Back in the fifties when I was younger Marion Langland-Bell and I had a feud over that – as it turned out when I bedded him – useless creature Sir Martin Sneddon. Pity, as Marion and I used to such good friends, but I wanted his money. Marion got the chop and Sir Martin got me. I got his money when I divorced ‘Mister Floppy’.
Oh my god, beautiful feud.
We all know it’s an anger’s food.
We see that making sense is losing shape
I laugh at the hole in your rue
that’s losing shape.
the fight is not what you see. It was born long before, and manifests now in a simple way. it is emotion against emotion, emotion made solid over time. Black and white is the battlefield. The mechanics of strategy hidden, they are motionless, yet sparks fly from the smallest of actions. A holocaust in a single move. the victor knows the taste before it has come.
Angelo watched with worried eyes as Deviant and Chyme viciously went at each other. If what Sahara said was to be believed, normal family feuds ended with one or both parties ending up nearly needing to be taken to the hospital.
A family feud was at hand. Charlie and Claire didn’t know what side they were on, though. All they knew was that no matter where they were, or what they were doing, they were together. The families exploded into a cacophony of anger and blood and sound and light.
the feud ate me up. one day i was pulling her hair in the playground and the next day, my arm had been chomped off. there it went. everyone sniggered, some even clapped when i wan
When families feud it has negative influence on the children. Those involved in a feud, usually fight for the silly reasons. Thats why I stay away from such feuds.
The broken strands weave their way into our hearts,
They sleep for eternity feeding off the hate and fears.
Into the night we seethe, into the night we rest evermore.
A feud is when you fight, or argue. A family can feud. Work partners feud. It can cause a very bad ending, or ruining relationships. Feuds are never good, you always want to avoid a feud. Feud=bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad.
Feud is a word that usually implies some sense of conflict or problem between two parties. The context of this problem is unknown but it is usually inspired by emotions like anger, jealousy, ego and can often develop from competition. This may happen in a political environment, a personal environment, and many other formal and informal atmospheres.
the feud that started between me and my brother was a feud that would last our entire lifetime, or so i thought. i really did despise him and he didn’t like me to well either. but i guess that’s just how it is with brothers.
There had been a feud between the two. It was not of the daily occuring feud, but rather the one where they either lost or won. It had been intense, and petrifying to watch. The hatred in their eyes, the set tensing of the jaws terrified the hearts of all whom saw.
Family feuds. I remember my parents used to fight all the time. My mom thinks that ws a good thing, because it means they were being honest. I wonder how much of that philosophy I have adopted. She would always use the word “audacity.”
you make a feud with everyone close to you
hurting those who love you the most
when will you learn to stop taking your anger out on those who care about you?
when will you look within to find the answers
and stop blaming it on everyone around you
i hope soon, for i cannot take this anymore
or be there for you when you’re too selfish to see i love you
more than you could ever even THINK to love your own sister
Bent over, fists balled, his entire body trembled. Then, with one pain-soaked cry, he hurled himself upwards and into the white wall, and began pounding the wall with his already purpled wrists. A few seconds later, the fight and rage left him, and he sank back to the ground, curling up once more, partially blind to the pain racing up his arms. Although he didn’t know it yet, this internal feud was going to kill him.
Feud between the McLoys and that Catskills lasted generations. By generation four, no one remembered why it had begun. But they knew those other jerks irritated them to no end. And what more does one need to know than that, eh, brother? One fine day, Macy McLoy was out walking her dog, Mickey, when along came Carlos Catskill.
It was so late. The Prince never stood up for us. He lost his feud, his honor, his own life. He will be forgotten as we will be burn with our memories forever.
ugh, my family.
mike
nothing positive
ever
negativity
darkness
blackness
annoying. frustrated.
DONE.
over. need something else want something else create what I want. create what I need for my own health for my son’s health. for our happiness. it’s the most important thing
There are the important ones and there are the trivial ones. Pick and choose your battles folks, because around these parts, and any parts you may be running, that wrong battle could cost you a trifle more than you expected.
Why do we _____, Why can’t we stop _______ing. Help me lord, to control my need to _____. Today help me not to try harder but let him control me, so that I do not __–
Uggg… I know all about feuds. My best friend and I are somehow in one right now… I think? We’re not speaking… does that count as a feud really? This sucks. I don’t even know what happened…
Family Feud is a show I’d like my siblings to go on some day. We all love to watch it and they are pretty good with most if not all the subjects. I think my siblings could win.
