it was stunning to see you on forum but astonishing to see you perform, just a while ago you were nervous when people were around but how come you became a shinning Armour in a fortnight!
the noise, the rolling clouds of mist, obscuring his view across the huge fall of water. He stepped into the rushing white wall, it hit him like a block of concrete, he crumpled.
A diamond necklace in a box was clasped without a neck to hug, its mistress staying in for the evening. But the girl it scruffy clothing who sat hidden by the adorned curtains thought that if she had a necklace so heavy and noticeable like that, she would throw it down the hills, for it would weigh down her already heavy heart and she could not disappear being the fox as she was, so she left the window ledge in a confident backwards flip.
I saw a lady with a fur coat and a golden monkey one day, in my dreams, and the thought was so striking with the dust that swirled around her. The air was brisk like a honey wafer and colored streaks trailed over the sky like airplanes.
– You look Stunning ! – He said in amazement watching his beloved one walking down the stairs.
– I hoped you like it. – she said with a faint smile
– You look marvelous ! I’ve fallen in love with you, once again … – He said those word smiling to her, or to himself perhaps.
It was stunning event, nobody expected it to be such popular, especially among adults. Japanese metal group came to Coventry and gave a terrific concert for all japanese metal fans. Girls were shouting and boys were observing every string of guitars. Music as most of fans say is a masterpiece, but are they right ; It’s yours to decide !
Knocked me off of my feet. I’m in awe of you. Why did you pick me? I’m not half as beautiful. Or sure you tell me I am, but I think you’re a little slow, or just maybe slumming it. How can I ever hold onto this? Everyone will want you.
And she could not be that beautiful. I was in a rush, and then I was no longer in a rush. All the thoughts in my head of that russian girl, gone.
Only she could do that to me. I never even learned her name, just that she is stunning in purple, and sleek in heels. And she has the darkest skin I have ever seen
you looked stunning, my friend said, that’s how i learned the word stunning. it was right after i had a terrible breakup with my then boyfriend, and somehow, though i was battered, i looked stunning. breaking up breaks your heart, but makes you look stunning as well.
When I look into his eyes, I see nothing but beauty. Holding him, I feel like God has one angel less in heaven. I could barely believe how stunning the moment felt. Is this really how every first time parent feels?
Daisy looked to her left. Something was uneasy about the atmosphere, as they were herded into the room, shoved rather than cajoled, the jostling was uncomfortable and the steel bars of the gates they were up against felt cold, hard, and left a sensation in her nose that left her thinking of the taste of iron.
Round about her, men were working, and one by one, her friends were dropping to the floor. The men were stunning them with some kind of instrument. It wouldn’t be long before she would be next, and then what? She hadn’t had time to think about what life meant, and…
“Stunning picture!” she gasped. “How did you manage to capture the…the…?”
She was speechless.
It was a picture of the inside of her mind, and it looked unreal, yet oddly familiar. She liked it. She’d been thinking of happy things. The colours were more vivid, and outlines sharper than she thought was possible to create on any kind of canvas.
Her son truly had an odd gift. At five years old, he could paint what he saw, and he saw far beyond that of others. Where it would lead him, and her, is the story which I will now tell you.
you are absolutely stunning. no matter what you wear, how your hair is done, where you got your shoes from! no matter what your nails look like, how many hours of sleep you got.. even with that smeared mascara you are stunning.
She was stunning, he literately froze, stupefied every time he saw her, which made fulfilling dreams of approach rather difficult despite their persistence. Tomorrow, tomorrow he would rest her name from those plump little lips.
He looked so stunning as he walked through the doorway. Everything seemed to go in slow motion and imaginary wind blew his brown hair away from his face. His high cheek bones were glorious along with his emerald eyes. I had never seen such a beautiful creature in all my life.
