i don’t deserve what i’ve got
but i don’t see the truth in what i said
i find my faith has long been shot
with every meaningless card i’ve sent
i don’t think i stand for much
until you question whats on my tongue
and i’ll run with what i say
because all i want is to be won
by the heart of a home
and the mind of a maker
who makes waves with good light
and gives young and helpless lots of favor
to be found without a hint
and know what’s real
without a clue
to be the one who makes it right
i’ll lift myself up
and i’ll re-root
My head rest heavily in my hands, thumbs massaging my temple as the atrocious noise continued outside. Continued, as it had for hours on end, and boy, was I ready to throw something. “What in the heck did we do to deserve this, eh, Sasha?” I muttered to the faithful dog resting at my feet. She opened one eye for a brief second before going back to ignoring the world. Something I wish I could do so easily.
I don’t want to need anything, I guess, which is why I won’t look at your face and smile and why I won’t take the trophy. Do I hate myself? Or do I love myself too much, so much that it seems obscene and I think people would be able to tell if I even smiled or nodded my head and then they would really hate me. And that would just kill me.
Did I deserve such treatment? Brittle, snapping off from being your mother. We get the face we deserve in life, they say. Mine is ugly from crying still for you.
Life is unfair. Life is hard. Life is always wanting something so badly, and then may be getting it when it doesnt mean anything anymore. Life is confusing. Life is being poor when you need to be rich and being rich when you need to be healthy. Life makes you suicidal. And the worst part is, they say you get the life you deserve.
What do I deserve?
A smart man told me we deserve nothing. All humans sin, it is apart of our nature, so we are imperfect and because of this, we deserve nothing. All we can do it give. And everything we receive, we should take as a gift to be incredibly grateful for.
Your face tells the stories you’ve lived, the stories you’ve concocted, the stories you’ve written. I read the lines, recalling the times I was beside you in your adventures, and I can’t help but smile. You’ve earned every bit of your face in all your years. This is the face you deserve, the face you’ve made. A beautiful face.
I deserve to be treated better. I guess people must believe that I deserve to be let off softly, that I’m sensitive. I’ll admit, I’m sensitive, but I over analyze by such a large margin I’ll be hurt any way it goes. Plus, if you just stop things I’ll stop freaking out. So yeah, my relationships in a nutshell.
And as I lay in my bed contemplating my life, I thought, ‘Does he really deserve me?’ Derique had never treaten me right; he’d flirt with others, he’d lie about where he had been, he would ignore me. And now this. He cheated on me with Monica. You know, now that I think about it, I know now that he does NOT deserve love.
there’s an old saying which goes somthing like this: “everybody gets what they deserve” but truely im not into it.. beacuse if that’s true then most of the peoples around us are shit… and screwed.. we just get what we can handle even thought we don;t know it yet , maybe at the end of the way .. something really worth it is waiting for us.. and we need that prouf to get to it.. at least that’s what i’m holding to.. hopeless? je ne se pas.. but I know its motivating
Everything I don’t. It’s that simple. I frankly have everything I could ever wish for, and it brought me back here. I was with her, looking at this, knowing she’s what I couldn’t have, and what a cruel twist that turned out to be. I need to learn to love unconditionally. I need to learn to love right. I need to learn to live with her and not me. I need to deserve her.
What do I deserve? To answer that, I have to ask myself; what is it that I have done? What answer that gives me I am not sure. Maybe that’s what I deserve. An answer.
“Do I deserve this pancake?” Terry asked of Beelzebub.
“Why, sure, sweet thing! Please, enjoy it.” answered the Devil.
“But is it laden with excrement and entrails of the souls of the damned? Terry asked cautiously.
“No, of course not,” replied the Devil. “Please…Bon appétit!”
Terry skimmed a pat of butter along the pancake and drizzled a touch of pure Vermont maple syrup. She took a bite. Her head jolted and pounded. Her lips and gums bled profusely. The clarifying agony was her first clue that as a slanderer, her teeth had been transformed into drill bits and rotary saw blades.
I deserve it. You deserve it. These are catchphrases of our culture. North Americans have such a sense of entitlement. It’s been ground into my generation and society is reaping the consequences. Who’s really deserving, and of what?
i think i deserve the best things in life, but not just me everyone else does, and this can happen only if we work towards it it. Being deserving and being worthy are sometimes the same thing and sometimes not. I know a lot of deserving people in my life and i want to be like them and more some day. with a lot of will power n strength i hope to gain good ground
“I deserve nothing but the best!” She proclaimed, holding the keys to her new Lexus while David watched her carefully.
