The most trusted thing in life is life itself. You know you’re alive, you know you are going to die. Thats as basic as it gets. Those are the inevitabilities you witness everyday. Life and death go hand in hand.
I trusted you. It’s that plain and simple. I even let this trust extend when you betrayed me and you tell everyone that I can’t be trusted? How amazing is that?! Trust is never as complicated as people make it. Nor is it as hard. It just takes effort.
is all i want to be. No one trusts me and I trust no one. what does trust really mean? is full trust possible? If i knew that I was trusted, i would hold nothing back. I would be a friend as well as have one. I would open up and be free. I would be lighter. Instead, I am so worried about not being trusted that nothing comes out of me. I sit in silence. I sit in refusal to trust and be trusted.
my mother is my most trusted confidante. She knows everything about me yet the world has no news about it. Its a big surprise that although I trust her so mcuh but sometimes I hesitate to sdhare certain things with her. Like I did with Prayas. I was afraid of telling her about him as I knew that she will be initially hurt. But now I am happy that I trusted her and today am happily married with Prayas.
I trusted her, I thought she was worth it. Turns out that even the best of us can be blind. Trusted, what a magnificent devil of a word. If only we could know before we trusted just how it can turn out. And yet the human spirit will always keep trusting, it will always relearn and forgive and trust again. Maybe with the same results. Maybe with worse results. All I know is that this person made me sick, ruined me, and I trusted her.
Trust is such a fruitless endeavor. To trust anyone is to give them the opportunity to really make it hurt when they stab you in the back. To have trusted is to have left yourself vulnerable and open for attack.
I trusted him with all my might. Willed myself to do so. It was the only way I would survive.
So there, as I rushed through the muddied fields and beelined behind him through the trees, blinking the heavy drops of rain from my eyes, I gazed straight at his back. He guided me without a word. Only the sounds of our footsteps and the rain could be heard all around us, filling what otherwise would be empty and tense silence.
He was everything to me in that moment. I trusted him, and it was a bond he wasn’t going to take away. Fleeting, broken, limpid, shallow – everything my relationship with the others had been, my relationship with him was not. I watched him warily despite the sudden openness in my heart, and it was light everything was pouring out behind those guarded eyes. All of the fear, all of the insecurities, everything I had tried to hide from him was suddenly there for everyone to see.
My most trusted friend is the person who is the closest to my heart right now. I smile every now and then when the thought of this person enters my mind. How he’s doing, what he’s doing, If he’s just alright.
They think they can trust me – I am not one to be trusted.
Who am I?
I am all that you know.
Every relationship, friendship, collegue, classmate and boss.
I am gossip, hearsay, talk.
You think you know me?
Do you trust me?
I trusted. Once. Well, maybe more than once, but one big time when it was broken. Badly. The most difficult thing after that was learning to trust me again. My judgment.
I’ve trusted a lot of people.
Gave them my life n the palm of their hands.
It never works out.
I always get hurt. Which makes me sad.
My heart is in pain sometime from the trust I’ve gotten taken away from me
But…..life goes on.
Not often, but enough that it’s worth mentioning. Past midnight right after I’ve gotten into the deeps of REM, he’ll honk one out and wake me up. If I told him he’d laugh and be embarrassed and ask me every morning if he snored, so instead of bringing it up I just smirk and turn over and try to sleep again.
Unless I’m angry, then I hit him and don’t say why.
there was a beauty about him, a silent terror that coursed through his veins and erupted onto his skin. yet to touch it was something divine, an addiction that wedged it’s way into my heart like a sweet knife.
I’ve trusted you! You shouldn’t have let me down!
Why should I come back to you? Our relationship wouldn’t be the way it was before you slept with my sister! Even a mean creature like you could understand that our life together is over! Don’t ever call or try to see me again. I’m leaving you. I will stay the next months with my mothers. Please – do not make that face as if you spilled something on the kitchen floor. I knew, there’s something between you and Gloria and now my fears have come true. I’m not surprised and I’m not really angry either. I am somehow glad that the time of ignorance of mine is over and I can start all over again. You won’t see me again in this vulnerable constitution. That is the last time we see each other. Goodbye.
Something you will never be called, because it is a term that means so much to so many, you can never be to all at once, betrayal is to trusted like shadow to light. Defining.
Who is to be trusted? Who doesn’t have ulterior motives? Trust belongs to those who seek to improve the world around them before the condition of their own lives.
I just wrote about this. I read some other entries. Now that I know what this is about I’ll say that I’ve betrayed someones trust. Someone immensely important to me. They give me several chances to regain it. I failed.
