So many thoughts running through my head as the ambiance soothes my soul. It feels like ages pass in our silence… Turns out it’s only been a minute. I loved every second of it, thank you.
A minute to make the most important decision you’ll ever face in your life.
Face the fire. Brave through it. Risk the burns. Make the walk. Talk the talk. Flinch, and you’ll never have the chance to save your friends again. Brave, and be triumphant.
a minute is all i gt to write nd i hav no clue what to write but all i cn say is for me a minute’s sleep can be the sleep of the centuary ,more like nap i say
there’s a minute every minute. and so many worthless minutes. but also so many great minutes. Why can’t all minutes be great where you don’t even stop to look what minute it is? the minutes are so much longer when waiting for something to happen.
Minute is a unit to count time. A minute feels like 1.5 minutes when you dont like what youre doing. But when you like what youre doing it feels like 30 seconds. Time is really important and you need to value it. Every minute is precious, you can use it to do alot of things. Bad or good, but as a sane person, why dont you use it to help people?
In a minute everything can change. In the the blink if an eye. All it takes is 60 seconds. 60 seconds of courage and you might just make the best mistake of your life. 60 seconds and your done.
a minute is the most precious especiually wen u need just a minute to sleep that minute cn give you the atmost satisfaction of ur life
a minute cn robably save a life or end one
A minute is 60 seconds long, in a minute you can cook rice in a microwave. Lots of stuff can be done in a minute, a minuge is a long time to have to hold your breath but most people can do it, i only have a minute to right this about a minute, luckily, it is a very long minute, iin a minute you can do a maths puzzle or write a very short story. Most small quizes afe one minute long, like the one i am watching now about horse riding . A minute is a great thing if you want to send sOmeone away for a couple of minutes because you can say ‘just a minute’
i have a minute to write whatever comes to my mind and in 60 seconds i will be done with this message a miniute is a small meassure of time,b ut is not as small as a second we can measure love in minutes
She could feel the impatience radiating through the all the layers. “In a minute,” she called down, her voice winding down the curves of the staircase. She heard a muffled call, which she took as acceptance.
Again. She looked at herself. She could do this. She whispered little mantras to herself, her words conforming to the rhythm of her heels click-clacking.
At the landing, she beamed. Fake it ’til you make it. “Hi.”
i have thirty minutes to get back home, shonal. If I don’t get home in time my mom will get so mad at me. I don’t know why she thinks I’m lying to her. She’s ridiculous. This reminds me about how they keep me on such a short leesh sometimes. Like I just want to be freeee!!!!!!!!!
THere may be 60 seconds in a minute but it is still only OnE minute filled with 60 seconds so its 60 but its also 1. min – miniscule but second- what is sec? Whatever it is, it’s bigger than miniscule but second is smaller than minute. And sec is bigger than min.
Minute. You caused a minute tear in my heart. There was a minute there that I thought that minute tear might break me apart. But that minute passed and I made it past that minute of my life where you controlled me. My heart is flawless and you only had a minute of it’s happiness.
life is crazy never waste it so much can happen in a minute a minute is 60 seconds 60 seconds is how long i have to write, live life to the fullest anything can happen in just 60 seconds, the world could end in a minute from now or it could end in just a minute.
I don’t even know what to write. What am I supposed to write about a minute, in a minute? What am I supposed to say? I can’t even. My brain has no words. I feel flustered. I think my boyfriend is no longer interested in me.
i have one minute to write about what i feel one minute to try and describve my feelings, what do i feel i feel bored i feel angry i feel like i was left to rot on this night never to be seen again gone in a minute out of sight out of mind and i know that as i lay here for m
I have only a minute. I imagine this is my last minute. My only hope is that in this last minute I’m holding a glass of whiskey with ice and a lit cigarette. Perhaps I’m sipping and smoking or maybe I’ve done that and now I’m holding, either way I turn to the nearest person and say, “finally.”
