certainty does not exist. confusion..running through my veins, through my mind, through myself. left or right, up or down. the doors are locked and my hands are sweating.
I am certain that you are crazy
This is one thing I am certain of
Absolutely positively certain
I am certain that you are crazy
Crazy as the Mad Hatter
In Wonderland
No one is ever certain.
We can pretend we are—
but deep down we need to realize we aren’t.
Everything we do in life is uncertain.
We never know if our choice is the certain one.
We constantly go back and forth with our decisions,
never actually being certain about anything.
Certainty is non-existent—
for me at least…
I was never certain about you
I will never be certain that you loved me
but no matter what
you certainly won’t leave me alone
and I’m not certain I want you to.
I was certain he was the one. Yes, the ONE. I never thought I would meet him. I always dreamed that this day would happen. I couldn’t contain myself. I ran over, put my arms around his neck, and yelled, “Mickey, I can’t believe I’ve finally met you!”
I am certain that I will be writing about this word. Isaac is over there smiling at a hard drive for no reason. I am not certain why. OK, let me try to do better…
One can never be certain of anything, because we are inside ourselves and can therefore not be objective
I am certain that I can write I have an active imagination and a lot of drama in my life i am certain that i am a writer. Just give me he chance to show you
Nerds at the dawn of the next generation will be far less susceptible to the treatment they currently receive. Of this I am certain. For you see, nerds are without doubt some of the most resiliently adaptable creatures in the realm of evolutionary biology. The mere fact that they are still extant is, I feel, sufficient proof of this.
certainly. you can say it with so many tone inflections its awesome. and it can be taken so many ways…what a cool word. just say it. over and over. certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain hahah love it!
I am certain that i am a fool…idk that’s what came to my mind. but i have to tell you that as i typed that sentence i had a typo and it said “i am certain that i am a foot. –which is certainly<– ha! not true. ….anyway. i am a fool because i am. foolish in many things, but happy. certainly yes. i am certain….certain certain certain. its such a quaint word. certainly.
I was certain. Damn it, I knew I was in love with him. Nothing could deny this feeling.
“I promise, I’ll never leave you,” he promised. I wanted to believe that what he was telling me was true, but I knew it wouldn’t last. He would never love me the way I loved him. And I was certain about that. I wished I was wrong, oh, how I wished I was wrong. Maybe one day, one day…
There are certain things we cant change. Laws of physics such as kinematics and interactions of motion. I wonder sometimes if there are other universes with different rules.
I am certain that I am human. I am certain that I am alive. I am certain that I like pizza. I am certain that I am African-American. I am certain I am me… or am I?
Of one thing I was positively certain, the love ignited in my bosom was not the kind to shy away.. oh no, I could feel in every pulsation of my heart the need for it to burst through my very pores.
It was certain that i have consumed a lot of valium, the women stared at me with his contraband kid, they tried to take me out of the building but i just simply fainted and the police guards
It isn’t for certain why I haven’t returned your phone call, but I think my fingers know that I shouldn’t. Why? Because they haven’t even bothered to hit redial and it’s been a week since you called. I think I’m certain we’re dead — that you’re memory has become nothing more than a fallen Maple leaf that I step on as I go about my day. I’m fairly certain.
I am certain of my life. I am certain of my death. I am certain that every effort I make will have results. what those results are I am certain will surprise me. I am certain of my love for all things living and some that are not. I am certain of my passion that is expressed in many forms of art and literature.
There’s a certain someone that’s been on my mind. Even though I’ve barely just met them. I kind of want to know them better but really? I’m not sure. Hahah.
I mean, you seem like a nice guy. More importantly, someone I could get along with. But who am I to you? I kind of wish I just had some kind of sign, or a signal, or something. But again you might be the kind of person that’s busy. Shmeh.
I know I don’t really know KNOW you but you’re the certain someone that’s been in my mind. I hope we can be close friends, at least.
