And maybe this is his punishment for always believing that love is bullshit.
He punches the pillow in frustration.
He doesn’t love her.
He can’t love her.
That’s not the way things are meant to go. She’s this fragile little lovely thing and he knows one day, he could break her and he’s so scared of that one single fact.
self punishment is the most severe because it is the truest. When you punish yourself it is because you genuinely feel like you deserve it, so you will truly feel punished.
The whip cracks against his bare back as he slides down onto the cobblestone streets in shame before his town, his community, his family. He had been found by the border of the district, crawling under the fence. Now he was paying the price.
So yeah i already wrote something but ill just say that parents use this too many times for something stupid. cats don’t get punishments but dogs do? What the hell man. Life is unfair but hey oh well. God shouldn’t really punish someone. They should learn themselves. punishment comes naturally to tell you the truth. those are called bad karma.
I punish myself all the time, but people punish me all the time. I hate this right now. I punish myself for having so much pride but yet i dont ever end this punishment that could possibly kill me. This life is a punishment. The friends I choose are a big punishment because they all have made mistakes with me – push me away. I’m the punishment for everyone else in life.
In the darkness I was stranded. No way out. I look left. Right. Forward and back. Nothing is there. I recall my sins and weep as i look out into the dark abyss. For this is my punishment.
This is your punishment. Don’t fight this. You know you deserve it. Take it like a big girl. Everyone gets what they deserve. You were bad. You deserve this. Don’t fight this.
punishment is needed to learn. every bad decision has a punishment, and without it, we would not learn that it was bad. if there were no punishment, there would be no bad, and where would we draw the line? there would be no line. punishment is what keeps the world going; what keeps the world good.
Punishment. Sometimes I feel like I need to be punished for the things I’ve done, the things I’ve said. But that’s in the past. Nobody needs to reminisce on things of a time that’s been done. It’s all been done. No more. So why do I feel the need for karma to punish me? But maybe I’ve already been hurt too many times…
Magnus couldn’t help but grin. This was his punishment? He didn’t see what about this was supposed to teach him a lesson, but he’d be damned if he questioned it and made it disappear forever.
Punishment? The scared little boy was cowering in the corner of his dads high rise office – awaiting his punishment. Earlier that day, he complained of a belly ache. His father sent him to school anyways and scolded him for being a whiny baby. “Take it like a man,” He shouted. Moments after he got to his 2nd grade classroom, he vomited all over the lovely Ms. Thompson, who called his father to come get him. His father was too busy at work of course and sent his Nanny, Berta. Berta dropped him off at his father’s office in the city. And there he was sick, and terrified of a man he barely knew.
and everyone thought it was punishment. But the last hill was in sight and of the original group, it was just me and Nelson left.My ankles were sore, my feet throbbing and my eyes red from lack of sleep.
The punishment for his insolence, as she was insisting it be called, was to pay for her snacks for the next month. It didn’t seem so bad at first, but he never realized how much the small girl he’d known since they were grade schoolers really ate. He sighed as a moth flew out of his wallet. The poor piece of leather was starving now that his friend was full.
A man sat in his jail cell, unable to think. Everything was a blur. His wife crying, his kids looking confused and sad. He hadn’t done anything wrong. He knew it. His wife knew it. His lawyer. But not the police. Was it his fate to be locked up for a crime he didn’t commit?
The self-inflicted punishment was not worth the mental (and sometimes physical) toll taken by the extraneous actions. I would have played better if I could have kept an even keel – taken the bad with the good – brushed it off.
The beat and rhythm, feeling and sound of an entire ruling system that ascends and descends through all kingdoms, consciously and unconsciously. Punishment and love are like death and taxes – unavoidable and necessary.
Punishment. What is it to be exact? It is a mere phrase that brings bad things or to learn lessons. You’re grounded and think about what you’ve. You will be given 5 years of jail. Same word, different meanings.
Punishment for the actions I have recently done is feeling this terrible?
I indulged slightly, what of it? I can’t believe my own personal repercussions brought on upon by my conscience is this terrible. I hate having moral fiber and needing to do the right thing.
Why can’t I be like others and go a little bad for awhile with no punishments?
It wasn’t the pain that pushed him. It wasn’t fear, he had felt those blows before. Angry welts across his back near bleeding. It was those eye that kept him moving. He could handle the feeling of disappointment. That look could kill him.
punishment? As in belt whipping punishment or as in I’m punishing myself? As in world ending punishing of hitler or punishing the new puppy because he chewed through your new shoes? It’s a simple word. Many descriptions and definitions connect to it.
I thought about religion when I saw this word.
Everyone is so set on punishment and justice, and punishment being the effect of justice. Or the product?
I can’t think. This free-writing session is not going over well.
oh well.
All I can think of is band camp. I love band camp. I am addicted to it. Band camp should never be a punishment for someone cuz it would totally backfire in your face. Boom.
Living with regrets and with “what could have beens…” is the greatest punishment I would have to endure for the rest of my life. I wish I have a time machine.
