I wash all the time. My hands are the most important. I wash while I cook, after I cook, after I eat, when I wake in the morning. It’s not a compulsion but a safety measure. Do you know how many children die each year from not being able to properly wash their hands? Too many.
Always wash to do. As soon as it’s all folded and put away, there’s new was to do in the laundry basket. My days and weeks are filled with wash. Oops, speaking of… better get to the wash!
i already wrote about wash. i need to wash. i need to have a shower. why do we wash? if no one washed then no one would be dirty. i can see my house from here.. thats because im sitting in it =P
Wash out, wash out. In rhythm, in sequence, up and down her hands moved. Restregando como con furia, dejaba que el color se desvaneciese dejando que todo fluyera a negro. Grises aguas se apegaban a sus manos cansadas.
This year I went to college, and I had to wash my clothes for the first time. I’d done every other part at home- the drying, folding, and putting away. I was just so nervous to actually wash my own clothes. I was terrified I’d screw it up. *Knock on wood* I haven’t done so yet.
wash my hair like you always do. it will never get clean. you should keep on washing. soap and soap and candy and hair and kisses and water and soap and water and a hug afterwards.
Sara didn’t know how many times she could wash her hands but today she was about to find out. She’d never gotten that much blood on them before and she didn’t have much time before they came home. She’d gotten over her blood issues long ago- blood was part of who she was now.
Wash in the bathtub or the shower. or wash dishes or wash your cats and dogs. wash your face and skin. wash in the sink. wash your clothes. Wash your hair. Washing makes you feel clean and fresh and new. Washing makes things smell great. Wash your floors
Every once and a while I need to wash myself clean, taking all of the grime that no longer serves me so I can move forward with a fresh perspective.
Yesterday, I started with my apartment. I cleaned, I vacuumed, I did laundry, I lit a candle, and could finally breathe. I still have so much to do, but this is a start.
what you do when you smell really bad, like really really bad, im not talking by todays standards but like ow they used to smell in like the 1500’s and shit. Like REALLY bad, so bad you would want to f**** puke just by walking by someone. So bad you literally think that person has died.
I needed to wash myself of this night but I didn’t think I could do it. I was still too shocked. I had killed a man in almost cold blood, which was something that was bound to stay with someone until they died. Washing myself of tonight was going to be far more difficult than anything I had ever done before.
wash
wash abash
wash away
some sins
they once said
but in my head
what I heard
Was wash away
your self
and have no personality
think not for yourself
but for your imaginary friend
as far as i know they call that having split personalities.
wash you hands before eating and wash your feet before going to sleep. i hate thursday nights in dubai because that means i have to wash my clothes which i hate doing. i also hate washing dishes but i love washing parts of my body.
i washed my hair
full of your beautiful thoughts
though i did not forget you
you still glittered in my heart
your smell still touched my nouse
you hands still hugged me
i washed my hair.
i washed my hair full with your beautiful minds
though i did not forget you
your image still glitters in front of me
your voice sitll warms my ears
i washed my hair.
How long will it take to wash the images from my mind? The blood….it stains the memory like it stains a white bed-sheet. I know I’ll never be the same. I feel ruined…and angry about it.
Wash. Wash yourself clean. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in life, and I’ve accidentally hurt a lot of people. It’s a consequence of living by your own rules though; you never quite know the consequences. I wonder if its possible to wash it all away though. To completely, 100% start from scratch. I promise I’ll play fair this time
When da rain poUrs it wasHes awy awl my misEry, pain nd terrOrs excEpt for one…
da fear fOr get drOwned!
I often dream dt Itx raining so hEavily… wd bright thUnders all over da sky…. ppl running anxiOusly to gEt a shElter… childRen crying for da lOSt parents… nd MysElf… Yelling nd scReaming wd despair nd hOrror, waTching my hOme devastated nd brOken !!
She scrubbed in the river, it was old clothes, Arthur’s old stuff that was black now and frayed. Bits of it tore off into the water. He was in the water too, somewhere, gone.
She looked at the piles of laundry that has piles up. The wash is very overwhelming for her. She will never finish it in on day. How could they not help her throughout all this.
