Trade is a thing you do with consumer goods. When I want something and I don’t want to have to pay for it, I trade. I once traded a paper clip for a house and it made me happy, but that is beside the point.
Everything in life is a trade-off. You get what you give. You get consequences for your actions, you get money for your work (although usually not enough), you get praise for your kindness, and you get scorn for your misdeeds. One exception is that sometimes you give love where it is not deserved, and you get love when it is not wanted, but sometimes, if you are lucky.. and in the right place and the right time.. Love meets in the middle. And that is the only trade you will ever need.
i thin of u when i hear the word trade, before you died u love trading pens with your work friends, i loved the way you smirked when u made a good trade, u brought the life in me
Last night, I watched two documentaries on the World Trade Center 9/11 tragedies. After watching both of these in an open-mouthed stupor, I read the commission reports, then the list of calls that loved ones got from the victims of the terrorist attack. I have no idea why I was so fascinated with such tragedy. Even a very small part of me wished I was there.
Trade. trade. Its means to trade. Like in the olden days when you trade slaves for better slaves and things like that. Like Black people trade koolaid for chicken nuggets. Trading Money for a personal Slave. Trading is like selling drugs to a underage kid, Giving a bartender the right to give underage kids a drink.
tradeing in 4th grade is like real world, u trade earasers and kids love it some wake up for it i didnt but some of my friends did
they would trade pens and such
give me something of somebody eles for something eles… baqrtering… getting rid of something. giving something away.. bored with it anf gettin rid of it. charity.. an exchange for money. and exchange for another object. getting rid of something. i traded my bike in for a car. i traded my unicorn in gor a donkey.. i got sea monkeys but they dident hatch noe i wan\ann trade them in.! stupid sea monkeys.! now im depressed.. i traded my big brt\other in for a small
Trade. it is a simple word, one that people use everyday, either doing it or actually doing it. It means to give something to someone in Exchange fro something that is more valuable to you. A lot of people do this a lot and it common without even thinking about it.
trading the trade is a tirade of fading the facade of the day is a day filled with trading and days of trade to fade away a time of tilled tasteless grade. i know in the newest new gnome of my knowledge the trade of today is tilled and orange.
trading is like indians and like when we were kids, trading lunches and thoughts and ideas and teaching each other new words and things about our bodies. trading is giving and taking and making sure everything is fair. even though it usually is not. nothing is fair. no two people finish happy.
I wouldn’t trade anyone in the world. They mean so much for me and I wouldn’t change/trade anything about them. I wouldn’t even trade the stuff I have. They are MINE and they will forever be. I wish trading would exist now a days because the economy would be so much better and fun though. Trading sounds pokemon-ish, don’tcha think? Well g’bye now. TRAAADEE !
I wouldn’t trade you for the world. It’s cliche as hell, but honestly at this point of us, while there are certain things I would change, like the last few weeks dealing with your mom, or our current living situation, we’re perfect. I just wish I could save you from it all and hope you’d think the same of me.
We can trade. I’ve died a cowards death a thousand times. Looking across the room at you with your blue eyes, your spit fire. We need something to happen, something must give because we have only been able to crack and break. You must be the thing I want the most. Forever.
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.”
I wrote a song about you. I called it Trade because I remembered you said it was your favorite word. I had asked you why thinking maybe it was because we had traded him for you but you said you just liked how it felt in your mouth. I wrote that song for you, I often wonder if you listened to it and thought of me.
I traded Pokemon cards when I was little. Man, those things were so awesome. Now the series is going downhill fast. The original Pokemon were so original and creative.
t r a d e lalalallalallalal t r a d e t.r.a.de. bla bla BLAHHHHHHH
tradeee. ttt rrr aaa ddd eee
ka;lkjdf;lkajsf;lakdf;lka
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r
a
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e nenene
aslkdfj;lkasfja;slkf
truuuadeeeuhhh
tru aiduhhh
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Whoa. Nice word for just now. Trade ((mistakes)). Trade ideas! That is progress! This HUGS debate competition is coming up- unbelievably huge, like, international. Of course these videos are meant to make you want to go but think about- ALL the ideas from around this giant world!…
I wouldn’t trade places with any of them and they know it so I am in danger at every turn, waiting for one to pounce and steal my life out from under me, pull me inside out into a duffle bag of hate.
trading is cool. trade stuff with other people. fair trade coffee is a good tactic. you can trade things on kijiji. don’t trade something then take it back, thats indian giving. please don’t trade that with me. trade awesome things with awesome people. traders are dumb. don’t trade something worth more value for something of less value.
