Console me, comfort me. It’s been a long, hard day. School was the worst. The only thing that can comfort me is you, your words, your touch. I need that right now more than ever, but you’re far away, you’re gone. Will I ever be comforted? Will everything really be okay again? Lies.
i find vandalism consoling. you tell someone that you feel alone, disenchanted by humankind, and they smile uncomfortably and sidle away. but when you scrawl “i am alone. i am disenchanted by humankind.” on a bus or a wall or under a bridge, people can see, they can relate: they are be lonely too, they are disenchanted too. and there you have it… companionship in loneliness. vandalism consoles.
She desperately tried to console herself, alone in her room. What else was she supposed to do? Her best friend had just died. The best friend she’d been in love with. Now he was gone. Now what?
mate i dont even know what that means, console? as in to console with someone? console a secret? or something like that, like the same as confine? or is it confind? oh i think its confine hmmmm
I wanted to hold her, and tell her that everything would be alright. But she was crying, far away from me, and I couldn’t do anything to stop the tears that streamed down her face; the tears that would stop one day, but keep flowing in her heart.
i try to hold his hand but he feels the pain no matter what. It burns to think all I do will never get through to him but I’m sure the thought that I’ll never give up on him helps him at least a little
wii. what a game to play with the family.
xbox. only for the master gamer.
ps3. for those who have no life..
i wish there was a love console for those who want a love life.
The console was of a brownish color, basically faded but it was able to produce the sounds that it was made for. it was definitively an old radio player, but it actually still emitted the last gasps thru the dying bulbs of its equipment.
it is a wonderful thing to be consoled after the loss of a loved one. But, it is also wonderful to be able to have the gift to console another person when they are in pain.
Console is a peaceful word. It brings up thoughts of peace.
I want to console myself, but I’m too busy for the self-examination this would require. If I knew the truth about myself, faced it the way one faces cancer, I would then be dishonest if I didn’t reveal these truths about me. Pretend kindness when I know I can turn cold and walk away. If I know that to be true, should I not then warn everyone the way one would a disease? I have walk-away, the details are on this card.
i wish to be consoled by someone else when my heart hurts but for now, all I can do is be my own ice cream on those heartbreaking nights. In the end, you really are the only one, because we are all each other in a sense.
no me console ni dije que me consolaría, porque la verdad es que por más que me consuele, el descosuelo no es una cosola, ni suena, ni resuena, solo desconsola solamente y desolada, como la soledad y la edaad del sol, que no se consuelan nunca de su desconsuelo, jaja
wii consoles they are fun but they can be dangerous. if you don’t tie the strap for the controller around your wrist properly, it can fly off and break your television screen.
He watched his daughter, her Easter dress ragged, as she wept on the grass. No doubt a patch of green grass stains were beginning to appear on the fabric where her knees were pressing on the lawn. He was bewildered, and at a loss. What can you do when a child comes across their first look at death. Scooter had been with the family forever, it was all she had ever known. Now he was laying on the grass, old age and heat had taken him. Unfortunately she was the first to get to him, and now all he could do is try to console her as he explained why things die.
having to console people is an everyday thing for me. at first i was taken aback by people with their problems but now ive come to accept it and help people through their problems. its actually nice i like to do it now. people need some one to console i
While the baby was crying, I was attempting to console my mother. My father had just left with all the money we had to go off with a much younger woman. My mom had loved him, but now that was gone. I held her close as she cried, with so much force it was like the great waterfall at the end of the town. She looked at me, eyes red from tears, and spoke for the 1st time in 10 minutes.
“Get the baby to be quiet! Your as useless as your dumb father!” I felt the burn off the slap across my face. This has changed my mother. She needed therapy because my father left. Now, I was the one who needed consoling. Because, now I was the victim.
A basket of receipts and wrappers
and a couple private souvenirs
are tucked into his center console.
His whole carriage bounces up a wooded dirt road.
