Will you ever get it? Everyone desires it at one moment or another. But rarely is it ever truly achieved. Its what you beg for from your parents, change yourself for when you’re with friends, fight for in relationships. But the only approval you really need to validate your existence is your own.
Many people seek approval from others.
You have to get approval for many things in life. Approval for this, approval for that
Parents have to give their approval
When all we really need to think about is having the approval of a higher being.
PSC
samopisem i ako mi ne treba nikakva dozvola. ni ne razmisljam sta cu sledece napisati. evo sad sam pomislila. ovo je prethodno smisljeno,i tako.. nemam pojma sta vise da pisem i bas me zanima zasto uopste ja ovo radim. aj bas da vidimo.
ninule
some people need approval from their parents and stuff and they crave it. I don’t because I can’t really care what they think and I try hard to not care what other people think of me. Except for my friends. Well, like, I care what they think and they care, too. so that’s okay.
Macy
I am always looking for people’s approval. I am not sure why because all that really matters is what I think. Approval is over rated. You cannot make everyone happy after all. I am sure someday I will decided that I don’t need your approval to stop needing your approval.
Drew
She craved it. She needed it. She desired it. Working her ass off for straight A’s. Spending time at the Animal Shelter. Anything and everything it took for her parent’s approval. A 4.3 GPA wouldn’t do, make it a 4.4. More AP classes, longer working hours. It was never enough, and it never will be.
What a waste of words.
The writer, my love– he paused, inhaled his incensed cigar– should not seek approval.
But as he continued to drawl, all she could think of was how she, the tightrope walker, balanced the thread, did her tricks– and with every acrobatic feat, she turned and beamed; they loved her work, she did it exceptionally well– she didn’t write to stir the masses, or to disgruntle them, although it could happen in the process, nay: she wrote, full of love.
Approval is something that we all seek for in our lives, day to day. We all want it in some way or another. Sometimes its good, but most of the time, we want approval from people who really do not matter to us in the end. Life is like this.
Kaity Henle
It said just write and so I am. This is such a great idea. Good thing I am a pretty good typist, or else I’d not get too far on 60 seconds. Today was okay, but I hope tomorrow is better. So that is all I have to say, I hope all are having a great Saturday! And to follow, a very good week. I hope my pain in my back goes away, and that my legs stop being numb.
marie
Approval is what all humans strive for. To feel a part of something, perhaps something bigger than they really are, or bigger than what they can admit to themselves. Approval is what helps us sleep at night, hoping that it will suffice enough to keep the nightmares away, maybe not forever, but just enough to keep us in a temporary slumber.
Lorain
approval. denial. you need approval to go possibly anywhere. from your parents, friends, boy friends, girl friends, teachers, etc. life functions on this very term. you propose-approval.
Niharika Gulati
Approval is what we all crave in some shape or form. Our amount of need for it differs.
I approve of gay and lesbian marriage. I approve of forgiveness. I approve of speaking ones mind. I approve of telling the truth. I approve of living life to one’s wish. I approve of many things. I approve of myself. I approve.
Isobel
There she sat on the balcony over looking the dingy parking lot, foggy with humidity that softened the street lights. Around her waist was the arms of a stranger, taking drags of a cig and blowing smoke into her hair. His chest vibrating against her back as he hummed to the smoke. And the deck smelled like ash, the air like dew, and her clothes like chlorine and vodka. Her skin was dusted with salt and dirt from the previous night; it layered into a caky matte finish around the thin hairs on her arms. A ringing still buzzed from the shock of silence after hours of loud reggae and ska music blaring over four foot tall speakers. Her panties were still wet from a minute ago. And she stood back on her heels. contemplating what had just happened.
He lowered a blunt in front of her face as an offering.
i don’t want approval and I really do not need approval. I don’t think it’s somehting that would benefit me. I hate that I am always looking for it from others. I want to break away from the notion that I need to get it from everyone else. raaaah, why am I always so desperate to have everyone approve of how I look, what I do, what I say, what I don’t say, and how I live?
t
“Do you have his approval?”