Feud. I don’t even know what to say about feud. I think of Family Feud, which is sometimes an okay watch. I usually get bored, and scream at the TV because of people answering with the stupidest responses. One time, a guy answered “turkey” to every question in the Fast Money round. Obviously, he did not win the $20,000 at the end of the game, but he supplied some good laughs I guess.
Family feud was on again tonight. No, not the one on TV. My very own personal, right on-set experience of family feud. Dad yelling at mom, grandma screeching at the both of them, my idiot little brother whinging pathetically for attention as the scene unfolded before our eyes.
It’s stupid to hold a grudge from a feud. You never know when someone important to you is taken away. Just let the little things go, there are more important things in life. Keep your loved one close, and remember to always let them know how much they mean to you, you never know when they will be taken away. Life is short, embrace every moment you have and cherish everything, everyone, every experience; good or bad. R.I.P.
fued between mother and daughter… will it ever end?
are we just to much of the same person to where we will never see eye to eye.
my mother….
only one,
a place that will never be fufilled by another.
but we must fued constantly to communicate.
it is truley a shame,
a love hate relationship,
a fued that will never end,
but still a undenieable love that will never fade
my mother….
but a constant feud
fighting with loved ones and not knowing quite how to handle the argument. what happens if you lose them completely? what happens to people who love each other the most…when something gets in the way…can it be fixed or helped? clearly. i love you……i don’t know what to do :(
“You wanna know why I did it?”
“Why?”
“Because I wanted to see the look on your face when you saw me with him! I wanted you to feel exactly what I’ve been feeling for 2 months! I wanted you to know what you put me through, so don’t give me shit about this when you know you did the exact same thing.”
A pause.
Applause.
From their seats you hear them shouting for you, cheering you on.
You totally just nailed that line.
Good job.
Family feud slakes my thirst for blood and hatred, it’s all curled up inside my head, waiting spring out, my famly is full of blood and history. They built it into me at an early age, the feud never ends, not with them, not with me, not until we are all dead and gone to dust.
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy Father and refuse thy name, or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn by my love, and I’ll no longer be a Capulet. Tis thy name that is my enemy, thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s a Montague? Nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other would smell as sweet! So Romeo, were he not Romeo call’d, retain that dear perfection, which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself.
Feuds have been happening since the beginning of man. There have been feuds over cheese, feuds over castles, feuds over husbands and wives. Seriously, just look at yourselves, talk it out, hug and recollect your thoughts before you guys destroy more relationships with one another.
between my eyelids, an infinite space expands. an ever increasing scope of vision; beyond peripheral, beyond your wide screen television. and as it battles with shadows, it is also fighting with light. because the only comforting place to be, is on the edge of dusk.
Oh boy, feud, been a lot in my family, unfortunately. But I think now days it’s common for families to feud like mine does. I hope we can find common ground and find that love can help to overcome differences.
there was a feud between two great kings and they felt they could never reconcile their differences and that their very fabrics were two very different things and so they feuded and feuded and quibbled and quabbled and squawked, but in reality they fought because they loved each other very much and were opposed to trying to deal with such feelings, and because rocks and catapults are much easier to figure out because one could be sure with proper calculations and a little readjustments a mark could be hit but it’s pretty hard to make sure you’ll get what you’re aiming for in a lot of situations so it’s best feeling to try to stick with what you know you can do to not feel quite so lost
Feud reminds me of Freud. Which reminds me that I need to be preparing for class tomorrow. I’m not though. I’m typing here. Procrastination is a symptom of stress. Depression. Being overwhelmed. I really like Old Freud though.
Feuds are permanent. There can be a truce, but never an end. I watch them, waiting to flare up from the dark anonymity of the past, simmering, pretending to be out of life, but they are rich in ears and venom.
the anger boiled between us. people passing stopped to stare, I knew they were thinking ‘they’re crazy.’ this fight would never end for me. he cheated on me for the first and last time.
the riffling feud between both parties could no longer go on. one must be sacrificed to the hands of fate, that is a monkey. yes, all those precious luck monkey hands will finally find purpose in ending the feud of a hundred years!
