so i think i was just surprised, really, when i walked into the room. it had been years since i saw him, and i don’t remember what he looked like before but i knew what he looked like then and that was odd, examining the years on his face. could he love me back?
startled really easilt i jump ate venthing and i remember joy and pual for some reason i just have really big ideas and dreams and music flowing i n my brain backspace adnciifahfbgvi wisht hetere was a sign for this aso you can fguure out wiwhcih way to go….has it been a minute yet?
When I entered the room, I saw them together. I didn’t believe it. I always thought he loved me. At least that’s what he always told me. He always joked around saying she was ugly, manish, and fat. Never in a thousand years would I have believed otherwise. I loved him, and I thought he love me too.
walk doen the street and someone jumps out at you. tou jump out of your skin as the man apologizes for startling you. after you go home, you see a few days later that the same man was arrested for stabbing someone in the back a block from where he apologized to you…
I startled as I watched him walking past. His face was as pale as ever but his eyes filled with amazement. “What have I done?” I asked myself. He turned towards me…
I pummeled her. I snuck out to a bar, somehow played wingman with a guy I never met… and ended up meeting a girl who was not only beautiful, funny and intelligent; I was completely startled by the fact that I was able to actually, successfully get a hot girl.
i was walking through the door when you cam along rying to keep me on my toes, and I was trying to keep within my socks, I don’t believe in the way you tried to catch me off gaurd, tried to trap me within the confines of the walls you placed me in. yes, I was startled. No, I wouldn’t do it again. yes, you had me cornered. No, i don’t don’t appreciate it. all we need is a surprising storm and an unused umbrella.
I am startled because I ate chocolate cookies in a jar which I stole from the top of the refridgerator and my mom walked in and gasped and said “billy! Why did you take that cookie jar?!” I said, “because I am hungry and I dont want to wait for dinner, I want to eat my cookies first!” She shook her head disappointedly, and said that I was a naughty boy and needed to get a good
She was startled. She looked up, walked over to her door, and there he was. She couldn’t think of what to say, blathering about the weather and her migraine. She really hates migraines. Sometimes she wishes she could simply stick a bullet in her head and make them go away. But she can’t. It’s really not fair. And of course, her one solace becomes complex and moody.Of course. Life is unfair. What else is new?
I was startled today when the dog leaped out of my arms and tried to land on the grooming table. As this happened, the breeder reached out and snapped off her faux fingernail. It was gross. It bled. The nail was on the ground. I felt bad, though. Technically it was not my fault, but I still feel guilty about it. I apologized profusely: inperson and in text.
I’m gonna break my rusty cage. I just wrote that because that’s the song I’m listening to right now and I can’t think of anything else and now I’m thinking about how I’m running out of time and wasting it on puncuation. Damn I spelt that wrong and I didn’t spell spelt right either.
People get startled all the time: loud noises, unexpected appearances and the like. I don’t like to be startled, my heart starts racing and I can’t think straight.
The last thing to startle me was my boyfriend knocking really loud on my door. I thought it was the police coming to bust me for enjoying certain cigs.
afraid, caught off guard and surprised. Not knowing what is expected you jump, frighten easily. You realize there’s no reason to be afraid, that’s silly, it’s just me!
There he was contemplating his navel! What more can a man do but gaze at such a wondermont! How could that fuzz crawl? He was amazed by the sun reflecting
when startled, the viper will strike with lightning fast accuracy, imposing a force of deadly venom into the victim. because it has no rattle, this usually comes as a suprise.
Angry voices startled me awake…but I didn’t recognize them. And they weren’t only angry, but terrified as well. I slowly rose out of bed and quietly got to my feet, tiptoeing to the window to see what the commotion was.
I was very scared when the monster jumped out at me… you could say I was quite startled to say the least. I tried to run away as quickly as I could but tripped multiple times in my horror. Although I was scared out of my pants I ended up giving up and succumbing to the monster’s madness.
I was walking through my house and my roommate popped out nad startled me. It’s different than being scared. Being scared involves fear. Being startled is more of a reflex in my mind. What do you think? Hoe long am I supposed to write?
startled, i always picture running in the woods and hearing a creature such as a deer, usually nothing, but we still are fearful nonetheless. how many times have we actually encountered something we are legitimately frightened of when we are jogging or hiking? honestly, why are we so afraid?
startled is the feeling when things are way better than you would imagine…
Always comes with a smile… always…
That’s how i felt when i saw him for the first time… that’s how i felt when we kiss in the star-full night…
she heard the noise and looked up, blinking. a bird took flight. nothing was there, she couldn’t even identify the sound–it had been so brief, more of a sudden notice than an identifier of anything. she settled back into reading, oblivious to the change.
love snuck up on me. I dumped you one day and then 2 months later I was completely in love with you. I was startled by my desire to share and learn and be held. Everything in life that carries currency is startling. The surprise of unexpected death, the sneaky methods of love. Growth is sparked by the unexpected, startling, painfully real, completely uncontrollable experiences. We grow when the spirit that we don’t know shoves us along some path. We feel started and yet some how completely destined.
