what can you see wheever your computer is turning on
you ca n always modify it how ever you want to ,lots of wallpapers are available on many sites, it’s fun and sometimes can be interactiveyou can
The color of your walls can say a lot. It can say what you’ve done, where you’ve been or who you even are. And sometimes, it can tell stories about things that you never even think about anymore. It’s something that we don’t give a lot of credit, but it’s something that should at least be appreciated.
i don’t have any wallpaper in my house but i think we used to. all our walls are painted. but we do have panels in one of our rooms. actually it’s the one i’m sitting in now. i think wallpaper is sort of ugly actually, i mean, what’s wrong with just painting the wall? wallpaper peels too much and it doesn’t look very nice.
I have a wallpaper as my background on my computer. What? I don’t know. that didn’t make any sense. I’m really confused at the moment. My neck hurts and the word wallpaper is ugly. It reminds me of that gross stuff they use to put it up. It smells really bad. I remember when I was a little girl I’d walk in and my father would be using that stuff and I’d just get a headache. It smelled so bad. I didn’t like the smell of it at all.
The stuff i helped my mother put up on our walls with a paste she boiled on the stove. It smelled for weeks afterward, but the walls were pretty. My mother was very artistic and the seams were perfect.
It’s a delicate process, re-modeling these old homes in a manner that makes them appear realistic enough for the tourists. You have to recreate the processes, no shortcuts. And thus wallpapering is the worst of all: spread a thin coat of paint, paste the sheet, on repeat until you could believe Martha Washington had overseen the process.
is ugly and sticky and can cause divorce if done in a small bathroom with a married couple, so be careful to pick wallpaper u like so you can keep it for a long long time..
I like wallpaper. I remember picking out a wallpaper for my bedroom. It had three leaf clovers and I th ought it looked really nice. I matched the carpet with the green in the wallpaper. I think wallpaper makes a room look nice.
The girl stared at the corner of the tearing wallpaper. Faded flowers, unattractive paisley, the musty smell of years of memories…She reached toward the wall and pulled the corner toward the floor. Good bye memories.
The wallpaper was ripped and faded. It was obvious that the house had not had life in it for decades. The pair of cops slowly made their way through the living room.
I love old wallpaper. Wallpaper of tiny floweres thta fi the kiechen style to the T, buinot the wa,llpaper tha’s comeing down inthe barthrrom. I knew it would, but hhtat’s to problem now. I enned to have it replaced. rEally, soon.
The wallpaper looked ill, as if it were about to vomit onto the carpet. Still, they decided to leave it up. For decades. Once you commit to a decision like that, there’s no turning back; to admit you were wrong is to admit weakness of mind.
Covers the walls. Sometimes they’re tacky, and sometimes they’re outdated. Who invented it, I wonder? I mean paint seems more fun, and you can do what you want with a room. But, who wouldn’t want Scooby-Doo 800 times on your walls? Or 1,000 baskets of the same fruit? Sounds fun at first, but I bet it gets old.
was peeling off the dingy walls and mold was showing itself through expose recesses of drywall. the solo drip of the faucet in the bathroom echoed through the poorly lit room and at that moment she finally went crazy.
I love to peel wallpaper off the walls. There is nothing better than having a spray bottle full of liquid fabric softener, watch it fall down the walls and absorb into the paper and then peel it off in long strips.
I don’t really like wallpaper I rather just have paint on the wall, and for design just use a sponge or something funky. Or maybe I just hate the wallpaper in my house…….
its soo pretty like flowers and the different desiigns we have at out house.Wallpapers give our home character without it the house would look really boring.Wall paper can be used in bathrooms to add light depending on the color you choose
i used to hate wallpaper. i thought it was boring. but one day when i have my own house, i know for a fact i will be using wall paper in some rooms. cool vintage prints and patterns. i’ve decided i like floral prints. i like wallpaper after all. just like how i thought i hated scrunchies but i really don’t.
i hate it
never seen it but i hate it
it seems like hard work
hard, messy work
hard, messy, frustrating work
hard, messy, frustrating, , tiresome work.
The wallpaper was cracked and peeling in places. Roaches scuttled across the floor. The room stank of mildew and baser filth never properly cleaned up. He immediately rejected his body’s idea to vomit, carrying his little brother to the one and only bed.
I looked up at the wall, covered in its disgusting, orange-ish colored wallpaper.
