I believe that all hope isn’t lost. I look at some people, and these people, they may have the saddest problems a person could possibly, ever have. And yet there’s that tiny little spark of hope that glimmers in the dark, hallow depths of their eyes, notifying me that I can get past this. And then, I too, produce tiny little diamonds that sparkle lightly in the hallow of my eyes as well.
I may not be able to do many things correctly. I may not be able to understand so much in this world. But I do believe in things, I do. So I haven’t lost all hope for myself…maybe even everything. For example, I believe that Africa isn’t always going to be that one place in the world that will never find hope. Afterall, it took most of us 1900 something years to invent computers, right?
I am a believer in…
I was immediately about to write in the power of choice, but I’m in the middle of binging. And that doesn’t seem like much of a good choice to to me right now. Which means that I should stop and make the choice, even though it’s difficult.
A believer is someone who puts faith in the unknown, can transcend the metaphysical world and come to terms with a power greater than their own comprehension.
Ich bin Gläubig was macht der Glamit mir? Ein wahrer Gläubiger un er Glaubiger ienr anderen Religinn ist Das kann Probleme ben… Aber wiellent muss man es einfach auf sich zukommen lassne…. weweiß´wer am aende recht hat
believer is a good word. oh yes it is. i like believer. yep. it’s a believer all right. personally, im a belieber. and i need some bieber fever pain releaver. yep :) believe believe believe. yes ma’am. thats all. my name is angela marie. and i go to moline high school. in moline, illinois.
a believer is someone who believes in some type of ideal or faith or religion or anything, maybe even aliens. They believe in whatever it is, they have conviction about it. They know its true whether they have proof or they just have blind faith in whatever it is. They might believe in god or religion. They are believers. A believer may believe soemthing that in’t sn
I am a believer. I believe in love, i believe in second chances and I believe in keeping hope alive. Some think it’s too dangerous to believe in things… as if they have to let their gaurds down.
I’m a believer in the Lord Jesus, God, Holy Spirit, in Divine Love, in the good in everybody, the beauty in everybody. These are things I know are there, even though I can’t always see them.
I am a believer that all things happen for a reason. If not, I’d go insane wondering why this shit was happening all the time. Why a job dematerialized and a paycheck went poof and the employer just disappeared.
Santa’s real, don’t let anyone tell you differently. Kids in your class will shun the believer but you must remain strong and laugh in the face of the non-believer. You may not get more presents than them now, or even in this lifetime, but on a snowy street corner on a dark Wednesday night, you’ll see Santa walk by, make eye contact, and give you a knowing wink.
I don’t believe, because belief is achieving something beyond what I can do. If I believed in her I wouldn’t leave her, and I’ve left her already, too far behind to rewind and return. It’s a burn on my palm, from a past that I’ve left behind me. I’m not a believer – I’m a go-get-her from wherever I left her, sometimes. And sometimes I’m a return to the past, because the present isn’t giving me anything worth recalling.
I’m not really a believer, in most senses of the word.
I don’t have enough faith to truly say I believe in God.
I don’t believe in true love, and whenever I think, “oh, it COULD exist..”
…well.
Things happen to make me an unbeliever. All the time. But this one time, when I was searching for this necklace, I found it after praying. And this one time, I prayed to not be so lonely, and the next day, a boy asks me on a date.
So I dunno.
I believe in the small things, the simple things, and the complicated things being born from the things that made you happy. Everything gets a lil twisted around sometimes. Emotions get mixed up, mixed around, messed up.
I am a believer I have it tattooed on my right arm… believing in the things that never once believed in my, I feel hurt and abandoned and still I am living a fairytale in my mind. A believer… yes that is me. To believe is to actually be.
believer. a believer is strong and a believer knows right from wrong. They sing their own song. Their follow their dreams and forget about plotting schemes.
I once believed that anything was possible. Now I believe that there are standards to be meet, decisions to be made, and all about you without any of your own control. I believe that I am judged but maybe in a false light. I very well might believe I am better than I truly am. I believe I was born for greatness but may not achieve it.
John Lennon song… no wait the Monkees. Ridiculous and relatively stupid to jump into a song rather than have a unique idea about a word. Especially being an English teacher you would think I would have more creativity. Nerd.
I was once a believer of magical things. Unicorns prancing in my backyard, leprechauns stealing pots of pennies from my bedroom, wizards battling on my roof. But now, I’m older, “wiser”. Never to believe in faeries again…
I am a beliver.
A believer of many thing
A believer of wild imagination
Of fairy tale lands that I have never thought possible
But what of my belief?
It fades with age
and it becomes something of myth
Just take yourself back
and believe
God. Love. Power of belief is the strongest thing that can drive a person. a believer is allowing himself to give up his mind and allow his intuition to control the situation. he believes in something, even against all odds. a believer understands, then, that the world isn’t only about what you know, it is also about what you feel.
