The cold wind swept the branches harshly from the tree, causing it to buckle this way and that. Snow once perched on the branches was cruelly thrown off and it fell fell all the way down to the ground where it would inevitably be stepped upon. A find way to go.
Oh, god. It hurts. It hurts. Why does it hurt so much? My whole body feels like it’s ripping a part. My mind is flashing in and out. And god…my heart…it hurts. What is going on? How did I get here? What is wrong with me? What is going to happen to me next?
The pain was severe. He gripped his chest and fell to his knees. No one told him it would hurt this much. No one told him anything. He chuckled halfheartedly to himself
“It was worth it…”
i don’t know what this means so i don’t care about this word!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so don’t ask me about it just kidding!!!!! hahahahaha i am so cool lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hurtful stuff. people cruel to each other. people are getting more and more harsh everyday. it’s not a good thing. pain is becoming an important part of life. everybody is so mean
It’s sever when a guy tell you that he hates you. Hurtful words are all that we exchange. I can’t beleve how severe ijust wanna see you and all the good times we’ve been through. I’ve also had severe cuts before, those hurt like a mo fo. I cant give up on us now. i love you too severely. Severely- to want something so bad, its serious.
The lines of her face were harsh, etched into a skin that had suffered through too many long hours and longer days. She wasn’t an old woman, but she wasn’t young either; the world had handed her more than she could take, and it was reflected in the severe lines around her mouth and eyes. Not smile lines, but ones that symbolized a life she refused to let destroy her.
I find him lying in bed with a severe headache and a splatter of blood on the sheets. His hands, usually just a little raw and blistered, are a dark red and are covered in sores and holes. His voice comes out in a slur, trying to tell me not to worry. It’s then that I realize it’s out of control.
your brows make you the most unwelcome person in the world there is no let up in the stare you think of parents and sticks and unforgiving hardness but there is such a word, such a condition and its needed and things need to go on.
Sever thunderstorm warnings begin tonight at 9:30 Central Time. Severe angles of broken glass and broken bones … And it is rude to say “severe disability;” most people with disabilities prefer “significant” over “sever.”
“How long does she have?”
“I can’t really say”, responded the doctor from behind his white mask. I noticed he was shifting his gaze, nervously glancing around as a small bead of sweat slid down his throat.
“Doctor, please”
“Well, her condition is severe, I would say a week, maybe two”
I could feel the tears burning.
The severe storms in Nashville have been crazy. First they decide to knock out any power in the city for two full days. It’s funny how you never think about how much you use electricity until you lose it. It brings about a sense of security I never thought it could.
Your actions towards me are severe. They are more harsh than needed. You say I’m more mature than anyone my age… But yet you treat me this way. Is this why I’m mature? From all the hardship and cruel things done to me? Or will those things eventually tear me down, and make me fall apart? Answer me. Please. I’m begging you.
“Its a severe punishment to be left alone, don’t you think?” he asked, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. She turned towards him, dissecting his statement mentally, “Not so much a punishment as it is a fear. An eternal unease that appeared long before langauge. Or so I think.”
why do you treat me with such disrespect? what do I ever do to deserve it? I love you, and you hang up and insult me. I exert effort, but you show only indifference. I interrupt my sleep to talk with you, but you call me an idiot and tell me I’m dumb. you evoke such severe emotions from me, and yet I seem to evoke mostly frustration and irritation from you. sometimes I get love, but I mostly walk on egg shells so I don’t fuck and say something dumb. why do I put up with this when all I want is to love you, and for you to love me? all I want is respect and appreciation for my efforts, but I feel you treat me like Sean treats you. I love you, but I hate the way you treat me sometimes. because its just plain unfair…
I read the crowining moment of awesome trope on tvtropes.org, no make that http://tvtropes.org that trope is so awesome your head may explode from the sheer awesomeness of that it’s the best trope ever maded and dont let enyone tell you different
severe? I dont even har that word alot unless we’re talking about weather, there was severe weather a few days ago in MN an suck I hate tornadoes wow this has progressed time is almost up but I’ll keep writing it up now and I’m about to finish
harsh and cold and unwilling to bend or on the flipside…something that is severely wonderful…it’s so incredible that to describe it you must use severity of language and emotion.
“Easy Ted easy. Man, you are the most strait-laced, tight-lipped, unbending, unrelenting producer I’ve ever known. You forgettin’ who I am? You need to relax man…you’ve already suffered a severe lay off.”
you actions will have
severe repercussions
as I hit you
with the bunt end of
this stick
its obvious
your cause
lacks action or motivation
you’re stationed
to sit and wait
for me
to be free
no eternity
to your identity
for its been costly
and your aching
severely
and I can see
my eyes are open
to this monstrosity
I created
when I stated
I loved you.
