i just feel i have to have sustain in my life as i cant bare the pain given by others and move on in my life.i feel i am not survival of the fittest category.anyway i will try my level best to live up to the words meaning
Impossible to sustain, this level of soul crushing banality, this routine, this day in and day out, always the same. And yet the days go by without change, without infusion of energy or sharp change of direction. Amazing what we are capable of, of keeping on, when it is easier to stay at rest than move forward.
We can sustain ourselves to an extent, but sustainability is not something I fully understand. I think, maybe, it means that you can support yourself. You can sustain your life? Maybe not, maybe I should have looked up the definition first. Oh well, you can’t win them all. I think maybe I won’t include this one in my documented entries.
He bowed down low before the king. “Your majesty…”
“Sultan,” The other corrected.
The man cleared his throat. “Yes, yes, of course. Oh…”
Wait, the word is SUSTAIN…? At this moment the author jumps onto the page, frantically waving her hands in the air. Wait! Forget everything. I totally read that wrong…
The sustained note was the one that gave her away, that made her something she wasn’t, that held her thoughts in a way that she didn’t understand or know.
I can’t sustain this kind of thing, can’t keep it up in the long run, can’t make it work. I’m too tired to maintain myself in this manner, I get too exhausted at the end of the day. It’s rough.
The mind and body and soul of Elizabeth was lost in suspension, an endless vortex of time and space, as she looked at her husband John, who just got fired and now was left with the responsibility of sustaining her hope in their relationship. He, was expected to do the impossible.
He couldn’t quite manage to sustain the fear. Of course, unexpectedly having things appear in front of him was surprising, but the haunted house was just not scary enough for him to even pretend to quiver in fright. Severed heads had never bothered him, skeletons were commonplace in his line of work and clowns just never did if for him, despite their oversized shoes (which should frighten anyone).
His psychologist turned to him and he shook his head. Not this time either.
IT was on Monday night that I fell and sustain a cut on my knee. I was crossing the road, when out of nowhere a car skid out of control, and headed towards me. I try to avoid been hit by it, and that is when I fell.
It was hard, but she was able to sustain his pulse at a rate of 140 despite the rising pressure. She kept him on IV and Epi until they were able to open an OR. That man was going to die without the surgery.
Time and tide stop for no man. Or at least that’s what they say, until she stood at the shore and commanded the ocean to stop…and it did! Well…she was a woman, not a man…
It probably happened around the time I was seven. My sister, who is a few yet many years older than me was walking down the stairs when she saw the box on the sofa. We both run down to where it was and just stared. We really didn’t dare touching it, in the thought that it might brake under our inexperienced hands. I guess that’s why she was the one who opened it, though. Because she was older and way more experienced with boxes than me. As she held it in her arms, I decided to help her, by sustaining it from below. She frowned at me, but didn’t say anything. And then she opened the box.
to be able to keep going no matter what the circumstances are. trudging through hard times with a head held high. tougher through each day able to stnd the test of times through hell or high water. my love for miguel is durable like that and I know its a forsure thing! he makes me feel more amazing than anyone has ever attempted. the thought of him makes me smile and makes me miss him when I’m not with him.
That’s what really life is all about. To sustain. Whatever Tendulkar is today is because he can sustain. Obama will now be voted to power again because he can sustain. If only I can sustain my income I wont be able to live long!
“She needs sustainance.”
They kept repeating that word… Sustain… Sustainance… ‘What does it mean?’ She sat there clueless and afraid as they kept discussing that word.
“She has to be kept alive, we can’t do it until they say we can and they haven’t.”
She didn’t understand, can’t do what?
“We can’t switch her off yet. Not until her parents agree. They should hurry up and decide though, she’s a lost cause and we need her bed.”
This feeling inside me… is it even healthy? This is an obsession, yet I cant help but embrace this. These feeling I should contain with in me. i can no longer contain them. hate myself for it yet I cant help but keep these feelings of mine…
I still love him, yet he is with another. These feelings, how long can I sustain them for?
one thing one moment one life just there death blood loss forever no ones love all i know it that life is…well no way to explain the pain the cuts the deep sadness the tears, but joy hell fairtails of the grim endings that wont last. forever in your secret thats all any one ever needs to no… forever there is nothing but sadness… no such thing as happyness,,…. one line
i want to keep things alive. i want to do so without harming any other living things in the process. to know that life can form from the remnants of something that was once full of beauty is beauty in itself.
