I feel more and more like a kiddie pool. I know as we grow older we are supposed to become less shallow, yet it feels just the opposite for me. The older I get, the more shallow I become. The more I represent the depth of that kiddie pool. Shallow.
he was never shallow. his eyes were kind and open, and when he laughed, his eyes squinted up into slits. And his laugh came from deep inside and was loud and real and infectious and unpretentious and unrehearsed.
Shallow are the words that have been repeated from her tongue time and again. Her mouth is a trap. “I love you,” she says. She is beautiful, and her whisper creeps down your neck and tickles your back, enveloping your skin and warming you. You have to believe her. You want to. She is everything and nothing.
How shallow can you fucking be? It’s my fault for falling for tripping over what was probably just a normal looking rock that just looks pretty when you hold it out in the sun.
Shallow depths aren’t too good for swimming. Sure, you know that you’ll be safe, relatively at least. If there’s any glass at the bottom, you have at least a fighting chance of catching sight of it before stepping, but what it really lacks is a sense of adventure.
there once was a lady from Shallow
whose complexion was decidedly sallow
so she patted on powder
that sadly endowed her
with a face that looked like a marshmallow
There are so many shallow people in this world. They are only concerned with themselves, particularly their looks and how much money they make. Wake up people, that’s not the only thing to live for in this world. How about concentrating more on relationships and being human.
there isn’t any depth, i mean i could step into this and my toes would probably be showing out of the water. But it’s cold and i can see teh pebbles twinkling under the ripples and it’s very pretty. I think we should all look at the shallow a little more, maybe it would teach us that even something that doesn’t have that kidn of depth… i could still be beautiful.
in the great deeps
you’ll find
little beyond
what you can find
right here
in the sun on your
son’s lovely back
the rise of your wife’s
anthem, as she gathers
wisdom to her breast,
cherishing the rest…
the way that most men think, the reason I can’t walk down the street with a beautiful girl without my gender embarrassing itself and leaving me grasping for straws to try and explain to her that we’re not all like that.
lame below water stream pool the stream was a shallow hollow shadow in the dark misty cave that became a beautiful forest full of light and love and depth the shallow the hollow can be filled with compassion and infinite possibilities the world can be turned into depth
I am in no way shallow. Hell my last two girlfriends were exactly skinny. I know I act shallow at times, and judge some by their cover, but in all honesty, I’m not. I’m not exactly the best looking guy. So I’m sure others would be shallow when it came to me.
shallow hal…the movie name popped like like a jack in the box!
we are pretty shallow when you think about it..c
at the heart of it..all are concerned only with oneself..
which is you admit is ggod
Shallow pail..shallow end of pool..nice to waddle in and enjoy seld too..
i like to do that now and then..relaxing it can be
The shallows are where everything hangs out floating along, rarely breaking the surface though everything must eventually sink to the bottom. There’s everything that has run off, what the water can carry and dump, there’s the best of the land swept away.
THe shallow aching in his head started to subside a bit as he layed his head back against the pillow. Tomorrow was the last day of his life. “What have I made of myself here…” Seth pondered. Being only of the age 18, and dying of a very rare form of cancer, he only wished
A shallow hole had captured Ben’s foot. Like a toothless mouth, swallowing his ankle. Ben moved his foot around impatiently, wanting it to get out so bad. He lifted it, but to no avail. “Help” he cried. Help
There’s shallowness here, There. I like this word. It reminds me of profound. Like shallowness is profound… or maybe the opposite. If you are shallow, you’re not capable of profound things… Maybe.
the hole seemed deep
when I looked at it it felt like i was viewing eternity
like i could see the beginning of time and t end of the world swirling in its depths
i blinked and realized
it was shallow
there was nothing there but space
“…And so my love,” he whispered in my ear. “We end this tonight.”
“You shallow basterd,” I spit. He smiled lightly and turned from me.
“Wait!” I called. he stopped and looked at me, his green eyes shimmering. I slapped him and smiled.
“That’s all.
The ripples barely obscure the pebbles under my feet. So clear, this water. Burbling past without a care in the world. Wiggling my toes in the gritty shore, enjoying the water’s embrace. But that I could wash away with the gentle current in peace. Just shallow ripples and water.
shallow hall is a movie about a dude who is so shallow that he has trouble accepting fat people. it starts jack black. shallow is one of the worst qualities a person can have. its important to accept everyone in this world
She glanced over at a picture of her and Ted as she applied a layer of red paint to her lips. Thinking about everything they’d been through the past three weeks, she wasn’t sure if it was worth another one. Her phone rang. Tony was calling, and he was charming, she thought. She picked up the phone, and began to remove the back of her picture frame.
