what she doesn’t see when she’s thinking about him
when her eyes are closed all she really sees
are movie stars with cleft chins and steely eyes
ready to drive off the cliff
hands entwined
It was tragic, he lie there in the hospital bed, motionless. His body limp and cold. His little sister holding his lifeless hand, tears streaming down her face. “The driver fled the scene?” His mother asked through sobs.
its tragic the amount of human suffering arises from simple words spoken by politicians whose only cares are the furthering of their own self interest, or the self interest of their nation. when will we realize that it doesn’t matter which country is best, because we’re all so reliant on each other that if one falls, we all fall?
My friendship with her. I was blinded, gagged and left under the spotlight. Laughter and pointing, all part of the fun of being a dancing bear. Run away, and never look back. Those repeating words flashed
She and I were the best of friends. Even as the Normandy was doomed to fail, I persisted on staying in the cockpit where I thought I could save her. Shepard knew this only too well, for she was the only one that came back for me.
I wish I would have listened to her sooner- but I stalled. Stalled and wasted precious time, and maybe that explosion could have been avoided…
tragi. life is tragic. love is tragic. everything we see, we touch, we feel see or hear is tragic. Tragedy is what makes beauty beauty it makes life worth living to find those little spots of time that dont suck so much. tragic is humanity, and humanity thrives on tragedy.
ifs are quite tragic
a thought that could not always be considered
in making all of your decisions
uponn a single slice of if
but there maybe
some other ifs
that could pull along this road of life
some not so tragic
and some that make you ecstatic
the day that my brother drowned and couldnt be saved at the Emergencey room. I remember being 12 and sitting in the ER and looking at the heart monitor and the doctors trying to revive him. the tragic part? my mothers sadness.
It was tragic how sad she was. From the outside, her life looked perfect. Great boyfriend, lots of money, good grades, and popularity too. But every night she went home and made those small incisions. And everyday, she covered them up and acted as though nothing happened.
The day ended in tragedy. It always did. She only had three minutes of every day to change it and she failed, every time. It should have been simple. Simple. Just change, but that change, what was it? How could she ever do it?
I really don’t know what people mean when they say your death was a ‘tragedy’. You wanted to go, and nothing could hold you here. I’m relieved. You aren’t crying yourself to sleep anymore; clutching your phone close to you so you can hear my voice.
Its really tragic all the kids in Africa. As we complain about life and working hard and school, they are over there working 3 times as hard, without and education, and have accepted the fact that this is their life. What happens there daily, is tragic, but the fact we are so self absorbed into thinking our lives are the worst, is the most tragic thing of all.
It was the tragic incident that really affected our day, if it hadn’t been for the broken heel on our friends shoe, we surely would of been able to have enjoyed our day. Rather we had to listen to the constant moans and return home before we really had to.
tragic is what i think when the cat starts meowing for the whole neighborhood. it would be tragic if i threw him out of the window. tragic for me, because i would be thrown next. tragic.
september 11th 2001. my love life. suicide. dead children. people that are lonley forever. death. cancer. hurricaine katrina. tsunamis. the war in iraq
She sat there against the wall, eyes wide, staring. She wasn’t sure how it had all happened. The blood, the knife, her dad, her brother.
She could remember the yelling, and the fighting, and the thudding. It echoed in her ears, and she hated it. She should probably call 911, but her legs wouldn’t let her.
There was a women who was waiting for the bus. She waited and waited until it came right next to her. The door opened, but then lightning started bashing through the skies. She was shot dead right on the spot. Rain started pouring down, and cars started sliding towards each other. Lightning struck the ocean killing all the fish in the sea.
the tragedy was me. i was a mess. i couldnt deal with life. i was a silent tragedy though. i was no dramtic hands thrown in the air type of tragedy, i have more class that that. i was a tradegy because life wasnt fair to a 7 year old.