I can sustain growth, as my limbs branch out and the sun warms me. My seed has sprouted and spores fill the air. My roots count in the thousands, and I am stronger, the wind bends my trunk but I do not fear breaking, my growth is sustained and gradual, every morning I have a dozen new leaves.
“for once can you take my side?” She turned away in frustration and headed for the stairs. But as she made her escape she felt his warm hand on her shoulder.
she looked at me like i raped a puppy. scared, hateful, and about to laugh. it’s been hard to keep up our relationship these last few years. to sustain something so tenuous; it’s like a tight rope walk. over fire. that has gas being poured on it. while a gun is being pointed at your head. and a salsa band’s playing metallica covers.
The world can sustain only so much love before it breaks. So the creator dreamed up war and hate to curb the swelling embrace of love. War and hate and death are necessary to the balance of this universe. Why else would they exist?
You have to make do with whatever you have. And you have to do it well. The resources are limited but we got to make the most of it and live longer. That’s the trick. How do we do that with dwindling resources?
To sustain in difficult situation we need to be strong either it is mentally or physically…
god gives us the power to sustain in every problems by giving inner strength…
Sustainable Engineering is a concept that deals with Engineering concepts that can be sustained for long periods of time, ideally, indefinitely. We’re talking about innovations that can stand on its own, and even provide a positive footprint on this Earth. We’re looking at the future.
Now that she was aware of the cancerous cells which were overruling her body, she oftentimes imagined that she could actually feel their deadly march. Pushing these thoughts aside with discipline and a sigh, she continued researching residential properties. There was a young, homeless man who spent his days at the same library as her and, knowing that her hard earned savings were not enough to save her life, she hoped they would be enough to sustain another’s.
God is what sustains me. God is my employer. The one who provides all that I need to be sustained in this earth, forever.i am sustainable unto myself for I am a part of the whole, I am one with creation and the creator is exp resting through me now. I am sustain. I am the oneness of all creation.
what we are sustaining is irremediably an affair, we live by it, we joke with it, but from a dream it has turned into a little illusion that quite hurts me. I am unable but willing to keep on doing this, with all my love, me.
What sustains me day to day? Is it luck, hard work, or prayers? I don’t understand how, but I think it is a combination of all three. I am not always lucky or working hard or praying.
Sustainability is a bitch. It doesn’t just happen, it has to actually be willed into existence. It’s not a choice, it’s not a decision, it’s a lifestyle. It encompasses thinking about more than yourself; thinking about being a conscientious person rather than an impulsive one. It’s about willing into existence something that may and could exist after you, and any mention of you, is gone.
Keeping it together. That’s all that mattered anymore. “I just need to get us through the winter,” Wes thought. If Jean and Laura could survie the cold, they would certainly make it long enough to get rescued.
sustaining is extremely important in life. you can sustain with or without friends. but you cant sustain without mum dad and grannies and grand pas and imaginary friends. they are my life and they teach me alot. the knowledge i derive from the world ppl and environment is what is helping me to sustain in this world.
All my life since I was just a baby I was hurt, abused, neglected. My dad left me and my mom alone when I was two we had nothing but an old car and clothes. I sustained. When I was 5 I was given a new step father he was suppose to support us love us but he just beat me down hit me, my mom, my sister. He was a drunk abusive man. But still I sustained. When I was 11 my mom left him. We lived on our own this time we had a baby my sister. At 13 I got a new step father he’s cool I guess… I was alive for the first time in a long time I was happy. Then a “friend” raped me and it all left. So I sustained. At 15 I had a beutiful girlfriend she was perfect. I think I loved her she came from a horrible family they treted her wrong but I helped her but I wasn’t strong enough she was to hurt to damaged she killed herself… I barely regretably sustained. I can’t sustain any longer I just can’t…
-SKB
i just feel i have to have sustain in my life as i cant bare the pain given by others and move on in my life.i feel i am not survival of the fittest category.anyway i will try my level best to live up to the words meaning
Impossible to sustain, this level of soul crushing banality, this routine, this day in and day out, always the same. And yet the days go by without change, without infusion of energy or sharp change of direction. Amazing what we are capable of, of keeping on, when it is easier to stay at rest than move forward.