You know, she says that she believes but then whenever she’s around him, she denies it fervently. I really don’t understand it very well. They broke up well over a year ago, and she’s been in love since then, but she still feels this need to impress him. I think that it stems from her mommy-problems. She should really work on getting over that.
i dont think im a believer anymore. i used to believe in a lot of things but not anymore. i used to believe in myself, in my family, in my friends, in life. but now..now things are different, lifes not what i thought it was all about. me. im not myself anymore. i dont recognize myself anymore. im so different now but i dont know how. i dont know why. and i dont know how to go back. i dont know whats going on.
I’m a believer that people do not change. Once a cheater, always a cheater. Once an ass, always an ass. End of story. People may say that this is pessimistic, but its the truth. The sad, sad truth.
why is it always the same word? believer believer believer. no no no. i have no good thoughts on this at all. and that last minute to finish a sentence.. you just know everyone is re-writing and spell checking. laaaaameSAUCE.
I am a believer in very little.
But what I do believe, I stand for till the very end.
Love, among the thing I receive the least and yet believe in the most.
I guess thats what makes it special to me.
I’m a believer, but i still don’t believe your gone, your in heaven and that’s all that matters. I’ll always remember you . Every single thing you’ve done , you’ll be in my heart forever. Angle are lucky to have you there . I’m a believer so i’ll keep believing your somewhere out there.
I am a believer. When I said that at Vacation Bible School when I was six, I got nods of approval from my teachers. When I went to a Holocaust museum in Austria
I am a believer. I believe that things will work out for me eventually. I believe one day I will be truely happy with my life and everyone will truely know how to make me happy. Being a believer is something that only an optimist can be.
i am a believer in the Bible and all is says—no doubt that is happened as written–my faith is strengthened by my being a believer in the Grand Creator, Jehovah God.
Bee, leave her alone! Quit bothering her with your buzzing, your fuzzy abdomen brushing against her smooth cheek. She’s afraid of you. I don’t know why. It’s not your buzzing. Perhaps it’s the possibility of you stinging her, raising a red bump on her soft skin. Please go away, but don’t leave forever. Come visit me. I want
True believer. What other kind can there be? Do you have any idea how many beliefs you have stuffed in your head? Do you know where they came from? If you really believe them? Maybe someone else put them there, and you’ve been carrying them around all this time. Like someone elses’ lunch bag.
I believe that all hope isn’t lost. I look at some people, and these people, they may have the saddest problems a person could possibly, ever have. And yet there’s that tiny little spark of hope that glimmers in the dark, hallow depths of their eyes, notifying me that I can get past this. And then, I too, produce tiny little diamonds that sparkle lightly in the hallow of my eyes as well.
I may not be able to do many things correctly. I may not be able to understand so much in this world. But I do believe in things, I do. So I haven’t lost all hope for myself…maybe even everything. For example, I believe that Africa isn’t always going to be that one place in the world that will never find hope. Afterall, it took most of us 1900 something years to invent computers, right?
I am a believer in…
I was immediately about to write in the power of choice, but I’m in the middle of binging. And that doesn’t seem like much of a good choice to to me right now. Which means that I should stop and make the choice, even though it’s difficult.
A believer is someone who puts faith in the unknown, can transcend the metaphysical world and come to terms with a power greater than their own comprehension.
Ich bin Gläubig was macht der Glamit mir? Ein wahrer Gläubiger un er Glaubiger ienr anderen Religinn ist Das kann Probleme ben… Aber wiellent muss man es einfach auf sich zukommen lassne…. weweiß´wer am aende recht hat
believer is a good word. oh yes it is. i like believer. yep. it’s a believer all right. personally, im a belieber. and i need some bieber fever pain releaver. yep :) believe believe believe. yes ma’am. thats all. my name is angela marie. and i go to moline high school. in moline, illinois.
a believer is someone who believes in some type of ideal or faith or religion or anything, maybe even aliens. They believe in whatever it is, they have conviction about it. They know its true whether they have proof or they just have blind faith in whatever it is. They might believe in god or religion. They are believers. A believer may believe soemthing that in’t sn
I am a believer. I believe in love, i believe in second chances and I believe in keeping hope alive. Some think it’s too dangerous to believe in things… as if they have to let their gaurds down.
I’m a believer in the Lord Jesus, God, Holy Spirit, in Divine Love, in the good in everybody, the beauty in everybody. These are things I know are there, even though I can’t always see them.
I’m a believer in Santa Claus,
and I don’t think that will change
no matter how old I get.
I love the idea that magic can exist
even if everything else fails.
I just wish it all could extend
to everyone else in the world.
That would really be magic.
I am a believer that all things happen for a reason. If not, I’d go insane wondering why this shit was happening all the time. Why a job dematerialized and a paycheck went poof and the employer just disappeared.
I’m a believer in God, forgiveness, love, family, faith. Being a believer means being alive. Without it, I would feel dead.
Santa’s real, don’t let anyone tell you differently. Kids in your class will shun the believer but you must remain strong and laugh in the face of the non-believer. You may not get more presents than them now, or even in this lifetime, but on a snowy street corner on a dark Wednesday night, you’ll see Santa walk by, make eye contact, and give you a knowing wink.
