We choose how our life is. We choose our friends and our job how we do in school and everything we watch. IN the end it is all about our choice, What did you choose today. Was it wise?
wbevalan
I choose to be happy. I choose to have aspirations in life that fulfill that happiness that I truly desire. The thing is with happiness, is that people view it as a destination. I view it as a journey, like something that constantly happens. We all should follow the small happiness that occurs in our life, only because it helps us maintain our happiness.
“And you suck at bro-speak. Which is stupid, by the way. Now where do you want to go?”
I squeezed the steering wheel like I was trying to compress it or mold it into gooey clay. I didn’t know what restaurant appealed to me right now.
Belinda Roddie
living life, pretty clothing, have fun, good friends, nice drink, cook for me, breath
maca
He looked at her with sadness in his eyes. She didn’t know what to think. He was walking out of her life forever. There was no way that she could get him back. Watching him walking away from her, she fell to her knees; he didn’t choose her.
Ashe
choose. This little word is the difference between an act of will or an act of force. You can choose between multiple different things. You can choose what you want to do with life. Without choosing, you will more than likely be forced to do something you do not want to do.
Nicole
I choose to write about this word. People choose to do things all the time. Sometimes they choose to do wrong things and other times they choose to do good things. It is all of the good moments that we should strive to choose.
Tasha
There are things you choose and things you dont.
You dont choose your parents, your family, the crazy mofos who run your life, rule your existence until you are old enough to head for the hills or the big city or wherever you can to escape their crazy clutches. Your friends? That’s another matter, that’s who you choose, the people who fill your life with love and laughter and awesomeness. If your friends and family happen to both do this, amazing, it not, well, you gotta choose…..
choose to do what you please
mike cant get a girl on her knees
but if he died he surely would sneeze
and the girl would laugh
at him
cho cho chooooose
juice box
cute fox
gay mike
Emily
I choose to be light hearted, I choose where to spend my dollar, I choose to be environmentally conscious. I choose who my friends are, who I sleep with and how my voice comes across. I am Damned lucky.
Crystal
I didn’t choose this for myself. At least I don’t think I did. This situation was born out of compulsion and addiction, their greedy hands unscathed by the effects of y undying love and loyalty. But addiction or no, He chose this for us. And now I had to live with the consequences.
Michelle Cheri
Choose. choose what? Choosing is such an ambiguous thing. Sometimes it’s permanent, sometimes you can change your mind and choose again. Decisions cause things in a ripple effect. Beautiful complex designs and connections form. Good or bad effects, you can always choose.
jojo
Choosing to do something is a humans biggest right. We have the right to choose between what we do and don’t want to do. Have you ever thought, however, that “choose” is actually a really weird word? so many words are weird. And I choose to think that. Ha. Choose.
Kaelee Gyllenskog
None of us choose to be who we are. We can choose who we want to be, but that’s just about it.
you have sixty seconds to choose about something. choose what to write. what to think. what to do. How to breathe when you write. How to think. How it looks. How do you choose from so many words in your arsenal? From such a category of synonyms? What do you do?
Jessika
she was chosen in the fifth year. the decision was made based on her strength and agility, qualities valued in such a position. what they did not reckon was that her mind was just as sharp as the knives she threw so well. she was to be a handful in years to come.
Claire
I choose to write this simple paragraph of a random rambling of the thoughts that happen to pop into my mind. I will not think about these words as the instructions before this page told me to do, and they will mean very little by the end of this paragraph. This is what I choose
Austin
I choose you. Or do I choose you? Indecision envelops me like a cloud of violent thunder and rain, I am stuck, I can’t see in this storm of possible decisions. Which way to go? Whom do I choose? No one knows but God. I am soaked to the bone by this thunderstorm. Someone please help me.
Choices, choices. There are so many choice in life. It’s so hard to choose sometime. Like with Katniss. Gale and Peeta. Gale and Peeta. To quote a skit I just wrote recently, “Who do I choose? Peeta! No, Gale! No, Peeta! Yes Peeta! Run! Run for your life! The Mutts are attacking! They have come, they have come to kill us all!” Sometimes, choices can drive you crazy.
Michaela
He chooses the way his hearts points him to. He doesn’t listen to what others tell him to do, doesn’t let their corruption taint him. He looks inside himself and finds the answer there, in its purest form.
deciding on weither to pick one choice over the other, to choose one item, person, or even feeling over another. Why choosing is hard: because you may be torn my the two choices, you may regret the one you made and wish that you could reverse time. emotions can be chosen, even changed, but never removed.
Mark M.
You choose to choose. I choose to go on this website and write about “choose.” I choose to dance, I choose to sing, I choose to love the life I live. That’s one heck of a choice.
one doesn’t choose to be ignored. one doesn’t choose to be subpar, or alone. but this is me. that crap they say about how you take control of your life is a sad lie, because the sad reality of this life is the uncountable number of how many choices you don’t get to make.
and im back
i choose to love what i want to, i choose the life i want to, i choose to have dreams or not, its my choice for everything i choose
Con KAr
I choose to keep secrets and I choose to love. These are things that some don’t hold as sacred as I do. I hold my self at a high state of knowledge, but a simple state of happiness.