Lawrence lowered his glass and looked at me. The music was loud and grating, so I wouldn’t have been surprised if he hadn’t heard me.
“Approval?”
“Yeah.”
“Approval for what?”
I gave him a somber gaze. “Marrying his sister.”
My friend laughed. “The Hell, man? I don’t need Brian’s damn permission.”
“Not permission. Approval.”
Belinda Roddie
Who doesn’t want to seek approval? Who doesn’t want their parent’s to look at them dotingly and say, “she’s my daughter?” Who doesn’t want to be everything everyone wants you to be?
So what happens when you disappoint? What happens when rather than churning cute, apple cheeked grand-kids, you want to bury your fingers knuckle deep in your supposedly male, but actually very much (deliciously so) female boyfriend…What then?
HallowAvengence
I didn’t need approval from my best friend’s boyfriend to be her friend…he’s always been such a douche and he’s starting to piss me off so much. I just don’t listen to him but now it’s really starting to get to me. The other day I felt like screaming and cussing him out, but I’m a good person…I hope so? -sighs-
It’s so tiring, hunting for your approval among the grunts and eyes ceiling-ward and talking over me. You know, every time you don’t listen to me, it’s like another rejection. Every time you decide you’re not interested, or you know more than I do, or you’ve already heard all about it, it’s like a letter telling me I wasn’t good enough and didn’t get in. I try to just carry on, listen to you instead or change the subject. It doesn’t really work, not even for moment or two. Because every time you do it, it reminds me of all the other times and it takes me half a second to push that hurt down on top of the others. You know, one day the pile’s going to get too tall.
I am breathing this jealousy, this wishing and wanting and not having. In ways I do not even understand, with echoes that seem like mirrored laughing faces. They jest, they do not believe in the darkness that I am capable of conjuring and convincing to consume everything that is good about you and me. I know the root of this giant, creeping vine, and I have seen how deep it goes. And I know that all it takes is your approval to cut it to the bone.
dont have it. but everybody wants it. once you get it, it isn’t worth it. just something to yearn for, and regret.
Harleen Chatha
Approval is what you make of it depending on the respect that you have for the person you seek it from. I can’t decide wether to give it more than to receive it, but either way, it is a chance to show respect for one another.
Poops McGee
“Its not like I need your approval or anything, but I just thought I’d run it by you. You know, just in case.”
“In case of what?”
“You know, terrible things, and stuff… In case it’s illegal or stupid. Or pointless”
“Show me then.”
” Ermm, you know.. it doesn’t matter. I’ll ask someone else.”
The last time I was faced with an opportunity for approval, I soiled myself. Walking down the street at a pace I can’t explain without assimilating verbs used in the latin ages, and let me tell you, it was quite a day. Sun was shining. Rain was falling. I’ve never known such things to fall from the sky while one is amidst the experience of soiling one’s self. But as the girls looked, and dare I say, with approval, they smiled. For I am the king of soiling myself. And the poo trickles down my pants. And then hits the ground with a splash.
FartsMcGee
There are a lot many things for doing which we should take our parents’ approval.They know
romi
We need to take approval of our parents to do things.Taking approval from them shows our respect for them.There’s nothing wrong in doing it.
romi
“God my dad just can’t understand! I try so hard to be what he wants. I just want his approval of what I want to do in life. Is that so hard to ask?” Blaine cried, curling into his boyfriend’s side.
“No,” Kurt said firmly. “I promise you someday he’ll understand.”
Natalie
i think everyone should have approval no matter what
it keeps you going doesn’t it its nice
its just what you need to get on with life
without approval you feel unloved
like no none cares about you
i hope i have everyones approval i really really do.
Lorren
why do we need approval on deviantart ?
isn’t art different for anyone ?
how can one or a team decide what’s good and what’s not ?
we need another form of protection against spam.
Approval. Nothing fun for me.
She took a pen and a piece of sheet. Held her cross tight! She didn’t know how to write it. But she had to take her father’s approval. She opened the bottle and gulped it down and fell on the stairs of the chapel .
