“Oh no.” Deirdra cried as she ran to get grab a sponge. “Mr. Cavalaro, I’m so, so sorry.” The red wine had already darkened his linen suit pants as Deirdra returned. “It’s ok,” he smiled at the comely waitress. “If it were white wine, I’d look like I had an accident, but with red, it just looks like you did.”
used to soak everything from soap and water to sorrow and pain.useful for bathing and comforting people.sponges are best friends really they take in so much!
used to soak everything from soap and water to sorrow and pain.useful for bathing and comforting people.sponges are best friends really they take in so much!
The rough fabric of her dress had rubbed painfully across her back the entire night. Looking at the red spot, her head turned awkwardly to face the mirror, her body turned away, she saw it chafed and raw. Her nails dug into her palms, embedding tiny, white crescent moons. He hadn’t even approached her once during the night. Never again would she dress up for any man.
I was like a sponge at the moment. Everyone’s emotions seemed to be leaking into me, leaving me all filled up with no room for my own. I needed to find a way to ring myself out so I could feel again but everytime I did, more people would come and dip me in water again.
I saw the sponge floating in the water. It looked a little dirty, a little tattered but it was still the same sponge. The same sponge that I loved so dearly. That loved me..
I know I had to save it from its fate.
She never liked bubble bathes.. it is hot and stuffy and bloodpressure goes down and it just doesn’t feel right. Maybe it could be nice, but seriously —- No.
The sponge at the bottom of the sea looked around to see myriad colorful fish darting around and thought how I would love to have fins and be able to swim where I wish and see what I want. Then she noticed a shark nimbly picking her prey out of the school of fish and was happy she was sitting quietly on the bottom unnoticed by the large teeth.
Soft and porous, preferibly yellow like the sun beaming down on the hottest day of August, yellow like the daffodils raising their soft heads timidly in the spring.
I soaked up memory like a sponge. Like the TV show last night that showed that the kitchen sponge is the filthiest thing in your house. My memory is like that, filthy, clogged with rubbish and grease and last night’s spaghetti sauce, becoming ever greasier, ready to take over.
the sponge was heavy with water
it dripped down from where i held it in my hands
but it wasn’t only water
inside the sponge
there were other things
darck things
secrets and daemons
nightmares trapped in my cupped hands
A human should be like a sponge. He must know how to soak his worries and happiness and every such things in every atmosphere. Hence…I think, SPONGE is such a thing which a human must take it as a modal for life.
There was a yellow sponge on top of the kitchen counter. it was yellow, full of dishwashing soap holes and nasty patches of dirt. And then, I saw that spongebob squarepants was on.
Sponge cakes make me sick : random fact
Another random fact: I’m just doing this for sarah. I’m bored shitless and she insisted that I do this again. My last one was bout mara and was rather better. But then again she is better than sarah xD
Like a infant, my brain is like a sponge and captures the vast knowledge hidden in these books. Im growing everyday more in love with life, and history.
“Let the robot do it” said Reginald as he putted his astro-golf ball into the moon rocks. Samantha said, “I tried to program it for the cleaning, but it keeps getting the sponge caught in its gear box. Next time, we promise me we won’t buy robots manufactured in New China.”
I was on my knees attempting to sponge up the puddle on the floor. My efforts were little more than futile. As much as I swiped the sponge over the floor, I could not control the water seeping in from under the door.
cakes are something I don’t usually buy and don’t really know what they taste like. Spongebob is a character off of a Nickleodeon show that has a funny sense of humour and a very dumb friend.
TAMARA! Her and her spoooooooooonge xD hahhahaha
I love mara she is so beautiful! I love her xD she is hilarious! like today when she farted on ash xD hja
Sponges are commonly yellow with holes in them, atleast thats what we think of when someone says sponge. However they come in other colors and shapes, pink, green, blue, they can be wavy or solid rectangles
i can’t write about a sponge because my highlighter is orange and i hate the color orange. all i can think about is how i wish i wasn’t typing, that i was writing, and that my writing utensil wasn’t orange. orange is a hideous color, and i cannot write with orange. not today. not about sponges.
Sponges are super disgusting. Spongebob is a sponge. I never really understood why he was a kitchen sponge living in the ocean, but his parents were…normal sea-dwelling sponges. Strange. I also got really weirded out when my sister was using a sea sponge to paint with and she told me that it used to be alive. Yep.
and you know i try to
hide my imperfections beneath my clothes because
the lighting is too real and i walk
with lowered shoulders weighed down with too much
make up. always made up
but i can’t let you see who i am when i am not
something closer to perfect.
(there is only so much i can keep from you
so much i can stop rushing from these eyes)
Soaked up the ink, it did, and the blood and everything else I could drop onto it. Amazed, I was. It was great. What a wonderful creature this sponge was. I looked around the room, seeking something else to feed it.
Thats what you are; you go to people and soak up their personalities and character flaws and make them you. And you can get away with it because you do them better the anyone else does.
I was always like a sponge, or so he said. Always ready to take the next challenge and lesson and language and learn it so that I would become closer to my God. Where did the sponge girl go?
“Oh no.” Deirdra cried as she ran to get grab a sponge. “Mr. Cavalaro, I’m so, so sorry.” The red wine had already darkened his linen suit pants as Deirdra returned. “It’s ok,” he smiled at the comely waitress. “If it were white wine, I’d look like I had an accident, but with red, it just looks like you did.”
used to soak everything from soap and water to sorrow and pain.useful for bathing and comforting people.sponges are best friends really they take in so much!
used to soak everything from soap and water to sorrow and pain.useful for bathing and comforting people.sponges are best friends really they take in so much!
Soft. Squishy. I used to chew them. I really like them for some reason. I think I associate them with being clean. Steph’s nickname.
