a triangle is a shape. It has three sides, and added together the angles equal 180 degrees. Triangles are probably my least favourite shape, they have never seemed to have a soul like a square. And they aren’t quite as optimistic as a triangle.
I had I triangle once. Oh, I remember it well. We would spend our evenings in the forest, enjoying the sights of nature. Then HE came along. My triangle always hung out with him. Eventually, she left me.
Strong foundation black upside down fulcrum weight and measure all leading up to great divide dear god now Im really seeing it ok. Now it has the point balance everywhere universe one, one day all will be all in one triangle on top of the universe inside.
The pizza slice dangled in front of me, its enticing triangle form steaming. The cheese was partially melted, it slipped off the sides slowly. I could feel my mouth watering as I smelled it, the spicy pepperoni slices, crispy and delicious that topped it, the delicious cheesy smell. It was heaven, and I hadn’t even taken a bite.
Triangles are going to be the death of me. I’m not going to pass my geometry class, and therefore not graduate high school if I can’t figure those weird stupid things out. I’ll live my life in seedy hotels pissing people off. No thanks to the triange.
Triangles are like circle’s unhappy brother. all of those pointy edges, not a smooth talker representing love. nope, hes a pointy math problem, and a weird symbol for a weird religion
Triangles make me think of math class, and Doritos. This gives me an uncomfortable feeling, as I hate math class but love Doritos. How should I feel about triangles then?
a strange form and shape, also something to make strange noises with, you can also have a relationship like that, but you need more than one person. i’d love to try that once! oh no, as i’m writing the bar is getting full!
the imaginary lines between her eyes and noses came alive and the rest of her face faded away. tears leaked out of her eyes and out of the triangle and disappeared. everything is wrong she whispered and closed her eyes.
A triangle as a three pointed shape in geometry. It reminds of the song about the tri-corned hat. And that reminds me of Homer singing “Chef we have no bananas!” for no apparent reason, but now that’s stuck in my head.
the three people in the godhead. You know, the three dudes with long hair and a beard, I ain’t talkin about no heavy metal band. I’m talking about dudes that throw lightning at people who sin. Like the people in Las Vegas. Or people who drink Sin-ammon drinks from Starbucks. Now Starbucks customers are the real sinners. They just don’t know where to find a good coffee. So Triangle, it is the three dudes in heaven who hate people that drink Starbucks.
The plane carrying my parents was lost without a trace, never to be found again. Years later, after I slept with a certain gentleman, he remarked that I had “quite a triangle”. That was it for him. I realized he reminded me way too much of my vanished father.
The pilot frowned. The dial on his right had suddenly begun dropping significantly. That wasn’t supposed to happen. For a few seconds, he just hit the dial a few times. That didn’t fix it. Then he remembered where he was: This was the region known as the Bermuda Triangle.
TRIANGLES HAVE THREE SIDES AND THREE ANGLES. THERE ARE LOTS OF DIFFERENT TYPES OF TRIANGLES BUT ALL TRIANGLES HAVE ANGLES THAT ADD UP TO 180 DEGREES. THE LONGEST SIDE CANNOT BE LONGER THAN THE OTHER TWO SIDES ADDED TOGETHER.
Three sides, three angles. So simple. it’s math, it’s logical. You can count on it. That’s why I like math, you can count on it not to change, not to surprise you. That’s why it’s math it’s orderly. My life was always math, always order. I never wanted to lose that, but I did.
Triangles are very angly. And amazing. They are awesome. They happen to be my favorite shape. You can make people out of triangles. When I draw with my sister I prefer to make triangle people instead of stick people. They are so much cuter.
triangles of love come up in today’s society all the time. its a shame we never hear about love squares or octagons… i think more love is not necessarily better though so much for the era of free love eh?
Well, when I think of a triangle, i automatically think of the weapon triangle from Fire Emblem, where swords best axes, axes best lances and lances best swords. does that make me a nerd? kinda, i guess!
