The pressure was too much. Too much, yet too little. My breathing was shallow, my heart was reckless, beating way too fast. And I never asked for this. No one ever asks for something like this. The pressure began to hurt. Began to make me wish that I was dead. Began to make me wish I was never even born. The force pushed me into the ground, destroyed every ounce of sanity left in me.
By the force within me I will continue to have faith that I will find the love of my life. The one man whom will be my best friend, my life partner, my one true other half.
It’s a silent thing, force. It barely makes a sound and yet is so powerful it can change lives. The force of hate, or love for example. Anything could change in a minute. What drives you?
the dark force. thunderstorms. yaaaay
being in a hurricane
i dont know what to say
this word isn’t that interesting.
omg
um
poop
forcing me to clean my room
my mom does that all the time
hahahahahhaha
what i dont know
why is there so much time?
When she gets in this mood, she’s truly a force to be reckoned with. It’s not that she’s mean, or ugly, or angry, or scary. She’s deliberate. And right now, as she’s sighting down the barrel of her handgun at me, she seemed much more deliberate than usual.
There’s a force that’s been pulling me towards you since day one. It was too strong for me to fight. But now, I wouldn’t want to try and fight it. It brought me to you, and I don’t ever want to let go. May the force be with you.
It was as if some uncontrollable force had taken over me. Seeing her lying on the icy floor like that…. It was unbearable. I heeled over her body and bleed tears. My love for her soaked my cheeks and fell from my face to hers in hopes of nourishing her skin to look vivacious like it once had.
I held but the inevitable. The tears, pushing their way out. Forcing the feelings I was trying to with hold. I could do it no longer, they took over. Running down my cheeks, like sprinters toward the finish line.
Force is one of the fundamentals of physics. It is used to describe things we take for granted every day, such as weight and gravity. At any given moment, you are applying force.
Force. A very powerful word. Air force. Force you to eat spinach when you are a kid. The force of nature can play havoc on people, like with hurricanes.
Force is such a powerful word or action. If you force yourself to do somehting you probably really don’t want to do it. I had to force myself to get out of bed this morning.
“It is the gateway into immortality,” he heard the night whisper. The command woke something unfamiliar and strange from within, feeling as if a dire force were trying to peel away the reality of his body and pull him into a realm defined by both everything and nothing. All of reality became like threads.
He’d force his blistered hand to write constantly and repeatedly in the hope that something of worth could be created. But something this delicate and fragile could not be made in such a haste, yet he refused to acknowledge that simple fact. He pushed himself further and further with a inner fury, trying so desperately to create the perfect answer, because he knew people would ask their questions.
In a dusty old room with nothing but a kerosene lamp in it, her wrote out his reasons. He sat there for a long while that the kerosene had burned through it’s spirit. It was a hard act to commit. So he took out his lighter, and under the little flicker of a feeble flame sat a hunched man scribbling static sense.
One word after another he carved his last will, the pen blotched and broken, his fingers blistered and aching. Hunched over a paper, writing away his life.
It is not about power. Power is hard. Force is gentle. Force comes from within. It wells up inside of you and builds softly and slowly and stays there until it is necessary to use. It is everywhere in and out. It is star wars.
Star wars baby. Use the force. IM USING THE FORCE. use the force harder. i can’t force myself to do it! Force you must to use the force.
Use the force!
The force?
No, the forks!
Oh..
may the force be with you. May the fourth is national star wars day. my friends and I had a party to celebrate, although I am more of a star trek type of person myself. it was a good party.
Why would someone force you to make that choice. Choice means thought, and process means time, and thoughtful, process can’t be forced.
Force is sloppy and pays no attention to detail. Force goes it’s own way without collaboration. Force is alone in it’s desire to dominate.
Force is emotionless… No room for emotion when force is present. Only the lingering emotions that are left in the wake of force… Anger, resentment, sadness.
I would rather think something through and arrive at options, than force the issue… Force the answer… Force someone… I would rather lead into, than ‘force’ into…
im gonna write shit about this word, force is power. force user from star wars has more force than your momma. dark force and light force always fight each other. force can be used for both good and evil. if you find it hard go use a stick. it will show you how to break with a force.
Their say that one way or the other the impasse with the students will be bought to an end. Force will we used as a last resort, but the principal gave the assurance that law and order will be maintained at the school.
The universe uses it’s gravitational pull to force me ack into my feelings for you.
We’re supposed to feel this way, you and I.
We can’t be apart. Our plans can’t cease.
People say you can’t force love.
But what about when the world forces it for you, on you, all around you.
No choice but to accept it, and to accept you.
If I have to be forced to love anyone in the crazy world, I’m glad it’s you.
that’s what It feels like, a tide like force, this is truth, this is real, its pulling me, it must be acknowledged, it must be honoured, but not just by me
force – of nature. that was what it felt like when she stood on top of the cliff and let the wind blast through her hair. she then remembered that you could finish up falling 0FF the cliff, if you didn’t stay away from the edge!!
