after. before there was anything or anyone, there was a great being. this being was neither human nor creature, it was everything and yet, it was nothing. it was represented by a great orb and spoke it’s mind both audibly and telepathically.
Once before I had gone down that road. I didn’t want to go there again, but I saw no other option. I started down the long winding trail. It was becoming overgrown. Covered in moss and fallen debris from the trees above, but it was just as beautiful as I had remembered, and I couldn’t remember why it had been so long since I had done this.
Before, everything was clear. Before, the path was laid out before me as brightly as a river in the moonlight. Before, there was no point of comparison, no reason to question my choices. Before, I was unaware. Before. But now is after. After.
before when?
before life, or death, or birth?
or before you and me?
every second is before. it’s even more infinite than the future
because one day, even the future will stop.
Before Facebook. Before Cell phones. Before Dubstep. Before girls. Before Beer. Before love. Before bud. Before college. Before netflix. Before Texas. What the hell did I do – before? Before now matters not until after then.
Before the lobster clamped down on Uncle Henry’s front teeth, Josh burned both hands on the pot roast. Before Josh burned both hands on the pot roast, Mom was yelled about how much she didn’t love him anymore. Before Mom yelled at Dad about how much she didn’t love him anymore, I banged my sister’s best friend upstairs in my childhood bedroom. And before that, cookies.
What are we before? before we are born, before we become something bigger than we ever imagined. What are we when we are nothing? What happened before?
There was a time when problems were a mere crack in the sidewalk. Now they are a canyon, and I am on the edge. Once, I was carefree and full of life, but I have grown cynical and cold. Once I had hope, but that was before…
It wasn’t as if there was much before he came around. In fact, there was much less after he left. People measure time by the events that pass. I prefer to measure time by what comes after. Before. That never concerned me much. It’s after that I find fascinating.
Everything before, it basically determened everything now…
My past is my past but it will always be the thing that makes me look forward to the future.
I have looked back seeing all I hae gone through knowing that I’ve got even more to do.
everything was simple and easy to grasp. we do not need to browse the net if we needed something to be done right away. we were made to use our mind independently without having t
Before, before what? before we were? Before who? Why ask before? It shouldn’t matter what happened BEFORE. more importantly, for every before, there is an after.
before i used to think that every little thing was ordained to be as it is…but now i know that most things are.As humans we can change our behaviour but our paths towards death is inevitable.
The girl was running. Running away from HIM. From everything. She wanted to die, to just fall into the floor. She wanted to go back to before. Before she met HIM. Before she was jumped. Before she lost her baby girl to a gang of drunk pedophiles.
Before all of this, I felt like a king and you felt like a queen and my life was right. Right before the day I woke up in a nightmare. Now everything feels like an earthquake, with shelters falling apart and people screaming. Perhaps one day the before will become the after and everything will feel okay again. Let us hope so.
i wasn’t like this before but it was the treatment I recieved at the hands of my oppressor that made me this way. I could never truly shake off the influence it had on me. I will never be the same
Jon was not one to dwell on the past, but when he thought, /really/ thought, life before Jay sucked. He’d lived alone, stayed alone, done just about everything alone, but now, there was someone he could share things with. A kindred spirit to smile and go along with whatever he was babbling about, and who actually /understood/ what he was babbling about. Jeeze, was he in love with her or what?
Illusions were a lot easier before. Like, they were obviously always pretty easy for me. Comes with the territory, y’know. I’ve been making things look and sound and feel like they shouldn’t since I can remember – since I was just a whisp of a thought, changing the clouds like it was nothing. Used to be I didn’t even have to think.
But then you died, and I couldn’t even want to mask the world anymore. Illusions have never been less a part of me than they were for those two years.
Before he left me, I was happy. We were happy- nothing could tear us apart. Before, we were in love. Before, there was only a bright future to look out for. Before the war, he told me he loved me. He told me he’d come back. He lied.
Things had been different before Astor came. Life had been boring and a drudge, and there was no real life to be had. But then, suddenly, there was this energy where there had been none, and Tobias found himself really enjoying things for the first time. When you were immortal, you learned to cherish firsts. There are only so many to be had.
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Before we reach the age of walking or talking, we learn to love. Our parents and family love us and care for us at a young age which then rubs off on the young impressionable mind of a child. However some don’t show love as well as others, therefore changing a child’s opinion on it. Love is an interesting topic to talk about because it means different things to different people. But no matter what your take on it is, we all learn of love from our parents when we are young, needing to be cared for and impressionable.
