I don’t understand why people collect stamps. Stamps are for mailing things, not collecting. Why would you collect something that is so useful? Could we ever run out of stamps and cause inflation? Or can we have too many?
She walked down the cobblestone road, the heavy wind chilling those who braved it. People stared as she walked past; her body being covered in stamps. Hundreds and hundreds of stamps. She was so determined to visit her love, and there was no way in hell she was going to pay the price for an airplane ticket.
Those OFII stamps. I have to get them in a few weeks, when I go pick up my residence permit. Then I will be able to travel around Europe. Stamps open the gate to the world, 340 Euros worth of these tiny, teethed pieces of paper. It’s as if cash isn’t enough for France.
He stamps and shouts and postures, asserts and denies and has Europe’s most outrageous hair transplant. Silvio Berlusconi is definitely more interesting than Barack Obama.
they are used to mail letters. also religious in my spanish class. They can also be very fun, and you can stamp papers and such. Stamps can show lots os personality and stuff. Stamps have ink. They can be messy. The ink can get all over you.
A special fluorescent ink was used for the Society’s identification stamp. It glittered prettily when reflecting light, but what reasoned it’s use was the high light absorption. Holding the incandescent letter in the darkroom, she knew that the privacy seal had been broken.
One stamp worth a thousand words. One stamp worth 40 cents. One stamp worth being seen. One stamp worth sticking.
Found on a letter, sent to your door. Found on an envelope, bought a store. Found on an old letter, crumbled up in a drawer. Found in your memory, there to adore.
[I know I already wrote about stamps, but I’d like to do it again XD]
Somewhere around this world, there is so many people in need on a simple stamp. They have their letter written but in unable to send them because stamps cost WAY to much money. Maybe this is a small letter written by a small child for their mother/father who is fighting for our country! But too bad they can’t send it! Jeeze, stamps, come back to your low cost so we can send letters easily!?
there are stamps in the drawer next to the letter i wrote you. it’s over three pages long. all our memories. all the things you’ll never hear me say. all the thoughts i have when i’m lonely and can’t sleep and can only think of you. everything that keeps me from crying until i write at the end, “i’ll always love you…don’t forget”
but i’ll never put the stamp on.
The little girl counted her stamp collection.
Every stamp represented a secret admirer, his secrets of love embedded in his letters.
She was a princess, and unrequited love was her dealing.
She cut out each stamp and placed them on her mantle, lining her trophies one by one.
what i need to go get so that i can send my letters to gary.
to much money
queen elizabeth
random
what i use daily at work
good job
teachers
stickers
tongue
lick
nasty
sweet
On the ground, and surrounding us completely the marches and stamps of soldiers. We knew this night would come, the night of the invasion, the night we would fall to the empire of rise up in victory. The land would be bathed in the blood of the dead tonight.
A few weeks ago, I admired the stamp that was pressed onto the right corner of the envelope. The letter was perfect, and I couldn’t wait to send it to my father. Times were tough without him at the house. We missed him a lot! I wished he never made that stupid decision to go into the Army.
And then we got the phone call from the army hospital. With horrible news, my mother and my three sisters now sit on my couch for the next day in a half, sobbing. That was when my life changed completely.
A stamp can go all the places you wish you could, but they can do it for forty cents. I am envious of the stamp. So easily maneuvered in the world. Unlike myself, who stumbles and falls, and can’t figure out which direction I want to go. Unless it is somewhere that the stamp can go so easily.
Stamps are pasted over the eyes of the dead so as to make sure they never open their eyes again. Stamps are also pasted on letters. I guess stamps are just small thin things pasted on things to change them. I stamp your hand to go into the club. It lets you back into the club
The local postmistress always was wounded in some manner and we never knew the how and the why. She just appeared behind her high desk surrounded by signs prohibiting all manner of things: smoking, duct tape, pennies, twine and loitering, to name a few, wearing a neck brace or an arm in a sling or a bandaged finger, trying desperately to shake her head at the poorly-lined up nincompoops who wanted merely a stamp.
