The world has come to an end. For everything g that has occurred in the past it has been determined that the fault lies with the generation that was. Through the wheel of time this accusation has flowed continuously through the millennia and now we sit, unable to blame anyone.
Faulted, this is something that I try hard to not allow myself to feel. Fault, guilt, blame. None of these things are positive to me in any way.
It is in these words that I feel people get caught up, they don’t allow themselves to make space for the new and the good, rather they hold on to the bad.
Out with the old, in with the new. Make space for yourself to be who you are in the present, not who you “fault” yourself for being in the past.
Make space, for yourself.
Katie
He ran towards the block holding his pole at the ready. He placed to pole into the hole and vaulted over the bar. Oh no! He faulted (bum bum ching) over the bar! Knocking the bar loose the Skeleton King dropped to the mat in a pile of bones! It would take hours to put himself back together. But first he cast a fireball and melted the oncoming medical helpers. It was a warning to to any other would-be people who may deign to touch his bones.
I couldn’t be faulted, could I? It wasn’t the first time I’d scalped a ticket, nor would it be the last. If I’d really wanted to see a free-form jazz interpretation of Limp Bizkit’s third album, I would have gone. Instead, I decided I could really use the two dollars. Sue me.
It faulted and all i could think to do was panic how could this happen it was a fool proof plan and the button just didnt work and now we are stuck in this room and i think i am becoming colostophobic and if i die its not going to be with this dirtbag
The world has come to an end. For everything g that has occurred in the past it has been determined that the fault lies with the generation that was. Through the wheel of time this accusation has flowed continuously through the millennia and now we sit, unable to blame anyone.
mistake sorry repent apology committed errors misconduct false lies wrong incorrect
Faulted, this is something that I try hard to not allow myself to feel. Fault, guilt, blame. None of these things are positive to me in any way.
It is in these words that I feel people get caught up, they don’t allow themselves to make space for the new and the good, rather they hold on to the bad.
Out with the old, in with the new. Make space for yourself to be who you are in the present, not who you “fault” yourself for being in the past.
Make space, for yourself.
He ran towards the block holding his pole at the ready. He placed to pole into the hole and vaulted over the bar. Oh no! He faulted (bum bum ching) over the bar! Knocking the bar loose the Skeleton King dropped to the mat in a pile of bones! It would take hours to put himself back together. But first he cast a fireball and melted the oncoming medical helpers. It was a warning to to any other would-be people who may deign to touch his bones.
I couldn’t be faulted, could I? It wasn’t the first time I’d scalped a ticket, nor would it be the last. If I’d really wanted to see a free-form jazz interpretation of Limp Bizkit’s third album, I would have gone. Instead, I decided I could really use the two dollars. Sue me.
All I can think of is sports. I’ve made so many mistakes I wouldn’t know where to begin.
It faulted and all i could think to do was panic how could this happen it was a fool proof plan and the button just didnt work and now we are stuck in this room and i think i am becoming colostophobic and if i die its not going to be with this dirtbag