Empty mind…
Your soul wonders why onde day all of that desaster happened
Yourself…trying to escape
Felling like an aminal in a stable
The stable is called life
horsies prance all over the fields and eat lots of sweet sweet grass.. switch their little fluffy tails to chase away over-friendly midgets and buggies.. horsetail would be a great name for a debugging program! little horsies after they are done rolling in the sweet sweet grass and eating it, go home to their widdle stable.
a horse stable. in the hills. or stable like mentally or financially. idk what kinda stable they mean. i no im not, nor do i have a, stable.
by sum1 who luvs giovanni galvan perez on 01.01.1970
a horse stable. in the hills. or stable like mentally or financially. idk what kinda stable they mean. i no im not, nor do i have a, stable.
by sum1 who luvs giovanni galvan perez on 01.01.1970
yesterday i found a moment sit in my livingroom, quietly, the back door just slightly open, so i could hear the sounds of life outside. a small brown bird was pulling insistently at a worm, in the waning light of a summer day. some last bit of food for her young, or for herself. the grill, slowly cooling on the porch, reminds me of the chicken we had for dinner, seasoned with pepper, salt, garlic and some other spices which couldn’t be placed. corn, broccoli and macaroni and cheese on the side, with sweetened tea to drink. the trees sway ever so slightly, and the occasional bird calls. further along i can hear the cars passing on the road. a white cat saunters across the yard, just passing through. the dog, sitting next to me quietly ignores it. the smell of coffee wafts in from the kitchen, reminding me of morning, and work yet to be done. these are the things that come and go, nothing is truly stable, but time.
There is no stable in my mind. Everywhere there is an emotion, one trumping the other as if there is an evolution in my mind. Emotions fighting to reign supreme, but the second there is on that claims victory, another tries to take its crown… it relentlessly persues the crown.
Sleeping in the stable I was suddenly awoken by the sound of leaden hooves, I looked up and to my horror there was a scary half man half pig half bear looking at me. Im super serial.
i’m not stable, who’s stable after all? we always change our minds, and that’s not being stable. stable is when you have 1 idea and follows it, you decide to be a doctor, you study and work as a doctor. so you are a stable doctor. you marry with someone and live happy after
I left my horse in the stable to be groomed and fed and made comfortable in his stable box. He likes to be stabled at this stable as they are kind to him and feed him very well. It is a stable environment
This is not me…or it wasn’t.
This is something I’m striving to be…or am I?
Do I want to be stable?
Or do I want to be … interesting.
Maybe some portions of my life should be stable…like money. Money is nice. Happiness is nicer.
I’m glad my emotions are more stable at least, thanks to the wonders of Prozac!
Some people are just not mentally stable. It’s kind of scary. One of my friend’s parents is a doctor for unstable people and I’m constantly telling people, “Go see Joe’s mom”. They’re not always very happy with me. Oh well, It’s just who I am and they need to accept me and my position. Because I am much more stable than they are. But they’re too unstable to realize that. I pity them. But whatever, they’re my friends so I have to accept them.
i’m not. stable… is it where horses live? dunno. too tired to write. what should i wear tomorrow. it’s the last day of MY work week. stable. windows is not.
Stable? Like a horse stable? The ones that smell like hay and horse poo. Some people describe that as a sort of perfume to them, but i think it’s horrible. But I guess if you really liked horses or something.
Or is it like stable, as in not un-stable. Or mentally unstable. As in that lady who killed her 5 kids or whatever…
There are so many ways that we are treated like farm animals as a society. The stable represents our fundamental conformity and cynicism towards others. We will not go outside of this stable and crap gets everywhere.
horse, black stallion, alec ramsey, secretariat, kentucky derby, preakness, blemont states, eddie arcaro, manger, stall, solid, good foundation, foal, co
Stable is something that I wish I were. I feel so totally disorganized, overwhelmed, ugh. What happened to the stability in my life? The warm, comforting hug of stability? I want it back. I need it back.
horses and puppies living together unfortunate and cold
but why
where do these four-legged companions derive their collective pleasure from?
from where, i should say.
should i?
horses and puppies don’t really care about my sentence structure.
especially when they’re cold and unfortunate and cramped all together like this.
I wish that my life were stable right now. I’m starting a grad degree in another art form that will probably end me up as poor as I began. I don’t want to leave my apartment, but I have to because my landlord is an ass and won’t resign my lease. stable? that’s not in my vocabulary right now. at all.
horse calm balanced farm hay stormy weather ice cream milk cows dairy texas college sports football boyfriend eric boys christian mean mom dad church boston new york roommate cautious stab knife books
The kitchen table is wobbling again. It’s so annoying. God, I can’t sit here and eat my cereal in peace. Wobble. Wobble. I wish it were stable. I wish I was too.