I wish I had more of them, stamps. That way, I could write to my family and let them know how much I miss them and think of them. I could send them pictures and fun little puzzles to Amara to keep her thinking and remembering me. It could be my way of still being able to be her big sister and teach her. But there are so little stamps…
This is a great word… stamps! I love to lick and put a stamp onto a letter. The Christmas ones are the best. It is the final step in writing a message to a friend, or sending a bill to a collector. I save my pretty stamps for my friends!
some people collect stamps. stamps are nice, they get things where they’re trying to go… some people are like stamps, stamps are a neat thing. neat neat neat. I like stamps.
Useful for sending letters, but let’s talk about stamping. Because that’s what we do. We put our stamp on things, make them our own. And then when in years to come people will look at them and wonder about who did it, who made this, who thought so much that they had to make something special.
talking to my far-away family, keeps us connected and makes people feel loved. But oh the shame when an envelope is so heavy that it requires multiple stamps. It brings my spirits down and makes me feel quilty. Couldn’t I have sent something less heavy, less expensive.
I counted the stamps on the envelope. I wanted to make sure there are enough to get to you, to reach you. You’re so far away and I wanted to tell my plans for the future. I didn’t know you’d change your mind before it had time to get there.
the ability to mail letters hand-written. Things given for approval. How did they get the authority to approve anything? I believe we are our own stamp to life. When you meet me we agree and I leave my imprint on you that you matter to me. I am better and happier for it and so are you…
They are the key to communicaion, a loved ones feelings, official documents and also mini works of art. They symbolise the kindgom and its unity, the together when they are not together.
Stamp glue is the best thing for paper cuts
especially on the tongue – Sam would put on the gloves
and with a morning edition, new scissors and washed tweasers
start scanning for the right letters, like an astromoner looking for a plaque
then clipping squares, like a boxer retiring out of a tendence to procrastinate
then teasing out the words, like a teacher holding a dictionary up with pages missing
each note carefully crafted, sealed, addressed, and stamped with stamp glue and tongue blood
then post it and wait – for it to arrive back at his doorstep, to threaten himself into becoming anything
like an astromoner, boxer or teacher
It’s kind of hard not to think about the way letters just seem to form themselves. I sit down to write to you twice a month, once every two weeks, on the weekends, and they start on Saturdays, those letter. Except the one for your birthday, because that was a week and a half letter. I send all the others on Wednesdays. And I sent you an elephant couple for your birthday, done in black ink, because I didn’t have pencil. But I think you liked it. (You told me it’s on your wall anyway.)
stamps. we can have time stamps-when things need to be done. stamps for mail. stamps for paperwork; like just faxed. or we can have events and emotions “stamped” into our psyche. that is the kind of stamps that make the most sense.
On my heart there is a mark, left by you. Marking “your” territory, more or less. Stamped. I don’t mind at all, as long as it’s you who stamps me ^_^ <3 :3 lol ;)
I love stamps. I think stamp collecting is a lost art. But, email, social networking and all that have made the regular postal service all but extinct in some regards. But there is a nice feeling to receive a letter or package littered with stamps on the top of it. Also, rubber-stamping documents is overrated.
buying stamps sucks. it seems like you never have stamps when you need them, then you go to buy them, and wherever you go, they are out of stamps. when i was a teenager, my male friends used to press their bare asses against your face as you slept; this was referred to as “stamping”.
Stamps? Really. Ok….before my grandfather passed away he gave me a whole ziplock bag full of stamps from Malta. They are a nice little reminder of him. However, somewhat useless. I’m not sure that anyone still collects stamps these days. Maybe SPOONS, but definately not stamps. They are expensive at times….
some people collect stamps. hundreds of them. it’s a way to travel wiithout leaving your mom’s basement, i’m told. can’t see the point., myself. it seems like that little bit of sticky paper would only make me want to move as far and as fast as possible, not give me the impression that i already did…
To get a letter in the mail means more than an email. The physical act of knowing that someone cared so much to send an actual card with their own writing is beautiful. wonderful.
I don’t understand why people collect stamps. Stamps are for mailing things, not collecting. Why would you collect something that is so useful? Could we ever run out of stamps and cause inflation? Or can we have too many?
She walked down the cobblestone road, the heavy wind chilling those who braved it. People stared as she walked past; her body being covered in stamps. Hundreds and hundreds of stamps. She was so determined to visit her love, and there was no way in hell she was going to pay the price for an airplane ticket.
