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Odds at length are no shorter than the length from the tips of my finger tips to the depths of my intuition that you were right all along. Papa used to be a gambling man, but says that the book of Luke and a few good peanuts one afternoon convinced him otherwise one Sunday afternoon as the Savannah sun beat down on him.
By Will Brummett on 01.29.2012
i am a odd person that likes to eat icecream and likes to cone alot. i also know about odd numbers if you qould like to call me my number is 555-ODD because i am so odd PLANKING is the new flanking ponies
By Paige on 01.29.2012
the odds of winning the mega millions are 1 to 170 million people. wouldn’t it be absolutely amazing to win the lotto? if i won the lotto, I would definitely start by paying my bills, then maybe a nicer car or an apartment. i know that I would be set for a while. maybe even help out with my parent bills
By Katelyn on 01.29.2012
odds are. odds are today is your day to make it or break it. everyone has a chance. everyone has the same chance from when the sun rises to when it sets. beat the odds, they might be against you. or they will be for you. hope the odds are for you.
By Gina on 01.29.2012
“The odds, my friend, are even.”
Ulrich frowned. His opponent was giggling like an idiot, which was entirely unexpected.
“I get it! I get it! The odds are even! Haha! Classic!”
“…I don’t understand…”
“What’s next, a trio is an even number? GAHAHAHAHA!”
“Sir,” said Ulrich’s squire, “if you don’t kill him now, I will.”
By Belinda Roddie URL on 01.29.2012
In life, the odds are often against us, but if we played it safe, well… then there’s no sense in playing at all, is there? We play the hand we’ve been dealt. Winner takes all. Everyone else, it simply has to be enough to have been in on the game.
By lil_nail URL on 01.29.2012
the odds of being who you are, or the odds being against you. You should believe in the odds of you winning, not losing. Believe in the best and never believe that you’re less than anyone.
By Farah on 01.29.2012
They had been at odds for years. There was so little to be done. The only talked for hours and the other only cried. No proper way to communicate. Really though. His thoughts just never failed to offend her but she found hos face and bighands so alluring. Her tears never failed to bore him but her smile was so genuine, when he got to see it, and her ability to dance it up his heart. They often shared sprite in silence, went to movies then. Walked ho e in solence as well. Passres by might think they were sharing romantic moon lit walks so connected ere was no need to speak, but ph how they were wrong.
By Hana on 01.29.2012
Odds are something can keep you going or stop you in your tracks. They’re like that brick wall you hit when you’re running; the one that some people climb and some people let stand in their way.
By Lauren on 01.29.2012
The odds are that you are a loser.An internet loser. Lol. HOw stupid can you be to read this? It’s great right. yep. I knew it. Your enjoying this. The odds are you are, atleast. LOLOLOL.
By molly on 01.29.2012
We all knew the odds of surviving were 1 in a million. But we struggled to try anyway. It was difficult and back braking work, but we immerged form the rubble of our pat in no time.
the odds are shitty. he’s six years older than me. i’m wondering if he cares about me like i care about him. it doesn’t seem so. the odds aren’t in my favor. i don’t know what is going to happen. i’m scared. and nervous. and sick. you not texting me isn’t making it any better either.
By wa on 01.29.2012
It always seemed like,
no matter what I did,
I was at odds.
With my work,
I felt the unstable ground beneath me slipping,
more and more.
I knew soon I’d fall
into the rabbit hole.
By Karsen Meredith URL on 01.29.2012
Odd of living through this disaster : 1 in a million. But we trudged on anyway trying and trying to suceced. In the end, the odds became even more in our favor by the minute.
What are the odds that a man who’s name is Charles is going to be the President of the United States on day? Tell me, what are the odds that you will be president? Or I? What about him, over there? Her? No?
By Dylan URL on 01.29.2012
The odds are I will never be the same. The monster that lives within me is wretched. I live a daily life of odds. One day I’m up, the next day I’m down. I’m down, down for weeks, sometimes months.
By Tarren Young URL on 01.29.2012
It was a game of probability. 12 to 1. 1000 to 1. You were a fiend at playing the game, and you played me just as well. Effortlessly. Tirelessly. Rude.
By Samantharrr URL on 01.29.2012
The odds were not in their favor.
Firstly, he was an emotionally unstable pacifist. Secondly, she was a middle aged, lets-make-crafts-for-a-living hipster. And, thirdly, they were up against some blood-thirsty demons with what they could only describe as “daddy issues”.
They were truly and royally fucked.
By NatS on 01.29.2012
They had been friends for years, but recently they were becoming more at odds with each other and the tension between the two of them was palpable. Perhaps they had grown so far apart that their friendship could no longer be sustained. And perhaps it was just a matter of speaking up.
By Amimee URL on 01.29.2012
the odds of falling in love
the odd number?
reminds me a bit about final destination because the odds are so small but it could happen
they have this thing where they say ”may the odds be with you” for good luck lol.
cool thats its.. waiting….
By Malziee URL on 01.29.2012
The odds are against me.