I startle daily. Startled by the ease with which I mosey through the day unaffected by life, dependency, beauty, truth. It’s as if I have blinders on–precisely the things horses use to keep from startling themselves.
and im so shocked and terrified and why did i do that and why did you react like that. my life is falling to pieces and i cant control it. im sorry im sorry. i love you to bits and it just kills me. please say yes, please make tomorrow amazing. startle me.
Oh my! How startled I was to find a disgusting monter in my kitchen, eating up all my food. “You dick!” I screamed. “Why are you eating my food? Groceries are expensive these days.” He burped and replied, “Yeah, well, I think you are stupid.” I could not take this so I picked up the nearest object I could find, which was a hot iron.
I was startled. It came to me suddenly. This thought, this, inspiration. I could actually save the world! An incredible feeling swept my body. I never thought anyone would actually be able to do this but I really could!
I was so startled to see the mouse that I jumped up onto my bed screaming “What the heck is going on? MOOOOOMMMMMM!!!! AHHHHH!!!!” My hands thrashing on my side and face in the surprise of the mouse.
i was very surprised at the way he was holding the gun there, in his hands. it wasn’t the way you would expect to see it, all mechanical and matter of fact like in the movies. no. he held it much more like a man holds his sweet, sweet lover. or like a child holds it’s teddy bear at night. it was his comfort, his joy, his best friend. his surrender, his hope. i was captivated by it.
Oh! Sorry, you startled me. I was just sitting here, thinking about life and the universe and everything…and then there you were. What a surprise. My my, well well…do you have a smoke? Man, its been a long time. What have you been up too? I know, I know…I look so different but that is because
I was startled when I got fired for no apparent reason. I was startled when he told me it was over. I was startled at myself to find the blood dripping off my arm. Why does everything come as such a surprise? Am I so blind?
her eyes shone with unshed tears, brimming at the edge and threatening to shatter her pride into eight hundred forty imperceptable pieces, cementing his guilt into boulders supported by thin shoulder blades.
I really wish they all knew me, that I exist in their world. not that I’m a fangirl, but I’m a human. who knows I could be their bestfriend?
so i think i was just surprised, really, when i walked into the room. it had been years since i saw him, and i don’t remember what he looked like before but i knew what he looked like then and that was odd, examining the years on his face. could he love me back?
startled really easilt i jump ate venthing and i remember joy and pual for some reason i just have really big ideas and dreams and music flowing i n my brain backspace adnciifahfbgvi wisht hetere was a sign for this aso you can fguure out wiwhcih way to go….has it been a minute yet?
i was startled. i didn’t expect to love you this much. but i opened my eyes and there you were and…and i am only human.
When I entered the room, I saw them together. I didn’t believe it. I always thought he loved me. At least that’s what he always told me. He always joked around saying she was ugly, manish, and fat. Never in a thousand years would I have believed otherwise. I loved him, and I thought he love me too.
walk doen the street and someone jumps out at you. tou jump out of your skin as the man apologizes for startling you. after you go home, you see a few days later that the same man was arrested for stabbing someone in the back a block from where he apologized to you…
I startled as I watched him walking past. His face was as pale as ever but his eyes filled with amazement. “What have I done?” I asked myself. He turned towards me…
I pummeled her. I snuck out to a bar, somehow played wingman with a guy I never met… and ended up meeting a girl who was not only beautiful, funny and intelligent; I was completely startled by the fact that I was able to actually, successfully get a hot girl.
i was walking through the door when you cam along rying to keep me on my toes, and I was trying to keep within my socks, I don’t believe in the way you tried to catch me off gaurd, tried to trap me within the confines of the walls you placed me in. yes, I was startled. No, I wouldn’t do it again. yes, you had me cornered. No, i don’t don’t appreciate it. all we need is a surprising storm and an unused umbrella.
I am startled because I ate chocolate cookies in a jar which I stole from the top of the refridgerator and my mom walked in and gasped and said “billy! Why did you take that cookie jar?!” I said, “because I am hungry and I dont want to wait for dinner, I want to eat my cookies first!” She shook her head disappointedly, and said that I was a naughty boy and needed to get a good
She was startled. She looked up, walked over to her door, and there he was. She couldn’t think of what to say, blathering about the weather and her migraine. She really hates migraines. Sometimes she wishes she could simply stick a bullet in her head and make them go away. But she can’t. It’s really not fair. And of course, her one solace becomes complex and moody.Of course. Life is unfair. What else is new?
as she sat at the counter it happened… I crept up her spine and strangeled her voice as she tried too produce sounds with her useless throat.
I was startled today when the dog leaped out of my arms and tried to land on the grooming table. As this happened, the breeder reached out and snapped off her faux fingernail. It was gross. It bled. The nail was on the ground. I felt bad, though. Technically it was not my fault, but I still feel guilty about it. I apologized profusely: inperson and in text.