Another day, another headache. A throbbing in my brain, irritating, itching at me. And it’s your fault. It’s you who convinces me that every time I think, or breathe, or hurt, it’s an aneurysm, something terribly fatal that will kill me soon enough. And maybe it will, maybe I’ll be forgotten some day soon. One day, you’ll be taking out the trash, and I’ll be gone, and you’ll smile and say ‘I told you so’. Except I won’t be there anymore.
the severe winter weather has stopped the city in their tracks–not used to the snow in the south, they locked up the city and all the businesses and stayed home until the spring thaw which was just around the corner
what a shitty word. everything i think of that i would use this word with is something bad. headache mostly. that’s all. it’s not even a minute yet. why can’t someone be severely
The thunderstorm whipped and wailed outside. Nothing could be heard but the thunder crashing and the wind rushing past the house. The vibrations from the wind could be felt through the house as it seemingly rocked and swayed.
“How severe was the storm”, asked Captain Jack to the steward. “Dude,” answered the steward while pointing out to the horizon, “the freaking waves were so high, I thought we were going to kiss the sky.”
His eyes, over the rims of the glasses he wore but didn’t need, were suddenly severe. There was something in them, some that in anyone else would be terrifying, but in him it just meant he was thinking hard on something. There had been another body. That meant something, and was ringing bells somewhere in his mind, somewhere just out of full view, so he couldn’t quite make the connection.
harshest pain
the driving rain
lets you go
but oh to know
how lessons learned
cannot be turned
back to ignorance
the slightest chance
for thunderstorms
swell like romance
the wind was relentless. i could feel the sever sting of the rain as it pelted my face. i could just make out the boat being tossed around on the waves. I hoped it would be here soon and i could put this whole day behind me.
The cold wind swept the branches harshly from the tree, causing it to buckle this way and that. Snow once perched on the branches was cruelly thrown off and it fell fell all the way down to the ground where it would inevitably be stepped upon. A find way to go.
Oh, god. It hurts. It hurts. Why does it hurt so much? My whole body feels like it’s ripping a part. My mind is flashing in and out. And god…my heart…it hurts. What is going on? How did I get here? What is wrong with me? What is going to happen to me next?
Please god. Please. Save me from dying…
severe, like severely injured? that damage was severe? idk. strong word, means a lot, very powerful.
The sharp edges of “acceptable”, the scars that never, ever fade or warp, but stay jagged and white on our souls.
The pain was severe. He gripped his chest and fell to his knees. No one told him it would hurt this much. No one told him anything. He chuckled halfheartedly to himself
“It was worth it…”
So this is a broken heart.
Severe means something serious.
If you are in severe pain, it means you are hurt really bad… Usually severe means really intense i think…
I hate when I have severe injuries or severe cold or a flu. I hate it.
i don’t know what this means so i don’t care about this word!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so don’t ask me about it just kidding!!!!! hahahahaha i am so cool lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
strict or harsh
!!!:P
hurtful stuff. people cruel to each other. people are getting more and more harsh everyday. it’s not a good thing. pain is becoming an important part of life. everybody is so mean
It’s sever when a guy tell you that he hates you. Hurtful words are all that we exchange. I can’t beleve how severe ijust wanna see you and all the good times we’ve been through. I’ve also had severe cuts before, those hurt like a mo fo. I cant give up on us now. i love you too severely. Severely- to want something so bad, its serious.
i dont know i really dont care
Harsh punishment, a bit overboard. Like stabbing someone for saying your name wrong, doesn’t really make sense.
theres a sever in the world some where in the world but i dont know the exact place where they are so ya there you go
If something is severe its worse than bad.
The lines of her face were harsh, etched into a skin that had suffered through too many long hours and longer days. She wasn’t an old woman, but she wasn’t young either; the world had handed her more than she could take, and it was reflected in the severe lines around her mouth and eyes. Not smile lines, but ones that symbolized a life she refused to let destroy her.
I find him lying in bed with a severe headache and a splatter of blood on the sheets. His hands, usually just a little raw and blistered, are a dark red and are covered in sores and holes. His voice comes out in a slur, trying to tell me not to worry. It’s then that I realize it’s out of control.
your brows make you the most unwelcome person in the world there is no let up in the stare you think of parents and sticks and unforgiving hardness but there is such a word, such a condition and its needed and things need to go on.
Sever thunderstorm warnings begin tonight at 9:30 Central Time. Severe angles of broken glass and broken bones … And it is rude to say “severe disability;” most people with disabilities prefer “significant” over “sever.”
“How long does she have?”