I am certain that being a single mother would kill me. Maybe not physically, but my energy and personality would slowly be throttled by the experience. They would hang limp around me, clinging to other identifying aspects of myself, as I did the dishes and laundry well after the children were in bed. I’m tired just thinking about the unlikely possibility.
It isn’t for certain why I haven’t returned your phone call, but I think my fingers know that I shouldn’t. Why? Because they haven’t even bothered to hit redial and it’s been a week since you called. I think I’m certain we’re dead – that you’re memory has become nothing more than a fallen Maple leaf that I step on as I go about my day.
Are you certain she is leaving? Because I think she should. She doesn’t help or contribute to this family. In fact, I don’t think she is “family” anymore. Her daughter is a whole other story.
I head towards my future. My past crashing behind me, the present nearly drowning me. Hard work doesn’t always pay. But, as I stand at the dawn of a new chapter, what lies ahead is nothing certain.
she was certain this was the way she should take. his hand slipping out of hers, she must stand alone, cold and uncertain. but the past was behind her, and before she knew it, she was falling. the bright red that dripped from the leaves melted into the ground below. the colour of the trees blended as if water ran through them. was it an illusion, or was it just the tears in her eyes?
Well, if I was to be really certain, I’d have to make certain that I was certainly not making a big idiot of myself, because I certainly would not like to deal with that. But then again, if I had been certain before, I would certainly NOT be in this certain situation.
I’m certain. How often can you say that. Well everyday I feel less and less certain and as you get older you should be more certain. Nothing is certain in this day and it can be exciting but it can also be very scary.
I am certain that I love him. It is without a doubt that I love him with all the intensity someone can muster. I can’t let him go. They say if you love someone, let them go, but that only applies if they want to go. I love him, but he doesn’t want to go. And so I will cling to the last bit of hope we have left.
“Certainly not!” the older man cried.
“And why not?” questioned the doctor,”Who’s to agree or disagree with what is being said? Aren’t we all just here to argue?”
it is a certain possiblity that i am certain that i am totally screwed up and don’t know what the hell i am doing. i am uncertain to the extent, and that is the plain and simple fine fine truth. i am certain that this is a simple and uncertain passage of uncertainties. i am certain that i love someone who doesn’t believe in love.
there isn’t much that i am certain about, except that this nagging feeling of nothing ever settling fully in my mind will always be there. i crave certainty. i want to taste it deeply, on a primal level that no one can take away. i hope.
As the days start ticking by, and her birthday looms ever closer the Fae shudders to think of the horrifying things she has to help do this weekend. Yes, it is something that needs to be done but she’s not happy about it. Who would be? One thing was for certain. She’d be helping kill the man she loves.
“Are you certain you are allowed to do that?”
She stopped rifling through the papers and glared at him. “I don’t exactly have much of a choice, do I?” She turned around and went back to looking for what she needed. His frown grew and he shifted uncomfortably and hoped she would be down soon.
“You’re sure of this?”
“Certain.”
I gave him a wary look before turning away and closing my eyes. “I’m trusting you.”
He didn’t say anything for a long moment. Then, finally… “I know.”
I jumped and tried to scream, but nothing came out of my lips. He was there in the end though, as he promised.
I was one hundred percent certain that he was the man I had seen in the park that day walking his dog. The one who seemed so sad and blue, now looked powerful and confident as he strode up to me on the sidewalk in front of the movie theater and asked if I wanted to go in together.
I am certain about nothing, yet anything is possible within the reasonable perceptions of our lives and I am actually certain about something that is nothing else but a virtual reflection of my mind.
I was certain.
Or thought I was certain.
As it turns out, nothing is certain.
Certainly you wouldn’t have behaved this way
If you were certain about the way you felt
Though I accept that the uncertainty
Is what made me ascertain
That it was certainly a risk I needed to take.
certainty does not exist. confusion..running through my veins, through my mind, through myself. left or right, up or down. the doors are locked and my hands are sweating.
I am certain that you are crazy
This is one thing I am certain of
Absolutely positively certain
I am certain that you are crazy
Crazy as the Mad Hatter
In Wonderland
No one is ever certain.
