a suit well taylored shows elegance and class. if i were a man, i’d be honored to wear a well fitted suit. and if i could i would, definetly. suits in black are the grandest i’ve encountered.
if i were a boy i would hate wearing suits. they seem extremely uncomfortable. hot. tight. ew. what a waste of fabric. especially since you look like a 40 y/o man no matter what type of suit you put on.
I don’t really like wearing a suit but I suppose it is the norm in the business world, but why. It displays a lot of uniformity but in a world of creativity it is anachronistic.
your fine words suit you..arrogent and self serving…yes I fade in and out,but only because you keep clawing at me like a cat toys with a mouse.it is you that won’t let go.it is you that keeps coming knocking again and again and again.but that is all you do.I am plain tired of placating your intrusions simply because I love you and enjoy feeling your presence.I am tired of you pretending and me having to pretend back.its over.
the things in life that you find yourself doing suit you, sometimes you just do them to pass the time, but really, oh really you can do more. you c AN build it to mean more, to mean us, to mean you. this is about (y)our existence and process.
And I take your word, I’d like you to know this, I take it, I look, hear, I’m aware. Suit yourself you say, yes, I do. I am aware of you. But still you tremble, you fade and I’m not surprised at this either, you disappear just like you always do, you reappear just like you always do and each time I’m unhappy and each time, I learn happiness again, you do suit me well, you know.
a man wears a suit when he goes to a meeting. Because of his spiffy suit he got a huge business deal and a raise. Then at lunch he gets sauce on his tie and has to go to a store nearby because he has no time to go home before meeting his next client.
Suit up.
Let’s go, our journey begins today.
There’s no turning back, we’re leaving what we know behind.
We’re on to better things.
I’ve got what I need.
You.
And who knew you better? Suited you more? I though, could have sworn even to you, your presence. I’m surprised, dumbfounded and foolhardy now. I used to know the scenes, used to feel them even and how profound the presence was with you. The one that suited me and fooled me too.
everyone follows it, wears it to impress. Time to rip it off, show your true colours. Be different, be you. love everyone, forgive everyone, but forget no one. Make your own suit.
There is a suit I have been wanting for a very long time. The things I would wear on my suit would be nice louis vuitton cuff links with a matching tie. I have recently started a new job and will be wearing my dream suit to work soon.
That cat was dressed in black in white. This wedding was the first it have ever ended and the strange couple required cats to dress in a tuxedo. First day of the rest of it’s life.
i know you think you are fooling everyone with your wild hair do,clown make up and silly tattoos..but they all think of you as a comfoming neatly pressed suit with razor sharp creases
suit the word appers on the screen as her fingers stretch to reech the keys.as she thinks how sad it is that the only thing she has to do is sit and write about a suit.
The dress did not suit her. Dresses usually don’t. She knew she would peel it off when she got home, exposing every malleable roll of herself, and fold her aged body into bed.
I’ve already written about suit, he thought to himself as he continued to write about a word he’d already written about. Why doesn’t one word give me something else to write about? why is it just suit? Is it owned by Armani? Is it a conspiracy? Who will answer my questions when the time runs out?
the man was wearing a suit. that was the first thing I noticed about him. He was wearing an ugly white suit that looked like a hand-me down from a grandfather he never met. That was when I noticed the pocketwatch. Another trinket from a life he’d never known.
sweet suit. ted why aren’t you wearing a suit!? neil patrcik harris NHP glee, glee is awesome i almsot bought a glee poster la la la i feel like its one of those shows that will be grweat in its first season and slowly die out.
the man was wearing black suit, monotonous with the surrounding darkness. he cried into the night, but did he make a sound? no. there was no one around to hear.
the suit never really fit me but i liked to wear it to watch it just dangle in a loose annoying fashion. i mean playing dress up can be fun, dont you dont? it’s kidna fun kinda lame.. but we all do it. female or male. it’s never really mattered.. at least i dont think so. you shouldnt either.
a suit is made of cloth. men who make money wear suits. semen is hard to get off of a suit if it’s made of leather. a penguin wears a suit and books are funny. if you wear a tie, you’re probably wearing a suit. there are multiple parts to a suit. including a
It wasn’t until Alfred made the alterations to the suit that Tim really felt it belonged to him. He’d gotten it from Jason, and Jason had gotten it from…
Okay, better not to think about it. But it was *Tim’s* now. And what was more, there was no longer any need to distance himself from the people that he’d been avoiding for so long.
