i didn’t understand
why you did this
why it happened
why i thoughts this
why you said that
i just didnt get it
after sitting
contemplating
i couldn’t wrap my mind
around the events that
just occured
when i realized
it’s you that never understood
It was plain he understood his meaning, but what if he ignored it? Or, since he’d always thought of Henry as an idiot, he might simply fail to follow through. “Maybe,” he said thoughtfully to the frosty window, “I ought to get Margaret in on this.”
It was understood that I’d not be around after the first month. Not that it was in writing, but it was implicit in my words, my behaviors. How could she blame me, then? I asked her, and all she said was death and love and love. I understood none of it. None.
raggle fraggle motherfucker cunt licking little bastard dosent quite understand his parents and why they have to do porno with him and he blogs all WTF eh m8 to his interne
Sometimes, people are misunderstood. It’s ridiculous actually. In class, they’ll say something, the teacher will go off on a rant about how that’s untrue, and ultimately, stirs up a bad relationship between teacher and student that didn’t need to be there. To be understood, however, is one of the best feelings ever. Being related to.
I’ve never fully understood you, dear one. What is it that’s always on your mind? What sparks your interest, inspires you? What enraptures you? Is it me? Could it ever be? Oh, if I could see the world through your eyes. If only I could further understand you. I love you
i didn’t understand.
it didn’t make sense.
it’s was all too confusing.
i got lost in the world.
not i’m trying to find my way.
i always thought that i had to know where i was going.
but now, it’s understood that it doesn’t matter where i’m going… as long as i’m headed somewhere.
embracing the chaos of life each day, i’m on my way.
i wish i understood more of what people say. there is always a language barrier, because even though it’s the best we’ve got, language is a barrier. even within my own native tongue there is a difficulty i cannot escape – others talk and i try to understand, but there are nuances of meaning that even the most eloquent of speakers can neither fully understand nor communicate.
i thought i understood life.
That’s everyone else does.
At least i think they do.
Understanding is a weird thing.
you think you understand something, then it turns on you.
comprhend i know you and i like you and i think tht something you say or do i just get it it makes sense. you aren’t crazy and that it the truth and that is when you know someone cares about you, they udnerstand. they though not everyon agrees, believe you are a sane human being.. :]]
i understood there was a dog speaking to me about the meanign of life and it was very philosophical and it wore glasses and stoood upright and held a book and pointed its finger up
I don’t think you understood me when I calmly explained the first time that there is no way in hell I am going to get into that car with you. And do you think he listened? I’ll let the responding officers tell the rest..
I wasn’t sure if I understood what he said. I didn’t know what he meant or why he said it. I didn’t know what to think or do anymore. I was so unsure just because I wasn’t sure if I understood. Did I understand?
Understanding is a difficult thing, if only because there are so many different types of people in the world and so many different points of view. The phrase “lost in translation” would almost accurately apply even to people who actually do speak the same language.
Our mission in life is to be understood. We all seek some body who will know us, mainly so we can then resent them for being too much in our heads. There’s no mystery if you’re understood and there’s no comfort in being misunderstood.
I understand that the word understood has many common misconceptions. Most of all are regarding its meaning and even more are regarding its land of origin. I can say without a doubt, no one can possibly no for sure.
I understood that the banks of the river had begun to flow even before I could understand the rhythm of the current underneath the surface. My father taught me about the ways of the fisherman long before my mother had passed on. My brother left the city of Medford before I had learned to drive.
I wish you understood
what I meant when I said
“I’m quite fond of you.”
You acted as if you did
The feeling: mutual.
But time and distance elapsed
and you’ve either forgotten, denied it or
Never really knew
There is so much I don’t understand about the world and will never understand. However, what is most important is the little I can understand and hope to. The interent helps allow us to do so and hope fully will continue to allow us with the aid of science. We won’t know everything with science but the journey and the doubt along the way. Has allowed us to colect, research and figure out a fraction. Which is better than our ancestors knew or what we knew yesterday.
I know it’s a cliche, but this is exactly what I’m not right now. I’m still just a little sister to my siblings, and I’m still just a little girl to my parents. I have so much potential to be something amazing, I just can’t use it yet.
