i choose to write about this word because i thought id give it a try. choose is an important word because it gives you different paths in life. the word choose makes you make a decision and it that is important in life. choose also has three vowels in it, which makes it easy to spell because vowels are common in the english language
mon
I choose to follow God and his will for me. I know that the choices I make will determine the quality of my life. I choose to keep focused on God no matter what my circumstances are. Good or bad God will be what I choose.
Libby
I need to choose how to go about this. I don’t need to just choose to do better, but mean it too. It just sucks because, oftentimes, I choose to live better, to do something better. Yet, do I really mean it? I think that, meaning it, is the most important part. Because if you mean what you choose genuinely, through and through, then a difference is made in your life. Telling myself ‘I choose to trust people’ but not making the change means I’m not taking myself seriously enough. I don’t even trust myself. I must change this.
Juli Chiaet
Should I choose you, or should I choose myself? Will dedicating myself to someone else cause me to lose my own individuality? The choice paralyzes me. I don’t know how much I can give up for you.
Zoe
Having to pick between something like staying or leaving because it doesn’t seem like they care and then there’s the little things that don’t matter like what you’ll have for lunch or who you’ll sit by or whatever and then there’s the big ones like I do or I don’t or can’t and -.
Katie
i choose to be crzy when it comes to things i care about… I choose to wear comfortable shoes and to wash my hair and leave it air dry
i choose to be happy
i choose to believe everything is going to be all right mainly because it is to terrifying to think otherwise
i choose to learn from every experience
i choose to live
Kaki Hazoury
I choose to eat mangos. I love eating them for breakfast. Actually I only eat half a cheek. They keep me full until lunch time and are so sweet and juicy. Sometimes I think about having my own big mango tree, just like in the song. I would hang fairy lights up there and play music underneath it. Maybe I would draw and write and talk to my dog and kiss my boyfriend. That woul
maggie towerS
I like to choose. i guess. Choosing is nice in theory, but It’s one of many things that simply fail in practice. That said I still like choice even though it has led be astray. It would be nice to be rid of it, but alas.
Nicholas Markus
Choose. Choice. These days my life is filled with little to choose from and less than good choices. I am in a bad cycle of life. Hard to believe when just a few months…or was it years ago i was on the top of the world. How quickly things change. I am not sure that I would choose this…that’s for sure.
It’s hard to choose where you’ll go on the weekend. You spend five days a week sitting on your ass, collecting dust and wishing for the day to be over. And when the weekend finally comes you have so many choices you end up sitting on your ass collecting dust. Travesty? Sure. Irony? Definitely. Maybe not choosing is the answer after all… maybe it isn’t. Hard to choose which answer is right, right?
-Age :0)
Age C
I place my hands palms-up on my knees
In supplication to the universe
To closely examine the wrinkles.
I was born with these
So they must come from God.
Left or right, left and right,
Ink stains held up by my psychiatrist,
Maybe my own body
My own hands that I use to brush my teeth
Have held the answer all along.
You can choose how you will live this day–for good or for bad. You can choose to enjoy the moment, learn from the challenge, and grow from the experience. Or you can say this is too hard, this is not what I expected, this is too much, or this is not enough.
Erin
even if i could have anyone in the world
i choose u
i know where my heart wants to be
thats something i’ve never had to think twice about
Choose. Choice. That word has a lot of buzz these days. We think we have choice and freedom, but few of us actually use that liberty to find hapiness. Instead people wander around aimlessly and lost in self pity, wondering why things “happen” to them all the time. We have the choice to wallow or get out. We have the choice to be happy. Choose!
Vanessa
I stood in the white hallway. Two doors in front of me. One of them my life that has past so far, and the other full of new oppurtunities. One a stark, stainless white, signaling fresh choices and new people. The other a sooty gray, tarnished, and covered in the sins of days past.
Max Ryder
Choose. Choose who you want to be. choose what you want to do in life. it is all your choice. Stop depending on others to CHOOSE for you. you have to think for yourself, do what you always dreamed of and see where it takes you. it’s all your choice.
Adrienne
“Choose one: Prep yourself or I’ll fuck you hard?” he asked, then I saw him licked his lips.
“I’d choose the first one,” I muttered without thinking, drops of sweat falling from my forehead.
He chuckled. “Good, turn around and show me what you’ve got darling.”
I gulped. I had no choice. My husband was wild. But it would really be easier if there were no handcuffs around my wrist. I wish he gave me other choices.
I don’t choose who I am
I can’t
It’s impossible
I can choose my friends, my classes, what I eat, what I wear, where I go, who I hang out with
but I most certainly can’t and won’t choose or change who I am, who I love and where my choices will take me
What will you choose?
Choices. They can completely alter your life, with the simplist one. Like I chose to go on a walk tha day. I chose to go without supervision. And I made the stupid mistake of passing the bar. Where there happened to be a large group of very strong, very drunk men waiting for me.
