I slip along the side of the building, trying to get away from the person chasing me. He has short brown hair and is keeping it under a knit cap. I keep myself pressed along it and almost slip in the process.
Your arm looped through mine, pulling me to you. I avert my eyes. We walk along the pier. Waves throw themselves against the rock, and I can’t help but wonder if I am much of the same.
Where were you when I needed you most? When the sirens wailed, when the lights dimmed, when everything fell to pieces and fell away? Somewhere on a craggy rock, you said, thinking about who you were and why you mattered.
Yes. Everything is about you. I would cast you into the sea but in your infinite glory you would find some way to turn it back around as spitting oil and erupt to the flame.
It seemed to him as if the world was separated into two sides: the good, and the bad. But things were never so simple; in fact, if only it was. Some things just fell into the category of grey. That of the unknown. And the unknown side of things and people was what scared him the most.
this side of me is the side of fries and the side of the coin that i wanna see this side is the side of a bus that sits like a sideass sideways glance at a tree of sideshade sides that you don’t see the side of the side of the side of another side
To be by someone’s side; to have someone to depend on. That’s a luxury of today’s world that’s getting more and more hard to find, as people are just starting to wear masks and be fake. You can never truly trust anyone nowadays.
Side by side, you held me against you, in a way I have never been able to shake, and never want to forget.
In the cold air of every morning, snow piled high outside, sometimes bright blue sky overhead, sometimes gray clouds blotting out all the reasons we should be out there but instead choose to be in here…next to each other.
We lived and loved so much that season. I know I will love and cherish and miss it, all the rest of my life.
Sometimes people have two sides of their life. We tend to choose the good side to the public because we are afraid to be judged, but some are comfortable enough to show their real side, being judged or not, they become comfortable with who they are, whether pleasing or not pleasing the public.
you were by my side, now you have left. It’s such a strange thing when you think people will be by your side forever, then in one day things could be totally destroyed. I miss you by my side, kissing, cuddling, laughing at each other. I miss you more and more every day, I hate what has happened to us, i wish things would be okay and you were by my side again. That isn’t going to happen though.
She glanced to either side before slowing slipping the book in her bag. Under normal circumstances, there would have been no need for such desperation, but with the loss of her job, her options were few. If she didn’t obtain a copy of the text somehow, she was certainly going to fail her class. Unfortunately, the security guard behind her didn’t seem to share the same sense of urgency.
Side by side they sat, on the bench in the park, not looking at each other, staring into the void in front of them, eyes empty, only the fingers managed to maneuvre into accidental collision…
I was sure that I had enter the office from the right side, however I was altered to the fact that I had not only entered the wrong door, but that I had went into the wrong building.
while going through the side entrance, I saw a purse on the ground and it look like the same one that I had brought for my brother. I wasted no time in calling my sister to find out if she had seee or heard from him.
i already wrote about his word, my side of the room is more comfortable than. I saw him by my side and all my pain died down, it was intense and beautiful.
i like my right side, in hindi right side and left side are called by confusing names but i never got confused. No matter what happens one’s family is always by one’s side. So what your side on the issue of crack down on social networking website.
There was no side she was on. She was always in the middle, drifting between two opposing ideas. But one day she was no longer allowed to drift and needed to pick a side. She refused to do so and the wall between the two fell down and onto her.
Whose dies, which plane? Seeking and understanding shines light on one side of the moon but darkness still exists on the other side – we see through a glass darkly.
the side her face was beautiful.. FOr that was all i could see. her nose was perfectly saped. Her chin was chiseled and defined by the gods themselves.. I miss her. but i will never see her again..
To everything…there is a SIDE!
By my side…inside…outside….top side….front side….back side….side step…side winder….half side…side lines…double sided….on the side…your side…my side…..
OUR SIDE!!! to DE-CIDE!
Move along to the side then. No one’s telling you to stand right in the middle. See the city lights over there? Those are off, off from the center. Not in the middle. No one’s telling you to be there. Not when it’s unnecessary.
we have sides like mcdonalds sides and there are like sides with Ls in them like slides but they’re not really sides they’re slides. then we have the sides on the right side or the wrong side, left side or the wrong side. random shit. this side up, don’t turn it upSIDE down, etc. side is a funny word. I just wish we could do more with it cause it’s a fun word.