The man in the black suit was sitting at the table against the window. I couldn’t approach him. There was no way. His eyes coasted across the cafe as I stood abruptly and made a run for it.
I want the life that suits me, not suit to my life. I will take control and change everything that I can. Love will change everything, and I will make life suit me.
She squinted into the mirror, sizing up the thirteenth wedding dress she had tried on that day. It didn’t suit her any better than the last twelve–it felt totally out of character for her–like a putting a football player in a tutu.
Let’s suit up tonight and head out on the town. There are boys and men aplenty, and the red lipstick on your lips are better suited on his. Come on, it’s a party and we’re out to have fun.
In the morning we can regret, but for tonight let’s live without any sets.
It was tight, but it looked good, so Arnejo suffered. Of course, it wasn’t as if he was the only one present who was suffering. After all, Wilbert was dead.
a tie. a guy in a suit. uh. idk what im supposed to write. suit yourself. suit…able. this is suitable. …………………………………suit.
a suit well taylored shows elegance and class. if i were a man, i’d be honored to wear a well fitted suit. and if i could i would, definetly. suits in black are the grandest i’ve encountered.
Today my girl came to ask me to dance. “Well, let me put my suit on”. I danced like a devil… in a suit.
if i were a boy i would hate wearing suits. they seem extremely uncomfortable. hot. tight. ew. what a waste of fabric. especially since you look like a 40 y/o man no matter what type of suit you put on.
I don’t really like wearing a suit but I suppose it is the norm in the business world, but why. It displays a lot of uniformity but in a world of creativity it is anachronistic.
suits look uncomfortable to wear. then again, a lot of stuff s more difficult to wear for girls, so who cares! we do so much to be pretty=[
your fine words suit you..arrogent and self serving…yes I fade in and out,but only because you keep clawing at me like a cat toys with a mouse.it is you that won’t let go.it is you that keeps coming knocking again and again and again.but that is all you do.I am plain tired of placating your intrusions simply because I love you and enjoy feeling your presence.I am tired of you pretending and me having to pretend back.its over.
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the things in life that you find yourself doing suit you, sometimes you just do them to pass the time, but really, oh really you can do more. you c AN build it to mean more, to mean us, to mean you. this is about (y)our existence and process.
His suit was uncomfortably tight. He tugged at his tie, freeing his neck.
You’ll like the way you look – I guarantee it.
And I take your word, I’d like you to know this, I take it, I look, hear, I’m aware. Suit yourself you say, yes, I do. I am aware of you. But still you tremble, you fade and I’m not surprised at this either, you disappear just like you always do, you reappear just like you always do and each time I’m unhappy and each time, I learn happiness again, you do suit me well, you know.
a man wears a suit when he goes to a meeting. Because of his spiffy suit he got a huge business deal and a raise. Then at lunch he gets sauce on his tie and has to go to a store nearby because he has no time to go home before meeting his next client.
Suit up.
Let’s go, our journey begins today.
There’s no turning back, we’re leaving what we know behind.
We’re on to better things.
I’ve got what I need.
You.
And who knew you better? Suited you more? I though, could have sworn even to you, your presence. I’m surprised, dumbfounded and foolhardy now. I used to know the scenes, used to feel them even and how profound the presence was with you. The one that suited me and fooled me too.
everyone follows it, wears it to impress. Time to rip it off, show your true colours. Be different, be you. love everyone, forgive everyone, but forget no one. Make your own suit.
There is a suit I have been wanting for a very long time. The things I would wear on my suit would be nice louis vuitton cuff links with a matching tie. I have recently started a new job and will be wearing my dream suit to work soon.