“Has he understood?” The suit asked, brushing down his pin-striped tie. There was a general murmur of sorts that provided no clear answer. The suit sighed and scratched his brow–this was difficult.
She hated to admit how little she understood. She knew nothing and it made her feel powerless. The shelter he created around himself made no sense to her and she wanted nothing more than to be let in. She deserved it and he did, too.
Understood is the past tense form of understand which means to “get” something. The first thing I thought was to add the prefix “mis” to this word. Perhaps that’s some sort of insight into my current state of mind. Sort of like a horoscope. But I can’t really draw relation to myself and the word misunderstood, maybe it’s a misunderstanding that I have with the rest of the world.
I was asked a question last night…whether I’d rather be loved or understood. At first I thought that to love someone you have to understand them…but that’s completely not true. Understanding is what I crave in my life…much more than love because it helps me grow and develop into myself.
I never understood why people act so unkindly towards each other.
Perhaps the word understood itself is a challenge, because what does understanding really involve? If I understood something, did I really understand it? Or did I just think I did? Can this be understood?
there are many things i don’t understand…..pedophiles, vaniel, why dogs hump…..i hope to achieve great knowledge by stumbling upon pictures that will help me…..
It wasn’t that she wasn’t listening. He was being perfectly clear, both verbally and with his exasperated body language. They were over. This relationship was over. Five years of struggle. But still, she couldn’t bring herself to understand.
(Also, registration here doesn’t work for me! Can’t wait until it gets fixed, though. VERY exciting! :D)
i didn’t understand
why you did this
why it happened
why i thoughts this
why you said that
i just didnt get it
after sitting
contemplating
i couldn’t wrap my mind
around the events that
just occured
when i realized
it’s you that never understood
They don’t quite understand me, do they? They sit up there, on their shiny pedistals, and think, “Oh, yes, poor dear, have this, have that.”
No. I don’t take. From anyone. Taking breeds the complusion to give, and hell, I don’t have anthing I can give.
What’s it like to be understood? I imagine it is as refreshing as an autumn day, when the leaves rustle and the breezes stir.
It was plain he understood his meaning, but what if he ignored it? Or, since he’d always thought of Henry as an idiot, he might simply fail to follow through. “Maybe,” he said thoughtfully to the frosty window, “I ought to get Margaret in on this.”
It was understood that I’d not be around after the first month. Not that it was in writing, but it was implicit in my words, my behaviors. How could she blame me, then? I asked her, and all she said was death and love and love. I understood none of it. None.
they did, I swear they did, but the thing is that they never every really do, we live inside worlds unreachable
raggle fraggle motherfucker cunt licking little bastard dosent quite understand his parents and why they have to do porno with him and he blogs all WTF eh m8 to his interne
I don’t think I fully understood when she told me he wasn’t coming home. I can say now, I most certainly know now. And it kills me to say so.
Sometimes, people are misunderstood. It’s ridiculous actually. In class, they’ll say something, the teacher will go off on a rant about how that’s untrue, and ultimately, stirs up a bad relationship between teacher and student that didn’t need to be there. To be understood, however, is one of the best feelings ever. Being related to.
She looked at the picture of him.
Three thousand miles away,
he looked at the picture of her.
They both knew it was 8 o’clock.
They understood
Love.
I’ve never fully understood you, dear one. What is it that’s always on your mind? What sparks your interest, inspires you? What enraptures you? Is it me? Could it ever be? Oh, if I could see the world through your eyes. If only I could further understand you. I love you
i didn’t understand.
it didn’t make sense.
it’s was all too confusing.
i got lost in the world.
not i’m trying to find my way.
i always thought that i had to know where i was going.
but now, it’s understood that it doesn’t matter where i’m going… as long as i’m headed somewhere.
embracing the chaos of life each day, i’m on my way.
to feel what someone else feels. to know another one. to be accepted.
i wish i understood more of what people say. there is always a language barrier, because even though it’s the best we’ve got, language is a barrier. even within my own native tongue there is a difficulty i cannot escape – others talk and i try to understand, but there are nuances of meaning that even the most eloquent of speakers can neither fully understand nor communicate.
i thought i understood life.
That’s everyone else does.
At least i think they do.
