The rain drops were not heavy enough to hold me down today. No matter what, I was going up and up, and up. Nothing could stop me now. I was going to leave this awful place and never come back, and I was happy.
I rise slowly in the winter. The cold makes me stiff and achy. It’s not good for the job I have. Luckily I have discovered the cure- HOT coffee and a few laps around my shack. Then, I can get to it. Then, I can hunt. Chase. Track. Whatever it is you want to call it.
i rise above the inferno and come out prosperous, glorious, triumphant and stronger than ever before. the resurrection of my soul bring life to every part of being.
He did so slowly, blinking away the sleepiness that comes with a long sleep in a metamorphosis chamber. He did not look physically different from when he went in, but there was something about his eyes that seemed more intense. More powerful. More there.
The sunrise was beautiful… All pinks and golds, oranges and purples. It was a masterpiece in the sky. I sat there with Jayson, holding hands and watching it, thinking of how gorgeous it was, and how lucky I was to be sitting there sharing it with him. Nothing could compare to it. It was the precious beginning of a new day, and a new turn in our relationship.
wake up.the sunshine is beaming at the window. gp ahead!make a cup of coffee and smell the morning mist. listen to the birds as they sing early hymn. the world is welcoming your existence. Embrace the goodness of life today. Refresh your soul and make the your dreams come true.
I love to rise with the sun– oh my lanta do I love it– yet I feel like more often than not I sleep until noon. I wish I didn’t. I wish I could wake up and feel the morning breeze– in yoga that’s when the energy is the richest and I really like that idea. I like being awake with the day, but I’m trapped by my stupid habits.
Rising up from the ashes. there are so many boys. Sometimes girls. they look around an d wonder about phoenix’s. This one is real though. this one is here. It’s above them like the sun. Well, no practically the sun is very far away
rise, i asked my BOSS he just looked at me with these eye, making me feel wrong for even asking.No take some stand for yourself, hello are you still listen to me?
ris eup and fly like eagles rise uprise up. soufles I have never made one. I wish I could, like master chef, they alway wear too muc hair gel. but they sure to seem happy. I’d sya there are very few things in lifw I’m fully happy about . who is thoug. sometimes I don’t know eeeeeeeeee winnah winnah chicken dinnah hjhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I navigate upon the ne nenuphars. Need to lower the banch, my kneeling choke grasp the nit. Danger arise at the rodeo. I’ve touched the island. Provision is a fact… will it lagon pall the kinky nicky ? There’s a melting mud in the 4x4x. I feel anguishing neigbors in my pain…
can not hier faux l’eau tat mine…
jazz mine le terreau… je manque le destin de notre solitude, la muse réflète l’antique arhumnie de notre odyssée… je veux de brahmer ma séduction dardée de mes aspirations. je vous cadre de ma délicate et mensongère rhétorique.
I thought we could be ours… fantasme augmenté de tracas magnifiée <¡\ <≈’je vous aime YO&YA
rise above all of the comments people say about you and know how amazing you are and how many people love and care for you ignore all of what you hear that keeps you from being happy you should make sure you live life to the absolute fullest you can possibly live it to and just have fun and be yourself.
In a moment I might be single. Our relationship was on the rise for so long that we missed the spot where it leveled out and began to drop and now it’s reached the end of the graph and fallen off the page. We might stay connected forever and grow stronger or in a moment I might be single. Again.
