success means different things to a lot of people. some people think it means having a lot of money, while others deem it being able to accomplish everything they hoped. either way, it’s something that all people want to achieve, no matter the circumstances. it has three S’s in it, which is kindof weird considering how short the word is– only seven letters! wow!
something to many people aim for. a life goal. a state of being that only matters in the end. a lose of sight. and end. something only a few will ever feel they achive. a point of approval from others. a social control. and loss.
Success makes me scared. I don’t think it’s easy to define. Everyone has their own idea of success which is beautiful and intimidating. I am trying to still figure out what I believe to be the true meaning of success. I feel as if someone is successful if they have reached a point in their life where they are truly happy.
Ahh the smell of success. It smells…just like air. What did I learn from my success. Maybe nothing. Maybe i got lucky.
Failure, ahh sweet failure. Teach me your lesson dear failure so that I may become a success.
It’s what drives us, it’s what keeps us going when all other hope is gone. It’s what we hold onto, what we remember, what we relive, what we strive for. It can be measured in many ways, but the best success is measured by everlasting smiles.
I turned away from her as I felt my stormy blue eyes change into the ice blue color of thirst. The aroma of her sweet blood filled my notrils, I could feel saliva building around my fangs. I had to stay calm. She needed my help. I had to fight the urge, to drain her dry. The desire for her blood pulsed in my throat. Her breathing was slowing, I could hear the quiet gasps behind me. Without a thought, I spun around and scooped her limp body into my arms. I began to run as fast as I could. If I could just make it to the hospital, I would have success and she would live…
I want it. Everyone desires it, chases it, longs for it. It gets me down. I feel inferior. Success would be great but it is up to societies perceptions of my achievements. What is success?
Success had never tasted sweeter. The countless hours, days, and even weeks spent away from her loved ones, had all come down to this. It was harder than she’d ever imagined, but now that it was over, she could say it was worth the sacrifices.
success, something im not good at, something i have not accomplished yet, something i will have one day, after i get my shit together, i kinda miss writing about a topic in 60 seconds, its pretty amusing!
I won! I won! I beat the odds and defeated breast cancer.
I love the smell of nukes in the morning. Smells like…victory :)
Now gurl that was a success
Haha all famous quotes from movies….i think?
It is reaching ones own personal happiness and being satisfied with ones accomplishments. For me success would have to be making an impact in the world which needs more help than most would like to admit. I might not save the whole world but the success in reaching out to at least one person should reach more people to form a successful network of love and help. Success is what one chooses to make one happy at the end of ones life.
es un acontecimiento and the most important thing happen in this act sometimes i dont want this is happen but it calls life or this is about people says and every day people winning because of the succes this is a time long and beautiful and a poem with this word maybe its nice
She was there, only for a minute. Hidden
under cloaks of lies and lost in the
caverns of her mind.
Collapsed into the depths of desolated
eraser marks.
Serenaded through the eyes of
serrated personas more convincing than herself.
I’m successing in writing my report, I’m successing in doing well in my social life, I’m successing in being me. I’m successing in having a good life. The only thing I’m not successing in is having success. Weird.
Success? What does that even mean? It’s such a relative term. One person views success as being the CEO of a major world corporation while another views it as finding a quarter on the floor at the mall. It means so many things to so many different people.
The success one feels when taking down their enemy is overwhelming at times. At least it should be. Taking another life is a heavy burden to carry with you for the rest of yours. Yet as a Killjoy Transmission Enemy couldn’t let it effect her. Sure her first two years as a Killjoy were difficult, she couldn’t look herself in the mirror for a long time but after a while the guilt went away. She reminded herself that she was fighting for good and they were evil people doing things to destroy the Earth.
I consider myself a success for the day if I manage to shower, and then only if I manage to shower before noon. Being a mother of 2 toddlers doesn’t offer me much personal time, but hopefully when they grow up I can consider them a success.
it’s what we all long for but few accomplish, at least in their own minds. I feel that I am somewhat successful. Others I view as a success see the same as failure, holding themselves to higher standards of their own than I do from the outside.
I don’t think my life is set up for much success…Lately I havent had any- with school, work, friends, family, or my love life. But all is well. I’m sure I will find something one day where I will be ready to be successful at it, and I cannot wait.
success is something we must work for. really fucking hard for. But once we get there we are free from our fears. We are the best we can be when we are successful.
Ouch.
One of the first things that hits me when I see the word success.
Painful connotations, ones that usually involve sweat, or tiresome repetition for fear that if we don’t indeed reach the level we commit to, we aren’t really worthy.