Earlier that morning, I had seen the beautiful wall for what it was. It used to be creamy eggshell white, almost a yellowish color. But now, the bitch had covered it with this disgusting sienna.
I was absolutely mortified. I would also be one to blame, as I helped put it up, but couldn’t there have been better taste? This was my father’s wall, and she had ruined it.
blue wall paper. walls white walls ceiling. empty house. colorful carpet. no wallpaper. tacky. wallpaper. spelled wrong. no wallpaper in my house. thoughtful. pictures. classic . old. antique.
The wallpaper looked nice today. The dirt and grime and dust had been licked off by the new dog. Whenever I saw that dog I cried. His life was so limited. It would end in the next fifteen years.
wallpaper peels off the walls at grandma and grandpas house in the bathroom above the bath where we used to take baths and have battles on ships with plastic animals, then the wallpaper was covwered up with some new atuff and didnt peel anymore
and it’s like a rough, paper something, broken and forgotten. ancient tales it shows, stick the walls and our lives. posters. on the screen it’s just telling how you feel.
The perks of being a wallflower. The wall paper in my friend’s house is ridiculous. I didn’t think anyone still had the audacity to have that sort of thing on their walls still today. Flat, sticky, Willy wonka. Snausberries.
the wallpaper was anything but yellow
the colors swirled into a dizzying display
of yesterday and tomorrow
making it so hard to concentrate on today
she opened her book and tried to read
but the sea of colors called to her
beckoned her from her reprieve
and shook her to her very core
reminding her of her own rainbow inside
reminding her to no longer hide
the beautiful strands of red and gold
the echoing song of hope
and the memory of everything
she had every been
and the potential of all
that she could be
These green layers throughout my home,
Wishing I’d never been so boneless.
If I were to know what wood holds inside,
then I could empty out the hollow confides.
When walking down the hallway of flowers,
Furthest away I’ve ever been from lonely.
what can you see wheever your computer is turning on
you ca n always modify it how ever you want to ,lots of wallpapers are available on many sites, it’s fun and sometimes can be interactiveyou can
The color of your walls can say a lot. It can say what you’ve done, where you’ve been or who you even are. And sometimes, it can tell stories about things that you never even think about anymore. It’s something that we don’t give a lot of credit, but it’s something that should at least be appreciated.
i don’t have any wallpaper in my house but i think we used to. all our walls are painted. but we do have panels in one of our rooms. actually it’s the one i’m sitting in now. i think wallpaper is sort of ugly actually, i mean, what’s wrong with just painting the wall? wallpaper peels too much and it doesn’t look very nice.
I have a wallpaper as my background on my computer. What? I don’t know. that didn’t make any sense. I’m really confused at the moment. My neck hurts and the word wallpaper is ugly. It reminds me of that gross stuff they use to put it up. It smells really bad. I remember when I was a little girl I’d walk in and my father would be using that stuff and I’d just get a headache. It smelled so bad. I didn’t like the smell of it at all.
Something I put on my computer’s desktop to make it pretty!
The stuff i helped my mother put up on our walls with a paste she boiled on the stove. It smelled for weeks afterward, but the walls were pretty. My mother was very artistic and the seams were perfect.
It’s a delicate process, re-modeling these old homes in a manner that makes them appear realistic enough for the tourists. You have to recreate the processes, no shortcuts. And thus wallpapering is the worst of all: spread a thin coat of paint, paste the sheet, on repeat until you could believe Martha Washington had overseen the process.
is ugly and sticky and can cause divorce if done in a small bathroom with a married couple, so be careful to pick wallpaper u like so you can keep it for a long long time..
I like wallpaper. I remember picking out a wallpaper for my bedroom. It had three leaf clovers and I th ought it looked really nice. I matched the carpet with the green in the wallpaper. I think wallpaper makes a room look nice.
The girl stared at the corner of the tearing wallpaper. Faded flowers, unattractive paisley, the musty smell of years of memories…She reached toward the wall and pulled the corner toward the floor. Good bye memories.
disgusting.ducks crack crackpot theory. plasticky. fake. the wind blows in the wallpapery trees. sexless. helpless. plastered. dead. covering. everything. victorian dinner parties. lavish synthetic. the end.
I really have nothing to say about wall paper
The wallpaper was ripped and faded. It was obvious that the house had not had life in it for decades. The pair of cops slowly made their way through the living room.
