the bill, instead an oddly therapeutic outlet for her misplaced motivation.
we have recycling stations all around school, but i don’t think many people use them. i wonder if it would even help anything if people really did. come to think of it, i’ve never really heard anything except for a bunch of hippie bullshit about recycling. save the environment. go green. what the hell does it matter?? new things will keep being made. matter can’t be created nor destroyed, right? everything is recycled eventually. even us.
recycle the condom she said. really? i understand that’s what they used to do, when they used to make them out of animal products. i don’t have any desire whatsoever to put my special parts inside a dead animal before putting them near yours, i much prefer the ancient withdrawal method. pfft, recycle…
I remind myself to do it daily, but I must be getting old because I always forget to recycle.
Paper. Glass. Aluminum. Plastic. You’d think I would remember considering that those brightly colored bins are all over the place, but apparently not.
The best part is that I don’t forget to recycle emotions.Or memories for that matter. I wish I could just throw those away. Unfortunately, they just come right back.
Figures that I don’t recycle the things that matter, and I recycle the things that don’t.
recycling. it is more than throwing an empty plastic bottle into a blue bin. it is the idea that everything can be renewed and re-used, that nothing just ends–it can be an ongoing cycle. everything is recyclable, even people.
recycling. it is much more than throwing your empty water bottles in a blue bin, it is the idea of taking something and turning it into something new, and that cycle again and again. that everything is recyclable, even us.
i always see recycling bins, they’re usually blue. another thing is recycle, reduce, reusue. the three Rs haha. re cycle, kind of makes you think of a bicycle.. cycle..it makes me think of the colour green. so i don’t know why recycling bins aren’t green.
Recycling is one of the best things you can do. It helps the Earth and the environment. My family recycles. It’s very Eco-friendly. Everyone should recycle. I feel that the world would be less polluted if everyone did.
I remember hearing at my college orientation that they were the school with the ‘best recycling… better than Harvard!” They pride themselves about that. Why not recycle, though? Re-use that plastic & make a couple cents too! Not too bad.
recycle, not only paper, plastic bottles, or cans but also the hopes fears, loves and dreams can be recyleced they can inspire not one self but tours around you.
Recycle love. It is the only thing that will keep us alive in this earth. No matter what, we will always turn to love. Hate will end and everything evil will end. Recycling love will help us improve the next generation’s mind.
Recycling used to be the way to be green. Now the trend is to live minimally without packaging or trash to throw away in the first place. Stores are opening that allow you to bring in your own containers to fill with their foods or products. Since recycling actually costs a lot of money for the city to even manage, many neighborhoods don’t even have the service. If they do, homeowners are probably paying for it like they pay for the newspaper to be delivered (and thrown away).
trash island and all of the horrible images that come along with it. Pelicans eating plastic bottles and deformed turtles who have had their shell caught inside a bottle right when they were you, and never escaped.
Recycling is good for the environment. (Supposedly, because there are always those detractors out there.) Our recycle days depend on the day of the week in my neighborhood. But that’s my brother’s job, to take out the recycling, so I’m not sure which day is what. You can make so many different things out of recyclable materials. Like clothing, which you can never have too much of. Green is good.
the act of taking something and making it into something else or the same thing. something people do because they think there is global warming and they can save it by recycling when they CANT.
He had always stressed the importance of how the glass must go in the blue bin, separate from the plastic, and no mixing paper and cardboard with either of these items. I had never been a big environmentalist, but he was so passionate about saving the planet, that I tried to be too. Because, well, I wasn’t really passionate about anything. Except for, well, him. But that’s not something you tell other people, nor that they wanted to hear. So I adopted this same devotion he had to helping the world; preserving the dying and almost extinct species, protecting the rain forests, spreading awareness about global warming, driving a silly looking battery powered car, save the whales! and all that sh*t.
Now every time I finish a plastic water bottle, I toss it out my car window. Some times, I turn on the shower and just let the water run for hours, without ever getting in. And every once and awhile, I take one of the glass wine bottles that I had emptied the night prior, and smash it all over the road.
It’s silly, and childish of me, really. To take my feelings out on the earth. But it’s my only way to hurt him. To somehow ruin everything he stood for.
Or perhaps it was the only thing that made me hurt less.
It happens all the time, doesn’t it? Whenever I try to just up and go, some new place where I try and settle down, to escape.
They find me again.
