lying to me about doing cocaine was discreet but i caught you. being discreet isnt always best. you always get caught. stop hurting those that love you. your discresions aren’t a reflection of your life, but your flaws.
she wears only what will guide the eyes to lovely face, features that wear the light of the Lord in purity, love for the purity of others, desire for all who see her to please the Lord, for He alone is worthy to be pleased,
that’s what you should be if you have learned something about someone you work with, or with whom you are friends, when in a circle of related people. you should keep secrets for others. it makes your life better, it keeps your own integrity in tact. and shows you respect the person involved.
Discreet is a secret, something you don’t want someone else to know, you could discreetly get out if the house to get rid of the kids. You could be discreetly making love, but usually when you are discreet your trying not to be noticed, which seems to fail, because most people over due being discreet, and they get noticed right away.
there is nothing discreet in the way we look at each other. the entire world knows that i enjoy your company, and you mine. but sometimes the world has an issue knowing that that look that passes between us has a meaning that maybe a particular person in the world might not like. i swear we aren’t laughing at her, just smirking a little bit.
I saw a man one day, peering around a corner, watching a girl as she walked down the street. She didn’t see him as he discreetly walked behind her. A few block later, as I followed the two, I heard a scream come from an alley. I heard the girl as she was being mugged. Needless to say, I beat the hell out of the guy when I found them.
“I’m so tired of having to be discreet. I’m tired of this being a secret.”
Damon looked imploringly over at his lover, begging him to understand. Sneaking around like this was destroying him, eating away at him. He couldn’t continue like this.
it was a discreet thing. no one would have noticed. until that fateful day, the man who barely went noticed had seen something he was not supposed to see. she went to the washroom, invisible. But he knew what she was going to do.
you know how to be discreet. you confuse me. i dont understand and you are inconsistent. you are mysterious and complicated. you are piecey like a puzzle.
I felt like this word was spelled wrong at first because people so often misspell it. To me, that’s sad. My feelings are never discreet, unfortunately.
She wanted me to be discreet. That was all she cared about. Not what was happening to me or anyone else, but her privacy. Always selfish. Discreetly selfish.
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Please be advised that this film is rated R, and contains strong language, nudity, violence, and a point of view that will totally shatter your pitifully tiny mind and thrust you into a brutal reality where not everyone is happy and not everyone is like you.
discreet, he said, try to break it to her discreetly. and i tried. believe me, i tried. but how can i be discreet when she’s crying against my shoulder in the middle of the corridor and i’m just repeating “your son died yesterday. i’m sorry. i’m so, so, sorry.” over and over again?
have i been too discreet? how long am i supposed to wait?
i need to get over you. i don’t know if you pick up the signals that i unintentionally send. the ones i try my hardest to hide. my admiration for you just spills out onto this keyboard. i adore you. every part of you. but you never have & never will feel the same.
next summer when the trees are full again
tulle will caress against my unshaven legs
like cold butter on browned toast
and delicate cobwebs will weave
two lives together.
Discreet Dimiriti was travelling on a dingy with a hope to reach far and wide places spreading his agenda “Lay low, Stay low, Ho ho”
The last words were added just for effects.
You didn’t want to think he was a boring little man.
still dont know what this word is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! peice of crap!! so now i shall only write ONE letter. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz …… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz WAIT FOR IT….. Z!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
omg im so scared becuse i dont know what discreet means?! this is weird. what is this website?? also what if your a slow typer and only type one word inn this whole time… unlike me WHO IS AMAZING AT WRITING ON THE COMPUTER. SO SUCKK IT hahahahahahahaha im am cool and you are jealous suckas!!!
It’s amazing how many people don’t know the difference between discreet and discrete. I suppose it’s because discrete is a mathematical concept and most people don’t like math and discretion — as in “discreet,” you know — has fallen out of fashion in a blog and Twitter world.
shhh…don’t say anything… there is no privacy
and anyone can know anything about you even on a site like this one…shhhh…don’t say anything
that anyone else wouldn’t think…or write…
it was a quiet place, most didn’t know about it hidden as it was in the glen but Joe knew it was the perfect place to meet Rhonda for a quiet get together! To snuggle in private and really get to what he wanted to do with her.
no one is discreet when they are on fire. no one. sometimes when one is on fire they are incadescent, but not discreet. I fell into a pool once. It was an accident. Indiscreet. Some one laughed at me.
i like to be discreet…sometimes it is hard….when you like someone..or want to do something…it is hard to be discreet…some people are very good at it..while others are not. i wish i was more discreet with some things in life and less discreet with others. sometimes i am discreet about things that i really want.
