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January 2nd, 2013 | 296 Entries

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296 Entries for “amount”

  1. Something you can count. Never enough. Execpt when there is enough. This is a long six seconds. I don’t know what to write.

    By Rikke on 01.03.2013

  2. I have an low amount of money. But I choose to spend it like im big ballin over here but im not at all. I have an high amount of friends but that’s only because I moved so much and half of them don’t even like me. shduvfiabfvubad amount.

    By Bailey on 01.03.2013

  3. the amount of money and time spent wallowing in the mire like the song from I think it was whats his name jefro tull remember the album covers they were awesome punctuation has been thrown out the window on this one was it really jeffro tull or amount that I am writing about?

    By manderson on 01.03.2013

  4. The amount of money a person makes does not equal the sum of their value. A person’s character, their attitudes, beliefs, actions, etc… make up the amount of their worth. Not money, not status, not who they know, what they own or where they have been. Money is just an object and it gets far too much credit.

    By KeriJoBear on 01.03.2013

  5. The amount of money a person makes does not equal the sum of their value. A person’s character, their attitudes, beliefs, actions, etc… make up the amount of their worth. Not money, not status, not who they know, what they own or where they have been. Money is just an object and it gets far too much credit.

    By KeriJoBear on 01.03.2013

  6. The amount of energy and effort that goes into each one of these days astounds me. I can’t understand why no one ever steps back to say, ‘Wow. Look at what we accomplished.’ But no one does. Because the amount of energy and effort it takes to admire one’s work is an amount wasted from the overall output. And we have no amount to waste. If not everyone is putting every last bit of being into the day, then the day just won’t happen. And that’s the sad truth. As I sit here daydreaming, I am causing the world not to happen. But I can’t help it; I needed a break. Don’t judge me too harshly. I guess I’m simply different than them. I can’t work all day and the next and the next without any time for myself.

    By Ashley URL on 01.03.2013

  7. A mound of dirt cascading all over the minted horse that has just mule kicked it. No astounding, adamant, anti-establishment degree of a whisper heard from the farthest depths of hell can describe quite the amount of egg this horse has on its face right now. Silly horse.

    By Liam Johnson URL on 01.03.2013

  8. The amount of time spent thinking about life is unmeasurable. How often does one think about why they exist? what has brought them to the place in which they stand?

    By Amanda on 01.03.2013

  9. She’d mount an amount for the count.

    By Marianne URL on 01.03.2013

  10. The amount of driving experience I had was none. But that didn’t stop me. I wanted to get out on the road and try to experience this new area of my life. The only problem was that I couldn’t really see myself growing up into an adult with adult responsibilities such as driving and owning a car.

    By Ashley URL on 01.03.2013

  11. for some its
    the number of something
    or how full something is
    but for me
    it is the amount
    of my love for you

    By akira on 01.03.2013

  12. No amount of anything you could say too me could possibly make me love you any less. Like a broken dream you sit there crying and I can’t help but wonder what that means for us. No amount of tears can fix what you did not make me feel any less vengeful. But yet I still love.

    By Jack Dean on 01.03.2013

  13. amount of time i have to live, amount of love i experience, amount of stuff to do, amount of clutter. all push out the experience of living. Or does it? I am stuck between thought and activity. Move. Just move. Now. not later. leave this screen and keyboard.

    By My name URL on 01.03.2013

  14. The amount of love that I feel towards you is no match for the amount of pain you have made me feel. I do not understand why I continue to wait and will my heart to heal. I do not want you yet I cannot live without you.

    By umbazachika URL on 01.03.2013

  15. Numerous intricate snowflakes fall into the palm of my hand and all around me. All together, the large amount of them makes up a blanket of white. My mind drifts to the days of the sea where I held sand in my hands instead of snow. I remember pouring incredible amounts of sand grains back into the ocean. Oh how I miss those days

    By untamedimagination URL on 01.03.2013

  16. amount is like a secret. nobody knows the amount of htoughts in your head. its your very own secret nobody knows the amount of tears you cry, because you do it alone, in fear of

    By ,maya on 01.03.2013