I’ve been punished, beaten, battered, and bruised. The pain sears my flesh, it burns like an inferno form one of those fiery rings in hell. Where giant goat men and their giants cocks fol lick and torture charcoal skinned corpses.
So is this the punishment for whatever I’ve done wrong in my life? Home alone again with the rest of the family off having fun together and enjoying themselves. And it’s storming.
is a very cruel thing. it can help and yet hinder the mind at the same time. help as in teach you what not do. hinder as in psychologically disrupt and destroy an individual from within. punishment has been used all over the world to bend people’s will to a cause.
there is no statute of limitations on certain things, no apology, no penitence no takeback no payback no payforward no words no erasure lots of censure for my silence as if it were about my ethics and not about his life
my bad
it was there when i was born. it waited for me. with time it interacted with other occurrence in life. it was replaced and was just coming back from time to time. Subjectivity took over the feeling of being punished. punishment is never the same. not for me, nor for you. punishment is being punished regardless of you being aware of it.
If I am punished, she thought, it is only because I deserve it. It is only my wickedness which warrants his need to discipline me. She told herself that, because, that was what he had taught her to believe. For every welt and weal and bruise was just the outward marking of her sins on her flesh, he told her that God would see her injuries and be glad his child was justly suffering for her crimes.
Her told her that because it made it so very, very easy. If she herself takes my punishments so glady, so willingly, he said to himself, I must truly be doing God’s work.
a way to cause pain, suffering. a consequence, perhaps sometimes a relief. Punish. could be a joke really. Pun. rhymes with fun. Punishment can be fun. right?
Crime and punishment in america is a sick and twisted thing. Some people do crimes far more horrendous than others, yet they are punished less harshly. Further, depending on your race, gender, or socio-economic background, this could have a huge impact on how you are punished by the criminal justice system.
when is punishment just and when is it unessecary? can the act of punishment be evil, or are the intentions behind it what dictates it’s connotation?
And maybe this is his punishment for always believing that love is bullshit.
He punches the pillow in frustration.
He doesn’t love her.
He can’t love her.
That’s not the way things are meant to go. She’s this fragile little lovely thing and he knows one day, he could break her and he’s so scared of that one single fact.
self punishment is the most severe because it is the truest. When you punish yourself it is because you genuinely feel like you deserve it, so you will truly feel punished.
The whip cracks against his bare back as he slides down onto the cobblestone streets in shame before his town, his community, his family. He had been found by the border of the district, crawling under the fence. Now he was paying the price.
So yeah i already wrote something but ill just say that parents use this too many times for something stupid. cats don’t get punishments but dogs do? What the hell man. Life is unfair but hey oh well. God shouldn’t really punish someone. They should learn themselves. punishment comes naturally to tell you the truth. those are called bad karma.
I punish myself all the time, but people punish me all the time. I hate this right now. I punish myself for having so much pride but yet i dont ever end this punishment that could possibly kill me. This life is a punishment. The friends I choose are a big punishment because they all have made mistakes with me – push me away. I’m the punishment for everyone else in life.
In the darkness I was stranded. No way out. I look left. Right. Forward and back. Nothing is there. I recall my sins and weep as i look out into the dark abyss. For this is my punishment.
This is your punishment. Don’t fight this. You know you deserve it. Take it like a big girl. Everyone gets what they deserve. You were bad. You deserve this. Don’t fight this.
ouch, I hope to avoid that. Be good. Do what you are told. Learn from mistakes. First part is punis. sounds like a bad word. LOL
punishment is needed to learn. every bad decision has a punishment, and without it, we would not learn that it was bad. if there were no punishment, there would be no bad, and where would we draw the line? there would be no line. punishment is what keeps the world going; what keeps the world good.
An eye for an eye.
He is cruel and selfish, but you are the only one that loves him, and he needs you.
You are the light of his life, and he is your darkness.
But he believes you are wrong, and you deserve to be hurt.
Once upon a time, you believed in forgiveness.
were am I? what is this? what happened? is this the afterlife? is this my world? this not real. it’s not real! it’s my… punishment.
It was a lonely place…
A place devoid of sunlight, friendship, sights, smells, sounds, everything that made life worthwhile.
Punishment. Sometimes I feel like I need to be punished for the things I’ve done, the things I’ve said. But that’s in the past. Nobody needs to reminisce on things of a time that’s been done. It’s all been done. No more. So why do I feel the need for karma to punish me? But maybe I’ve already been hurt too many times…
Magnus couldn’t help but grin. This was his punishment? He didn’t see what about this was supposed to teach him a lesson, but he’d be damned if he questioned it and made it disappear forever.