just one minute, that’s all I ask for
that one minute can be a life time
i understand
but let’s stop everything
pause
and live in this minute
its an adventure
every minute
every second
an adventure
a quest
life
it is life
let’s do this together
you and i
a team
partners
side by side
we can do this
i don’t want to live
questioning what could have been
In a minute stood a man looking as happy as can be, singing like a dove falling out of a tree. In a minute I stood and held out my hand. In a minute was the sound of him walking past, with that grin on his face. In a minute we made contact and stared upon each others’ face. It was that one minute that I knew exactly what the future would become, because a minute is all it takes to change a life.
it took three minutes for him to realize what his head was saying. one to decided on what these feelings were, two to figure out if he wasn’t just making them up, and three to confirm them once more with every fiber of his being. he was in love.
Time with the one you love will always feel like a minute, no matter if it’s been all day, all night, for a whole weeekend. It just feels like a quick minute. Yet, it will feel like the best minute of your life
It feels like one minute is never enough. 60 seconds, ticking down to nothing. We aren’t careful enough with our seconds, that make up hour minutes, hours, days… Sometimes all you get is one minute.
How long is one minute? Because to someone, one minute can last a lifetime, and to another one minuter can last, well, one minute. I guess it all depends on the situation, perception particularly, well yeah. One minute is all we need.
Every second she sliced a tomato
Never into slices, though if she wanted to
They would be so thin as to slice themselves
Sliding across your tongue and down you throat
No, always chunky, ma boies luvs em chunky
Her childbearing hips and comforting bossom
The measuring stick of her love
All it takes is a minute. A minute can change your whole life. One minute you’re happy and then next, you can be feeling complete and utter heart break. One minute he can be making you the happiest girl in the world, and the next he could be breaking your heart. One minute can change your life. One minute can destroy your hopes and dreams. One minute is powerful. What will you do in one minute? Will you hold your breath, take the plunge? Or will you spend it in the safety of your bedroom, scared of the risks you couldn’t possibly take because of the minutes before? Don’t let those old minutes get in the way. Make new minutes. Make new memories. Live in the minutes that take your breath away.
Who came up with the concept of a minute? Did they ever fathom how precious these “minutes” were? What they meant to people and how quickly they pass by. How lives become a collection of minutes. Or how a single minute can change everything.
I had a minute to think about what I had done but it was too late. The monster had already began to eat me alive and the guilt was over throwing the pain and the self indulgence. Once I had realized that there was no turning back, I began to live.
Every minute I wonder of the time I spent hating you. I hated you from the moment I met you. You made me sick to the bottom of my gut. Jerks who think they know you but end up dismissing you. I think you’re a piss of shit. Yeah. A piss of shit. I mean, a piece. You know what, i don’t care what you think of me.
Minutes go by faster than anything. So much can happen in a minute. Words spilling onto a page and thoughts spiraling in your head. Life consists of minutes, if we only would take the time to realize how much they matter to us and to our lives. Lives are only a collection of minutes.
in one minute i think ill go take a bath. what is the basis for a minute anyway? who decided one day to come up with the idea of a minutre and what it would signify and how important it would become and how we would center our entire lives around it? who decided that it would mark our entire lives especially when we would? who decided that minutes were limited and that we would only get as many of them for as long as we could breathe?
one minute to write whatever I want and im writing about it being a minute long. this is a lot harder than you actually think it is. it’s weird. a minute seems so short but when you’re pressed for time, a minute takes forever. that doesn’t even make sense. i dont even know anymore. when will this minute be over? this is craziness. just crazy.
give a minute to take heart or just to start to talk to walk to look and listen are you worthy of my time, my lines do they reach you or preach to you, it take but a minute to teach you
“Just give me a minute okay?” he said while answering his phone.
I was left there in the restaurant. Playing with my fork. The food haven’t arrived yet. I’m getting really hungry. “Oh well,” I thought.
I picked a small notebook from my satchel and started sketching, but no idea came out of my mind. Creative block, one of the things in life that I hate so much.