It was stupid, really, how people could look at her and see nothing but an empty, petty, shallow girl. How they could look down upon her and determine her as good for nothing more than a fuck simply because she had odd, lavender colored eyes and was charming and naturally beautiful. They never cared about her, never got to know her, and never did anything besides peg her as a shallow fool. Even Parvati had been wary at first and had confided in her years later than she hadn’t quite expected her to be as intelligent as she was.
shallow or hollow, deep or survival, the bliss or contrived, we have a steeple to thrive, both inverted within and without, one is the void, the other is the knife
heart belly you bleed terrain, water misty, steps above, the heaven unassured, yet the hell redeemed, steps thirsty, heart belly of love, we sink or swim, the canyon is beautiful.
I feel so shallow
to the pit of my soul
never growing
always bestowing
my grace upon others
wife, sister, mother
when is it my chance
to dance that one dance
shine and gleam
walk in my own stream
stop feeling hollow
let go of me shallow
Shallow. Writes itself doesn’t it? I’m sure everyone is either going to write about being dumped by someone shallow, or the shallow pool. I’m going to waste my space writing about the shallowness of other shallow writings. Blah, shouldn’t be writing today anyway.
I am a really shallow person, but can you blame me? I know I’m no catch, but why would I want to settle for anything less then perfect. You can think whatever you like of me, but I have no problem admitting that I am a shallow person.
I feel more and more like a kiddie pool. I know as we grow older we are supposed to become less shallow, yet it feels just the opposite for me. The older I get, the more shallow I become. The more I represent the depth of that kiddie pool. Shallow.
he was never shallow. his eyes were kind and open, and when he laughed, his eyes squinted up into slits. And his laugh came from deep inside and was loud and real and infectious and unpretentious and unrehearsed.
Shallow are the words that have been repeated from her tongue time and again. Her mouth is a trap. “I love you,” she says. She is beautiful, and her whisper creeps down your neck and tickles your back, enveloping your skin and warming you. You have to believe her. You want to. She is everything and nothing.
drowning in mirrors, they
are hollow fragments of beauty–
lily pads on a pond of skin.
How shallow can you fucking be? It’s my fault for falling for tripping over what was probably just a normal looking rock that just looks pretty when you hold it out in the sun.
Everyone on this site is so fucking ironic.
Shallow depths aren’t too good for swimming. Sure, you know that you’ll be safe, relatively at least. If there’s any glass at the bottom, you have at least a fighting chance of catching sight of it before stepping, but what it really lacks is a sense of adventure.
there once was a lady from Shallow
whose complexion was decidedly sallow
so she patted on powder
that sadly endowed her
with a face that looked like a marshmallow
There are so many shallow people in this world. They are only concerned with themselves, particularly their looks and how much money they make. Wake up people, that’s not the only thing to live for in this world. How about concentrating more on relationships and being human.
there isn’t any depth, i mean i could step into this and my toes would probably be showing out of the water. But it’s cold and i can see teh pebbles twinkling under the ripples and it’s very pretty. I think we should all look at the shallow a little more, maybe it would teach us that even something that doesn’t have that kidn of depth… i could still be beautiful.
in the great deeps
you’ll find
little beyond
what you can find
right here
in the sun on your
son’s lovely back
the rise of your wife’s
anthem, as she gathers
wisdom to her breast,
cherishing the rest…
the way that most men think, the reason I can’t walk down the street with a beautiful girl without my gender embarrassing itself and leaving me grasping for straws to try and explain to her that we’re not all like that.
Water that is not deep is often called shallow. Shallow can also mean someone who is superficial or just interested in looks of another.