We can sustain ourselves to an extent, but sustainability is not something I fully understand. I think, maybe, it means that you can support yourself. You can sustain your life? Maybe not, maybe I should have looked up the definition first. Oh well, you can’t win them all. I think maybe I won’t include this one in my documented entries.
He bowed down low before the king. “Your majesty…”
“Sultan,” The other corrected.
The man cleared his throat. “Yes, yes, of course. Oh…”
Wait, the word is SUSTAIN…? At this moment the author jumps onto the page, frantically waving her hands in the air. Wait! Forget everything. I totally read that wrong…
sustain :3
The sustained note was the one that gave her away, that made her something she wasn’t, that held her thoughts in a way that she didn’t understand or know.
I can’t sustain this kind of thing, can’t keep it up in the long run, can’t make it work. I’m too tired to maintain myself in this manner, I get too exhausted at the end of the day. It’s rough.
The mind and body and soul of Elizabeth was lost in suspension, an endless vortex of time and space, as she looked at her husband John, who just got fired and now was left with the responsibility of sustaining her hope in their relationship. He, was expected to do the impossible.
sustain me. help me to grow. food, water, shelter, help me have these things. nurture my soul, sustain my life force.
He couldn’t quite manage to sustain the fear. Of course, unexpectedly having things appear in front of him was surprising, but the haunted house was just not scary enough for him to even pretend to quiver in fright. Severed heads had never bothered him, skeletons were commonplace in his line of work and clowns just never did if for him, despite their oversized shoes (which should frighten anyone).
His psychologist turned to him and he shook his head. Not this time either.
IT was on Monday night that I fell and sustain a cut on my knee. I was crossing the road, when out of nowhere a car skid out of control, and headed towards me. I try to avoid been hit by it, and that is when I fell.
It was hard, but she was able to sustain his pulse at a rate of 140 despite the rising pressure. She kept him on IV and Epi until they were able to open an OR. That man was going to die without the surgery.
Time and tide stop for no man. Or at least that’s what they say, until she stood at the shore and commanded the ocean to stop…and it did! Well…she was a woman, not a man…
By writing each day on that oneword website, he felt like he sustained his ability to write. He just had very little idea as to what he did write.
It probably happened around the time I was seven. My sister, who is a few yet many years older than me was walking down the stairs when she saw the box on the sofa. We both run down to where it was and just stared. We really didn’t dare touching it, in the thought that it might brake under our inexperienced hands. I guess that’s why she was the one who opened it, though. Because she was older and way more experienced with boxes than me. As she held it in her arms, I decided to help her, by sustaining it from below. She frowned at me, but didn’t say anything. And then she opened the box.
to be able to keep going no matter what the circumstances are. trudging through hard times with a head held high. tougher through each day able to stnd the test of times through hell or high water. my love for miguel is durable like that and I know its a forsure thing! he makes me feel more amazing than anyone has ever attempted. the thought of him makes me smile and makes me miss him when I’m not with him.
That’s what really life is all about. To sustain. Whatever Tendulkar is today is because he can sustain. Obama will now be voted to power again because he can sustain. If only I can sustain my income I wont be able to live long!
“She needs sustainance.”
They kept repeating that word… Sustain… Sustainance… ‘What does it mean?’ She sat there clueless and afraid as they kept discussing that word.
“She has to be kept alive, we can’t do it until they say we can and they haven’t.”
She didn’t understand, can’t do what?
“We can’t switch her off yet. Not until her parents agree. They should hurry up and decide though, she’s a lost cause and we need her bed.”
Sustain.
This feeling inside me… is it even healthy? This is an obsession, yet I cant help but embrace this. These feeling I should contain with in me. i can no longer contain them. hate myself for it yet I cant help but keep these feelings of mine…
I still love him, yet he is with another. These feelings, how long can I sustain them for?
one thing one moment one life just there death blood loss forever no ones love all i know it that life is…well no way to explain the pain the cuts the deep sadness the tears, but joy hell fairtails of the grim endings that wont last. forever in your secret thats all any one ever needs to no… forever there is nothing but sadness… no such thing as happyness,,…. one line
i want to keep things alive. i want to do so without harming any other living things in the process. to know that life can form from the remnants of something that was once full of beauty is beauty in itself.
