we met this way, accidentaly. it was a beautiful day, rainy, just the way I like. I bumped into him on my way to the theatre where I used to work at. my raincoat was of no use.
i feel as if the act of loving me was accidental for him. He was a mess of love and hurt, he needed someone love him.So i accidentally fell in complete and utter love with him.
I came upon you by accident, scrolling through the pages of life, a skip and a swipe to the right, when all of a sudden I saw myself reflected in your aviators, and accidentally and immediately fell in love
Of course, falling into the abyss of your surface was not intended. How can one choose to destroy all possible ground on which to stand and walk? But now, here I am, here we are, dancing with the consequence of that stumble.
When Alex opened the door and flashed his usual smile, Darren’s stomach fluttered and his throat closed. He tried to smile back and breathe normally as he stepped indoors. This was all wrong. Alex was supposed to be someone to play video games and football with until school started. Darren cursed because somewhere along the way he’d tripped into love and discovered he was gay.
It was not an accidental thing that we are all on this planet in this galaxy in this Universe together. And we are ll to make this life the best it can be and that is up to you whether you want to live out loud or not.
“It was accidental, I promise.” Trish said with tears in her eyes.
“It’s OK, I know it was. I could never stay mad at you, your my best friend.” said Kinsley, then pulled her into a tight reassuring hug.
He died on a Tuesday from an accidental overdose. I didn’t even know he was into drugs. We all thought maybe he tried heroin when we first heard but it was actually sleeping pills mixed with alcohol.
I accidentally fell asleep at work. I wish. I would like to. One more day then we have a 5 day weekend. That is exciting. One more hour of work to get through – then one more day. Then vacation. It is no accident I am happy about it. Not sure if this even makes sense.
Accidental. I think a lot of accidental things have happened this year and somehow gotten me where I am today. It’s interesting to think how other people’s mistakes have affected my life so acutely.
We met by accident. I got to become very familiar with your idiosyncrasies, your quaint preferences, the way you said things that made little sense to others who hadn’t ever been around you.
If you think about it, so many things in life can be considered accidental. Fate is, in some sense, accidental, even. But when human intentions mar the beauty of the predestined nature of life, when people start to cover up things that really matter..
that’s when we ruin the meaning of the word accidental.
It was an accidental relationship. She hadn’t meant for it to turn out like this. One mishap, and suddenly she was head over heels with this woman she hardly even knew. Hell, she hadn’t even known she was gay until a few months ago.
“Georgia, Georgia…” She thought to herself. “Why do you always get yourself into problems like these?”
It had all started about three weeks ago. Georgia had painfully pulled herself out of bed towards the kitchen, with one thought on her mind.
“Coffee.”
She lent against the kitchen bench in her pajamas, loving the feel of the early sun on her freckled face. She twisted a single strand of curly hair around her finger as she waited for her coffee to brew.
The pot finished, and she half ran towards the tantalizing promise of pure caffeine that was sure to wake her up.
It was accidental, the car crash they said. But I knew it was no accident. Liquor on their lips, and heroin in their bloodstream. That car crash was planned. Their suicide. Their love for one another too strong to live amongst the human beings on this planet. They drove high on coke and heroin, drunk off cheap liquor, not born to be on this planet, or in this universe.
somehow you had to fall in the middle of my cosmos and a string from the bottom of my existence attached to your spine and i cannot explain why. why were we drawn together and wrapped in each other’s weave of cosmos and why did we started falling apart when we moved. don’t ask me why. let’s call it accidental.
it was purely accidentally. the way it felt like the string on my left rib seemed to take a life of its own and attached to your right rib. why did it the way it did, why did it felt like building blocks of my existence started falling apart when you moved, i cannot explain
STATUES
We were tiny plastic statues. Motionless. Left to await our fate inside a snow globe. And then predictably – tremors, the terrible turning of the world upside and the shaking. It went on and on. It felt as if everyone outside of us was glad for the upset, delighting in the damage done.
Was it really accidental? I thought it was, but part of me didn’t think so. Staring at myself in the mirror, I began to panic. How could that have happened? It was an accident, right? I really didn’t just…right?