Back in the fifties when I was younger Marion Langland-Bell and I had a feud over that – as it turned out when I bedded him – useless creature Sir Martin Sneddon. Pity, as Marion and I used to such good friends, but I wanted his money. Marion got the chop and Sir Martin got me. I got his money when I divorced ‘Mister Floppy’.
Oh my god, beautiful feud.
We all know it’s an anger’s food.
We see that making sense is losing shape
I laugh at the hole in your rue
that’s losing shape.
the fight is not what you see. It was born long before, and manifests now in a simple way. it is emotion against emotion, emotion made solid over time. Black and white is the battlefield. The mechanics of strategy hidden, they are motionless, yet sparks fly from the smallest of actions. A holocaust in a single move. the victor knows the taste before it has come.
Angelo watched with worried eyes as Deviant and Chyme viciously went at each other. If what Sahara said was to be believed, normal family feuds ended with one or both parties ending up nearly needing to be taken to the hospital.
the two sisters began to feud. not over money, not over cars or houses. but over a man. they realized they loved the same man.
A family feud was at hand. Charlie and Claire didn’t know what side they were on, though. All they knew was that no matter where they were, or what they were doing, they were together. The families exploded into a cacophony of anger and blood and sound and light.
the feud ate me up. one day i was pulling her hair in the playground and the next day, my arm had been chomped off. there it went. everyone sniggered, some even clapped when i wan
When families feud it has negative influence on the children. Those involved in a feud, usually fight for the silly reasons. Thats why I stay away from such feuds.
The broken strands weave their way into our hearts,
They sleep for eternity feeding off the hate and fears.
Into the night we seethe, into the night we rest evermore.
A feud is when you fight, or argue. A family can feud. Work partners feud. It can cause a very bad ending, or ruining relationships. Feuds are never good, you always want to avoid a feud. Feud=bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad.
Feud is a word that usually implies some sense of conflict or problem between two parties. The context of this problem is unknown but it is usually inspired by emotions like anger, jealousy, ego and can often develop from competition. This may happen in a political environment, a personal environment, and many other formal and informal atmospheres.
the feud that started between me and my brother was a feud that would last our entire lifetime, or so i thought. i really did despise him and he didn’t like me to well either. but i guess that’s just how it is with brothers.
There had been a feud between the two. It was not of the daily occuring feud, but rather the one where they either lost or won. It had been intense, and petrifying to watch. The hatred in their eyes, the set tensing of the jaws terrified the hearts of all whom saw.
Family feuds. I remember my parents used to fight all the time. My mom thinks that ws a good thing, because it means they were being honest. I wonder how much of that philosophy I have adopted. She would always use the word “audacity.”
you make a feud with everyone close to you
hurting those who love you the most
when will you learn to stop taking your anger out on those who care about you?
when will you look within to find the answers
and stop blaming it on everyone around you
i hope soon, for i cannot take this anymore
or be there for you when you’re too selfish to see i love you
more than you could ever even THINK to love your own sister
Bent over, fists balled, his entire body trembled. Then, with one pain-soaked cry, he hurled himself upwards and into the white wall, and began pounding the wall with his already purpled wrists. A few seconds later, the fight and rage left him, and he sank back to the ground, curling up once more, partially blind to the pain racing up his arms. Although he didn’t know it yet, this internal feud was going to kill him.
Feud between the McLoys and that Catskills lasted generations. By generation four, no one remembered why it had begun. But they knew those other jerks irritated them to no end. And what more does one need to know than that, eh, brother? One fine day, Macy McLoy was out walking her dog, Mickey, when along came Carlos Catskill.
It was so late. The Prince never stood up for us. He lost his feud, his honor, his own life. He will be forgotten as we will be burn with our memories forever.
ugh, my family.
mike
nothing positive
ever
negativity
darkness
blackness
annoying. frustrated.
DONE.
over. need something else want something else create what I want. create what I need for my own health for my son’s health. for our happiness. it’s the most important thing
There are the important ones and there are the trivial ones. Pick and choose your battles folks, because around these parts, and any parts you may be running, that wrong battle could cost you a trifle more than you expected.
Why do we _____, Why can’t we stop _______ing. Help me lord, to control my need to _____. Today help me not to try harder but let him control me, so that I do not __–
Uggg… I know all about feuds. My best friend and I are somehow in one right now… I think? We’re not speaking… does that count as a feud really? This sucks. I don’t even know what happened…
Family Feud is a show I’d like my siblings to go on some day. We all love to watch it and they are pretty good with most if not all the subjects. I think my siblings could win.