Sainee
I don’t want your approval. I want to be a rebel. I’ll do the opposite of all convention and no matter what it takes, I will become king. Then I won’t need anyone’s approval for anything. I won’t need anyone except for my servants and my queen.
Libby
I need my parents approval for nothing. I approve of that. Do you approve?
Iyana
They weren’t sure of what was going on, but as they looked around them at the pleased grins people sent their way, they knew it was good. It was an ecstatic feeling, really, something like /belonging/. They never thought they’d get this sort of response, but now that it was over, they didn’t regret it one bit.
Gabi
The hardest thing is to ask for approval after you’ve done something wrong. Yelled at your parents because they just can’t SEE what they’re doing WRONG! And then in the middle of storming away, you remember that the whole reason you came downstairs in the first place was to ask for approval.
i don’t need anyone’s approval in life, ever.
I don’t need anyone to tell me what to do or where i can go. I don’t need anyone in life, I’m on my own. I don’t need my parents my family, friends or him. I never needed him.
mee123
I don’t seek your approval; I don’t seek anyone’s approval. I am a girl who is on top of the world. Short dresses and confident compliments; I like how you say it. Living life on the wiild side and I’m never going to forget it. Animal of the parties dressed in geeksheek, taking off her disguise. Leopards can’t change their spots; but they can paint them for a while.
Seeking approval, its just all to common in the wold today where their own judgements and likes are usurped by the masses, the evergrowing hive mind of people. It’s such a flawed system to have others determine your worth, as nobody wants anybody to be worth more than themselves.
Alex G.
I just wanted to be happy, to chase my dream, but I was scared. I was scared that people would look down on me, that they would look at me and say, “hey, that’s that girl who dropped out of college to be a writer. Isn’t she crazy?” And then I realized… it didn’t really matter. I was going to do it anyway. Their opinions couldn’t change my mind.
I only want my nana’s approval in everything I do. But we don’t agree on anything!I wish I could just be what she wants! She’s always trying to change me and “help” me. I don’t know what to do.
Will you ever get it? Everyone desires it at one moment or another. But rarely is it ever truly achieved. Its what you beg for from your parents, change yourself for when you’re with friends, fight for in relationships. But the only approval you really need to validate your existence is your own.
Many people seek approval from others.
You have to get approval for many things in life. Approval for this, approval for that
Parents have to give their approval
When all we really need to think about is having the approval of a higher being.
samopisem i ako mi ne treba nikakva dozvola. ni ne razmisljam sta cu sledece napisati. evo sad sam pomislila. ovo je prethodno smisljeno,i tako.. nemam pojma sta vise da pisem i bas me zanima zasto uopste ja ovo radim. aj bas da vidimo.
some people need approval from their parents and stuff and they crave it. I don’t because I can’t really care what they think and I try hard to not care what other people think of me. Except for my friends. Well, like, I care what they think and they care, too. so that’s okay.
I am always looking for people’s approval. I am not sure why because all that really matters is what I think. Approval is over rated. You cannot make everyone happy after all. I am sure someday I will decided that I don’t need your approval to stop needing your approval.
She craved it. She needed it. She desired it. Working her ass off for straight A’s. Spending time at the Animal Shelter. Anything and everything it took for her parent’s approval. A 4.3 GPA wouldn’t do, make it a 4.4. More AP classes, longer working hours. It was never enough, and it never will be.
Approval:
First we seek approval, then we hope it doesn’t matter, then we hope we don’t get approval. Or reverse this for men.
What a waste of words.
The writer, my love– he paused, inhaled his incensed cigar– should not seek approval.
But as he continued to drawl, all she could think of was how she, the tightrope walker, balanced the thread, did her tricks– and with every acrobatic feat, she turned and beamed; they loved her work, she did it exceptionally well– she didn’t write to stir the masses, or to disgruntle them, although it could happen in the process, nay: she wrote, full of love.
