fire fire fire fire fire
& I become the driven.
fire fire fire fire is the
gift that I was given; i’ve been
living lies amongst the liars
and spitting in the eyes of
denial, catalyzing my defiance.
The old car sat in the driveway, right front tire going flat. Its brakes were probably going to freeze up again from not being driven. But she was patient, she was, the poor old thing. She was patient and she could wait. Someday she’d be needed, and when that day came, she’d be ready.
I’m not going to try and remember your name.
I’m not going to remember how your fingertips felt
or the crooks on the sides of your smile,
or how you said my name,
or the way you squint your eyes to the sun.
I’m not going to remember you at all.
I promise.
I’m a bit ashamed to have these dreams and do nothing to achieve them. Do I expect the stars to lower themselves on their hinges so that I may sit among their brilliance?
where have we driven? driven places? driven to do something? driven out? happened to us all. but you know, you can drive unless you’ve been driven one way or another.
I like the padding
the simplicity in it all
squares make me happy
silly patterns
they cant hurt me
ill just have to create all over with sharpy
haha now your making it all blurry
I’m being driven insane by the infinite complexities and obstacles that stand in the path of me arriving to my new school. My dad who was always driven to be a hard worker failed to impress that upon me.
I am driven to do many things. Not many of which are particularly fully decided on. My dad wanted me to go to college, so I went. But now it is time for me to pursue what was rightfully given to me.
…to succeed; to live life in its fullest. What drives you is what keeps you moving and thinking. You are driven because you feel you have a purpose, because you feel you have something to live for and something to look back upon after death. You are driven to be remembered, not forgotten.
driven fast as the wind peels my hair back and i can feel the bits of sand and dirt torn up from the asphalt hit me in the shins, how it got inside the car i’ll never know and i faster and faster the car goes and i close my eyes and milk the air and drink the sun blistering through the clouds
Drive, ah. This is something I hardly am. The desire to achieve great things is not strong with in this little one. Though I’m hardly little anymore, with two years of college under my belt I have no excuse for loitering around my life.
It didn’t hurt at all, I thought, my God. A brand new start of everything, and anything. Who needs these things when you’ve got you?
You gave me a driven.
You’re my driven.
He says he was driven to madness. That I, his wife, drove him to madness. Ha! I laugh at the idea, he’s such an ignorant fool. Couldn’t he see my very mental capabilities were destroyed because of him? It’s a crazy thing, madness.
i am not driven at all, this world sucks sometimes man, all i want is to be loved, will that happen i will never know…but until that time i will reffmain Undriven :(
I am driven. I always have tried to do my best even when it just wasn’t good enough. I want to accomplish all of my goals and dreams. I know I can. I know I will. I’ll keep trying because that is who I am and who I want to be. I am me.
I am driven to be somebody that everybody will one day know. I’m not an actress, or a singer, I am just a girl. But one day, everyone will know who I am. I will be a household name. I am driven.
driven to success is the ultimate undoing of the generation. a generation who forgets that anything matters aside from money fame or a high powered career. there is no human value.
I am driven by disappointment. Every failure I come across is no reason for me to give up and lay flat on the floor. Instead, these urge me to push myself to stand up, dust-off remainders of that fall and keep on walking.
He pushed the pedal harder, letting the table fly in circles. He moved his hands carefully, bringing the clay up and down until he reached a slender shape. Letting the wheel slow, he scowled at the elegant piece and squashed it back into the pile.
“I don’t know whether you’re driven to perfection,” his teacher drawled, “or obsession.”
There was no escape, only an urge in the back of her mind. She stumbled through darkened streets, knowing not exactly where she was going, only that she had to keep going. Her hand laid itself on a doorknob and froze there until the police came by to take her away in the morning.
I was driven up the wall with the insane chatter of the five year old behind me. Does nothing come without sugar these days? I swear his mom only gave him fruit juice.
She was driven by a force she didn’t understand, compelled to fight for what she knew to be true, yet uncertain as to why it was so important. The people she was trying to convince didn’t care what she had to say, and yet she needed to say it. She needed to reassure herself that she truly believed it, enough to fight for it.
Give me the keys
This isn’t your call
I’m speeding away
And leaving you all
I’ll drive forever
Away from this pain
I’m in control now
I won’t be driven again
Driven by the wintry storm
Casting our lights so bright
never ceasing never looking
For what might be out this night
You move along and never stumble
Driven mainly by your inner sight
You cannot go forward without your driven sight
I took his hand, not wanting to look back at the place that we had just come from, a word driven by hatred and lies. I knew that we could never return, and the force that made us stay was now pushing us as far from home as possible. We never turned back, never took the time to see the ruin that we left in our wake.
