The begging of forever. The beginning of the end. How do you see your new life? Your life starts today. Every day is a new beginning. How will you treat it? I haven’t found my beginning yet. It’s yet to come. My pastor is pushing me to find it, but how? Where do I go from here?
something unrevoked, something unchangable- always there when you want it the least. it’s your roots, your origins, your true self, whether you accept it or reject it. your beginning.
I am just beginning to see things the way that they are. I can’t keep kidding myself, he doesn’t love me and people believe in things only if they are going to get something out of it that benefits them not just because they feel it and it’s good, most people I have encountered in my life are passive aggressive, and I have been hiding from myself and everyone, I am a liar, I am not happy… I am just beginning to see that I am really, really sad. I am just beginning to see that my quality of life is really poor, I have no love, I am not happy, and people are really ugly to me and because I feel like that then I am ugly too. This life and this world is like a terminal disease. I can’t believe it has taken me this long to barely begin to see that… I’m fucked.
Meh.
The beginning is where you enter a new phase of everything. That’s where you still are trying to grasp what you’re supposed to do. Beginnings symbolize fresh start and I like it. It’s a clean slate.
Everyone who looks for a new beginning doesn’t know where to start.
Jessica
Somethings in life seem to have a beginning, yet I never did. I never will. I will cease to become more of who I always was. Never will I fall to the constant reminder that I had to begin, yet rather to the thought I always was.
new beginnings….
i think i’m a bit scared of them, well, more than stop being who i am right now
my mom wants to move back to the USA and i don’t want to, i love Mexico, i know it’s poor and everything, i know that if i went with her, i would live better, but i don’t want to
i love my boyfriend, i love my bestfriends, i love this place and i don’t want to leave
normally i’m not the kind of girl that stays behind just because of friends, i simply think i don’t belong over there, even if i have only lived 3 years here and the rest of my life over there
it’s not right….. i love them and i don’t want to leave them behind, to just erase everything i lived here… i can’t move on without them….. and i’m scared of depending so much of them… it’s not right….
but should i really let go if something i love? start a new beginning? create a new story?
maybe….. i don’t want to.
… this is MY story….
Adam and Eve are supposed to be the beginning of humans. Why then, are there much older fossils? Was the story a teaching tool? Were they the first creatures with souls? This is a mystery we can never solve. That’s why it’s called “faith.”
treemonky
Back at the beginning, I couldn’t remember the rest. What I learned I quickly forgot, what I knew I quickly unlearned. Back at the start.
“In the beginning…” The first words in a very controversial “book.” I can’t help but think of the many theories the human race has come up with to explain how the earth, the entire universe, our own existence, came to be. From the Big Bang to what different cultures and religions believe. I stand in awe of the beginning.
grace
It was a new day, the first of the new year. It was bright and early, the sun hadn’t even risen yet. It was still dewy and the birds were slumbering in their nests. My breath was visible, but only slightly. There was a breeze the drifted past my right ear and as it did I could have sworn that it whispered “this is the start-over you have been waiting for, your new beginning.”
I want today to be a new beginning for me. Something totally and indefinitely new. 11/11/11 11:11. I want to change myself to make myself and the people around me happy. No more living life like I need a boy to go on with my life, no more cutting when something bad happens, no more being depressive. I want to be happy and live my life the way it should have been lived. To the best of my happiness with no scars in my life. This can be a new beginning for me.
In the beginning…there was cheese. At least, there should have been. At least, that’s what my boyfriend John’s father said. He had not only been a cheese artisan in his youth, but he had tasted almost every cheese in the world. All, he said, but the mystical ones.
“Let me guess…you’re planning to fly to the moon, aren’t you?” John asked his dad.
His dad winked and grinned. “I’ve got the rocket already built.”
Belinda Roddie
From the beginning I sat and pondered my priorities. Now, as I have sufficiently gathered my thoughts and the important things in my life, I realize everything worked out for the better. What I thought was happy those few months ago, I know realize was far from.
The beginning of my story starts in the small town of Kentle. That was where I grew up. I didn’t know having a family of werewolves was strange. Why, I thought I was a werewolf for a while. Then one day, I met Kita.
Brianna
In the beginning, god created the universe. A blackened void, with nothing between anything, no division, only unity. From this unity, the mirror of God, come us, the shattered shards of the mirror. Should we come together again, who knows what we might see, looking back at us…
Tkot
Meeting ellie for the first time was like the beginning of my new life. My life with the best part now complete. I love her and our life together. I think about what she will feel like when she begins her life as a mother and I can’t imagine what she will feel like. I love her. She is the best beginning.