The rough fabric of her dress had rubbed painfully across her back the entire night. Looking at the red spot, her head turned awkwardly to face the mirror, her body turned away, she saw it chafed and raw. Her nails dug into her palms, embedding tiny, white crescent moons. He hadn’t even approached her once during the night. Never again would she dress up for any man.
I was like a sponge at the moment. Everyone’s emotions seemed to be leaking into me, leaving me all filled up with no room for my own. I needed to find a way to ring myself out so I could feel again but everytime I did, more people would come and dip me in water again.
I saw the sponge floating in the water. It looked a little dirty, a little tattered but it was still the same sponge. The same sponge that I loved so dearly. That loved me..
I know I had to save it from its fate.
its is the softest thing i can press on
can use it in the pillow
smooth
Ich bin der, der deine Gedanken auslöscht. Schreib was an die Tafel, denn geh ich drüber und weg damit. Schwamm drüber.
She never liked bubble bathes.. it is hot and stuffy and bloodpressure goes down and it just doesn’t feel right. Maybe it could be nice, but seriously —- No.
Soaking it up,
Soaking it all up,
Retaining, explaining…
Wiping clean.
The sponge at the bottom of the sea looked around to see myriad colorful fish darting around and thought how I would love to have fins and be able to swim where I wish and see what I want. Then she noticed a shark nimbly picking her prey out of the school of fish and was happy she was sitting quietly on the bottom unnoticed by the large teeth.
Soft and porous, preferibly yellow like the sun beaming down on the hottest day of August, yellow like the daffodils raising their soft heads timidly in the spring.
He was dry as a sponge, wrung out, stiff. Every fiber shredded and separating.
Absorb to your maximum capacity…
I soaked up memory like a sponge. Like the TV show last night that showed that the kitchen sponge is the filthiest thing in your house. My memory is like that, filthy, clogged with rubbish and grease and last night’s spaghetti sauce, becoming ever greasier, ready to take over.
who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
absorbent and yellow, and porous is he :)
the word just reminds me of spongebob, the dumbest yet cutest cartoon character ever made.
I ate a sponge today.
It was awful, rubbery and foamy.
And whenever I tried to drink something, the sponge would soak it all up.
I died. Of dehydration… Of self-inflicted sponge-based dehydration.
the sponge was heavy with water
it dripped down from where i held it in my hands
but it wasn’t only water
inside the sponge
there were other things
darck things
secrets and daemons
nightmares trapped in my cupped hands
A human should be like a sponge. He must know how to soak his worries and happiness and every such things in every atmosphere. Hence…I think, SPONGE is such a thing which a human must take it as a modal for life.
There was a yellow sponge on top of the kitchen counter. it was yellow, full of dishwashing soap holes and nasty patches of dirt. And then, I saw that spongebob squarepants was on.
I take in all that is received. I have no clue why I keep calling. just to hear him DISAPPOINT?
Sponge cakes make me sick : random fact
Another random fact: I’m just doing this for sarah. I’m bored shitless and she insisted that I do this again. My last one was bout mara and was rather better. But then again she is better than sarah xD
once i saw a sponge that was purple! is sang to me so i took it home! we became good friends, but soon he had to go home.
Like a infant, my brain is like a sponge and captures the vast knowledge hidden in these books. Im growing everyday more in love with life, and history.
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“Let the robot do it” said Reginald as he putted his astro-golf ball into the moon rocks. Samantha said, “I tried to program it for the cleaning, but it keeps getting the sponge caught in its gear box. Next time, we promise me we won’t buy robots manufactured in New China.”
I was on my knees attempting to sponge up the puddle on the floor. My efforts were little more than futile. As much as I swiped the sponge over the floor, I could not control the water seeping in from under the door.
cakes are something I don’t usually buy and don’t really know what they taste like. Spongebob is a character off of a Nickleodeon show that has a funny sense of humour and a very dumb friend.
TAMARA! Her and her spoooooooooonge xD hahhahaha
I love mara she is so beautiful! I love her xD she is hilarious! like today when she farted on ash xD hja
Sponges are commonly yellow with holes in them, atleast thats what we think of when someone says sponge. However they come in other colors and shapes, pink, green, blue, they can be wavy or solid rectangles
i can’t write about a sponge because my highlighter is orange and i hate the color orange. all i can think about is how i wish i wasn’t typing, that i was writing, and that my writing utensil wasn’t orange. orange is a hideous color, and i cannot write with orange. not today. not about sponges.
Sponges are super disgusting. Spongebob is a sponge. I never really understood why he was a kitchen sponge living in the ocean, but his parents were…normal sea-dwelling sponges. Strange. I also got really weirded out when my sister was using a sea sponge to paint with and she told me that it used to be alive. Yep.
and you know i try to
hide my imperfections beneath my clothes because
the lighting is too real and i walk
with lowered shoulders weighed down with too much
make up. always made up
but i can’t let you see who i am when i am not
something closer to perfect.
(there is only so much i can keep from you
so much i can stop rushing from these eyes)
sorry.
in the coral the water soaked up across the fish bones.
Soaked up the ink, it did, and the blood and everything else I could drop onto it. Amazed, I was. It was great. What a wonderful creature this sponge was. I looked around the room, seeking something else to feed it.
“Hey Patrick.”
“Hey Spongebob.”
“Waddya doing there?”
“Reading Kierkegard. Not as fulfilling as Nietzsche, in my esteemed opinion.”
Thats what you are; you go to people and soak up their personalities and character flaws and make them you. And you can get away with it because you do them better the anyone else does.
The sponge feel to the floor as water splatted all over the cabinet. It was a beautiful mistake. The object had made art in an instant.
I was always like a sponge, or so he said. Always ready to take the next challenge and lesson and language and learn it so that I would become closer to my God. Where did the sponge girl go?