People who are prudent and discreet are capable of moving mountains in life. The faith gained due to discreet behaviour in all of life’s activities makes a person reach great heights with a positive attitude.
Again? I already had this word before. Sometimes, when I go on this website, after a while, I think about how lonesome I can get sometimes. I wish my friends would come home. I wish my fever would go away and I wouldn’t be sick anymore. Sometimes discretion is good though.
the word discreet means that something is on the low down. It is kind of secretive and meant to be kept hush hush. blah blah blah blah lbah. Is this a race? Why and I being timed? I can keep writing though, it’s letting me!
Fin
the opposite of you and me. blatantly avoiding the acknowledgement of tangled limbs. indiscreet in our discretion. troubled minds seek calmer waters. a security we will never find, a truth we can never bend.
I tried to be discreet about it, but in the end, it was anything but. You could see right through the pretence, and see that I do indeed, care, but in the end, I don’t know how much I care. You know? I don’t want to hurt you, but in the end, that’s what I may end up doing. More damage than I already have, anyway. Discreet. Yeah, right.
I tried to be discreet about it, but in the end, it was anything but. You could see right through the pretence, and see that I do indeed, care, but in the end, I don’t know how much I care. You know? I don’t want to hurt you, but in the end, that’s what I may end up doing. More damage than I already have, anyway. Discreet. Yeah, right.
lying to me about doing cocaine was discreet but i caught you. being discreet isnt always best. you always get caught. stop hurting those that love you. your discresions aren’t a reflection of your life, but your flaws.
If you need to spit food out of your mouth, it’s good to be discreet by spitting it into a napkin…
she wears only what will guide the eyes to lovely face, features that wear the light of the Lord in purity, love for the purity of others, desire for all who see her to please the Lord, for He alone is worthy to be pleased,
that’s what you should be if you have learned something about someone you work with, or with whom you are friends, when in a circle of related people. you should keep secrets for others. it makes your life better, it keeps your own integrity in tact. and shows you respect the person involved.
Discreet is a secret, something you don’t want someone else to know, you could discreetly get out if the house to get rid of the kids. You could be discreetly making love, but usually when you are discreet your trying not to be noticed, which seems to fail, because most people over due being discreet, and they get noticed right away.
I’m sorry for what I’ve done to you. For the way I discreetly leashed your heart without any promises, just the moment of now..
like the way i tried to not be addicted to you and the rest of the drugs.
Like the way you pulled away
actually over time is more accurate
but subtlety is implied
goodbye
fd
i pass. i pass your way but you don’t see. the pain of being invisible.
there is nothing discreet in the way we look at each other. the entire world knows that i enjoy your company, and you mine. but sometimes the world has an issue knowing that that look that passes between us has a meaning that maybe a particular person in the world might not like. i swear we aren’t laughing at her, just smirking a little bit.
I saw a man one day, peering around a corner, watching a girl as she walked down the street. She didn’t see him as he discreetly walked behind her. A few block later, as I followed the two, I heard a scream come from an alley. I heard the girl as she was being mugged. Needless to say, I beat the hell out of the guy when I found them.
“I’m so tired of having to be discreet. I’m tired of this being a secret.”
Damon looked imploringly over at his lover, begging him to understand. Sneaking around like this was destroying him, eating away at him. He couldn’t continue like this.
it was a discreet thing. no one would have noticed. until that fateful day, the man who barely went noticed had seen something he was not supposed to see. she went to the washroom, invisible. But he knew what she was going to do.
It’s a heinous disease, she can’t control it.
it lives with her.
should be adaptable and subjected to situations depending on who’s involved
you know how to be discreet. you confuse me. i dont understand and you are inconsistent. you are mysterious and complicated. you are piecey like a puzzle.
discreet? never
I felt like this word was spelled wrong at first because people so often misspell it. To me, that’s sad. My feelings are never discreet, unfortunately.