Shirley P.
Choose. Your own destiny. Your life. Your thoughts. It’s all you. This. Now. Never. Forever. We all have to choose at some point.
Cbtnz
Cha-ching! The cashier chalked up my consumables, and I chucked them in my cart with a chuckle. Choosing celery, cereal, and cabbage was chock full of challenges, conundrums, and calico conspiracy that a man like you ought to check out!
She looked down the two paths. As per usual, her inability to make decisions was holding her back. One path was dark, while the other was light, but both held stunning scenery. As she starred down the roads in front of her, she couldn’t help but recall the famous poem by Robert Frost, “The Road Not Taken.” He had taken the road that no one else had, and it had changed his life… So which should she choose?
It’s our choice to choose, a choice. After all, there are certain choices that are more choice, and nobody can tell me that I can’t choose. It’s my choice in the end. It’s mostly about the chance we have to change with our choice choice.
“It’s your choice.” He said cooly, leaning against a wall.
I stood, torn between two loves. Finally, I pointed towards the shop on the right.
He gave a grin. “Ice cream it is.”
Kat
why did I choose this? What was I thinking when making this choice? I wish i can go back and change this choice I made in the past. Oh well I guess that’s how we all live
Jason
I choose to fall freely into love. With my arms spread wide and open my soul to be hurt yet again. Even if I may get my heart broken. I choose to love uncontrollably and without end. I choose to love you forever and ever. I choose to love you! And only you <3
the man had to choose, he couldn’t decide if he had the right to kill the man himself, could he play God end his life before it was intended? The man had broken a law..he broke into his house..it was self defense.
I choose to live my life in a friendly giving hope and joy to every child who is born each day with hopeful heart and thankful joy I choose to give a pony to everybody who has a car and stuff.
Maddie
If you were given a decision between two options: two of the most important things in your life, what would you choose? One could be holding you back from doing what you ‘need to do with your life.’
Sean Alexander
I choose to be who I want to be. They choose who they want you to be. I let myself think, but you’re lucky if you’re allowed to say one word. Don’t let them control you. Choose for yourself.
To choose. Everything in life in a decision, apparently. You “choose” to be gay, you “choose” to love girls. Do you choose your skin color, your last name? No, you don’t, so why do they say we “choose” to be gay?
Sarah
“You snooze you loose, pal.” he sneered and skipped off, not a care in the world. I wasn’t “snoozing”, I was just a kid, I had no choice of where I’d end up. I didn’t want this life.
We choose how our life is. We choose our friends and our job how we do in school and everything we watch. IN the end it is all about our choice, What did you choose today. Was it wise?
I choose to be happy. I choose to have aspirations in life that fulfill that happiness that I truly desire. The thing is with happiness, is that people view it as a destination. I view it as a journey, like something that constantly happens. We all should follow the small happiness that occurs in our life, only because it helps us maintain our happiness.
“You’re going to make me choose?”
“Um, yeah, dude,” replied Oliver. “Deal with it.”
“Bro,” I hissed, “you suck hardcore.”
“And you suck at bro-speak. Which is stupid, by the way. Now where do you want to go?”
I squeezed the steering wheel like I was trying to compress it or mold it into gooey clay. I didn’t know what restaurant appealed to me right now.
living life, pretty clothing, have fun, good friends, nice drink, cook for me, breath
He looked at her with sadness in his eyes. She didn’t know what to think. He was walking out of her life forever. There was no way that she could get him back. Watching him walking away from her, she fell to her knees; he didn’t choose her.
choose. This little word is the difference between an act of will or an act of force. You can choose between multiple different things. You can choose what you want to do with life. Without choosing, you will more than likely be forced to do something you do not want to do.
I choose to write about this word. People choose to do things all the time. Sometimes they choose to do wrong things and other times they choose to do good things. It is all of the good moments that we should strive to choose.
There are things you choose and things you dont.
You dont choose your parents, your family, the crazy mofos who run your life, rule your existence until you are old enough to head for the hills or the big city or wherever you can to escape their crazy clutches. Your friends? That’s another matter, that’s who you choose, the people who fill your life with love and laughter and awesomeness. If your friends and family happen to both do this, amazing, it not, well, you gotta choose…..
choose to do what you please
mike cant get a girl on her knees
but if he died he surely would sneeze
and the girl would laugh
at him
cho cho chooooose
juice box
cute fox
gay mike
I choose to be light hearted, I choose where to spend my dollar, I choose to be environmentally conscious. I choose who my friends are, who I sleep with and how my voice comes across. I am Damned lucky.
I didn’t choose this for myself. At least I don’t think I did. This situation was born out of compulsion and addiction, their greedy hands unscathed by the effects of y undying love and loyalty. But addiction or no, He chose this for us. And now I had to live with the consequences.
Choose. choose what? Choosing is such an ambiguous thing. Sometimes it’s permanent, sometimes you can change your mind and choose again. Decisions cause things in a ripple effect. Beautiful complex designs and connections form. Good or bad effects, you can always choose.
