values

March 20th, 2014

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68 Responses to “values”

  1. They say you’re not worth anything, but you’re obviously worth something. You were put on this Earth for something. Whether it be nothing, it’s still something. We’re all trapped here in Hell for something. We are the value, unlike what others think. You are value.

  2. morals. The one thing i Value most in the world. The one thing most important to me. Never do I wan t to be called slut, skank, whore, or anything else. I am not!!

    by Andrea on 03.20.2014
  3. the things that your parents try to teach you, cartoons tell you they’re good. high school test them. Your 20’s make you question them, when you are reassured yours are not so bad and there is a bit more good in you than you’ve been led to believe they make you feel blissful… and the rest is all a mystery.

    by tye on 03.20.2014
  4. She grew up with really good values. If a person thought growing up in the mob actually gave you good values

  5. Wandering in the deep dark depths of my mind lies a monster. Someone I cannot recognize. The spitting image of my worst possible person. He has no grip over me, but like a tamed elephant I am shackled to the invisible rope that is its will. I remain in these shackles without the knowledge of worth and because of it I do not know peace. But, yet this monster still knows me. So I live for today, pray for tomorrow and die for yesterday.

    by Jeremy on 03.20.2014
  6. Sitting in the room thinking of me, myself and I, I ask what it means to be me. What is it that makes me so significant. And all I can say is………

    by Jeremy on 03.20.2014
  7. Everyone always assumed that because of my job, I had no morals. No values. That I was some scumbag who toyed with women’s hearts and cheated guys out of their hard-earned money just as a hobby.

    But, as most humans, they judge before they really get to see my side of the story. Sure, my job isn’t “by the book” legal, but I’ve never been to prison in my life, so that counts for somethin’, right?

    by AJ Kenobi on 03.20.2014
  8. “The values of some of these pieces are off the charts, Cassandra; instead of boxing them up, you should think about selling a few,”
    “I wish I could,” she said, her tone quiet, wistful even.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I’ve lived with these pieces, these paintings and sculptures, all my life. My mother picked them, you know, each and every one. Without them…it would be like losing a part of her. And. gods know, I don’t have enough of those to spare,”

  9. when i think of values i think of what is important. Everyone has a different set of values or a system of values that they follow. But who is to say some values are more valuable than others? We are all very different people in this world and we come from all over and believe different things.

    by Miranda on 03.20.2014
  10. Values. Hmph, values. They’re meaningless. Everybody’s got different ones, and this dumb-as-rocks society says that we have to respect other people’s values. I once had a discussion with a guy who was against gun control of any sort because he believed it was inevitable that, sooner or later, the ‘people’ would have to wrest power from its government through firepower. I asked him ‘and in the meantime, what about all the injuries and deaths caused by lack of gun control?’ His answer: worth it. What fucked up values.

    by Sigurður Hermannsson on 03.20.2014
  11. I don’t know what to do with my sorry values. I try to be a good person, I try to be a contributor to society, but all anyone ever says to me is “Ack! A fart!” What do I do? Are my values wrong? Do I treasure that which is bad to others, and thus of poor value? I don’t know.

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  13. Shades of gray and black and awhskdnaxoc

  14. Family values. That’s what she’d always been taught. Be responsible, stand up for what you believe, and be loyal. She did all those things. But her foster parents hadn’t done that. Once her secret was out, they’d turned their backs on her. How could they?

    by 709 on 03.20.2014
  15. A man’s life was taken, because he refused to comply with the will of a government officer. His crime? To want a better life, and to have the nerve to actually try and seek it, in a country where he did not have the good fortune to be born. What can be said of a society that values the convenience of its own citizens above the lives of those from other countries?

    by tonykeyesjapan on 03.20.2014
  16. It’s hard to know where to start when we never really came to an end. Like unfinished scarves in your grandma’s yarn basket. She just died before she made it to the fringe. And god all I wanted to was to be woven together perfectly just like our hands on Sunday mornings while you hummed a song to me, but I just couldn’t give myself that. I couldn’t let you see that I valued you. And god, I wish it could have been different — but this is where we’re at; separated by lifetimes, planes, and significance. I just wanted to mean something to you. After all this time, did we ever amount to any value?

  17. I value my love for others. Especially Daniel. Looking at him makes me sad, but it’s okay, because I love him, even if he doesn’t care about me at all. It hurts, right in my heart. Like a sharp piercing that I can’t get rid of. Like it’s permanently ingrained on my heart.

    by Katerina on 03.20.2014
  18. Everyone has different values, and that’s okay. I just wish people could accept the differences and move on with their lives. No two people are the same, not even the best of friends, and they need to realize that they never will be the same. We all place value and importance on different things, and we all have diverse minds. Too many relationships are broken because of the inability to accept differences and learn to work with them.

  19. Valuable or worthless, wonders the girl in the window.
    Values or ideals, is there a difference, wonders the man on the porch.
    I value you, thinks the lady, silently, unable to say the words.
    What is my value? He wonders
    Staring through the window, to the other side, searching for value. Unable to speak.

