we all have this idea that we desrve things. that if we are good people then we deserve better than what we were given. the truth is no one deserves anything and we are all just a bundle of cells and chemical reactions and are far too dramatic about it.
I deserve to be happy. I have plenty of work to do to truly live the full life I want and I can do it. Becoming a better person has mean leaving behind a lot of the people and things that I used to do and care about. Its amazing when you realize what you really deserve.
Deserve. How do we know if we deserve something? Who deserves anything? Are we all deserving all of the time? Or some of the time? Why does one group tell me I’m deserving of a life of love and happiness while when I proclaim that for myself people look at me like I have my head up my ass. Like I think I’m more deserving of love and joy than anyone else.
Sometimes I feel I dont get what I deserve. I feel I deserve something better, at least for all the efforts that I put in. But destiny has other plans.
That’s what I told myself as I tried to claw my way out from rock bottom. My fingernails were bloody with trying to crawl out of THAT. FUCKING. HOLE. That rut I’d put myself in. Deserve has nothing to do with it. I’m going to EARN IT. I’m going to get out of this rut and I’m going to tear the world a new asshole, make it my own.
De-serve. To serve. T do for others. De as a prefix is to take it away. De tox. Take away the toxins. De ice. Take away the ice. So then, take away do for others. Does this mean it’s meant for me? Not necessarily.
Everyone deserves some happiness, and a little bit of sorrow. However, no one has a control of how much or when in life happiness and sorrow would manifest, nor do they have any say on what the manifestation might be in the form of. For some, it comes across as serendipity and accidents, for others it is a result of careful planning.
I deserved that award I don’t care what the judges say my routine was way better than the first place winner,I only got second,Uggh I can’t believe after all my hard work I didn’t even get first
i deserve nothing. i was born out of a series of chances, there is no place carved out for me on this world. i could cease to exist and the world would not blink. as a result, i cannot believe that anything is inherently mine to take.
He felt lost in life, dragged under the tide and dragged around. He felt like he deserved more than what he had been given. His mind constantly fights him and sleep torments him.
I ate the marshmallows out of the rocky road. Left the nuts and soupy chocolate for the birds. Under the boardwalk I hear the waves slurp on piers. There’s nothing here I want to see. No one here I want to know. I’m just drifting through the frame. Alone wandering along the planks. It’s been awhile since I’ve been this cold. Empty where a heart should beat. Nothing speaks to me. Where shadows pass like dusty figures flickering in the light I feel the coming of the night.
you think you need something
deserve it
without earning it
what a word
earn
treacherous
a thought within the depths of what you before thought was in the fore
a broken baked dreamed so afraid of schemes
a smile in a frown
knowing you’re much, much worse than what you thought you were
but that’s what you needed
He told me I deserved the world. What a filthy lie that was.
We sat on the dented hood of his battered Ford, under knitted blankets as he toyed with the long strands of dark brown that fell over my neck. Just two warm bodies naked under the stars, that’s all we were, all we wanted to be.
Someone tried to convince me that I didn’t deserve you. That I didn’t deserve the glance you cast me halfway across the room. Someone told me they’d be better for you – hold you tighter, kiss you more sweetly. I asked, “But can you throw a punch like me?” And before they could respond, I clocked them in the side of the head and knocked them out.
More, less, what you got. I’d love to tell you it’s wrong but justice is relative and a reaction may harbor as much fault as a trigger. This weakness is the fault of no one else, it rests on my shoulders, the ones you keep staring at, the ones you want to touch as a handshake turns into a caress. Looks like I understand more than I thought, yet your attention span jumps and attacks from every single angle like your presence. It’s not exactly fear, because I stand here for so long and watch myself die. It’s helplessness, and it decides to ball its fingers into firsts and beat me down the street after reassurance hangs up, and I don’t take out my umbrella, thank god it rains, if my eyes weren’t so red perhaps it would make for a good cover, but as I keep my line of sight downwards it doesn’t matter anyway. I want to leave, be out of the public eye, but where? Not a single place I can go won’t make me jump at the sounds night brings. You get what you earn, what you ask for, in the cruelest ways.
“I don’t deserve this.”
“I know.”
“But I don’t feel like I can say anything.”
“I know.”
“And there’s no good solution.”
“I know.”
“Well, I guess you just know everything, don’t you?”
“I… I’m sorry, I was just trying to listen.”
“I know.”