It wasn’t like I meant anything out of it. Sometimes the words come out like I didn’t mean them to come out is all. You need not act as if I meant to ask you out. Truly I didn’t. I said, we should hang out sometime. That doesn’t mean anything, right? It’s a friendly gesture. That’s what friends do. . .
Once the spark ignited there was no denying things became overheated quickly. He was an arsonist of sorts and she, a fiery angel, but their coming together had been entirely accidental. Neither of them had intended to find each others lips in the pantry, those soft pink temptations just appeared there at a certain place in time, and true logic tells you that if lips meet yours in a pantry, well they can only be there for the kissing. It blew marriages apart, of course, because the kissing didn’t finish in the pantry. The flames raged for months, there were all sorts of explosions.
She said that tripping me in the hallway was accidental, but I didn’t believe her. She was one of those girls whom you knew was out to get you. You could almost see the fangs protruding from her mouth. She was ready to maim, dismember, kill, and bury within the same day. Her name was Rhonda – Rhonda, of all names – and I knew she was one hundred percent out for for my blood.
Sometimes you make accidents. They can be small ones, big ones, car accidents, or something else, but accidents are not always bad. Chocolate chips were an accident. Coca Cola was one, too. Once, I accidentally ordered a Miss Patty Cake book from Amazon. Once I ordered my custom 20 dollar book from Bookemon.
Your accidental aggression is causing tension and I’m afraid I can’t see the way back to me. Welcome to the world, little girl. Are you ready to flee? Not even satisfactory to yourself let alone anyone else.
somebody didn’t mean to do it like yesterday somebody accidentaly tripped my brother and he hit a post and broke his arm.
Accidental means the person or thing did not mean to do it. Its an accident.
Somthing accidental is that was an accident not on perpose
I accidentally fell on my brother and he started to cry , he went to my mom and said it was accidental and wasn’t on purpose.
The situation was completely accidental. He did not mean to push her. But the teacher did not know that.
You do it on accedent. You don’t mean to do it.
every accidental pause is a
half-finished thought
and I’m lingeriing now,
fighting the will to
look around and
see eyes staring back
at me, always staring,
never seeing
So one who chracei in a car and if she or he pushed himthat would accidental.
we met this way, accidentaly. it was a beautiful day, rainy, just the way I like. I bumped into him on my way to the theatre where I used to work at. my raincoat was of no use.
i feel as if the act of loving me was accidental for him. He was a mess of love and hurt, he needed someone love him.So i accidentally fell in complete and utter love with him.
I came upon you by accident, scrolling through the pages of life, a skip and a swipe to the right, when all of a sudden I saw myself reflected in your aviators, and accidentally and immediately fell in love
It was an accidental mistake, I feel like I am getting blamed for her broken wrist. I feel bad that it happened, but I swear its not my fault.
his broken toe was accidental. he dropped a baseball on it accidentally.
I accidentally hit my brother. You accidentally gave us homework, when your not supposed to give us homework.
It is something you accidentally didn’t do so like John was a very accidental guy so don’t trust him with moving stuff because it might break.
Of course, falling into the abyss of your surface was not intended. How can one choose to destroy all possible ground on which to stand and walk? But now, here I am, here we are, dancing with the consequence of that stumble.
When Alex opened the door and flashed his usual smile, Darren’s stomach fluttered and his throat closed. He tried to smile back and breathe normally as he stepped indoors. This was all wrong. Alex was supposed to be someone to play video games and football with until school started. Darren cursed because somewhere along the way he’d tripped into love and discovered he was gay.
I accidentally bit the dentist when she touched my tooth with floss.
It was not an accidental thing that we are all on this planet in this galaxy in this Universe together. And we are ll to make this life the best it can be and that is up to you whether you want to live out loud or not.
“It was accidental, I promise.” Trish said with tears in her eyes.
“It’s OK, I know it was. I could never stay mad at you, your my best friend.” said Kinsley, then pulled her into a tight reassuring hug.
He died on a Tuesday from an accidental overdose. I didn’t even know he was into drugs. We all thought maybe he tried heroin when we first heard but it was actually sleeping pills mixed with alcohol.
I accidentally fell asleep at work. I wish. I would like to. One more day then we have a 5 day weekend. That is exciting. One more hour of work to get through – then one more day. Then vacation. It is no accident I am happy about it. Not sure if this even makes sense.