We can pretend we are—
but deep down we need to realize we aren’t.
Everything we do in life is uncertain.
We never know if our choice is the certain one.
We constantly go back and forth with our decisions,
never actually being certain about anything.
Certainty is non-existent—
for me at least…
I was never certain about you
I will never be certain that you loved me
but no matter what
you certainly won’t leave me alone
and I’m not certain I want you to.
I was certain he was the one. Yes, the ONE. I never thought I would meet him. I always dreamed that this day would happen. I couldn’t contain myself. I ran over, put my arms around his neck, and yelled, “Mickey, I can’t believe I’ve finally met you!”
I am certain that I will be writing about this word. Isaac is over there smiling at a hard drive for no reason. I am not certain why. OK, let me try to do better…
One can never be certain of anything, because we are inside ourselves and can therefore not be objective
I am certain that I can write I have an active imagination and a lot of drama in my life i am certain that i am a writer. Just give me he chance to show you
Nerds at the dawn of the next generation will be far less susceptible to the treatment they currently receive. Of this I am certain. For you see, nerds are without doubt some of the most resiliently adaptable creatures in the realm of evolutionary biology. The mere fact that they are still extant is, I feel, sufficient proof of this.
sure. positive. absolute. unquetionable. unchangable. undeniable. i love you. of that, i am certain.
certainly. you can say it with so many tone inflections its awesome. and it can be taken so many ways…what a cool word. just say it. over and over. certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain certain hahah love it!
I am certain that i am a fool…idk that’s what came to my mind. but i have to tell you that as i typed that sentence i had a typo and it said “i am certain that i am a foot. –which is certainly<– ha! not true. ….anyway. i am a fool because i am. foolish in many things, but happy. certainly yes. i am certain….certain certain certain. its such a quaint word. certainly.
I was certain. Damn it, I knew I was in love with him. Nothing could deny this feeling.
“I promise, I’ll never leave you,” he promised. I wanted to believe that what he was telling me was true, but I knew it wouldn’t last. He would never love me the way I loved him. And I was certain about that. I wished I was wrong, oh, how I wished I was wrong. Maybe one day, one day…
There are certain things we cant change. Laws of physics such as kinematics and interactions of motion. I wonder sometimes if there are other universes with different rules.
Again? this word “certain” makes me remember that we all are certaintly uncertain about our future, that its certain, but yes, it’s like valium.
I am certain that I am human. I am certain that I am alive. I am certain that I like pizza. I am certain that I am African-American. I am certain I am me… or am I?
Of one thing I was positively certain, the love ignited in my bosom was not the kind to shy away.. oh no, I could feel in every pulsation of my heart the need for it to burst through my very pores.
what are we certain of, because i know that there really isnt much that i am “certain” of.
My parents and sister love me, i love them.
My dog means the world to me and i to him.
I have an amazing family and i am certain that i like who i am.
It was certain that i have consumed a lot of valium, the women stared at me with his contraband kid, they tried to take me out of the building but i just simply fainted and the police guards
I was certain that life as I knew it was about to change. Certainly it would spiral out of control and into the great beyond.
It isn’t for certain why I haven’t returned your phone call, but I think my fingers know that I shouldn’t. Why? Because they haven’t even bothered to hit redial and it’s been a week since you called. I think I’m certain we’re dead — that you’re memory has become nothing more than a fallen Maple leaf that I step on as I go about my day. I’m fairly certain.
I am certain of my life. I am certain of my death. I am certain that every effort I make will have results. what those results are I am certain will surprise me. I am certain of my love for all things living and some that are not. I am certain of my passion that is expressed in many forms of art and literature.
There’s a certain someone that’s been on my mind. Even though I’ve barely just met them. I kind of want to know them better but really? I’m not sure. Hahah.
I mean, you seem like a nice guy. More importantly, someone I could get along with. But who am I to you? I kind of wish I just had some kind of sign, or a signal, or something. But again you might be the kind of person that’s busy. Shmeh.