I think you’re stunning. The truth has never shone so bright as when I look into your eyes. Stunner. Stunned. And a Stun-gun. Baby, it’s in your hands. …
Stunning. What other word would I use to describe you? You amaze me all the time, you disprove all of my assumptions, all of my generalizations. You… wow. There isn’t anything else to say, really. You constantly surprise me, and I just don’t know what to say to you sometimes. And that’s a good thing, because… I’m not sure. Because you’re just that stunning.
eveything thing in life is stunning, life on itself is. everything happens for a reason, we can.t always know what it is.. but we are all surround by magic thats the wonder of existance
don’t you see. it’s stunning. the whole. then the blue filler. that’s you. tht filler is thin but yet so dense. it means so much but i’m afraid. dont go away. it’s stunning. liek you. you’re faith. care and everything is just so stunning about you and would you dare just to leave it all behind>
your eyes are just so stunning. they take me away. deep in a vast forest of care and hope. false hope. the red. spilled not stunning. spilt blood. hatred. why. the wonder. the hate. the chance to regain. go back in time. i miss you. Yet hate you.
It was a stunning day for a picnic. Reginald brought the wine in his basket of food. He had packed fruits, various cheeses and bread, and of course utensils and napkins. On his blanket, he had laid out a checkerboard, deck of cards, and a ukulele. Still, it wasn’t until Susan arrived to meet him under the old oak tree that he remembered the one thing he’d forgotten. Pants.
stunning! stunning is this feeling you give people when you’re all lit up, and by all means, on fire. stunning is this power and this ability to blow minds, to stop someone in their track, to take someone’s breath away. to literally be stunned, you know. my kind of a stunning person would be someone like miranda kerr. she’s just… stunning in every damn picture i see, effortlessly.
She wanted to look pretty. She wanted to look different in your eyes. She looked at herself in the mirror, and all she saw was…a mess. She wasn’t put together, she was thrown together. She wanted to be stunning, but instead her looks stunned her into shy silence.
He’s got his head bent over an unknown book, a beanie pulled low, his legs crossed.
He’s pressed into the corner of the seat, pressed against the icy glass of the window. The city flies past behind him but she’s caught, an insect in a well-constructed web, staring at him. This isn’t the first time she’s noticed him on here but it is the first time he stunned her, captivating and intriguing.
The air sparked with electricity. A young girl stared in awe at the sky her mouth opened wide; she was glad her mother wasn’t there, her mother would’ve henpecked her for leaving her mouth open. Blues and reds clashed together creating a wondrous purple. In the middle a man waving his hands like a conductor would at a symphony. His back was to her. The loud cracks of the lightning, made her jump a bit each time but she didn’t mine. Suddenly the urge to thank the man for the magnificent show overcame her.
“Thank you,” she yelled over the lightning.
He turned slightly towards. He was a younger man, probably still a teen.
My dear,
You are like a pretty Penny, that is shiny, bright and found on heads,
Your coppery goodness, delightfully round, and are amply bred,
You are one in a trillion, and I found you in a billion thanks to the newly wed.
And I think your a Tinie bit Stunning….
I can’t decide whether she is pretty or not, but as soon as she steps on stage and speaks…. in any character… I think to myself, “She is stunning.” She is quiet, but I can’t take my eyes off of her when she is in command of the room. She is an actress. A lovely, stunning star.
Stunning. She was stunning. The way the sun was… is… stunning. Nothing could compare even if he were to wrestle a star to the earth and place it at her feet, it would dull and grow jealous of the woman it laid before. She was her own galaxy of stars, a dazzling array of light and beauty all mingling and blending into one perfect being.
I caught a glimpse of stunning this afternoon. It was after my mom poured my bucket of pity party over my head and slapped my face. Stunning is the provision and wonder of what I dont deserve. Stunning is a God who loves me.
The present moment is stunningly beautiful. It feels like a movie.
amazing, taking your breath away and you can’t stop looking at it, you’re amazed
He was stunning as he gracefully glided across the room with his stunning body molded into his stunning blue jeans.
it was stunning to see you on forum but astonishing to see you perform, just a while ago you were nervous when people were around but how come you became a shinning Armour in a fortnight!
His stunning performance on the computer makes me angry. He may take that effort on me, instead of computer he may use me.
the noise, the rolling clouds of mist, obscuring his view across the huge fall of water. He stepped into the rushing white wall, it hit him like a block of concrete, he crumpled.
