I’ve failed so many times, yet I’m still here. That’s good, isn’t it? But you can’t just fail at a specific task you can aslo fail your entire life and then you ask yourself, where did I go wrong? there isn’t one failure that leads to the whole failing. It’s the small things.
failure is a key to success….that’s what others think …..but is it ?? once failed you always fail……that’s life i guess….you keep doing things….there is no right or wrong or fail or pass; it’s just a consequence of your action !!
I failed at maintaining the relationship, at fixing things when they got destructive. I failed at controlling the competitive impulse. Of course she failed too, but she is too arrogant to admit that. At least not to me. She just tells me I’m the bad guy, the evil one. And she is gossiping. I have respected her privacy, she has not respected mine. So who is the failure?
Failed. That summed me up. It wasn’t a word I’d planned on having etched on my gravestone but it seemed the most fitting. Failed. Yep, that just about described my whole lifes achievements in one crushing word. If only things had been different. If I had just…
No point wishing for what can never be. You can’t go back. You can’t reverse time. Failed. What a mudsucking, piece of demoralising crap, foul stinking word. It’s mind melting, soul sucking.
“You’ve passed. Well done.”
I what?
Success. Ah, the smell of sweet roses…
she used to be happy when her mother told her they would move again. to a new city, again. she failed to be happy this time because now she was older and she knew it would never end.
I scramble across the darkened hallway, my hands brushing the walls in attempt to find the switch. I touch something and flip it. The kitchen lights spark from across the room, and yet the hallway is still black. Why is the kitchen light switch here? Whoever designed this sucks.
I feel like I’ve failed at life. A lot of people do. Even if they are successful in their chosen profession. I want to be a great achiever, I want people to admire what I do and how I do it. Even if I don’t know what my talent is yet!
I failed to see how long it would take us to be. . .more than what we are now. To be the step past friends. To stand in that in-between, that limbo before we became lovers.
She had failed miserably. Again. A big fat F was written right at the top of the paper. In red ink and circled. How could she tell her parents? Her dad would surely freak out. Her mom would tell her to go to her room and study. It was no use, she was dumb, stupid, retarded. Why didn’t they see this?
I have failed many times to do what is right with my life. I once had the idea of opening my on business, but it failed because I was not prepared enough. some times you fail to do those things that are required to ensure success.
Have I failed? Yes. Definately. I have failed, but does it matter? Are we meant to fail. Sometimes? Maybe God wants us to fail so we go to Him… I’m glad I failed…
I failed to do it. I failed to paint it perfectly. To score the highest. To play the tune flawlessly. To succeed. I failed to be myself because I failed to love it. I failed. Did I?
i have never done anything
that my heart desired
until i met you.
You made me move
you gave me direction.
with you
in the end
i know i will have never failed.
i feel liek this si what i am every day. its not healthy. to feel everyday that there is a goal to atchive, a reason why you wake up in the morning, but you never quit get it. and go to bed alone, cold, and mentally exaughsted. im tierd
I should have scribed my final reports by now but I failed on that count, horribly so. I always thought my job, my future would hinge on this chance, but since coming to this country it all seems so… far away, so unreal, unimportant. Failing in my job is surprisingly relieving, I always thought it made little sense to do the kind of analysis I’m doing, and then sending it abroad. I am a scribe, that much I know, but maybe… couldn’t I change the here and now, instead of writing things for the history books of a different country?
The boy was sitting opposite me, under the tree in the park. I slowly gathered up the few items I had dropped over the park bench and pushed them back into my bag. I stood and intended to walk towards him. He looked up and smiled, and I tried to introduce myself. “ahsfgoooooo fuuuuuuuu…” . …I Failed.
failed is the past tense of fail. but there is no such thing as failed. it’s just an unsuccessful attempt. i dont know much abt failing anyway. so i cant go on and on this topic. i think i fail in the topic.
followed the rules and it all led nowhere, did what he was supposed to do and it worked against him, there was the lesson: lets forget about ‘supposed to’. The only rules that matter are the ones inside, the only failure is losing touch with yourself and it’s never too late to get back….. this weekend would be a great time, and then kick off a new life with the eclipsed new moon on the 1st; follow your own star and all the other stars constellate to support you..
Everyone attempts. He may fail, but he can also try again. Failing may be a teacher and points out where you did the mistake. Failure may lead to success as practise makes you perfect.
I looked at the screen, at the words that filled the page and thought, “how the fuck am I ever going to succeed at this?”
The characters and their own story wove throughout the page, but none of them meant anything to me; and I looked at them and felt like a fraud.
Failed. I failed at the concept, the idea, the thought.