It was an obvious one. “Tit for tat” as they say. But who they are has always been a mystery to me. Strange and his friends offered their gold, and I, in turn, place the yound man on his knees in front of them. “Sorry,” I whispered, “but if she’s going to survive…” He looked back at me, eyes mournful. It was at that moment I realized that this was wrong, but it was too late.
if i can trade all that i have for something that i dont have I wouldn’t because everything i have now is all that i will ever need in life and anything else that I obtain after today can truly be considered a bonus, life is beautiful.
fair trade. good trade. skilled trade. i will trade you 10 beer leos for 10 beerlaos. Trade sounds better than capitalism. i loved going to the barter circles at the rainbow gatherings. Now i trade Buddha pendants to drunk men in Thailand. I wouldn’t trade me life for anything!
I wouldn’t trade anything I have. I am completely happy of who I am. I am proud of my family and friends. And yes, I have flaws. But I know it’s what makes me special and unique.
Trade is something that many people have done over the ages, as in trading goods and marketing tools to baseball cards, pokemon cards, etc. Trade is a key thing in American’s lives as long as the rest of the world. It is a huge economic tool which helps countries flourish, or pushes countries to the dirt. Trade is a very important aspect of life as we know it today.
i’ll trade you jobs. i really don’t want to go to macy’s right now. but gotta make the $$$$, moving out doesn’t happen on its own.
i mean not if it’s a sewer job tho, that’s icky
I didn’t know what to do, everyone was bustling around me. I could hear people yelling out their bargains. What was I doing here? I knew this was a bad idea, but I needed to get rid of this dress. I had to, it held too many memories.
what i wouldn’t trade for the world is the same thing i am willing to give away. the trade between love and lust is killing me. i’m unsure the value of anything any more and have no understanding what i may regret or lose value on. lose a sense of belonging with. i would trade anything to know what it’s like to know what the fuck is going on in my own life. trade anything.
trade. I feel like it’s my life in one word. I trade something for something. always. I can never have both. It’s very frustrating. Most of the time, for some reason I will never understand, I am always trading a friend, for a different friend. I can never have both. Its like someone is alway fighting with me.
i’ve traded my life for a ‘better’ life
crossed the ocean
lost my friends
lost myself
traded “poverty” for “prosperity”
only to find myself never to have been poorer…
I used to think I wanted to trade lives with someone. Live their life for a day or two just to walk a mile in their shows, but now I know that I just need to be content with my life—no trade with any other person is going to be permanent and that is why I have to just take my life and what was given to me and accomplish everything that is put right in front of me. Live is twisted, but that’s what makes it interesting.
Trade is important. You give something than take something. Hopefully of equal value. Trade sucks when you get cheated. Trade my heart for a dollar, trade my house for a box. You know.
Trading means interaction with other people. It involves the trading of words, objects. Trade makes me think of international relations and social issues. It deals with the economy and sustaining the worlds needs and providing every different country with resources they wouldn’t usually be able to obtain.
It seemed a fair trade at the time. My freedom for yours. We both knew that the didn’t want you, he wanted someone. I never knew he would go this far.
Trade is a thing you do with consumer goods. When I want something and I don’t want to have to pay for it, I trade. I once traded a paper clip for a house and it made me happy, but that is beside the point.
