Left is the opposite of right. Or is it the opposite of wrong? I don’t think I know anymore. There was a time when I was sure about these things–when I thought I could say anything and be sure I was left. Or was I sure I was right? It’s all so confusing. I think I’ll go paint something.
well, it’s a direction, I’m not really sure what else about it. my BFF Aly is left-handed, which I think is weird but I love her anyway! this is Really hard, I’m gonna go see Speed Racer tomarow,!!! it’s gonna be so cool!!! can’t wait! is he left handed? hmmmmmmmmmmm….
left is the direction that i usually travel to the left to my school to my room to the store …. it hard when you live on the far right and everything is left.
left is the way that i loook when i’m turning what do you want me to say about left, it doenstn really represent much to me, what’s left? or turn left? of how many are left in that box of oreos? I would like to know whats left of my brain after this. My left hand is starting to hrut, but 60 seconds is a lot longer than i had
I hate being left handed. It makes everything so complicated. Even worse, I find it detestable how things work. I lean to the left. I fall to the left, and sometimes, i even think leaning on my left hand.
WHY?
It’s like this one side of my body completely dominates everything. I have no control over it, and yet somehow, i get satisfation from being different. Why, idk, cuz it’s annoying.
left brained people ARE BORING
lEFT HANDED PEOPLE ARE RIGHT BRAINED LEFT IS NOT RIGHT THIS IS REALLLY DUMB WHY AM I DOING THIS. THANKS STULMBLEUPON, DUPED AGAIN. I LOVE CAPITALIZATION!! WOOO good times. Am i done yetleft is bitchin/
the nad you dont use to eat with or write with. The lane in wich the british drive and also the knights attacking side. This is a bunck of bullshit that I am writing for the word “left”.
elephants, in a line across a wrist. wrist connected to the strong arm of a twisted friendship. best birthday ever, love lorn strings attached, never to be. requited feelings, tragedy, it’s life. just wait till things get really bad and you find yourself longing for the days of such simple obstacles. go to the beach instead, it’s beautiful there. obviously beautiful, no need to struggle through people and their fucked up mindsets, just beauty. trees and shit. green, wonder, bright.
are you left handed or right handed? which way do you tie your sshoes? Do you button your shirts the same way? Is it hard driving on the right side of the road?
He left the party….everyone needed to use their left hands. The room had all of the furniture on the left side of the room. The plates that once held the refreshments only had a few morsels to offer because that is all that was LEFT. The political conversation needed to be liberal and what else um AS some fun games…the guests marched around the house in goose step saying left…..left….left….left. I don’t know what else to say about the party except that it was so awful that everyone Left before they were left to.
oppoite of right and i left something at the school, in the dorm. i am always left behind. i am left out. was left out, in school. elementary school. i wanna have a boyfriend. why am i writing about this shit? weird. now i’m thinking. can’t stop. tfel. i jus tlooked at this website that said only the first and last letters matter when you read….so this could say lfet and you would read it as left.
Is the wrong way to go! I like going right! Whatever you do, don’t go down the left corridor. There’s a headless guy. The right corridor has a headless guy too, but he’s nicer than the other headless guy.
But yeah, left is always ALWAYS Bad.
it shifts each way when i type in the words that press the buttons in my hands floating floating breaking apart when i look at them, they fly. they know me well and i chase them but out they go, out the window and i miss them and cry. the tears pour down my face and solidify into cubes and for once i am happy.
thank you goliath.
left right front back up down in out side to side run and hide hide from darkness hide from light light is short and so am i i crave the stage center stage up stage stage right stage left left left right left i march on to battle
I am left handed and I get so frustrated that everything is designed for right handed people. From my scissors to my desks in lecture halls, everything is uncomfortable. Spiral notebooks hurt my hand and I smear so much ink every time that I write with a pen.