The class clown who only thinks he’s funny, the emo chick, and the misfits who I want to be friends with, who I court with the same jokes I’ve used before.
recycle:
recycle tattered thoughts; recycle broken dreams.
I turn tattered thoughts into possibility and gratitude and love.
I turn broken, shattered dreams into a newly manifested reality.
Everyone should do it. its one of those things that not many people really think about as much as they should and how its really going to affect the planet if everyone starts doing it. and using less products that are bad for the earth, like things that dont break down. they are not helping the world!
The weeping snow fails to consider that under its feathers are piles, piles of old junk, junk beneath dirt and below everything else existent. If you’ve ever tried to burn it all, you’d know.
Recycling is good for the world. Recycled things are generally more expensive than the rest. Recycling reminds me of being “green” It’s associated with the phrase “reduce, reuse, and recycle”
Recycle for the whales, for the trees, for the dirt. Recycle your food, your house, your life, your plastic. Take away the garbage.
I like to recycle everything I use, I only take old take away containers to school and I always recycle my paper and cans. I love recycling so much, it makes me so joyous when I finsh reycycling.
I recycle. Not often, but I do. I don’t find it to be a requirement, but something we should do. I believe forethought is necessary to the essence of life. Recycling is important, especially in terms of longevity. Re-usable products are popping up more and more everywhere we look, and I enjoy that.
When we love we show our real side, but is this real or just a recycled fantasy that we’ve shaped into a meaningless facade. Am I real or just a recycled part of you? Is it that we love a bit of ourselves that we seen in others or are we really in love with them? I feel like I’ve been used by this world and cannot be recycled. But I think you’ll tear me up anyway and recycle me.
The recycling bins was empty but the normal trash bin right next to it were bursting with all sorts of trash. recyclables included. The janitor sorted out the recyclables from the not. When will all this end? When will people realize that plastic wrappers and Coke cans can be recycled?
Recycle yourself, my darling. Don’t worry you’ll still be here to nibble and choose. It’s better to reuse! Find something to renew and remake. It’s your nature
I really don’t know how useful this site is anymore. I mean I like it in concept but I do not know if I am using it correctly as I generally come with an idea in mind and I am loathe to change it regardless of the word. Probably I end up writing about the same thing over and over again. Myself. I really don’t know how to stop this. And I also hate most of what other people write here. Actually, hate is too strong a word.
recycling will change the world, right? I don’t know, I just do it because my dumb bitch neighbor does and I’m not letting that guy out do me in anything. Damn Jones’
Recycling is a good idea in theory, but I think that it actually takes more resources and creates more pollution than processing regular trash. It is also a huge marketing scheme. So many products say they are made from recycled materials, but how much of it IS actually recycled??
I try my best to recycle, but sometimes I just don’t care. To make up for it I try to recycle things that aren’t traditionally recycled like hangers or spades, mostly because I’m bored.
I have lived in Vancouver and while we are so ecologically minded, it is confusing to me that there is so little recycling of green food products. It makes me miss Toronto. I wish that I could take bits and pieces of Toronto and mash them together to form a home I’m comfortable with.
so im in the class and we are talking about the environment and working together but the thing is we aren’t working together it’s some people involved and some people like me left out. i recycle, but not enough
The girl takes apart the doll limb by limb, dissecting pulling grasping, until the head in her hand she holds glass eyes staring an unchanging smile, scattered limbs assembling a graveyard of childish thoughts. What was once is lost, Peter Pan lied and the second star doesn’t exist. Time to grow up, but dolls never change.
Aluminum, glass, paper. That was Leona’s life. She’d dig through her buildings trash, quietly sorting out the recyclables each and every day around 10 pm. It started as an accident, a misplaced bill that she simply had to find. She didn’t find the bill, instead an oddly therapeutic outlet for her misplaced motivation.
recycle your words
don’t play dirty games
if perfect’s what your looking for
you’re going to have to fall apart, my dear.
Whats the point, life is short. Just make like Johnny Depp and trash the place.
Now that the idiots are gone, don’t do that, you may not need it, but the future will.
we have recycling stations all around school, but i don’t think many people use them. i wonder if it would even help anything if people really did. come to think of it, i’ve never really heard anything except for a bunch of hippie bullshit about recycling. save the environment. go green. what the hell does it matter?? new things will keep being made. matter can’t be created nor destroyed, right? everything is recycled eventually. even us.
recycle the condom she said. really? i understand that’s what they used to do, when they used to make them out of animal products. i don’t have any desire whatsoever to put my special parts inside a dead animal before putting them near yours, i much prefer the ancient withdrawal method. pfft, recycle…
I remind myself to do it daily, but I must be getting old because I always forget to recycle.