I was always afraid my breasts wouldn’t grow. When I was a little girl I thought I would forever be a flat wall in that area. I’d see girls wearing their tght dhirts showing off their to die for figures and I couldn’t bear to let myself be seen. That was why I became a lesbian. I wanted what all the other girls had. I was tired of being what the other boys rejected and was tired of trying to become what they wanted. I’m 23 now and my breasts still didn’t make that dramatic rise I was hoping for. Oh well, I guess I was never mean to be a girl in the first place. Besies with breasts of my own, how woulf I be able to admire them? It’ll be like possessing a work of art forever. There’s no way to admire it if you’re constantly finding dressing to stick it in, or bras to torture it. I don’t mind it anyway. I was always a late bloomer. I got my period when I was 17 and it was the worst day of my life. Along with not having any boobs I also didn’t have a pad at the time the red tide washed all over my brand new pair of jeans and my pale yellow seat in math class. I felt violate to say the least. How dare you come on the one time I don’t ask for you to? How dare you make me look like a fool amongst my little group of friends? How dare you reveal yourself to the hottest girls in my class? Do you realize how unfair it is to just be intruded upon by something else that makes you question what you really are in this world?
I go up to the podium, and as I approach, I feel the curious stares of people penetrating through my skin. I hear the whispers of disgrace, and bow my head in sorrow.
I will rise from the underworld wearing my underpants and I will conquer all land in the time that I am on the world. But I am the underworld king so I don’t see how that works. I am a little confused. Falling is the opposite of rising.
i lay down on the green grass. my soul slowly rises up to the heavens above. i pass the clouds and the stars and the birds and reach it to the top. i reach the heavens and i am as peaceful as can be.
sunrise in the morning
glory like halelujah
not a big boyfriend fan
but shes always down to do ya
darkness never sets
night never comes to life
shes never gone home
with out someone by her side
i rise to the top of the earth. up and up i go. i dont stop till i reach heaven. i rise high above the clouds and the stars and the universe. i keep going until i reach the top.
She sat up in her bed, her eyes blinking away the cold tears. The dream had been sad, but just that–a dream. She stretched her arms out in front of her, their stiff weight pulling her down a bit as she yawned once more. It was time to get up, time to rise and meet the new day. The dream would dissipate soon, and be just that–a dream.
Bleary eyed and belligerent, the man attempted to rise, throwing a limp fist at the hands extended to aid his efforts. Meanwhile, he continued to spew profanities that were made all the more palpable by the stagnant scent of stale beer that accented every breath.
never stall never fall when im high i need it all no love no need my eyes bleed i succed i swear i rise yall demise ill take ya mothafuckin life what you expect ill break ya neck and ya chest put you to rest lil nigga i grow bigger then i fall never that clever cat smarter dog i can kill you in the fog fuck a rise wana rise ill supply im that guy
The rise was the biggest mistake. If they had never taken up arms, none of this destruction would have come about. If they hadn’t listened to the stranger when he came, they would never have been struck down. Was it better to watch them die, rather than be slaves?
it’s 12:52 am. shouldn’t there be another word already? i am deciding whether to go downstairs and watch tv or stay here or go to my bed since there is no new word.
The billow of air flowed past her, a breath going heavenward as the flames roared higher. At her feet, the ashes collected from the burnt pages, the words of hate and love alike consumed, devoured, and sent to rise up with the smoke.
It isn’t because my belly is full of warm liqour. It isn’t because my pockets are fat with cash. It isn’t because I have realized my full potential. It IS because you are so near me…that my sex is alive. You have risen me from the dead.
the tower is big in dubi with a car and a pen e eagle trust ty ler is dumb school lunch is bad in the library thecomputers are good at navy the buss service i like that tlike a BOSS!!!
I can rise to the occasion, or a bread can rise. my dick can rise when it’s near my lovely girlfriend. i rise in the morning, so does the sun. the moon rises in the eve, even when it’s done. cakes rise, tides rise so does the earth.
rise up. become all youre meant to be.
The rain drops were not heavy enough to hold me down today. No matter what, I was going up and up, and up. Nothing could stop me now. I was going to leave this awful place and never come back, and I was happy.
Sire
I rise slowly in the winter. The cold makes me stiff and achy. It’s not good for the job I have. Luckily I have discovered the cure- HOT coffee and a few laps around my shack. Then, I can get to it. Then, I can hunt. Chase. Track. Whatever it is you want to call it.
i rise above the inferno and come out prosperous, glorious, triumphant and stronger than ever before. the resurrection of my soul bring life to every part of being.