I don’t believe, because belief is achieving something beyond what I can do. If I believed in her I wouldn’t leave her, and I’ve left her already, too far behind to rewind and return. It’s a burn on my palm, from a past that I’ve left behind me. I’m not a believer – I’m a go-get-her from wherever I left her, sometimes. And sometimes I’m a return to the past, because the present isn’t giving me anything worth recalling.
someone who is a little bit crazy, yet kinda lovely.
This I believe:
There is nothing.
I’m not really a believer, in most senses of the word.
I don’t have enough faith to truly say I believe in God.
I don’t believe in true love, and whenever I think, “oh, it COULD exist..”
…well.
Things happen to make me an unbeliever. All the time. But this one time, when I was searching for this necklace, I found it after praying. And this one time, I prayed to not be so lonely, and the next day, a boy asks me on a date.
So I dunno.
I believe in the small things, the simple things, and the complicated things being born from the things that made you happy. Everything gets a lil twisted around sometimes. Emotions get mixed up, mixed around, messed up.
I am a believer I have it tattooed on my right arm… believing in the things that never once believed in my, I feel hurt and abandoned and still I am living a fairytale in my mind. A believer… yes that is me. To believe is to actually be.
I’m a believer. I couldn’t leave her if i tried. One day she’ll leave, and one day i’ll watch her go, but until then I’ll keep her with me.
believer. a believer is strong and a believer knows right from wrong. They sing their own song. Their follow their dreams and forget about plotting schemes.
I once believed that anything was possible. Now I believe that there are standards to be meet, decisions to be made, and all about you without any of your own control. I believe that I am judged but maybe in a false light. I very well might believe I am better than I truly am. I believe I was born for greatness but may not achieve it.
John Lennon song… no wait the Monkees. Ridiculous and relatively stupid to jump into a song rather than have a unique idea about a word. Especially being an English teacher you would think I would have more creativity. Nerd.
I was once a believer of magical things. Unicorns prancing in my backyard, leprechauns stealing pots of pennies from my bedroom, wizards battling on my roof. But now, I’m older, “wiser”. Never to believe in faeries again…
My childhood is over.
I am a beliver.
A believer of many thing
A believer of wild imagination
Of fairy tale lands that I have never thought possible
But what of my belief?
It fades with age
and it becomes something of myth
Just take yourself back
and believe
i am a believer person because i love doing new things. A good believer is someone who can think about culture and ohter type of knowledge.
God. Love. Power of belief is the strongest thing that can drive a person. a believer is allowing himself to give up his mind and allow his intuition to control the situation. he believes in something, even against all odds. a believer understands, then, that the world isn’t only about what you know, it is also about what you feel.
You know, she says that she believes but then whenever she’s around him, she denies it fervently. I really don’t understand it very well. They broke up well over a year ago, and she’s been in love since then, but she still feels this need to impress him. I think that it stems from her mommy-problems. She should really work on getting over that.
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i dont think im a believer anymore. i used to believe in a lot of things but not anymore. i used to believe in myself, in my family, in my friends, in life. but now..now things are different, lifes not what i thought it was all about. me. im not myself anymore. i dont recognize myself anymore. im so different now but i dont know how. i dont know why. and i dont know how to go back. i dont know whats going on.
I’m a believer that people do not change. Once a cheater, always a cheater. Once an ass, always an ass. End of story. People may say that this is pessimistic, but its the truth. The sad, sad truth.
why is it always the same word? believer believer believer. no no no. i have no good thoughts on this at all. and that last minute to finish a sentence.. you just know everyone is re-writing and spell checking. laaaaameSAUCE.
I am a believer in very little.
But what I do believe, I stand for till the very end.
Love, among the thing I receive the least and yet believe in the most.
I guess thats what makes it special to me.
day dream monkees follow light into sun read write think right see do feel flow optimism :)
I’m a believer, but i still don’t believe your gone, your in heaven and that’s all that matters. I’ll always remember you . Every single thing you’ve done , you’ll be in my heart forever. Angle are lucky to have you there . I’m a believer so i’ll keep believing your somewhere out there.
I am a believer. When I said that at Vacation Bible School when I was six, I got nods of approval from my teachers. When I went to a Holocaust museum in Austria
I am a believer. I believe that things will work out for me eventually. I believe one day I will be truely happy with my life and everyone will truely know how to make me happy. Being a believer is something that only an optimist can be.
i am a believer in the Bible and all is says—no doubt that is happened as written–my faith is strengthened by my being a believer in the Grand Creator, Jehovah God.
Bee, leave her alone! Quit bothering her with your buzzing, your fuzzy abdomen brushing against her smooth cheek. She’s afraid of you. I don’t know why. It’s not your buzzing. Perhaps it’s the possibility of you stinging her, raising a red bump on her soft skin. Please go away, but don’t leave forever. Come visit me. I want
True believer. What other kind can there be? Do you have any idea how many beliefs you have stuffed in your head? Do you know where they came from? If you really believe them? Maybe someone else put them there, and you’ve been carrying them around all this time. Like someone elses’ lunch bag.