Understanding is a weird thing.
you think you understand something, then it turns on you.
comprhend i know you and i like you and i think tht something you say or do i just get it it makes sense. you aren’t crazy and that it the truth and that is when you know someone cares about you, they udnerstand. they though not everyon agrees, believe you are a sane human being.. :]]
i understood there was a dog speaking to me about the meanign of life and it was very philosophical and it wore glasses and stoood upright and held a book and pointed its finger up
i understood where he was coming from when he said the words “rough childhood”.
I don’t think you understood me when I calmly explained the first time that there is no way in hell I am going to get into that car with you. And do you think he listened? I’ll let the responding officers tell the rest..
I wasn’t sure if I understood what he said. I didn’t know what he meant or why he said it. I didn’t know what to think or do anymore. I was so unsure just because I wasn’t sure if I understood. Did I understand?
Understanding is a difficult thing, if only because there are so many different types of people in the world and so many different points of view. The phrase “lost in translation” would almost accurately apply even to people who actually do speak the same language.
Our mission in life is to be understood. We all seek some body who will know us, mainly so we can then resent them for being too much in our heads. There’s no mystery if you’re understood and there’s no comfort in being misunderstood.
I understand that the word understood has many common misconceptions. Most of all are regarding its meaning and even more are regarding its land of origin. I can say without a doubt, no one can possibly no for sure.
i really could never understand why we all recall our past, even those memories that hurt us. any ideas?
A person’s greatest desire is to be understood. By others and by himself.
As the rain washed over my face, I finally understood.
The clouds closed.
I understood that the banks of the river had begun to flow even before I could understand the rhythm of the current underneath the surface. My father taught me about the ways of the fisherman long before my mother had passed on. My brother left the city of Medford before I had learned to drive.
Do you understand?
Yes sir, I do.
Good.
When is this happening?
Now, goodbye.
*blam*
I wish you understood
what I meant when I said
“I’m quite fond of you.”
You acted as if you did
The feeling: mutual.
But time and distance elapsed
and you’ve either forgotten, denied it or
Never really knew
There is so much I don’t understand about the world and will never understand. However, what is most important is the little I can understand and hope to. The interent helps allow us to do so and hope fully will continue to allow us with the aid of science. We won’t know everything with science but the journey and the doubt along the way. Has allowed us to colect, research and figure out a fraction. Which is better than our ancestors knew or what we knew yesterday.
It was understood that he took the laundry and I bought the gin.
I know it’s a cliche, but this is exactly what I’m not right now. I’m still just a little sister to my siblings, and I’m still just a little girl to my parents. I have so much potential to be something amazing, I just can’t use it yet.
“Has he understood?” The suit asked, brushing down his pin-striped tie. There was a general murmur of sorts that provided no clear answer. The suit sighed and scratched his brow–this was difficult.
She hated to admit how little she understood. She knew nothing and it made her feel powerless. The shelter he created around himself made no sense to her and she wanted nothing more than to be let in. She deserved it and he did, too.
Understood is the past tense form of understand which means to “get” something. The first thing I thought was to add the prefix “mis” to this word. Perhaps that’s some sort of insight into my current state of mind. Sort of like a horoscope. But I can’t really draw relation to myself and the word misunderstood, maybe it’s a misunderstanding that I have with the rest of the world.
I don’t think that people understand that I don’t mean to be rude. Sometimes when I don’t know what to say, I come off sounding rude. I think I
I was asked a question last night…whether I’d rather be loved or understood. At first I thought that to love someone you have to understand them…but that’s completely not true. Understanding is what I crave in my life…much more than love because it helps me grow and develop into myself.
I never understood why people act so unkindly towards each other.
Perhaps the word understood itself is a challenge, because what does understanding really involve? If I understood something, did I really understand it? Or did I just think I did? Can this be understood?
there are many things i don’t understand…..pedophiles, vaniel, why dogs hump…..i hope to achieve great knowledge by stumbling upon pictures that will help me…..
It wasn’t that she wasn’t listening. He was being perfectly clear, both verbally and with his exasperated body language. They were over. This relationship was over. Five years of struggle. But still, she couldn’t bring herself to understand.
(Also, registration here doesn’t work for me! Can’t wait until it gets fixed, though. VERY exciting! :D)