words that tell you what to do, how to get to a certain goal, how to achieve something, how to reach an end result. words that get you to a certain place, a destination, a location you’ve been looking for. words that enable you to get what you’ve been looking for, what you’ve been searching for. words.
all things you buy come with instructions. it doesn’t matter what and in what language, but there are always instructions, which is good because people be thinking that they know how to do something and than realize they really don’t know so then they have to look back at the package and read the instructions.
She read the instructions on the box, but was too nervous to follow through. But after taking out the small stick, she put her hand beneath her thighs but above the water, peed on it, and waited for results. After about two minutes, she got her answer. Positive. =)
There were instructions. She paled, holding up that dastardly piece of paper she had searched so long for in vain. Putting together the flat pack furniture had taken an age, from figuring out how to put all the bits and bobs together and with figuring out which way was the front and what not.
But there were instructions. And she hadn’t seen them as she had fruitlessly struggled.
Instructions are vital to our everyday lives. Think, IKEA would go totally out of business without instructions. But sometimes instructions choke us. They cause our creativity to wither and die.
Instructions. A simple how-to. They exists for everything. How to assemble a high chair, how to set up iTunes. But the things in life that truly matter, don’t have instructions. And maybe that’s why they are the most important. You have to figure it out all on your own. And the possibilities are endless.
how to do things, whether correct or not, it’s about reading and then following through. One word that means very little to a lot ecause they never follow them, everyone wants a short cut. sorry my curse hops around. I hate people wof people b
a mindset. a structure. something to soothe the masses, something to control the anomalies. we’re drilled into them, and they become us, sort of, as we blend into it. instructive, intuitive–it’s all the same now. it’s become part of you and sometimes you can never unlearn them
Look at the razor blade in your right hand, now look at your left wrist. Look at your smooth, unmarked skin. The pale blue veins running through your arm symbolizing life. Proving that you are alive and living. Now ask yourself if it’s worth it? No. It’s not. So put the razor down. Throw it out the window. Flush it down the toilet. Throw it into an ocean or a lake. Don’t start this addiction because once you do, it will never leave. Even if you do stop, it will always be on your mind. So do yourself a favor for me. Never pick up a razor blade with the intentions of self harming yourself.
Instructions are Someone telling you what to do. They can be written or spoken to you, I wish there were instructions to everything in life, including people. Men have a rep for never reading instructions. Some instructions are hard to understand
Instructions can at times be laborious, niggling obstacles to productivity — to actually finishing something. The writer of instructions many times has an incidious propensity for details that leave the instructed wary, confused, and incomplete.
instructions tell you what to follow. If you follow the instructions things will come out perfectly. If you don’t follow it, and make even one mistake the results won’t be perfect.
fools listen to them but only describe what they know, which is nothing. And when we have to follow them there is always something else to follow, with an attachment and a letter and a.. oh look at the time… hehe more instructions.. i hate that word too long bleh anyways yeah you gotta have them right, right no WRONG
clear or complex. never enough information on the details you really need to know. can easily be misinterpreted for something else. picture instructions? what’s up with that? no help at all…
There were a set of instructions set on the table to be quickly skimmed over and not to be taken seriously.
Jim, however, analyzed every speck of ink on the piece of thick paper that were the instructions for reaching the hotel her former girlfriend’s wedding was located.
Jim didn’t know what he was up for.
you came with a safety label. “wash with care, caution with love” attached to your back. I should have known what it meant. never disregard instructions again, I told myself. only trust your mind, not your heart.
I don’t know why people chose to take their own life I mean sure, it seems like it’s a good way out of things but in reality, is it? Take some time to think about it and see it it really is a good choice. Think about everyone who cares about you. I care. A lot. More than most probably.
instruct her
to strip to the core of
her soul
heart beating
criss-cross fingers
your mind tells you
to let it go but
you hang on
bare naked
waiting for someone
to tell you you are
hurting no one but
self-destruction
instructions.