“Ah. I see what you did there.”
serve and undo
undo and serve
but don’t swerve
deserve
I do declare
that I deserve more
than this pitiful
excuse
to serve me no longer
i do declare that
I deserve more
than you’re offering
We are ungrateful servants, we have only done our duty and deserve no credit. What do you deserve, do we deserve anything, aren’t things, most things graces? Gifts that by no account we’ve been given?
I don’t deserve for my life to be like this. A chipped cup sitting in a dusty corner to be used. I promise that I won’t cut your lip if you drink from me. I’m just as good as the others, and maybe I can only hold a little less liquid than the others, but that only adds to my charm.
I deserve this. I do. I’ve worked hard. I’ve gone to the gym 3 times this week. Well, two times and a walk. I’ve eaten nothing but salads and veggies and lean protein. Except that time it was James’ birthday. And Jenn’s bachelorette. She surveyed the crispy golden brown delicacy in front of her. Self -sabotage, her therapist’s new favourite phrase wafted through her mind, as did the scent of the still-hot fryer oil oozing onto the plate in front of her.
we deserve to live our life in the most respectful way to one another. i deserve to make myself write more as the words are difficult to come out today. i deserve to put myself on a constant writing and journaling schedule :/
You deserve dessert every day of your life. Treat yourself! Why not? Life is too short to deny yourself what you deserve. Definitely go for what you want in life. I believe in you!
for every drop of rain, the lush green dew filled fields, lap up the drips of nourishment. The rays hit the dew filled spears. The song of the lonely bird on the pine tree is sweeter at 6 then at dusk
what did she deserve? everyones thoughts on that were different.
Her dad thought she deserved the world.
the boy from English class thought she deserved more than the asshole on the football team was a giving her
but her opinion on the matter? she didn’t deserve the good that life offered her.
we all have this idea that we desrve things. that if we are good people then we deserve better than what we were given. the truth is no one deserves anything and we are all just a bundle of cells and chemical reactions and are far too dramatic about it.
Deserve? Hah! we deserve nothing. We may expect, want, need, or quest after a lot of things. But deserve? I don’t think so. deserve
I deserve to be happy. I have plenty of work to do to truly live the full life I want and I can do it. Becoming a better person has mean leaving behind a lot of the people and things that I used to do and care about. Its amazing when you realize what you really deserve.
Deserve. How do we know if we deserve something? Who deserves anything? Are we all deserving all of the time? Or some of the time? Why does one group tell me I’m deserving of a life of love and happiness while when I proclaim that for myself people look at me like I have my head up my ass. Like I think I’m more deserving of love and joy than anyone else.
Sometimes I feel I dont get what I deserve. I feel I deserve something better, at least for all the efforts that I put in. But destiny has other plans.
Deserve has nothing to do with it.
That’s what I told myself as I tried to claw my way out from rock bottom. My fingernails were bloody with trying to crawl out of THAT. FUCKING. HOLE. That rut I’d put myself in. Deserve has nothing to do with it. I’m going to EARN IT. I’m going to get out of this rut and I’m going to tear the world a new asshole, make it my own.
De-serve. To serve. T do for others. De as a prefix is to take it away. De tox. Take away the toxins. De ice. Take away the ice. So then, take away do for others. Does this mean it’s meant for me? Not necessarily.
Everyone deserves some happiness, and a little bit of sorrow. However, no one has a control of how much or when in life happiness and sorrow would manifest, nor do they have any say on what the manifestation might be in the form of. For some, it comes across as serendipity and accidents, for others it is a result of careful planning.
I deserved that award I don’t care what the judges say my routine was way better than the first place winner,I only got second,Uggh I can’t believe after all my hard work I didn’t even get first
I deserve a chicken and donkey
i deserve nothing. i was born out of a series of chances, there is no place carved out for me on this world. i could cease to exist and the world would not blink. as a result, i cannot believe that anything is inherently mine to take.
He felt lost in life, dragged under the tide and dragged around. He felt like he deserved more than what he had been given. His mind constantly fights him and sleep torments him.
All love of the world, a chance of travelling
I deserve more in life!
I DESERVE A POOP FLAVOURED ICE CREAM AND OTHER WIERD THING LIKE ### HASHTAGS
I ate the marshmallows out of the rocky road. Left the nuts and soupy chocolate for the birds. Under the boardwalk I hear the waves slurp on piers. There’s nothing here I want to see. No one here I want to know. I’m just drifting through the frame. Alone wandering along the planks. It’s been awhile since I’ve been this cold. Empty where a heart should beat. Nothing speaks to me. Where shadows pass like dusty figures flickering in the light I feel the coming of the night.
you think you need something
deserve it
without earning it
what a word
earn
treacherous
a thought within the depths of what you before thought was in the fore
a broken baked dreamed so afraid of schemes
a smile in a frown
knowing you’re much, much worse than what you thought you were
but that’s what you needed
something that matters in jobs, never in love, never in the emotional world. Deserving is never the question when you have feelings.