The cold walls stared back at me as I tried taking in what my Physics teacher was saying. Okay, who was I kidding? I wasn’t even trying. All I could think about was what my heart was bugging me to do since forever–to love. To love like I would never get hurt.
He would always say “The force is strong in that one” whenever he lost a girl after a bad pickup line. His mates never found it funny. Just sad that he kept trying.
The force of the blow was so strong she was knocked to her fet instantly. She had never been hit beofre, Never. Not once in her whole life. It hurt like hell, and she was shocked. What? Why? She looke up into the face of her husband. It was contorted with rage, his lips curled back. His eyes narrow.
‘Force’. “May the force be with you”. A quote from Star Wars. Anybody whose watched Star Wars – non fans and fans, would know what movie this quote was from.
There is no force that is truly irresistible or unstoppable. True force is tangible in limitation. When an irresistible force hit’s an immovable object, one object ceases to be.
Forcing herself to smile was something entirely out of the question, even the idea of working seemed distastefully foreign, like the concept of an alien bent and broken in body, with odoriferous limbs and lecherous likings.
force is the law of nature. things go according to the force. sometimes our day to day works and sometimes some unnecessary works. all are done by force.. force should not be done with the people when they want to do something.
The storm hit with such force that no one was prepared. Yes, there had been warnings but no one had predicted that it would be this bad. Caught unaware and unprepared, people were left homeless, food-less, and extremely confused.
Nothing to do with star wars. No, but merely the fact that we’re forced to do as we’re told. Don’t you ever wonder what it’d be like to do as you like. Of course not, you’re indoctrinated to believe in non free will despite the fact you’re told you’re free. Free? Don’t be ridiculous. Now get back to work and do as you’re told.
I force my eyes shut hoping to blink back the tears today is a day to cry but when your not allowed it hurts. Today i saw my family played the part and now i sit the tears slip out and i wish it were real.
The pressure was too much. Too much, yet too little. My breathing was shallow, my heart was reckless, beating way too fast. And I never asked for this. No one ever asks for something like this. The pressure began to hurt. Began to make me wish that I was dead. Began to make me wish I was never even born. The force pushed me into the ground, destroyed every ounce of sanity left in me.
Ghadaffi’s disembodied voice rages in the arid Libyan air with the force of Hamlet’s ghost: revenge me!
By the force within me I will continue to have faith that I will find the love of my life. The one man whom will be my best friend, my life partner, my one true other half.
It’s a silent thing, force. It barely makes a sound and yet is so powerful it can change lives. The force of hate, or love for example. Anything could change in a minute. What drives you?
the dark force. thunderstorms. yaaaay
being in a hurricane
i dont know what to say
this word isn’t that interesting.
omg
um
poop
forcing me to clean my room
my mom does that all the time
hahahahahhaha
what i dont know
why is there so much time?
When she gets in this mood, she’s truly a force to be reckoned with. It’s not that she’s mean, or ugly, or angry, or scary. She’s deliberate. And right now, as she’s sighting down the barrel of her handgun at me, she seemed much more deliberate than usual.
There’s a force that’s been pulling me towards you since day one. It was too strong for me to fight. But now, I wouldn’t want to try and fight it. It brought me to you, and I don’t ever want to let go. May the force be with you.
It was as if some uncontrollable force had taken over me. Seeing her lying on the icy floor like that…. It was unbearable. I heeled over her body and bleed tears. My love for her soaked my cheeks and fell from my face to hers in hopes of nourishing her skin to look vivacious like it once had.
i will force my boyrfriend to lick my nipples and then lick me out. I will force him to do anything i want him to.
I held but the inevitable. The tears, pushing their way out. Forcing the feelings I was trying to with hold. I could do it no longer, they took over. Running down my cheeks, like sprinters toward the finish line.
When I think of the word force the first thing that comes to mind is may the force be with you from the star wars movie. Not much else comes to mind.
Force is one of the fundamentals of physics. It is used to describe things we take for granted every day, such as weight and gravity. At any given moment, you are applying force.
I force myself to get up in the mornings. Always a hard thing to do. It is hard to force an idea to come to my head to write anything.
Force. A very powerful word. Air force. Force you to eat spinach when you are a kid. The force of nature can play havoc on people, like with hurricanes.
May the force be with you.
I feel like there is some cosmic force connecting us together, but I’m too afraid to trust it. I’ve never been too good with strength.
Force is such a powerful word or action. If you force yourself to do somehting you probably really don’t want to do it. I had to force myself to get out of bed this morning.