Live life being grateful for everything you have, two of them being the Internet and the roof above your head. Listen to what your parents tell you. And love your friends and your family and everyone you come into contact with unconditionally, no matter how poor or how well they treat you.
Instructions were written all over the walls. All over my hands. Television screens. All the way down into my heart. Written on my soul, instructing, willing me forward. But I grow so tired of following.
I was given instructions on how to get over a broken heart once. It didn’t work, it served as an amusement though. I still wish and hope with all my being that it’ll work someday. I’m still waiting. I guess broken hearts are hard to heal.
children never know what they get into. Their mothers try to protect them constantly. Dont do this, dont do that. Leave that be, come here. what are they? they are rule, instructions to help shape us into who we can be, who we could be. but do they work? They never fully do, much like the instructions found in a ikea booklet for that desk you bought, there will always be wandering screws, questioning if what was just built, what you now stare at across the room and are forced to work on, is correct. Is stable, and half the time it’s not. One day that spot where the extra screw was ment to fit will turn up, and it will be empty, one simple jig or push in the wrong spot could cause that desk to fall, along with all the hard work you had created a top of it. Sometimes the screw may be placed away somewhere, somewhere where it can be found but other times its gone. Thrown away with the box it came in and shipped off to a junk yard to rot. Sometimes instructions arn’t the best way, with anything. Sometimes it may be better to just try to create something yourself, from your own mind and let it form into something that is you, not someone else yelling out how A connects to D and F connects to Z.
The instructions were set out in front of him. Plain and simple. Find target. Kill.
You don’t know power until you have someone by the throat. Until you feel their life pulse through their veins. Surging, and slowly stopping. He crumpled the thin loose leaf, looked around, and darted into darkness.
There are instructions to life that simply do not fit the bill of what actually happens. These instructions are called your k-12 schooling… Quite frankly, it was a beautiful period of my life which was, at that point, considered hellish, but looking back I wouldn’t change it for the world. It wasn’t true training for real life, however.
You were always instructing me. Telling me “go here”, “look this way”. But I grew tired of the rules, limits. So I wrote my own instructions, and put them in a manual. And gave it to you.
Don’t follow. Do what you want. breathe, don’t breathe. fall. fall faster. fall for her. follow her. do what you both want. but whatever you do. don’t follow instructions. do whatever you want. and it’ll all be good somehow.
sometimes i have a hard time following instructions. that’s not true. I am very good at following instructions. I like to be guided. To be told what to do and then do a good job. I don’t know why I said I have a hard time following instructions. I don’t. i am having a hard time writing for 60 seconds straight.
THERE IS ALWAys a list i have to write. not hing is every perfect. fruits and vegetabes failed guys a list for everything. Well maybe i don’t want to write about that for once. maybe i don’t want a manuel that i can’t get rid of . I don’t want instructions.
which is why my appartnemtn is coverd in unassebmeled ikea furniture.
and pieces of broken heart.
and an empty fridge.
i hate instrutciotns. in school
front of every exam papers: read the instructions carefully and answer every questions blah blah blah blah blah blah do not write in red or green pens blah blah
wow you would almost think that there should be more actual instruction telling my brain how to think and what to write here, but no. it’s up to me to form my words and sentences without restriction. just sixty seconds as my instructions and just write. its funny how a word like that can make you think
Instructions are a set of guidelines that tell you how to do something because they assume without them, you are incapable of figuring them out. Maybe this is the real reason I never read them–I prefer trying to understand how to do something my own way.
these are the instructions on how to love. on how to lose. and how to regret. these are the insturctions on life. on liberty. on truth. on bliss. these are the instructions on how to secure happiness.
are helpful sometimes, but can be limitations if they are too vague or too specific. instructions are lists and are supposed to be helpful. construct through instructions
words that tell you what to do, how to get to a certain goal, how to achieve something, how to reach an end result. words that get you to a certain place, a destination, a location you’ve been looking for. words that enable you to get what you’ve been looking for, what you’ve been searching for. words.
all things you buy come with instructions. it doesn’t matter what and in what language, but there are always instructions, which is good because people be thinking that they know how to do something and than realize they really don’t know so then they have to look back at the package and read the instructions.