“Is this what it will take to make you happy?” He asked, wiping damp palms on his shirt.
“Yes. For now.” She said. “I’ll let you live, for now.”
No one deserves anything, no matter what u do
nothing in this world was specifically entitled to any one/specific person.
So don’t expect anything to be given to you merely because u think u deserve it
Live with this view and you shall never be disappointed when u commit a good deed
“Nobody deserves this more than you,” she said with a smile, patting him warmly on the shoulder. Her perfectly manicured fingernails seemed to mock Aidan, his imperfections glaring garishly against her meticulously groomed hands. He glanced down at his paper and sighed; there was no turning back now.
I don’t deserve to be so unhappy. Why can’t I just ge the balls to do what I want to do? Probably because the job is offering so much money or because I want to make my father proud or I want other people to view me as scuccessful. But unhappiness is not success, is it…
I deserve to be with him. He deserves to be with me. We shouldn’t be going through this kind of pain. We love each other equally. Why is it that the couples who could care less about their relationship are the ones that have it all? We don’t deserve this.
We deserve to be happy. I know this is a pretty big theme with all my onewords. Us. We need to be together soon. The distance is fucking killer. I’m going to be strong for her, so that we can make it. We can.
When people tell you that you don’t deserve me,
maybe you should listen to them. You will learn
that I have already moved on. You will learn
that I already know that someone, anyone
is better than you. And you can’t get better.
She looked at me, with the world in her eyes, with tears threatening to fall and spy. I stared back because I could and then because I thought for a moment, that I might actually love her.
Fierce, proud and beautiful, with her head thrown back in the wind, she was every inch the queen that her people demanded her to be. And every inch the angel that I so desperately needed in the darkness.
I don’t deserve you, I almost spoke the forbidden words aloud, but so help me, I need you.
I wish I could play guitar, so I could write songs about you.
If only I could paint, so I could capture your loveliness forever.
You, sir, deserve to have the entire world, every bit of it. But I am only me, so until the day when I can give you everything you’ve earned, I will write, so my words can be dedicated to you.
Did I deserve this? This life that has been given? well, im not doing a very good job of taking care of it now.
Did she deserve this fate of an ugly duckling grown up into an ugly duck? I don’t understand how coming here was supposed to help me write this paper. I type like I play. Smooth. Something. Tired. So tired. I need to fix my habits again……
There’s no such thing.
People don’t deserve people. No one earns anything. We all start at zero. Every year, every second, every day. If you tink you’re doing someone a favor, you’re a dreamer. If you don’t think you matter, you’re only lying to yourself.
You just try.
No expectations will ever fulfill the aching your brain will ever convince you of deserving. It’s all heart.
The sand makes indents of its own, shifting itself into a patchwork sort of mystery even as its prints wash away. On the sunrise a lonely person smiles, noticing the brilliance of this tiny detail, and for this he deserves it.
How do you know what someone deserves? Do the people that hurt you deserve your love? Do evil people deserve happiness? Do they deserve each other? Always.
Everyone talks about how they are so deserving of something, as if they deserve it more than other people. It kind of pisses me off. It sounds conceited. However, not one person should be denied the right to happiness. Regardless of how your life plays out, we all deserve happiness.
one of the most difficult things to come to. what actually constitutes someone to deserve something? emancipation from everything wrong? to deserve means to gain trust from everyone around in whatever the endeavor is…to be able to deserve.
i don’t deserve what i’ve got
but i don’t see the truth in what i said
i find my faith has long been shot
with every meaningless card i’ve sent
i don’t think i stand for much
until you question whats on my tongue
and i’ll run with what i say
because all i want is to be won
by the heart of a home
and the mind of a maker
who makes waves with good light
and gives young and helpless lots of favor
to be found without a hint
and know what’s real
without a clue
to be the one who makes it right
i’ll lift myself up
and i’ll re-root
© LL
My head rest heavily in my hands, thumbs massaging my temple as the atrocious noise continued outside. Continued, as it had for hours on end, and boy, was I ready to throw something. “What in the heck did we do to deserve this, eh, Sasha?” I muttered to the faithful dog resting at my feet. She opened one eye for a brief second before going back to ignoring the world. Something I wish I could do so easily.