“It is the gateway into immortality,” he heard the night whisper. The command woke something unfamiliar and strange from within, feeling as if a dire force were trying to peel away the reality of his body and pull him into a realm defined by both everything and nothing. All of reality became like threads.
He’d force his blistered hand to write constantly and repeatedly in the hope that something of worth could be created. But something this delicate and fragile could not be made in such a haste, yet he refused to acknowledge that simple fact. He pushed himself further and further with a inner fury, trying so desperately to create the perfect answer, because he knew people would ask their questions.
In a dusty old room with nothing but a kerosene lamp in it, her wrote out his reasons. He sat there for a long while that the kerosene had burned through it’s spirit. It was a hard act to commit. So he took out his lighter, and under the little flicker of a feeble flame sat a hunched man scribbling static sense.
One word after another he carved his last will, the pen blotched and broken, his fingers blistered and aching. Hunched over a paper, writing away his life.
It is not about power. Power is hard. Force is gentle. Force comes from within. It wells up inside of you and builds softly and slowly and stays there until it is necessary to use. It is everywhere in and out. It is star wars.
Star wars baby. Use the force. IM USING THE FORCE. use the force harder. i can’t force myself to do it! Force you must to use the force.
Use the force!
The force?
No, the forks!
Oh..
may the force be with you. May the fourth is national star wars day. my friends and I had a party to celebrate, although I am more of a star trek type of person myself. it was a good party.
Why would someone force you to make that choice. Choice means thought, and process means time, and thoughtful, process can’t be forced.
Force is sloppy and pays no attention to detail. Force goes it’s own way without collaboration. Force is alone in it’s desire to dominate.
Force is emotionless… No room for emotion when force is present. Only the lingering emotions that are left in the wake of force… Anger, resentment, sadness.
I would rather think something through and arrive at options, than force the issue… Force the answer… Force someone… I would rather lead into, than ‘force’ into…
im gonna write shit about this word, force is power. force user from star wars has more force than your momma. dark force and light force always fight each other. force can be used for both good and evil. if you find it hard go use a stick. it will show you how to break with a force.
Their say that one way or the other the impasse with the students will be bought to an end. Force will we used as a last resort, but the principal gave the assurance that law and order will be maintained at the school.
The universe uses it’s gravitational pull to force me ack into my feelings for you.
We’re supposed to feel this way, you and I.
We can’t be apart. Our plans can’t cease.
People say you can’t force love.
But what about when the world forces it for you, on you, all around you.
No choice but to accept it, and to accept you.
If I have to be forced to love anyone in the crazy world, I’m glad it’s you.
hebele hübele
that’s what It feels like, a tide like force, this is truth, this is real, its pulling me, it must be acknowledged, it must be honoured, but not just by me
force – of nature. that was what it felt like when she stood on top of the cliff and let the wind blast through her hair. she then remembered that you could finish up falling 0FF the cliff, if you didn’t stay away from the edge!!
The cold walls stared back at me as I tried taking in what my Physics teacher was saying. Okay, who was I kidding? I wasn’t even trying. All I could think about was what my heart was bugging me to do since forever–to love. To love like I would never get hurt.
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He would always say “The force is strong in that one” whenever he lost a girl after a bad pickup line. His mates never found it funny. Just sad that he kept trying.
The force of the blow was so strong she was knocked to her fet instantly. She had never been hit beofre, Never. Not once in her whole life. It hurt like hell, and she was shocked. What? Why? She looke up into the face of her husband. It was contorted with rage, his lips curled back. His eyes narrow.
‘Force’. “May the force be with you”. A quote from Star Wars. Anybody whose watched Star Wars – non fans and fans, would know what movie this quote was from.
There is no force that is truly irresistible or unstoppable. True force is tangible in limitation. When an irresistible force hit’s an immovable object, one object ceases to be.
Forcing herself to smile was something entirely out of the question, even the idea of working seemed distastefully foreign, like the concept of an alien bent and broken in body, with odoriferous limbs and lecherous likings.
force is the law of nature. things go according to the force. sometimes our day to day works and sometimes some unnecessary works. all are done by force.. force should not be done with the people when they want to do something.
The storm hit with such force that no one was prepared. Yes, there had been warnings but no one had predicted that it would be this bad. Caught unaware and unprepared, people were left homeless, food-less, and extremely confused.
in my sleep deprived state
I ride on writing this
but only because I feel compelled
to actually stick to some goal I’ve set
for myself.
Nothing to do with star wars. No, but merely the fact that we’re forced to do as we’re told. Don’t you ever wonder what it’d be like to do as you like. Of course not, you’re indoctrinated to believe in non free will despite the fact you’re told you’re free. Free? Don’t be ridiculous. Now get back to work and do as you’re told.
I force my eyes shut hoping to blink back the tears today is a day to cry but when your not allowed it hurts. Today i saw my family played the part and now i sit the tears slip out and i wish it were real.