Everything in life is a trade-off. You get what you give. You get consequences for your actions, you get money for your work (although usually not enough), you get praise for your kindness, and you get scorn for your misdeeds. One exception is that sometimes you give love where it is not deserved, and you get love when it is not wanted, but sometimes, if you are lucky.. and in the right place and the right time.. Love meets in the middle. And that is the only trade you will ever need.
i thin of u when i hear the word trade, before you died u love trading pens with your work friends, i loved the way you smirked when u made a good trade, u brought the life in me
Last night, I watched two documentaries on the World Trade Center 9/11 tragedies. After watching both of these in an open-mouthed stupor, I read the commission reports, then the list of calls that loved ones got from the victims of the terrorist attack. I have no idea why I was so fascinated with such tragedy. Even a very small part of me wished I was there.
Trade. trade. Its means to trade. Like in the olden days when you trade slaves for better slaves and things like that. Like Black people trade koolaid for chicken nuggets. Trading Money for a personal Slave. Trading is like selling drugs to a underage kid, Giving a bartender the right to give underage kids a drink.
tradeing in 4th grade is like real world, u trade earasers and kids love it some wake up for it i didnt but some of my friends did
they would trade pens and such
give me something of somebody eles for something eles… baqrtering… getting rid of something. giving something away.. bored with it anf gettin rid of it. charity.. an exchange for money. and exchange for another object. getting rid of something. i traded my bike in for a car. i traded my unicorn in gor a donkey.. i got sea monkeys but they dident hatch noe i wan\ann trade them in.! stupid sea monkeys.! now im depressed.. i traded my big brt\other in for a small
Trade. it is a simple word, one that people use everyday, either doing it or actually doing it. It means to give something to someone in Exchange fro something that is more valuable to you. A lot of people do this a lot and it common without even thinking about it.
trading the trade is a tirade of fading the facade of the day is a day filled with trading and days of trade to fade away a time of tilled tasteless grade. i know in the newest new gnome of my knowledge the trade of today is tilled and orange.
trading is like indians and like when we were kids, trading lunches and thoughts and ideas and teaching each other new words and things about our bodies. trading is giving and taking and making sure everything is fair. even though it usually is not. nothing is fair. no two people finish happy.
I wouldn’t trade anyone in the world. They mean so much for me and I wouldn’t change/trade anything about them. I wouldn’t even trade the stuff I have. They are MINE and they will forever be. I wish trading would exist now a days because the economy would be so much better and fun though. Trading sounds pokemon-ish, don’tcha think? Well g’bye now. TRAAADEE !
I wouldn’t trade you for the world. It’s cliche as hell, but honestly at this point of us, while there are certain things I would change, like the last few weeks dealing with your mom, or our current living situation, we’re perfect. I just wish I could save you from it all and hope you’d think the same of me.
Important factor in history. A common sense logical thing to do.
We can trade. I’ve died a cowards death a thousand times. Looking across the room at you with your blue eyes, your spit fire. We need something to happen, something must give because we have only been able to crack and break. You must be the thing I want the most. Forever.
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.”
I wrote a song about you. I called it Trade because I remembered you said it was your favorite word. I had asked you why thinking maybe it was because we had traded him for you but you said you just liked how it felt in your mouth. I wrote that song for you, I often wonder if you listened to it and thought of me.
“How much for the pen canisters?”
“Ten.”
“That’s too low.”
“I can give you a broken typewriter.” The Merchant said.
“What at all could I use a broken typewriter for?”
“Good for gun parts. Springs, bolts.”
I traded Pokemon cards when I was little. Man, those things were so awesome. Now the series is going downhill fast. The original Pokemon were so original and creative.
t r a d e lalalallalallalal t r a d e t.r.a.de. bla bla BLAHHHHHHH
tradeee. ttt rrr aaa ddd eee
ka;lkjdf;lkajsf;lakdf;lka
t
r
a
d
e nenene
aslkdfj;lkasfja;slkf
truuuadeeeuhhh
tru aiduhhh
yeah. skdfj;laksjf;lakfd;lkasfa;lksdjfa;lksdf;alkdjf;lkasdjfioewjr;lksdjflkjdsfljsf;lkajsdflkjas;fdlkj;saldfkj;asldfj;alkdjf;lakjflkdfj;lakfaldfja;lsfdj;lakjdflkasfdj;lkasfdjlakdjsf ;lkfj ;lkasfj lsfj ;lasdfkj aslfja;ldskjfoiewj;lksadj;lkadjf;lakdjf;lkjew;oij;sldkfmvcn;lakdsfj
Whoa. Nice word for just now. Trade ((mistakes)). Trade ideas! That is progress! This HUGS debate competition is coming up- unbelievably huge, like, international. Of course these videos are meant to make you want to go but think about- ALL the ideas from around this giant world!…
I wouldn’t trade places with any of them and they know it so I am in danger at every turn, waiting for one to pounce and steal my life out from under me, pull me inside out into a duffle bag of hate.