I’m gonna break my rusty cage. I just wrote that because that’s the song I’m listening to right now and I can’t think of anything else and now I’m thinking about how I’m running out of time and wasting it on puncuation. Damn I spelt that wrong and I didn’t spell spelt right either.
People get startled all the time: loud noises, unexpected appearances and the like. I don’t like to be startled, my heart starts racing and I can’t think straight.
The last thing to startle me was my boyfriend knocking really loud on my door. I thought it was the police coming to bust me for enjoying certain cigs.
The boy startled me. I was started. Oh no. I think I am startles. Dear me, bless my startled soul. Darn you, startling child.
afraid, caught off guard and surprised. Not knowing what is expected you jump, frighten easily. You realize there’s no reason to be afraid, that’s silly, it’s just me!
There he was contemplating his navel! What more can a man do but gaze at such a wondermont! How could that fuzz crawl? He was amazed by the sun reflecting
when startled, the viper will strike with lightning fast accuracy, imposing a force of deadly venom into the victim. because it has no rattle, this usually comes as a suprise.
Angry voices startled me awake…but I didn’t recognize them. And they weren’t only angry, but terrified as well. I slowly rose out of bed and quietly got to my feet, tiptoeing to the window to see what the commotion was.
I was very scared when the monster jumped out at me… you could say I was quite startled to say the least. I tried to run away as quickly as I could but tripped multiple times in my horror. Although I was scared out of my pants I ended up giving up and succumbing to the monster’s madness.
I was walking through my house and my roommate popped out nad startled me. It’s different than being scared. Being scared involves fear. Being startled is more of a reflex in my mind. What do you think? Hoe long am I supposed to write?
startled, i always picture running in the woods and hearing a creature such as a deer, usually nothing, but we still are fearful nonetheless. how many times have we actually encountered something we are legitimately frightened of when we are jogging or hiking? honestly, why are we so afraid?
startled is the feeling when things are way better than you would imagine…
Always comes with a smile… always…
That’s how i felt when i saw him for the first time… that’s how i felt when we kiss in the star-full night…
she heard the noise and looked up, blinking. a bird took flight. nothing was there, she couldn’t even identify the sound–it had been so brief, more of a sudden notice than an identifier of anything. she settled back into reading, oblivious to the change.
love snuck up on me. I dumped you one day and then 2 months later I was completely in love with you. I was startled by my desire to share and learn and be held. Everything in life that carries currency is startling. The surprise of unexpected death, the sneaky methods of love. Growth is sparked by the unexpected, startling, painfully real, completely uncontrollable experiences. We grow when the spirit that we don’t know shoves us along some path. We feel started and yet some how completely destined.
I startle daily. Startled by the ease with which I mosey through the day unaffected by life, dependency, beauty, truth. It’s as if I have blinders on–precisely the things horses use to keep from startling themselves.
and im so shocked and terrified and why did i do that and why did you react like that. my life is falling to pieces and i cant control it. im sorry im sorry. i love you to bits and it just kills me. please say yes, please make tomorrow amazing. startle me.
Oh my! How startled I was to find a disgusting monter in my kitchen, eating up all my food. “You dick!” I screamed. “Why are you eating my food? Groceries are expensive these days.” He burped and replied, “Yeah, well, I think you are stupid.” I could not take this so I picked up the nearest object I could find, which was a hot iron.
I was startled. It came to me suddenly. This thought, this, inspiration. I could actually save the world! An incredible feeling swept my body. I never thought anyone would actually be able to do this but I really could!
I was so startled to see the mouse that I jumped up onto my bed screaming “What the heck is going on? MOOOOOMMMMMM!!!! AHHHHH!!!!” My hands thrashing on my side and face in the surprise of the mouse.
what the fuck! Oh… it’s just you. Hand me that scissor. What are you doing? Hey.. HEY!! NO!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING GET OUT OF HE….
i was very surprised at the way he was holding the gun there, in his hands. it wasn’t the way you would expect to see it, all mechanical and matter of fact like in the movies. no. he held it much more like a man holds his sweet, sweet lover. or like a child holds it’s teddy bear at night. it was his comfort, his joy, his best friend. his surrender, his hope. i was captivated by it.
startled
Oh! Sorry, you startled me. I was just sitting here, thinking about life and the universe and everything…and then there you were. What a surprise. My my, well well…do you have a smoke? Man, its been a long time. What have you been up too? I know, I know…I look so different but that is because
I was startled when I got fired for no apparent reason. I was startled when he told me it was over. I was startled at myself to find the blood dripping off my arm. Why does everything come as such a surprise? Am I so blind?
startled
what does it mean? start the lead? Or a lead of a start? what startles you? clowns? black cats? commas in the wrong place?
her eyes shone with unshed tears, brimming at the edge and threatening to shatter her pride into eight hundred forty imperceptable pieces, cementing his guilt into boulders supported by thin shoulder blades.
“please,” she finally said,
“tell me this is all
some cruel joke.”
(but honey, life;
life is a punchline!)
I was startled by the sudden banging of next door hammering something into the adjoining wall. I fell off my stepladder, and broke my foot. Ouch.