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Nothing is simple in this world, especially the things you wish were.
By J. on 12.05.2012
The idea was simple. Break into the castle, take only what the crew needed, and leave as soon as possible. But there were factors we had forgotten to take into account. The princess, for example. She was young, only three years old, but she liked to wander the halls at night. Another aspect we forgot about was the ladders.
By Kristina on 12.05.2012
This should be simple. Just get the ball, throw it through the hoop and that’s it. Robert is standing in front of the hoop, all ready, ball in his hands. This is it. The big moment. The one they’ve all been waiting for. If he gets this one right, his team wins the finals and he will get the great scholarship he always wanted. He shoots. He misses. Game over.
By Moniek on 12.05.2012
One Word, all I need is a little K.I.S.S.-not a complex stream of what seems like a Rubix’ bliss. Not as intricate as the words that follow, or the thoughts preceded; It’s the difference between what’s allowed, and what is needed. Remember: a little K.I.S.S. is what could stop you from running your mouth…
By Charles on 12.05.2012
You would think things would be simple, but they’re not. Not really. You’ve been alive for 20 years, and you can barely stay afloat. It’s getting hard to breath and, I can’t even get my thoughts out. Typing on this keyboard is a pain, and I’m almost out of time, and I’m hungry, and this has nothing to do with the topic anymore; and now I have a run-on, but whatever. I’m tired. I’m tired of pretending, and that just sounds lame, and I hardly know what I’m writing anymore. This word hardly inspired me at all. I think it’s been a minute. I’m not really sure how this site works, but that’s fine. Sometimes I just want to tell people to just shut it and leave me alone. I phrased that wrong. I’m not sure how to phrase it. I’m confused. :) I think I’ll stop writing now.
By Senya20 on 12.05.2012
Well this will be a simple song,
To say what you’ve done.
These are some Shins lyrics
Because the very first thing I think of
When I hear the word “simple”
Is this song.
By Grace on 12.05.2012
Simplicity is a false accusation. Nothing in the word is simple. As the letters L, I and E all stand in this six letter word it strings true that it does indeed lie. How is one thing simple? From creation, to beauty, to humanity, to an idea as small as needing food. How is it ever simple? The intricate tracings of a butterfly’s wing often entrances the eyes of nearby travelers, a wonderful dance of gold and blue and black and silver. How is something so small, delicate, beautiful and mystical simple? How is anything simple? To make it, to mold it, to shape it… nothing is ever simple.
By Sky Carter on 12.05.2012
i wanna crucify you family man
family man with a plan
can we go thrift shopping?
i’m just joking
i hate that song
pure and simple
By mila on 12.05.2012
It was simple things like this, rose petals spread out on their bed, champagne with dinner, that made her love Penelope even more. She hoped that everything would go according to plan, and tonight they would be engaged. Who knows?
By Daisy on 12.05.2012
the flowers I brought for love
were simples for its cure.
By catbeazle on 12.05.2012
easy, plain , ordinary are words that can describe Simple. Some people have simple lives but simple is never exiting. And exiting is never simple but things can be simply amazing.
By phoebe on 12.05.2012
Staring contests with the ceiling,
Conversations with the dark.
They say silence can be healing;
Help me soothe this lonely heart.
By Carly URL on 12.05.2012
Simply put, I think I’m going to die today. There’s nothing to do about it. All I know, is that it’s over. And I love everyone in my life–well. Almost. But the ones I like, I wish I could tell them that it’s over. But I can’t. Because my mouth is shut with cement.
By ADL on 12.05.2012
The way you look at me
With those bright, endearing eyes
You think the world
Will always go your way
Instead taken by surprise
The simplest thing
You tried to do
By anna on 12.05.2012
Simple… A person can call many things in life simple but only someone great can turn something simple and make it complex,lives can be simple but then they’d never be worth wild, and trust me anything worth wild is never going to be SIMPLE….
It was supposed to be simple. Pure. Heaven. Why was it hell? Why was it that she was in love, and yet it still hurt? She couldn’t quite wrap her mind around the intricacies of it all. Why did it hurt?
By Lexi on 12.05.2012
and clean, tasting faintly of salt. he looked down and the sight of sand clinging to his feet and between his toes almost startled him, so coarse and dark by contrast. when he turned his gaze back up, the vast blue expanse of the ocean curved gently away from him and he was reminded abruptly of the globes that history teachers kept on their desks, shiny plastic things that he’d been fascinated with as a child. he liked spinning them and watching the earth whirl away under his eyes, and then stopping it with a single fingertip and imagining that he could teleport to wherever his finger had landed. on this sliver of shoreline, with the salty-sweet wind curling over his cheeks like chilled hands and nothing to stop him from staring past the edge of the earth but the limited abilities of his own eyes, he could be a child again. he could be an ant-sized version of himself clinging to the shiny-smooth side of his history teacher’s plastic globe, calm and somehow very sure that he would not fall, even if a giant should set the world spinning out of control. he laughed and tasted cold and brine, and did not fall.
By miira URL on 12.05.2012
I wish to be more like this word. It brings up images of white walls with elegant drawings pinned against it, leaving holes indented. It brings up a world of white and great and blue and imagery.