I like to sleep on my side. I don’t know what that means exactly but that is my favourite way to sleep. i think often its called fetal position. I’m not sure really. I often wonder about little things that mean more like the way you sleep
there are two sides to every coin! we never know which side is right..! different ppl have different perceptipons about what is right and wrong.. so for one.. the right side may be the wrong one for me
its all complicated
Side by side we walk in the augmented aspects of draught ridden world.
We take sides in arguments that make no sense in a near future
Sides never remain only you and your will does
okies..it means we get one word in a day?
didn’t know this SIDE of the site…it restricts the writing juices of mine,which want to create ceaselessly…cause I have a sucker of a writer in me,who wants to crate!!!
i did write about side earlier,though i hadnt registered with the site then. so i am on the site’s side for sure,cause would love to frequent it in days to come.
:))))
to the side of me. by your side. I wish I was still by your side. Maybe the inside of me needs to be at your side. Beside, bedside, big strides, side by side. Slide over and make room for me.
Rain beat down on the muddy field. A tractor lay on its side, the only feature in a barren landscape. Rust gnawed at the yellow paint, causing it to curl away from the metal like two positively charged magnets.
The tractor remembered with a fondness the days when golden wheat filled the pasture and its skills had been of assistance to the farmer.
Now it lay quietly abandoned, toppled on its side, and remembered.
whose side are we on?
one answer no human can comprehend in one life time.
life is full of challenges,and we are mere onlookers who are either thrown into a situation or create one…and then taking sides is a tough call indeed!!!
The side is a big one. It was a beautiful side. It was long, different and people adored it. It was the side that everyone wanted to go. Then we all disapeared because that side changed. Why did it change? Someone got murdered. That side was not the same anymore. It was living hell and unbelievable.
I slip along the side of the building, trying to get away from the person chasing me. He has short brown hair and is keeping it under a knit cap. I keep myself pressed along it and almost slip in the process.
two children on the road walk side by side. both of them were very cute.
Your arm looped through mine, pulling me to you. I avert my eyes. We walk along the pier. Waves throw themselves against the rock, and I can’t help but wonder if I am much of the same.
Where were you when I needed you most? When the sirens wailed, when the lights dimmed, when everything fell to pieces and fell away? Somewhere on a craggy rock, you said, thinking about who you were and why you mattered.
Yes. Everything is about you. I would cast you into the sea but in your infinite glory you would find some way to turn it back around as spitting oil and erupt to the flame.
It seemed to him as if the world was separated into two sides: the good, and the bad. But things were never so simple; in fact, if only it was. Some things just fell into the category of grey. That of the unknown. And the unknown side of things and people was what scared him the most.
Her hips swayed from side to side in time to the upbeat tune.
A thrust here
A turn there
A twist,
a step…
Her perspiration poured down her face, but she relished it.
this side of me is the side of fries and the side of the coin that i wanna see this side is the side of a bus that sits like a sideass sideways glance at a tree of sideshade sides that you don’t see the side of the side of the side of another side
only one, nobody told me which one, i suppose it didn’t matter.. there was only one
that side was right.. but it wasn’t that right…
take my side.
To be by someone’s side; to have someone to depend on. That’s a luxury of today’s world that’s getting more and more hard to find, as people are just starting to wear masks and be fake. You can never truly trust anyone nowadays.
Side by side, you held me against you, in a way I have never been able to shake, and never want to forget.
In the cold air of every morning, snow piled high outside, sometimes bright blue sky overhead, sometimes gray clouds blotting out all the reasons we should be out there but instead choose to be in here…next to each other.
We lived and loved so much that season. I know I will love and cherish and miss it, all the rest of my life.
(side)
Sometimes people have two sides of their life. We tend to choose the good side to the public because we are afraid to be judged, but some are comfortable enough to show their real side, being judged or not, they become comfortable with who they are, whether pleasing or not pleasing the public.
you were by my side, now you have left. It’s such a strange thing when you think people will be by your side forever, then in one day things could be totally destroyed. I miss you by my side, kissing, cuddling, laughing at each other. I miss you more and more every day, I hate what has happened to us, i wish things would be okay and you were by my side again. That isn’t going to happen though.
She glanced to either side before slowing slipping the book in her bag. Under normal circumstances, there would have been no need for such desperation, but with the loss of her job, her options were few. If she didn’t obtain a copy of the text somehow, she was certainly going to fail her class. Unfortunately, the security guard behind her didn’t seem to share the same sense of urgency.