“I can’t really say”, responded the doctor from behind his white mask. I noticed he was shifting his gaze, nervously glancing around as a small bead of sweat slid down his throat.
“Doctor, please”
“Well, her condition is severe, I would say a week, maybe two”
I could feel the tears burning.
The severe storms in Nashville have been crazy. First they decide to knock out any power in the city for two full days. It’s funny how you never think about how much you use electricity until you lose it. It brings about a sense of security I never thought it could.
Your actions towards me are severe. They are more harsh than needed. You say I’m more mature than anyone my age… But yet you treat me this way. Is this why I’m mature? From all the hardship and cruel things done to me? Or will those things eventually tear me down, and make me fall apart? Answer me. Please. I’m begging you.
“Its a severe punishment to be left alone, don’t you think?” he asked, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. She turned towards him, dissecting his statement mentally, “Not so much a punishment as it is a fear. An eternal unease that appeared long before langauge. Or so I think.”
why do you treat me with such disrespect? what do I ever do to deserve it? I love you, and you hang up and insult me. I exert effort, but you show only indifference. I interrupt my sleep to talk with you, but you call me an idiot and tell me I’m dumb. you evoke such severe emotions from me, and yet I seem to evoke mostly frustration and irritation from you. sometimes I get love, but I mostly walk on egg shells so I don’t fuck and say something dumb. why do I put up with this when all I want is to love you, and for you to love me? all I want is respect and appreciation for my efforts, but I feel you treat me like Sean treats you. I love you, but I hate the way you treat me sometimes. because its just plain unfair…
I read the crowining moment of awesome trope on tvtropes.org, no make that http://tvtropes.org that trope is so awesome your head may explode from the sheer awesomeness of that it’s the best trope ever maded and dont let enyone tell you different
severe? I dont even har that word alot unless we’re talking about weather, there was severe weather a few days ago in MN an suck I hate tornadoes wow this has progressed time is almost up but I’ll keep writing it up now and I’m about to finish
harsh and cold and unwilling to bend or on the flipside…something that is severely wonderful…it’s so incredible that to describe it you must use severity of language and emotion.
Severe Sever Serve Servitude
Severe as a bad joke
“DAVE!!!…what the &%@*!?
“Easy Ted easy. Man, you are the most strait-laced, tight-lipped, unbending, unrelenting producer I’ve ever known. You forgettin’ who I am? You need to relax man…you’ve already suffered a severe lay off.”
“Come on Dave, gimmy a break.”
“Hey, hey, hey, one break….
you actions will have
severe repercussions
as I hit you
with the bunt end of
this stick
its obvious
your cause
lacks action or motivation
you’re stationed
to sit and wait
for me
to be free
no eternity
to your identity
for its been costly
and your aching
severely
and I can see
my eyes are open
to this monstrosity
I created
when I stated
I loved you.
scrapes
bruises
head trama
death
consequences
severe is so severe sounding…
it’s like a major thing that’s scaryish…
Another day, another headache. A throbbing in my brain, irritating, itching at me. And it’s your fault. It’s you who convinces me that every time I think, or breathe, or hurt, it’s an aneurysm, something terribly fatal that will kill me soon enough. And maybe it will, maybe I’ll be forgotten some day soon. One day, you’ll be taking out the trash, and I’ll be gone, and you’ll smile and say ‘I told you so’. Except I won’t be there anymore.
The pain split through me
like a fault.
the severe winter weather has stopped the city in their tracks–not used to the snow in the south, they locked up the city and all the businesses and stayed home until the spring thaw which was just around the corner
what a shitty word. everything i think of that i would use this word with is something bad. headache mostly. that’s all. it’s not even a minute yet. why can’t someone be severely
The thunderstorm whipped and wailed outside. Nothing could be heard but the thunder crashing and the wind rushing past the house. The vibrations from the wind could be felt through the house as it seemingly rocked and swayed.
“How severe was the storm”, asked Captain Jack to the steward. “Dude,” answered the steward while pointing out to the horizon, “the freaking waves were so high, I thought we were going to kiss the sky.”
His eyes, over the rims of the glasses he wore but didn’t need, were suddenly severe. There was something in them, some that in anyone else would be terrifying, but in him it just meant he was thinking hard on something. There had been another body. That meant something, and was ringing bells somewhere in his mind, somewhere just out of full view, so he couldn’t quite make the connection.
harshest pain
the driving rain
lets you go
but oh to know
how lessons learned
cannot be turned
back to ignorance
the slightest chance
for thunderstorms
swell like romance
the wind was relentless. i could feel the sever sting of the rain as it pelted my face. i could just make out the boat being tossed around on the waves. I hoped it would be here soon and i could put this whole day behind me.