I am not shallow. I exercise the depths of my being with words, actions, stories, all cumulating into the vastness of life and nature. Shallowness comes when one’s supine inattentions to the world gather under one sun and fester.
whatever the water, shallow or deep, I love to feel it’s freshness, around my feet, or above my head the sky is blue, from under the water I see everything move, in ripples of sunshine, the ripples do move, with the rays of the sun turning to rays of the moon, then the water becomes so black as the night, and the moon illuminates my face and the rest is too right.
I am shallow…I think. But then again, isn’t everyone? To some degree, I mean. I don’t think I’ve ever met a person who didn’t have some degree of shallowness to them. If I ever do meet someone like that…I don’t know how I will react. I would probably think they’re sick.
Isn’t everyone? According to every adult, teacher, every high-school aged kid is. Screw them. They may want to believe that every problem, every whine is the result of youth. Too bad. It’s not. But believing we had depth would mean respecting what we said.
Hallo? Gallows? Sallow? Is that even a word? Shallow is a word I often choose to ignore. I look past it, pretend that it’s not overbearing in a society of ignorance and laziness. No thanks, I prefer depth and complexity.
The water was cold, that was the first thought to enter her mind as she set her foot into the small pool. No…puddle. Pools were larger, she reminded herself. The water shimmered around her, glowing. Reminding her that even things that were shallow could be lovely. She turned her head. Smiling, “Thank you love” she said, kissing his face.
I wonder sometimes if I am too shallow. I have been obsessed with the way I look for a long time and its gradually spilled over to an obsession witht he way other people look. I find myself judging others with a glance rather than a discussion and its frightening to me that i might miss something amazing about a person by writing them off from the get go.
i think of guys that only think about themselves. i think of guys that specifically judge girls on their apperances and not really get to know the girl for who they are.
I don’t understand why the skin is only so deep. There are so many depths to go and the only thing I can think of is how little we get done on the top of it. You can’t really see the splendour of things from the top. You must go deeper and for get the surface.
I personally like the word shallow. It makes me think of the beach in Hawaii. turquoise waves with sea foam. I just think it sounds rather beautiful. Most people think of the negative. Like when a person is shallow they judge a person before knowing them. Why think of that, when you can be knee deep in tropical liquid love.
shallow is a deep that no one can know. You can see the end sure, but its a gloomy fall. Imagine, falling into the shallow end of a pool. bomb. You hit your head. Shallow darkness of depth.
I am not shallow i can say that much. Well actually i am a bit but only when i start getting a lot of guys hitting on me i will admit. Ok im shallow im sorry.
The grave was shallow, no more than a foot or two deep at most, though the men kept digging in preparation for the casket’s arrival. I stuck my toe at the edge and the clumpy dirt crumbled beneath me. Beneath the black shoes I was forced to wear, matching the black pants and tasteful dark shirt. I was pretending to mourn, all for the sake of a man I had never loved.
I leaned over and vomited in the hole-in-progress.
i’m a shallow guy. my personality is shallow. there is very little depth to it. I want sexiness. Personality takes a back seat. Every single primal emotion is shallow. It takes very little comprehension to think.
Shallow? Where to begin? It’s almost like all four years you spend in high school, where every girl you meet ends up falling for the asshole jock who sits behind you in English class. No matter what you do, she always falls for the handsome athelte rather than the lovable loser.
My mom made an eharmony account and was deleting all the people she thought were ugly, too old looking, or fat. It was funny. And shows just how shallow even the nicest people are.
The bath tub water is always too shallow. I wish for a jacuzzi tub. It is my only reasoning for not getting one that I would waste more time than I already do.
so i was in the pool the other day and the water was so shallow it reminded me of all the people i know who are shallow lol i use to think that shallow ment deep but it obvously dosent i wish i was shallow maybe then my self esteem woul dbe a lot better i like this exercise so any way omg im running oiut of time versace vera wang lol
The creek was very shallow and I had no desire to only get part of my body wet. I wanted to feel immersed in something- feel like I was really a part of something wholly and completely. I had not been working to my full potential. When you don’t enjoy something it becomes like a daunting task that you just have to complete. Day after day after day. It’s a never ending cycle and it starts to feel like a bad anime that just won’t end. Fight scene after fight scene and you just can’t find the energy to go find the remote. Oh where oh where did the remote go? You start enjoying life when you can find the energy to get up, walk over to the tv, and press the “power” button.
they say still waters run deep. some have said that about me. nope, i feel pretty shallow, no deep water over here. why won’t I let myself get deep. I should be able to do that shouldn’t I?
