reflex. rejoin and rejoice.
broken scarred tumbling people resist the oncoming storm.
were you to wonder about what you were
perhaps you would too
death
dreams
reflex
The stiff joint reflexed and POP, something snapped, distending outward, moving fast; a high speed camera produced a series of one hundred frames in the few seconds that followed as the ligament tore, seemed to give off its own heat and sweat.
The shin jerks forward after the hammer falls, rubber, but nonetheless hitting the knee with force. The doctor smirks, a slight chuckle escapes her lips.
it is something that i do naturaly it is not an instinct it is just what happens.
i like the idea of reflexing it makes me happy and think about moving.
she sat patiently in the white office. Damn, this gown is uncomfortable… I wonder if the doctor will be able to see the little duckies on my underwear through this thing… He walked in looking at a clipboard. “Jennifer. Hi, I’m Dr. Watson.. Why are you here today?” He began to check her blood pressure. “I think I may be pregnant.” He banged on her knee with that little blue hammer. Her leg jumped and she kicked him in the arm. “Sorry. Reflex.” He smiled at her. “That’s quite alright. That’s what I was checking for.”
just a reaction that starts in the fingertips, something that happens when you’re moved. physically, emotionally….it’s an intrinsic part of who you are, be it slow or fast…it’s natural and fluid.
I’m pretty sure I have good reflexes..I’d like to hope so, or else my career choice would be useless. Back in the day I was very important. People needed me…
startled, she ran towards the forest. she could hear the footsteps behind her, gaining on her heels. She picked up speed. Her bare feet were burning from all of the jabs from brush, twigs and leaves littering the ground. She dared not look behind her, best to keep her eyes forward and keep going.
My reflexive reaction is to be as cold as he is to me. BIG mistake. its quite funny really, you see i was upset because i was sure he would dump me because he was acting cold. He was acting cold because he thought i was going to dump him. So in the end he asked me, “Are we ok” to which i replied, “i don’t know..” When we realised that we were both upset about nothing, we laughed and i thought of what my dad said to me once, “If you didn’t love eachother so much you wouldn’t have such silly arguments.” I love Nick Riggs more than anything in the world!
my initial reflex is to take it all back, and say i didn’t mean it. i want you to stay with me. but i stop myself, because i prefer to miss you than never have the magic of the light in your eyes when you’re in love.
The automatic pounding of fingers on keys. I don’t even have to look for the proper letters. It’s been so long, it’s muscle memory at this point. There’s no conscious involvement or even attachment to the words and sentences that are produced. It’s almost a shame.
I hit him as a reflex. I can’t help it anymore. He said it would be different now, and that he got changed in Florida, but I don’t see it. He still has his same eyes, same hair, same hands. I know those hands, I know how they can be tender one second and hurt you the next. Nothing’s different except that now I know how to hit back.
I want to test my reflex. Hit me. Harder. Hit me faster. I’ll duck. Flex. Find my feet. Run. Test me, I know how to run. Duck. Jump. Run, run, run. I know how, hit me, hit me. I can take it. You can’t catch me.
the reflex i think about is the company that a friend owns. Sometimes there is music that rings in my ears to the tune of reflex… maybe that was something else but my reflex is to flight not flight… sometimes when i cum i reflex
lawurance is so soft ill tear u to shredz and ne othr white boi in 7th grade. so ya. get on my level. gona need a space shuttle or a latter thatz forevr. brah!!!!!!!!
A reflex action, also known as a reflex, is an involuntary and nearly instantaneous movement in response to a stimulus.[1] In most contexts, in particular those involving humans, reflex actions are mediated via the reflex arc; this is not always true in other animals, nor does it apply to casual uses of the term ‘reflex’. HAPPY NOW?!?!?!!? -.- MWAHAHAHAHA! ^o^!
It was just a reflex he told himself. When the man snuck up behind him, he could only react by stabbing him in the gut. All those years of being in the assassin’s place, it was what he was trained to do…yet he had just killed his best friend.
yo mamma so stupid she got ran over by a parked car!
yo mamma so fat she got baptised at seaworld!
yo mamma so short she fell of the curb and died!
yo mamma so old she sat behind jesus in kindergarden!
The other day I was walking down the street and somebody jumped out. I shouted as a reflexive action. I then decided to go to the market for some chocolate and I wanst sure why. I became angry with the word reflex.
I have very good reflexes. A reflex is when you have a fast reaction to something. it is good to have fast reflexes because your quick with stuff. BANG! as i see the ball pass over my head. with great force and density is failed. Greatness is the way i feel.
Gag reflex. I had to keep it down, but it wanted to come back up. This was disgusting. How could he do this to me? And now? I’d finally worked up the courage to tell him, and he– oh, god, no. I can’t do this anymore. If that’s how he wants to play it, so be it.
Reflexes are those that allow you to react to things. Some have fast reflexes and can react quickly, such as typing this speedily. Some don’t which makes people take longer and need to well think out their obligations and cannot act as fast as those with faster reflexes.
Her reflex was to be afraid of any man who was too nice. But there came a day when she had to learn to trust.
Relfexes are a response to a stressor on your body. The faster your reflexes the faster your response time.
slow slow reflex now, different from the one I had when I was young, reflex on the water, my reflex and my time that flows away.
reflex. rejoin and rejoice.
broken scarred tumbling people resist the oncoming storm.
were you to wonder about what you were
perhaps you would too
death
dreams
reflex
The stiff joint reflexed and POP, something snapped, distending outward, moving fast; a high speed camera produced a series of one hundred frames in the few seconds that followed as the ligament tore, seemed to give off its own heat and sweat.
The shin jerks forward after the hammer falls, rubber, but nonetheless hitting the knee with force. The doctor smirks, a slight chuckle escapes her lips.
it is something that i do naturaly it is not an instinct it is just what happens.
i like the idea of reflexing it makes me happy and think about moving.