Feud. I don’t even know what to say about feud. I think of Family Feud, which is sometimes an okay watch. I usually get bored, and scream at the TV because of people answering with the stupidest responses. One time, a guy answered “turkey” to every question in the Fast Money round. Obviously, he did not win the $20,000 at the end of the game, but he supplied some good laughs I guess.
Family feud was on again tonight. No, not the one on TV. My very own personal, right on-set experience of family feud. Dad yelling at mom, grandma screeching at the both of them, my idiot little brother whinging pathetically for attention as the scene unfolded before our eyes.
It’s stupid to hold a grudge from a feud. You never know when someone important to you is taken away. Just let the little things go, there are more important things in life. Keep your loved one close, and remember to always let them know how much they mean to you, you never know when they will be taken away. Life is short, embrace every moment you have and cherish everything, everyone, every experience; good or bad. R.I.P.
fued between mother and daughter… will it ever end?
are we just to much of the same person to where we will never see eye to eye.
my mother….
only one,
a place that will never be fufilled by another.
but we must fued constantly to communicate.
it is truley a shame,
a love hate relationship,
a fued that will never end,
but still a undenieable love that will never fade
my mother….
but a constant feud
fighting with loved ones and not knowing quite how to handle the argument. what happens if you lose them completely? what happens to people who love each other the most…when something gets in the way…can it be fixed or helped? clearly. i love you……i don’t know what to do :(
“You wanna know why I did it?”
“Why?”
“Because I wanted to see the look on your face when you saw me with him! I wanted you to feel exactly what I’ve been feeling for 2 months! I wanted you to know what you put me through, so don’t give me shit about this when you know you did the exact same thing.”
A pause.
Applause.
From their seats you hear them shouting for you, cheering you on.
You totally just nailed that line.
Good job.
Family feud slakes my thirst for blood and hatred, it’s all curled up inside my head, waiting spring out, my famly is full of blood and history. They built it into me at an early age, the feud never ends, not with them, not with me, not until we are all dead and gone to dust.
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy Father and refuse thy name, or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn by my love, and I’ll no longer be a Capulet. Tis thy name that is my enemy, thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s a Montague? Nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other would smell as sweet! So Romeo, were he not Romeo call’d, retain that dear perfection, which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself.
Feuds have been happening since the beginning of man. There have been feuds over cheese, feuds over castles, feuds over husbands and wives. Seriously, just look at yourselves, talk it out, hug and recollect your thoughts before you guys destroy more relationships with one another.
between my eyelids, an infinite space expands. an ever increasing scope of vision; beyond peripheral, beyond your wide screen television. and as it battles with shadows, it is also fighting with light. because the only comforting place to be, is on the edge of dusk.
a fight, a war, a problem between two groups.
something is wrong, something must be done.
an answer, a solution, we need one.
we’re fighting, we’re falling, we’re finished.
feud.
it’s endless.
Oh boy, feud, been a lot in my family, unfortunately. But I think now days it’s common for families to feud like mine does. I hope we can find common ground and find that love can help to overcome differences.
there was a feud between two great kings and they felt they could never reconcile their differences and that their very fabrics were two very different things and so they feuded and feuded and quibbled and quabbled and squawked, but in reality they fought because they loved each other very much and were opposed to trying to deal with such feelings, and because rocks and catapults are much easier to figure out because one could be sure with proper calculations and a little readjustments a mark could be hit but it’s pretty hard to make sure you’ll get what you’re aiming for in a lot of situations so it’s best feeling to try to stick with what you know you can do to not feel quite so lost
Feud reminds me of Freud. Which reminds me that I need to be preparing for class tomorrow. I’m not though. I’m typing here. Procrastination is a symptom of stress. Depression. Being overwhelmed. I really like Old Freud though.
Feuds are permanent. There can be a truce, but never an end. I watch them, waiting to flare up from the dark anonymity of the past, simmering, pretending to be out of life, but they are rich in ears and venom.
the anger boiled between us. people passing stopped to stare, I knew they were thinking ‘they’re crazy.’ this fight would never end for me. he cheated on me for the first and last time.
the riffling feud between both parties could no longer go on. one must be sacrificed to the hands of fate, that is a monkey. yes, all those precious luck monkey hands will finally find purpose in ending the feud of a hundred years!