The dark side of the moon- the source of million and one conspiracy theories.
Side by side they sat, on the bench in the park, not looking at each other, staring into the void in front of them, eyes empty, only the fingers managed to maneuvre into accidental collision…
I was sure that I had enter the office from the right side, however I was altered to the fact that I had not only entered the wrong door, but that I had went into the wrong building.
while going through the side entrance, I saw a purse on the ground and it look like the same one that I had brought for my brother. I wasted no time in calling my sister to find out if she had seee or heard from him.
i was walking on the road when i saw a girl walking by my side, suddenly something goes in my mind.
i already wrote about his word, my side of the room is more comfortable than. I saw him by my side and all my pain died down, it was intense and beautiful.
i like my right side, in hindi right side and left side are called by confusing names but i never got confused. No matter what happens one’s family is always by one’s side. So what your side on the issue of crack down on social networking website.
There was no side she was on. She was always in the middle, drifting between two opposing ideas. But one day she was no longer allowed to drift and needed to pick a side. She refused to do so and the wall between the two fell down and onto her.
Whose dies, which plane? Seeking and understanding shines light on one side of the moon but darkness still exists on the other side – we see through a glass darkly.
the side her face was beautiful.. FOr that was all i could see. her nose was perfectly saped. Her chin was chiseled and defined by the gods themselves.. I miss her. but i will never see her again..
To everything…there is a SIDE!
By my side…inside…outside….top side….front side….back side….side step…side winder….half side…side lines…double sided….on the side…your side…my side…..
OUR SIDE!!! to DE-CIDE!
Move along to the side then. No one’s telling you to stand right in the middle. See the city lights over there? Those are off, off from the center. Not in the middle. No one’s telling you to be there. Not when it’s unnecessary.
side…sideways …on the side…..sideswipe……sidewinder
I prefer someone to come at me straight on…rather than sneak in at me from the side.
we have sides like mcdonalds sides and there are like sides with Ls in them like slides but they’re not really sides they’re slides. then we have the sides on the right side or the wrong side, left side or the wrong side. random shit. this side up, don’t turn it upSIDE down, etc. side is a funny word. I just wish we could do more with it cause it’s a fun word.
I’ll be right next to your side.
I won’t ever leave you behind.
I promise.
I’ll be right next to your side.
Forever.
I like to sleep on my side. I don’t know what that means exactly but that is my favourite way to sleep. i think often its called fetal position. I’m not sure really. I often wonder about little things that mean more like the way you sleep
side is side…i mean may b left or right… bt personally
i never want to be sidelined
Side…???
It’s a difficult word to write…..like you don’t know what can b written with a word . It means way, space…… n what?????? Funny, isn’t it ??
there are two sides to every coin! we never know which side is right..! different ppl have different perceptipons about what is right and wrong.. so for one.. the right side may be the wrong one for me
its all complicated
Side by side we walk in the augmented aspects of draught ridden world.
We take sides in arguments that make no sense in a near future
Sides never remain only you and your will does
okies..it means we get one word in a day?
didn’t know this SIDE of the site…it restricts the writing juices of mine,which want to create ceaselessly…cause I have a sucker of a writer in me,who wants to crate!!!
i did write about side earlier,though i hadnt registered with the site then. so i am on the site’s side for sure,cause would love to frequent it in days to come.
:))))
to the side of me. by your side. I wish I was still by your side. Maybe the inside of me needs to be at your side. Beside, bedside, big strides, side by side. Slide over and make room for me.
Rain beat down on the muddy field. A tractor lay on its side, the only feature in a barren landscape. Rust gnawed at the yellow paint, causing it to curl away from the metal like two positively charged magnets.
The tractor remembered with a fondness the days when golden wheat filled the pasture and its skills had been of assistance to the farmer.
Now it lay quietly abandoned, toppled on its side, and remembered.
whose side are we on?
one answer no human can comprehend in one life time.
life is full of challenges,and we are mere onlookers who are either thrown into a situation or create one…and then taking sides is a tough call indeed!!!
no matter what side you take in the up coming elections, the choice is baffling. We the people have no choice!
The side is a big one. It was a beautiful side. It was long, different and people adored it. It was the side that everyone wanted to go. Then we all disapeared because that side changed. Why did it change? Someone got murdered. That side was not the same anymore. It was living hell and unbelievable.