themselves

November 8th, 2012 | 613 Entries

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  1. it’s only a little while
    before
    they’re watching themselves in the mirror,
    the way their skin tightens over
    bones they didn’t know existed;
    scars they forgot were there exposed
    prominent

    By Leigh on 11.08.2012

  2. themselves they offered themselves to the god of the art they offered their souls and their bodies, rotting slowly and the carnage, the meat, the flesh of the precious angel
    they offered themselves to a life of martyr
    themselves to a god of artistry

    By Moises Gonzalez URL on 11.08.2012

  3. they were alone, with no one to hold, no one to touch, no one to love, but themselves
    it was a cold life and it was a dark hole and they were simply lost in their own minds

    By kit on 11.08.2012

  4. Everyone has flaws and issues and insecurities, but what everyone has that they don’t remember is the life they owe to THEMSELVES. The laughter, the smiles, the memories, the tears, and the triumph. It’s all for you to take in, breath it,, drink it, drown in it.

    By Kayan Olinger URL on 11.08.2012

  5. they are everything but themselves
    and nothing if not everyone else

    By claire on 11.08.2012

  6. When they think of themselves they think of descriptors. Words they’ve thought and words they’ve been given. People are not adjectives.

    By alena on 11.08.2012

  7. They were themselves and that’s what I liked about them. They were just so unapologetic about who they were and how they were and they were always just themselves and that’s the great thing about them. Maybe that’s why i look up to them so much.

    By Eefa URL on 11.08.2012

  8. They always worry about themselves and never me, I swear. I swear one day I’ll have enough courage to tell them how frustrating that is for me, how I can’t stand it.

    By PetitePommes on 11.08.2012

  9. they love themselves
    i’m here alone, hating
    why can’t i be like
    you
    perfect
    shapely
    divine
    divided, conquered
    i hate that i hate myself
    i hate myself for hating that i hate myself
    i
    hate

    By sarah on 11.08.2012

  10. I swear if I get themselves one more time I’m going to scream. I don’t know why this keeps coming up, but I am irritated by it. Probably would help if I wasn’t already irritated with things, but really, whey is “themselves” here again? Will it be here tomorrow, too? How about a different word? Will be interesting to see what happens with tomorrow’s word.

    By Ms. Hansen URL on 11.08.2012

  11. Themselves. Like the girls in the forest,
    witchcraft, a brew.
    Makeshift of cauldrons,
    and cotton shrooms.
    Free and wild,
    took themselves.
    magic.

    By mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  12. Themselves
    Such a harsh word
    Alone, like the last icicle of the winter,
    The last remnants of summer in stores
    50% off a summer dress
    Amid winter clothing

    By Marissa on 11.08.2012

  13. It seems like isolation, like the bad boys, the Greasers who are always lingering along the edges of crowds. The people huddled alone whispering. Isolation, certainly, but not aloneness. They don’t have me, but they have each other.

    By Coco on 11.08.2012

  14. Occupied faces,
    blankly abrupt.
    The business
    at ease,
    tranquilized animals
    in suits and ties.
    Purgatory

    By Mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  15. Occupied faces,
    blankly abrupt.
    The business
    at ease,
    tranquilized animals
    in suits and ties.
    Purgatory.
    In the way I see it,
    a desk lamp gone
    black,
    burnt out from bore.

    By Mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  16. they all bathed themselves in their riches. not having a care in the world. they were in their selfish bubbles. No one even dared to pop them. until that one came along. and lets say, he made the world turn upside down.

    By kathpine98 URL on 11.08.2012

  17. Underneath layers of sediment sand blubber sadness dust and gems and culture, family, time left on earth, they looked and found something they didn’t like.

    By Piranha D URL on 11.08.2012

  18. They sit in the backroom,
    smoking cigarettes,
    sterilizing
    scent with
    cheap perfume,
    and wine.

    By Mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  19. tthey were crying about themselves
    screaming about noone else
    can’t write in english if you’ll judge for my
    senses
    they’re just so mean to me and let my drink go cold
    time’s waiting for it.

    By boror on 11.08.2012

  20. they are themselves because they think what they say and don allow other peolpe to say otherwise, it’s crazy

    By Nacho on 11.08.2012

  21. They sat by themselves and the room was quiet. Gil could feel the silence settle over her shoulders and she opened her lips. Nothing came out. She smacked them closed. Oops—too loud? She had never fired anyone before. She thought about Maria’s family. Well, actually she didn’t know if Maria had a family. Either way, she felt bad. Well, kind of. She didn’t actually know Maria, and it made her feel a little better to pretend that Maria was some sort of hypocrite or liar or jewelry thief. The thought made the whole process feel a little less…monumental. Firing a bad person was much easier than firing a good person.

