It didn’t really matter what his wife’s stand on the issue was, Walter was going to do what he wanted to anyway. No, he didn’t care that it could alienate him from the rest of the family. He was going to have the chocolate souffle.
stand up for what you believe don’t do as your told stand on your own two feet even if the sand is cold fill the surface with strong small feet whether they dance on the floor or stand up and speak
This was her chance to take a stand for what she believed in. She would step on stage and pour her heart into the cause that so rightly deserved to be recognized. Only one minute, that’s all it would take for people to start caring. She stood and walked onto the stage.
She held her breath as she watched all the people in the room stand. Their eyes wide with excitement and wonder, their arms spread out in acceptence and joy. They believed this crap fed to them through a straw, they really did. Infront of them they thought they saw salvation…but in truth, they saw their doom.
Lionel was hesitant when he reached the ticket stand. He saw the lady behind the glass and quietly asked for one ticket. She asked for payment. It must have been only a moment for him to give her the money, but a moment can be hours for others if you’re not a snail.
tall over everybody’s shit that they talk, never let anyone say anything to you to change your morals or beliefs. Stand up for what you believe in and never compromise that for anyone or anything. Someone who stands up for what they believe in will always be respected and remembered.
Standing on your head is a hard thing to do. Unless you’re fit as a fiddle. I can’t do it at all because It makes me dizzy. I stood at attention for 6 hours one time.
stand up why not. im probably in class again. i should raise my hand but i dont know the answer Who does not me not any one. we’re school zombies in factory training
she stands at the corner in her fishnets, mini skirt, black boots, skanky top. a man walks by and hands her money. she loops her arm through his. all she can think about is her four year old son back home in their dirty apartment. she left him with the neighbors. they have kids of their own and he always seems excited to go play. but everytime she comes home he always asks ‘where were you mommy?’ and everytime she breaks down inside, turns her head to the wall, and cries.
standing it what occurs while you wait. whether your standing in line or standing at work, standing is what you live through. its waiting, waiting for something to end or something to happen, its what life is made of, nothing but standing around and wanting more but never getting it, just standing still.
i stand as i become vibrant red in a sea of black and white. as i emerge from the desolate. as i raise above. i stand so i can make history today, and not tomorrow. so i can jump-start the immobile. so i can leave my footprints in the sands of time. i stand to rebel, and i stand so i won’t have to spend the rest of my life sitting. i stand and it is never still.
he stands by my side, he sighs, he paces.
he’s got something on his mind. I purse my lips and look at him, my hands planted on my hips. you don’t understand anything, he’ll tell me, i know.
like i don’t know anything. i know everything.
Wolfie is an Angel, and i’m not afraid to admit it, and i’m not afraid of him.
i love him.
I have done this already.
I do it daily.
I won’t do it alone.
Not unless they turn.
Not unless.
Everyone will though.
They always do.
I always stay right there.
here i stand writing about a word at the top of my screen. yes i am standing. who doesn’t stand when they type? i shore do. what’s that you say? you don’t stand when you type? that’s just weird……..
i stan in front of you. you stood there. but ypu walked away. why? ill never understand. but i made my stand. and i havent backed down
even if you did a long time ago.
sad things is im still standing there.
and it hurts hurts hurts
but i stand
People never seem to stand too much. As if they’re lazy. That is quite sad, considering that we weren’t given legs for no reason. People should stand up for themselves more often. Then they’d be able to literally stand up to others, as well.
Standing there, you appeared frightened, unable to move. Statuesque. Medusa had found you, yes that was it. She’d found you and now you were frozen there, like that, eyes glazed. Would you move again?
There is was. Standing in the middle of the misty air. She was right infront of my eyes. I could feel her touching me. Yet, I could not see her. She was with me. She was me.
There was an ant colony, supposedly abandoned, that was filled with cement to reveal the underground structure. At the end, you can see one lonely ant walking through the structure. He took a stand.
“…please stand!” That’s the last thing she heard before they read the verdict and pronounced her free! Free to go and rejoin her family after spending 3 weeks in the county jail while the lawyers sorted it all out and put on the show. Free to go back to her own LIFE again! —- Free! —- Carisa couldn’t believe they had finally gotten the answer after waiting for 6 hours while the jury deliberated her fate, with whatever facts they gleaned from the trial and whatever the judge hadn’t tossed out on technicalities. Carisa’s lawyer was the competent sort, but her vision for her own defense wasn’t well matched… until now. Carisa turned, jumped and hugged Sharon and started crying into her auburn hair smearing her own mascara in the process… She didn’t care how she looked! She was free!