I tapped my pen and started to look around. Where could she be? It’s been 3 minutes. And where is the food? I’m getting really hungry here.
So I got quite frustrated. Then something caught my eye. Our table is near a mirror and in the reflection a saw a pair of eyes. Gray and frustrated. Yet they seem to gleam. It’s a beautiful pair of eyes actually. I never thought eyes were actually beautiful until that day. So there I was. Staring into those eyes. And when I looked back, the girl with the gray eyes was already getting up to leave. I stared at her dark brown hair as she skittered to the door. I felt something weird I can’t explain. But when I saw those eyes, I knew that there was something. I know I knew her. I just don’t know why. But I felt a connection. Because in those eyes I saw myself clearer than I ever had.
“Sorry it took me so long, son.” he said. “Business stuff.”
“Yeah, sure. Okay.”
“Oh look, here comes the food. Boy, I sure am hungry.”
“Yeah me too.”
The waiter arrived with our dishes. We ate. The food was delicious by the way. But I still can’t get my mind of the girl with those gray eyes.
In one minute, one second, or even less than that, a life can change. It can be for the best, like a Manolo on sale, or for the worst, like the stories that make you weep. Life is a roller coaster and a minute is a measure of change.
I have one minute to write about the word minute. I will try to write minute in every sentence. A minute is 60 seconds. A minute makes up a sixtieth of an hour. Minutes are so much fun.
A minute can be a lifetime or just simply a minute. It can pass however slow of fast you would like it to, it’s magical like that. A minute can change your life, whether it be for better or worse.
One minute they said. Just one minute. That was all I had to write. What about? They didn’t say. They simply trust the word upon me and told me that simple truth. “You have one minute.” How many words, they didn’t say. All they said was just, one minute.
So many thoughts running through my head as the ambiance soothes my soul. It feels like ages pass in our silence… Turns out it’s only been a minute. I loved every second of it, thank you.
One minute. That’s all you’ve got.
A minute to make the most important decision you’ll ever face in your life.
Face the fire. Brave through it. Risk the burns. Make the walk. Talk the talk. Flinch, and you’ll never have the chance to save your friends again. Brave, and be triumphant.
a minute is all i gt to write nd i hav no clue what to write but all i cn say is for me a minute’s sleep can be the sleep of the centuary ,more like nap i say
there’s a minute every minute. and so many worthless minutes. but also so many great minutes. Why can’t all minutes be great where you don’t even stop to look what minute it is? the minutes are so much longer when waiting for something to happen.
Minute is a unit to count time. A minute feels like 1.5 minutes when you dont like what youre doing. But when you like what youre doing it feels like 30 seconds. Time is really important and you need to value it. Every minute is precious, you can use it to do alot of things. Bad or good, but as a sane person, why dont you use it to help people?
In a minute everything can change. In the the blink if an eye. All it takes is 60 seconds. 60 seconds of courage and you might just make the best mistake of your life. 60 seconds and your done.
a minute is the most precious especiually wen u need just a minute to sleep that minute cn give you the atmost satisfaction of ur life
a minute cn robably save a life or end one
A minute is 60 seconds long, in a minute you can cook rice in a microwave. Lots of stuff can be done in a minute, a minuge is a long time to have to hold your breath but most people can do it, i only have a minute to right this about a minute, luckily, it is a very long minute, iin a minute you can do a maths puzzle or write a very short story. Most small quizes afe one minute long, like the one i am watching now about horse riding . A minute is a great thing if you want to send sOmeone away for a couple of minutes because you can say ‘just a minute’
A minute a day
To find a way
To dress from head to toe
A minute a day
To find a way
To stay warm out in the snow
i have a minute to write whatever comes to my mind and in 60 seconds i will be done with this message a miniute is a small meassure of time,b ut is not as small as a second we can measure love in minutes
She could feel the impatience radiating through the all the layers. “In a minute,” she called down, her voice winding down the curves of the staircase. She heard a muffled call, which she took as acceptance.