“Arise,” I said, cackling maniacly.
He did so slowly, blinking away the sleepiness that comes with a long sleep in a metamorphosis chamber. He did not look physically different from when he went in, but there was something about his eyes that seemed more intense. More powerful. More there.
The sunrise was beautiful… All pinks and golds, oranges and purples. It was a masterpiece in the sky. I sat there with Jayson, holding hands and watching it, thinking of how gorgeous it was, and how lucky I was to be sitting there sharing it with him. Nothing could compare to it. It was the precious beginning of a new day, and a new turn in our relationship.
wake up.the sunshine is beaming at the window. gp ahead!make a cup of coffee and smell the morning mist. listen to the birds as they sing early hymn. the world is welcoming your existence. Embrace the goodness of life today. Refresh your soul and make the your dreams come true.
I love to rise with the sun– oh my lanta do I love it– yet I feel like more often than not I sleep until noon. I wish I didn’t. I wish I could wake up and feel the morning breeze– in yoga that’s when the energy is the richest and I really like that idea. I like being awake with the day, but I’m trapped by my stupid habits.
Rising up from the ashes. there are so many boys. Sometimes girls. they look around an d wonder about phoenix’s. This one is real though. this one is here. It’s above them like the sun. Well, no practically the sun is very far away
rise, i asked my BOSS he just looked at me with these eye, making me feel wrong for even asking.No take some stand for yourself, hello are you still listen to me?
ah i already wrote about this word… does it ever change words or what?
everytime, i do this thing i keep getting the same word RISE what the heck give me a different word, i would like to have something a little differnt.
Rise, I shall not.
I intend to dwell in the vagaries of the insignificant.
This damaged heart deserves a corner.
ris eup and fly like eagles rise uprise up. soufles I have never made one. I wish I could, like master chef, they alway wear too muc hair gel. but they sure to seem happy. I’d sya there are very few things in lifw I’m fully happy about . who is thoug. sometimes I don’t know eeeeeeeeee winnah winnah chicken dinnah hjhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Rise of the planet of the apes lol
I navigate upon the ne nenuphars. Need to lower the banch, my kneeling choke grasp the nit. Danger arise at the rodeo. I’ve touched the island. Provision is a fact… will it lagon pall the kinky nicky ? There’s a melting mud in the 4x4x. I feel anguishing neigbors in my pain…
can not hier faux l’eau tat mine…
jazz mine le terreau… je manque le destin de notre solitude, la muse réflète l’antique arhumnie de notre odyssée… je veux de brahmer ma séduction dardée de mes aspirations. je vous cadre de ma délicate et mensongère rhétorique.
I thought we could be ours… fantasme augmenté de tracas magnifiée <¡\ <≈’je vous aime YO&YA
rise above all of the comments people say about you and know how amazing you are and how many people love and care for you ignore all of what you hear that keeps you from being happy you should make sure you live life to the absolute fullest you can possibly live it to and just have fun and be yourself.
i need to rise above narrow mindedness of the society i live in, i need to rise and stand like a mountain…yet willing enough to grow and change.
In a moment I might be single. Our relationship was on the rise for so long that we missed the spot where it leveled out and began to drop and now it’s reached the end of the graph and fallen off the page. We might stay connected forever and grow stronger or in a moment I might be single. Again.