  20. Everyone values something I value you and you them. Them someone else. It’s just one long drawn out, overly exaggerated cycle. Where will it end and when? Wouldn’t everything all be so much easier if we all turned around and found something new and wonderful in new and exciting people?

    by on 03.20.2014
  21. values are as valuable as diamonds
    precious to some people
    but just a chunk of shiny rock to others
    what is your diamond in life?

    by on 03.20.2014
  22. Currency prompts the world to commit terrible crimes against humanity, all for the sake of riches. Rape, theft, murder; it all is up for grabs. Such people take atrocities and act on them, with no regard for the people around them. And if such practice is acceptable, what do they live for? And why do we allow them?

  23. the truth is
    i feel
    amazing

    i guess i forgot to tell you
    about the
    trails in the forest sprinkled with a light rain,
    abandoned railroad tracks
    at 2am filled with laughter and whispers

    blanket forts in my living room
    and taking naps when ever i want
    waking up to blue eyes
    taking care of plants
    chalk drawing in my drive way
    cooking foods i’ve never tried
    laughing so hard every one in the room
    is rolling around on the ground crying (even when we’re sober)
    hugs from my sisters and
    surprise drawings of flowers hidden in my purse from my niece
    dog kisses every day and
    being able to take care of my mother after her surgery
    coffee dates and talks of peace and good vibes
    the only yelling i’ve been doing lately is out of happiness
    and pleasure
    and i lay in the grass and talk with my friends about our dreams
    and i feel more like myself than ever

    i’ve been making jewelry, drawing, painting

    maybe i won’t leave all that out next time

  24. oh my you are so shiny and pretty
    but never tangible
    because when you are faced in front of the world of color
    you fade into your blacks in whites

  25. I’m sorry, I can’t think of anything for this particular word right now. Truth be told, I am SUPER tired, and probably could use a few hours of quality sleep. I’ll get on that. Good night, me!

  26. Family values! I think about my own family, about our own values in reference, in contrast. How kind we all are individually, how being around so much kindness is wearing, jarring, grinding us down into composite weirdness and accidental meanness. We love each other in any case, and I suppose that’s what matters. My own family, our family values. Thank god we love each other, and this lets us love everyone else.

    by Saracen on 03.20.2014
  27. I value blood. Often times it’s what’s worth the most out of the remains. Destroyed bodies aren’t worth much. Blood can be reused, sold, and sometimes (for the really weird) ingested. I don’t judge. I’m making money regardless.

  28. People do hateful things for the sake of their “values.” They spit on those they deem immortal because they feel it is what God expects of them. As if he keeps a long, typewritten list and gestures at a name to scourge. They kick down those who fall hard because they believe the fall is not long or hard enough. They believe they are the judges of suffering. Their shoulders are heavy due to their own fool’s scales.

    by Belinda Roddie on 03.20.2014
  29. Values. One can have values, and then behave completely differently. Are values the source of anger? Some anger. Anger itself is a strange emotion.

    by JimJim on 03.20.2014
  30. What I wish more people had. Having good values makes you a better person. Are your values your own or do you hold other peoples values as your own. Something to think about.

    by Rebecca on 03.20.2014
  31. She was a stickler for good behaviour with an especial emphasis on meticulous manners that her class contravened at their peril.

    by smrsmr on 03.20.2014
  32. His crisp white shirt looked absolutely flawless. It was the only thing in the room I could focus on, but caught some of the words he spoke through the metallic drone that buzzed in my ear. I’d never been so humiliated in my life. My face was burning beat red, and I could distinguish a condescending remark on “family values” before he kicked me out and told me never to speak to his son again.

  33. It went against all of his morals, his values. And yet he did not know what else he could do about it. Torture was not something he was okay with, he had often spoken out against co-workers when they had used such methods before in the past. But if he did not, people were going to die, his family were going to die. He needed answers, now.

    by Evie Stone on 03.20.2014
  34. tendría qué comenzar a hablar de valor, qué es eso, me dice, es la parte difícil, más difícil que podemos conseguir. Está en nosotros como extraviada, intacta. El día que se encuentra ya es tarde. Pasmos la vida buscándola, y al encontrarla perdemos siempre todo.

  35. it’s valuable to me to imagine, to focus my values on the deepest, most real version i can come up with of said values.

    what you think of as valuable will be given you, if only to show you the deeper value you were aiming for in the first place.

  36. who is to say what a human life is worth
    how much is too much
    and what is not enough
    does a human life have worth
    or are we all just here in passing
    ?

  37. He wanted to be firm. He already read about negotiation tactics and what to say and what potential comebacks might be made. It wasn’t just salary though. That’s what everything he read seemed to make it about. For him it was fairness. He wanted it all to be in line with what he was owed, with his skill and what he could bring to the company. It was about values and loyalty and recognizing that he had it and they had it and that they should come together with a suitable offer he couldn’t wait to hear about.

    by DMMDMM on 03.20.2014
  38. These are the virtues that represent a person and set him aside from the others. It is the values that one has inculcated into their life and showcase them in everything that their do.

  39. The color values were wrong, but she couldn’t figure out what the right ones should be. The longer she pent at her computer, the closer her nose drew to the screen. (About to be bug zappered at any minute.) The green still looked sickly to her. She was never going to become an artist at this rate.

  40. there are too many misguided values on my plate — time to swipe them into the disposal and start fresh. What might I choose from the healthy selection surrounding me in my reality today? I want to feed what forwards my energy and spiritual connections and not stifle creativity.

    by judyb on 03.20.2014