It wasn’t freedom that she was thinking about that February morning when she awoke to find the masked man standing in her doorway playing with the handcuffs he would soon use on her…………….
I stand, atop the tallest building looking down finding that the land is being diminished. I fear that the future will wipe all the beauty from the land, still I stand and will continue to stand soaking up the beauty that’s around and giving a helping hand, leaving my foot prints on the sand .
Until they’re wiped from this land.
standing on the corner she fumbles around with the ring, the antique diamonds glimmer with memories. she fumbles it out of her pocket into the hands of the man exchanging the small bag.
I stand and look at where my life is. Is this where I want to be? Do I want to be standing somewhere else? How should I stand? Do I stand proudly because of my achievements or do I stand in a slouch because of my defeats?
and deliver to me a love that is true and real. I will stand by you until the end and love you with all my heart. I will make my stand in life with you at my side.
they stand at the tops of the world, with this stance they require a fashionable entrance and can’t think of any better way, as those that stand from the tops look above at those who perch..They misunderstood that the giving up, was about the giving in..and the
I was standing on the edge of a cliff. As I looked down, I could see the people below me, wandering like ants around a basket of food. I had little thoughts about what would happen next. I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was ending it all.
stand tall with pride…dont stand alone, its too lonely…..stand tall and shake firmly, act respectful and dont slump….proper form shows more than just posture
I stand here watching the people. I am here because it is my responsibility. I would much rather be sleeping. Sleeping my life away, but not having to worry about what these subjects of mine are up to. I think that they would hardly notice that I have left their presence.
It didn’t really matter what his wife’s stand on the issue was, Walter was going to do what he wanted to anyway. No, he didn’t care that it could alienate him from the rest of the family. He was going to have the chocolate souffle.
stand up for what you believe don’t do as your told stand on your own two feet even if the sand is cold fill the surface with strong small feet whether they dance on the floor or stand up and speak
This was her chance to take a stand for what she believed in. She would step on stage and pour her heart into the cause that so rightly deserved to be recognized. Only one minute, that’s all it would take for people to start caring. She stood and walked onto the stage.
i stand by the lake. i stand by her. i stand still. i can’t stand it.
all my senses are overwhelming, the smell of dead animals and her sweat. love.
She held her breath as she watched all the people in the room stand. Their eyes wide with excitement and wonder, their arms spread out in acceptence and joy. They believed this crap fed to them through a straw, they really did. Infront of them they thought they saw salvation…but in truth, they saw their doom.
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Lionel was hesitant when he reached the ticket stand. He saw the lady behind the glass and quietly asked for one ticket. She asked for payment. It must have been only a moment for him to give her the money, but a moment can be hours for others if you’re not a snail.
tall over everybody’s shit that they talk, never let anyone say anything to you to change your morals or beliefs. Stand up for what you believe in and never compromise that for anyone or anything. Someone who stands up for what they believe in will always be respected and remembered.
Standing on your head is a hard thing to do. Unless you’re fit as a fiddle. I can’t do it at all because It makes me dizzy. I stood at attention for 6 hours one time.
Stand, harsh with no remorse.
Live, provide, be a man.
Stand and face the world.
Reject cowardice.
Be a man.
stand up why not. im probably in class again. i should raise my hand but i dont know the answer Who does not me not any one. we’re school zombies in factory training
she stands at the corner in her fishnets, mini skirt, black boots, skanky top. a man walks by and hands her money. she loops her arm through his. all she can think about is her four year old son back home in their dirty apartment. she left him with the neighbors. they have kids of their own and he always seems excited to go play. but everytime she comes home he always asks ‘where were you mommy?’ and everytime she breaks down inside, turns her head to the wall, and cries.
I could no longer stand. My legs gave out, and I collapsed in the rocks. They slashed at me with their edges, and my bruises cried for me.
standing it what occurs while you wait. whether your standing in line or standing at work, standing is what you live through. its waiting, waiting for something to end or something to happen, its what life is made of, nothing but standing around and wanting more but never getting it, just standing still.