Those OFII stamps. I have to get them in a few weeks, when I go pick up my residence permit. Then I will be able to travel around Europe. Stamps open the gate to the world, 340 Euros worth of these tiny, teethed pieces of paper. It’s as if cash isn’t enough for France.
He stamps and shouts and postures, asserts and denies and has Europe’s most outrageous hair transplant. Silvio Berlusconi is definitely more interesting than Barack Obama.
they are used to mail letters. also religious in my spanish class. They can also be very fun, and you can stamp papers and such. Stamps can show lots os personality and stuff. Stamps have ink. They can be messy. The ink can get all over you.
A special fluorescent ink was used for the Society’s identification stamp. It glittered prettily when reflecting light, but what reasoned it’s use was the high light absorption. Holding the incandescent letter in the darkroom, she knew that the privacy seal had been broken.
One stamp worth a thousand words. One stamp worth 40 cents. One stamp worth being seen. One stamp worth sticking.
Found on a letter, sent to your door. Found on an envelope, bought a store. Found on an old letter, crumbled up in a drawer. Found in your memory, there to adore.
[I know I already wrote about stamps, but I’d like to do it again XD]
Somewhere around this world, there is so many people in need on a simple stamp. They have their letter written but in unable to send them because stamps cost WAY to much money. Maybe this is a small letter written by a small child for their mother/father who is fighting for our country! But too bad they can’t send it! Jeeze, stamps, come back to your low cost so we can send letters easily!?
My mom has about 200,000 stamps. She’s obsessed. She’s so talented. The entire room is filled with stamps..it’s insane actually.
one stamp is the key to delivering your thoughts to anyone you choose….. one stamp can go any where you want it to go for only 40 cents….. stamps can
stamps to mail letters stamps for a concert stamps of the marching band stamps collected over time for a hobby
there are stamps in the drawer next to the letter i wrote you. it’s over three pages long. all our memories. all the things you’ll never hear me say. all the thoughts i have when i’m lonely and can’t sleep and can only think of you. everything that keeps me from crying until i write at the end, “i’ll always love you…don’t forget”
but i’ll never put the stamp on.
The little girl counted her stamp collection.
Every stamp represented a secret admirer, his secrets of love embedded in his letters.
She was a princess, and unrequited love was her dealing.
She cut out each stamp and placed them on her mantle, lining her trophies one by one.
what i need to go get so that i can send my letters to gary.
to much money
queen elizabeth
random
what i use daily at work
good job
teachers
stickers
tongue
lick
nasty
sweet
On the ground, and surrounding us completely the marches and stamps of soldiers. We knew this night would come, the night of the invasion, the night we would fall to the empire of rise up in victory. The land would be bathed in the blood of the dead tonight.
A few weeks ago, I admired the stamp that was pressed onto the right corner of the envelope. The letter was perfect, and I couldn’t wait to send it to my father. Times were tough without him at the house. We missed him a lot! I wished he never made that stupid decision to go into the Army.
And then we got the phone call from the army hospital. With horrible news, my mother and my three sisters now sit on my couch for the next day in a half, sobbing. That was when my life changed completely.
stamps help send you the thoughts ive so long kept quiet
that i miss you
please come back
im sorry
the letters make it easier to tell you i love you.
I stamped my foot in indignation. “Now I KNOW you’re lying! We’ve never met! How could I have forbad you to tell me anything?”
“We’ve never OFFICIALLY met,” he corrected me.
“Why not?”
“Because you didn’t believe in me. Doesn’t exactly give a fellow much encouragement, now, does it?”
A stamp can go all the places you wish you could, but they can do it for forty cents. I am envious of the stamp. So easily maneuvered in the world. Unlike myself, who stumbles and falls, and can’t figure out which direction I want to go. Unless it is somewhere that the stamp can go so easily.
Stamps are pasted over the eyes of the dead so as to make sure they never open their eyes again. Stamps are also pasted on letters. I guess stamps are just small thin things pasted on things to change them. I stamp your hand to go into the club. It lets you back into the club
The local postmistress always was wounded in some manner and we never knew the how and the why. She just appeared behind her high desk surrounded by signs prohibiting all manner of things: smoking, duct tape, pennies, twine and loitering, to name a few, wearing a neck brace or an arm in a sling or a bandaged finger, trying desperately to shake her head at the poorly-lined up nincompoops who wanted merely a stamp.
