It was easy. She had to make a choice. Either she would stay with him in Vegas for longer, or she would go home. Wasn’t quite sure which way she would fall on the decision.
“Choose” he said. He stared at her, forcing her to make the decision, and now. She wouldn’t know the potential consequences.
To accept or know and to pick something. It starts with the letter “s”. And if I got to choose where I sat it would not be here! I wish that a girl were at my table right now. Here is a sentence about the word choose. She chose in her mind that she did not want too, but her mother had already chosen for her. Her life was officially over. Good bye now my time is up so Good-bye and all of that other good stuff.
i choose to be happy. its about a character and will of making the best out of what we have. we’re constanly wishing about having more of what we already own without realizing every single thing we possess that’s not material and it’s more valuable than anything.
i choose to believe in myself. To be what I want, what makes me happy.
I choose you and nobody else. Only you.
I wish you would choose me, because Im all you need.
I want nothing but happiness.
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Really they want us to type about choose. I just know thought that by saying that sentence i was talking about typing about choose.(CONFUSED YET??)) They always want us to type about else weird words like Sweep or that other one. (WHAT WAS IT??)
Choose your own life. Choose your own path. Don’t let anyone else decide for you. Choose your own destiny. The one thing that’s yours is your life. Don’t let anyone else make choices for you. Choose for yourself. Choose to be an engineer, choose to be an artist, choose to be a zookeeper, choose whatever you want to be. Just choose what makes you you. Don’t let other people influence what you choose.
I cannot choose between the two and yet I am lucky that there are only two. Really, there are an infinity of choices and I cannot choose whether I am good at making choices. Did I choose myself? Would you choose me if I did not choose myself? Out of all the people in the world.
It’s really hard to just choose something. Why cant I make a solid choice? Blah. So many paths and I can’t make myself move from the crossroads I’m standing at. So many options. Each one is a different path. Some look more like dead ends. But it doesn’t really matter. Even a single step would be better than this frozen non-action that i’ve been doing.
According to pretty much everyone, it seems that I have a choice. I can wallow in the past, ask the same frustrated questions time after time, relive every single memory I have with him, replay our last conversations. Or I can accept it, put it to one side and move on. I know what I want to do, but it isn’t a matter of choice. I have no control over my mind at the moment.
I choose to remember this was also yesterdays word, this disappoints.
What a beautiful day it is outside can’t wait until I no longer have to say the word winter yeah yeah winter I love you and hate you too…..winter
Choice. There are many choices one makes in life. These choices are what comes to define a man, for it is not what we say that defines us, but what we do. Our actions, which define us, are governed by the choices we make.
It’s hard for Dean to choose; save Cas or grab his gun and shoot the thing. No matter how many times Dean has seen it before, watching Cas get hurt is something he tries to avoid. It didn’t matter, that Cas couldn’t feel it, or that his angel mojo would fix him up nice and pretty.
Didn’t matter, because /Cas/ mattered.
The damn demon though, wouldn’t be held off for long, and Cas could sustain a small wound if need be. Damnit, Dean hated to choose, but he needed the rock salt, and he trusted Cas enough to be able to protect himself.
Weather or not you choose I will still be here he said to Whitney. It’s not because i dont have any other place to go , it’s only because i am hopelessly in love with you.
I chose not to choose. I chose to let myself get pushed along and pushed around by the people around me. What they did, what they thought I should do. I always thought I could build a boat. I always thought I could gather the wood and tools and know how to build a boat. I wanted to do it. – From the Play “But We Don’t”
Decisions are difficult things. Sometimes they won’t impact your life very much but sometimes they can impact your life a lot. They can change you for better or for worse and be as simple as choosing what top to wear or as complex as choosing what career you want to peruse for the rest of your life. You can make the right choice, or the wrong choice. Whichever you choose reflects you as a person. The right choice is usually a good thing and the wrong choice is usually a bad thing. But sometimes what you choose will affect you for the rest of your life.
I dont want to choose. I cant choose. Do i want to be with him? Can I be in a relationship? Or do i just want to keep having fun, with nothing tying me down or holding me back. Whenever im with him I know I want him, its when Im not that I begin to wonder…
I chooose to do what is right. I choose to believe in the power or people. I choose to love over hate. I choose to believe in second chances. I choose to love. I choose to choose.
Choose is a word I use when I am getting ready in the morning. I have to choose what shirt and pants I will wear. Then I have to choose what shoes to wear. Also, I have to choose what to make for my lunch each day.
I choose, now, to only do what makes me happy. Throughout my years, all I ever did was to make my father or mother or siblings or friends happy. And I tried so hard to fit in that I drove myself insane with the person I became.
