stagnate

December 23rd, 2015

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19 Responses to “stagnate”

  1. #1 You weren’t fair
    You never were
    You want it all
    But thats not fair
    I gave you life
    I gave my all
    You weren’t there
    You let me fall
    by Tessa Young

  2. There is nothing
    The glass of whiskey sitting in the cold, silent window
    There is nothing
    No breath
    The mug of tea perched on the hard, tired bookcase
    There is nothing
    No heartbeat
    No pulse
    There

    Nothing

    xcx
  3. If there is one thing that I both revile and fear, is to be stagnate. Being stagnate means that you’re not growing and developing. To me, if you’re not growing and developing, that means you’re dying. No matter the ability, age, maturity, I always want to keep growing.

  4. stagnate mean still i think. one time i was walking and my brother scared me and it left me stagnate. um um um. i like watermelon. Stagnant is cool i guess. blah blah blah. coolness yeah stagnate. i like to

  5. don’t allow the proliferation of possibilities to stilt your metamorphosis. “dear diary: I must take risks. I must not be afraid of failure.” it is not in books or minds that you will find salvation – you must seek it in the everyday, the mundane, in relationship and in adventure. even hamlet had to act eventually, escape his own head and the sanctuary of his notebooks. “what is the matter, my lord?” “between whom?” between whom indeed.

  6. Everything remained still. Not still. Stale. She walked around the empty house, trying to make the noise of her feet have more impact on the silent soundscape of the world around her. It worked a little. She finally reached the bedroom and flipped on all the lights she could find.

  7. I left the tea on the table for at least a week. Even the idea of moving made me feel fargtuie. It felt life had lose the little spark it once had.

  8. It felt like his life hadn’t changed at all for three years now. And the funny thing is, that he only just noticed. He was okay with it five minutes ago. Before all of his high school friends told them what they were up to now. Damn them.

  9. It wasn’t his fault the economy had stagnated for about three years now. The signs had been there, they had just been too dumb to notice it. They had a growth of 0.1% for two years, before the percentage got even smaller. And now they all freak out about it.

    M. Rogers
  10. look upon the light
    as the darkness flight
    the time is right
    to try is trite
    a beautiful stagnate
    a boredom i can’t relate
    stillness inspires hate
    the past is passed
    last to procrastinate

    matt
  11. ‘Tis the season, the season of joy and merrymaking. The season of renewed hopes and countless wishes. The season of togetherness and kindliness.
    Not of routine work and boredom, and surely not of stagnant phases ceasing to end. She’d accepted the reality of her situation long before she could even start dreaming of her perfect Christmas. She was living it, and she knew no other way out.

    kyungsoo
  12. Once again, John had let his hopes and dreams stagnate in a pool of unformed ambitions and depressive lack of motivations. It will be different next year, he thought, but the longer he waited, the fewer next years there were.

    Timn
  13. We’re at a stalemate. It has never happened before. Sometimes he would win the argument because he felt stronger about it that I did, other times I would win because he was too tired, at other times, again one or another would win through force, or intellect, or heaven forbid, because one of us was right, but this time, we just can’t seem to reach an agreement. It’s been months, and its hurting us. We’ve stopped and now we’re stagnating.

  14. I don’t get it

  15. i guess i am, usually. Well actually, not lately. I’m grinding man, I’m moving, I’m making moves. I’m clearing drains, and rolling down the river like CRR on LSD smoking THC in a B E D !

  16. Bah.

    Abigail
  17. There was a quiet whistling in the ancient town of Malighton, in which the water was frozen over, thick as butter. The man in charge was a bearded heathen whom, coupled with his dark skin and yellowing eyes, provided the butt of jokes throughout the local community.

    Abigail
  18. I couldn’t let myself stagnate. It was important to always improve. After becoming immortal, it was easy to get bored and lethargic. Many others had succumbed to this early on. The ones like me, the ones who kept learning, were the ones to truly thrive.

    Laim
  19. Once a fun, engaging experience, Mister Charleton’s math class had stagnated into a cold, monotonous part of the day, the stillness of the room proof enough that all the livelihood had been sucked away from the air as if slurped through a wide, noisy straw. And every student knew why. It was no secret that Charleton’s husband, the ever charming and jovial Alan Schmidt, had left him after fifteen years, having participated in multiple affairs behind the poor man’s back.

    Belinda Roddie