That cat was dressed in black in white. This wedding was the first it have ever ended and the strange couple required cats to dress in a tuxedo. First day of the rest of it’s life.
The suit suits me. I thought, “Yes it will” !!!. Mom said I’m wrong, terribly. But i refused. Instead i wore it many times a day.
A clean-cut suit, gold cufflinks, shiny leather shoes. That was the only image I had of my dad. He’s always away.
suit is for swimming or for work. sophisticated or funky. black white pinstripe. a pair of dress shoes to go with. bikiki floral.
i know you think you are fooling everyone with your wild hair do,clown make up and silly tattoos..but they all think of you as a comfoming neatly pressed suit with razor sharp creases
suit the word appers on the screen as her fingers stretch to reech the keys.as she thinks how sad it is that the only thing she has to do is sit and write about a suit.
a black velvet soot with a red tie and a shaggy blond hair guy iit with eyes so bright that they make you rething your intire lifes menning.
The dress did not suit her. Dresses usually don’t. She knew she would peel it off when she got home, exposing every malleable roll of herself, and fold her aged body into bed.
I’ve already written about suit, he thought to himself as he continued to write about a word he’d already written about. Why doesn’t one word give me something else to write about? why is it just suit? Is it owned by Armani? Is it a conspiracy? Who will answer my questions when the time runs out?
the man was wearing a suit. that was the first thing I noticed about him. He was wearing an ugly white suit that looked like a hand-me down from a grandfather he never met. That was when I noticed the pocketwatch. Another trinket from a life he’d never known.
sweet suit. ted why aren’t you wearing a suit!? neil patrcik harris NHP glee, glee is awesome i almsot bought a glee poster la la la i feel like its one of those shows that will be grweat in its first season and slowly die out.
the man was wearing black suit, monotonous with the surrounding darkness. he cried into the night, but did he make a sound? no. there was no one around to hear.
the suit never really fit me but i liked to wear it to watch it just dangle in a loose annoying fashion. i mean playing dress up can be fun, dont you dont? it’s kidna fun kinda lame.. but we all do it. female or male. it’s never really mattered.. at least i dont think so. you shouldnt either.
a suit is made of cloth. men who make money wear suits. semen is hard to get off of a suit if it’s made of leather. a penguin wears a suit and books are funny. if you wear a tie, you’re probably wearing a suit. there are multiple parts to a suit. including a
It wasn’t until Alfred made the alterations to the suit that Tim really felt it belonged to him. He’d gotten it from Jason, and Jason had gotten it from…
Okay, better not to think about it. But it was *Tim’s* now. And what was more, there was no longer any need to distance himself from the people that he’d been avoiding for so long.
No need to distance himself from his *family*.
It was good to be home.
Dean pulled at the collar for the fifteenth time since he’d put the stupid suit on. Sam elbowed him and gave him a *look.*
“Damnit, Sam, I hate this thing,” Dean hissed under his breath.
“You can’t let everyone else see it, or you’ll blow our cover!” Sam answered, in that frustrated tone that he reserved especially for Dean.
The man in the black suit was sitting at the table against the window. I couldn’t approach him. There was no way. His eyes coasted across the cafe as I stood abruptly and made a run for it.
I want the life that suits me, not suit to my life. I will take control and change everything that I can. Love will change everything, and I will make life suit me.
jacket, wedding, tie, fancy, dinner party, dresses, class, expensive, black, white, hollywood,
She squinted into the mirror, sizing up the thirteenth wedding dress she had tried on that day. It didn’t suit her any better than the last twelve–it felt totally out of character for her–like a putting a football player in a tutu.
Let’s suit up tonight and head out on the town. There are boys and men aplenty, and the red lipstick on your lips are better suited on his. Come on, it’s a party and we’re out to have fun.
In the morning we can regret, but for tonight let’s live without any sets.
It was tight, but it looked good, so Arnejo suffered. Of course, it wasn’t as if he was the only one present who was suffering. After all, Wilbert was dead.