Shallow like the seas I fall into
Hit my head hard thinking the waters are deep
But I fell into your eyes
The water only goes up to my knees
I’m asking you please
Please don’t let me fall again
Again again again
Spinning around in your irises
I just want to feel you inside of me
Shake up my bones
Straight down to my toes and up to my heart
Start, go, start go, My heart.
the water wasn’t very deep, the people weren’t either, they only cared about appearance and not what was on the inside. The beach was packed, I didn’t know a single person. I felt as if sitting in this water I was being gawked at and judged by every single person. Nobody knew me, nobody could.
When you don’t care about anyone else, and you don’t want to think of anyone else. You’re very self centered, and you only think of yourself. You don’t car about the interests of others. You want
People can be so shallow sometimes. They believe that how you look and what you own is the most important thing in life. Personality often doesn’t count towards much in life, when it’s the most valueble thing there really is to begin with.
“Jump in, Danny! The water feels great!” Those were my last words to the best friend I’ve had before and since. “Danny, quit playing. Get up here… Dan? DAN!”
There are things in the world that do not have deep meaning. For example, even though you might give your soul into friendship, you might discover how shallow that relationship was. You never know how things are going to evolve, becoming either of high value or simply fading away as if it never was worth anything in the first place.
He looked at the water in the pool; it was clear and smooth, and reflected almost a perfect mirror-image of his face. He could see the bottom, it wasn’t deep. So why was he so scared?
is all I ever thought when I saw her face,and what a beautiful face she had, but she knew it and that was the problem she wore that face with all her emotions the emotion of self loathing appearances were all she had so she faked everything else, its not a wonder shes a flake at all, no deeper than this rippled creek drying up with the rest of the earth
I am not shallow. I exercise the depths of my being with words, actions, stories, all cumulating into the vastness of life and nature. Shallowness comes when one’s supine inattentions to the world gather under one sun and fester.
whatever the water, shallow or deep, I love to feel it’s freshness, around my feet, or above my head the sky is blue, from under the water I see everything move, in ripples of sunshine, the ripples do move, with the rays of the sun turning to rays of the moon, then the water becomes so black as the night, and the moon illuminates my face and the rest is too right.
I am shallow…I think. But then again, isn’t everyone? To some degree, I mean. I don’t think I’ve ever met a person who didn’t have some degree of shallowness to them. If I ever do meet someone like that…I don’t know how I will react. I would probably think they’re sick.
my wife is rather shallow. not because she’s into looks, but more along the lines that she seems to be the only one who matters in the relationship.
Isn’t everyone? According to every adult, teacher, every high-school aged kid is. Screw them. They may want to believe that every problem, every whine is the result of youth. Too bad. It’s not. But believing we had depth would mean respecting what we said.
Hallo? Gallows? Sallow? Is that even a word? Shallow is a word I often choose to ignore. I look past it, pretend that it’s not overbearing in a society of ignorance and laziness. No thanks, I prefer depth and complexity.
The water was cold, that was the first thought to enter her mind as she set her foot into the small pool. No…puddle. Pools were larger, she reminded herself. The water shimmered around her, glowing. Reminding her that even things that were shallow could be lovely. She turned her head. Smiling, “Thank you love” she said, kissing his face.
I wonder sometimes if I am too shallow. I have been obsessed with the way I look for a long time and its gradually spilled over to an obsession witht he way other people look. I find myself judging others with a glance rather than a discussion and its frightening to me that i might miss something amazing about a person by writing them off from the get go.
i think of guys that only think about themselves. i think of guys that specifically judge girls on their apperances and not really get to know the girl for who they are.
I don’t understand why the skin is only so deep. There are so many depths to go and the only thing I can think of is how little we get done on the top of it. You can’t really see the splendour of things from the top. You must go deeper and for get the surface.
I personally like the word shallow. It makes me think of the beach in Hawaii. turquoise waves with sea foam. I just think it sounds rather beautiful. Most people think of the negative. Like when a person is shallow they judge a person before knowing them. Why think of that, when you can be knee deep in tropical liquid love.
shallow is a deep that no one can know. You can see the end sure, but its a gloomy fall. Imagine, falling into the shallow end of a pool. bomb. You hit your head. Shallow darkness of depth.
I am not shallow i can say that much. Well actually i am a bit but only when i start getting a lot of guys hitting on me i will admit. Ok im shallow im sorry.
The grave was shallow, no more than a foot or two deep at most, though the men kept digging in preparation for the casket’s arrival. I stuck my toe at the edge and the clumpy dirt crumbled beneath me. Beneath the black shoes I was forced to wear, matching the black pants and tasteful dark shirt. I was pretending to mourn, all for the sake of a man I had never loved.