Who is to be trusted? Who doesn’t have ulterior motives? No one serves others anymore. America especially, has raised a generation of self serving children that expects life to be served to them on a silver platter. Trust belongs to those who seek to improve the world around them before the condition of their own lives.
fairy washing powder and knickers from m and s and expensive shoes and books by barbara comyns and the rich tea biscuit smell of babies and kryptonite D locks for my bike and whole foods and the sea and the animals especially seals and otters and dr primavesi and susan and black london taxis and yellow new york ones and our little blue car thats the colour of the sky in Greece and land that has claimed me for its own and you…… malgre tout
I thought about all the times that I t-r-u-s-t-e-d you. I remember how good it felt to let you feel the same way. but I guess it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. it’s gained so quickly but once trusted and once loved, regret is normally what follows.
I trusted you to be kind to me, to look after me, and you let me down. But i won’t let that stop me trusting other people: cynicism about the rest of humanity isn’t my style.
people are trusted, people of a nation trust their lives in the hands of the soldiers, so the soldiers need to uphold their trust. It is imperative that the soldiers maintain integrity and work for their natnnasdion
I trusted you and now somehow,
This trust has faded down and out.
I trusted you within the throng,
Of people who had done me wrong.
I trusted you above all else,
Put faith in you and asked for help.
I trusted you and now it’s time,
To trust myself to take what’s mine.
to be in a position that you can be relied on.For the other person to know that you can deliver on time can keep a promise & that you are loyal to them at all times
I trusted you to be my light.
I trusted you to guide my life.
I trusted you with all I am.
I trusted you and gave my hand.
I trusted you to reciprocate.
I trusted you to consolidate.
I trusted you to take my pain.
I trusted you to play my game.
I trusted you to stay alive.
I trusted you and now I cry.
there are many people I wish I had never trusted. but then again, if i hadn’t trusted them in the first place I would never had known they couldn’t be trusted.
I trusted her not to break my heart.
I trusted her not to take my love away.
I trusted her not to scream at me.
I trusted her to always be with me.
I trusted her to never leave me here.
I trusted her to release all my fears.
I trusted her to live each day.
I trusted her but she faded away.
i trusted you. you let me down. i let you do it because i thought maybe youd stop. i spoke up. i cried. you stopped. i hate that i trusted you. how could i? you said you loved me. i didnt love you back. why should i not trust you. its in the past. youre in the past.
The most trusted thing in life is life itself. You know you’re alive, you know you are going to die. Thats as basic as it gets. Those are the inevitabilities you witness everyday. Life and death go hand in hand.
I trusted you. It’s that plain and simple. I even let this trust extend when you betrayed me and you tell everyone that I can’t be trusted? How amazing is that?! Trust is never as complicated as people make it. Nor is it as hard. It just takes effort.
is all i want to be. No one trusts me and I trust no one. what does trust really mean? is full trust possible? If i knew that I was trusted, i would hold nothing back. I would be a friend as well as have one. I would open up and be free. I would be lighter. Instead, I am so worried about not being trusted that nothing comes out of me. I sit in silence. I sit in refusal to trust and be trusted.
No man can be trusted. You can only trust in God. His word will never fail. He will never disappoint you. I only tust in Him.
my mother is my most trusted confidante. She knows everything about me yet the world has no news about it. Its a big surprise that although I trust her so mcuh but sometimes I hesitate to sdhare certain things with her. Like I did with Prayas. I was afraid of telling her about him as I knew that she will be initially hurt. But now I am happy that I trusted her and today am happily married with Prayas.
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I trusted her, I thought she was worth it. Turns out that even the best of us can be blind. Trusted, what a magnificent devil of a word. If only we could know before we trusted just how it can turn out. And yet the human spirit will always keep trusting, it will always relearn and forgive and trust again. Maybe with the same results. Maybe with worse results. All I know is that this person made me sick, ruined me, and I trusted her.
Trust is such a fruitless endeavor. To trust anyone is to give them the opportunity to really make it hurt when they stab you in the back. To have trusted is to have left yourself vulnerable and open for attack.
I trusted him with all my might. Willed myself to do so. It was the only way I would survive.
So there, as I rushed through the muddied fields and beelined behind him through the trees, blinking the heavy drops of rain from my eyes, I gazed straight at his back. He guided me without a word. Only the sounds of our footsteps and the rain could be heard all around us, filling what otherwise would be empty and tense silence.
He was everything to me in that moment. I trusted him, and it was a bond he wasn’t going to take away. Fleeting, broken, limpid, shallow – everything my relationship with the others had been, my relationship with him was not. I watched him warily despite the sudden openness in my heart, and it was light everything was pouring out behind those guarded eyes. All of the fear, all of the insecurities, everything I had tried to hide from him was suddenly there for everyone to see.
My most trusted friend is the person who is the closest to my heart right now. I smile every now and then when the thought of this person enters my mind. How he’s doing, what he’s doing, If he’s just alright.
They think they can trust me – I am not one to be trusted.
Who am I?
I am all that you know.
Every relationship, friendship, collegue, classmate and boss.
I am gossip, hearsay, talk.
You think you know me?