By Bella on 12.05.2012
It was supposed to be an simple quest. Get in, rescue the princess. Get out again. But, of course, it was never as simple as it seemed. Said princess turned out to be more than a little psychotic and possibly bent on world destruction — the actual opposition to be fought. Getting her out of the prison constructed to keep her from achieving any of her goals would be disastrous — yet not doing so would mean a war on the scale that hadn’t been seen in centuries.
By terradi on 12.05.2012
simple. complete. universal. loving. accepting. judicious.awesome. unencumbered. plain. serviceable.
By Jennifer Lemming on 12.05.2012
I find it simple to bring myself to the conclusion that life itself will never be simple. I wanted to have so many things. I’ve always had so many dreams and it don’t understand why or how they went away.
By Molly on 12.05.2012
The task seemed so simple, take the life from the head of the council. Kill the leader. Should b3 easy since he took them so often. There shouldn’t be any guilt…but there is…Why is it so difficult for me to do this? He’s evil. He needs to be stopped.
By Alesha on 12.05.2012
life can be simple, but just if you decide to make it so and not give much importance to material things and money, it’s not that things are complicated, we made them be like that
By pam on 12.05.2012
Too simple, she though…too simple. he would see right through the ruse anytime. He had to of known…But still the clock ticked on and no alarm was raised. No cry was given. He had fallen into their trap.
By littlebird on 12.05.2012
simple is everything and nothing at the same time, all things can be either simple or not, it’s about our perspective, i thought love was simple, i think now it’s not… i thought my
All she wanted was something simple. She was just tired of her world! Tired of having to behave, tired of being so polite and so fake! She wanted something simple! Like a flower, or a chocolate box! She wanted true and pure love.
By Pandora on 12.05.2012
i’m just a simple girl, but he made me feel very special, like i can do anything. even the not so simple things.
By lilyberry on 12.05.2012
It’s simple but, I hate it. Quit. Simple? No, not at all. I’m in pain. Hard, complicated pain. This isn’t what I want or is it. Simple doesn’t exist as far as I can tell.
By alysepauline on 12.05.2012
He didn’t ask for much in his life. A bed, a house, food to eat, water to drink, and the occasional cigar would do just fine for him. He convinced himself he was content with simplicity. But beneath his external feelings was a deep passionate desire to drink deeper, to reach higher, to live greater.
By Marcy Marc on 12.05.2012
until he is not a he but
bones and blood and
funny, the effect a corpse has
on the way we speak.
he should have run while he had the chance.
By tiffanylu URL on 12.05.2012
there is no simplicity in the world. there never has been people talk about the good old days of simplicity but that is not true. the first time a human being said I love you and someone didnt say it back all simplicity went away
By misha on 12.05.2012
it was simple, or so she thought. It would simple to just waltz into the room, confidence in hand, and release the words that had been churning inside her for far too long.
She didn’t know why it was so hard. For god’s sake, they had already slept together. /Twice./ And it had been wonderful. She couldn’t figure out what was stopping her now.
By kloperslegend on 12.05.2012
simple like helvetica neue, new shoes from walmart with the laces tied for you,
simple minds and simple times
By E on 12.05.2012
Is it too much to ask? Is it too hard to just have the simple things back? Even if it was just for a day, I’d be okay with that. Simple drinks, simple tasks, simple conversations—days were better when simplicity ruled the world. Complication has weaved its way in and is making everyone feel out of control…
By T on 12.05.2012
It was simple; women just didn’t act that way. It was ‘unseemly’, as the head mistress had put it. It didn’t matter to me, though. I didn’t care about what society said or how other’s would judge me; I just wanted to be myself without anyone telling me not to.
By Neta Shikoba URL on 12.05.2012
Mobius told himself he may have made a mistake. He looked around. “Where were they?” he thought. Then, on the left side of the bridge, he saw them, crossing. He yelled ecstatically “I’m here! I’m here!” They waved back and began running toward him.
By Steven Shafer on 12.05.2012
nothing is ever simple.
not with life.
messing with us
screwing us over
punching us in the face.
makes a difference.
sun and daffodils?
might as well make life
punch you harder
having a little fun
doing what needs to be done
By all4imagination on 12.05.2012
is the way that i live my life. i like my design simple and my clothes simple and my friends simple. i try to keep problems as scarse as possible and i try to keep everything nice and simple. although sometimes it doesn’t work out, i like to try to do my best. it is hard being simple because of modern capitalism. i feel the crave to go out and buy more tha ni need but i dont ever thats a lie i cave sometimes.
By jordan michnoff on 12.05.2012
” ‘Tis a gift to be simple, ’tis a gift to be free…”
“Well, which one is it?”
The choir master stopped conducting and looked at me. I sneered back.
“How can you be simple and free at the same time?”
“Oh, I see.” I sifted my hand out of my red robe and wagged a finger. “You’re getting philosophical. Ignorance is bliss, and bliss is freedom from ills. Correct?”
By Belinda Roddie URL on 12.05.2012
It was all too simple, and as she stood there over the body, she listened. Blood dripped from her dagger and she hoped that was the only sound she was hearing, as being caught here was not an option.
By KateZilla on 12.05.2012
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