Paper. Glass. Aluminum. Plastic. You’d think I would remember considering that those brightly colored bins are all over the place, but apparently not.
The best part is that I don’t forget to recycle emotions.Or memories for that matter. I wish I could just throw those away. Unfortunately, they just come right back.
Figures that I don’t recycle the things that matter, and I recycle the things that don’t.
recycling. it is more than throwing an empty plastic bottle into a blue bin. it is the idea that everything can be renewed and re-used, that nothing just ends–it can be an ongoing cycle. everything is recyclable, even people.
recycling. it is much more than throwing your empty water bottles in a blue bin, it is the idea of taking something and turning it into something new, and that cycle again and again. that everything is recyclable, even us.
i always see recycling bins, they’re usually blue. another thing is recycle, reduce, reusue. the three Rs haha. re cycle, kind of makes you think of a bicycle.. cycle..it makes me think of the colour green. so i don’t know why recycling bins aren’t green.
Recycling is one of the best things you can do. It helps the Earth and the environment. My family recycles. It’s very Eco-friendly. Everyone should recycle. I feel that the world would be less polluted if everyone did.
I remember hearing at my college orientation that they were the school with the ‘best recycling… better than Harvard!” They pride themselves about that. Why not recycle, though? Re-use that plastic & make a couple cents too! Not too bad.
to use something for another purpose after its main purpose has been completed.
recycle, not only paper, plastic bottles, or cans but also the hopes fears, loves and dreams can be recyleced they can inspire not one self but tours around you.
Recycle love. It is the only thing that will keep us alive in this earth. No matter what, we will always turn to love. Hate will end and everything evil will end. Recycling love will help us improve the next generation’s mind.
Recycling used to be the way to be green. Now the trend is to live minimally without packaging or trash to throw away in the first place. Stores are opening that allow you to bring in your own containers to fill with their foods or products. Since recycling actually costs a lot of money for the city to even manage, many neighborhoods don’t even have the service. If they do, homeowners are probably paying for it like they pay for the newspaper to be delivered (and thrown away).
trash island and all of the horrible images that come along with it. Pelicans eating plastic bottles and deformed turtles who have had their shell caught inside a bottle right when they were you, and never escaped.
Recycling is good for the environment. (Supposedly, because there are always those detractors out there.) Our recycle days depend on the day of the week in my neighborhood. But that’s my brother’s job, to take out the recycling, so I’m not sure which day is what. You can make so many different things out of recyclable materials. Like clothing, which you can never have too much of. Green is good.
the act of taking something and making it into something else or the same thing. something people do because they think there is global warming and they can save it by recycling when they CANT.
He had always stressed the importance of how the glass must go in the blue bin, separate from the plastic, and no mixing paper and cardboard with either of these items. I had never been a big environmentalist, but he was so passionate about saving the planet, that I tried to be too. Because, well, I wasn’t really passionate about anything. Except for, well, him. But that’s not something you tell other people, nor that they wanted to hear. So I adopted this same devotion he had to helping the world; preserving the dying and almost extinct species, protecting the rain forests, spreading awareness about global warming, driving a silly looking battery powered car, save the whales! and all that sh*t.
Now every time I finish a plastic water bottle, I toss it out my car window. Some times, I turn on the shower and just let the water run for hours, without ever getting in. And every once and awhile, I take one of the glass wine bottles that I had emptied the night prior, and smash it all over the road.
It’s silly, and childish of me, really. To take my feelings out on the earth. But it’s my only way to hurt him. To somehow ruin everything he stood for.
Or perhaps it was the only thing that made me hurt less.
It happens all the time, doesn’t it? Whenever I try to just up and go, some new place where I try and settle down, to escape.
They find me again.
The class clown who only thinks he’s funny, the emo chick, and the misfits who I want to be friends with, who I court with the same jokes I’ve used before.
recycle:
recycle tattered thoughts; recycle broken dreams.
I turn tattered thoughts into possibility and gratitude and love.
I turn broken, shattered dreams into a newly manifested reality.
Rebicycle, really, is the only way to go, in my opinion. With tassles.
Reuse, reduce, recycle!! :D
reuse things and never chuck them out these things are bottles, paper, cardboard, plastic,bags, tins.