Its just a reflex. I can’t help myself sometimes. I see you and I get going. I hug you, smell you,and I can’t help but want more of you.
Doing something without thinking.
Blinking and shielding yourself are both reflexes, as are breathing and defensive hitting.
reflex action falls short moves west then east to the least as hard and as soft as it can go. nothing helps nothing
she sat patiently in the white office. Damn, this gown is uncomfortable… I wonder if the doctor will be able to see the little duckies on my underwear through this thing… He walked in looking at a clipboard. “Jennifer. Hi, I’m Dr. Watson.. Why are you here today?” He began to check her blood pressure. “I think I may be pregnant.” He banged on her knee with that little blue hammer. Her leg jumped and she kicked him in the arm. “Sorry. Reflex.” He smiled at her. “That’s quite alright. That’s what I was checking for.”
just a reaction that starts in the fingertips, something that happens when you’re moved. physically, emotionally….it’s an intrinsic part of who you are, be it slow or fast…it’s natural and fluid.
I’m pretty sure I have good reflexes..I’d like to hope so, or else my career choice would be useless. Back in the day I was very important. People needed me…
startled, she ran towards the forest. she could hear the footsteps behind her, gaining on her heels. She picked up speed. Her bare feet were burning from all of the jabs from brush, twigs and leaves littering the ground. She dared not look behind her, best to keep her eyes forward and keep going.
My reflexive reaction is to be as cold as he is to me. BIG mistake. its quite funny really, you see i was upset because i was sure he would dump me because he was acting cold. He was acting cold because he thought i was going to dump him. So in the end he asked me, “Are we ok” to which i replied, “i don’t know..” When we realised that we were both upset about nothing, we laughed and i thought of what my dad said to me once, “If you didn’t love eachother so much you wouldn’t have such silly arguments.” I love Nick Riggs more than anything in the world!
my initial reflex is to take it all back, and say i didn’t mean it. i want you to stay with me. but i stop myself, because i prefer to miss you than never have the magic of the light in your eyes when you’re in love.
The automatic pounding of fingers on keys. I don’t even have to look for the proper letters. It’s been so long, it’s muscle memory at this point. There’s no conscious involvement or even attachment to the words and sentences that are produced. It’s almost a shame.
reflex, what happens in an instans without thinking, love is a reflex, something you can not help. it’s just something that happens in a moment.
I hit him as a reflex. I can’t help it anymore. He said it would be different now, and that he got changed in Florida, but I don’t see it. He still has his same eyes, same hair, same hands. I know those hands, I know how they can be tender one second and hurt you the next. Nothing’s different except that now I know how to hit back.
I want to test my reflex. Hit me. Harder. Hit me faster. I’ll duck. Flex. Find my feet. Run. Test me, I know how to run. Duck. Jump. Run, run, run. I know how, hit me, hit me. I can take it. You can’t catch me.
the reflex i think about is the company that a friend owns. Sometimes there is music that rings in my ears to the tune of reflex… maybe that was something else but my reflex is to flight not flight… sometimes when i cum i reflex
monkeys are in the dirt. cows are in the tree. they changed reflexes!!!!!1
Reflex is being able to move fast? Like catching something thats falling… or something? I don’t know… >o<!
lawurance is so soft ill tear u to shredz and ne othr white boi in 7th grade. so ya. get on my level. gona need a space shuttle or a latter thatz forevr. brah!!!!!!!!
A reflex action, also known as a reflex, is an involuntary and nearly instantaneous movement in response to a stimulus.[1] In most contexts, in particular those involving humans, reflex actions are mediated via the reflex arc; this is not always true in other animals, nor does it apply to casual uses of the term ‘reflex’. HAPPY NOW?!?!?!!? -.- MWAHAHAHAHA! ^o^!
I feel happy
I feel sad
I feel angry
I feel like ericka
fun move musels cow dog cat frog!
It was just a reflex he told himself. When the man snuck up behind him, he could only react by stabbing him in the gut. All those years of being in the assassin’s place, it was what he was trained to do…yet he had just killed his best friend.
yo mamma so stupid she got ran over by a parked car!
yo mamma so fat she got baptised at seaworld!
yo mamma so short she fell of the curb and died!
yo mamma so old she sat behind jesus in kindergarden!
Reflex makes me think of… superheros? It makes me think of superheros because they have fast & good reflexes. They must be really fast and…. idk.
The other day I was walking down the street and somebody jumped out. I shouted as a reflexive action. I then decided to go to the market for some chocolate and I wanst sure why. I became angry with the word reflex.
a memory. something that makes you happy.
what you do when something comes at you. it is awesome. when things die they twitch and stuff.
I have very good reflexes. A reflex is when you have a fast reaction to something. it is good to have fast reflexes because your quick with stuff. BANG! as i see the ball pass over my head. with great force and density is failed. Greatness is the way i feel.
to look back at something. a distant memory that seems so far or so close that you can remember and look back on.
reflect. reflect how i feel about you. please. reflex. what’s your instinct?
Gag reflex. I had to keep it down, but it wanted to come back up. This was disgusting. How could he do this to me? And now? I’d finally worked up the courage to tell him, and he– oh, god, no. I can’t do this anymore. If that’s how he wants to play it, so be it.
Reflex reaction. I’ll hear this a lot since I’m currently taking psychology.
Reaction to what I love and reaction to what I hate. One I adore, the other I detest, yet they are both exactly the same thing. How strange…
Reflexes are those that allow you to react to things. Some have fast reflexes and can react quickly, such as typing this speedily. Some don’t which makes people take longer and need to well think out their obligations and cannot act as fast as those with faster reflexes.