Do you trust me?
friends family partner teachers responsibility food
People love to be trusted, butnot many have what it takes to b a trusted indiidual
I trusted. Once. Well, maybe more than once, but one big time when it was broken. Badly. The most difficult thing after that was learning to trust me again. My judgment.
“That old lady just give me the finger,” Fred thought to himself.
And to think he trusted himself enough not to give her his two.
when i truly trust i have high expectations.
trust no one except instinct – Buddah
I’ve trusted a lot of people.
Gave them my life n the palm of their hands.
It never works out.
I always get hurt. Which makes me sad.
My heart is in pain sometime from the trust I’ve gotten taken away from me
But…..life goes on.
Sometimes my boyfriend snores.
Not often, but enough that it’s worth mentioning. Past midnight right after I’ve gotten into the deeps of REM, he’ll honk one out and wake me up. If I told him he’d laugh and be embarrassed and ask me every morning if he snored, so instead of bringing it up I just smirk and turn over and try to sleep again.
Unless I’m angry, then I hit him and don’t say why.
there was a beauty about him, a silent terror that coursed through his veins and erupted onto his skin. yet to touch it was something divine, an addiction that wedged it’s way into my heart like a sweet knife.
I’ve trusted you! You shouldn’t have let me down!
Why should I come back to you? Our relationship wouldn’t be the way it was before you slept with my sister! Even a mean creature like you could understand that our life together is over! Don’t ever call or try to see me again. I’m leaving you. I will stay the next months with my mothers. Please – do not make that face as if you spilled something on the kitchen floor. I knew, there’s something between you and Gloria and now my fears have come true. I’m not surprised and I’m not really angry either. I am somehow glad that the time of ignorance of mine is over and I can start all over again. You won’t see me again in this vulnerable constitution. That is the last time we see each other. Goodbye.
you being a trsuted guy, i dosent mean stupid but you must think abut in who you trust or not somethimes a little lie ist not that bad as you think.
Something you will never be called, because it is a term that means so much to so many, you can never be to all at once, betrayal is to trusted like shadow to light. Defining.
I like that word. Brings a feeling of comfort and safety.
Who is to be trusted? Who doesn’t have ulterior motives? Trust belongs to those who seek to improve the world around them before the condition of their own lives.
I just wrote about this. I read some other entries. Now that I know what this is about I’ll say that I’ve betrayed someones trust. Someone immensely important to me. They give me several chances to regain it. I failed.
Who is to be trusted? Who doesn’t have ulterior motives? No one serves others anymore. America especially, has raised a generation of self serving children that expects life to be served to them on a silver platter. Trust belongs to those who seek to improve the world around them before the condition of their own lives.
trusted..some is ‘trusted’ . I trusted them. Trusted is the past term for trust.
fairy washing powder and knickers from m and s and expensive shoes and books by barbara comyns and the rich tea biscuit smell of babies and kryptonite D locks for my bike and whole foods and the sea and the animals especially seals and otters and dr primavesi and susan and black london taxis and yellow new york ones and our little blue car thats the colour of the sky in Greece and land that has claimed me for its own and you…… malgre tout
I thought about all the times that I t-r-u-s-t-e-d you. I remember how good it felt to let you feel the same way. but I guess it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. it’s gained so quickly but once trusted and once loved, regret is normally what follows.
friend associate. colleague. girlfriend. my mom. secret. therapist.
I trusted you to be kind to me, to look after me, and you let me down. But i won’t let that stop me trusting other people: cynicism about the rest of humanity isn’t my style.
people are trusted, people of a nation trust their lives in the hands of the soldiers, so the soldiers need to uphold their trust. It is imperative that the soldiers maintain integrity and work for their natnnasdion
some are never to be trusted.
Some, just are.
What is trust?
truth?
I trusted you and now somehow,
This trust has faded down and out.
I trusted you within the throng,
Of people who had done me wrong.
I trusted you above all else,
Put faith in you and asked for help.
I trusted you and now it’s time,
To trust myself to take what’s mine.
to be in a position that you can be relied on.For the other person to know that you can deliver on time can keep a promise & that you are loyal to them at all times
I trusted you to be my light.
I trusted you to guide my life.
I trusted you with all I am.
I trusted you and gave my hand.
I trusted you to reciprocate.
I trusted you to consolidate.
I trusted you to take my pain.
I trusted you to play my game.
I trusted you to stay alive.
I trusted you and now I cry.
there are many people I wish I had never trusted. but then again, if i hadn’t trusted them in the first place I would never had known they couldn’t be trusted.
I trusted her not to break my heart.
I trusted her not to take my love away.
I trusted her not to scream at me.
I trusted her to always be with me.
I trusted her to never leave me here.
I trusted her to release all my fears.
I trusted her to live each day.
I trusted her but she faded away.
i trusted you. you let me down. i let you do it because i thought maybe youd stop. i spoke up. i cried. you stopped. i hate that i trusted you. how could i? you said you loved me. i didnt love you back. why should i not trust you. its in the past. youre in the past.