Choosing to do something is a humans biggest right. We have the right to choose between what we do and don’t want to do. Have you ever thought, however, that “choose” is actually a really weird word? so many words are weird. And I choose to think that. Ha. Choose.
None of us choose to be who we are. We can choose who we want to be, but that’s just about it.
you have sixty seconds to choose about something. choose what to write. what to think. what to do. How to breathe when you write. How to think. How it looks. How do you choose from so many words in your arsenal? From such a category of synonyms? What do you do?
she was chosen in the fifth year. the decision was made based on her strength and agility, qualities valued in such a position. what they did not reckon was that her mind was just as sharp as the knives she threw so well. she was to be a handful in years to come.
I choose to write this simple paragraph of a random rambling of the thoughts that happen to pop into my mind. I will not think about these words as the instructions before this page told me to do, and they will mean very little by the end of this paragraph. This is what I choose
I choose you. Or do I choose you? Indecision envelops me like a cloud of violent thunder and rain, I am stuck, I can’t see in this storm of possible decisions. Which way to go? Whom do I choose? No one knows but God. I am soaked to the bone by this thunderstorm. Someone please help me.
Choices, choices. There are so many choice in life. It’s so hard to choose sometime. Like with Katniss. Gale and Peeta. Gale and Peeta. To quote a skit I just wrote recently, “Who do I choose? Peeta! No, Gale! No, Peeta! Yes Peeta! Run! Run for your life! The Mutts are attacking! They have come, they have come to kill us all!” Sometimes, choices can drive you crazy.
He chooses the way his hearts points him to. He doesn’t listen to what others tell him to do, doesn’t let their corruption taint him. He looks inside himself and finds the answer there, in its purest form.
deciding on weither to pick one choice over the other, to choose one item, person, or even feeling over another. Why choosing is hard: because you may be torn my the two choices, you may regret the one you made and wish that you could reverse time. emotions can be chosen, even changed, but never removed.
You choose to choose. I choose to go on this website and write about “choose.” I choose to dance, I choose to sing, I choose to love the life I live. That’s one heck of a choice.
one doesn’t choose to be ignored. one doesn’t choose to be subpar, or alone. but this is me. that crap they say about how you take control of your life is a sad lie, because the sad reality of this life is the uncountable number of how many choices you don’t get to make.
i choose to love what i want to, i choose the life i want to, i choose to have dreams or not, its my choice for everything i choose
I choose to keep secrets and I choose to love. These are things that some don’t hold as sacred as I do. I hold my self at a high state of knowledge, but a simple state of happiness.
Choose. Your own destiny. Your life. Your thoughts. It’s all you. This. Now. Never. Forever. We all have to choose at some point.
Cha-ching! The cashier chalked up my consumables, and I chucked them in my cart with a chuckle. Choosing celery, cereal, and cabbage was chock full of challenges, conundrums, and calico conspiracy that a man like you ought to check out!
She looked down the two paths. As per usual, her inability to make decisions was holding her back. One path was dark, while the other was light, but both held stunning scenery. As she starred down the roads in front of her, she couldn’t help but recall the famous poem by Robert Frost, “The Road Not Taken.” He had taken the road that no one else had, and it had changed his life… So which should she choose?
It’s our choice to choose, a choice. After all, there are certain choices that are more choice, and nobody can tell me that I can’t choose. It’s my choice in the end. It’s mostly about the chance we have to change with our choice choice.
“It’s your choice.” He said cooly, leaning against a wall.
I stood, torn between two loves. Finally, I pointed towards the shop on the right.
He gave a grin. “Ice cream it is.”
why did I choose this? What was I thinking when making this choice? I wish i can go back and change this choice I made in the past. Oh well I guess that’s how we all live
I choose to fall freely into love. With my arms spread wide and open my soul to be hurt yet again. Even if I may get my heart broken. I choose to love uncontrollably and without end. I choose to love you forever and ever. I choose to love you! And only you <3
buns
She looked between the two; how was she supposed to choose? She had never faced a decision li
the man had to choose, he couldn’t decide if he had the right to kill the man himself, could he play God end his life before it was intended? The man had broken a law..he broke into his house..it was self defense.
I choose to live my life in a friendly giving hope and joy to every child who is born each day with hopeful heart and thankful joy I choose to give a pony to everybody who has a car and stuff.
If you were given a decision between two options: two of the most important things in your life, what would you choose? One could be holding you back from doing what you ‘need to do with your life.’
I choose to be who I want to be. They choose who they want you to be. I let myself think, but you’re lucky if you’re allowed to say one word. Don’t let them control you. Choose for yourself.
To choose. Everything in life in a decision, apparently. You “choose” to be gay, you “choose” to love girls. Do you choose your skin color, your last name? No, you don’t, so why do they say we “choose” to be gay?
“You snooze you loose, pal.” he sneered and skipped off, not a care in the world. I wasn’t “snoozing”, I was just a kid, I had no choice of where I’d end up. I didn’t want this life.