I was trusted to be the protector of my whole tribe at a very early age. They chose me because the wind spirit blessed my with an inordinate amount of courage and instinct. For whatever reason I had no fear of death.
friends are trusted. they should be because otherwise they wouldn’t be your friends – it would be sad to think that a friend could break another friend’s trust – it’s like peter pettigrew and james potter – peter is just snivelling rat, literally, and completely betrayed james’ trust; there’s no way that you could say that peter was a very good friend to be trusted.
Trusted, trusting, trust. How difficult these days to truly let go and trust. How hurtful it is when the so preciously given trust is abused. But you know it is worth it, because to never trust it’s almost like to never have loved…
theres really nothing else to try to accomplish than being trusted and being able to trust someone. It’d fundamental in our society and without trust, it will never be stable.
You can only really begin to trust others after you’ve begun to trust yourself. Her watery eyes hold only the smallest bit of doubt, but I can still see. I hold hold out my hand. She doesn’t take it.
Without trust, you’ll remain in a fixed place. Sure, you’ll loose it along your way, and sometimes it will seep into you, filling your soul up to it’s brim, but you need it. Even if your heart breaks, it will shatter beautifully.
“I trusted you”, she said. I could sense the disappointment in her voice, see the tears welling in her eyes. I almost wished it was anger, that burden might have been easier to bear. We had both learnt a lot that day.
Trusted. That’s what Kailey was to her tutor. Mr. McElhiney trusted Kailey to do her work and think about the questions without blindly answering them. He trusted her to do a thourough job on her work. He trusted her to choose good, challenging subjects for her papers.
He also trusted her not to tell anyone what he did to her when her parents weren’t home.
Trusted with a devil, and I’m only a freshman. How did they figure I’d be the best for this job? I have more homework than anyone else I know and the school board decides that I’m the perfect candidate to drag around a devil on my arm.
i feel like a very trusting person. i often trust people with a lot of things even if i barely know them. i wonder if this is good or bad. i wonder what they think when i confess stuff to them. I know they can trust me and i hope i can trust them.
People shouldn’t trust. Trust only leads to a path of regret, disappointment, and heartbreak. Hearts only know trust, and so they never learn otherwise. Like crystal, they will shatter, and they will shatter beautifully.
so trust is the thing every relationship is built up from. yes you have the first impression, but trust is the solid concrete that the house of relationships is built upon. then you put the family, good times, into the home of the relationship. then it is made into memories from that trust that starts that entire relationship.
I trusted you not to tell my secret. I trusted you to keep it with you until the day you died. You couldn’t even do that. So how could I trust you with my heart? You would probably just break it. You would just get your dirty hands on it and probably drop it.
i can be trusted. my love and loyalty…they are my virtues. they are my demise. my mind can’t be trusted. it’s overactive. you can’t be trusted, your trusting in me. i will hold you up. i will bear this weight. i can be trusted. trusted to be around, to hear you out, to build you up, to love you always.
i trusted brian to keep my heart in a safe place and he broke that trust. he broke it like i would like to break his face right now. he was the one man i put my everything into, i saw the future and i saw him in it. we would have made history for the greatest couple of all time.
I felt around the edges. The key could not be trusted but neither can people…and we surround ourselves around with them everyday. I knew nothing about what lay beyond this door, but I took the key, hoping that maybe I could trust what lied behind it. Nobody really knows for sure what it is. It’s life.
Trusted is rusted under neath the teal paint of an old truck full of apples. The smell of jelly and toast, smile about the simple things you can trust in life. Knowing and observing all things around you. Imagine you are walking through space because you are. When your teeth fall out your hair falls out your eyes fall out, the mind has no fall out. What is the period of decay, what is the minds half life? Does it have one?
I trusted you. I gave you my all. I told you not to tell anyone but you shouted it from the roof tops. How many times do I have to tell you you can’t tell anyone? Do you know what people are going to do? I’ll have to move. I can’t show my face again. No one will be able to handle this. So thank you, for letting me trust you. df
I trusted my father. and then he spit in my face and my mothers face. he threatened to leave us for another woman and i never want to see him again. i hate him. the father i have always loved, i hate. i hate. i can’t believe he betrayed our beautiful family. i never want to see him again and i hope he is out of my life forever. I may never trust another man again.
i have trusted a lot of people in my life especially my ex boyfriend i have trusted him with absoliutely everything and he just threw away my trust now it is really hard for me to trust people and to tell them my deepest sercrets i thought i trusted my best friend but i realized that she is n
i trusted a mouse with me cheese and he took it. i forget that mice looove cheese so i was eft broken hearted when the mouse named henry took my cheese them dang mice. cant trust them
I only trusted you because you told me you wouldn’t take my cookies. I came home seeing a bunch of vermin eating my damn cookies, they were shitting and pissing everywhere. Now I know you’re not to be trusted.
