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Blood. Blood everywhere traveling with slow delight. What is this beautiful massacre? A fundamental element of life? The gore to a cheesy movie or a guilty pleasure to psychopath?
By dmay on 01.16.2009
They run through your arms carrying life and blue blood and venom and disease. They are connected to the heart and run all day
By Hannah on 01.16.2009
Veins can be purple. They pump blood. If you cut a vein you are in big trouble. Some people say they would rather split a vein than clean a toilet. This is a little sick, but funny. Veins run t
By Paul on 01.16.2009
veins are disgusting, slimy, branches of flesh that inhabit every person’s body. horrid things that crawl beneath your skin, akin to worms. but they bring life. they bring oxygen.
By Kenjamin Lafayette on 01.16.2009
His veins bulged. He had always wanted bulging veins as a kid. He started working out in his mid-40s, and his veins started to bulge, but nobody really cared about that anymore, except when he went to donate blood.
By Scott on 01.16.2009
veins. They pump blood to and from my heart. A heart that once loved. A heart torn in two. My veins carry dirt now.
By unknown on 01.16.2009
i wish the veins in my feet were a wee bit warmer, because they are making my heart grow cold and brittle. ka-snap! there goes the good ol mitral valve, oh well!
By notemoreally on 01.16.2009
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By veins veins on 01.16.2009
can’t find them. stab again. and again. it hurts and i might pass out. giving blood. trying to help. but they just keep rolling around in my arm. needle stabbing, poking. rubber band hurting and then. as suddenly as it started. it’s over. blood gone. blood given. from my veins.
By K. Moyer on 01.16.2009
veins are bulging he is working out really hard his head feels like its going to explode but he knows if he leaves without knowing he counldnt go any further that there was room for improvement and so he will have failed so he keeps going and his veins hurt like everything else but he has to keep going
By tooooyota on 01.16.2009
long, you have to have them or you will obviously die, I am glad I have some, I think they are a good thing. I hope they never show up in my legs though, that would be sort of gross, vericose veins
By Ter on 01.16.2009
veins, the things that hold our blood inside ou bodies. The thin tubes that carry our life inside to every corner of our body. Without these tunnels, we would have no way of moving our life to our limbs so we can use them to do wonderful things.
By Will on 01.16.2009
I’m really tired of writing about viens. they should get something new up here. viens carry emotion, passion, and love…not just blood. They carry love to the heart to keep it alive. The only way to stop love is to stop the heart or viens. veins power all :D:D:D:D:D:D:D so yeah….no more viens on this website
By joseph on 01.16.2009
are in my leg and they want to travel throughout my body but i want them to stay right where they are no matter how long they are. I don’t care that they are long enough to go to the moon and back 100 times, it doesn’t matter to me if they create new capillaries when I gain weight. I wonder what they would do if they all became
By LadyHawk on 01.16.2009
my veins were pulsing and i didn’t know why. the doctor said to just keep holding onto the wheel and pull over safely. but i couldn’t. i couldn’t stop driving, i couldn’t get them off. they pulsed bigger and bluer the more time went on.
By lindsey on 01.16.2009
I look at him too much, I know I do. I have memorized the way he smooths the hair on the back of his head when he is thinking, the way the veins in his arms show if he is writing. I love the way his eyes squint if he doesn’t understand something, and the way he smiles with his eyes. I really shouldn’t look so much.
By Michelle on 01.16.2009
The city streets pout people into suburban houses, like a body trying to get rid of an illness. Moving through veins, people nod and approve of each other, but infect no other.
By Sam on 01.16.2009
the veins on the man’s face pulsed. His true anger blazed in his eyes. The last straw had finally broken the camel’s back.
“AAAARGH” he screamed at the little stuff cat
“WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME?”
By tagg on 01.16.2009
As I feel the force surging through me, with each pump delving further into my being… The energy swirls, filling my every being, particles… my mind, my soul, ever so present. Forgotten links of my vessel.
By Cryssi on 01.16.2009
veins like emo, cutting, the things i thought were terrifying when i was thirteen, now they’re melodramatic, we deal with our problems in other ways, sitting in a circle raise your hand if you’ve ever cut i hadn’t so i didn’t, one girl said once, but it hurt, and elyse laughed and said, that’s the point. she was so candid about it out there under the streetlights with the mosquitoes smiling bloody canyons in the veins of my legs. the scars on the insides of her thighs. she might as well have painted them on the sidewalk, for us all to see, like a map.
By sarah on 01.16.2009
blood, blue, black, what about it? blood and death. light and dark. scared and happy. scared. clowns. people lots of people. millions.
By mouse on 01.16.2009
There are veins in my arms, its creepy. Blue, red, whatever. Veins are how all life moves.
this is kinda boring, who writes about veins
I guess i do
By Aaron Zaidman on 01.16.2009
The needles penetrated the thin layering of skin which resided on my arm. My veins pulsated with pumping blood that would soon flee my body. This thought sickened me and I drifted off into unconsciousness. I saw my mother, as I had saw her when I was a young boy, and when she had loved me.
By arielle on 01.16.2009
the run through our body with blood flowing through the. the ensure that we are living cut one and you die you ruin the best thing you will ever have your life your world you life with another.
By im his and only his on 01.16.2009
rushing through my life tubes. gasoline for the human revenue machine. they keep me working. tubes. too many
By andre on 01.16.2009
as i open them it goes pretty smooth and it runs deep.
the flow is constant but it doesn’t scare me it just soothes
By jan carlo on 01.16.2009
what the hell is this shit i dont care who you are but this is total bullshit veins
By Cristian on 01.16.2009
my viens r bleeding with hope for the future, big veisn, bursting veins, blue red gushing my body m delivery sstem
By Chris on 01.16.2009
veins crisscross all of our bodies. they pump blood all over the place, they are like the superhighways of our bodies. Nothing truly special about the journey, just that life usually happens there, but the destinations are what we really care about. That is what veins are for. They are to remind us that the journeys are where life really happens, though we think of the destinations.
By Philip Daniels on 01.16.2009
By George on 01.16.2009
Blue green spidery things under the skin of your palms. They scare me. I don’t think I have as much blood flowing in my body as you do in your hands.
By T on 01.16.2009
veins are one of theoddest things i have ever seen really. they taint the skin with an odd blue color and pertrude from the skin… why? why cant they be secretl tucked away under our bodies rather than there for the word to see. And of all the colors of the world why blue? a color that is not necessarily associated with the human body. it is odd.
By carina on 01.16.2009
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.