The possibility of losing you. I don’t even want to think about it. I just want to have the possibility to spend the rest of my life with you. Have the possibility to share every moment with you, to share what matters most to you… I would like to have that possibility and never let it go.
Possibility – endless. There are so many things you can do in the world, so many different possibilities that are endless and never ending, as high as the sky. The only way you can reach them is if you reach to touch the sky, however, because not all of them (most, in reality) are not easy to get.
the possibility of being all you can be is up to you. how do you want to use your time. wisely? or like a fool? do you want to be sober and aware of the obvious or high and unpredictable while noticing the little things you never did? which state of mind will allow you to take the most away from this experience. think about tomorrow… after all you do have a bio final…
So many possibilities arose from that night. We met by chance at the mall. Little did I know that he was looking for the same things I was–love, and someone to love. Later that night, over the phone, we found out just how similar we really were. From there, it was easy.
He cracked the spine open on the book and poured out it’s contents across the night sky canvas, stars swirled around his head and somewhere in the cloud of gas and light a dream was born from the twisted arcana buried inside.
When the possibility fades, hope still remains. It was that hope that kept her going. And then one day, she realised, hope was crippling. It blind-sighted her all these years…
WELL IM GOING TO KILL MYSELF BUT ITS POSSIBLE TO BE STILL ALIVE,I DONT KNOW,WHAT SHOULD I DO? THIS IS NOT THE LIFE I WANTED TO LIVE,THIS ISN’T WHAT I EXPECTED,THIS SUCKS IN EVERY WAY YOU CAN IMAGINE AND THERE IS THE POSSIBILITY THAT I’LL BE SOON DEAD BABY
I always thought there was a possibility of anything. Too many people rule out things. Anything’s possible. It’s one crazy happening that brings this idea. Maybe others haven’t experience this yet.
He slowly placed the clean glass
on the wooden desk and poured
clear liquid from a vial
As the old radio talked in the kitchen
Then his steady veined hand dripped
two drops of red then one drop of blue
He watched the parts smoke down
a sliced snake making its way south
the colours distilled from primary to purple
then all to crystal
As the news came over the airwaves
he snatched at the glass and downed
and waited for the weather
Each day begins with possibility. Every sunrise is new opportunity. Such a shame that everyday needs get in the way of flying. Still, that waking-up moment, when there is always the possibility of sunshine, is worth waking up for.
There is possibility in any moment. It can be sad, happy, disturbing, regretful, poetic, etc. What you can’t prevent is its happening. Don’t waste the possibility or ignore it. I feel like we are more capable than we picture ourselves to be.
The possibilities are never ending. Not really. If you wants something really badly then what’s stopping you? It’s like a dream, just better. I don’t have dreams, I have purposes. Do you?
I have a possibity to write an English essay. I like it very much. English is important for me. I must write English every day to improve my English skills. I promise
The possibilities are endless, someone once told me. And that was stupid advice. Somehow it led me here, where the only to possibilities are to kill or be killed. And I don’t know which one I abhor less.
Ich hatte die Möglichkeit, aus meinem Leben etwas besonderes zu machen. Aber was heißt besonders? Wozu soll ich Möglichkeiten nutzen? Um mich weiter zu entwickeln? Und dann? Mit meinem Tod ist alles umsonst. Zeitvertreib, sonst nichts, ist doch nicht zu ersetzen.
I never had the possibility to be something – anything – more than what I am. I was never afforded the opportunity to be something more, something I wanted to be.
Possibilities are what shape us, the possibility of what we can, will or will never be.
the possibility of you here with me makes me weep because we had is dead and gone so please leave me alone I have just repaired the hole in my soul and I don’t think I could take anymore so go spread your legs elsewhere you whore
There is a high possibility I’ll be getting a moped soon. When I went out on my CBT test yesterday, as it was icy there was a high possibility i would fall off. I did! There was a high possibility I wouldn’t want to get back on. I defied the possibility and kept going. I passed!