Washout. Like faded jeans, things in front of her started to fade, to white, to the horizon, into the distance. Repeated rubbing, stroking, made the colour fade away.
the washing machine was ;pud in the small wooden home that we lived in. Bmp, Thump bump Thump would it ever stop. Outside the willow in front, by billy was wailing for he had not said that he would leave it but eventually, he would…
If I wash away the thought of you, purge the image of your touch; if I melt the likeness of your smile into a puddle of nothing, crush the days in your gaze into a powder fine as dust; if I dismantle the monument of your voice and scatter the stones across the desert, will I be free?
“Do whatever you want! But don’t wash her – she doesn’t know that!” My brother yelled these words when I left him, taking his four year old daughter with me.
I like to wash a lot, mainly because I’m Mexican but also because I work a very physically laboring job that causes me to sweat. I hate sweating but I know it’s part of working hard. Hence, why I like to wash so much. I wish washing products weren’t so expensive.
‘Kathy,I hope this will wash ashore to you,’he wrote,’I may never ever get to be with you ever again.As far as I know,I am forever stuck here,and can’t escape.But know this.I love you.I tried stopping.I tried pretending I don’t.But my soul only feels complete when I let myself admit to myself that I totally 100% adore you.Kathy,loving you is the only thing keeping me going.” Andy rolle the paper up and put it into the bottle and corked it .He threw into the empty ocean and hoped beyond hope.
he felt the feeeling of lust wash over him,”it is not me,it is your own desires that are to blame,”the succumbus whispered,”you can’t con an honest man,”it said as rubbed his groin,touched chest to chest,and gently kissed his ear.he reached for the talisman,hoping it wasn’t already too late.
She carefully folds the clothes after the wash.
She’s beautiful.
Hair in place, graceful build, and a winning smile.
She’s much more than someone who does the laundry.
I wash all the time. My hands are the most important. I wash while I cook, after I cook, after I eat, when I wake in the morning. It’s not a compulsion but a safety measure. Do you know how many children die each year from not being able to properly wash their hands? Too many.
wash it alllllllll away. duh. yeah. i should wash more often…
clear mind. waves. the ocean.
silence.
Always wash to do. As soon as it’s all folded and put away, there’s new was to do in the laundry basket. My days and weeks are filled with wash. Oops, speaking of… better get to the wash!
i already wrote about wash. i need to wash. i need to have a shower. why do we wash? if no one washed then no one would be dirty. i can see my house from here.. thats because im sitting in it =P
Wash out, wash out. In rhythm, in sequence, up and down her hands moved. Restregando como con furia, dejaba que el color se desvaneciese dejando que todo fluyera a negro. Grises aguas se apegaban a sus manos cansadas.
That’s exactly what I should be doing, washing the dishes. The kitchen is a mess right now, and the rest of the house doesn’t look much better.
wash.
clean
i wish i still were
i wish i hadnt made choices i did
i wish i could take the past six months back
but i cant.
This year I went to college, and I had to wash my clothes for the first time. I’d done every other part at home- the drying, folding, and putting away. I was just so nervous to actually wash my own clothes. I was terrified I’d screw it up. *Knock on wood* I haven’t done so yet.
wash wash wash white clean and fresh and it will be ok. it always makes everything better.i forget sad things…but then i have to do some ironing
To wash is never a job I wanted to do, I only do this if it’s necessary and if it’s a must, that’s all.
wash my hair like you always do. it will never get clean. you should keep on washing. soap and soap and candy and hair and kisses and water and soap and water and a hug afterwards.
Sara didn’t know how many times she could wash her hands but today she was about to find out. She’d never gotten that much blood on them before and she didn’t have much time before they came home. She’d gotten over her blood issues long ago- blood was part of who she was now.
Wash in the bathtub or the shower. or wash dishes or wash your cats and dogs. wash your face and skin. wash in the sink. wash your clothes. Wash your hair. Washing makes you feel clean and fresh and new. Washing makes things smell great. Wash your floors
Every once and a while I need to wash myself clean, taking all of the grime that no longer serves me so I can move forward with a fresh perspective.
Yesterday, I started with my apartment. I cleaned, I vacuumed, I did laundry, I lit a candle, and could finally breathe. I still have so much to do, but this is a start.
what you do when you smell really bad, like really really bad, im not talking by todays standards but like ow they used to smell in like the 1500’s and shit. Like REALLY bad, so bad you would want to f**** puke just by walking by someone. So bad you literally think that person has died.
Wash the car. Wash the dog. Clean. Soap. Water. Shower. Wash your hair. Employees must wash hands before returning to work.