But what does shallow actually mean. I think of mean girls with lindsey lohan. Those are the people I think of when I see that word. Not nice.
lame below water stream pool the stream was a shallow hollow shadow in the dark misty cave that became a beautiful forest full of light and love and depth the shallow the hollow can be filled with compassion and infinite possibilities the world can be turned into depth
I am in no way shallow. Hell my last two girlfriends were exactly skinny. I know I act shallow at times, and judge some by their cover, but in all honesty, I’m not. I’m not exactly the best looking guy. So I’m sure others would be shallow when it came to me.
shallow hal…the movie name popped like like a jack in the box!
we are pretty shallow when you think about it..c
at the heart of it..all are concerned only with oneself..
which is you admit is ggod
Shallow pail..shallow end of pool..nice to waddle in and enjoy seld too..
i like to do that now and then..relaxing it can be
The shallows are where everything hangs out floating along, rarely breaking the surface though everything must eventually sink to the bottom. There’s everything that has run off, what the water can carry and dump, there’s the best of the land swept away.
THe shallow aching in his head started to subside a bit as he layed his head back against the pillow. Tomorrow was the last day of his life. “What have I made of myself here…” Seth pondered. Being only of the age 18, and dying of a very rare form of cancer, he only wished
A shallow hole had captured Ben’s foot. Like a toothless mouth, swallowing his ankle. Ben moved his foot around impatiently, wanting it to get out so bad. He lifted it, but to no avail. “Help” he cried. Help
There’s shallowness here, There. I like this word. It reminds me of profound. Like shallowness is profound… or maybe the opposite. If you are shallow, you’re not capable of profound things… Maybe.
the hole seemed deep
when I looked at it it felt like i was viewing eternity
like i could see the beginning of time and t end of the world swirling in its depths
i blinked and realized
it was shallow
there was nothing there but space
the shallowest people are the people who can’t focus on now. the people who always look at tomorows problems. if you look at TODAY you’ll be okay.
“…And so my love,” he whispered in my ear. “We end this tonight.”
“You shallow basterd,” I spit. He smiled lightly and turned from me.
“Wait!” I called. he stopped and looked at me, his green eyes shimmering. I slapped him and smiled.
“That’s all.
The ripples barely obscure the pebbles under my feet. So clear, this water. Burbling past without a care in the world. Wiggling my toes in the gritty shore, enjoying the water’s embrace. But that I could wash away with the gentle current in peace. Just shallow ripples and water.
in the shallow grave she lay
tired and destroyed from the day
the warrior’s way is to much
for the ways of a mothers touch
enough of it. Is there no spirit left, an urging for something more, deeper? When will it end?
judgemental
shallow hall is a movie about a dude who is so shallow that he has trouble accepting fat people. it starts jack black. shallow is one of the worst qualities a person can have. its important to accept everyone in this world
Clear water, light rain
empty words, meaningless moments in time
self indulgent, thoughtless, alone.
shallow is the heart of those who believe that ones race is important to determine ones role in society
I am such a frigging shallow person.
Most people are shallow, I find. We live in superficiality because of our fears. It’s how we protect ourselves. Let’s really save ourselves, though.
She glanced over at a picture of her and Ted as she applied a layer of red paint to her lips. Thinking about everything they’d been through the past three weeks, she wasn’t sure if it was worth another one. Her phone rang. Tony was calling, and he was charming, she thought. She picked up the phone, and began to remove the back of her picture frame.
It was stupid, really, how people could look at her and see nothing but an empty, petty, shallow girl. How they could look down upon her and determine her as good for nothing more than a fuck simply because she had odd, lavender colored eyes and was charming and naturally beautiful. They never cared about her, never got to know her, and never did anything besides peg her as a shallow fool. Even Parvati had been wary at first and had confided in her years later than she hadn’t quite expected her to be as intelligent as she was.
(About Lavender Brown – DAYDverse.)
shallow or hollow, deep or survival, the bliss or contrived, we have a steeple to thrive, both inverted within and without, one is the void, the other is the knife
heart belly you bleed terrain, water misty, steps above, the heaven unassured, yet the hell redeemed, steps thirsty, heart belly of love, we sink or swim, the canyon is beautiful.
I feel so shallow
to the pit of my soul
never growing
always bestowing
my grace upon others
wife, sister, mother
when is it my chance
to dance that one dance
shine and gleam
walk in my own stream
stop feeling hollow
let go of me shallow
Shallow. Writes itself doesn’t it? I’m sure everyone is either going to write about being dumped by someone shallow, or the shallow pool. I’m going to waste my space writing about the shallowness of other shallow writings. Blah, shouldn’t be writing today anyway.
I am a really shallow person, but can you blame me? I know I’m no catch, but why would I want to settle for anything less then perfect. You can think whatever you like of me, but I have no problem admitting that I am a shallow person.