I was always afraid my breasts wouldn’t grow. When I was a little girl I thought I would forever be a flat wall in that area. I’d see girls wearing their tght dhirts showing off their to die for figures and I couldn’t bear to let myself be seen. That was why I became a lesbian. I wanted what all the other girls had. I was tired of being what the other boys rejected and was tired of trying to become what they wanted. I’m 23 now and my breasts still didn’t make that dramatic rise I was hoping for. Oh well, I guess I was never mean to be a girl in the first place. Besies with breasts of my own, how woulf I be able to admire them? It’ll be like possessing a work of art forever. There’s no way to admire it if you’re constantly finding dressing to stick it in, or bras to torture it. I don’t mind it anyway. I was always a late bloomer. I got my period when I was 17 and it was the worst day of my life. Along with not having any boobs I also didn’t have a pad at the time the red tide washed all over my brand new pair of jeans and my pale yellow seat in math class. I felt violate to say the least. How dare you come on the one time I don’t ask for you to? How dare you make me look like a fool amongst my little group of friends? How dare you reveal yourself to the hottest girls in my class? Do you realize how unfair it is to just be intruded upon by something else that makes you question what you really are in this world?
I go up to the podium, and as I approach, I feel the curious stares of people penetrating through my skin. I hear the whispers of disgrace, and bow my head in sorrow.
I will rise from the underworld wearing my underpants and I will conquer all land in the time that I am on the world. But I am the underworld king so I don’t see how that works. I am a little confused. Falling is the opposite of rising.
amongst the rising sun we all feel dwarfed, as it beams on down and designates the size and direction of our shadows.
i lay down on the green grass. my soul slowly rises up to the heavens above. i pass the clouds and the stars and the birds and reach it to the top. i reach the heavens and i am as peaceful as can be.
rising like dough, he stands among his friends and shows us all the verdict.
reminds me of jesus. it’s such a simple word, a gentle command, that both requires obedience and promotes a desire to obey. i will rise.
sunrise in the morning
glory like halelujah
not a big boyfriend fan
but shes always down to do ya
darkness never sets
night never comes to life
shes never gone home
with out someone by her side
i rise to the top of the earth. up and up i go. i dont stop till i reach heaven. i rise high above the clouds and the stars and the universe. i keep going until i reach the top.
She sat up in her bed, her eyes blinking away the cold tears. The dream had been sad, but just that–a dream. She stretched her arms out in front of her, their stiff weight pulling her down a bit as she yawned once more. It was time to get up, time to rise and meet the new day. The dream would dissipate soon, and be just that–a dream.
To rise every day is an intricate routine.
it can seem horrible, monotonous, and difficult.
Or it can be a time of refreshing awakenings.
Bleary eyed and belligerent, the man attempted to rise, throwing a limp fist at the hands extended to aid his efforts. Meanwhile, he continued to spew profanities that were made all the more palpable by the stagnant scent of stale beer that accented every breath.
never stall never fall when im high i need it all no love no need my eyes bleed i succed i swear i rise yall demise ill take ya mothafuckin life what you expect ill break ya neck and ya chest put you to rest lil nigga i grow bigger then i fall never that clever cat smarter dog i can kill you in the fog fuck a rise wana rise ill supply im that guy
The rise was the biggest mistake. If they had never taken up arms, none of this destruction would have come about. If they hadn’t listened to the stranger when he came, they would never have been struck down. Was it better to watch them die, rather than be slaves?
it’s 12:52 am. shouldn’t there be another word already? i am deciding whether to go downstairs and watch tv or stay here or go to my bed since there is no new word.
The billow of air flowed past her, a breath going heavenward as the flames roared higher. At her feet, the ashes collected from the burnt pages, the words of hate and love alike consumed, devoured, and sent to rise up with the smoke.
It isn’t because my belly is full of warm liqour. It isn’t because my pockets are fat with cash. It isn’t because I have realized my full potential. It IS because you are so near me…that my sex is alive. You have risen me from the dead.
the tower is big in dubi with a car and a pen e eagle trust ty ler is dumb school lunch is bad in the library thecomputers are good at navy the buss service i like that tlike a BOSS!!!
I can rise to the occasion, or a bread can rise. my dick can rise when it’s near my lovely girlfriend. i rise in the morning, so does the sun. the moon rises in the eve, even when it’s done. cakes rise, tides rise so does the earth.
above, sun you can do it. above the crap, to the occation, and shine, what you will do, sun beams, heaven, white and yellow.