Tragic events are one that are life changing. They are bad, hurtful, or painful happenings in one’s life. They also can bring about positives, even though they are seen as only bad. Tragic events are irreversible.
tragic is the man who weds a woman who does not love him. desperate are the people, love separated, be it for law or for serfdom to a religion bold and slicing as one may suggest. i used to try and convinced myself that there was a method to insanity, but alas, it seems that i a simply and wholly surrounded by lunatics bent on restraining themselves for imaginary places and dreams of the restraints of heaven.
hey this is tragical. life is tragical. but life as so much more upsides than tragic. tragic is a part of life. without it, we wont get challenged to do better as persons. tragic actually lead to big life lessons. and when i say big, i mean big. like it will create a huge impact in your life.
It was so tragic when the bird died. It was like someone had dropped an anvil on her heart and then proceeded to feed it to a lion. Standing before the small hole in the ground where her small friend was to be laid to rest she cried.
the world is tragic. every where you turn there is heart ache andpain, no one’s needs are completely met and if they are they ae lying to themselves, One day, there is be no more tragic, the day wwe will all live in peace and harmony and never have any troubles ever agin. we will see the beauty in all things again, breathe freash air and respect eveyone and everything,love one another and play for the rest of lives instead of toil and cry for another peacful life
what she doesn’t see when she’s thinking about him
when her eyes are closed all she really sees
are movie stars with cleft chins and steely eyes
ready to drive off the cliff
hands entwined
It was tragic, he lie there in the hospital bed, motionless. His body limp and cold. His little sister holding his lifeless hand, tears streaming down her face. “The driver fled the scene?” His mother asked through sobs.
its tragic the amount of human suffering arises from simple words spoken by politicians whose only cares are the furthering of their own self interest, or the self interest of their nation. when will we realize that it doesn’t matter which country is best, because we’re all so reliant on each other that if one falls, we all fall?
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life.. death.. birth.. sometimes..
I don’t know.. it can be a view, perception, attitude…
it’s one side..
it’s sad..
it hurts..
and I know the word…
My friendship with her. I was blinded, gagged and left under the spotlight. Laughter and pointing, all part of the fun of being a dancing bear. Run away, and never look back. Those repeating words flashed
She and I were the best of friends. Even as the Normandy was doomed to fail, I persisted on staying in the cockpit where I thought I could save her. Shepard knew this only too well, for she was the only one that came back for me.
I wish I would have listened to her sooner- but I stalled. Stalled and wasted precious time, and maybe that explosion could have been avoided…
so it is this be truly everything I be. slight tragic THAT oh.my.god panic panic panic.
tragi. life is tragic. love is tragic. everything we see, we touch, we feel see or hear is tragic. Tragedy is what makes beauty beauty it makes life worth living to find those little spots of time that dont suck so much. tragic is humanity, and humanity thrives on tragedy.
sitting here, waiting, wishing, wondering. Falling,floating. Waiting. Where? Here. Why? because.
Tragic?
Tragic is here now tomorrow yesterday. Tragic is us.
tragic
ifs are quite tragic
a thought that could not always be considered
in making all of your decisions
uponn a single slice of if
but there maybe
some other ifs
that could pull along this road of life
some not so tragic
and some that make you ecstatic
Tragic is the stupidity of Romeo and Juliet. Tragic is the nonsense in the soap operas. Tragic is when someone is stupid enough to get them killed.
the day that my brother drowned and couldnt be saved at the Emergencey room. I remember being 12 and sitting in the ER and looking at the heart monitor and the doctors trying to revive him. the tragic part? my mothers sadness.
It was tragic how sad she was. From the outside, her life looked perfect. Great boyfriend, lots of money, good grades, and popularity too. But every night she went home and made those small incisions. And everyday, she covered them up and acted as though nothing happened.
oh my god it’s so tragic that we as humans do not realize who we are and what we are capable of, to stuck in our drama.