The sucess of this nation all depens on the people of the nation. We must not get mad at those in office because they’re simply doing what they think “we” the people want.
Yeah every body in the fucking world wants that. It’s like
SUCCESS
GREAT SUCCESS
If you had it, you are successful.
They’re proud of you whether or not you did fucking crazy things to get there. Basically, it reminds me of a certain situation that makes makes me want to cry if I could cry.
I would if I could but I can’t.
Doors
My one word is Doors, because in my life when ever i have doubted myself and flet that i have hit rock bottom. There was always an open door waiting for me to open.
Success is always measured by what society tells us, but really, I think success is different for every individual. Just because you didnt achieve everything people wanted you to doesn’t mean you didnt succeed.
a simple couple of syllables
some find it in their pockets
others in their hearts
i find it in people
and by measuring the size of smiles
people get when I am honest with them
life is not about measuring wealth
but how much you gave
and how much you took
Success means finding happiness and pleasure within a life that may not always be happy or pleasurable. It’s about learning to be content with what you have while balancing the never ending desire for more. Wondering what is more is the eternal question that has brought humanity to where it is today, and has helped it continue to evolve.
I have always wanted to be a great success. I’ve worked hard to get there, while getting pushed down and tested through too many problems and bumps along the way. But then I realized, what if I am already a success for making it this far, having a great job, good friends, and learning all of this useful information along the way? Maybe success is sort of like beauty-it’s in the eye of the beholder?
Success!
He feels it when the elixer
Runs down his throat and
Burns away all the memories.
Success!
The ability to forget all
Those things that make
Life so much more difficult.
Success!
It’s in a bottle.
For him.
success means different things to a lot of people. some people think it means having a lot of money, while others deem it being able to accomplish everything they hoped. either way, it’s something that all people want to achieve, no matter the circumstances. it has three S’s in it, which is kindof weird considering how short the word is– only seven letters! wow!
something to many people aim for. a life goal. a state of being that only matters in the end. a lose of sight. and end. something only a few will ever feel they achive. a point of approval from others. a social control. and loss.
Success makes me scared. I don’t think it’s easy to define. Everyone has their own idea of success which is beautiful and intimidating. I am trying to still figure out what I believe to be the true meaning of success. I feel as if someone is successful if they have reached a point in their life where they are truly happy.
Ahh the smell of success. It smells…just like air. What did I learn from my success. Maybe nothing. Maybe i got lucky.
Failure, ahh sweet failure. Teach me your lesson dear failure so that I may become a success.
It’s what drives us, it’s what keeps us going when all other hope is gone. It’s what we hold onto, what we remember, what we relive, what we strive for. It can be measured in many ways, but the best success is measured by everlasting smiles.
very few ever succeed, because to have success you must be completely happy with what you have done, and for most it is too late for that.
“Hallelujah!!!”
“What are you so happy about dad” asked Lindsay.
“Ahhhh! Sweet success!”
“Dad, did you finally find the time capsule?”
“Yes…yes I did! Look at this suitcase! It must be three hundred years old. Quick, go get my video camera.”
I turned away from her as I felt my stormy blue eyes change into the ice blue color of thirst. The aroma of her sweet blood filled my notrils, I could feel saliva building around my fangs. I had to stay calm. She needed my help. I had to fight the urge, to drain her dry. The desire for her blood pulsed in my throat. Her breathing was slowing, I could hear the quiet gasps behind me. Without a thought, I spun around and scooped her limp body into my arms. I began to run as fast as I could. If I could just make it to the hospital, I would have success and she would live…
I want it. Everyone desires it, chases it, longs for it. It gets me down. I feel inferior. Success would be great but it is up to societies perceptions of my achievements. What is success?
Success had never tasted sweeter. The countless hours, days, and even weeks spent away from her loved ones, had all come down to this. It was harder than she’d ever imagined, but now that it was over, she could say it was worth the sacrifices.
success, something im not good at, something i have not accomplished yet, something i will have one day, after i get my shit together, i kinda miss writing about a topic in 60 seconds, its pretty amusing!
I won! I won! I beat the odds and defeated breast cancer.
I love the smell of nukes in the morning. Smells like…victory :)
Now gurl that was a success
Haha all famous quotes from movies….i think?
sucess is thirsty. makes me crave for more. so much more. a hole in my abdomen is growing. and i live for it. i will die for it as well.