A diamond necklace in a box was clasped without a neck to hug, its mistress staying in for the evening. But the girl it scruffy clothing who sat hidden by the adorned curtains thought that if she had a necklace so heavy and noticeable like that, she would throw it down the hills, for it would weigh down her already heavy heart and she could not disappear being the fox as she was, so she left the window ledge in a confident backwards flip.
She was stunning, Angular, rosy cheekbones, full blonde hair, and a smile that would make a homeless man feel proud of himself.
I saw a lady with a fur coat and a golden monkey one day, in my dreams, and the thought was so striking with the dust that swirled around her. The air was brisk like a honey wafer and colored streaks trailed over the sky like airplanes.
– You look Stunning ! – He said in amazement watching his beloved one walking down the stairs.
– I hoped you like it. – she said with a faint smile
– You look marvelous ! I’ve fallen in love with you, once again … – He said those word smiling to her, or to himself perhaps.
It was stunning event, nobody expected it to be such popular, especially among adults. Japanese metal group came to Coventry and gave a terrific concert for all japanese metal fans. Girls were shouting and boys were observing every string of guitars. Music as most of fans say is a masterpiece, but are they right ; It’s yours to decide !
Knocked me off of my feet. I’m in awe of you. Why did you pick me? I’m not half as beautiful. Or sure you tell me I am, but I think you’re a little slow, or just maybe slumming it. How can I ever hold onto this? Everyone will want you.
And she could not be that beautiful. I was in a rush, and then I was no longer in a rush. All the thoughts in my head of that russian girl, gone.
Only she could do that to me. I never even learned her name, just that she is stunning in purple, and sleek in heels. And she has the darkest skin I have ever seen
you looked stunning, my friend said, that’s how i learned the word stunning. it was right after i had a terrible breakup with my then boyfriend, and somehow, though i was battered, i looked stunning. breaking up breaks your heart, but makes you look stunning as well.
he’s stunning. he disarms.
all I do is hurt him.
nothing’s wrong, they say.
on the contrary, everything’s wrong.
everything is heightened
so when I fall, the wounds, they’re deeper.
When I look into his eyes, I see nothing but beauty. Holding him, I feel like God has one angel less in heaven. I could barely believe how stunning the moment felt. Is this really how every first time parent feels?
No its not so stunning. My car rolls unevenly, shocks are shot Cracked windshield from Brooke’s heel. Green paint looks more like orange now.
Daisy looked to her left. Something was uneasy about the atmosphere, as they were herded into the room, shoved rather than cajoled, the jostling was uncomfortable and the steel bars of the gates they were up against felt cold, hard, and left a sensation in her nose that left her thinking of the taste of iron.
Round about her, men were working, and one by one, her friends were dropping to the floor. The men were stunning them with some kind of instrument. It wouldn’t be long before she would be next, and then what? She hadn’t had time to think about what life meant, and…
“Stunning picture!” she gasped. “How did you manage to capture the…the…?”
She was speechless.
It was a picture of the inside of her mind, and it looked unreal, yet oddly familiar. She liked it. She’d been thinking of happy things. The colours were more vivid, and outlines sharper than she thought was possible to create on any kind of canvas.
Her son truly had an odd gift. At five years old, he could paint what he saw, and he saw far beyond that of others. Where it would lead him, and her, is the story which I will now tell you.
what i just was was absolutely stunning!
The victory was absolutely stunning! No one … and I do mean no one! … expected the former champion to put on such a good show!
you are absolutely stunning. no matter what you wear, how your hair is done, where you got your shoes from! no matter what your nails look like, how many hours of sleep you got.. even with that smeared mascara you are stunning.
She was stunning, he literately froze, stupefied every time he saw her, which made fulfilling dreams of approach rather difficult despite their persistence. Tomorrow, tomorrow he would rest her name from those plump little lips.
He looked so stunning as he walked through the doorway. Everything seemed to go in slow motion and imaginary wind blew his brown hair away from his face. His high cheek bones were glorious along with his emerald eyes. I had never seen such a beautiful creature in all my life.