Möglichkeiten, was genau sind sie eigentlich? Sind sie Hoffnung oder Illusion? Was tun wenn jede Möglichkeit zum selben Ziel führt? Vielleicht einfach nur die Möglichkeit wählen die einem auf dem Weg zum Ziel den meisten Spaß verspricht?
Warum versuche ich eigentlich immer wieder mich mit ihm zu unterhalten wenn er etwas getrunken hat?
possibility.. that stupid little idea of thinking this time you might actually get what you want, what you need.. but at the end.. that possibility works against you.. if you thought you had the chance, turns out the chances are against you.. you can win, the house wont ever lose and you will never get to taste the price.. its a sucky reality, but is what happens when you hit this love town
Endless. Uncountable. They best ones appear when we least expect them. Always around. Our reason for having hope. What one holds onto when feeling like nothing will ever go right. The best part about not knowing what comes next.
There are some things that take awhile to learn. How chance works is one of them. I recently read a quote that changed my mind on what is possible and what I want to make possible. Because it is true. When I flip a coin, when it flies in the air, catching light as it twirls, I secretly know the side I hope it lands on. There is my possibility.
And thus, I believe… I believe that there exists the slightest possibility for one to rule his destiny, to shape his future, to live a life he himself has hammered into the past from a piece of unformed future. Every single day I try to hammer my own future in a past I will be delighted to look at, as if life were art.
The possibility is endless. Anything can happen, at any time. Possibility is the driving force in anything that happens in the world. The possibility or the lack of possibility fuels human nature.
risk and possibility are a fine balance in life. It’s a balance that we all have to try and achieve. Carry a dice in your pocket to remind you of this. Whenever you feel worried feel the dice and remember the balance.
There is a possibility that there is a word that rhymes with orange. There could be a blorange, or an blanjurpleorange. I think there is a possibility that there is a word that rhymes with blue. Like loo, blooo, or poo. I think there is a possibility that you may think this is boring, but that’s okay.
anything is possible if you just believe and have enough passion for it. We all think there are loads of things that are impossible but the truth is anything is possible. We all need to have that can do attitude and everything will be possible and i just used the word possible 5 times already.
there are endless possibilities in the world. Just look at the word possibility. it has more s’s than any other letter, well, strung together anyway. and the first four letters are a group in themselves. They are a possi.
the ability to do anything. a door. an open door. opportunities. moving forward or back, does it matter when there’s so many choices and no one cares because there’s doors and windows and you can do or not do. move or stay. walk or run. think or not think. say yes or no or maybe
being able to do. open doors are which enable us to do things adn cross roads and lines getting us somewhere beyond now and here. the abiiity to move forward or back. having a choice. saying yes, no, or maybe. maybe. no definite a
There is all sorts of possibilitys in life. We can choose to do many things, or we can choose nto to do them. There is the possibility that you might marry someone, or there is the possibility that you will remain singles for the rest pof your life. Not that it is a bad thing to happen. It just might be really, really boring. I think that possibilities lie within all of us for all of eternity.
In all the world, with so many possibilities, I choose this website. What in the world was I thinking?
Also, I have 30 seconds to kill. There once was an onion named Larry. Larry was a kind, deep soul. All Larry ever wished for was happiness, to share his taste. He hated to make them all cry.
The possibility of losing you. I don’t even want to think about it. I just want to have the possibility to spend the rest of my life with you. Have the possibility to share every moment with you, to share what matters most to you… I would like to have that possibility and never let it go.
Possibility – endless. There are so many things you can do in the world, so many different possibilities that are endless and never ending, as high as the sky. The only way you can reach them is if you reach to touch the sky, however, because not all of them (most, in reality) are not easy to get.
the possibility of being all you can be is up to you. how do you want to use your time. wisely? or like a fool? do you want to be sober and aware of the obvious or high and unpredictable while noticing the little things you never did? which state of mind will allow you to take the most away from this experience. think about tomorrow… after all you do have a bio final…
So many possibilities arose from that night. We met by chance at the mall. Little did I know that he was looking for the same things I was–love, and someone to love. Later that night, over the phone, we found out just how similar we really were. From there, it was easy.