Squeak. Shake.
Here he comes to save the day:
riding dirty, riding free,
bringing all his antics back to me.
He came to me, I knew it was done. She had broken him, ground him down to a pulpy mass of the star dust with which he had once shone. He still loved her despite her recklessness; “This is not love” I thought. But the words that he heard were, “Come here” and he fell into my lap like dilapidated house glad for its wrecking ball.
I guess all I could do was put my hand on her shoulder. I could feel her breathing in and out, feel her chest rising and falling, feel her body tremble as she fought to keep her composure. Composure. It seems like a funny word in this moment. Right here, watching her try not to fall on her back as the carpet of stability she clung to is thrust out from under her.
She consoled me, or tried to I should say. It didnt help. I didn’t want to hear that is would work out, I wanted everything back to the way it way. Perfect, Comfortable, Peaceful, Same. Yet she tried. She wanted to pull me out of my funk, I ran the other way.
what the hell is this
i have never thought much about this
what do you put in it
like… nothing
sending people in space?
covering nuclear energy plants
what was this damn it…….
i cant even remember its definition
couldnt you give me sth better
I want to console you, make you feel better. Why don’t yo let me. MAybe you dont even need to be consoled, but why did you cry that night??? I don;t really know what to write. this isn’t a real problem. I’m going to forget about it. I think thats a good idea. yeah? OK welllllll Console mE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Console, buttons, a cool blue metal plate and red kool-aide icecubes, stringbean levers and spaghetti wires, bundled together by another loose spaghetti, like a girl using her dark brown hair as her own bandana.
He consoled me when I was sad. He consoled me when I was mad. He consoled me when I was glad – it was all over. He loves me. I love Him because He first loved me. Console those who do not know Him. Console those who need love. Love those who need consoling. Love Him, love others, console.
Video games were a huge part of my childhood, something I look back on in nostalgia and sadness. They brought me so many wonderful times, and I can’t forget all our journeys, but now I am plagued by electronic impatience.
The kid sat at the console, his eyes fixed on the television screen. His body leaned this way and that as he turned corners in the game, as if it would help him somehow.
Is it sad that I think about my xbox console? I like playing video games but I really don’t have much time to do so. Mass Effect 2 is an excellent game. I got mine for free from an exboyfriend.
Gaming is one of my favorite things to do. As far as consoles go, the N64 had some very good games, but the gamecube wasn’t too bad either. The gamecube was definitely underrated. Of course, portable console are very nice.
Que me consuelen. Al menos lo pueden intentar. No sé qué éxito tendrán. Porque mis llantos son más fuertes que yo. Cuando era pequeña, un tiempo mi mamá me llevaba a los entierros de parintes suyos, viejos, con los cuales no me conectaba para nada. No hubieran podido encontrar una llorona más perfecta …
The rebel plugged his console into what the hell is going on
entered data statistics programming the numbers load like catfish multiplying on the river screen of data that unfolds before him this is it ten more seconds and we’ll finally have crashed the system and
suddenly the door blasts open and they fire bullets in the air like it’s nobody’s business and you’re all alone with a blank page because the story canceled itself out of existence.
My sister watched psycho when she was six years old. When we went to summer camp she refused to take a shower because she was afraid she would get axe murdered. A counselor came and found me in my cabin and begged me to console my sister and make sure that she bathed properly. I was nine and a half years old at the time, but I went and demonstrated that the showers were perfectly safe.
Console me, comfort me. It’s been a long, hard day. School was the worst. The only thing that can comfort me is you, your words, your touch. I need that right now more than ever, but you’re far away, you’re gone. Will I ever be comforted? Will everything really be okay again? Lies.
i find vandalism consoling. you tell someone that you feel alone, disenchanted by humankind, and they smile uncomfortably and sidle away. but when you scrawl “i am alone. i am disenchanted by humankind.” on a bus or a wall or under a bridge, people can see, they can relate: they are be lonely too, they are disenchanted too. and there you have it… companionship in loneliness. vandalism consoles.