Again. She looked at herself. She could do this. She whispered little mantras to herself, her words conforming to the rhythm of her heels click-clacking.
At the landing, she beamed. Fake it ’til you make it. “Hi.”
i have thirty minutes to get back home, shonal. If I don’t get home in time my mom will get so mad at me. I don’t know why she thinks I’m lying to her. She’s ridiculous. This reminds me about how they keep me on such a short leesh sometimes. Like I just want to be freeee!!!!!!!!!
THere may be 60 seconds in a minute but it is still only OnE minute filled with 60 seconds so its 60 but its also 1. min – miniscule but second- what is sec? Whatever it is, it’s bigger than miniscule but second is smaller than minute. And sec is bigger than min.
Minute. You caused a minute tear in my heart. There was a minute there that I thought that minute tear might break me apart. But that minute passed and I made it past that minute of my life where you controlled me. My heart is flawless and you only had a minute of it’s happiness.
life is crazy never waste it so much can happen in a minute a minute is 60 seconds 60 seconds is how long i have to write, live life to the fullest anything can happen in just 60 seconds, the world could end in a minute from now or it could end in just a minute.
I don’t even know what to write. What am I supposed to write about a minute, in a minute? What am I supposed to say? I can’t even. My brain has no words. I feel flustered. I think my boyfriend is no longer interested in me.
A minute, a mere minute may cause death or save a life. Just sixty seconds of life can change everything.
i have one minute to write about what i feel one minute to try and describve my feelings, what do i feel i feel bored i feel angry i feel like i was left to rot on this night never to be seen again gone in a minute out of sight out of mind and i know that as i lay here for m
I have only a minute. I imagine this is my last minute. My only hope is that in this last minute I’m holding a glass of whiskey with ice and a lit cigarette. Perhaps I’m sipping and smoking or maybe I’ve done that and now I’m holding, either way I turn to the nearest person and say, “finally.”
just one minute, that’s all I ask for
that one minute can be a life time
i understand
but let’s stop everything
pause
and live in this minute
its an adventure
every minute
every second
an adventure
a quest
life
it is life
let’s do this together
you and i
a team
partners
side by side
we can do this
i don’t want to live
questioning what could have been
In a minute stood a man looking as happy as can be, singing like a dove falling out of a tree. In a minute I stood and held out my hand. In a minute was the sound of him walking past, with that grin on his face. In a minute we made contact and stared upon each others’ face. It was that one minute that I knew exactly what the future would become, because a minute is all it takes to change a life.
it took three minutes for him to realize what his head was saying. one to decided on what these feelings were, two to figure out if he wasn’t just making them up, and three to confirm them once more with every fiber of his being. he was in love.
Time with the one you love will always feel like a minute, no matter if it’s been all day, all night, for a whole weeekend. It just feels like a quick minute. Yet, it will feel like the best minute of your life
It feels like one minute is never enough. 60 seconds, ticking down to nothing. We aren’t careful enough with our seconds, that make up hour minutes, hours, days… Sometimes all you get is one minute.
How long is one minute? Because to someone, one minute can last a lifetime, and to another one minuter can last, well, one minute. I guess it all depends on the situation, perception particularly, well yeah. One minute is all we need.
Every second she sliced a tomato
Never into slices, though if she wanted to
They would be so thin as to slice themselves
Sliding across your tongue and down you throat
No, always chunky, ma boies luvs em chunky
Her childbearing hips and comforting bossom
The measuring stick of her love
All it takes is a minute. A minute can change your whole life. One minute you’re happy and then next, you can be feeling complete and utter heart break. One minute he can be making you the happiest girl in the world, and the next he could be breaking your heart. One minute can change your life. One minute can destroy your hopes and dreams. One minute is powerful. What will you do in one minute? Will you hold your breath, take the plunge? Or will you spend it in the safety of your bedroom, scared of the risks you couldn’t possibly take because of the minutes before? Don’t let those old minutes get in the way. Make new minutes. Make new memories. Live in the minutes that take your breath away.