So this year, I choose to be myself in ways I never thought possible. Backpacking through Australia, going to school for writing, get my nose pierced! Anything and everything. I’m doing it. And I won’t let anyone stop me.
cu cît există mai multe posibilităţi de alegere cu atît este mai grea decizia de a alege. Este oare capacitatea de a alege o manifestare a libertăţii sau e doar încă o formă de manifstare a legilor naturii?
life is nothing more than a series of choices
a cacophony of harmonious noises
so don’t ask me to choose between the two
how could anything possibly be worth more than you
I’ve already done this word. I’m not sure how I’ve gotten this word again. Maybe the word ‘choose’ is the only word you actually ever receive, and every day you must come up with a new and clever way to use it. Maybe I’m meant to choose to ignore this blunder. Maybe I can’t choose to do that after all. Maybe it’s a way to test if I’m spam. Hmm… Maybe I’m spam! I never even thought of that before! Interesting…
You can choose to be helpful, or you can choose to be unhelpful. It’s so much more easier to be helpful, and you feel good about ir. it’s amazing how just doing it once, can make doing it again easier.
oh why do we have to choose things? why do moods and feelings warp and twist, and something you thought you wanted to choose now is still and bleak. And why is it that the thing that I choose to be with is stretched out of my grasp.
Between obligation and freedom, there’s the struggle. Balancing on the fence of living. Bound by laws and beckoned by desire, I feel unstable. The tightrope grows shaky with my hesitation. One day I’m gonna fall, I just hope I land on the side I really belong.
How do you choose which one? I like them both. Chocolate? Or vanilla? Both have pros, both have cons… Both? Both, I choose both. Phewf! Crisis averted.
It was never easy for Cara to make a decision. Her brother Mike would always joke and tell her to make a decision as if her life depended on it. Cara never thought that he meant that she would literally need to make a life or death decision, but there she was, left to choose between her two children.
i can’t choose at this very moment . at this time of my life i just can’t . they say when you’re in love you’re not capable of controlling your behaviors and i know am not . i love him and i hate all the options , but maybe i’ll just choose him after all .
I hate choosing because I see it as cutting off opportunities. I’m constantly scared that I’ll make the wrong choice and have to live with the consequences.
It was easy. She had to make a choice. Either she would stay with him in Vegas for longer, or she would go home. Wasn’t quite sure which way she would fall on the decision.
“Choose” he said. He stared at her, forcing her to make the decision, and now. She wouldn’t know the potential consequences.
To accept or know and to pick something. It starts with the letter “s”. And if I got to choose where I sat it would not be here! I wish that a girl were at my table right now. Here is a sentence about the word choose. She chose in her mind that she did not want too, but her mother had already chosen for her. Her life was officially over. Good bye now my time is up so Good-bye and all of that other good stuff.
i had to choose either Benjamin or death i chose death, but i got reincarnated by him and then i chose death again
i choose to be happy. its about a character and will of making the best out of what we have. we’re constanly wishing about having more of what we already own without realizing every single thing we possess that’s not material and it’s more valuable than anything.
i choose to believe in myself. To be what I want, what makes me happy.
I choose you and nobody else. Only you.
I wish you would choose me, because Im all you need.
I want nothing but happiness.
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Really they want us to type about choose. I just know thought that by saying that sentence i was talking about typing about choose.(CONFUSED YET??)) They always want us to type about else weird words like Sweep or that other one. (WHAT WAS IT??)
Sincerely,
No Body Knows
Choose your own life. Choose your own path. Don’t let anyone else decide for you. Choose your own destiny. The one thing that’s yours is your life. Don’t let anyone else make choices for you. Choose for yourself. Choose to be an engineer, choose to be an artist, choose to be a zookeeper, choose whatever you want to be. Just choose what makes you you. Don’t let other people influence what you choose.
I cannot choose between the two and yet I am lucky that there are only two. Really, there are an infinity of choices and I cannot choose whether I am good at making choices. Did I choose myself? Would you choose me if I did not choose myself? Out of all the people in the world.
there is no wrong, no right,
no happy or sad.
there is simply with you,
or without you.
giving up has never
been easier.
(whether you’re smiling
or gritting your teeth
it’s all in the way
you look at it.)
It’s really hard to just choose something. Why cant I make a solid choice? Blah. So many paths and I can’t make myself move from the crossroads I’m standing at. So many options. Each one is a different path. Some look more like dead ends. But it doesn’t really matter. Even a single step would be better than this frozen non-action that i’ve been doing.
According to pretty much everyone, it seems that I have a choice. I can wallow in the past, ask the same frustrated questions time after time, relive every single memory I have with him, replay our last conversations. Or I can accept it, put it to one side and move on. I know what I want to do, but it isn’t a matter of choice. I have no control over my mind at the moment.
I choose to remember this was also yesterdays word, this disappoints.
What a beautiful day it is outside can’t wait until I no longer have to say the word winter yeah yeah winter I love you and hate you too…..winter
please
dont make me choose
between being alone and having to lose
Choice. There are many choices one makes in life. These choices are what comes to define a man, for it is not what we say that defines us, but what we do. Our actions, which define us, are governed by the choices we make.