The odds are for me.
Odds? What will my odds be today?
Let me think about that and I will get back to you.
By teeda URL on 01.29.2012
odds are life will through some curves.. odds weigh heavily in your favor that you will more than overcome anything that comes your way. the odds are on your side.. and I am betting on you to more than win, but to thrive and grow.
By Michelle on 01.29.2012
Odds are none of this stuff is going to come to light the way I want it to and I can’t work stuff out. I’m a total frickin’ loser and I need to work harder to prove myself. I like my job and everything but I can never get comfortable. Scared.
By Swilltastic URL on 01.29.2012
the odds are;
recovery is my only option to live and live to the fullest.
don’t want to waste my life sucking on a pipe.
but that powdered devil is awfully convincing.
i shall overcome.
its my only good option.
By kidd on 01.29.2012
What were the odds of that happening? I mean really.. I’d just read about it a few hours ago while surfing the internet with my morning tea. Maybe it was a sign.. And ignoring it would be… well… foolish.
By Bobbie Jo URL on 01.29.2012
I’m at odds with my situation. I want to stay home with Liam, but I like my job. But, I think he needs me home, especially for schooling. I’m at odds with how to deal with Mack, Liam and all this junk in our house. How do we make it better, saner, cleaner, etc? I’m at odds with my feelings. Am I depressed?
By Heather on 01.29.2012
We’re constantly at odds with decisions.
But there’s never a right answer, just the ONE answer that lies in front of us.
By Marc URL on 01.29.2012
The odds are against me, I always knew that. I’m not in it for the odds. Odds are just numbers they throw at you to feel more confident, to get away, to protect their backs if it doesn’t work. In my stomach it’s a yes or no kind of thing, so in a way the odds are 50/50.
By Annelie on 01.29.2012
…And the odds were in my favour. I was winning and i knew that i could end this game if i wanted to; whenever i wanted to. Then i looked down at that helpless face and decided that instead of killing him, i would just keep him. I would let him live with the fact that he killed my father and I would would let him live with the guilt for the rest of his life.
By Mary on 01.29.2012
What are the odds that you can turn your back on everything you’ve known?
Good, I suppose.
More than good.
It’s what’s happening now.
By HelenGrant URL on 01.29.2012
He had already been through three cases of redbull and a half pound of chocolate covered coffee beans. Checking the over-unders up on the the giant screen periodically and making notes on his pad. Vegas just wasn’t ready for him.
By Daniel Wyman URL on 01.29.2012
Odds and ends is all I can think about for this word. It’s an odd word actually when you think about it. I’m supposed to write about “odds”? That’s odd. This whole situation is odd is this supposed to be a trick or a joke or something? The only time I recall ever hearing the word odds is when it’s “odds and ends”.
Odds are an odd thing when you think about how many odd things happen in this odd world of calculated odds.
By leslie g URL on 01.29.2012
What were the odds of my winning this desperate game? I want her. I need her. but we we both so determined to make this work that we didn’t see the heartbreak on the horizon, like clouds fading in the sunset; faint, but there nonetheless.
By chrissi on 01.29.2012
The Odd Couple
I did the show (or maybe some scenes?) a very very long time ago. I played one of the Pigeon sisters. I barely remember it. It may have even been for someone’s class. I had to smoke in the show. I did. Didn’t like it. Never inhaled… – No really! I didn’t. I held the smoke in my mouth and puffed it out. It didn’t matter though. The smoke still wafted down into my throat and messed it up my vocal cords for several days. I’m the only person I know who’s that sensitive to smoke. I was glad when it was over. After that I said “no” to anything that required smoking. Even pretend. Even for a few days. Even for money.
By Noisy Quiet URL on 01.29.2012
They were at odds with each other. Yet again. Like two bulls banging heads, they couldn’t ever seem to agree on the simplest of tasks. Shall we take the subway or the bus? Should we watch this movie or that, eat in or dine out? They were truly water and oil, fire and ice. Yet when it came to anything of matter… they were always one.
By Trista URL on 01.29.2012
I hate you.
You hate me.
Together, we’ll drown in misery.
Because I hate you.
And you hate me.
Together, we’re forever at odds.
Evens and tides,
Moons and sighs
I ignore you.
You ignore me.
We pass in the halls and smile.
We’re at odds with each other, because.
Because I hate you
And you hate me.
But I love you just as much as I can hate
And when you hate me, I know you love me,
Because if you didn’t, we have never been this free.
By Sara H. URL on 01.29.2012
Possibly, I love you.
Certainly, you’ve cast your spell on me.
I like our chances.
I like your reassuring smile.
I love your joking ways,
but please make me sure I have your heart too?
By MaraSky on 01.29.2012
By Fabric Spell in Ushe URL on 01.29.2012
She was at odds with herself. She never knew which direction to take in life and it bothered her. Really bothered her. She watched her friends and loved ones move on in their lives and she just felt trapped. She didn’t know who she was anymore, or who she wanted to become. Life was an eternal struggle.
By Karissa URL on 01.29.2012