I love old wallpaper. Wallpaper of tiny floweres thta fi the kiechen style to the T, buinot the wa,llpaper tha’s comeing down inthe barthrrom. I knew it would, but hhtat’s to problem now. I enned to have it replaced. rEally, soon.
green
The wallpaper looked ill, as if it were about to vomit onto the carpet. Still, they decided to leave it up. For decades. Once you commit to a decision like that, there’s no turning back; to admit you were wrong is to admit weakness of mind.
Covers the walls. Sometimes they’re tacky, and sometimes they’re outdated. Who invented it, I wonder? I mean paint seems more fun, and you can do what you want with a room. But, who wouldn’t want Scooby-Doo 800 times on your walls? Or 1,000 baskets of the same fruit? Sounds fun at first, but I bet it gets old.
in spite of you and jane.
was peeling off the dingy walls and mold was showing itself through expose recesses of drywall. the solo drip of the faucet in the bathroom echoed through the poorly lit room and at that moment she finally went crazy.
i love wallpaper it has many uses that dont have anything to do with walls!use your imagination!!!
I love to peel wallpaper off the walls. There is nothing better than having a spray bottle full of liquid fabric softener, watch it fall down the walls and absorb into the paper and then peel it off in long strips.
I don’t really like wallpaper I rather just have paint on the wall, and for design just use a sponge or something funky. Or maybe I just hate the wallpaper in my house…….
its soo pretty like flowers and the different desiigns we have at out house.Wallpapers give our home character without it the house would look really boring.Wall paper can be used in bathrooms to add light depending on the color you choose
i used to hate wallpaper. i thought it was boring. but one day when i have my own house, i know for a fact i will be using wall paper in some rooms. cool vintage prints and patterns. i’ve decided i like floral prints. i like wallpaper after all. just like how i thought i hated scrunchies but i really don’t.
i hate it
never seen it but i hate it
it seems like hard work
hard, messy work
hard, messy, frustrating work
hard, messy, frustrating, , tiresome work.
The wallpaper was cracked and peeling in places. Roaches scuttled across the floor. The room stank of mildew and baser filth never properly cleaned up. He immediately rejected his body’s idea to vomit, carrying his little brother to the one and only bed.
I looked up at the wall, covered in its disgusting, orange-ish colored wallpaper.
Earlier that morning, I had seen the beautiful wall for what it was. It used to be creamy eggshell white, almost a yellowish color. But now, the bitch had covered it with this disgusting sienna.
I was absolutely mortified. I would also be one to blame, as I helped put it up, but couldn’t there have been better taste? This was my father’s wall, and she had ruined it.
seemless. rippled pattern of vintage flowers irregularity but flowing. you’re wallpaper mark of a paSt part of me like the color on my walllls
blue wall paper. walls white walls ceiling. empty house. colorful carpet. no wallpaper. tacky. wallpaper. spelled wrong. no wallpaper in my house. thoughtful. pictures. classic . old. antique.
The wallpaper looked nice today. The dirt and grime and dust had been licked off by the new dog. Whenever I saw that dog I cried. His life was so limited. It would end in the next fifteen years.
who is this on my wallpaper? this is not me….how, when, what, where, why?
htyjhty
jan er hommi
wallpaper peels off the walls at grandma and grandpas house in the bathroom above the bath where we used to take baths and have battles on ships with plastic animals, then the wallpaper was covwered up with some new atuff and didnt peel anymore
and it’s like a rough, paper something, broken and forgotten. ancient tales it shows, stick the walls and our lives. posters. on the screen it’s just telling how you feel.
patterns and paste, a page out of a book… pretty pictures, dramatic statements designer
The perks of being a wallflower. The wall paper in my friend’s house is ridiculous. I didn’t think anyone still had the audacity to have that sort of thing on their walls still today. Flat, sticky, Willy wonka. Snausberries.
the wallpaper was anything but yellow
the colors swirled into a dizzying display
of yesterday and tomorrow
making it so hard to concentrate on today
she opened her book and tried to read
but the sea of colors called to her
beckoned her from her reprieve
and shook her to her very core
reminding her of her own rainbow inside
reminding her to no longer hide
the beautiful strands of red and gold
the echoing song of hope
and the memory of everything
she had every been
and the potential of all
that she could be
Still looking for which totally reflects my soul
These green layers throughout my home,
Wishing I’d never been so boneless.
If I were to know what wood holds inside,
then I could empty out the hollow confides.
When walking down the hallway of flowers,
Furthest away I’ve ever been from lonely.