Before it was hard. Before I was hurt before I could sleep, I want to go back to that back when I was little before. When I was innocent. Before everything new slate.
You have seriously got to be kidding me…………………………….,……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….,………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..,…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Before the rains came the drought. The hot, windy, dry stretching back as far as anyone could remember. Before the cows had to be sold they stood aching in the paddocks, their skin pulled tight over their ribs, leaning tiredly to eat the grey grass.
I got this word last time for fuck sakes. there can only be soo much i can think about. and now all i can think about is that dinosaur movie where theyre searching for their parents and the one idiot dinosaur cant talk, and the pterodactyl seems like shed grow up to be a lesbian. id still watch it though. but i would need snacks.
before is a word that was in a movie about dinosaurs. they were trying to find leaves. im assuming they never thought of eating bark. like deers. before talks about prior events,but it can still be referring to the future. but before the future happens, this is putting the future in past tense for appropriating a reaction, or something.
there was a lot that happened before. not much good, not much bad. just a lot. yes there was pain and sadness and happiness and joy. before cell phones, before computers, but after life. one day we’ll be able to get back to before, but for now, we keep moving eternally in to the after.
Before I left town, I was just a little runt. Now, in the big city, I’m bigger than life. Nobody expected this of me. I didn’t expect this of myself. Now, I’m bigger than life itself. This is the life. Nobody got the chance to see what I could do in town. Before.
Before I turned 20 everything was different. I wasn’t as happy as I am now. I feel like now that I am 20 years old I must get my life together. I feel like I am getting old. I like being an official adult though.
Past, things that have already happened, gone, done. It’s over, because it has happened before. Things can repeat, though. Something that has happened before can happen again, though it will never be the same.
Before I met you I was just a scared little girl and you was suppose to watch over me
after. before there was anything or anyone, there was a great being. this being was neither human nor creature, it was everything and yet, it was nothing. it was represented by a great orb and spoke it’s mind both audibly and telepathically.
time, beginning of everything. the opposite of after. pertains to a certain era or history
Once before I had gone down that road. I didn’t want to go there again, but I saw no other option. I started down the long winding trail. It was becoming overgrown. Covered in moss and fallen debris from the trees above, but it was just as beautiful as I had remembered, and I couldn’t remember why it had been so long since I had done this.
Before, everything was clear. Before, the path was laid out before me as brightly as a river in the moonlight. Before, there was no point of comparison, no reason to question my choices. Before, I was unaware. Before. But now is after. After.
before when?
before life, or death, or birth?
or before you and me?
every second is before. it’s even more infinite than the future
because one day, even the future will stop.
Before Facebook. Before Cell phones. Before Dubstep. Before girls. Before Beer. Before love. Before bud. Before college. Before netflix. Before Texas. What the hell did I do – before? Before now matters not until after then.
Before the lobster clamped down on Uncle Henry’s front teeth, Josh burned both hands on the pot roast. Before Josh burned both hands on the pot roast, Mom was yelled about how much she didn’t love him anymore. Before Mom yelled at Dad about how much she didn’t love him anymore, I banged my sister’s best friend upstairs in my childhood bedroom. And before that, cookies.
Before I tell my tale, you have to get to know me. And when you do, Wow! Will you be surprised.
What are we before? before we are born, before we become something bigger than we ever imagined. What are we when we are nothing? What happened before?
There was a time when problems were a mere crack in the sidewalk. Now they are a canyon, and I am on the edge. Once, I was carefree and full of life, but I have grown cynical and cold. Once I had hope, but that was before…
It wasn’t as if there was much before he came around. In fact, there was much less after he left. People measure time by the events that pass. I prefer to measure time by what comes after. Before. That never concerned me much. It’s after that I find fascinating.
Everything before, it basically determened everything now…
My past is my past but it will always be the thing that makes me look forward to the future.
I have looked back seeing all I hae gone through knowing that I’ve got even more to do.
everything was simple and easy to grasp. we do not need to browse the net if we needed something to be done right away. we were made to use our mind independently without having t
Before you go, will you turn out all the lights and lock the top lock? Thanks.
Before, before what? before we were? Before who? Why ask before? It shouldn’t matter what happened BEFORE. more importantly, for every before, there is an after.
before i used to think that every little thing was ordained to be as it is…but now i know that most things are.As humans we can change our behaviour but our paths towards death is inevitable.
