Is sometimes pretty and interesting, why wallpaper? thats just really random i’m confused as to what to say :O Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm walllllpaper, oh durex dog :D
the wallpaper was five layers thick, each layer like skin from a previous life: the baby paper with bunnies and umbrellas, pony carts… the striped paper of subtle colours… paper layers
my current wallpaper is a picture of a guy with a gun. it’s one of my favorite photos on my photography portfolio. it’s also a representation of the popular game Counter Strike.
The wallpaper peeling off the walls.
My glance at the wallpaper seemingly disgusted.
But really looking at it as a glimpse of the past.
That wallpaper had been on those walls forever.
goes on the wall so that your walls look nicer also easier to paint on depending how you look at it comes in handy but everyone has it which is weird but doesnt do anythin as such weird.
What is one person’s dream is another person’s nightmare. I bought a house one with peeling ugly wallpaper and was obliged to replace it rather than do without. I thought I did fairly well as the wallpaper became my pallet to choose colors for the rest of the house.
I hate wallpaper. I hate hate hate wallpaper. Sure it looks attractive at the time, but then after ten years those dirty vertical stripes with large rainbow colored flowers just aren’t in style anymore. So you leave it up for a few years til it drives you bad, and when you try to take it off it chips off. Or strips, and destroys your wall. Wallpaper is the enemy.
i dont remember the last time i saw some really crzy wallpaper. i always love the weird prints and paisleys, gold flecks, felt. it chips and peels, a ton of work to deal with. i dont have any wall
I stood staring at the damp peeling wallpaper. This was what was left of our home, the place where we became a family. The Storm had taken everything from us. I couldn’t even begin to comprehend how we would begin to put our lives back together
cover up the cracks in the wall. don’t worry about actually fixing the problem, just plaster a smile or some make up on and maybe it’ll go away. it really won’t though
the wallpaper olokks good on the wall it has a preety color and i bought from home depot the dude told me 2 buy it because it goes with the carpet and i agree it really does but my childre
Once, I decided to take the wallpaper off the walls of my apartment. Big mistake. Now I have a lease that’s ending soon and I can’t get most of the shit to come off. It wouldn’t be so bad, except there are two layers of paper and they’re both terrible. Really bad circa 1984 I’m pretty sure.
Hot summer days were spent standing on a ladder removing wallpaper from the dining room walls. This is what my mother thought we should do before we engaged in any fun activities. I was dreaming about the pool in our neighbor’s pool while beads of sweat poured down my face, the blade pressed against the wall, pulling off the damned paper.
Wallpaper is freaking amazing! if it wasnt for wall paper there would be no walls, only paper. and you cant live in paper boxes can you? didn’t think so. hell yeah for wallpaper.
He had red curly hair tied back and he was drunk. He stood next to me and didn’t notice that I was there and he sang along to the most beautiful song in the world in a voice that I never expected. Holding my boyfriend’s hand and feeling his heart beat with mine – that wasn’t the best part.
It was him, his voice and his passion. Fuck those watercolours that we allow to run in the rain.
I put up a fake front. I hide my heartache, pain, sorrow, despair. I smile while inside I break down. All you see is my facade. My fake front. All you see is my wallpaper. You don’t know the real me.
Wallpapers often showcase a person’s personality, their likes, their loves. Whether it be a picture of their boyfriend, their mom, their dog, or just some random pic off of photobucket, it shows somehting about the person.
It crept down the wall like grandma creeping down the hall. It covered the bare wood like my skin covered my wood. And from whence did it come? No one knew but all wanted to find out.
The wallpaper was a dingy grey in the corners, but faded where the light from the sun had faded it gradually over the years, casting an unkempt, unloved feeling about the room.
wallpaper, whats the point to that? a few years and you will have to rip it off because you dont like it or its “out of fashion” joy to ripping it off haaa its stuck to the wall like some evil glue, whole family can get involved though, those woodchipping ones are the best though, soul searching stuff!
I used to play The Sims a lot as a child, and one of the easiest things to customize was the wallpaper of each room. Perfect designs already painted without mar or effort. Truth be told, I never paid much attention to the wallpapers–as long as they matched the carpets or tiles, I was fine. In retrospect, they held more personality than I initially imagined.
When I was little, I always wanted to help paint, but was never allowed to. I thought that I could be the greatest artist in the world, and that painting would be the coolest thing. I am 16 now and realize that painting an entire house sucks.
Stop giving me wallpaper. Why do you keep giving me wallpaper? I refresh, and refresh, and refresh, searching for a more inspiring word. Wallpaper comes back at me, over, and over. Nothing but wallpaper, blank, plastering over everything else. Hiding all. Wallpaper, wallpaper. That’s all I get. Why do you only give me wallpaper? Why won’t you give me anything else?
walpaper great i love it i put in my desktop, i think is a good way to evade myself to another world or if i like this it’s not just because i love ok
Is sometimes pretty and interesting, why wallpaper? thats just really random i’m confused as to what to say :O Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm walllllpaper, oh durex dog :D
the wallpaper was five layers thick, each layer like skin from a previous life: the baby paper with bunnies and umbrellas, pony carts… the striped paper of subtle colours… paper layers
my current wallpaper is a picture of a guy with a gun. it’s one of my favorite photos on my photography portfolio. it’s also a representation of the popular game Counter Strike.
The wallpaper peeling off the walls.
My glance at the wallpaper seemingly disgusted.
But really looking at it as a glimpse of the past.
That wallpaper had been on those walls forever.
goes on the wall so that your walls look nicer also easier to paint on depending how you look at it comes in handy but everyone has it which is weird but doesnt do anythin as such weird.