Accidental. I think a lot of accidental things have happened this year and somehow gotten me where I am today. It’s interesting to think how other people’s mistakes have affected my life so acutely.
We met by accident. I got to become very familiar with your idiosyncrasies, your quaint preferences, the way you said things that made little sense to others who hadn’t ever been around you.
My love for you was, in some sense,
accidental.
“Oh I’m sorry, it was accidental!”
If you think about it, so many things in life can be considered accidental. Fate is, in some sense, accidental, even. But when human intentions mar the beauty of the predestined nature of life, when people start to cover up things that really matter..
that’s when we ruin the meaning of the word accidental.
It was an accidental relationship. She hadn’t meant for it to turn out like this. One mishap, and suddenly she was head over heels with this woman she hardly even knew. Hell, she hadn’t even known she was gay until a few months ago.
“Georgia, Georgia…” She thought to herself. “Why do you always get yourself into problems like these?”
It had all started about three weeks ago. Georgia had painfully pulled herself out of bed towards the kitchen, with one thought on her mind.
“Coffee.”
She lent against the kitchen bench in her pajamas, loving the feel of the early sun on her freckled face. She twisted a single strand of curly hair around her finger as she waited for her coffee to brew.
The pot finished, and she half ran towards the tantalizing promise of pure caffeine that was sure to wake her up.
It was accidental, the car crash they said. But I knew it was no accident. Liquor on their lips, and heroin in their bloodstream. That car crash was planned. Their suicide. Their love for one another too strong to live amongst the human beings on this planet. They drove high on coke and heroin, drunk off cheap liquor, not born to be on this planet, or in this universe.
It is the act of doing something without m
somehow you had to fall in the middle of my cosmos and a string from the bottom of my existence attached to your spine and i cannot explain why. why were we drawn together and wrapped in each other’s weave of cosmos and why did we started falling apart when we moved. don’t ask me why. let’s call it accidental.
it was purely accidentally. the way it felt like the string on my left rib seemed to take a life of its own and attached to your right rib. why did it the way it did, why did it felt like building blocks of my existence started falling apart when you moved, i cannot explain
accidental, people say that its accidental when the truth is they are just denying things. they don’t like to be blamed.
A small word that has giantic meaning that can come with major comsequences. Use it wisely and think before you act.
STATUES
We were tiny plastic statues. Motionless. Left to await our fate inside a snow globe. And then predictably – tremors, the terrible turning of the world upside and the shaking. It went on and on. It felt as if everyone outside of us was glad for the upset, delighting in the damage done.
Was it really accidental? I thought it was, but part of me didn’t think so. Staring at myself in the mirror, I began to panic. How could that have happened? It was an accident, right? I really didn’t just…right?
It wasn’t like I meant anything out of it. Sometimes the words come out like I didn’t mean them to come out is all. You need not act as if I meant to ask you out. Truly I didn’t. I said, we should hang out sometime. That doesn’t mean anything, right? It’s a friendly gesture. That’s what friends do. . .
Once the spark ignited there was no denying things became overheated quickly. He was an arsonist of sorts and she, a fiery angel, but their coming together had been entirely accidental. Neither of them had intended to find each others lips in the pantry, those soft pink temptations just appeared there at a certain place in time, and true logic tells you that if lips meet yours in a pantry, well they can only be there for the kissing. It blew marriages apart, of course, because the kissing didn’t finish in the pantry. The flames raged for months, there were all sorts of explosions.
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She said that tripping me in the hallway was accidental, but I didn’t believe her. She was one of those girls whom you knew was out to get you. You could almost see the fangs protruding from her mouth. She was ready to maim, dismember, kill, and bury within the same day. Her name was Rhonda – Rhonda, of all names – and I knew she was one hundred percent out for for my blood.
Sometimes you make accidents. They can be small ones, big ones, car accidents, or something else, but accidents are not always bad. Chocolate chips were an accident. Coca Cola was one, too. Once, I accidentally ordered a Miss Patty Cake book from Amazon. Once I ordered my custom 20 dollar book from Bookemon.
Your accidental aggression is causing tension and I’m afraid I can’t see the way back to me. Welcome to the world, little girl. Are you ready to flee? Not even satisfactory to yourself let alone anyone else.
Adios.