Triangle? What kind of crap word is that? I guess so. Anyways. I mean… I guess you could call this some sort of love triangle. Can a love triangle have 2 sides? Can one side just be… hanging there, not doing anything but getting in the way, spreading rumors and just being all around annoying? Maybe.
triangles are hard, in math, you know. cos and tan and sin and all that bullshit is just too crazy. i was in physics the other day and we started using them out of nowhere and it was quite confusing. i like triangles if we are talking about cake though, or the shape of earings. it would probably be a nice name for a cat or something as well.
it has three angles. right triangles are 90 degrees. we learn about them in geometrey. the have three sides. tri means 3. they look like slices of pizza.
Triangles are composed of angles. Three of them. Angles make me think of proofs, the first time in my life I felt actively stupid. The laborious process of slowly plodding from fact to fact, the lack of leaping, of intuition, of knowing. Fucking pre-calc, man, I hated it.
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
everything is a triangle. friendships, relationships. theres never me and you. theres only me and you and somebody or something else. nothing can be as simple as us. it’s always us and them. us and him. us and her. us and the cat. us and the canvas. us and the music. fuck triangles. lets be together.
ahh. musically thinking right now. this is an instrument of some sorts i do believe. kinda crazy to be so simple and make such noise for ones ears. i mean, isnt it like a metal triangle? that goes ding?
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
three fabulous sides. three fantastic corners. obtuse? right? threes a crowd? threes the magic number. Telly Monster is so on to this most wonderful of shapes. I like my sandwiches this way.
A beautiful triangular door was carved into the wall before me. Thick, white stone. I pushed it, finding it extremely heavy, and found myself in a completely different mindset. No longer angry or frustrated as I had been, I was now unbelievably tranquil.
clearly this is just a word. or maybe it’s a shape. depending on what view you’d like to take.
a triangle is a shape. It has three sides, and added together the angles equal 180 degrees. Triangles are probably my least favourite shape, they have never seemed to have a soul like a square. And they aren’t quite as optimistic as a triangle.
I had I triangle once. Oh, I remember it well. We would spend our evenings in the forest, enjoying the sights of nature. Then HE came along. My triangle always hung out with him. Eventually, she left me.
Strong foundation black upside down fulcrum weight and measure all leading up to great divide dear god now Im really seeing it ok. Now it has the point balance everywhere universe one, one day all will be all in one triangle on top of the universe inside.
The pizza slice dangled in front of me, its enticing triangle form steaming. The cheese was partially melted, it slipped off the sides slowly. I could feel my mouth watering as I smelled it, the spicy pepperoni slices, crispy and delicious that topped it, the delicious cheesy smell. It was heaven, and I hadn’t even taken a bite.
Triangles are going to be the death of me. I’m not going to pass my geometry class, and therefore not graduate high school if I can’t figure those weird stupid things out. I’ll live my life in seedy hotels pissing people off. No thanks to the triange.
Triangle
Love
Hate
Trig
Math
Equation
Simple
Complex
Why do I feel this way?
About
you
Us
Life
Everything in general….
a triangle has three sides. Love ones ate trouble, triads are bad. Angle is only a short-rearrange from angel. Tri that angle on for size. Mmmhmm.
Triangles are like circle’s unhappy brother. all of those pointy edges, not a smooth talker representing love. nope, hes a pointy math problem, and a weird symbol for a weird religion
Triangles make me think of math class, and Doritos. This gives me an uncomfortable feeling, as I hate math class but love Doritos. How should I feel about triangles then?
Lovve is like a triangle. There are searious points and long lines of nothing. Every way you turn love ther weill be ways to go…
a strange form and shape, also something to make strange noises with, you can also have a relationship like that, but you need more than one person. i’d love to try that once! oh no, as i’m writing the bar is getting full!
the imaginary lines between her eyes and noses came alive and the rest of her face faded away. tears leaked out of her eyes and out of the triangle and disappeared. everything is wrong she whispered and closed her eyes.
Three points and three directions.
Limited possibilities, but still choices.
Does it lead to the same place?
Square. Circle. Rubik’s Cube. Stop sign. Yield sign. It matters not. Balls.
A triangle as a three pointed shape in geometry. It reminds of the song about the tri-corned hat. And that reminds me of Homer singing “Chef we have no bananas!” for no apparent reason, but now that’s stuck in my head.
the three people in the godhead. You know, the three dudes with long hair and a beard, I ain’t talkin about no heavy metal band. I’m talking about dudes that throw lightning at people who sin. Like the people in Las Vegas. Or people who drink Sin-ammon drinks from Starbucks. Now Starbucks customers are the real sinners. They just don’t know where to find a good coffee. So Triangle, it is the three dudes in heaven who hate people that drink Starbucks.