He cracked the spine open on the book and poured out it’s contents across the night sky canvas, stars swirled around his head and somewhere in the cloud of gas and light a dream was born from the twisted arcana buried inside.
When the possibility fades, hope still remains. It was that hope that kept her going. And then one day, she realised, hope was crippling. It blind-sighted her all these years…
WELL IM GOING TO KILL MYSELF BUT ITS POSSIBLE TO BE STILL ALIVE,I DONT KNOW,WHAT SHOULD I DO? THIS IS NOT THE LIFE I WANTED TO LIVE,THIS ISN’T WHAT I EXPECTED,THIS SUCKS IN EVERY WAY YOU CAN IMAGINE AND THERE IS THE POSSIBILITY THAT I’LL BE SOON DEAD BABY
a word presented to me,
The irony of its choosing,
Its all I ever think about,
The endless possibility,
Have I done the right thing?
Is there a reward at the end?
The Unknown possibility.
I always thought there was a possibility of anything. Too many people rule out things. Anything’s possible. It’s one crazy happening that brings this idea. Maybe others haven’t experience this yet.
He slowly placed the clean glass
on the wooden desk and poured
clear liquid from a vial
As the old radio talked in the kitchen
Then his steady veined hand dripped
two drops of red then one drop of blue
He watched the parts smoke down
a sliced snake making its way south
the colours distilled from primary to purple
then all to crystal
As the news came over the airwaves
he snatched at the glass and downed
and waited for the weather
Each day begins with possibility. Every sunrise is new opportunity. Such a shame that everyday needs get in the way of flying. Still, that waking-up moment, when there is always the possibility of sunshine, is worth waking up for.
There is possibility in any moment. It can be sad, happy, disturbing, regretful, poetic, etc. What you can’t prevent is its happening. Don’t waste the possibility or ignore it. I feel like we are more capable than we picture ourselves to be.
The possibilities are never ending. Not really. If you wants something really badly then what’s stopping you? It’s like a dream, just better. I don’t have dreams, I have purposes. Do you?
I like to have a possibility to do something. If I don’t have that, I will try to find it by my own effort. Effort is the must. We should try to
I have a possibity to write an English essay. I like it very much. English is important for me. I must write English every day to improve my English skills. I promise
The possibilities are endless, someone once told me. And that was stupid advice. Somehow it led me here, where the only to possibilities are to kill or be killed. And I don’t know which one I abhor less.
Pick another word!
Ich hatte die Möglichkeit, aus meinem Leben etwas besonderes zu machen. Aber was heißt besonders? Wozu soll ich Möglichkeiten nutzen? Um mich weiter zu entwickeln? Und dann? Mit meinem Tod ist alles umsonst. Zeitvertreib, sonst nichts, ist doch nicht zu ersetzen.
I never had the possibility to be something – anything – more than what I am. I was never afforded the opportunity to be something more, something I wanted to be.
Possibilities are what shape us, the possibility of what we can, will or will never be.
The possibility that the last word I wrote about for 60 seconds was “possibility” is 100%.
Possibly, the one thing I need more than anything, is the possibility of improving my life.
the possibility of you here with me makes me weep because we had is dead and gone so please leave me alone I have just repaired the hole in my soul and I don’t think I could take anymore so go spread your legs elsewhere you whore
there might be a life beyond life, a life beyond the universe, a no age cream i call it possibility
There is a high possibility I’ll be getting a moped soon. When I went out on my CBT test yesterday, as it was icy there was a high possibility i would fall off. I did! There was a high possibility I wouldn’t want to get back on. I defied the possibility and kept going. I passed!