It is reaching ones own personal happiness and being satisfied with ones accomplishments. For me success would have to be making an impact in the world which needs more help than most would like to admit. I might not save the whole world but the success in reaching out to at least one person should reach more people to form a successful network of love and help. Success is what one chooses to make one happy at the end of ones life.
es un acontecimiento and the most important thing happen in this act sometimes i dont want this is happen but it calls life or this is about people says and every day people winning because of the succes this is a time long and beautiful and a poem with this word maybe its nice
She was there, only for a minute. Hidden
under cloaks of lies and lost in the
caverns of her mind.
Collapsed into the depths of desolated
eraser marks.
Serenaded through the eyes of
serrated personas more convincing than herself.
I’m successing in writing my report, I’m successing in doing well in my social life, I’m successing in being me. I’m successing in having a good life. The only thing I’m not successing in is having success. Weird.
Sometrhin I have been dreaming about my whole life. I’ve only functioned at management lvl but would love to get a company of somethin I do going.
Success? What does that even mean? It’s such a relative term. One person views success as being the CEO of a major world corporation while another views it as finding a quarter on the floor at the mall. It means so many things to so many different people.
SUCCESS!
Such a good feeling.
Unbeleivably good feeling.
Crazy good feeling.
Cuckoo good feeling.
Soooooo fugging awesome.
Spmebody pinch me.
SUCCESS!
The success one feels when taking down their enemy is overwhelming at times. At least it should be. Taking another life is a heavy burden to carry with you for the rest of yours. Yet as a Killjoy Transmission Enemy couldn’t let it effect her. Sure her first two years as a Killjoy were difficult, she couldn’t look herself in the mirror for a long time but after a while the guilt went away. She reminded herself that she was fighting for good and they were evil people doing things to destroy the Earth.
my one fear and my one failure
I consider myself a success for the day if I manage to shower, and then only if I manage to shower before noon. Being a mother of 2 toddlers doesn’t offer me much personal time, but hopefully when they grow up I can consider them a success.
it’s what we all long for but few accomplish, at least in their own minds. I feel that I am somewhat successful. Others I view as a success see the same as failure, holding themselves to higher standards of their own than I do from the outside.
I don’t think my life is set up for much success…Lately I havent had any- with school, work, friends, family, or my love life. But all is well. I’m sure I will find something one day where I will be ready to be successful at it, and I cannot wait.
success is something we must work for. really fucking hard for. But once we get there we are free from our fears. We are the best we can be when we are successful.
Success is what everyone strives for, but few achieve. But, those who do not try could have been the ones who had the most of it.
Ouch.
One of the first things that hits me when I see the word success.
Painful connotations, ones that usually involve sweat, or tiresome repetition for fear that if we don’t indeed reach the level we commit to, we aren’t really worthy.
The sucess of this nation all depens on the people of the nation. We must not get mad at those in office because they’re simply doing what they think “we” the people want.
Yeah every body in the fucking world wants that. It’s like
SUCCESS
GREAT SUCCESS
If you had it, you are successful.
They’re proud of you whether or not you did fucking crazy things to get there. Basically, it reminds me of a certain situation that makes makes me want to cry if I could cry.
I would if I could but I can’t.
It could mean anything really….Simply being happy…the idea of it changes from person to person.
Money, power, wealth, fortune, or maybe even having kids, living a good life,
life = love
success = happiness
Doors
My one word is Doors, because in my life when ever i have doubted myself and flet that i have hit rock bottom. There was always an open door waiting for me to open.
Success is always measured by what society tells us, but really, I think success is different for every individual. Just because you didnt achieve everything people wanted you to doesn’t mean you didnt succeed.
a simple couple of syllables
some find it in their pockets
others in their hearts
i find it in people
and by measuring the size of smiles
people get when I am honest with them
life is not about measuring wealth
but how much you gave
and how much you took
working toward a goal and realizing the end of a project having the outcome of work or plan become….sucess
Success means finding happiness and pleasure within a life that may not always be happy or pleasurable. It’s about learning to be content with what you have while balancing the never ending desire for more. Wondering what is more is the eternal question that has brought humanity to where it is today, and has helped it continue to evolve.
Success is rare. It is only truly rewarding when followed by failure. To succeed is to move on and learn from your failures.
I have always wanted to be a great success. I’ve worked hard to get there, while getting pushed down and tested through too many problems and bumps along the way. But then I realized, what if I am already a success for making it this far, having a great job, good friends, and learning all of this useful information along the way? Maybe success is sort of like beauty-it’s in the eye of the beholder?
Success!
He feels it when the elixer
Runs down his throat and
Burns away all the memories.
Success!
The ability to forget all
Those things that make
Life so much more difficult.
Success!
It’s in a bottle.
For him.
alot of people want it. I feel like i have had it. it is subjective. It means alot of things. some people are confused about what success is.