I don’t want to need anything, I guess, which is why I won’t look at your face and smile and why I won’t take the trophy. Do I hate myself? Or do I love myself too much, so much that it seems obscene and I think people would be able to tell if I even smiled or nodded my head and then they would really hate me. And that would just kill me.
Did I deserve such treatment? Brittle, snapping off from being your mother. We get the face we deserve in life, they say. Mine is ugly from crying still for you.
Life is unfair. Life is hard. Life is always wanting something so badly, and then may be getting it when it doesnt mean anything anymore. Life is confusing. Life is being poor when you need to be rich and being rich when you need to be healthy. Life makes you suicidal. And the worst part is, they say you get the life you deserve.
What do I deserve?
A smart man told me we deserve nothing. All humans sin, it is apart of our nature, so we are imperfect and because of this, we deserve nothing. All we can do it give. And everything we receive, we should take as a gift to be incredibly grateful for.
Your face tells the stories you’ve lived, the stories you’ve concocted, the stories you’ve written. I read the lines, recalling the times I was beside you in your adventures, and I can’t help but smile. You’ve earned every bit of your face in all your years. This is the face you deserve, the face you’ve made. A beautiful face.
I deserve to be treated better. I guess people must believe that I deserve to be let off softly, that I’m sensitive. I’ll admit, I’m sensitive, but I over analyze by such a large margin I’ll be hurt any way it goes. Plus, if you just stop things I’ll stop freaking out. So yeah, my relationships in a nutshell.
And as I lay in my bed contemplating my life, I thought, ‘Does he really deserve me?’ Derique had never treaten me right; he’d flirt with others, he’d lie about where he had been, he would ignore me. And now this. He cheated on me with Monica. You know, now that I think about it, I know now that he does NOT deserve love.
there’s an old saying which goes somthing like this: “everybody gets what they deserve” but truely im not into it.. beacuse if that’s true then most of the peoples around us are shit… and screwed.. we just get what we can handle even thought we don;t know it yet , maybe at the end of the way .. something really worth it is waiting for us.. and we need that prouf to get to it.. at least that’s what i’m holding to.. hopeless? je ne se pas.. but I know its motivating
Everything I don’t. It’s that simple. I frankly have everything I could ever wish for, and it brought me back here. I was with her, looking at this, knowing she’s what I couldn’t have, and what a cruel twist that turned out to be. I need to learn to love unconditionally. I need to learn to love right. I need to learn to live with her and not me. I need to deserve her.
What do I deserve? To answer that, I have to ask myself; what is it that I have done? What answer that gives me I am not sure. Maybe that’s what I deserve. An answer.
I deserve nothing. I am entitled to naught.
I will earn it all.
“Do I deserve this pancake?” Terry asked of Beelzebub.
“Why, sure, sweet thing! Please, enjoy it.” answered the Devil.
“But is it laden with excrement and entrails of the souls of the damned? Terry asked cautiously.
“No, of course not,” replied the Devil. “Please…Bon appétit!”
Terry skimmed a pat of butter along the pancake and drizzled a touch of pure Vermont maple syrup. She took a bite. Her head jolted and pounded. Her lips and gums bled profusely. The clarifying agony was her first clue that as a slanderer, her teeth had been transformed into drill bits and rotary saw blades.
I deserve it. You deserve it. These are catchphrases of our culture. North Americans have such a sense of entitlement. It’s been ground into my generation and society is reaping the consequences. Who’s really deserving, and of what?
i think i deserve for anything i’ve done. i deserve a lot of money, wealthiness, healthiness and also anything in this universe. and also joy.
i think i deserve the best things in life, but not just me everyone else does, and this can happen only if we work towards it it. Being deserving and being worthy are sometimes the same thing and sometimes not. I know a lot of deserving people in my life and i want to be like them and more some day. with a lot of will power n strength i hope to gain good ground
“I deserve nothing but the best!” She proclaimed, holding the keys to her new Lexus while David watched her carefully.
“Is this what it will take to make you happy?” He asked, wiping damp palms on his shirt.
“Yes. For now.” She said. “I’ll let you live, for now.”
No one deserves anything, no matter what u do
nothing in this world was specifically entitled to any one/specific person.
