But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture.
Raymond CarverTag: life excitement crazy wild anxiety fireworks hyper
July 4th fireworks exhale over the Hudson sadly.
It is beautiful that they have to disappear.
It's like the time you said I love you madly.
That was an hour ago. It's been a fervent year.
Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other ornaments and finery.
Shadows follow, joyful, laughing sprites.
The tree is rich with potential wonder.
All it needs is a glance from you to come alive.
Tag: christmas winter tree december holiday fireworks lights
You're much better than fireworks. They're all over in a moment, and you're going to stay for a fortnight. Besides, fireworks are noisy, and they make too much smoke.
Kate RossTag: fireworks
But Annabeth just smiled and put us in jail. As she was heading back to the front line, she turned and winked.
"See you at the fireworks?"
She didn't even wait for my answer before darting off into the woods.
I looked at Beckendorf. "Did she just...ask me out?"
He shrugged, completely disgusted. "Who knows with girls? Give me a haywire dragon, any day."
So we sat together and waited while the girls won the game.
Tag: annabeth-chase percy-jackson fireworks silena-beauregard capture-the-flag charles-beckendorf
We shall go wild with fireworks...And they will plunge into the sky and shatter the darkness.
We don't have any fireworks that big
Tag: yuki haru fireworks sohma hatsuharu
When you meet someone
so different from yourself,
in a good way,
you don’t even have to kiss
to have fireworks go off.
Thank you,” I said, turning around a little so I could talk to him. “You’re a good friend.”
“I know,” he said, as he tightened his hold around me. I leaned back against his chest, resting against him.
“Beckett, I–,” I started to say, but he stopped me.
“Shh,” he said. “You don’t need to say anything. Just watch the fireworks.
Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday's television. Work and beer. The neighbor's dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about with you. With you... I want to talk about love with you.
Tomoko YamashitaTag: love music work flowers television alcohol coffee talking neighbor ordinary fireworks texting phone-calls maisen
Borkin: Ladies and gentlemen, why are you so glum? Sitting there like a jury after it's been sworn in! ... Let's think up something. What would you like? Forfeits, tug of war, catch, dancing, fireworks?
Anton ChekhovTag: entertainment boredom fireworks
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