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sharp as a whip

Example: You know Marc, he’s as sharp as a whip.

Formality: (least) 1 2 3 4 5 (most)

Strength: (least) 1 2 3 4 5 (most)

Meaning / Connotations: someone who is intelligent, but not just booksmart. They also think quickly and have good common sense for “thinking on their feet.”

Metaphorical Idea: think of the speed at which a whip would move

Usage Community: American English

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Would I use it? Yes

Would my parents use it? Yes

Would my grandparents use it? Yes

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I am not perfect.

I’m not skinny (or “drop-dead gorgeous”).

I only speak one language (English).

I don’t play an instrument.

I don’t draw or paint.

I’m not flexible.

I can’t dance.

I’m not a genius.

I get upset/angry easily.

I usually can’t stand to look at myself in the mirror.

I cry a lot.

I have depression and anxiety.

I often question my own worth.


But I know that I am enough.

I wake up every morning feeling healthy.

I eat good food and tell my Dad/Mom I love them.

I go to school or stay at home.

I can walk.

I can run (at least for a few seconds).

I can breathe and think for myself.

My eyes are the color of the ocean and the sky.

I am intelligent.

I have more wonderful, amazing friends than I know what to do with.

I learn new and incredible things every day.

I can imagine things no one else can.

Even though I don’t have much money, and therefore can’t travel whenever or wherever I want, I have still been to places in this world that a lot of people only dream of going to at my age.

I am full of so much love that it sometimes hurts.

I can’t wait to show my children all the beautiful things I have seen.

I have never been put down by anyone but myself.

Every time I stumble or fall, I get back up because I am a survivor.

My parents are my best friends.

I have two gorgeous kitties who are my actual sisters.

I feel happy when a gentle breeze kisses my face or when the wind blows so hard that I feel like I might fly away.

I love my Earth, wherever my feet touch the ground, and I will fight to protect Her for as long as I am alive.

I am a writer.

I am a poet.

When I speak, magical things come out.

I have taken Ballet AND Taekwondo.

I am full of righteous, fiery, feminine rage.

I am a dreamer.

I am bisexual.

I don’t ever give up.


I am enough.

Nothing will ensure that this will last.
Everything will go wrong, end in abundant feelings of pain I can’t steer clear of experiencing and neither will you. Gravity isn’t so gentle on all of its letdowns we constantly have to face here. 

But I can’t let it stop me from this refreshing love life can surround me with. 

Forever isn’t real and nothing is promised or permanent but god damn I’ll be worst at best if I deny myself this fucking light I finally reached. 
My eyes adjusting I can see so much more of the world and notice the galaxies internally forming that I once refused to place a desire on.

(You’ll get over me and leave but I’d rather enjoy what I love to  and notice the beauty in what I’m living alongside. The good is in fighting against the current waiting for that wind to change.)