I am driven, forward towards the sky and the horizon. I will plunge off into the sunset, space and float forever, suspended in time. Galaxies will flit past as I rocket past nebulas and the large dying suns. Black holes will take me and spit me out far away in new land, worlds where I can find hope and dreams, where I can write my own story. I can be a princess, or a warrior, or even a mother. Each day will be new and fresh with new adventures and even greater endings. I driven towards a dream…towards a hope…towards a story greater than anything found on this lonely rock.
These actions were driven by the thoughts implanted in her convoluted mind. Rash decisions followed by amnesic regret seemed to form itself into her new daily pattern. But somewhere buried deep in her subconscious was the need to get away from this relationship.
Being driven a characteristic that is hard to maintain. There’s just some days were you want to give up, give in. But if it is what you want, you have to fight for it even through those tough moments.
pump pat tink
away by ones heartbeat
i like the way you think
dont be somebody you are not
for god is within us
i need my own way
you could do that better
i aint a little girl that i used to be
its more of a bitter sweet song
my smile grows on forever
i hear that song of the waves as they flash by
theres no much more i can do
for you are the one that is within me
oh how i love the
my friends are more then just that
evil can not be taken
I was driven by a love for the beach to see that beautiful tide again. Its peace and calmness always made me happy. I have not been there since I was fourteen, it was where I met my ex husband, Robert.
fire fire fire fire fire
& I become the driven.
fire fire fire fire is the
gift that I was given; i’ve been
living lies amongst the liars
and spitting in the eyes of
denial, catalyzing my defiance.
I was driven to insanity. Anyone would be, really. When a boy looks at you that way, well, other things begin to go out the window.
ruedas mujer bosque luna rio cielo luna eclipse mujer gely salario auto nuevo 2010
No, no i am not. i think i was a long time ago, back when everything was sugarwaffle cones and love. Now i don’t know what’s going on.
The old car sat in the driveway, right front tire going flat. Its brakes were probably going to freeze up again from not being driven. But she was patient, she was, the poor old thing. She was patient and she could wait. Someday she’d be needed, and when that day came, she’d be ready.
I’m not going to try and remember your name.
I’m not going to remember how your fingertips felt
or the crooks on the sides of your smile,
or how you said my name,
or the way you squint your eyes to the sun.
I’m not going to remember you at all.
I promise.
i am driven by the desire to hunt mankind like in ” the most dangerous”, expect i keep dying
I’m a bit ashamed to have these dreams and do nothing to achieve them. Do I expect the stars to lower themselves on their hinges so that I may sit among their brilliance?
where have we driven? driven places? driven to do something? driven out? happened to us all. but you know, you can drive unless you’ve been driven one way or another.
I like the padding
the simplicity in it all
squares make me happy
silly patterns
they cant hurt me
ill just have to create all over with sharpy
haha now your making it all blurry
I’m being driven insane by the infinite complexities and obstacles that stand in the path of me arriving to my new school. My dad who was always driven to be a hard worker failed to impress that upon me.
I am driven to do many things. Not many of which are particularly fully decided on. My dad wanted me to go to college, so I went. But now it is time for me to pursue what was rightfully given to me.
“Shut up,” she whispered toward me. “We need to focus right now.”
In response, I hummed louder and began drumming on the corduroy pouch I had in my lap.
“Silence,” boomed the voice from the front seat. “I’ve driven you everywhere today. I’ve earned some quiet.”
Undaunted, I continued my one-woman symphony. Until the car shuddered to a halt, at least.
Screaming, she turned and stared at me.
…to succeed; to live life in its fullest. What drives you is what keeps you moving and thinking. You are driven because you feel you have a purpose, because you feel you have something to live for and something to look back upon after death. You are driven to be remembered, not forgotten.
driven fast as the wind peels my hair back and i can feel the bits of sand and dirt torn up from the asphalt hit me in the shins, how it got inside the car i’ll never know and i faster and faster the car goes and i close my eyes and milk the air and drink the sun blistering through the clouds
Drive, ah. This is something I hardly am. The desire to achieve great things is not strong with in this little one. Though I’m hardly little anymore, with two years of college under my belt I have no excuse for loitering around my life.