The day ended in tragedy. It always did. She only had three minutes of every day to change it and she failed, every time. It should have been simple. Simple. Just change, but that change, what was it? How could she ever do it?
desolate
accident
death
drama
greek
love
destiny
outcome
theater
I really don’t know what people mean when they say your death was a ‘tragedy’. You wanted to go, and nothing could hold you here. I’m relieved. You aren’t crying yourself to sleep anymore; clutching your phone close to you so you can hear my voice.
Its really tragic all the kids in Africa. As we complain about life and working hard and school, they are over there working 3 times as hard, without and education, and have accepted the fact that this is their life. What happens there daily, is tragic, but the fact we are so self absorbed into thinking our lives are the worst, is the most tragic thing of all.
It was the tragic incident that really affected our day, if it hadn’t been for the broken heel on our friends shoe, we surely would of been able to have enjoyed our day. Rather we had to listen to the constant moans and return home before we really had to.
tragic is what i think when the cat starts meowing for the whole neighborhood. it would be tragic if i threw him out of the window. tragic for me, because i would be thrown next. tragic.
september 11th 2001. my love life. suicide. dead children. people that are lonley forever. death. cancer. hurricaine katrina. tsunamis. the war in iraq
is it so tragic to admit that I have no control over any aspect of my life, and I am so grateful that it’s not my fault. life is okay this way.
She sat there against the wall, eyes wide, staring. She wasn’t sure how it had all happened. The blood, the knife, her dad, her brother.
She could remember the yelling, and the fighting, and the thudding. It echoed in her ears, and she hated it. She should probably call 911, but her legs wouldn’t let her.
There was a women who was waiting for the bus. She waited and waited until it came right next to her. The door opened, but then lightning started bashing through the skies. She was shot dead right on the spot. Rain started pouring down, and cars started sliding towards each other. Lightning struck the ocean killing all the fish in the sea.
the tragedy was me. i was a mess. i couldnt deal with life. i was a silent tragedy though. i was no dramtic hands thrown in the air type of tragedy, i have more class that that. i was a tradegy because life wasnt fair to a 7 year old.
yes, it was tragic.
but only for one.
for others, it was happiness.
so then what is it?
Tragic events are one that are life changing. They are bad, hurtful, or painful happenings in one’s life. They also can bring about positives, even though they are seen as only bad. Tragic events are irreversible.
losing someone you love//
It was tragic to see what a trainwreck her life had become in such a short period of time. How did this happen? Let’s look back…
Hurtful heart pain
may never heel
as quickly has we would like
It takes time to heel
For even the biggest tragedy’s
tragic is the man who weds a woman who does not love him. desperate are the people, love separated, be it for law or for serfdom to a religion bold and slicing as one may suggest. i used to try and convinced myself that there was a method to insanity, but alas, it seems that i a simply and wholly surrounded by lunatics bent on restraining themselves for imaginary places and dreams of the restraints of heaven.
it seemed you could not see life in another way. Then you spread your legs and your moanings changed their meaning.
hey this is tragical. life is tragical. but life as so much more upsides than tragic. tragic is a part of life. without it, we wont get challenged to do better as persons. tragic actually lead to big life lessons. and when i say big, i mean big. like it will create a huge impact in your life.
life can be tragic. thinking tragicly is in fact tragic. tragic is a funny word if you say it over and over.
its tragic really
how some people think theyre cool
but really theyre the fool
Tragic is shakespeare
tragic is fear.
not the shakespeare impersinator
It was so tragic when the bird died. It was like someone had dropped an anvil on her heart and then proceeded to feed it to a lion. Standing before the small hole in the ground where her small friend was to be laid to rest she cried.
the world is tragic. every where you turn there is heart ache andpain, no one’s needs are completely met and if they are they ae lying to themselves, One day, there is be no more tragic, the day wwe will all live in peace and harmony and never have any troubles ever agin. we will see the beauty in all things again, breathe freash air and respect eveyone and everything,love one another and play for the rest of lives instead of toil and cry for another peacful life
The Brave Little Toaster is probably one of the saddest movies I’ll ever see.