Steady and set, ready to finally begin. Scared and clinging to the edge of a massive fire. Inches from a horrible explosion. Simply thrilled to be in this precarious position and ready to embrace the danger that comes with being alive and hoping for a good future.
stable. a word that can mean alot to many, but alot more in a hospital. many people pray for stable, whilst going through a rough time in their life. but stable is what stable does. it gets us through, it keeps us breathing.
or stable means something to do with horses, but who really cares about horses?
Stable. Hmph. I wish i had stable anything. Relationships, cash flow, relationships, jobs, and especially relationships. If i had that, id be set. No more having nothing. No more hard times. But the man upstairs may not have that in store for me. So i just deal man, just deal. What else is there to do? Devine intervention is hard to go against.
Reminds me of a table. Most tables are stable. Hopefully. Unstable tables are no fun at all. When tables are unstable, you have to fold up little pieces of newspaper and stick them under the short leg to even it all out. I wish I was as stable as a good table, but that’s getting personal.
i am stable now and i want you. everything in my life is going totally haywire. i have no job, car, money…but i just want you. you- the over achieving girl of my dreams…
Long. Short. Wooden.
It is where I was born and it is where I will stay. Forever. Jesus is connected to me. The straw and the forest are connected to me.
I am strong. I am here.
A Stable.
I hate to say it, but it smells like you’re stabling horses in this room, young man! Clean it up! That should be away, that should be away… Ugh, look at this dust… It’s a pig sty! Did a bomb go off in here or what? So lazy. You must get this from your father.
Hello, my name is Ilan, I am 34 years old and am married to Lisa and father to Illy. I am a computer programmer working for a firm called Retalix. I like to surf, play basketball and tennis.
Empty mind…
Your soul wonders why onde day all of that desaster happened
Yourself…trying to escape
Felling like an aminal in a stable
The stable is called life
horsies prance all over the fields and eat lots of sweet sweet grass.. switch their little fluffy tails to chase away over-friendly midgets and buggies.. horsetail would be a great name for a debugging program! little horsies after they are done rolling in the sweet sweet grass and eating it, go home to their widdle stable.
a horse stable. in the hills. or stable like mentally or financially. idk what kinda stable they mean. i no im not, nor do i have a, stable.
a horse stable. in the hills. or stable like mentally or financially. idk what kinda stable they mean. i no im not, nor do i have a, stable.
yesterday i found a moment sit in my livingroom, quietly, the back door just slightly open, so i could hear the sounds of life outside. a small brown bird was pulling insistently at a worm, in the waning light of a summer day. some last bit of food for her young, or for herself. the grill, slowly cooling on the porch, reminds me of the chicken we had for dinner, seasoned with pepper, salt, garlic and some other spices which couldn’t be placed. corn, broccoli and macaroni and cheese on the side, with sweetened tea to drink. the trees sway ever so slightly, and the occasional bird calls. further along i can hear the cars passing on the road. a white cat saunters across the yard, just passing through. the dog, sitting next to me quietly ignores it. the smell of coffee wafts in from the kitchen, reminding me of morning, and work yet to be done. these are the things that come and go, nothing is truly stable, but time.
There is no stable in my mind. Everywhere there is an emotion, one trumping the other as if there is an evolution in my mind. Emotions fighting to reign supreme, but the second there is on that claims victory, another tries to take its crown… it relentlessly persues the crown.
Sleeping in the stable I was suddenly awoken by the sound of leaden hooves, I looked up and to my horror there was a scary half man half pig half bear looking at me. Im super serial.
i’m not stable, who’s stable after all? we always change our minds, and that’s not being stable. stable is when you have 1 idea and follows it, you decide to be a doctor, you study and work as a doctor. so you are a stable doctor. you marry with someone and live happy after
I left my horse in the stable to be groomed and fed and made comfortable in his stable box. He likes to be stabled at this stable as they are kind to him and feed him very well. It is a stable environment
This is not me…or it wasn’t.
This is something I’m striving to be…or am I?
Do I want to be stable?
Or do I want to be … interesting.
Maybe some portions of my life should be stable…like money. Money is nice. Happiness is nicer.
I’m glad my emotions are more stable at least, thanks to the wonders of Prozac!