Driven what?
your life or your car?
by who?
you or someone else?
i have driven many many cars
they are all awesome
driving is a fun fun thing
i like to also repeat many many things
just like that
i also make 2 enters between paragraphs
this is my first time on this website also
BYEBYEBYEBYEBYEBYE
It didn’t hurt at all, I thought, my God. A brand new start of everything, and anything. Who needs these things when you’ve got you?
You gave me a driven.
You’re my driven.
So thank you.
He says he was driven to madness. That I, his wife, drove him to madness. Ha! I laugh at the idea, he’s such an ignorant fool. Couldn’t he see my very mental capabilities were destroyed because of him? It’s a crazy thing, madness.
i am not driven at all, this world sucks sometimes man, all i want is to be loved, will that happen i will never know…but until that time i will reffmain Undriven :(
I am driven. I always have tried to do my best even when it just wasn’t good enough. I want to accomplish all of my goals and dreams. I know I can. I know I will. I’ll keep trying because that is who I am and who I want to be. I am me.
I am driven to be somebody that everybody will one day know. I’m not an actress, or a singer, I am just a girl. But one day, everyone will know who I am. I will be a household name. I am driven.
driven to success is the ultimate undoing of the generation. a generation who forgets that anything matters aside from money fame or a high powered career. there is no human value.
I need to be driven to accomplish some of the most important things in my life. Without that drive, I am a slacker.
I am driven by disappointment. Every failure I come across is no reason for me to give up and lay flat on the floor. Instead, these urge me to push myself to stand up, dust-off remainders of that fall and keep on walking.
He pushed the pedal harder, letting the table fly in circles. He moved his hands carefully, bringing the clay up and down until he reached a slender shape. Letting the wheel slow, he scowled at the elegant piece and squashed it back into the pile.
“I don’t know whether you’re driven to perfection,” his teacher drawled, “or obsession.”
Life has driven me to this point by I wanna just run the rest.
There was no escape, only an urge in the back of her mind. She stumbled through darkened streets, knowing not exactly where she was going, only that she had to keep going. Her hand laid itself on a doorknob and froze there until the police came by to take her away in the morning.
I was driven up the wall with the insane chatter of the five year old behind me. Does nothing come without sugar these days? I swear his mom only gave him fruit juice.
She was driven by a force she didn’t understand, compelled to fight for what she knew to be true, yet uncertain as to why it was so important. The people she was trying to convince didn’t care what she had to say, and yet she needed to say it. She needed to reassure herself that she truly believed it, enough to fight for it.
Give me the keys
This isn’t your call
I’m speeding away
And leaving you all
I’ll drive forever
Away from this pain
I’m in control now
I won’t be driven again
Driven by the wintry storm
Casting our lights so bright
never ceasing never looking
For what might be out this night
You move along and never stumble
Driven mainly by your inner sight
You cannot go forward without your driven sight
I took his hand, not wanting to look back at the place that we had just come from, a word driven by hatred and lies. I knew that we could never return, and the force that made us stay was now pushing us as far from home as possible. We never turned back, never took the time to see the ruin that we left in our wake.
I am driven, forward towards the sky and the horizon. I will plunge off into the sunset, space and float forever, suspended in time. Galaxies will flit past as I rocket past nebulas and the large dying suns. Black holes will take me and spit me out far away in new land, worlds where I can find hope and dreams, where I can write my own story. I can be a princess, or a warrior, or even a mother. Each day will be new and fresh with new adventures and even greater endings. I driven towards a dream…towards a hope…towards a story greater than anything found on this lonely rock.
These actions were driven by the thoughts implanted in her convoluted mind. Rash decisions followed by amnesic regret seemed to form itself into her new daily pattern. But somewhere buried deep in her subconscious was the need to get away from this relationship.
Being driven a characteristic that is hard to maintain. There’s just some days were you want to give up, give in. But if it is what you want, you have to fight for it even through those tough moments.
pump pat tink
away by ones heartbeat
i like the way you think
dont be somebody you are not
for god is within us
i need my own way
you could do that better
i aint a little girl that i used to be
its more of a bitter sweet song
my smile grows on forever
i hear that song of the waves as they flash by
theres no much more i can do
for you are the one that is within me
oh how i love the
my friends are more then just that
evil can not be taken
I was driven by a love for the beach to see that beautiful tide again. Its peace and calmness always made me happy. I have not been there since I was fourteen, it was where I met my ex husband, Robert.
away by ones heartbeat