She wanted me to be discreet. That was all she cared about. Not what was happening to me or anyone else, but her privacy. Always selfish. Discreetly selfish.
small litte mouse. happy cave burden keep feather door tom cat brook dust blanket simple wall paint art sam julies toothbrush keep sad baby kid food soda
Please be advised that this film is rated R, and contains strong language, nudity, violence, and a point of view that will totally shatter your pitifully tiny mind and thrust you into a brutal reality where not everyone is happy and not everyone is like you.
Viewer discretion advised.
discreet, he said, try to break it to her discreetly. and i tried. believe me, i tried. but how can i be discreet when she’s crying against my shoulder in the middle of the corridor and i’m just repeating “your son died yesterday. i’m sorry. i’m so, so, sorry.” over and over again?
have i been too discreet? how long am i supposed to wait?
i need to get over you. i don’t know if you pick up the signals that i unintentionally send. the ones i try my hardest to hide. my admiration for you just spills out onto this keyboard. i adore you. every part of you. but you never have & never will feel the same.
next summer when the trees are full again
tulle will caress against my unshaven legs
like cold butter on browned toast
and delicate cobwebs will weave
two lives together.
Discreet Dimiriti was travelling on a dingy with a hope to reach far and wide places spreading his agenda “Lay low, Stay low, Ho ho”
The last words were added just for effects.
You didn’t want to think he was a boring little man.
still dont know what this word is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! peice of crap!! so now i shall only write ONE letter. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz …… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz WAIT FOR IT….. Z!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
omg im so scared becuse i dont know what discreet means?! this is weird. what is this website?? also what if your a slow typer and only type one word inn this whole time… unlike me WHO IS AMAZING AT WRITING ON THE COMPUTER. SO SUCKK IT hahahahahahahaha im am cool and you are jealous suckas!!!
It’s amazing how many people don’t know the difference between discreet and discrete. I suppose it’s because discrete is a mathematical concept and most people don’t like math and discretion — as in “discreet,” you know — has fallen out of fashion in a blog and Twitter world.
shhh…don’t say anything… there is no privacy
and anyone can know anything about you even on a site like this one…shhhh…don’t say anything
that anyone else wouldn’t think…or write…
it was a quiet place, most didn’t know about it hidden as it was in the glen but Joe knew it was the perfect place to meet Rhonda for a quiet get together! To snuggle in private and really get to what he wanted to do with her.
no one is discreet when they are on fire. no one. sometimes when one is on fire they are incadescent, but not discreet. I fell into a pool once. It was an accident. Indiscreet. Some one laughed at me.
Don’t get caught. The height of discretion is invisibility. Don’t catch discretion or no one will ever catch you again.
i like to be discreet…sometimes it is hard….when you like someone..or want to do something…it is hard to be discreet…some people are very good at it..while others are not. i wish i was more discreet with some things in life and less discreet with others. sometimes i am discreet about things that i really want.
People who are prudent and discreet are capable of moving mountains in life. The faith gained due to discreet behaviour in all of life’s activities makes a person reach great heights with a positive attitude.
Again? I already had this word before. Sometimes, when I go on this website, after a while, I think about how lonesome I can get sometimes. I wish my friends would come home. I wish my fever would go away and I wouldn’t be sick anymore. Sometimes discretion is good though.
the word discreet means that something is on the low down. It is kind of secretive and meant to be kept hush hush. blah blah blah blah lbah. Is this a race? Why and I being timed? I can keep writing though, it’s letting me!
Fin
the opposite of you and me. blatantly avoiding the acknowledgement of tangled limbs. indiscreet in our discretion. troubled minds seek calmer waters. a security we will never find, a truth we can never bend.
I tried to be discreet about it, but in the end, it was anything but. You could see right through the pretence, and see that I do indeed, care, but in the end, I don’t know how much I care. You know? I don’t want to hurt you, but in the end, that’s what I may end up doing. More damage than I already have, anyway. Discreet. Yeah, right.
I tried to be discreet about it, but in the end, it was anything but. You could see right through the pretence, and see that I do indeed, care, but in the end, I don’t know how much I care. You know? I don’t want to hurt you, but in the end, that’s what I may end up doing. More damage than I already have, anyway. Discreet. Yeah, right.
I don’t have it :)
something that is slightly hidden or unprenentious