I failed to look, I failed to do, I failed to sing, I failed to write. Words that tear the heart apart, words that reflect a life unlived. These words are what terrify me as life draws on and I get older. I desperately don’t want to write these words.
epic fail. Fail in life. If I have failed it means that I have tried, whereas those who don’t fail have never tried…or they’re just ridiculous at life and that annoying kid people like but envy. If I have failed it means I can learn from my mistakes, I can pick myself up and learn and grow and develop and continue on…
Though she knew better, she had failed utterly to restrain her natural inclinations and as such spent the better part of two hours in a textual sparring match with a group of insufferable trolls. Admittedly, the spar was a bit one sided as they were mud slinging while she attempted to form arguments comprised of actual wit.
yep i failed
i fail pretty much everyday
i know i should change that
but… i can’t seem to?!
i don’t know
it’s kind of difficult
not to fail
but then…
human are fragile creatures
full of mistakes
it’s pretty normal to fail
It had all been for nothing, he’d failed, no matter how you looked at it he’d failed. She was dead and the world was falling down around him. There was nothing left for him here. Nothing but pain…
failing is failing. failing and failing is succeeding. i have failed so many times, but failure turns out to not be in the long run run run. you only have failed if you think you have failed.
I failed in the exam. I dont know why, I just couldnt study properly for it. My mind was completely messed up…I was frustrated, and I just couldnt prepare for it. I had like 4 months to prepare for it but
Last night when I was brushing my teeth, the tooth paste fell out of my mouth, it was quite the horrible sight. I failed. Another time, I was at McDonalds when a guy tried to eat french fries and they all fell out of his mouth. He also failed. You can fail many times but most of the time it’s funny.
I dont think i will amount to anything, if i were to sum up what i will be.. i will be this word. my mother says that i am not doing anything to help achieve my goals and i start to think that. my worry causes to me to stop trying
attempts to fly and never fall again. you’re beautiful. golden. like a sun. and you’ll never forget what it felt like to soar. to reach new heights. taste freedom darling.
I have failed before.. I have failed: myself, my friends my family, my faith, my tests, my thoughts, my ideas. You learn from the mistakes. Sometimes you have to lose but you take away a lesson with each one.
i feel like a failure so much lately it kills me. i don’t even know what to think of myself, what to say about myself. should i say something to someone? will they care? my negativity is too much for me sometimes that my positiveness has fully disappeared… where did the old me go?
who is pure virgin girl
She wonders where she went wrong with him. What else could she possibly do? She could stick with him, but all this time, even that hasn’t been enough.
I’ve failed so many times, yet I’m still here. That’s good, isn’t it? But you can’t just fail at a specific task you can aslo fail your entire life and then you ask yourself, where did I go wrong? there isn’t one failure that leads to the whole failing. It’s the small things.
failer is something we create in our own mind, every thing is just an oppuniity for change, we cant fail but we can learn
failure is a key to success….that’s what others think …..but is it ?? once failed you always fail……that’s life i guess….you keep doing things….there is no right or wrong or fail or pass; it’s just a consequence of your action !!
I failed at maintaining the relationship, at fixing things when they got destructive. I failed at controlling the competitive impulse. Of course she failed too, but she is too arrogant to admit that. At least not to me. She just tells me I’m the bad guy, the evil one. And she is gossiping. I have respected her privacy, she has not respected mine. So who is the failure?
failure is a step towards success
i failed in drawing in school and in maths in 11th std
i always want to succeed
Reflective to a failed economy, she basks in the light of humanity.
i’ve failed my life. failed is a word that i use to describe every thing i don’t like or i think is bad.
Failed. That summed me up. It wasn’t a word I’d planned on having etched on my gravestone but it seemed the most fitting. Failed. Yep, that just about described my whole lifes achievements in one crushing word. If only things had been different. If I had just…
No point wishing for what can never be. You can’t go back. You can’t reverse time. Failed. What a mudsucking, piece of demoralising crap, foul stinking word. It’s mind melting, soul sucking.
“You’ve passed. Well done.”
I what?
Success. Ah, the smell of sweet roses…
she used to be happy when her mother told her they would move again. to a new city, again. she failed to be happy this time because now she was older and she knew it would never end.
I scramble across the darkened hallway, my hands brushing the walls in attempt to find the switch. I touch something and flip it. The kitchen lights spark from across the room, and yet the hallway is still black. Why is the kitchen light switch here? Whoever designed this sucks.
I feel like I’ve failed at life. A lot of people do. Even if they are successful in their chosen profession. I want to be a great achiever, I want people to admire what I do and how I do it. Even if I don’t know what my talent is yet!
I failed to see how long it would take us to be. . .more than what we are now. To be the step past friends. To stand in that in-between, that limbo before we became lovers.
It took too long.
And now I think I’ve lost you forever.
She had failed miserably. Again. A big fat F was written right at the top of the paper. In red ink and circled. How could she tell her parents? Her dad would surely freak out. Her mom would tell her to go to her room and study. It was no use, she was dumb, stupid, retarded. Why didn’t they see this?
I have failed many times to do what is right with my life. I once had the idea of opening my on business, but it failed because I was not prepared enough. some times you fail to do those things that are required to ensure success.