I leaned over and vomited in the hole-in-progress.
the soul
the river
the night
the mind
the feel
the thought
the thing
the fear
the faith
the young
the old
the dead
the alive
the word
i’m a shallow guy. my personality is shallow. there is very little depth to it. I want sexiness. Personality takes a back seat. Every single primal emotion is shallow. It takes very little comprehension to think.
Shallow? Where to begin? It’s almost like all four years you spend in high school, where every girl you meet ends up falling for the asshole jock who sits behind you in English class. No matter what you do, she always falls for the handsome athelte rather than the lovable loser.
My mom made an eharmony account and was deleting all the people she thought were ugly, too old looking, or fat. It was funny. And shows just how shallow even the nicest people are.
The bath tub water is always too shallow. I wish for a jacuzzi tub. It is my only reasoning for not getting one that I would waste more time than I already do.
Not deep. When a person judges looks first and doesn’t get to know the person.
so i was in the pool the other day and the water was so shallow it reminded me of all the people i know who are shallow lol i use to think that shallow ment deep but it obvously dosent i wish i was shallow maybe then my self esteem woul dbe a lot better i like this exercise so any way omg im running oiut of time versace vera wang lol
is somthing i would loathe to become.
never have i enjoyed the company of shallow people.
everyone is beutiful. everything is good. its all perception and i choose to percieve things have full.
The majority of upper-middle class Americans.
The creek was very shallow and I had no desire to only get part of my body wet. I wanted to feel immersed in something- feel like I was really a part of something wholly and completely. I had not been working to my full potential. When you don’t enjoy something it becomes like a daunting task that you just have to complete. Day after day after day. It’s a never ending cycle and it starts to feel like a bad anime that just won’t end. Fight scene after fight scene and you just can’t find the energy to go find the remote. Oh where oh where did the remote go? You start enjoying life when you can find the energy to get up, walk over to the tv, and press the “power” button.
He waded slowly across and his ankles were quickly frozen. The horses pulled back but he forced them on. They all died in the river that day.
he sat there at the end of the shallow water and looked up and blew me a kiss and with that i knew.. i had found him.
shallow feelings creep up on me when I am least able to guard myself against them leaving me feeling like a dark cloud descending over me.
they say still waters run deep. some have said that about me. nope, i feel pretty shallow, no deep water over here. why won’t I let myself get deep. I should be able to do that shouldn’t I?
Shallow like the seas I fall into
Hit my head hard thinking the waters are deep
But I fell into your eyes
The water only goes up to my knees
I’m asking you please
Please don’t let me fall again
Again again again
Spinning around in your irises
I just want to feel you inside of me
Shake up my bones
Straight down to my toes and up to my heart
Start, go, start go, My heart.
the end was shallow the deep was dark but then as in all fellow depths and shallows the world but ends and begins again.
All we have to do is………..
gravedigger… when u dig my grave… could u make it shallow…so that i can feel the rain
the water wasn’t very deep, the people weren’t either, they only cared about appearance and not what was on the inside. The beach was packed, I didn’t know a single person. I felt as if sitting in this water I was being gawked at and judged by every single person. Nobody knew me, nobody could.
When you don’t care about anyone else, and you don’t want to think of anyone else. You’re very self centered, and you only think of yourself. You don’t car about the interests of others. You want
People can be so shallow sometimes. They believe that how you look and what you own is the most important thing in life. Personality often doesn’t count towards much in life, when it’s the most valueble thing there really is to begin with.
water can be shallow; people can be shallow; and when you combine the two, the conversation gets deep.
“Jump in, Danny! The water feels great!” Those were my last words to the best friend I’ve had before and since. “Danny, quit playing. Get up here… Dan? DAN!”
There are things in the world that do not have deep meaning. For example, even though you might give your soul into friendship, you might discover how shallow that relationship was. You never know how things are going to evolve, becoming either of high value or simply fading away as if it never was worth anything in the first place.
He looked at the water in the pool; it was clear and smooth, and reflected almost a perfect mirror-image of his face. He could see the bottom, it wasn’t deep. So why was he so scared?
His attitude was cold and hard as soon as he found out she wasn’t as perfect as he thought- shallow, without a doubt.
is all I ever thought when I saw her face,and what a beautiful face she had, but she knew it and that was the problem she wore that face with all her emotions the emotion of self loathing appearances were all she had so she faked everything else, its not a wonder shes a flake at all, no deeper than this rippled creek drying up with the rest of the earth