Punishment? The scared little boy was cowering in the corner of his dads high rise office – awaiting his punishment. Earlier that day, he complained of a belly ache. His father sent him to school anyways and scolded him for being a whiny baby. “Take it like a man,” He shouted. Moments after he got to his 2nd grade classroom, he vomited all over the lovely Ms. Thompson, who called his father to come get him. His father was too busy at work of course and sent his Nanny, Berta. Berta dropped him off at his father’s office in the city. And there he was sick, and terrified of a man he barely knew.
and everyone thought it was punishment. But the last hill was in sight and of the original group, it was just me and Nelson left.My ankles were sore, my feet throbbing and my eyes red from lack of sleep.
The punishment for his insolence, as she was insisting it be called, was to pay for her snacks for the next month. It didn’t seem so bad at first, but he never realized how much the small girl he’d known since they were grade schoolers really ate. He sighed as a moth flew out of his wallet. The poor piece of leather was starving now that his friend was full.
A man sat in his jail cell, unable to think. Everything was a blur. His wife crying, his kids looking confused and sad. He hadn’t done anything wrong. He knew it. His wife knew it. His lawyer. But not the police. Was it his fate to be locked up for a crime he didn’t commit?
The self-inflicted punishment was not worth the mental (and sometimes physical) toll taken by the extraneous actions. I would have played better if I could have kept an even keel – taken the bad with the good – brushed it off.
The beat and rhythm, feeling and sound of an entire ruling system that ascends and descends through all kingdoms, consciously and unconsciously. Punishment and love are like death and taxes – unavoidable and necessary.
A queer punishment, thought Tilly, sitting at the bottom of the basement stairs with her arms around her knees. It wasn’t even very dark down here.
The door was locked, though, and there were all those odd boxes all around.
Upstairs, Mrs. K left, the front door shutting.
And all of the boxes began, at once, to open.
Punishment. What is it to be exact? It is a mere phrase that brings bad things or to learn lessons. You’re grounded and think about what you’ve. You will be given 5 years of jail. Same word, different meanings.
Punishment for the actions I have recently done is feeling this terrible?
I indulged slightly, what of it? I can’t believe my own personal repercussions brought on upon by my conscience is this terrible. I hate having moral fiber and needing to do the right thing.
Why can’t I be like others and go a little bad for awhile with no punishments?
It wasn’t the pain that pushed him. It wasn’t fear, he had felt those blows before. Angry welts across his back near bleeding. It was those eye that kept him moving. He could handle the feeling of disappointment. That look could kill him.
punishment? As in belt whipping punishment or as in I’m punishing myself? As in world ending punishing of hitler or punishing the new puppy because he chewed through your new shoes? It’s a simple word. Many descriptions and definitions connect to it.
I thought about religion when I saw this word.
Everyone is so set on punishment and justice, and punishment being the effect of justice. Or the product?
I can’t think. This free-writing session is not going over well.
oh well.
All I can think of is band camp. I love band camp. I am addicted to it. Band camp should never be a punishment for someone cuz it would totally backfire in your face. Boom.
Living with regrets and with “what could have beens…” is the greatest punishment I would have to endure for the rest of my life. I wish I have a time machine.
People who do wrong in the eyes of the law and community deserve to be brought to justice with punishment. Sometimes it’s unfair.
I’ve been punished, beaten, battered, and bruised. The pain sears my flesh, it burns like an inferno form one of those fiery rings in hell. Where giant goat men and their giants cocks fol lick and torture charcoal skinned corpses.
i didnt do nothin.
So is this the punishment for whatever I’ve done wrong in my life? Home alone again with the rest of the family off having fun together and enjoying themselves. And it’s storming.
is a very cruel thing. it can help and yet hinder the mind at the same time. help as in teach you what not do. hinder as in psychologically disrupt and destroy an individual from within. punishment has been used all over the world to bend people’s will to a cause.
there is no statute of limitations on certain things, no apology, no penitence no takeback no payback no payforward no words no erasure lots of censure for my silence as if it were about my ethics and not about his life
my bad
it was there when i was born. it waited for me. with time it interacted with other occurrence in life. it was replaced and was just coming back from time to time. Subjectivity took over the feeling of being punished. punishment is never the same. not for me, nor for you. punishment is being punished regardless of you being aware of it.
If I am punished, she thought, it is only because I deserve it. It is only my wickedness which warrants his need to discipline me. She told herself that, because, that was what he had taught her to believe. For every welt and weal and bruise was just the outward marking of her sins on her flesh, he told her that God would see her injuries and be glad his child was justly suffering for her crimes.
Her told her that because it made it so very, very easy. If she herself takes my punishments so glady, so willingly, he said to himself, I must truly be doing God’s work.
a way to cause pain, suffering. a consequence, perhaps sometimes a relief. Punish. could be a joke really. Pun. rhymes with fun. Punishment can be fun. right?
Crime and punishment in america is a sick and twisted thing. Some people do crimes far more horrendous than others, yet they are punished less harshly. Further, depending on your race, gender, or socio-economic background, this could have a huge impact on how you are punished by the criminal justice system.
The punishment was ludicrous. I was never to talk to her again, couldn’t even speak of her, yet she was still able to go on with her slutty ways?