He climbed the hill so he could stand beside her. And they both stood there looking across the lake as the sun set.
i stand as i become vibrant red in a sea of black and white. as i emerge from the desolate. as i raise above. i stand so i can make history today, and not tomorrow. so i can jump-start the immobile. so i can leave my footprints in the sands of time. i stand to rebel, and i stand so i won’t have to spend the rest of my life sitting. i stand and it is never still.
rascal flatts. stand.
when push comes to shoeve and you’ve had enough. you get mad you get rough, something something (?) and you stand.
yes. i do know that those are the wrong lyrics. (;
he stands by my side, he sighs, he paces.
he’s got something on his mind. I purse my lips and look at him, my hands planted on my hips. you don’t understand anything, he’ll tell me, i know.
like i don’t know anything. i know everything.
Wolfie is an Angel, and i’m not afraid to admit it, and i’m not afraid of him.
i love him.
I have done this already.
I do it daily.
I won’t do it alone.
Not unless they turn.
Not unless.
Everyone will though.
They always do.
I always stay right there.
here i stand writing about a word at the top of my screen. yes i am standing. who doesn’t stand when they type? i shore do. what’s that you say? you don’t stand when you type? that’s just weird……..
i stan in front of you. you stood there. but ypu walked away. why? ill never understand. but i made my stand. and i havent backed down
even if you did a long time ago.
sad things is im still standing there.
and it hurts hurts hurts
but i stand
I stand alone.
On a sidewalk.
Away from the crowd.
Away from sound.
I walk to no where.
still
waiting
thinking
freely
a soft spirit
still waiting
stand with me?
People never seem to stand too much. As if they’re lazy. That is quite sad, considering that we weren’t given legs for no reason. People should stand up for themselves more often. Then they’d be able to literally stand up to others, as well.
I’m standing at the edge. Take a deep breath. The clouds float by my head. The apex. I can see for miles. Miles. He’ll never stand again.
Standing there, you appeared frightened, unable to move. Statuesque. Medusa had found you, yes that was it. She’d found you and now you were frozen there, like that, eyes glazed. Would you move again?
Stand tall and be proud of who you are and who you will become. Life is progressive and ongoing, Take it by the hands and run.
There is was. Standing in the middle of the misty air. She was right infront of my eyes. I could feel her touching me. Yet, I could not see her. She was with me. She was me.
in a single file line” says elementary school teachers.
There was an ant colony, supposedly abandoned, that was filled with cement to reveal the underground structure. At the end, you can see one lonely ant walking through the structure. He took a stand.
“…please stand!” That’s the last thing she heard before they read the verdict and pronounced her free! Free to go and rejoin her family after spending 3 weeks in the county jail while the lawyers sorted it all out and put on the show. Free to go back to her own LIFE again! —- Free! —- Carisa couldn’t believe they had finally gotten the answer after waiting for 6 hours while the jury deliberated her fate, with whatever facts they gleaned from the trial and whatever the judge hadn’t tossed out on technicalities. Carisa’s lawyer was the competent sort, but her vision for her own defense wasn’t well matched… until now. Carisa turned, jumped and hugged Sharon and started crying into her auburn hair smearing her own mascara in the process… She didn’t care how she looked! She was free!
It wasn’t freedom that she was thinking about that February morning when she awoke to find the masked man standing in her doorway playing with the handcuffs he would soon use on her…………….
I stand, atop the tallest building looking down finding that the land is being diminished. I fear that the future will wipe all the beauty from the land, still I stand and will continue to stand soaking up the beauty that’s around and giving a helping hand, leaving my foot prints on the sand .
Until they’re wiped from this land.
standing on the corner she fumbles around with the ring, the antique diamonds glimmer with memories. she fumbles it out of her pocket into the hands of the man exchanging the small bag.
I stand and look at where my life is. Is this where I want to be? Do I want to be standing somewhere else? How should I stand? Do I stand proudly because of my achievements or do I stand in a slouch because of my defeats?
ii stand tall everyday at school
and deliver to me a love that is true and real. I will stand by you until the end and love you with all my heart. I will make my stand in life with you at my side.
they stand at the tops of the world, with this stance they require a fashionable entrance and can’t think of any better way, as those that stand from the tops look above at those who perch..They misunderstood that the giving up, was about the giving in..and the
I was standing on the edge of a cliff. As I looked down, I could see the people below me, wandering like ants around a basket of food. I had little thoughts about what would happen next. I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was ending it all.
stand tall with pride…dont stand alone, its too lonely…..stand tall and shake firmly, act respectful and dont slump….proper form shows more than just posture
I stand here watching the people. I am here because it is my responsibility. I would much rather be sleeping. Sleeping my life away, but not having to worry about what these subjects of mine are up to. I think that they would hardly notice that I have left their presence.