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If we let it, unglued will allow us to become humbly and beautifully broken before Him.
Umbed by disappointment and betrayal, like a child who had been awakened suddenly from a summer dream about christmas morning.
Don't uncork what you can't contain
I am a glutton for a beautiful hotel. I am so easily smitten by high thread counts.
I have been whipped, as the saying is, but I am sure I can recover all the lost capital occasioned by that disaster; by only hanging a few moments by the neck; and I feel quite determined to make the utmost possible out of a defeat.
Tangle me up like Grandma's yarn,
Rip yourself open. Sew yourself shut.
pulled falling out of the tree right on
You're in a mess, and in excess.
Don't worry, though, I'm sure you're still both tighter than the knots on a tree.
Had A Dollar Had a dollar tried to spend it could not spend it. It was ripped I had to mend it. After I mend it I still could not spend it because to you I lend it. I lend more money then I spend so I better defend the money I lend. So I will get it back in the end. Then I will have it to relend
Any woman knows that a thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel.
In war, there are no unwounded
Don't hang yourself with the slack you've been given.
We must scrunch or be scrunched.
A man is never undone till he be hang'd.
I've been racketeered on.
this word needs to be reworded ==========
I sutured split infinitives and hoisted dangling modifiers and wore out the seam of my best flannel skirt.
Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it.
Still wack if it came out my mouth and I spit it.
She tangled her words
like matted fishing lines
I've got cracks baby, but you're my glue.
tightly, without
You are yoked with a lamb,
That carries anger as the flint bears fire;
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank,
And straight is cold again.
clearly besotted with
Sometimes we need all the glue we can get, just to hold ourselves together.
You're a bum-rag covered in clart!
If your
hands are tied towards
anyone who's in need of
a helping hand, let your
tangue also be tied
I'm bent I'm not brokin'. I'm on my knees and I'm hoping that some one holds me tonight.
I just bonked a werewulf on the noggin. Jeez.
Kissed. Worshipped. Seduced. Fucked within an inch of her life.
I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your mama's Hooked on Phonics.
Who hastens a glutton choakes him.
Dr. Wintermute beheld Mrs. Pinchbeck befeathered, beribboned, crinolined, corseted, frizzled, and festooned, though not wasted.
rolled down. As I
Loopy as a crochet convention.
CLUN (n.) A leg which has gone to sleep and has to be hauled around after you.
I had been pushed as far as I could stand
a confused heap of mingle-mangle").
I have two foes in the world, twins inextricably interrelated -- the hunger of the hungry and the glut of the glutted!
I am incredibly jammy. I really am.
The fetters have burst
Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers.
Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.
I was loaded with sheer ability, spelled i-n-h-e-r-i-t-a-n-c-e.
Superglue after duct tape a girl's best friend.
i was an open wound
I don't know that I'm 'hangdog'. That suggests someone skulking around, unengaged. I'm not. I'm 'engaged', believe me. I have just got a slightly sad face.
Things well fitted abide.
Obould stuck it in deep, and stuck it hard,
We're wedged tight into the accident of our moment in history.
I've been shucked and gone to heaven.
WINDOW OPENED and the tied-together
Her lips were tightly glued together, her chin protruding, her whole layout that of a girl who intended to stand no rannygazoo.
I am not a glutton - I am an explorer of food
I remember, when I was a kid, watching my mother jam herself into her girdle - a piece of equipment so rigid it could stand up on its own - and I remember her coming home from fancy parties and racing upstairs to extricate herself from its cruel iron grip.
stick together like shit on a shoe.
discombobulated around
She sugared and milked
It was as though their life, thought Frances, were being mercilessly spooled back on to a reel; or as if, one by one, the stitches that had fastened them together were being unpicked.
Global warming my gluteus maximus
smeared a balm over the end of it.
I'm very, very questioned and cinnamoned out.
What is wrong with you?' I shake my head. 'Pull it together.'
And that's what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong.
Yeah, yeah, I've been Beatled, I've been Rolling Stoned.
Yet too much happy bores. He stretched more, more. Are you not happy in your? Twang. It snapped.
Long as I can spell G-o-d I got somebody along.
We're on a mission from Glod.
You held me down and rammed me so hard I deep-throated you from the other end.
A little Toffee Crunch,
It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
Wore out from all that, I did what we call shilly-shally. Poking round up to no good.
Loose and forbear!
Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.
They were new money, without a doubt: so new it shrieked. Their clothes looked as it they'd covered themselves in glue, then rolled around in hundred-dollar bills.
Well married, a man is winged - ill-matched, he is shackled.
To fine folkes a little ill finely wrapt.
Humpty was Pushed!
Disturbing crunch as
Skin is punctured for access
Sweet, warm, filling blood
untie. Clove Hitch
I'll be washed and ironed. I'll be washed and ironed and starched.
I'm mangled," I said. "On the inside and the outside.
Fingers interlocked like a beautiful accordion of flesh or a zipper of prayer
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
I've become saucy.Saucy-- Emma Bunton
Hence a ship is said to be tight, when her planks are so compact and solid as to prevent the entrance of the water in which she is immersed: and a cask is called tight, when the staves are so close that none of the liquid contained therein can issue through or between them.
Vulnerable, messed-up, inadequate
you're stuck with me.
were all wired to come come unwound.
What rips you apart, keeps you glued.
Rank, rump-fed harpy.
If you can't tie good knots, tie plenty of them
A community of smashed up things and somehow everyone was willing to share the superglue
She was wired into my heart. Twisted and kinked and threaded right through.
A misfit is like the round peg that cannot fit into the square hole or the running river that just can't stay still.
Jaded. I never understood the term. Jade is pretty and worth something, yes? I was rusted if I was anything. Too long in the rain. Going out in an orange blaze of muted, anonymous, common-as-dirt oxidation.
I loathe being crimped into this deplorable position on the vampyre chessboard.
Get you gone, you dwarf,
You minimus of hindering knotgrass made,
You bead, you acorn!
Wheat-Thinned Slut Monkey.
Give me some sugar.