Möglichkeiten, was genau sind sie eigentlich? Sind sie Hoffnung oder Illusion? Was tun wenn jede Möglichkeit zum selben Ziel führt? Vielleicht einfach nur die Möglichkeit wählen die einem auf dem Weg zum Ziel den meisten Spaß verspricht?
Warum versuche ich eigentlich immer wieder mich mit ihm zu unterhalten wenn er etwas getrunken hat?
possibility.. that stupid little idea of thinking this time you might actually get what you want, what you need.. but at the end.. that possibility works against you.. if you thought you had the chance, turns out the chances are against you.. you can win, the house wont ever lose and you will never get to taste the price.. its a sucky reality, but is what happens when you hit this love town
Endless. Uncountable. They best ones appear when we least expect them. Always around. Our reason for having hope. What one holds onto when feeling like nothing will ever go right. The best part about not knowing what comes next.
There are some things that take awhile to learn. How chance works is one of them. I recently read a quote that changed my mind on what is possible and what I want to make possible. Because it is true. When I flip a coin, when it flies in the air, catching light as it twirls, I secretly know the side I hope it lands on. There is my possibility.
And thus, I believe… I believe that there exists the slightest possibility for one to rule his destiny, to shape his future, to live a life he himself has hammered into the past from a piece of unformed future. Every single day I try to hammer my own future in a past I will be delighted to look at, as if life were art.
anything
everything
nothing
something
words
simplicity
anything.
The possibility is endless. Anything can happen, at any time. Possibility is the driving force in anything that happens in the world. The possibility or the lack of possibility fuels human nature.
risk and possibility are a fine balance in life. It’s a balance that we all have to try and achieve. Carry a dice in your pocket to remind you of this. Whenever you feel worried feel the dice and remember the balance.
There is a possibility that there is a word that rhymes with orange. There could be a blorange, or an blanjurpleorange. I think there is a possibility that there is a word that rhymes with blue. Like loo, blooo, or poo. I think there is a possibility that you may think this is boring, but that’s okay.
anything is possible if you just believe and have enough passion for it. We all think there are loads of things that are impossible but the truth is anything is possible. We all need to have that can do attitude and everything will be possible and i just used the word possible 5 times already.
there are endless possibilities in the world. Just look at the word possibility. it has more s’s than any other letter, well, strung together anyway. and the first four letters are a group in themselves. They are a possi.
I stand at the start
at the very beginning of it all
Before the worries.
the fights,
the pet peeves
the problems I can’t even imagine
or I don’t choose to imagine
Here in this place and time
I am happy
forgetting what came before
with only the blissful possibility of what lies ahead
Now is the time to embrace
Now is the time I will always remember
With so many possibilities
I can never be sure what comes next is any better
I hope, I hope upon hope alone,
though my choice of blissful ignorance,
that the possibilities are only great
I stand at the start
at the very beginning of it all
but all I see is you
and how can that not be great?
the ability to do anything. a door. an open door. opportunities. moving forward or back, does it matter when there’s so many choices and no one cares because there’s doors and windows and you can do or not do. move or stay. walk or run. think or not think. say yes or no or maybe
being able to do. open doors are which enable us to do things adn cross roads and lines getting us somewhere beyond now and here. the abiiity to move forward or back. having a choice. saying yes, no, or maybe. maybe. no definite a
There is all sorts of possibilitys in life. We can choose to do many things, or we can choose nto to do them. There is the possibility that you might marry someone, or there is the possibility that you will remain singles for the rest pof your life. Not that it is a bad thing to happen. It just might be really, really boring. I think that possibilities lie within all of us for all of eternity.
In all the world, with so many possibilities, I choose this website. What in the world was I thinking?
Also, I have 30 seconds to kill. There once was an onion named Larry. Larry was a kind, deep soul. All Larry ever wished for was happiness, to share his taste. He hated to make them all cry.