He told me I deserved the world. What a filthy lie that was.
We sat on the dented hood of his battered Ford, under knitted blankets as he toyed with the long strands of dark brown that fell over my neck. Just two warm bodies naked under the stars, that’s all we were, all we wanted to be.
Did you deserve it?
Did you really earn it. When we had done so much. We had cared for him.
Where were you?
Where were you when our world ended…
deserve, deserving to dance, spinning through space, becoming a place to be still and move again, where i am, where am i, am i where i deserve to be
“you deserve what you got” said Karma. it wasn’t fair! someone transitioned all of their bad karma on me! “HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?”
Someone tried to convince me that I didn’t deserve you. That I didn’t deserve the glance you cast me halfway across the room. Someone told me they’d be better for you – hold you tighter, kiss you more sweetly. I asked, “But can you throw a punch like me?” And before they could respond, I clocked them in the side of the head and knocked them out.
i deserve a Ibanez Jem Steve Vai signature with a Floyd Rose locking tremolo bridge and a whammy bar
More, less, what you got. I’d love to tell you it’s wrong but justice is relative and a reaction may harbor as much fault as a trigger. This weakness is the fault of no one else, it rests on my shoulders, the ones you keep staring at, the ones you want to touch as a handshake turns into a caress. Looks like I understand more than I thought, yet your attention span jumps and attacks from every single angle like your presence. It’s not exactly fear, because I stand here for so long and watch myself die. It’s helplessness, and it decides to ball its fingers into firsts and beat me down the street after reassurance hangs up, and I don’t take out my umbrella, thank god it rains, if my eyes weren’t so red perhaps it would make for a good cover, but as I keep my line of sight downwards it doesn’t matter anyway. I want to leave, be out of the public eye, but where? Not a single place I can go won’t make me jump at the sounds night brings. You get what you earn, what you ask for, in the cruelest ways.
“I don’t deserve this.”
“I know.”
“But I don’t feel like I can say anything.”
“I know.”
“And there’s no good solution.”
“I know.”
“Well, I guess you just know everything, don’t you?”
“I… I’m sorry, I was just trying to listen.”
“I know.”
“Ah. I see what you did there.”
serve and undo
undo and serve
but don’t swerve
deserve
I do declare
that I deserve more
than this pitiful
excuse
to serve me no longer
i do declare that
I deserve more
than you’re offering
We are ungrateful servants, we have only done our duty and deserve no credit. What do you deserve, do we deserve anything, aren’t things, most things graces? Gifts that by no account we’ve been given?
I don’t deserve for my life to be like this. A chipped cup sitting in a dusty corner to be used. I promise that I won’t cut your lip if you drink from me. I’m just as good as the others, and maybe I can only hold a little less liquid than the others, but that only adds to my charm.
I deserve this. I do. I’ve worked hard. I’ve gone to the gym 3 times this week. Well, two times and a walk. I’ve eaten nothing but salads and veggies and lean protein. Except that time it was James’ birthday. And Jenn’s bachelorette. She surveyed the crispy golden brown delicacy in front of her. Self -sabotage, her therapist’s new favourite phrase wafted through her mind, as did the scent of the still-hot fryer oil oozing onto the plate in front of her.
we deserve to live our life in the most respectful way to one another. i deserve to make myself write more as the words are difficult to come out today. i deserve to put myself on a constant writing and journaling schedule :/
You deserve dessert every day of your life. Treat yourself! Why not? Life is too short to deny yourself what you deserve. Definitely go for what you want in life. I believe in you!
shrug :) cat :( !) pizza
i got munny my mum says i dont deserve munny :(
shrug :) cat
Harry potter feels that mr malfoy got what he deserved a life sentice in askaban.
for every drop of rain, the lush green dew filled fields, lap up the drips of nourishment. The rays hit the dew filled spears. The song of the lonely bird on the pine tree is sweeter at 6 then at dusk
Shoulders hunched, head hung, he stood there, in front of the teacher’s desk. Shamed.
what did she deserve? everyones thoughts on that were different.
Her dad thought she deserved the world.
the boy from English class thought she deserved more than the asshole on the football team was a giving her
but her opinion on the matter? she didn’t deserve the good that life offered her.
I cannot think of earning being the same as deserve, but if it is a case of deserving the fruits of the harvest,the bell tolls.