The dispute tore apart the great civilisation, until in the end it was decided that each side should go their seperate way, populating planets far from eachother and never looking back. A darkness fell in the galaxies that lay between the two now seperate civilisations, for no one travelled from one to the other. As longing and remmembering wa snot in their nature, over the centuries the two civilisations build new empires and forgot all about eachother.
Why did you care? It wasn’t your baby, after all, for all you knew. If only you knew, though. God, if you had known, everything would have been different. Or would it be? Would you have cared, or were you just standing on principle? Would you have stood against abortion if you had known it was set to ruin your life?
The day that the comet came my wife and I were having an argument about the garden. It was concerning the perennials. She wanted them to be in the corner and i was more interested in giving the premium lighting to the corn and tomatoes. We were almost shouting at each other. I wish that i could still care about my garden.
Its not that hard to settle a dispute. At least not for her. All she has to do is pretend that reality is actually what she wants. She bends her mind like Neo bends the spoon and suddenly everything works out for her. Not for everyone else though. Not for everyone else.
The despairing dispute was the real reason we wanted to leave the room. Michael and Janet just wouldn’t come to a conclusion about anything, especially since they moved in together. Sometimes I wonder why they even stay together.
Their dispute had lasted for months, and still no resolution was in sight. What she did was unforgiveable. Kissing and making up just wasn’t in the cards for these two.
Their friendship, like it or not, was over for good.
She fought and fought and fought and finally won the dispute. The prize was silence around the room. Nothing left…nothing…except the silence of victory.
it all started with one little fight. I’d had a few drinks, he wanted to leave, I wanted to dance. It’s all I ever want to do, dance, and all he wants to do is see me sober. I wasn’t drunk, but I was out of it enough that I couldn’t really think. I said things I didn’t want to say, that I should never say, and now it may be over between us, he hasn’t called me back in a week and I haven’t seen him at our usual hang outs.
There was a general feel of disappointment when we left that day, of the unresolvedness of the weekend. Berlin lying in our backs growing smaller by the minute as the train made an elongated punctuation mark for the days passed.
I am often in dispute with the thoughts and ambitions of those around me. Not knowing how to establish a link with society, myself and my ideals. I think it’s interesting that I essentially see myself in dispute with my society and my ideals yet that places one in a position
The dispute tore apart the great civilisation, until in the end it was decided that each side should go their seperate way, populating planets far from eachother and never looking back. A darkness fell in the galaxies that lay between the two now seperate civilisations, for no one travelled from one to the other. As longing and remmembering wa snot in their nature, over the centuries the two civilisations build new empires and forgot all about eachother.
Why did you care? It wasn’t your baby, after all, for all you knew. If only you knew, though. God, if you had known, everything would have been different. Or would it be? Would you have cared, or were you just standing on principle? Would you have stood against abortion if you had known it was set to ruin your life?
I thought it was a spur-of-the-moment thing, something we could get over. “Time heals everything,” she used to say. But did it heal you, Joan?
The day that the comet came my wife and I were having an argument about the garden. It was concerning the perennials. She wanted them to be in the corner and i was more interested in giving the premium lighting to the corn and tomatoes. We were almost shouting at each other. I wish that i could still care about my garden.
Its not that hard to settle a dispute. At least not for her. All she has to do is pretend that reality is actually what she wants. She bends her mind like Neo bends the spoon and suddenly everything works out for her. Not for everyone else though. Not for everyone else.
The despairing dispute was the real reason we wanted to leave the room. Michael and Janet just wouldn’t come to a conclusion about anything, especially since they moved in together. Sometimes I wonder why they even stay together.
Their dispute had lasted for months, and still no resolution was in sight. What she did was unforgiveable. Kissing and making up just wasn’t in the cards for these two.
Their friendship, like it or not, was over for good.
disagreemnent, conflict, problems,
It was a dispute that wouldn’t go away. She was a stupid boss and didn’t know how to manage herself out of a paper bag and her Assistant knew it.
She fought and fought and fought and finally won the dispute. The prize was silence around the room. Nothing left…nothing…except the silence of victory.
it all started with one little fight. I’d had a few drinks, he wanted to leave, I wanted to dance. It’s all I ever want to do, dance, and all he wants to do is see me sober. I wasn’t drunk, but I was out of it enough that I couldn’t really think. I said things I didn’t want to say, that I should never say, and now it may be over between us, he hasn’t called me back in a week and I haven’t seen him at our usual hang outs.
There was a general feel of disappointment when we left that day, of the unresolvedness of the weekend. Berlin lying in our backs growing smaller by the minute as the train made an elongated punctuation mark for the days passed.
I am often in dispute with the thoughts and ambitions of those around me. Not knowing how to establish a link with society, myself and my ideals. I think it’s interesting that I essentially see myself in dispute with my society and my ideals yet that places one in a position
when u r having a problem or in an argument with someone else n u wanna resolve thats when u “dispute” something