Some people are just not mentally stable. It’s kind of scary. One of my friend’s parents is a doctor for unstable people and I’m constantly telling people, “Go see Joe’s mom”. They’re not always very happy with me. Oh well, It’s just who I am and they need to accept me and my position. Because I am much more stable than they are. But they’re too unstable to realize that. I pity them. But whatever, they’re my friends so I have to accept them.
i’m not. stable… is it where horses live? dunno. too tired to write. what should i wear tomorrow. it’s the last day of MY work week. stable. windows is not.
horse
cart
mane
shergar
still
stopped
Stable?
STABLE?
What the hell is a stable, anyway?
Sorry, my mind is turned off
and there’s water in my ear
and I can’t hear
and-
Oh, wait…
you mean a horse stable, dontcha?
Aaaah I see
But time is running ou-
Horses live in stables,
and as horses live there,
Humans live in houses.
Though Humans have their choice, Horses do not.
Simon decided to wear a purple shirt which had small red buttons.
I have a job now yay! so I guess I’ll be more stable, but it’s on commission though…so maybe not?
Stable? Like a horse stable? The ones that smell like hay and horse poo. Some people describe that as a sort of perfume to them, but i think it’s horrible. But I guess if you really liked horses or something.
Or is it like stable, as in not un-stable. Or mentally unstable. As in that lady who killed her 5 kids or whatever…
There are so many ways that we are treated like farm animals as a society. The stable represents our fundamental conformity and cynicism towards others. We will not go outside of this stable and crap gets everywhere.
horse, black stallion, alec ramsey, secretariat, kentucky derby, preakness, blemont states, eddie arcaro, manger, stall, solid, good foundation, foal, co
Stable is something that I wish I were. I feel so totally disorganized, overwhelmed, ugh. What happened to the stability in my life? The warm, comforting hug of stability? I want it back. I need it back.
I’m a little drunk right now,,, or at least I think I am. I haven’t tried to stand yet… that’s always the deciding factor, how well you can stand.
horses and puppies living together unfortunate and cold
but why
where do these four-legged companions derive their collective pleasure from?
from where, i should say.
should i?
horses and puppies don’t really care about my sentence structure.
especially when they’re cold and unfortunate and cramped all together like this.
I wish that my life were stable right now. I’m starting a grad degree in another art form that will probably end me up as poor as I began. I don’t want to leave my apartment, but I have to because my landlord is an ass and won’t resign my lease. stable? that’s not in my vocabulary right now. at all.
horse calm balanced farm hay stormy weather ice cream milk cows dairy texas college sports football boyfriend eric boys christian mean mom dad church boston new york roommate cautious stab knife books
The kitchen table is wobbling again. It’s so annoying. God, I can’t sit here and eat my cereal in peace. Wobble. Wobble. I wish it were stable. I wish I was too.
Steady and set, ready to finally begin. Scared and clinging to the edge of a massive fire. Inches from a horrible explosion. Simply thrilled to be in this precarious position and ready to embrace the danger that comes with being alive and hoping for a good future.
stable. a word that can mean alot to many, but alot more in a hospital. many people pray for stable, whilst going through a rough time in their life. but stable is what stable does. it gets us through, it keeps us breathing.
or stable means something to do with horses, but who really cares about horses?
im heartless.
Stable. Hmph. I wish i had stable anything. Relationships, cash flow, relationships, jobs, and especially relationships. If i had that, id be set. No more having nothing. No more hard times. But the man upstairs may not have that in store for me. So i just deal man, just deal. What else is there to do? Devine intervention is hard to go against.
Reminds me of a table. Most tables are stable. Hopefully. Unstable tables are no fun at all. When tables are unstable, you have to fold up little pieces of newspaper and stick them under the short leg to even it all out. I wish I was as stable as a good table, but that’s getting personal.
i am stable now and i want you. everything in my life is going totally haywire. i have no job, car, money…but i just want you. you- the over achieving girl of my dreams…
unstable is more like it- unstable suits you much better.
Long. Short. Wooden.
It is where I was born and it is where I will stay. Forever. Jesus is connected to me. The straw and the forest are connected to me.
I am strong. I am here.
A Stable.
stability, stables, horses in stables. stables provide stability. stability is comfort.
there once was a horse.
there was a man.
they both lived in an environment.
unstable.
a horse stable. in the hills. or stable like mentally or financially. idk what kinda stable they mean. i no im not, nor do i have a, stable.
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strong, not flufy, not faget, not cicy
I hate to say it, but it smells like you’re stabling horses in this room, young man! Clean it up! That should be away, that should be away… Ugh, look at this dust… It’s a pig sty! Did a bomb go off in here or what? So lazy. You must get this from your father.
Hello, my name is Ilan, I am 34 years old and am married to Lisa and father to Illy. I am a computer programmer working for a firm called Retalix. I like to surf, play basketball and tennis.
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