    By micaela m URL on 11.08.2012

  22. They sat by themselves and the room was quiet. Gillian could feel the silence settle over her suit’s gray shoulders like dust. She opened her lips to say something—offer condolences, maybe? Nothing came out. She smacked them closed. Oops—too loud? She had never fired anyone before. She thought about Maria’s family. Well, actually she didn’t know if Maria had a family. Either way, she felt bad. Well, kind of. She didn’t actually know Maria, and it made her feel a little better to pretend that Maria was some sort of hypocrite or liar or jewelry thief. The thought made the whole process feel a little less…monumental. Firing a bad person was much easier than firing a good person.

    By micaela m URL on 11.08.2012

  23. they think they are so great,
    except when they don’t
    the insecurities and self loathing
    corrosive doubt spurred by foolish reflection
    the mirror of the other
    how they think of themselves
    and how they think of me
    the mirror is dirty

    By Kevin on 11.08.2012

  24. waiting for themselves
    to become a myself
    why do i need to worry about
    the smell of his cigarettes
    staining my coffee mug
    i was good by myself
    i had a mug that read
    world’s best friend

    By micaela m URL on 11.08.2012

  25. ellos mismos se acarician, cada uno por separado, se miran sin contacto visual, se rozan sin contacto fisico, pero estan cada uno al lado del otro, no pueden pensar, o si, pero no o saben, lo unico que pasa es que no saben.

    By santiago on 11.08.2012

  26. I think it’s natural for perpetual human beings to care about themselves. We have to rely on ourselves for almost everything. Who else will ALWAYS have our backs? It’s natural.

    By Karlie Trapp on 11.08.2012

  27. he wondered why he couldn’t be himself. he didn’t like that his mug read world’s best dad. he didn’t like that he had a “kiss the chef” apron. he couldn’t cook and he had forgotten to pick up his kid from school just yesterday

    By micaela m URL on 11.08.2012

  28. basta de poner esta palabra. creo que esta pagin aes una mierda y solo tiene esta palabra que no me transimite nadas mas que algo egoista o no se bien, porque no se mucho igles asique no se cuando se usa esa palabra la verdad pero bueno

    By carlos URL on 11.08.2012

  29. they only thought of themselves,
    never of anyone else
    or anything else
    how could they?
    all they could see was the fire,
    the smeared lipstick,
    the pain.
    the love.

    By ktaylor URL on 11.08.2012

  30. They were the group who always hated themselves.
    They stole, they
    lied, to everyone they cared about and no one
    they didn’t, fearing the worst- of course,
    being rejected for someone you aren’t
    is far less terrifying
    than repulsion beaming out
    from someone you have opened up to.

    By Isabel URL on 11.08.2012

  31. Shriek
    in the shrine
    for her closet
    full
    of cobwebs
    and sweaters.
    Dolls and love letters.
    And hidden cigarettes,
    with brand new
    Pabst Blue
    on the side.

    By Mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  32. they crash themselves to each other in order to fix each other in the way. to restore, to be contagious, to spread a hundred of cristals in the sky.

    By st on 11.08.2012

  33. Credibility
    couldn’t be worth a cent
    if the news wasn’t
    paper.
    So books shouldn’t
    vanish
    neither should
    computer eyes.

    By Mikaela URL on 11.08.2012

  34. They looked at themselves. They had realized that nothing was the same. The walls were white, their minds were mush. They had traveled to a new existence, where their souls could not fully exist.

    By lkej on 11.08.2012

  35. people are selfish and only think about themselves. they will do whatever it takes to make themselves happy even if it makes others sad.

    By M on 11.08.2012

  36. they themselves have shown me, guided me towards the peak of my life, helped me to fullfill my dreams and accomplish the challenges that were set before me.

    By maryjane on 11.08.2012

  37. People think of themselves in so many different ways it’s almost immpossible to accurately describe someone from just looking in at from the outside view/
    Don’t you think?
    Because, it is true that you are the closest person to yourself, so who am I to make decisions about who you are?

    By Isabel on 11.08.2012

  38. their selves were so easily influenced
    were they true?

    By zoe on 11.08.2012

  39. they see themselves differently now that they are older
    they do not know that in ten years they will see themselves differently still
    they don’t care
    who cares about tomorrow anyway when today is so boring
    i will never be old
    will you ?

    By Dominic on 11.08.2012

  40. That’s all they ever cared about. And I don’t know why. I would’ve killed to join them in their ranks, but alas, no. Alone is where I’d stay, and them with themselves, me by myself.

    By MDR on 11.08.2012