Have I failed? Yes. Definately. I have failed, but does it matter? Are we meant to fail. Sometimes? Maybe God wants us to fail so we go to Him… I’m glad I failed…
I have never failed, simply successfully found ways that these things in my life didn’t work! How empowering is that…..? Never give up trying!
I failed to do it. I failed to paint it perfectly. To score the highest. To play the tune flawlessly. To succeed. I failed to be myself because I failed to love it. I failed. Did I?
i have never done anything
that my heart desired
until i met you.
You made me move
you gave me direction.
with you
in the end
i know i will have never failed.
i feel liek this si what i am every day. its not healthy. to feel everyday that there is a goal to atchive, a reason why you wake up in the morning, but you never quit get it. and go to bed alone, cold, and mentally exaughsted. im tierd
I should have scribed my final reports by now but I failed on that count, horribly so. I always thought my job, my future would hinge on this chance, but since coming to this country it all seems so… far away, so unreal, unimportant. Failing in my job is surprisingly relieving, I always thought it made little sense to do the kind of analysis I’m doing, and then sending it abroad. I am a scribe, that much I know, but maybe… couldn’t I change the here and now, instead of writing things for the history books of a different country?
The boy was sitting opposite me, under the tree in the park. I slowly gathered up the few items I had dropped over the park bench and pushed them back into my bag. I stood and intended to walk towards him. He looked up and smiled, and I tried to introduce myself. “ahsfgoooooo fuuuuuuuu…” . …I Failed.
failed is the past tense of fail. but there is no such thing as failed. it’s just an unsuccessful attempt. i dont know much abt failing anyway. so i cant go on and on this topic. i think i fail in the topic.
followed the rules and it all led nowhere, did what he was supposed to do and it worked against him, there was the lesson: lets forget about ‘supposed to’. The only rules that matter are the ones inside, the only failure is losing touch with yourself and it’s never too late to get back….. this weekend would be a great time, and then kick off a new life with the eclipsed new moon on the 1st; follow your own star and all the other stars constellate to support you..
Everyone attempts. He may fail, but he can also try again. Failing may be a teacher and points out where you did the mistake. Failure may lead to success as practise makes you perfect.
I looked at the screen, at the words that filled the page and thought, “how the fuck am I ever going to succeed at this?”
The characters and their own story wove throughout the page, but none of them meant anything to me; and I looked at them and felt like a fraud.
Failed. I failed at the concept, the idea, the thought.
I failed to look, I failed to do, I failed to sing, I failed to write. Words that tear the heart apart, words that reflect a life unlived. These words are what terrify me as life draws on and I get older. I desperately don’t want to write these words.
epic fail. Fail in life. If I have failed it means that I have tried, whereas those who don’t fail have never tried…or they’re just ridiculous at life and that annoying kid people like but envy. If I have failed it means I can learn from my mistakes, I can pick myself up and learn and grow and develop and continue on…
Though she knew better, she had failed utterly to restrain her natural inclinations and as such spent the better part of two hours in a textual sparring match with a group of insufferable trolls. Admittedly, the spar was a bit one sided as they were mud slinging while she attempted to form arguments comprised of actual wit.
yep i failed
i fail pretty much everyday
i know i should change that
but… i can’t seem to?!
i don’t know
it’s kind of difficult
not to fail
but then…
human are fragile creatures
full of mistakes
it’s pretty normal to fail
It had all been for nothing, he’d failed, no matter how you looked at it he’d failed. She was dead and the world was falling down around him. There was nothing left for him here. Nothing but pain…
failing is failing. failing and failing is succeeding. i have failed so many times, but failure turns out to not be in the long run run run. you only have failed if you think you have failed.
I failed in the exam. I dont know why, I just couldnt study properly for it. My mind was completely messed up…I was frustrated, and I just couldnt prepare for it. I had like 4 months to prepare for it but
“Failed? The system failed? How can that be?”
“Well, it was going well, right up to the point where we did the changeover to gray. Then a blank screen came up .. and that was the end of that!”
Last night when I was brushing my teeth, the tooth paste fell out of my mouth, it was quite the horrible sight. I failed. Another time, I was at McDonalds when a guy tried to eat french fries and they all fell out of his mouth. He also failed. You can fail many times but most of the time it’s funny.
I dont think i will amount to anything, if i were to sum up what i will be.. i will be this word. my mother says that i am not doing anything to help achieve my goals and i start to think that. my worry causes to me to stop trying
attempts to fly and never fall again. you’re beautiful. golden. like a sun. and you’ll never forget what it felt like to soar. to reach new heights. taste freedom darling.
I have failed before.. I have failed: myself, my friends my family, my faith, my tests, my thoughts, my ideas. You learn from the mistakes. Sometimes you have to lose but you take away a lesson with each one.
i feel like a failure so much lately it kills me. i don’t even know what to think of myself, what to say about myself. should i say something to someone? will they care? my negativity is too much for me sometimes that my positiveness has fully disappeared… where did the old me go?