Love has turned out to be an angry needle. Console me with your lovely pain and I’ll have you on my console.
She desperately tried to console herself, alone in her room. What else was she supposed to do? Her best friend had just died. The best friend she’d been in love with. Now he was gone. Now what?
Console means to comfort someone, who is upset. Mary consoled Jane because she was sad. Console,Console,Console.
mate i dont even know what that means, console? as in to console with someone? console a secret? or something like that, like the same as confine? or is it confind? oh i think its confine hmmmm
I wanted to hold her, and tell her that everything would be alright. But she was crying, far away from me, and I couldn’t do anything to stop the tears that streamed down her face; the tears that would stop one day, but keep flowing in her heart.
i try to hold his hand but he feels the pain no matter what. It burns to think all I do will never get through to him but I’m sure the thought that I’ll never give up on him helps him at least a little
wii. what a game to play with the family.
xbox. only for the master gamer.
ps3. for those who have no life..
i wish there was a love console for those who want a love life.
The console was of a brownish color, basically faded but it was able to produce the sounds that it was made for. it was definitively an old radio player, but it actually still emitted the last gasps thru the dying bulbs of its equipment.
it is a wonderful thing to be consoled after the loss of a loved one. But, it is also wonderful to be able to have the gift to console another person when they are in pain.
Console is a peaceful word. It brings up thoughts of peace.
We lean.
The weight of our argument
In between,
Dividing us until
we lose our cool
once again.
I want to console myself, but I’m too busy for the self-examination this would require. If I knew the truth about myself, faced it the way one faces cancer, I would then be dishonest if I didn’t reveal these truths about me. Pretend kindness when I know I can turn cold and walk away. If I know that to be true, should I not then warn everyone the way one would a disease? I have walk-away, the details are on this card.
i wish to be consoled by someone else when my heart hurts but for now, all I can do is be my own ice cream on those heartbreaking nights. In the end, you really are the only one, because we are all each other in a sense.
Why is console always the first word?? I want to write about something like South Park or Harry Potter. I don’t even own any game consoles!
no me console ni dije que me consolaría, porque la verdad es que por más que me consuele, el descosuelo no es una cosola, ni suena, ni resuena, solo desconsola solamente y desolada, como la soledad y la edaad del sol, que no se consuelan nunca de su desconsuelo, jaja
wii consoles they are fun but they can be dangerous. if you don’t tie the strap for the controller around your wrist properly, it can fly off and break your television screen.
He watched his daughter, her Easter dress ragged, as she wept on the grass. No doubt a patch of green grass stains were beginning to appear on the fabric where her knees were pressing on the lawn. He was bewildered, and at a loss. What can you do when a child comes across their first look at death. Scooter had been with the family forever, it was all she had ever known. Now he was laying on the grass, old age and heat had taken him. Unfortunately she was the first to get to him, and now all he could do is try to console her as he explained why things die.
having to console people is an everyday thing for me. at first i was taken aback by people with their problems but now ive come to accept it and help people through their problems. its actually nice i like to do it now. people need some one to console i
Speak
Live
Laugh
Love
Be Heard
Be loud
Be outspoken
Console
Care
Don’t be in the dark, when a friend needs help
Console
Console
Care!
While the baby was crying, I was attempting to console my mother. My father had just left with all the money we had to go off with a much younger woman. My mom had loved him, but now that was gone. I held her close as she cried, with so much force it was like the great waterfall at the end of the town. She looked at me, eyes red from tears, and spoke for the 1st time in 10 minutes.
“Get the baby to be quiet! Your as useless as your dumb father!” I felt the burn off the slap across my face. This has changed my mother. She needed therapy because my father left. Now, I was the one who needed consoling. Because, now I was the victim.
A basket of receipts and wrappers
and a couple private souvenirs
are tucked into his center console.