I was left behind, left to cry, left to feel while everyone else ran and felt nothing….I was left to wonder, to see, to wish, to hope, to dream. They all wanted to be the same…I was left. I’m glad. I grew. They followed the crowd.
moving ahead, moving right, moving left, but always moving. why not, why can’t? say so and it’s yours. say nothing, and you’re still saying so. what’s left? nothing. no thing. just you and your voice. got it?
i always wished i was left heanded when i was young- i was soo jealous of my 3 sisters and mom who were left handed because they were different- unique- and i wanted that…i wanted to be unique in sommmeee way- and i just didnt even get to be left handed- i still want to- but its ok now- i realize i am unique in my own way! maybe ill be happy about it some day soon…
I’m left handed. That makes me a a fan of left. Left, left ,left. It one of those words that if you say it a lot it sounds weird. I don’t really remember anything about the
people who are left handed are the only people in their right minds, right? Wrong. I’m right handed, and I honestly think I’m in my right mind even though I’m technically in my life. Whatever, either way, I don’t think it honestly matters whether someone is left or right brained. It’s important how we use our brains. We should use them for good, not evil.
Left,
Left,
not right?
Or do two lefts make a right?
Or is it three lefts?
i left her back in the street. i told her lies, and she accepted all of them, without question. i knew none of it was true, but i simply could not stop myself. how could i be this way. this was not me. and yet i watch over and over as it plays out again and again, and no matter how hard i want to yell out, i see that it really was me. it really was me.
i left work this morning
I left my home this morning
I left my boyfriend
My thoughts
I leave the past behind me
but it doesnt leave me behind
What else is there to write about whats left?
my future is all thats left
i am surprisengly
My girlfriend has a daughter who skates. She seems not to know her left from her right. When turning her mother will scream, “Erika… Left! Left!” And as she is turning right… “Your OTHER left… Your OTHER left!!” How some kids graduate sixth grade, i’ll never know…
left behind, left to center. I’m not quite sure but I know that left is right. Right or otherwise its universal. How can I know this, because of an innate truth. Believe it or not we are all one, all left
and right, up and down.
She left him then, with the hang-dog look on his sour mug, waiting for him to realize it was his lack of faith in her, his trust gone sour, that made her go. It would never be the same again.
sometimes there are people who act fake. I am tired of those people. I wish people would just be themselves. Also when it comes to dating I wish that guys were sincere. They all seem to be out for one thing. I am tired of that. How is it all these girls get married but not me.
She asked as though I was supposed to be ready to answer at a moment’s notice. The truth was that our relationship had been suffering for some time. It wasn’t my extramarital affair that caused all of this – hell, she’d had one herself.
But the reality is that we had been together for 14 years.
left is the direction that all nascar drivers go. unless they are on a road course. left is also the ear that you pierce that makes a statement, saying that you are not gay. left, also refers to politics, as in left wing liberals.
Left or right. I chose left, it wasn’t the right way but i had gone too far already. By the time i had come to terms with my decision i was looking down the barrel of a gun. I promptly emptied my wallet.
left is something that not indicate a direction but a way to think. if you think left you should find a way to discover yourself as a new kind of men, maybe a good one. be happy.
Turn left! he shouted. Well, that’s exactly what I did, and what a mistake. I was running as fast as I could and he was right beside me. The dogs were behind us, barking and snarling, and we were headed straight for a high wire fence with barbed wire at the top.
There wasn’t anything left in the bin. Everything was gone. Even the last biscuit scraps that should have been there had simply disappeared. Nothing could be seen but great, vast, depressing emptiness that contained nothing. It was all… gone.
left is the opposite of right. left is a symbol of love harmony peace and well belonging. I am a lefty. Lefties are good and brilliant people. They are intelligent and overwhelmingly cool. Left rules over right. Left as a verb can be used for the things left over.
no one is left when there is war. the car should be driven in the left in India. It is left to you, who can be selected in the drama. Leftist movements draw inspiration from the left part of their brain and rightist movements draw their inspiration from right part of the brain. rift
Left is the opposite of right. Or is it the opposite of wrong? I don’t think I know anymore. There was a time when I was sure about these things–when I thought I could say anything and be sure I was left. Or was I sure I was right? It’s all so confusing. I think I’ll go paint something.
Perhaps the shed.