The girl was running. Running away from HIM. From everything. She wanted to die, to just fall into the floor. She wanted to go back to before. Before she met HIM. Before she was jumped. Before she lost her baby girl to a gang of drunk pedophiles.
She wanted to go back to before.
before i met you i was about to lose hope, i had settled on being alone, and was ok with it, now i cant live without you.
Before all of this, I felt like a king and you felt like a queen and my life was right. Right before the day I woke up in a nightmare. Now everything feels like an earthquake, with shelters falling apart and people screaming. Perhaps one day the before will become the after and everything will feel okay again. Let us hope so.
before not after, before everything is always better before and always a mess after
I remember the time before the war, there was some peace, some of us got along, some people could unite, but that was before. Before war.
i wasn’t like this before but it was the treatment I recieved at the hands of my oppressor that made me this way. I could never truly shake off the influence it had on me. I will never be the same
omg I CAN DO MORE THAN ONE PER DAY??? YESSS
Jon was not one to dwell on the past, but when he thought, /really/ thought, life before Jay sucked. He’d lived alone, stayed alone, done just about everything alone, but now, there was someone he could share things with. A kindred spirit to smile and go along with whatever he was babbling about, and who actually /understood/ what he was babbling about. Jeeze, was he in love with her or what?
Illusions were a lot easier before. Like, they were obviously always pretty easy for me. Comes with the territory, y’know. I’ve been making things look and sound and feel like they shouldn’t since I can remember – since I was just a whisp of a thought, changing the clouds like it was nothing. Used to be I didn’t even have to think.
But then you died, and I couldn’t even want to mask the world anymore. Illusions have never been less a part of me than they were for those two years.
Before he left me, I was happy. We were happy- nothing could tear us apart. Before, we were in love. Before, there was only a bright future to look out for. Before the war, he told me he loved me. He told me he’d come back. He lied.
Things had been different before Astor came. Life had been boring and a drudge, and there was no real life to be had. But then, suddenly, there was this energy where there had been none, and Tobias found himself really enjoying things for the first time. When you were immortal, you learned to cherish firsts. There are only so many to be had.
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Before I knew, I was ignorant. Now that I know, I am less ignorant. Before and now, two major states.
Before we reach the age of walking or talking, we learn to love. Our parents and family love us and care for us at a young age which then rubs off on the young impressionable mind of a child. However some don’t show love as well as others, therefore changing a child’s opinion on it. Love is an interesting topic to talk about because it means different things to different people. But no matter what your take on it is, we all learn of love from our parents when we are young, needing to be cared for and impressionable.
Before it was hard. Before I was hurt before I could sleep, I want to go back to that back when I was little before. When I was innocent. Before everything new slate.
You have seriously got to be kidding me…………………………….,……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….,………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..,…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Before the rains came the drought. The hot, windy, dry stretching back as far as anyone could remember. Before the cows had to be sold they stood aching in the paddocks, their skin pulled tight over their ribs, leaning tiredly to eat the grey grass.
I got this word last time for fuck sakes. there can only be soo much i can think about. and now all i can think about is that dinosaur movie where theyre searching for their parents and the one idiot dinosaur cant talk, and the pterodactyl seems like shed grow up to be a lesbian. id still watch it though. but i would need snacks.
before is a word that was in a movie about dinosaurs. they were trying to find leaves. im assuming they never thought of eating bark. like deers. before talks about prior events,but it can still be referring to the future. but before the future happens, this is putting the future in past tense for appropriating a reaction, or something.
there was a lot that happened before. not much good, not much bad. just a lot. yes there was pain and sadness and happiness and joy. before cell phones, before computers, but after life. one day we’ll be able to get back to before, but for now, we keep moving eternally in to the after.
Before I left town, I was just a little runt. Now, in the big city, I’m bigger than life. Nobody expected this of me. I didn’t expect this of myself. Now, I’m bigger than life itself. This is the life. Nobody got the chance to see what I could do in town. Before.
life was easier life was simpler no complications no worries
the good old days
Before I turned 20 everything was different. I wasn’t as happy as I am now. I feel like now that I am 20 years old I must get my life together. I feel like I am getting old. I like being an official adult though.
Past, things that have already happened, gone, done. It’s over, because it has happened before. Things can repeat, though. Something that has happened before can happen again, though it will never be the same.