I think you’re stunning. The truth has never shone so bright as when I look into your eyes. Stunner. Stunned. And a Stun-gun. Baby, it’s in your hands. …
Stunning. What other word would I use to describe you? You amaze me all the time, you disprove all of my assumptions, all of my generalizations. You… wow. There isn’t anything else to say, really. You constantly surprise me, and I just don’t know what to say to you sometimes. And that’s a good thing, because… I’m not sure. Because you’re just that stunning.
eveything thing in life is stunning, life on itself is. everything happens for a reason, we can.t always know what it is.. but we are all surround by magic thats the wonder of existance
don’t you see. it’s stunning. the whole. then the blue filler. that’s you. tht filler is thin but yet so dense. it means so much but i’m afraid. dont go away. it’s stunning. liek you. you’re faith. care and everything is just so stunning about you and would you dare just to leave it all behind>
your eyes are just so stunning. they take me away. deep in a vast forest of care and hope. false hope. the red. spilled not stunning. spilt blood. hatred. why. the wonder. the hate. the chance to regain. go back in time. i miss you. Yet hate you.
It was a stunning day for a picnic. Reginald brought the wine in his basket of food. He had packed fruits, various cheeses and bread, and of course utensils and napkins. On his blanket, he had laid out a checkerboard, deck of cards, and a ukulele. Still, it wasn’t until Susan arrived to meet him under the old oak tree that he remembered the one thing he’d forgotten. Pants.
stunning! stunning is this feeling you give people when you’re all lit up, and by all means, on fire. stunning is this power and this ability to blow minds, to stop someone in their track, to take someone’s breath away. to literally be stunned, you know. my kind of a stunning person would be someone like miranda kerr. she’s just… stunning in every damn picture i see, effortlessly.
She wanted to look pretty. She wanted to look different in your eyes. She looked at herself in the mirror, and all she saw was…a mess. She wasn’t put together, she was thrown together. She wanted to be stunning, but instead her looks stunned her into shy silence.
He’s got his head bent over an unknown book, a beanie pulled low, his legs crossed.
He’s pressed into the corner of the seat, pressed against the icy glass of the window. The city flies past behind him but she’s caught, an insect in a well-constructed web, staring at him. This isn’t the first time she’s noticed him on here but it is the first time he stunned her, captivating and intriguing.
The waterfall surged over the cliff, the clear, blue, frothing water glistening in the sunlight.
The rain drop trickling down the leaf, like sculptor’s eye over the stone. Blue mountains on a dewy morning, like your dreamless eyes..
The air sparked with electricity. A young girl stared in awe at the sky her mouth opened wide; she was glad her mother wasn’t there, her mother would’ve henpecked her for leaving her mouth open. Blues and reds clashed together creating a wondrous purple. In the middle a man waving his hands like a conductor would at a symphony. His back was to her. The loud cracks of the lightning, made her jump a bit each time but she didn’t mine. Suddenly the urge to thank the man for the magnificent show overcame her.
“Thank you,” she yelled over the lightning.
He turned slightly towards. He was a younger man, probably still a teen.
“Hm?” He seemed genuinely confused.
“The show,” she screamed, “its stunning.”
My dear,
You are like a pretty Penny, that is shiny, bright and found on heads,
Your coppery goodness, delightfully round, and are amply bred,
You are one in a trillion, and I found you in a billion thanks to the newly wed.
And I think your a Tinie bit Stunning….
I can’t decide whether she is pretty or not, but as soon as she steps on stage and speaks…. in any character… I think to myself, “She is stunning.” She is quiet, but I can’t take my eyes off of her when she is in command of the room. She is an actress. A lovely, stunning star.
Stunning. She was stunning. The way the sun was… is… stunning. Nothing could compare even if he were to wrestle a star to the earth and place it at her feet, it would dull and grow jealous of the woman it laid before. She was her own galaxy of stars, a dazzling array of light and beauty all mingling and blending into one perfect being.
I caught a glimpse of stunning this afternoon. It was after my mom poured my bucket of pity party over my head and slapped my face. Stunning is the provision and wonder of what I dont deserve. Stunning is a God who loves me.