Elizabeth
All the cars passed while I waited to walk across the street in the pouring rain. I wasn’t mad, or even slightly fazed. It was just the same as always.
But there was that one, the guy on the motorbike, that stopped and offered me a ride. “My mother would murder me if she found out.” I told him, and he just laughed and passed me an extra helmet.
I was at the beginning.
When everything was calm.
When life was beautiful.
When I was me.
I was silent.
I was myself.
I was untouched.
By everything,
In the beginning.
Sarah
The beginning of the school year was always the nicest because everything was new and it seemed like starting all over every school year. but this year seemed to be changing too much. Everyone was acting different and even the teachers were different.
The beginning is the first part of something. Some things don’t have a beginning. The beginning is the opposite of the end…or sometimes, a beginning can be an end. The beginning is sometimes the hardest part.
Claudia
He heard some faint tapping noise, constant in his ear, echoing. He stirred, turning his head and fluttering his eyes until he realized he was in the dark, surrounded by nothing it seemed but the cool metallic flooring he sat upon. Startled, he sat upright, jolted by the fear of unknowing.
The clank-clank-clank of the noise grew louder and louder and louder until his own heartbeat matched the deafening tone of the sickening melody. The entire world, or at least to him, was a violent chaos, shaking him back and forth until light appeared above him, and a pair of doors opened below.
In the beginning, I knew nothing. Everything was simple and boring. I knew that nothing would happen unless I did something. I waited anyways. Good thing I did.
I stood in the rain for two hours until you showed up.
You handed me an old book and with that old book, my story began.
Today is the beginning of the rest of your life. Everything you do today will be reflected upon tomorrow, or at a later time. Everything you don’t do today, will haunt you forever. So live now. Live freely. Live every day as a new beginning- but think it through as well. Because every beginning has a bittersweet end.
Every ending is just a new beginning and every beginning is the start of a new journey and a new chance to experience something you’ve never experienced before. New beginnings are full of wonder and people just need to seize the day.
Diana
This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. It all started with the White Stripes, you just don’t know that yet.
Lol
There is always a new “beginning” if you choose to believe.
he was beginning to feel like a total failure. he sat and drummed his fingers against the steel counter top. he shook with anger and frustration. he walked away, only thinking of going to bathroom to relieve himself, but instead he saw the door. he walked towards it. he didnt stop. he walked right out the door, to his car, jangled his keys out of his pocket, dug under the driver seat, and found his gun.
the beginning of the end they said. the beginning of something new he thought. as he walked out into the sunlight. he realized he was leaving all his creature comforts behind. a feeling of panic dug into him like a dull blade.
This year has been full of losses and endings. But they’ve led to new beginnings whether I’ve realized it or not. I’m beginning to truly learn how to be independent. I’m beginning to find myself again after feeling so lost and so cold. I’m beginning to realize that it’s never too late to begin again.
I just met you a few weeks ago, however it was like we had known each other for years. In a sense we really have. You’re perfect. Everything I could hope for. This could be the start of something truly wonderful. But for some reason it scares me so.
Schuyler
a new dawn, a new day, a perfect world, a chance to start again, no matter the background or reason why. no questions asked, a clean slate, delivered to your doorstep, infinite possibilities, a realm of imagination, a new beginning.
desuforeverlulz
in the start . um i have no idea just starting something like homework going to school and stuff i honestly have no idea at all. Hi sup the beginning is the beginning that’s all.
Crystal
Two months ago, I left home for college. I’m on my own for the first time. I’m taking whatever classes I want for the first time. I’m responsible for myself for the first time. I’m learning to be brave for the first time.
Every beginning tells us that another chapter of our lives is about to unfold. It is up to us to make the most out of it. Speaking of, second semester is just around the corner.
It is beginning to look like a horror story. Bodies are strewn on the floor and Millie has blood covering her favorite plaid shirt. She looks down at the mess by her feet and has to force her self not to throw up the sub sandwich she had for lunch. She walks over to Tom, his lifeless body now decaying and goes through his pockets, retrieving the artifact that started all this shit.
Beginning with a haircut to prepare for the next day’s conference, sitting in a barber chair, not knowing that I was next to greatness: 90-year-old John Glenn.
Dan Cafaro
The beginning of something new. A new chapter in my life. It terrifies me and excites me all at once and sometimes I can’t breathe. Sometimes my heart forgets what to do and my knees forget how to do their job. And it is the best thing that has happened in a long while.