She read the instructions on the box, but was too nervous to follow through. But after taking out the small stick, she put her hand beneath her thighs but above the water, peed on it, and waited for results. After about two minutes, she got her answer. Positive. =)
There were instructions. She paled, holding up that dastardly piece of paper she had searched so long for in vain. Putting together the flat pack furniture had taken an age, from figuring out how to put all the bits and bobs together and with figuring out which way was the front and what not.
But there were instructions. And she hadn’t seen them as she had fruitlessly struggled.
It was official; her life sucked.
Instructions are vital to our everyday lives. Think, IKEA would go totally out of business without instructions. But sometimes instructions choke us. They cause our creativity to wither and die.
the way to do things. the way to do things the right way. most of the time they are ignored. guys don’t like them.
Instructions. A simple how-to. They exists for everything. How to assemble a high chair, how to set up iTunes. But the things in life that truly matter, don’t have instructions. And maybe that’s why they are the most important. You have to figure it out all on your own. And the possibilities are endless.
how to do things, whether correct or not, it’s about reading and then following through. One word that means very little to a lot ecause they never follow them, everyone wants a short cut. sorry my curse hops around. I hate people wof people b
a mindset. a structure. something to soothe the masses, something to control the anomalies. we’re drilled into them, and they become us, sort of, as we blend into it. instructive, intuitive–it’s all the same now. it’s become part of you and sometimes you can never unlearn them
Look at the razor blade in your right hand, now look at your left wrist. Look at your smooth, unmarked skin. The pale blue veins running through your arm symbolizing life. Proving that you are alive and living. Now ask yourself if it’s worth it? No. It’s not. So put the razor down. Throw it out the window. Flush it down the toilet. Throw it into an ocean or a lake. Don’t start this addiction because once you do, it will never leave. Even if you do stop, it will always be on your mind. So do yourself a favor for me. Never pick up a razor blade with the intentions of self harming yourself.
I can’t follow them worth a damn. .___.
Instructions are Someone telling you what to do. They can be written or spoken to you, I wish there were instructions to everything in life, including people. Men have a rep for never reading instructions. Some instructions are hard to understand
Instructions can at times be laborious, niggling obstacles to productivity — to actually finishing something. The writer of instructions many times has an incidious propensity for details that leave the instructed wary, confused, and incomplete.
instructions tell you what to follow. If you follow the instructions things will come out perfectly. If you don’t follow it, and make even one mistake the results won’t be perfect.
simple, yet hard to follow. needs precision other wise totally pointless. i struggle with giving instructions; i’d rather receive them.
fools listen to them but only describe what they know, which is nothing. And when we have to follow them there is always something else to follow, with an attachment and a letter and a.. oh look at the time… hehe more instructions.. i hate that word too long bleh anyways yeah you gotta have them right, right no WRONG
we don’t need them simple
clear or complex. never enough information on the details you really need to know. can easily be misinterpreted for something else. picture instructions? what’s up with that? no help at all…
There were a set of instructions set on the table to be quickly skimmed over and not to be taken seriously.
Jim, however, analyzed every speck of ink on the piece of thick paper that were the instructions for reaching the hotel her former girlfriend’s wedding was located.
Jim didn’t know what he was up for.
you came with a safety label. “wash with care, caution with love” attached to your back. I should have known what it meant. never disregard instructions again, I told myself. only trust your mind, not your heart.
I don’t know why people chose to take their own life I mean sure, it seems like it’s a good way out of things but in reality, is it? Take some time to think about it and see it it really is a good choice. Think about everyone who cares about you. I care. A lot. More than most probably.
instruct her
to strip to the core of
her soul
heart beating
criss-cross fingers
your mind tells you
to let it go but
you hang on
bare naked
waiting for someone
to tell you you are
hurting no one but
self-destruction
instructions.
Live life being grateful for everything you have, two of them being the Internet and the roof above your head. Listen to what your parents tell you. And love your friends and your family and everyone you come into contact with unconditionally, no matter how poor or how well they treat you.