What is one person’s dream is another person’s nightmare. I bought a house one with peeling ugly wallpaper and was obliged to replace it rather than do without. I thought I did fairly well as the wallpaper became my pallet to choose colors for the rest of the house.
wallpaper creeped off the walls like dust. each layer revealing another secret of the family. another story left untold.
i feel dark with no feelings like bat hanging from the roof of the cave anly watchng at complete drkness surrounded by many but thinking on one
I hate wallpaper. I hate hate hate wallpaper. Sure it looks attractive at the time, but then after ten years those dirty vertical stripes with large rainbow colored flowers just aren’t in style anymore. So you leave it up for a few years til it drives you bad, and when you try to take it off it chips off. Or strips, and destroys your wall. Wallpaper is the enemy.
i dont remember the last time i saw some really crzy wallpaper. i always love the weird prints and paisleys, gold flecks, felt. it chips and peels, a ton of work to deal with. i dont have any wall
I stood staring at the damp peeling wallpaper. This was what was left of our home, the place where we became a family. The Storm had taken everything from us. I couldn’t even begin to comprehend how we would begin to put our lives back together
cover up the cracks in the wall. don’t worry about actually fixing the problem, just plaster a smile or some make up on and maybe it’ll go away. it really won’t though
wallpaper
on the wall of my mother’s bedroom. peeling in the corner. rfoses and daffodils. quaint.
panorama of my quarters,
thank God i’ve kept this beauty in order-
Wallpaper. It’s… always ugly and peeling. Always? Yeah, pretty much. Classy folks have painted walls.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen wallpaper outside of a mobile home… or my parent’s bathroom…
The wallpaper covered the floor and the dust floated slowly until it settled amongst the paper, only to be kicked up again by the dog.
the wallpaper olokks good on the wall it has a preety color and i bought from home depot the dude told me 2 buy it because it goes with the carpet and i agree it really does but my childre
our memories of the past
stained wallpaper on my heart
liquid sadness upon my face
pooling on the floor
Once, I decided to take the wallpaper off the walls of my apartment. Big mistake. Now I have a lease that’s ending soon and I can’t get most of the shit to come off. It wouldn’t be so bad, except there are two layers of paper and they’re both terrible. Really bad circa 1984 I’m pretty sure.
Hot summer days were spent standing on a ladder removing wallpaper from the dining room walls. This is what my mother thought we should do before we engaged in any fun activities. I was dreaming about the pool in our neighbor’s pool while beads of sweat poured down my face, the blade pressed against the wall, pulling off the damned paper.
your kitchen has the nstiest, floral wallpaper. take it off, grandma.
the perks of being a wallflower!
paper
floral
vintage
my bathroom
old buildings
old times
pictures
too many things in my head at once ahhhhh
vinegar
water
scraper
old cameras
As she stared at the wallpaper her dead daughter picked out she could only try to hold back tears
Wallpaper is freaking amazing! if it wasnt for wall paper there would be no walls, only paper. and you cant live in paper boxes can you? didn’t think so. hell yeah for wallpaper.
He had red curly hair tied back and he was drunk. He stood next to me and didn’t notice that I was there and he sang along to the most beautiful song in the world in a voice that I never expected. Holding my boyfriend’s hand and feeling his heart beat with mine – that wasn’t the best part.
It was him, his voice and his passion. Fuck those watercolours that we allow to run in the rain.
the room’s wall breath in…andout..and in.My head spins.trouble..nothing but trouble.
wallpapers cover up secrects left in the walls of your room
I put up a fake front. I hide my heartache, pain, sorrow, despair. I smile while inside I break down. All you see is my facade. My fake front. All you see is my wallpaper. You don’t know the real me.
Wallpapers often showcase a person’s personality, their likes, their loves. Whether it be a picture of their boyfriend, their mom, their dog, or just some random pic off of photobucket, it shows somehting about the person.
It crept down the wall like grandma creeping down the hall. It covered the bare wood like my skin covered my wood. And from whence did it come? No one knew but all wanted to find out.
The wallpaper was a dingy grey in the corners, but faded where the light from the sun had faded it gradually over the years, casting an unkempt, unloved feeling about the room.
wallpaper, whats the point to that? a few years and you will have to rip it off because you dont like it or its “out of fashion” joy to ripping it off haaa its stuck to the wall like some evil glue, whole family can get involved though, those woodchipping ones are the best though, soul searching stuff!
wallpaper? plain, floral, theyre all sticky and annoying to put up anyways..
I used to play The Sims a lot as a child, and one of the easiest things to customize was the wallpaper of each room. Perfect designs already painted without mar or effort. Truth be told, I never paid much attention to the wallpapers–as long as they matched the carpets or tiles, I was fine. In retrospect, they held more personality than I initially imagined.
Wallpaper…
Patterns so good you can lick
Some make you think of old ladies
Or old houses
Or mold…
Stripey, flowery, fruity…
A little bit of whoever stuck it on there…
Peeling, yellowing, fading
Or bright brand new blue for boy babies…
When I was little, I always wanted to help paint, but was never allowed to. I thought that I could be the greatest artist in the world, and that painting would be the coolest thing. I am 16 now and realize that painting an entire house sucks.
Stop giving me wallpaper. Why do you keep giving me wallpaper? I refresh, and refresh, and refresh, searching for a more inspiring word. Wallpaper comes back at me, over, and over. Nothing but wallpaper, blank, plastering over everything else. Hiding all. Wallpaper, wallpaper. That’s all I get. Why do you only give me wallpaper? Why won’t you give me anything else?