trading is cool. trade stuff with other people. fair trade coffee is a good tactic. you can trade things on kijiji. don’t trade something then take it back, thats indian giving. please don’t trade that with me. trade awesome things with awesome people. traders are dumb. don’t trade something worth more value for something of less value.
It was an obvious one. “Tit for tat” as they say. But who they are has always been a mystery to me. Strange and his friends offered their gold, and I, in turn, place the yound man on his knees in front of them. “Sorry,” I whispered, “but if she’s going to survive…” He looked back at me, eyes mournful. It was at that moment I realized that this was wrong, but it was too late.
if i can trade all that i have for something that i dont have I wouldn’t because everything i have now is all that i will ever need in life and anything else that I obtain after today can truly be considered a bonus, life is beautiful.
The man grabbed me by the ear and threw me to the other man. I then had a new owner. The trade had been finished.
the words “Free Trade Agreement” appear in almost every document i have to read for work. they’re the only words i can think of today.
fair trade. good trade. skilled trade. i will trade you 10 beer leos for 10 beerlaos. Trade sounds better than capitalism. i loved going to the barter circles at the rainbow gatherings. Now i trade Buddha pendants to drunk men in Thailand. I wouldn’t trade me life for anything!
I wouldn’t trade anything I have. I am completely happy of who I am. I am proud of my family and friends. And yes, I have flaws. But I know it’s what makes me special and unique.
Trade is something that many people have done over the ages, as in trading goods and marketing tools to baseball cards, pokemon cards, etc. Trade is a key thing in American’s lives as long as the rest of the world. It is a huge economic tool which helps countries flourish, or pushes countries to the dirt. Trade is a very important aspect of life as we know it today.
“trade?” he said with a grin.
“yes, i want to give you everything in turn for nothing”
Her eyes were cold and blank and he couldn’t understand.
i’ll trade you jobs. i really don’t want to go to macy’s right now. but gotta make the $$$$, moving out doesn’t happen on its own.
i mean not if it’s a sewer job tho, that’s icky
I didn’t know what to do, everyone was bustling around me. I could hear people yelling out their bargains. What was I doing here? I knew this was a bad idea, but I needed to get rid of this dress. I had to, it held too many memories.
what i wouldn’t trade for the world is the same thing i am willing to give away. the trade between love and lust is killing me. i’m unsure the value of anything any more and have no understanding what i may regret or lose value on. lose a sense of belonging with. i would trade anything to know what it’s like to know what the fuck is going on in my own life. trade anything.
trade. I feel like it’s my life in one word. I trade something for something. always. I can never have both. It’s very frustrating. Most of the time, for some reason I will never understand, I am always trading a friend, for a different friend. I can never have both. Its like someone is alway fighting with me.
i’ve traded my life for a ‘better’ life
crossed the ocean
lost my friends
lost myself
traded “poverty” for “prosperity”
only to find myself never to have been poorer…
I used to think I wanted to trade lives with someone. Live their life for a day or two just to walk a mile in their shows, but now I know that I just need to be content with my life—no trade with any other person is going to be permanent and that is why I have to just take my life and what was given to me and accomplish everything that is put right in front of me. Live is twisted, but that’s what makes it interesting.
Trade is important. You give something than take something. Hopefully of equal value. Trade sucks when you get cheated. Trade my heart for a dollar, trade my house for a box. You know.
Trading means interaction with other people. It involves the trading of words, objects. Trade makes me think of international relations and social issues. It deals with the economy and sustaining the worlds needs and providing every different country with resources they wouldn’t usually be able to obtain.
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