I know I don’t really know KNOW you but you’re the certain someone that’s been in my mind. I hope we can be close friends, at least.
I am certain that being a single mother would kill me. Maybe not physically, but my energy and personality would slowly be throttled by the experience. They would hang limp around me, clinging to other identifying aspects of myself, as I did the dishes and laundry well after the children were in bed. I’m tired just thinking about the unlikely possibility.
It isn’t for certain why I haven’t returned your phone call, but I think my fingers know that I shouldn’t. Why? Because they haven’t even bothered to hit redial and it’s been a week since you called. I think I’m certain we’re dead – that you’re memory has become nothing more than a fallen Maple leaf that I step on as I go about my day.
Are you certain she is leaving? Because I think she should. She doesn’t help or contribute to this family. In fact, I don’t think she is “family” anymore. Her daughter is a whole other story.
I head towards my future. My past crashing behind me, the present nearly drowning me. Hard work doesn’t always pay. But, as I stand at the dawn of a new chapter, what lies ahead is nothing certain.
she was certain this was the way she should take. his hand slipping out of hers, she must stand alone, cold and uncertain. but the past was behind her, and before she knew it, she was falling. the bright red that dripped from the leaves melted into the ground below. the colour of the trees blended as if water ran through them. was it an illusion, or was it just the tears in her eyes?
Well, if I was to be really certain, I’d have to make certain that I was certainly not making a big idiot of myself, because I certainly would not like to deal with that. But then again, if I had been certain before, I would certainly NOT be in this certain situation.
I’m certain. How often can you say that. Well everyday I feel less and less certain and as you get older you should be more certain. Nothing is certain in this day and it can be exciting but it can also be very scary.
I am certain that I love him. It is without a doubt that I love him with all the intensity someone can muster. I can’t let him go. They say if you love someone, let them go, but that only applies if they want to go. I love him, but he doesn’t want to go. And so I will cling to the last bit of hope we have left.
“Certainly not!” the older man cried.
“And why not?” questioned the doctor,”Who’s to agree or disagree with what is being said? Aren’t we all just here to argue?”
it is a certain possiblity that i am certain that i am totally screwed up and don’t know what the hell i am doing. i am uncertain to the extent, and that is the plain and simple fine fine truth. i am certain that this is a simple and uncertain passage of uncertainties. i am certain that i love someone who doesn’t believe in love.
there isn’t much that i am certain about, except that this nagging feeling of nothing ever settling fully in my mind will always be there. i crave certainty. i want to taste it deeply, on a primal level that no one can take away. i hope.
As the days start ticking by, and her birthday looms ever closer the Fae shudders to think of the horrifying things she has to help do this weekend. Yes, it is something that needs to be done but she’s not happy about it. Who would be? One thing was for certain. She’d be helping kill the man she loves.
“Are you certain you are allowed to do that?”
She stopped rifling through the papers and glared at him. “I don’t exactly have much of a choice, do I?” She turned around and went back to looking for what she needed. His frown grew and he shifted uncomfortably and hoped she would be down soon.
“You’re sure of this?”
“Certain.”
I gave him a wary look before turning away and closing my eyes. “I’m trusting you.”
He didn’t say anything for a long moment. Then, finally… “I know.”
I jumped and tried to scream, but nothing came out of my lips. He was there in the end though, as he promised.
Without a doubt in my mind, I knew that I was a lesbian. Whether to come out or not, there I was un-certain.
I was one hundred percent certain that he was the man I had seen in the park that day walking his dog. The one who seemed so sad and blue, now looked powerful and confident as he strode up to me on the sidewalk in front of the movie theater and asked if I wanted to go in together.
I am certain about nothing, yet anything is possible within the reasonable perceptions of our lives and I am actually certain about something that is nothing else but a virtual reflection of my mind.
I was certain.
Or thought I was certain.
As it turns out, nothing is certain.
Certainly you wouldn’t have behaved this way
If you were certain about the way you felt
Though I accept that the uncertainty
Is what made me ascertain
That it was certainly a risk I needed to take.