I can’t be trusted. There isn’t any point in going into it, and there aren’t any words that you can say to make me believe otherwise. Once you turn your back, I’ll kill you. I can’t stop myself; there’s just a monster inside of me waiting for a victim.
I think I stopped trusting people around the time my mother bit me and my boyfriend tried to suffocate. It could have been when my sister told me I’m a bad person. Or when I found out I have a biological father. Which coincidentally all happened around the same time.
to gain respect and so people can rely on you wholeheartedly. trust is earned and not an automatic thing, it is the special bond between friends and family.
I trusted them all to keep it a secret and this is bs I have writers block. Meh. Trust. Trust is….important? Hem. I havn’t written in a while so I figured I would try….FAIL.
i trusted him but i can’t anymore. i trusted that he would keep my heart, do no wrong, love me, and that id have no regrets giving it to him. i trusted him, but know longer. There is no more love; there is no more trust.
i had never felt this way before in my life. my the blood in my veins boiled, white hot temperatures all over my body. i had trusted her. with everything. i let her know more than anyone before. and she spat on it. i felt like i would explode on the spot.
I trusted him and he betrayed my trust. I believed in him, then things did not make sense. Who puts money in a suitcase to fly out of the country? Who leaves their bags in a taxi to get a room? Then came the big, will you send me a laptop? No way. Our relationship was over.
trusted is what i used to think of you but now its over.
I was trusted to be the protector of my whole tribe at a very early age. They chose me because the wind spirit blessed my with an inordinate amount of courage and instinct. For whatever reason I had no fear of death.
friends are trusted. they should be because otherwise they wouldn’t be your friends – it would be sad to think that a friend could break another friend’s trust – it’s like peter pettigrew and james potter – peter is just snivelling rat, literally, and completely betrayed james’ trust; there’s no way that you could say that peter was a very good friend to be trusted.
Trusted, trusting, trust. How difficult these days to truly let go and trust. How hurtful it is when the so preciously given trust is abused. But you know it is worth it, because to never trust it’s almost like to never have loved…
theres really nothing else to try to accomplish than being trusted and being able to trust someone. It’d fundamental in our society and without trust, it will never be stable.
You can only really begin to trust others after you’ve begun to trust yourself. Her watery eyes hold only the smallest bit of doubt, but I can still see. I hold hold out my hand. She doesn’t take it.
Trust is rarely given now, but often taken for granted. I can honestly say that I only trust one person in my life. I hope you treasure it.
Without trust, you’ll remain in a fixed place. Sure, you’ll loose it along your way, and sometimes it will seep into you, filling your soul up to it’s brim, but you need it. Even if your heart breaks, it will shatter beautifully.
“I trusted you”, she said. I could sense the disappointment in her voice, see the tears welling in her eyes. I almost wished it was anger, that burden might have been easier to bear. We had both learnt a lot that day.
Trusted. That’s what Kailey was to her tutor. Mr. McElhiney trusted Kailey to do her work and think about the questions without blindly answering them. He trusted her to do a thourough job on her work. He trusted her to choose good, challenging subjects for her papers.
He also trusted her not to tell anyone what he did to her when her parents weren’t home.
Trusted with a devil, and I’m only a freshman. How did they figure I’d be the best for this job? I have more homework than anyone else I know and the school board decides that I’m the perfect candidate to drag around a devil on my arm.
Trust is infinite within humans. It can be forgotten so quickly. How to trust. Who to trust. Why to trust.
Mistaken by you. Who gives you the right to forget about me? Who gave you that?
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i feel like a very trusting person. i often trust people with a lot of things even if i barely know them. i wonder if this is good or bad. i wonder what they think when i confess stuff to them. I know they can trust me and i hope i can trust them.
i trusted things i don’t trust now, like executives. There so evil people.