I am left-handed; being that way is also called sinister.
well, it’s a direction, I’m not really sure what else about it. my BFF Aly is left-handed, which I think is weird but I love her anyway! this is Really hard, I’m gonna go see Speed Racer tomarow,!!! it’s gonna be so cool!!! can’t wait! is he left handed? hmmmmmmmmmmm….
Se supone que deba escribir algo intenso?
ser
left is the direction that i usually travel to the left to my school to my room to the store …. it hard when you live on the far right and everything is left.
left is the way that i loook when i’m turning what do you want me to say about left, it doenstn really represent much to me, what’s left? or turn left? of how many are left in that box of oreos? I would like to know whats left of my brain after this. My left hand is starting to hrut, but 60 seconds is a lot longer than i had
I hate being left handed. It makes everything so complicated. Even worse, I find it detestable how things work. I lean to the left. I fall to the left, and sometimes, i even think leaning on my left hand.
WHY?
It’s like this one side of my body completely dominates everything. I have no control over it, and yet somehow, i get satisfation from being different. Why, idk, cuz it’s annoying.
left brained people ARE BORING
lEFT HANDED PEOPLE ARE RIGHT BRAINED LEFT IS NOT RIGHT THIS IS REALLLY DUMB WHY AM I DOING THIS. THANKS STULMBLEUPON, DUPED AGAIN. I LOVE CAPITALIZATION!! WOOO good times. Am i done yetleft is bitchin/
the nad you dont use to eat with or write with. The lane in wich the british drive and also the knights attacking side. This is a bunck of bullshit that I am writing for the word “left”.
elephants, in a line across a wrist. wrist connected to the strong arm of a twisted friendship. best birthday ever, love lorn strings attached, never to be. requited feelings, tragedy, it’s life. just wait till things get really bad and you find yourself longing for the days of such simple obstacles. go to the beach instead, it’s beautiful there. obviously beautiful, no need to struggle through people and their fucked up mindsets, just beauty. trees and shit. green, wonder, bright.
They were at a crossroad.
One side, the right, was bright and full of sun, with rainbows and butterflies and everything good in the world lay on that path.
The other side – the left – was dark and gloomy, shaded by sorrows.
They chose the latter option, opting for something other than lies.
are you left handed or right handed? which way do you tie your sshoes? Do you button your shirts the same way? Is it hard driving on the right side of the road?
He left the party….everyone needed to use their left hands. The room had all of the furniture on the left side of the room. The plates that once held the refreshments only had a few morsels to offer because that is all that was LEFT. The political conversation needed to be liberal and what else um AS some fun games…the guests marched around the house in goose step saying left…..left….left….left. I don’t know what else to say about the party except that it was so awful that everyone Left before they were left to.
oppoite of right and i left something at the school, in the dorm. i am always left behind. i am left out. was left out, in school. elementary school. i wanna have a boyfriend. why am i writing about this shit? weird. now i’m thinking. can’t stop. tfel. i jus tlooked at this website that said only the first and last letters matter when you read….so this could say lfet and you would read it as left.
Is the wrong way to go! I like going right! Whatever you do, don’t go down the left corridor. There’s a headless guy. The right corridor has a headless guy too, but he’s nicer than the other headless guy.
But yeah, left is always ALWAYS Bad.
it shifts each way when i type in the words that press the buttons in my hands floating floating breaking apart when i look at them, they fly. they know me well and i chase them but out they go, out the window and i miss them and cry. the tears pour down my face and solidify into cubes and for once i am happy.
thank you goliath.
left right front back up down in out side to side run and hide hide from darkness hide from light light is short and so am i i crave the stage center stage up stage stage right stage left left left right left i march on to battle
you’d think its the opposite of right but its not ts th opposite of taken. or maybe it means something I’m not aware of….I’d hate to make a mistake
I am left handed and I get so frustrated that everything is designed for right handed people. From my scissors to my desks in lecture halls, everything is uncomfortable. Spiral notebooks hurt my hand and I smear so much ink every time that I write with a pen.