I can sustain growth, as my limbs branch out and the sun warms me. My seed has sprouted and spores fill the air. My roots count in the thousands, and I am stronger, the wind bends my trunk but I do not fear breaking, my growth is sustained and gradual, every morning I have a dozen new leaves.
Sustain my spirit.
Sustain my soul.
God grant me eternal happiness.
God grant me eternal life.
“for once can you take my side?” She turned away in frustration and headed for the stairs. But as she made her escape she felt his warm hand on her shoulder.
she looked at me like i raped a puppy. scared, hateful, and about to laugh. it’s been hard to keep up our relationship these last few years. to sustain something so tenuous; it’s like a tight rope walk. over fire. that has gas being poured on it. while a gun is being pointed at your head. and a salsa band’s playing metallica covers.
but hey, that’s marriage. at least we can laugh.
The world can sustain only so much love before it breaks. So the creator dreamed up war and hate to curb the swelling embrace of love. War and hate and death are necessary to the balance of this universe. Why else would they exist?
You have to make do with whatever you have. And you have to do it well. The resources are limited but we got to make the most of it and live longer. That’s the trick. How do we do that with dwindling resources?
To sustain in difficult situation we need to be strong either it is mentally or physically…
god gives us the power to sustain in every problems by giving inner strength…
Sustainable Engineering is a concept that deals with Engineering concepts that can be sustained for long periods of time, ideally, indefinitely. We’re talking about innovations that can stand on its own, and even provide a positive footprint on this Earth. We’re looking at the future.
sustain is mirage like situation..everything ends…we do work..have faith…for the hope of sustainability..
Sustain.
Now that she was aware of the cancerous cells which were overruling her body, she oftentimes imagined that she could actually feel their deadly march. Pushing these thoughts aside with discipline and a sigh, she continued researching residential properties. There was a young, homeless man who spent his days at the same library as her and, knowing that her hard earned savings were not enough to save her life, she hoped they would be enough to sustain another’s.
a pet goldfish.
a conversation.
an exercise routine.
a friendship.
a diet.
an orgasm.
a relationship.
a job.
myself.
– all the things i cannot sustain
sustain is the driven force of the world..all we do to ensure sustainability..it travels through ages
God is what sustains me. God is my employer. The one who provides all that I need to be sustained in this earth, forever.i am sustainable unto myself for I am a part of the whole, I am one with creation and the creator is exp resting through me now. I am sustain. I am the oneness of all creation.
what we are sustaining is irremediably an affair, we live by it, we joke with it, but from a dream it has turned into a little illusion that quite hurts me. I am unable but willing to keep on doing this, with all my love, me.
What sustains me day to day? Is it luck, hard work, or prayers? I don’t understand how, but I think it is a combination of all three. I am not always lucky or working hard or praying.
Sustainability is a bitch. It doesn’t just happen, it has to actually be willed into existence. It’s not a choice, it’s not a decision, it’s a lifestyle. It encompasses thinking about more than yourself; thinking about being a conscientious person rather than an impulsive one. It’s about willing into existence something that may and could exist after you, and any mention of you, is gone.
Keeping it together. That’s all that mattered anymore. “I just need to get us through the winter,” Wes thought. If Jean and Laura could survie the cold, they would certainly make it long enough to get rescued.
sustaining is extremely important in life. you can sustain with or without friends. but you cant sustain without mum dad and grannies and grand pas and imaginary friends. they are my life and they teach me alot. the knowledge i derive from the world ppl and environment is what is helping me to sustain in this world.
All my life since I was just a baby I was hurt, abused, neglected. My dad left me and my mom alone when I was two we had nothing but an old car and clothes. I sustained. When I was 5 I was given a new step father he was suppose to support us love us but he just beat me down hit me, my mom, my sister. He was a drunk abusive man. But still I sustained. When I was 11 my mom left him. We lived on our own this time we had a baby my sister. At 13 I got a new step father he’s cool I guess… I was alive for the first time in a long time I was happy. Then a “friend” raped me and it all left. So I sustained. At 15 I had a beutiful girlfriend she was perfect. I think I loved her she came from a horrible family they treted her wrong but I helped her but I wasn’t strong enough she was to hurt to damaged she killed herself… I barely regretably sustained. I can’t sustain any longer I just can’t…
-SKB
Honestly, I just don’t know if I have the energy to sustain this joke of a relationship any longer.
You don’t even have to be around me to exhaust me.