His whole carriage bounces up a wooded dirt road.
Squeak. Shake.
Here he comes to save the day:
riding dirty, riding free,
bringing all his antics back to me.
He came to me, I knew it was done. She had broken him, ground him down to a pulpy mass of the star dust with which he had once shone. He still loved her despite her recklessness; “This is not love” I thought. But the words that he heard were, “Come here” and he fell into my lap like dilapidated house glad for its wrecking ball.
He wrapped her arms around her shoulders and tried to console her. She buried her face into his shoulder as her body was wracked with sobs.
I guess all I could do was put my hand on her shoulder. I could feel her breathing in and out, feel her chest rising and falling, feel her body tremble as she fought to keep her composure. Composure. It seems like a funny word in this moment. Right here, watching her try not to fall on her back as the carpet of stability she clung to is thrust out from under her.
She consoled me, or tried to I should say. It didnt help. I didn’t want to hear that is would work out, I wanted everything back to the way it way. Perfect, Comfortable, Peaceful, Same. Yet she tried. She wanted to pull me out of my funk, I ran the other way.
what the hell is this
i have never thought much about this
what do you put in it
like… nothing
sending people in space?
covering nuclear energy plants
what was this damn it…….
i cant even remember its definition
couldnt you give me sth better
game xbox ps3 fun, game console gets your mind off things, may help in your procrastination. i dont like playing games though but i still have a xbox
I want to console you, make you feel better. Why don’t yo let me. MAybe you dont even need to be consoled, but why did you cry that night??? I don;t really know what to write. this isn’t a real problem. I’m going to forget about it. I think thats a good idea. yeah? OK welllllll Console mE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Console, buttons, a cool blue metal plate and red kool-aide icecubes, stringbean levers and spaghetti wires, bundled together by another loose spaghetti, like a girl using her dark brown hair as her own bandana.
He consoled me when I was sad. He consoled me when I was mad. He consoled me when I was glad – it was all over. He loves me. I love Him because He first loved me. Console those who do not know Him. Console those who need love. Love those who need consoling. Love Him, love others, console.
Video games were a huge part of my childhood, something I look back on in nostalgia and sadness. They brought me so many wonderful times, and I can’t forget all our journeys, but now I am plagued by electronic impatience.
The kid sat at the console, his eyes fixed on the television screen. His body leaned this way and that as he turned corners in the game, as if it would help him somehow.
Is it sad that I think about my xbox console? I like playing video games but I really don’t have much time to do so. Mass Effect 2 is an excellent game. I got mine for free from an exboyfriend.
I’ve never had a way with words, especially at times like these. I don’t know what to say to you. I have to hope me being here will be enough.
Gaming is one of my favorite things to do. As far as consoles go, the N64 had some very good games, but the gamecube wasn’t too bad either. The gamecube was definitely underrated. Of course, portable console are very nice.
My consolation to you:
Oh, these times are hard, yeah they’re making us crazy don’t give up on me, baby.
Que me consuelen. Al menos lo pueden intentar. No sé qué éxito tendrán. Porque mis llantos son más fuertes que yo. Cuando era pequeña, un tiempo mi mamá me llevaba a los entierros de parintes suyos, viejos, con los cuales no me conectaba para nada. No hubieran podido encontrar una llorona más perfecta …
The rebel plugged his console into what the hell is going on
entered data statistics programming the numbers load like catfish multiplying on the river screen of data that unfolds before him this is it ten more seconds and we’ll finally have crashed the system and
suddenly the door blasts open and they fire bullets in the air like it’s nobody’s business and you’re all alone with a blank page because the story canceled itself out of existence.
My sister watched psycho when she was six years old. When we went to summer camp she refused to take a shower because she was afraid she would get axe murdered. A counselor came and found me in my cabin and begged me to console my sister and make sure that she bathed properly. I was nine and a half years old at the time, but I went and demonstrated that the showers were perfectly safe.