I was left behind, left to cry, left to feel while everyone else ran and felt nothing….I was left to wonder, to see, to wish, to hope, to dream. They all wanted to be the same…I was left. I’m glad. I grew. They followed the crowd.
moving ahead, moving right, moving left, but always moving. why not, why can’t? say so and it’s yours. say nothing, and you’re still saying so. what’s left? nothing. no thing. just you and your voice. got it?
i always wished i was left heanded when i was young- i was soo jealous of my 3 sisters and mom who were left handed because they were different- unique- and i wanted that…i wanted to be unique in sommmeee way- and i just didnt even get to be left handed- i still want to- but its ok now- i realize i am unique in my own way! maybe ill be happy about it some day soon…
I’m left handed. That makes me a a fan of left. Left, left ,left. It one of those words that if you say it a lot it sounds weird. I don’t really remember anything about the
people who are left handed are the only people in their right minds, right? Wrong. I’m right handed, and I honestly think I’m in my right mind even though I’m technically in my life. Whatever, either way, I don’t think it honestly matters whether someone is left or right brained. It’s important how we use our brains. We should use them for good, not evil.
Left,
Left,
not right?
Or do two lefts make a right?
Or is it three lefts?
i left her back in the street. i told her lies, and she accepted all of them, without question. i knew none of it was true, but i simply could not stop myself. how could i be this way. this was not me. and yet i watch over and over as it plays out again and again, and no matter how hard i want to yell out, i see that it really was me. it really was me.
i left work this morning
I left my home this morning
I left my boyfriend
My thoughts
I leave the past behind me
but it doesnt leave me behind
What else is there to write about whats left?
my future is all thats left
i am surprisengly
My girlfriend has a daughter who skates. She seems not to know her left from her right. When turning her mother will scream, “Erika… Left! Left!” And as she is turning right… “Your OTHER left… Your OTHER left!!” How some kids graduate sixth grade, i’ll never know…
left behind, left to center. I’m not quite sure but I know that left is right. Right or otherwise its universal. How can I know this, because of an innate truth. Believe it or not we are all one, all left
and right, up and down.
She left him then, with the hang-dog look on his sour mug, waiting for him to realize it was his lack of faith in her, his trust gone sour, that made her go. It would never be the same again.
my hand which i write about. some thing that i forgat about or i don’t want to get left behind
opposite of right and i am all out of ideas about left
sometimes there are people who act fake. I am tired of those people. I wish people would just be themselves. Also when it comes to dating I wish that guys were sincere. They all seem to be out for one thing. I am tired of that. How is it all these girls get married but not me.
What’s Left?
She asked as though I was supposed to be ready to answer at a moment’s notice. The truth was that our relationship had been suffering for some time. It wasn’t my extramarital affair that caused all of this – hell, she’d had one herself.
But the reality is that we had been together for 14 years.
left is the direction that all nascar drivers go. unless they are on a road course. left is also the ear that you pierce that makes a statement, saying that you are not gay. left, also refers to politics, as in left wing liberals.
Left or right. I chose left, it wasn’t the right way but i had gone too far already. By the time i had come to terms with my decision i was looking down the barrel of a gun. I promptly emptied my wallet.
left is something that not indicate a direction but a way to think. if you think left you should find a way to discover yourself as a new kind of men, maybe a good one. be happy.
im left handed…
and i eat food im writing down everything he is saying..
Turn left! he shouted. Well, that’s exactly what I did, and what a mistake. I was running as fast as I could and he was right beside me. The dogs were behind us, barking and snarling, and we were headed straight for a high wire fence with barbed wire at the top.
There wasn’t anything left in the bin. Everything was gone. Even the last biscuit scraps that should have been there had simply disappeared. Nothing could be seen but great, vast, depressing emptiness that contained nothing. It was all… gone.
left is the opposite of right. left is a symbol of love harmony peace and well belonging. I am a lefty. Lefties are good and brilliant people. They are intelligent and overwhelmingly cool. Left rules over right. Left as a verb can be used for the things left over.
no one is left when there is war. the car should be driven in the left in India. It is left to you, who can be selected in the drama. Leftist movements draw inspiration from the left part of their brain and rightist movements draw their inspiration from right part of the brain. rift