The begging of forever. The beginning of the end. How do you see your new life? Your life starts today. Every day is a new beginning. How will you treat it? I haven’t found my beginning yet. It’s yet to come. My pastor is pushing me to find it, but how? Where do I go from here?
something unrevoked, something unchangable- always there when you want it the least. it’s your roots, your origins, your true self, whether you accept it or reject it. your beginning.
I am just beginning to see things the way that they are. I can’t keep kidding myself, he doesn’t love me and people believe in things only if they are going to get something out of it that benefits them not just because they feel it and it’s good, most people I have encountered in my life are passive aggressive, and I have been hiding from myself and everyone, I am a liar, I am not happy… I am just beginning to see that I am really, really sad. I am just beginning to see that my quality of life is really poor, I have no love, I am not happy, and people are really ugly to me and because I feel like that then I am ugly too. This life and this world is like a terminal disease. I can’t believe it has taken me this long to barely begin to see that… I’m fucked.
The beginning is where you enter a new phase of everything. That’s where you still are trying to grasp what you’re supposed to do. Beginnings symbolize fresh start and I like it. It’s a clean slate.
Everyone who looks for a new beginning doesn’t know where to start.
Somethings in life seem to have a beginning, yet I never did. I never will. I will cease to become more of who I always was. Never will I fall to the constant reminder that I had to begin, yet rather to the thought I always was.
new beginnings….
i think i’m a bit scared of them, well, more than stop being who i am right now
my mom wants to move back to the USA and i don’t want to, i love Mexico, i know it’s poor and everything, i know that if i went with her, i would live better, but i don’t want to
i love my boyfriend, i love my bestfriends, i love this place and i don’t want to leave
normally i’m not the kind of girl that stays behind just because of friends, i simply think i don’t belong over there, even if i have only lived 3 years here and the rest of my life over there
it’s not right….. i love them and i don’t want to leave them behind, to just erase everything i lived here… i can’t move on without them….. and i’m scared of depending so much of them… it’s not right….
but should i really let go if something i love? start a new beginning? create a new story?
maybe….. i don’t want to.
… this is MY story….
new paths, clean slate, passion max, mistakes unknown, choices unlimited, fresh, new, excitement, pure start
Adam and Eve are supposed to be the beginning of humans. Why then, are there much older fossils? Was the story a teaching tool? Were they the first creatures with souls? This is a mystery we can never solve. That’s why it’s called “faith.”
Back at the beginning, I couldn’t remember the rest. What I learned I quickly forgot, what I knew I quickly unlearned. Back at the start.
“In the beginning…” The first words in a very controversial “book.” I can’t help but think of the many theories the human race has come up with to explain how the earth, the entire universe, our own existence, came to be. From the Big Bang to what different cultures and religions believe. I stand in awe of the beginning.
It was a new day, the first of the new year. It was bright and early, the sun hadn’t even risen yet. It was still dewy and the birds were slumbering in their nests. My breath was visible, but only slightly. There was a breeze the drifted past my right ear and as it did I could have sworn that it whispered “this is the start-over you have been waiting for, your new beginning.”
I want today to be a new beginning for me. Something totally and indefinitely new. 11/11/11 11:11. I want to change myself to make myself and the people around me happy. No more living life like I need a boy to go on with my life, no more cutting when something bad happens, no more being depressive. I want to be happy and live my life the way it should have been lived. To the best of my happiness with no scars in my life. This can be a new beginning for me.
In the beginning…there was cheese. At least, there should have been. At least, that’s what my boyfriend John’s father said. He had not only been a cheese artisan in his youth, but he had tasted almost every cheese in the world. All, he said, but the mystical ones.
“Let me guess…you’re planning to fly to the moon, aren’t you?” John asked his dad.
His dad winked and grinned. “I’ve got the rocket already built.”
From the beginning I sat and pondered my priorities. Now, as I have sufficiently gathered my thoughts and the important things in my life, I realize everything worked out for the better. What I thought was happy those few months ago, I know realize was far from.
The beginning of my story starts in the small town of Kentle. That was where I grew up. I didn’t know having a family of werewolves was strange. Why, I thought I was a werewolf for a while. Then one day, I met Kita.
In the beginning, god created the universe. A blackened void, with nothing between anything, no division, only unity. From this unity, the mirror of God, come us, the shattered shards of the mirror. Should we come together again, who knows what we might see, looking back at us…
Meeting ellie for the first time was like the beginning of my new life. My life with the best part now complete. I love her and our life together. I think about what she will feel like when she begins her life as a mother and I can’t imagine what she will feel like. I love her. She is the best beginning.