Approval is something that we all seek for in our lives, day to day. We all want it in some way or another. Sometimes its good, but most of the time, we want approval from people who really do not matter to us in the end. Life is like this.
It said just write and so I am. This is such a great idea. Good thing I am a pretty good typist, or else I’d not get too far on 60 seconds. Today was okay, but I hope tomorrow is better. So that is all I have to say, I hope all are having a great Saturday! And to follow, a very good week. I hope my pain in my back goes away, and that my legs stop being numb.
Approval is what all humans strive for. To feel a part of something, perhaps something bigger than they really are, or bigger than what they can admit to themselves. Approval is what helps us sleep at night, hoping that it will suffice enough to keep the nightmares away, maybe not forever, but just enough to keep us in a temporary slumber.
approval. denial. you need approval to go possibly anywhere. from your parents, friends, boy friends, girl friends, teachers, etc. life functions on this very term. you propose-approval.
Approval is what we all crave in some shape or form. Our amount of need for it differs.
I approve of gay and lesbian marriage. I approve of forgiveness. I approve of speaking ones mind. I approve of telling the truth. I approve of living life to one’s wish. I approve of many things. I approve of myself. I approve.
There she sat on the balcony over looking the dingy parking lot, foggy with humidity that softened the street lights. Around her waist was the arms of a stranger, taking drags of a cig and blowing smoke into her hair. His chest vibrating against her back as he hummed to the smoke. And the deck smelled like ash, the air like dew, and her clothes like chlorine and vodka. Her skin was dusted with salt and dirt from the previous night; it layered into a caky matte finish around the thin hairs on her arms. A ringing still buzzed from the shock of silence after hours of loud reggae and ska music blaring over four foot tall speakers. Her panties were still wet from a minute ago. And she stood back on her heels. contemplating what had just happened.
He lowered a blunt in front of her face as an offering.
“no”
The only time she drew the line.
i don’t want approval and I really do not need approval. I don’t think it’s somehting that would benefit me. I hate that I am always looking for it from others. I want to break away from the notion that I need to get it from everyone else. raaaah, why am I always so desperate to have everyone approve of how I look, what I do, what I say, what I don’t say, and how I live?
“Do you have his approval?”
Lawrence lowered his glass and looked at me. The music was loud and grating, so I wouldn’t have been surprised if he hadn’t heard me.
“Approval?”
“Yeah.”
“Approval for what?”
I gave him a somber gaze. “Marrying his sister.”
My friend laughed. “The Hell, man? I don’t need Brian’s damn permission.”
“Not permission. Approval.”
Who doesn’t want to seek approval? Who doesn’t want their parent’s to look at them dotingly and say, “she’s my daughter?” Who doesn’t want to be everything everyone wants you to be?
So what happens when you disappoint? What happens when rather than churning cute, apple cheeked grand-kids, you want to bury your fingers knuckle deep in your supposedly male, but actually very much (deliciously so) female boyfriend…What then?
I didn’t need approval from my best friend’s boyfriend to be her friend…he’s always been such a douche and he’s starting to piss me off so much. I just don’t listen to him but now it’s really starting to get to me. The other day I felt like screaming and cussing him out, but I’m a good person…I hope so? -sighs-
It’s so tiring, hunting for your approval among the grunts and eyes ceiling-ward and talking over me. You know, every time you don’t listen to me, it’s like another rejection. Every time you decide you’re not interested, or you know more than I do, or you’ve already heard all about it, it’s like a letter telling me I wasn’t good enough and didn’t get in. I try to just carry on, listen to you instead or change the subject. It doesn’t really work, not even for moment or two. Because every time you do it, it reminds me of all the other times and it takes me half a second to push that hurt down on top of the others. You know, one day the pile’s going to get too tall.
I am breathing this jealousy, this wishing and wanting and not having. In ways I do not even understand, with echoes that seem like mirrored laughing faces. They jest, they do not believe in the darkness that I am capable of conjuring and convincing to consume everything that is good about you and me. I know the root of this giant, creeping vine, and I have seen how deep it goes. And I know that all it takes is your approval to cut it to the bone.
dont have it. but everybody wants it. once you get it, it isn’t worth it. just something to yearn for, and regret.