So don’t expect anything to be given to you merely because u think u deserve it
Live with this view and you shall never be disappointed when u commit a good deed
“Nobody deserves this more than you,” she said with a smile, patting him warmly on the shoulder. Her perfectly manicured fingernails seemed to mock Aidan, his imperfections glaring garishly against her meticulously groomed hands. He glanced down at his paper and sighed; there was no turning back now.
often i feel i have given up but i keep praying to deserve what i get ,to save my pride
I don’t deserve to be so unhappy. Why can’t I just ge the balls to do what I want to do? Probably because the job is offering so much money or because I want to make my father proud or I want other people to view me as scuccessful. But unhappiness is not success, is it…
I deserve to be with him. He deserves to be with me. We shouldn’t be going through this kind of pain. We love each other equally. Why is it that the couples who could care less about their relationship are the ones that have it all? We don’t deserve this.
We deserve to be happy. I know this is a pretty big theme with all my onewords. Us. We need to be together soon. The distance is fucking killer. I’m going to be strong for her, so that we can make it. We can.
I plucked the stars from the skies,
Held them out in my hand.
They were no match for your eyes,
But you said “I understand.”
I offered my heart and my soul
Locked in a jar to preserve.
I gave you the world as a whole
But I can’t give you what you deserve.
When people tell you that you don’t deserve me,
maybe you should listen to them. You will learn
that I have already moved on. You will learn
that I already know that someone, anyone
is better than you. And you can’t get better.
I don’t deserve you.
She looked at me, with the world in her eyes, with tears threatening to fall and spy. I stared back because I could and then because I thought for a moment, that I might actually love her.
Fierce, proud and beautiful, with her head thrown back in the wind, she was every inch the queen that her people demanded her to be. And every inch the angel that I so desperately needed in the darkness.
I don’t deserve you, I almost spoke the forbidden words aloud, but so help me, I need you.
I don’t deserve this life.. Point blank. I just don’t.
Do you think we deserve life, period?
I sure don’t think we do..
No one is deserving.
You deserve so much. You deserve everything.
I want to learn to sing, so I can sing for you.
I wish I could play guitar, so I could write songs about you.
If only I could paint, so I could capture your loveliness forever.
You, sir, deserve to have the entire world, every bit of it. But I am only me, so until the day when I can give you everything you’ve earned, I will write, so my words can be dedicated to you.
I deserve to do well in school. i try hard. not as hard as i should but hard enough to do something with my life.
I deserve an a…do you know why? because I care. because i don’t care. because i care the right amount. do you know what i mean??
Did I deserve this? This life that has been given? well, im not doing a very good job of taking care of it now.
Did she deserve this fate of an ugly duckling grown up into an ugly duck? I don’t understand how coming here was supposed to help me write this paper. I type like I play. Smooth. Something. Tired. So tired. I need to fix my habits again……
There’s no such thing.
People don’t deserve people. No one earns anything. We all start at zero. Every year, every second, every day. If you tink you’re doing someone a favor, you’re a dreamer. If you don’t think you matter, you’re only lying to yourself.
You just try.
No expectations will ever fulfill the aching your brain will ever convince you of deserving. It’s all heart.
The sand makes indents of its own, shifting itself into a patchwork sort of mystery even as its prints wash away. On the sunrise a lonely person smiles, noticing the brilliance of this tiny detail, and for this he deserves it.
Deserve.
Sometimes I ask myself if I deserve you.
You who filled me with hope and life.
You who also sent me reeling to the darkest points of desolation.
Do I deserve you…
If not you… who is it that I deserve.
I wish solely for love.
I believe all deserve it.
The people who don’t deserve anything is handed everything.
Life is unfair, it is what it is and we can’t do anything about it.
i deserve to be loved and be happy, i deserve to be respected and not my life in jeopardy
How do you know what someone deserves? Do the people that hurt you deserve your love? Do evil people deserve happiness? Do they deserve each other? Always.
Everyone talks about how they are so deserving of something, as if they deserve it more than other people. It kind of pisses me off. It sounds conceited. However, not one person should be denied the right to happiness. Regardless of how your life plays out, we all deserve happiness.
one of the most difficult things to come to. what actually constitutes someone to deserve something? emancipation from everything wrong? to deserve means to gain trust from everyone around in whatever the endeavor is…to be able to deserve.
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