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The dominant wolf snarled as he stood over the younger challenger. He had already bitten an ear off and as the young wolf lay under him he thought of what he should do next.
By Matty URL on 10.10.2012
under. dominantv vincent china someone qho is dominant blah i cant think of anything. this is more like a pressure test not a realzing blah. china. me now . digs under. me now. cheat im dominant. blah somehting to prove. pschological. blah so many errors typos. red lines. what is the point of this thing? i dont even know.
By Anonymous on 10.10.2012
What would I have done if my left hand was my dominant hand? Think about it. Everything that you do is dependent on that simple genetic code. All those little, monotonous daily things you do would be different. Maybe it would make a difference. Maybe it’d make the biggest difference in the world. your world. Right or left. Mind blowing. I like the idea of parallel worlds. So I like to think that somewhere out there, I’m left handed.
By Teri URL on 10.10.2012
On top with power steaming out my ears. The wind can only hear my thoughts now as the poor villagers ran. I am dominant and nothing can stand in my way. I will rampage and plunder with a mighty force until everything is at my feet
By Nate Garland on 10.10.2012
I am not so much a dominant person as I am a personality. My personality rules my emotions. I am very heavy set in the fictional world I have built around myself. I am fiction. Nothing is real. The world has no dominance over my dominant mind. I am fiction.
By Badger Moore URL on 10.10.2012
i think in life dominant is an adjective that’s always present. It is attributed to people, values, principles, colors.
What’s dominant is not necessary right, though.
By devdev on 10.10.2012
Two twins reside within me,
One more carefully carefree,
The other always on the watch
For harm heading for me,
Ready to fight
With fists en garde,
Kicking ass and taking names
Even without names to regard.
But of these twins,
My Castor seems
The dominant of the two;
There’s nothing that he
Would not be willing to do –
He’d lay his life
Upon the line,
Battle, suffer, and die,
Amidst a pre-
For his brother in the sky.
By Julian Christopher Geritz URL on 10.10.2012
Luckily it wasn’t her dominant hand. The girl glared at the ruddy blush that spoke of blisters to come. Why was it that tea was so vindictive? This was the second time it had tried to torture unknown truths out of her.
By L. A. Smith URL on 10.10.2012
I dominated the field swooping down the court in a mad flurry. Ducked and dodged but he was right behind me. “Stop,” he yelled. I kept running until I lost my footing and heard a snap. It was too painful to see the crowd gathering around me.
By lanise URL on 10.10.2012
dominant is a very dominant word. You can be dominant in several things. Such as a talent, or a situation, or in a subject, a particular physical attribute such as height or boobs on the body. Dominant can also be called overbearing and thats when someone or something is out right. such as obtrusive music, or the kind of know it all kind of person that pisses everyone off because they really don’t know everything. what if there wasn’t dominance? What the fuck would happen? would everyone be happy? or would we just have one fucked up world where dominance is zero and animals and humans just killed for no reason at all? There would be no dominant territory so i guess that would mean there would be nondarwinian genetics, everything would be mating but eventually you would have the “dominant” traits beat out the recessives. It’s interesting when you think about it like that I guess. Kind of freaking. Dominant, bleh, kind of gives you the feeling like you have to be able to kill something and call it your own. Dominance, like the perverbial working husband and stay-at-home housewife….It makes me shutter and want to vomit 2 whole days worth of leftover Pad Thai. When is times up? has it already passed? I’m fucking confused, I thought it would cut me off… I guess this shit isn’t dominant at all. I guess my computers dominant over it, or how my mind is dominating itself over telling me to study for my architeture history exam next week. Hah crazy right? Even our minds can be dominant within itself….dominance is fucking everywhere, how would we function without it? I guess on God knows…. but let’s not go into religion…we’re still focusing on dominance. It’s really hard to keep on writing about it when you really have no say for the word..However, I’ve almost written half a page I think…what if I dominated your company? Then what? i wouldn’t have a fucking clue what to do…If you notice people with dominant attitudes are at the top of every business…It’s hilarious really. I’m like one of those though… I don’t like to be at the bottom, working at some fucking cubicle working for big brother up on the twelfth floor. It’s such a ghastly thought to me… maybe the person who reads this will think is thought provoking and end up becoming dominant in their own work place and do some kind of inspirational bull-shit on how they worked their way to the top…and blah blah blah on about their life and how they were doing nothing with it until they read my “amazing” essay on the “ethics” and importance of dominance to the world. If they do, I tip my cup to them. cheers.
By Will Dawson on 10.10.2012
Even the submissive dominate. It is but human nature.
By Ming URL on 10.10.2012
By Karen URL on 10.10.2012
The higher leader, I don’t know what I’m writing right now. D O M I N A N T. I don’t have a dictionary on me :/ sorry, this is so scary and intimidating.
Dominant, plural dominants. Whatever, PEACE..
By Saffron URL on 10.10.2012
In search of
By D on 10.10.2012
I don’t like dominance and yet as a old white male I have been accused of such myself. Not by my actions but my profile. I protest. And sometimes I get through but then I am accused of dominance all over again.
By fictionfitz URL on 10.10.2012
A head stood out from all the others, high on its wooden pole. The face showed pride, the pride of the dead. He had been a peasant through life but was now a king in death.
By Paul URL on 10.10.2012
He was a very dominant man. I had no idea how power-hungry he was. To kill his own father just to secure his position in the job! I was baffled by it. I couldn’t understand it at all. But then again, I grew up an orphan, how could I understand?