Approval is what you make of it depending on the respect that you have for the person you seek it from. I can’t decide wether to give it more than to receive it, but either way, it is a chance to show respect for one another.
“Its not like I need your approval or anything, but I just thought I’d run it by you. You know, just in case.”
“In case of what?”
“You know, terrible things, and stuff… In case it’s illegal or stupid. Or pointless”
“Show me then.”
” Ermm, you know.. it doesn’t matter. I’ll ask someone else.”
The last time I was faced with an opportunity for approval, I soiled myself. Walking down the street at a pace I can’t explain without assimilating verbs used in the latin ages, and let me tell you, it was quite a day. Sun was shining. Rain was falling. I’ve never known such things to fall from the sky while one is amidst the experience of soiling one’s self. But as the girls looked, and dare I say, with approval, they smiled. For I am the king of soiling myself. And the poo trickles down my pants. And then hits the ground with a splash.
There are a lot many things for doing which we should take our parents’ approval.They know
We need to take approval of our parents to do things.Taking approval from them shows our respect for them.There’s nothing wrong in doing it.
“God my dad just can’t understand! I try so hard to be what he wants. I just want his approval of what I want to do in life. Is that so hard to ask?” Blaine cried, curling into his boyfriend’s side.
“No,” Kurt said firmly. “I promise you someday he’ll understand.”
i think everyone should have approval no matter what
it keeps you going doesn’t it its nice
its just what you need to get on with life
without approval you feel unloved
like no none cares about you
i hope i have everyones approval i really really do.
why do we need approval on deviantart ?
isn’t art different for anyone ?
how can one or a team decide what’s good and what’s not ?
we need another form of protection against spam.
Approval. Nothing fun for me.
She took a pen and a piece of sheet. Held her cross tight! She didn’t know how to write it. But she had to take her father’s approval. She opened the bottle and gulped it down and fell on the stairs of the chapel .
I don’t want your approval. I want to be a rebel. I’ll do the opposite of all convention and no matter what it takes, I will become king. Then I won’t need anyone’s approval for anything. I won’t need anyone except for my servants and my queen.
I need my parents approval for nothing. I approve of that. Do you approve?
They weren’t sure of what was going on, but as they looked around them at the pleased grins people sent their way, they knew it was good. It was an ecstatic feeling, really, something like /belonging/. They never thought they’d get this sort of response, but now that it was over, they didn’t regret it one bit.
The hardest thing is to ask for approval after you’ve done something wrong. Yelled at your parents because they just can’t SEE what they’re doing WRONG! And then in the middle of storming away, you remember that the whole reason you came downstairs in the first place was to ask for approval.
Approval, when people are most afraid of the word
No.
i don’t need anyone’s approval in life, ever.
I don’t need anyone to tell me what to do or where i can go. I don’t need anyone in life, I’m on my own. I don’t need my parents my family, friends or him. I never needed him.
I don’t seek your approval; I don’t seek anyone’s approval. I am a girl who is on top of the world. Short dresses and confident compliments; I like how you say it. Living life on the wiild side and I’m never going to forget it. Animal of the parties dressed in geeksheek, taking off her disguise. Leopards can’t change their spots; but they can paint them for a while.
Seeking approval, its just all to common in the wold today where their own judgements and likes are usurped by the masses, the evergrowing hive mind of people. It’s such a flawed system to have others determine your worth, as nobody wants anybody to be worth more than themselves.
I just wanted to be happy, to chase my dream, but I was scared. I was scared that people would look down on me, that they would look at me and say, “hey, that’s that girl who dropped out of college to be a writer. Isn’t she crazy?” And then I realized… it didn’t really matter. I was going to do it anyway. Their opinions couldn’t change my mind.
I was chasing the dream.
I only want my nana’s approval in everything I do. But we don’t agree on anything!I wish I could just be what she wants! She’s always trying to change me and “help” me. I don’t know what to do.