Who came up with the concept of a minute? Did they ever fathom how precious these “minutes” were? What they meant to people and how quickly they pass by. How lives become a collection of minutes. Or how a single minute can change everything.
I had a minute to think about what I had done but it was too late. The monster had already began to eat me alive and the guilt was over throwing the pain and the self indulgence. Once I had realized that there was no turning back, I began to live.
Every minute I wonder of the time I spent hating you. I hated you from the moment I met you. You made me sick to the bottom of my gut. Jerks who think they know you but end up dismissing you. I think you’re a piss of shit. Yeah. A piss of shit. I mean, a piece. You know what, i don’t care what you think of me.
Minutes go by faster than anything. So much can happen in a minute. Words spilling onto a page and thoughts spiraling in your head. Life consists of minutes, if we only would take the time to realize how much they matter to us and to our lives. Lives are only a collection of minutes.
in one minute i think ill go take a bath. what is the basis for a minute anyway? who decided one day to come up with the idea of a minutre and what it would signify and how important it would become and how we would center our entire lives around it? who decided that it would mark our entire lives especially when we would? who decided that minutes were limited and that we would only get as many of them for as long as we could breathe?
one minute to write whatever I want and im writing about it being a minute long. this is a lot harder than you actually think it is. it’s weird. a minute seems so short but when you’re pressed for time, a minute takes forever. that doesn’t even make sense. i dont even know anymore. when will this minute be over? this is craziness. just crazy.
give a minute to take heart or just to start to talk to walk to look and listen are you worthy of my time, my lines do they reach you or preach to you, it take but a minute to teach you
Sixty seconds. One-sixtieth of an hour. Math. Time. The little things that make up your life. Never too much, never enough.
“Just give me a minute okay?” he said while answering his phone.
I was left there in the restaurant. Playing with my fork. The food haven’t arrived yet. I’m getting really hungry. “Oh well,” I thought.
I picked a small notebook from my satchel and started sketching, but no idea came out of my mind. Creative block, one of the things in life that I hate so much.
I tapped my pen and started to look around. Where could she be? It’s been 3 minutes. And where is the food? I’m getting really hungry here.
So I got quite frustrated. Then something caught my eye. Our table is near a mirror and in the reflection a saw a pair of eyes. Gray and frustrated. Yet they seem to gleam. It’s a beautiful pair of eyes actually. I never thought eyes were actually beautiful until that day. So there I was. Staring into those eyes. And when I looked back, the girl with the gray eyes was already getting up to leave. I stared at her dark brown hair as she skittered to the door. I felt something weird I can’t explain. But when I saw those eyes, I knew that there was something. I know I knew her. I just don’t know why. But I felt a connection. Because in those eyes I saw myself clearer than I ever had.
“Sorry it took me so long, son.” he said. “Business stuff.”
“Yeah, sure. Okay.”
“Oh look, here comes the food. Boy, I sure am hungry.”
“Yeah me too.”
The waiter arrived with our dishes. We ate. The food was delicious by the way. But I still can’t get my mind of the girl with those gray eyes.
In one minute, one second, or even less than that, a life can change. It can be for the best, like a Manolo on sale, or for the worst, like the stories that make you weep. Life is a roller coaster and a minute is a measure of change.
I have one minute to write about the word minute. I will try to write minute in every sentence. A minute is 60 seconds. A minute makes up a sixtieth of an hour. Minutes are so much fun.
A minute can be a lifetime or just simply a minute. It can pass however slow of fast you would like it to, it’s magical like that. A minute can change your life, whether it be for better or worse.
One minute they said. Just one minute. That was all I had to write. What about? They didn’t say. They simply trust the word upon me and told me that simple truth. “You have one minute.” How many words, they didn’t say. All they said was just, one minute.