Instructions are directions telling someone how to do something. They can be written, oral, or gestures.
Do this. Do that. directions. meant to help. nobody follows them.
Instructions, a creation that, if followed correctly, will create anything the simplest to most complicated constructs.
Instructions were written all over the walls. All over my hands. Television screens. All the way down into my heart. Written on my soul, instructing, willing me forward. But I grow so tired of following.
I was given instructions on how to get over a broken heart once. It didn’t work, it served as an amusement though. I still wish and hope with all my being that it’ll work someday. I’m still waiting. I guess broken hearts are hard to heal.
children never know what they get into. Their mothers try to protect them constantly. Dont do this, dont do that. Leave that be, come here. what are they? they are rule, instructions to help shape us into who we can be, who we could be. but do they work? They never fully do, much like the instructions found in a ikea booklet for that desk you bought, there will always be wandering screws, questioning if what was just built, what you now stare at across the room and are forced to work on, is correct. Is stable, and half the time it’s not. One day that spot where the extra screw was ment to fit will turn up, and it will be empty, one simple jig or push in the wrong spot could cause that desk to fall, along with all the hard work you had created a top of it. Sometimes the screw may be placed away somewhere, somewhere where it can be found but other times its gone. Thrown away with the box it came in and shipped off to a junk yard to rot. Sometimes instructions arn’t the best way, with anything. Sometimes it may be better to just try to create something yourself, from your own mind and let it form into something that is you, not someone else yelling out how A connects to D and F connects to Z.
The instructions were set out in front of him. Plain and simple. Find target. Kill.
You don’t know power until you have someone by the throat. Until you feel their life pulse through their veins. Surging, and slowly stopping. He crumpled the thin loose leaf, looked around, and darted into darkness.
There are instructions to life that simply do not fit the bill of what actually happens. These instructions are called your k-12 schooling… Quite frankly, it was a beautiful period of my life which was, at that point, considered hellish, but looking back I wouldn’t change it for the world. It wasn’t true training for real life, however.
You were always instructing me. Telling me “go here”, “look this way”. But I grew tired of the rules, limits. So I wrote my own instructions, and put them in a manual. And gave it to you.
Don’t follow. Do what you want. breathe, don’t breathe. fall. fall faster. fall for her. follow her. do what you both want. but whatever you do. don’t follow instructions. do whatever you want. and it’ll all be good somehow.
sometimes i have a hard time following instructions. that’s not true. I am very good at following instructions. I like to be guided. To be told what to do and then do a good job. I don’t know why I said I have a hard time following instructions. I don’t. i am having a hard time writing for 60 seconds straight.
THERE IS ALWAys a list i have to write. not hing is every perfect. fruits and vegetabes failed guys a list for everything. Well maybe i don’t want to write about that for once. maybe i don’t want a manuel that i can’t get rid of . I don’t want instructions.
which is why my appartnemtn is coverd in unassebmeled ikea furniture.
and pieces of broken heart.
and an empty fridge.
i hate instrutciotns. in school
front of every exam papers: read the instructions carefully and answer every questions blah blah blah blah blah blah do not write in red or green pens blah blah
wow you would almost think that there should be more actual instruction telling my brain how to think and what to write here, but no. it’s up to me to form my words and sentences without restriction. just sixty seconds as my instructions and just write. its funny how a word like that can make you think
Instructions are a set of guidelines that tell you how to do something because they assume without them, you are incapable of figuring them out. Maybe this is the real reason I never read them–I prefer trying to understand how to do something my own way.
these are the instructions on how to love. on how to lose. and how to regret. these are the insturctions on life. on liberty. on truth. on bliss. these are the instructions on how to secure happiness.
Darkness, the insufferable shade of poisoned dreams, that lurk in the deep waters of the mind, forever haunting the waking hours of the uncanny mind.
are helpful sometimes, but can be limitations if they are too vague or too specific. instructions are lists and are supposed to be helpful. construct through instructions