I needed to wash myself of this night but I didn’t think I could do it. I was still too shocked. I had killed a man in almost cold blood, which was something that was bound to stay with someone until they died. Washing myself of tonight was going to be far more difficult than anything I had ever done before.
wash
wash abash
wash away
some sins
they once said
but in my head
what I heard
Was wash away
your self
and have no personality
think not for yourself
but for your imaginary friend
as far as i know they call that having split personalities.
wash you hands before eating and wash your feet before going to sleep. i hate thursday nights in dubai because that means i have to wash my clothes which i hate doing. i also hate washing dishes but i love washing parts of my body.
i washed my hair
full of your beautiful thoughts
though i did not forget you
you still glittered in my heart
your smell still touched my nouse
you hands still hugged me
i washed my hair.
i washed my hair full with your beautiful minds
though i did not forget you
your image still glitters in front of me
your voice sitll warms my ears
i washed my hair.
How long will it take to wash the images from my mind? The blood….it stains the memory like it stains a white bed-sheet. I know I’ll never be the same. I feel ruined…and angry about it.
Wash. Wash yourself clean. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in life, and I’ve accidentally hurt a lot of people. It’s a consequence of living by your own rules though; you never quite know the consequences. I wonder if its possible to wash it all away though. To completely, 100% start from scratch. I promise I’ll play fair this time
When da rain poUrs it wasHes awy awl my misEry, pain nd terrOrs excEpt for one…
da fear fOr get drOwned!
I often dream dt Itx raining so hEavily… wd bright thUnders all over da sky…. ppl running anxiOusly to gEt a shElter… childRen crying for da lOSt parents… nd MysElf… Yelling nd scReaming wd despair nd hOrror, waTching my hOme devastated nd brOken !!
She scrubbed in the river, it was old clothes, Arthur’s old stuff that was black now and frayed. Bits of it tore off into the water. He was in the water too, somewhere, gone.
Wash away the tears and pick me up. Hold me to the light and breathe new life into me. I am new again. I am whole. I am.
She looked at the piles of laundry that has piles up. The wash is very overwhelming for her. She will never finish it in on day. How could they not help her throughout all this.
Washout. Like faded jeans, things in front of her started to fade, to white, to the horizon, into the distance. Repeated rubbing, stroking, made the colour fade away.
I wash my cat of the grime that he is covered in in his romp outside the house. he was black and brown all over. And normally he is white.
wash away the trash. bring in new beginnings. wash your feet from the places youve already been, and prep them for the places you will go.
rubber duckie, you’re the one….you make bathtime so much fun. rubber duckie i’m especially fond of you!
the washing machine was ;pud in the small wooden home that we lived in. Bmp, Thump bump Thump would it ever stop. Outside the willow in front, by billy was wailing for he had not said that he would leave it but eventually, he would…
If I wash away the thought of you, purge the image of your touch; if I melt the likeness of your smile into a puddle of nothing, crush the days in your gaze into a powder fine as dust; if I dismantle the monument of your voice and scatter the stones across the desert, will I be free?
“Do whatever you want! But don’t wash her – she doesn’t know that!” My brother yelled these words when I left him, taking his four year old daughter with me.
I like to wash a lot, mainly because I’m Mexican but also because I work a very physically laboring job that causes me to sweat. I hate sweating but I know it’s part of working hard. Hence, why I like to wash so much. I wish washing products weren’t so expensive.
‘Kathy,I hope this will wash ashore to you,’he wrote,’I may never ever get to be with you ever again.As far as I know,I am forever stuck here,and can’t escape.But know this.I love you.I tried stopping.I tried pretending I don’t.But my soul only feels complete when I let myself admit to myself that I totally 100% adore you.Kathy,loving you is the only thing keeping me going.” Andy rolle the paper up and put it into the bottle and corked it .He threw into the empty ocean and hoped beyond hope.
he felt the feeeling of lust wash over him,”it is not me,it is your own desires that are to blame,”the succumbus whispered,”you can’t con an honest man,”it said as rubbed his groin,touched chest to chest,and gently kissed his ear.he reached for the talisman,hoping it wasn’t already too late.
The lamp sat there sneering at the rope, on and off. So the rope dropped down to the ground. It didn’t want to hang around anymore. Wash.
my hands? how often? I contacted hapatites once because i hadnțt wash my hands.
Washing machines are trustworthy …
She carefully folds the clothes after the wash.
She’s beautiful.
Hair in place, graceful build, and a winning smile.
She’s much more than someone who does the laundry.