It’s hard for Dean to choose; save Cas or grab his gun and shoot the thing. No matter how many times Dean has seen it before, watching Cas get hurt is something he tries to avoid. It didn’t matter, that Cas couldn’t feel it, or that his angel mojo would fix him up nice and pretty.
Didn’t matter, because /Cas/ mattered.
The damn demon though, wouldn’t be held off for long, and Cas could sustain a small wound if need be. Damnit, Dean hated to choose, but he needed the rock salt, and he trusted Cas enough to be able to protect himself.
i choose to care for people. i choose to love myself and others. This actually makes no sense. I can’t really think about choosing under pressure.
choose your life and choose your destiny, nobody has to cut you of from your dreams, because they choose to not see the potential in you.
How can you choose anything without intention?
Weather or not you choose I will still be here he said to Whitney. It’s not because i dont have any other place to go , it’s only because i am hopelessly in love with you.
I chose not to choose. I chose to let myself get pushed along and pushed around by the people around me. What they did, what they thought I should do. I always thought I could build a boat. I always thought I could gather the wood and tools and know how to build a boat. I wanted to do it. – From the Play “But We Don’t”
Decisions are difficult things. Sometimes they won’t impact your life very much but sometimes they can impact your life a lot. They can change you for better or for worse and be as simple as choosing what top to wear or as complex as choosing what career you want to peruse for the rest of your life. You can make the right choice, or the wrong choice. Whichever you choose reflects you as a person. The right choice is usually a good thing and the wrong choice is usually a bad thing. But sometimes what you choose will affect you for the rest of your life.
I dont want to choose. I cant choose. Do i want to be with him? Can I be in a relationship? Or do i just want to keep having fun, with nothing tying me down or holding me back. Whenever im with him I know I want him, its when Im not that I begin to wonder…
I chooose to do what is right. I choose to believe in the power or people. I choose to love over hate. I choose to believe in second chances. I choose to love. I choose to choose.
Choose is a word I use when I am getting ready in the morning. I have to choose what shirt and pants I will wear. Then I have to choose what shoes to wear. Also, I have to choose what to make for my lunch each day.
I choose, now, to only do what makes me happy. Throughout my years, all I ever did was to make my father or mother or siblings or friends happy. And I tried so hard to fit in that I drove myself insane with the person I became.
So this year, I choose to be myself in ways I never thought possible. Backpacking through Australia, going to school for writing, get my nose pierced! Anything and everything. I’m doing it. And I won’t let anyone stop me.
cu cît există mai multe posibilităţi de alegere cu atît este mai grea decizia de a alege. Este oare capacitatea de a alege o manifestare a libertăţii sau e doar încă o formă de manifstare a legilor naturii?
life is nothing more than a series of choices
a cacophony of harmonious noises
so don’t ask me to choose between the two
how could anything possibly be worth more than you
“You need to choose now,” he said menacingly. “Your life for all that you hold dear.”
I’ve already done this word. I’m not sure how I’ve gotten this word again. Maybe the word ‘choose’ is the only word you actually ever receive, and every day you must come up with a new and clever way to use it. Maybe I’m meant to choose to ignore this blunder. Maybe I can’t choose to do that after all. Maybe it’s a way to test if I’m spam. Hmm… Maybe I’m spam! I never even thought of that before! Interesting…
You can choose to be helpful, or you can choose to be unhelpful. It’s so much more easier to be helpful, and you feel good about ir. it’s amazing how just doing it once, can make doing it again easier.
oh why do we have to choose things? why do moods and feelings warp and twist, and something you thought you wanted to choose now is still and bleak. And why is it that the thing that I choose to be with is stretched out of my grasp.
Between obligation and freedom, there’s the struggle. Balancing on the fence of living. Bound by laws and beckoned by desire, I feel unstable. The tightrope grows shaky with my hesitation. One day I’m gonna fall, I just hope I land on the side I really belong.
How do you choose which one? I like them both. Chocolate? Or vanilla? Both have pros, both have cons… Both? Both, I choose both. Phewf! Crisis averted.
It was never easy for Cara to make a decision. Her brother Mike would always joke and tell her to make a decision as if her life depended on it. Cara never thought that he meant that she would literally need to make a life or death decision, but there she was, left to choose between her two children.
i choose you to be the winner for today. have a wonderful day. :)
what’s best for you doesn’t mean it is the best for everybody. choose wisely.
i can’t choose at this very moment . at this time of my life i just can’t . they say when you’re in love you’re not capable of controlling your behaviors and i know am not . i love him and i hate all the options , but maybe i’ll just choose him after all .
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
I hate choosing because I see it as cutting off opportunities. I’m constantly scared that I’ll make the wrong choice and have to live with the consequences.