I wish I had more of them, stamps. That way, I could write to my family and let them know how much I miss them and think of them. I could send them pictures and fun little puzzles to Amara to keep her thinking and remembering me. It could be my way of still being able to be her big sister and teach her. But there are so little stamps…
This is a great word… stamps! I love to lick and put a stamp onto a letter. The Christmas ones are the best. It is the final step in writing a message to a friend, or sending a bill to a collector. I save my pretty stamps for my friends!
some people collect stamps. stamps are nice, they get things where they’re trying to go… some people are like stamps, stamps are a neat thing. neat neat neat. I like stamps.
Useful for sending letters, but let’s talk about stamping. Because that’s what we do. We put our stamp on things, make them our own. And then when in years to come people will look at them and wonder about who did it, who made this, who thought so much that they had to make something special.
talking to my far-away family, keeps us connected and makes people feel loved. But oh the shame when an envelope is so heavy that it requires multiple stamps. It brings my spirits down and makes me feel quilty. Couldn’t I have sent something less heavy, less expensive.
I counted the stamps on the envelope. I wanted to make sure there are enough to get to you, to reach you. You’re so far away and I wanted to tell my plans for the future. I didn’t know you’d change your mind before it had time to get there.
the ability to mail letters hand-written. Things given for approval. How did they get the authority to approve anything? I believe we are our own stamp to life. When you meet me we agree and I leave my imprint on you that you matter to me. I am better and happier for it and so are you…
They are the key to communicaion, a loved ones feelings, official documents and also mini works of art. They symbolise the kindgom and its unity, the together when they are not together.
Stamp glue is the best thing for paper cuts
especially on the tongue – Sam would put on the gloves
and with a morning edition, new scissors and washed tweasers
start scanning for the right letters, like an astromoner looking for a plaque
then clipping squares, like a boxer retiring out of a tendence to procrastinate
then teasing out the words, like a teacher holding a dictionary up with pages missing
each note carefully crafted, sealed, addressed, and stamped with stamp glue and tongue blood
then post it and wait – for it to arrive back at his doorstep, to threaten himself into becoming anything
like an astromoner, boxer or teacher
It’s kind of hard not to think about the way letters just seem to form themselves. I sit down to write to you twice a month, once every two weeks, on the weekends, and they start on Saturdays, those letter. Except the one for your birthday, because that was a week and a half letter. I send all the others on Wednesdays. And I sent you an elephant couple for your birthday, done in black ink, because I didn’t have pencil. But I think you liked it. (You told me it’s on your wall anyway.)
stamps. we can have time stamps-when things need to be done. stamps for mail. stamps for paperwork; like just faxed. or we can have events and emotions “stamped” into our psyche. that is the kind of stamps that make the most sense.
On my heart there is a mark, left by you. Marking “your” territory, more or less. Stamped. I don’t mind at all, as long as it’s you who stamps me ^_^ <3 :3 lol ;)
I love stamps. I think stamp collecting is a lost art. But, email, social networking and all that have made the regular postal service all but extinct in some regards. But there is a nice feeling to receive a letter or package littered with stamps on the top of it. Also, rubber-stamping documents is overrated.
buying stamps sucks. it seems like you never have stamps when you need them, then you go to buy them, and wherever you go, they are out of stamps. when i was a teenager, my male friends used to press their bare asses against your face as you slept; this was referred to as “stamping”.
Stamps? Really. Ok….before my grandfather passed away he gave me a whole ziplock bag full of stamps from Malta. They are a nice little reminder of him. However, somewhat useless. I’m not sure that anyone still collects stamps these days. Maybe SPOONS, but definately not stamps. They are expensive at times….
some people collect stamps. hundreds of them. it’s a way to travel wiithout leaving your mom’s basement, i’m told. can’t see the point., myself. it seems like that little bit of sticky paper would only make me want to move as far and as fast as possible, not give me the impression that i already did…
To get a letter in the mail means more than an email. The physical act of knowing that someone cared so much to send an actual card with their own writing is beautiful. wonderful.
the stamps were coiled up in the drawer. one roll after another lined up perfect and straight.
Our feet create watered down stamps on these cool, damp streets. We will feel a new, refreshing spell overcome us tonight.