People shouldn’t trust. Trust only leads to a path of regret, disappointment, and heartbreak. Hearts only know trust, and so they never learn otherwise. Like crystal, they will shatter, and they will shatter beautifully.
so trust is the thing every relationship is built up from. yes you have the first impression, but trust is the solid concrete that the house of relationships is built upon. then you put the family, good times, into the home of the relationship. then it is made into memories from that trust that starts that entire relationship.
I trusted you not to tell my secret. I trusted you to keep it with you until the day you died. You couldn’t even do that. So how could I trust you with my heart? You would probably just break it. You would just get your dirty hands on it and probably drop it.
i can be trusted. my love and loyalty…they are my virtues. they are my demise. my mind can’t be trusted. it’s overactive. you can’t be trusted, your trusting in me. i will hold you up. i will bear this weight. i can be trusted. trusted to be around, to hear you out, to build you up, to love you always.
i trusted brian to keep my heart in a safe place and he broke that trust. he broke it like i would like to break his face right now. he was the one man i put my everything into, i saw the future and i saw him in it. we would have made history for the greatest couple of all time.
I felt around the edges. The key could not be trusted but neither can people…and we surround ourselves around with them everyday. I knew nothing about what lay beyond this door, but I took the key, hoping that maybe I could trust what lied behind it. Nobody really knows for sure what it is. It’s life.
Trusted is rusted under neath the teal paint of an old truck full of apples. The smell of jelly and toast, smile about the simple things you can trust in life. Knowing and observing all things around you. Imagine you are walking through space because you are. When your teeth fall out your hair falls out your eyes fall out, the mind has no fall out. What is the period of decay, what is the minds half life? Does it have one?
A best friend who you can believe to be tried and true … without walls and without agendas.
I trusted you. I gave you my all. I told you not to tell anyone but you shouted it from the roof tops. How many times do I have to tell you you can’t tell anyone? Do you know what people are going to do? I’ll have to move. I can’t show my face again. No one will be able to handle this. So thank you, for letting me trust you. df
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I trusted my father. and then he spit in my face and my mothers face. he threatened to leave us for another woman and i never want to see him again. i hate him. the father i have always loved, i hate. i hate. i can’t believe he betrayed our beautiful family. i never want to see him again and i hope he is out of my life forever. I may never trust another man again.
i have trusted a lot of people in my life especially my ex boyfriend i have trusted him with absoliutely everything and he just threw away my trust now it is really hard for me to trust people and to tell them my deepest sercrets i thought i trusted my best friend but i realized that she is n
i trusted a mouse with me cheese and he took it. i forget that mice looove cheese so i was eft broken hearted when the mouse named henry took my cheese them dang mice. cant trust them
I only trusted you because you told me you wouldn’t take my cookies. I came home seeing a bunch of vermin eating my damn cookies, they were shitting and pissing everywhere. Now I know you’re not to be trusted.
I can’t be trusted. There isn’t any point in going into it, and there aren’t any words that you can say to make me believe otherwise. Once you turn your back, I’ll kill you. I can’t stop myself; there’s just a monster inside of me waiting for a victim.
I think I stopped trusting people around the time my mother bit me and my boyfriend tried to suffocate. It could have been when my sister told me I’m a bad person. Or when I found out I have a biological father. Which coincidentally all happened around the same time.
to gain respect and so people can rely on you wholeheartedly. trust is earned and not an automatic thing, it is the special bond between friends and family.
I trusted them all to keep it a secret and this is bs I have writers block. Meh. Trust. Trust is….important? Hem. I havn’t written in a while so I figured I would try….FAIL.
I trusted you. you trusted me. when I shot you you looked surprised. why? don’t you trust me?
I shot me.
Trust is quite possibly my favorite quality. I’ve noticed this as I look back at my life and realize that I…wait.
Oh wait, it’s not trust. It’s loyalty. And yet, I despise pledging my allegiance to anyone or anything.
i trusted him but i can’t anymore. i trusted that he would keep my heart, do no wrong, love me, and that id have no regrets giving it to him. i trusted him, but know longer. There is no more love; there is no more trust.
i had never felt this way before in my life. my the blood in my veins boiled, white hot temperatures all over my body. i had trusted her. with everything. i let her know more than anyone before. and she spat on it. i felt like i would explode on the spot.
It is with out fear or forethought that I walk forward. The trusted me is all I possess.
I trusted him and he betrayed my trust. I believed in him, then things did not make sense. Who puts money in a suitcase to fly out of the country? Who leaves their bags in a taxi to get a room? Then came the big, will you send me a laptop? No way. Our relationship was over.
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