All the cars passed while I waited to walk across the street in the pouring rain. I wasn’t mad, or even slightly fazed. It was just the same as always.
But there was that one, the guy on the motorbike, that stopped and offered me a ride. “My mother would murder me if she found out.” I told him, and he just laughed and passed me an extra helmet.
So, new beginnings can be nice, then?
I was at the beginning.
When everything was calm.
When life was beautiful.
When I was me.
I was silent.
I was myself.
I was untouched.
By everything,
In the beginning.
The beginning of the school year was always the nicest because everything was new and it seemed like starting all over every school year. but this year seemed to be changing too much. Everyone was acting different and even the teachers were different.
The beginning is the first part of something. Some things don’t have a beginning. The beginning is the opposite of the end…or sometimes, a beginning can be an end. The beginning is sometimes the hardest part.
He heard some faint tapping noise, constant in his ear, echoing. He stirred, turning his head and fluttering his eyes until he realized he was in the dark, surrounded by nothing it seemed but the cool metallic flooring he sat upon. Startled, he sat upright, jolted by the fear of unknowing.
The clank-clank-clank of the noise grew louder and louder and louder until his own heartbeat matched the deafening tone of the sickening melody. The entire world, or at least to him, was a violent chaos, shaking him back and forth until light appeared above him, and a pair of doors opened below.
In the beginning, I knew nothing. Everything was simple and boring. I knew that nothing would happen unless I did something. I waited anyways. Good thing I did.
I stood in the rain for two hours until you showed up.
You handed me an old book and with that old book, my story began.
11-11-11 is not a beginning – it is a midpoint – we just don’t know if it is the beginning of a midpoint or the ending of a midpoint –
Today is the beginning of the rest of your life. Everything you do today will be reflected upon tomorrow, or at a later time. Everything you don’t do today, will haunt you forever. So live now. Live freely. Live every day as a new beginning- but think it through as well. Because every beginning has a bittersweet end.
Every ending is just a new beginning and every beginning is the start of a new journey and a new chance to experience something you’ve never experienced before. New beginnings are full of wonder and people just need to seize the day.
This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. It all started with the White Stripes, you just don’t know that yet.
There is always a new “beginning” if you choose to believe.
he was beginning to feel like a total failure. he sat and drummed his fingers against the steel counter top. he shook with anger and frustration. he walked away, only thinking of going to bathroom to relieve himself, but instead he saw the door. he walked towards it. he didnt stop. he walked right out the door, to his car, jangled his keys out of his pocket, dug under the driver seat, and found his gun.
the beginning of the end they said. the beginning of something new he thought. as he walked out into the sunlight. he realized he was leaving all his creature comforts behind. a feeling of panic dug into him like a dull blade.
This year has been full of losses and endings. But they’ve led to new beginnings whether I’ve realized it or not. I’m beginning to truly learn how to be independent. I’m beginning to find myself again after feeling so lost and so cold. I’m beginning to realize that it’s never too late to begin again.
I just met you a few weeks ago, however it was like we had known each other for years. In a sense we really have. You’re perfect. Everything I could hope for. This could be the start of something truly wonderful. But for some reason it scares me so.
a new dawn, a new day, a perfect world, a chance to start again, no matter the background or reason why. no questions asked, a clean slate, delivered to your doorstep, infinite possibilities, a realm of imagination, a new beginning.
in the start . um i have no idea just starting something like homework going to school and stuff i honestly have no idea at all. Hi sup the beginning is the beginning that’s all.
Two months ago, I left home for college. I’m on my own for the first time. I’m taking whatever classes I want for the first time. I’m responsible for myself for the first time. I’m learning to be brave for the first time.
Every beginning tells us that another chapter of our lives is about to unfold. It is up to us to make the most out of it. Speaking of, second semester is just around the corner.
It is beginning to look like a horror story. Bodies are strewn on the floor and Millie has blood covering her favorite plaid shirt. She looks down at the mess by her feet and has to force her self not to throw up the sub sandwich she had for lunch. She walks over to Tom, his lifeless body now decaying and goes through his pockets, retrieving the artifact that started all this shit.
Beginning with a haircut to prepare for the next day’s conference, sitting in a barber chair, not knowing that I was next to greatness: 90-year-old John Glenn.
The beginning of something new. A new chapter in my life. It terrifies me and excites me all at once and sometimes I can’t breathe. Sometimes my heart forgets what to do and my knees forget how to do their job. And it is the best thing that has happened in a long while.