The plane carrying my parents was lost without a trace, never to be found again. Years later, after I slept with a certain gentleman, he remarked that I had “quite a triangle”. That was it for him. I realized he reminded me way too much of my vanished father.
The pilot frowned. The dial on his right had suddenly begun dropping significantly. That wasn’t supposed to happen. For a few seconds, he just hit the dial a few times. That didn’t fix it. Then he remembered where he was: This was the region known as the Bermuda Triangle.
TRIANGLES HAVE THREE SIDES AND THREE ANGLES. THERE ARE LOTS OF DIFFERENT TYPES OF TRIANGLES BUT ALL TRIANGLES HAVE ANGLES THAT ADD UP TO 180 DEGREES. THE LONGEST SIDE CANNOT BE LONGER THAN THE OTHER TWO SIDES ADDED TOGETHER.
Three sides, three angles. So simple. it’s math, it’s logical. You can count on it. That’s why I like math, you can count on it not to change, not to surprise you. That’s why it’s math it’s orderly. My life was always math, always order. I never wanted to lose that, but I did.
i have a triangle shped umm gum ball yeah a triangle is a shape obviously and it ha three sides haha
Triangles are very angly. And amazing. They are awesome. They happen to be my favorite shape. You can make people out of triangles. When I draw with my sister I prefer to make triangle people instead of stick people. They are so much cuter.
triangles of love come up in today’s society all the time. its a shame we never hear about love squares or octagons… i think more love is not necessarily better though so much for the era of free love eh?
triangle of doom triangle of death triangle of Hell!!
Well, when I think of a triangle, i automatically think of the weapon triangle from Fire Emblem, where swords best axes, axes best lances and lances best swords. does that make me a nerd? kinda, i guess!
Triangle? What kind of crap word is that? I guess so. Anyways. I mean… I guess you could call this some sort of love triangle. Can a love triangle have 2 sides? Can one side just be… hanging there, not doing anything but getting in the way, spreading rumors and just being all around annoying? Maybe.
triangles are hard, in math, you know. cos and tan and sin and all that bullshit is just too crazy. i was in physics the other day and we started using them out of nowhere and it was quite confusing. i like triangles if we are talking about cake though, or the shape of earings. it would probably be a nice name for a cat or something as well.
it has three angles. right triangles are 90 degrees. we learn about them in geometrey. the have three sides. tri means 3. they look like slices of pizza.
The points connected to by three straight lines make a triangle.
Triangles are composed of angles. Three of them. Angles make me think of proofs, the first time in my life I felt actively stupid. The laborious process of slowly plodding from fact to fact, the lack of leaping, of intuition, of knowing. Fucking pre-calc, man, I hated it.
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
everything is a triangle. friendships, relationships. theres never me and you. theres only me and you and somebody or something else. nothing can be as simple as us. it’s always us and them. us and him. us and her. us and the cat. us and the canvas. us and the music. fuck triangles. lets be together.
ahh. musically thinking right now. this is an instrument of some sorts i do believe. kinda crazy to be so simple and make such noise for ones ears. i mean, isnt it like a metal triangle? that goes ding?
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
where the peaks meet the points. i’ll see you three times with a whisper of a song about love. only to replay it over again, when i look down at these rays that break me. multicolored mirrors of light reflecting off of the prism of what we could be. find me again, at the top of the mountain. you make the climb and trust in me that i’ve already covered the fall.
three fabulous sides. three fantastic corners. obtuse? right? threes a crowd? threes the magic number. Telly Monster is so on to this most wonderful of shapes. I like my sandwiches this way.
A beautiful triangular door was carved into the wall before me. Thick, white stone. I pushed it, finding it extremely heavy, and found myself in a completely different mindset. No longer angry or frustrated as I had been, I was now unbelievably tranquil.
It’s not parallel lines, which I admire most. Just two lines collapsing with only eachother to break their fall.
geometrical figure; music instrument pythagora ; bermudas mathematics three angles