By Emily Clarkson on 10.10.2012
I was always a dominant person until my life was change. It happened one Sunday morning when I visited my mother’s church and the holy Spirit dwelled upon me and removed the curse that was controlling me.
By victor URL on 10.10.2012
Everything. Small, big, microscopic, unfathomable. It’s all important to me, and all worth thinking about and talking about.
I’m understanding why they’d call me obsessive. I’m understanding why I feel like I feel too much. I’m understanding why I don’t understand everybody else’s power over the small things.
By genahtastic URL on 10.10.2012
Her eyes flashed dangerously. Standing up a little bit taller, she curled her lip and quickly asserted herself as the dominant one in the conversation.
By WearyWater URL on 10.10.2012
The dominant factor is the one that takes over any others. Right now for me…that is work. It is demanding and screams for constant attention day and night. I will soon sooth it and take my my dominance in my own life!
By Nicole URL on 10.10.2012
I think my parents were so dominant for my childhood. they always gave me some suggestions to overcome my troubles.
that is why I always respect them.
By cynthia ismail on 10.10.2012
The difference between dominant and dominating is a fine hair, a slender thread — the difference between being in control and exerting control.
By icfasntw URL on 10.10.2012
“Don’t come any closer to me!” She screamed, holding up her hand to protect herself. The move made Lyle freeze.
“What are you talking about?” He said in a barely audible whisper. “I would never hurt you. What’s wrong…?”
The lady slumped down into a heap on the floor, sobbing her eyes out. “Don’t touch me…”
Lyle crept in closer, slowly but softly placing an arm across her shoulders. “Please, Linda. Tell me what’s wrong.” Linda wiped her eyes on her sleeve and turned away. “It doesn’t matter.” She stuttered. “Just…forget…”
By Laura Riddle on 10.10.2012
dominant and submissive
your on me
its all i’ve ever wanted
i don’t think that’s too much to be honest
you left me though
got up and walked away
like i was a used toy
i am a used toy
no one could ever love me
and the lies
its too much
By Kriti URL on 10.10.2012
what captures my attention on a daily basis is what is dominant and what is not – why and how is something dominant? or, contrastingly, why and how is it dependent? is the world we live in dominant over us dependent people? are we merely slaves to our own creation? i cannot tell whether it is the “great city pent” (Coleridge) or the bliss we call nature that causes us to fall weak at the knees and lose sight of reality.
By hannah on 10.10.2012
dominant is similar to the word dominance. even the word dominance has such an intense sound about it which matches the feelings and the meaning of the word. the syllables in it are so strong sounding and powerful. i don’t know if the word dominant comes from the word dominance but that’s what i think of.
By leeshreno on 10.10.2012
My friend, Mani thought he was the dominant one. But it didn’t happen to be so – and as soon as he realized that he wasn’t, he hid his face everywhere he went.
By Ankit URL on 10.10.2012
The thread was thin, lined with grease, water kept together in oval pockets on the underside. One by one they fell as flesh slid across the thread’s top. Each reflected a soft hue from the fire that followed the hand; the thread ignited and the flames traced it upwards as the thread fell downwards, its bottom end turned to ash. Fire met flesh and ignited with a flair of resilience, water doused flame as grease fuelled it; one won, one force was extinguished.
By Eric Harrell on 10.10.2012
la ve est bella living life as a strong dominant black woman. is amazing
By Clairie on 10.10.2012
Il colore dominante era il blu. Intorno tremavano luci rosse e gialle, tutto era come in un sogno. Jen cercò di aprire gli occhi ma l’unica cosa che riuscì a fare fu rotolarsi già dal letto, battendo la testa sul pavimento freddo.
By Marta on 10.10.2012
The domination of the human species is temporary, fleeting, and irrelevant.
By Mark Irving URL on 10.10.2012
I want to dominate this test. At this present moment i am freaking out to the point of stress. I don’t know how it can possibly have a good outcome. All that is left for me to do is pray. Please dont let me fail!
By Anna Mae URL on 10.10.2012
It was to much. He was to much. I thought he loved me. I thought we would be forever. Lies. All lies. Just another man looking for power over a hopelessly naive being. Forever waiting for that moment of absolute freedom.
We just can’t take over like that
Because tomorrow we could be forced back down to the bottom
below the algae and the seaweed
and have to take our place where we belong
subjects and slaves
we can’t be dominant forever
there is always something bitter better and more worth fighting for
in the end we will be reduced to stardust
so why not share this experience
and not subject those below us to our waste and subjegation
By Cornelius URL on 10.10.2012
telling me what to do, that is what that means. confidence to be able to tell someone what to do and not feel guilty about it. leadership, stands tall.sees the world as his oyster
By Worth Commenting URL on 10.10.2012
who is the alpha male ? in the future if you aren’t the most dominant,your dead
By Sergent BuzzkiLL URL on 10.10.2012
Dominant is relative. The more dominant you are, the more pride you may have, and the more wish to be more dominant. Being dominant may also be that you are actually a coward, as it has been observed that those who are afraid try to dominate others for fear that they may be dominated by others.
By Saurabh D on 10.10.2012
Dominant?? Jesus. Is. Dominant. Praise Him for it!!!!! :)
By Emma on 10.10.2012
Towering above me, you spit fire with you eyes. I crumble into ashes. You don’t sweep me away; I wait for the wind. And I am lifted into your ring of fire again.
By np on 10.10.2012
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