I had to choose between the two of them. How could I? One had basically raised me. The other one offered me a stable home though and I did want that. The road called to me, I had traveled my whole life, from town to town. No one understood him so we had to run from everywhere I had almost called home. How could I leave him alone….
i think chooosing is hard for me because i always think about how it affects other people. especially if it directly affects other people, like my boyfriend. i have a hard time choosing what to watch on tv with him. however, choosing my clothing is very easy. anyways, choose is the past tense of choice. and there are many choices in the world. i am in army rotc and i need to be able to choose the right decisions one day. i hope that i will be able to get over this indecision very soon.
Chapin
Choices, they are everywhere. Conscious or not. Do I get up? Do I wear this or that? Do I bother with you today? So many details I swear my head will explode.
Glitz
My whole world is changing-
right before my eyes.
and yet,
you’re still here.
I feel like crying, though
every time you’re away.
I’m so hooked.
I cannot get enough.
and yet, I feel like its all going to end soon..
everything is way too perfect.
Nothing this good could possibly happen to me.
I’m not worth it.
this lump,
in my throat,
makes it crazy hard for me to swallow.
my heart races at a million miles a SECOND.
Christ, I love you .
way more than you could possibly imagine.
you are absolutely the unhealthiest thing for me.
every time my phone lights up,
i get butterflies in my stomach…
i want to tell you how i feel.
i just need to know that you feel the same way.
i desperately need to know.
i can already see it,
my world without you,
and i’d be crushed.
i hope you’re the one.
I love you so fucking much.
please choose to stay.
You always have to choose your own way. Your life is a result of your choices. If you choose so you can Block out many negativities and Make your life more enjoyable.
But be careful. Sometimes your choice could be wrong and changing your mind and going back to the other choice does not work.
Nael
If i had to choose between another chance or to fix a regret. I would choose the chance, because everything that a regret holds, is a lesson. If you take that lesson away, what do you learn.. Who are you? What did you do that made you who you are today. Choosing a chance gives you another opportunity, another lesson, or another success.
i choose ti be a good person, i choose ti be happy, i choose to give others second chances, i choose to act like a little kid because it makes me happy, i choose my life
Amanda
I wish I could choose my own word because you give me the same one every fucking time. C’mon man, you have one job! One!
Taylor Craig
Choose
Chose
Chosen
They’re all the same.
They pick,invite,and meat YOU!
I have gotten chosen,too;
to parties,teams,schools,and tons more
choosing isn’t easy to do. Choosing is hard and sometimes you don’t know what to do. Sometimes you have to choose about things that you shouldn’t have to but society is making you, and that sucks but its life. You can’t choose many things, like family, sexuality, looks, or lifestyle but you just have to accept that and be happy.
Ally
What could compel a person to choose material over family, friendship, or love? What material would be worth it? Money, drug, status symbol, a great source of knowledge?
Choose the fitness, choose the life, choose to waste the time on what was supposed to be a gift. Some days the choices seem far and few between, and some days it seems like they will never come again. Of course history is cyclical and memories are short. You probably made just as many right and wrong choices as anyone else…but what do you know?
Jules
I choose cheese. Not Shoes or Chores or Chinese. I choose Cheese. Not Chance or change or Challenges. I choose Cheese.
vanilla or chocolate
einstein or newton
fig or apple
forbidden or permitted
ballerina or fireman
alien or monster
allyson
There are things you choose and things you dont.
You dont choose your parents, your family, the crazy mofos who run you r 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 you friends and family happen to both do this, amazing, it not, well, you gotta choose…..
There’s no such thing as free will but if i want a red dress, i can.
if I want a yellow sweater, I
will. Choice within structure
is where I stand.
we can’t choose the structure
only how we inhabit.
i choose to write about this word because i thought id give it a try. choose is an important word because it gives you different paths in life. the word choose makes you make a decision and it that is important in life. choose also has three vowels in it, which makes it easy to spell because vowels are common in the english language
I choose to follow God and his will for me. I know that the choices I make will determine the quality of my life. I choose to keep focused on God no matter what my circumstances are. Good or bad God will be what I choose.
I need to choose how to go about this. I don’t need to just choose to do better, but mean it too. It just sucks because, oftentimes, I choose to live better, to do something better. Yet, do I really mean it? I think that, meaning it, is the most important part. Because if you mean what you choose genuinely, through and through, then a difference is made in your life. Telling myself ‘I choose to trust people’ but not making the change means I’m not taking myself seriously enough. I don’t even trust myself. I must change this.
Should I choose you, or should I choose myself? Will dedicating myself to someone else cause me to lose my own individuality? The choice paralyzes me. I don’t know how much I can give up for you.
Having to pick between something like staying or leaving because it doesn’t seem like they care and then there’s the little things that don’t matter like what you’ll have for lunch or who you’ll sit by or whatever and then there’s the big ones like I do or I don’t or can’t and -.
i choose to be crzy when it comes to things i care about… I choose to wear comfortable shoes and to wash my hair and leave it air dry
i choose to be happy
i choose to believe everything is going to be all right mainly because it is to terrifying to think otherwise
i choose to learn from every experience
i choose to live
I choose to eat mangos. I love eating them for breakfast. Actually I only eat half a cheek. They keep me full until lunch time and are so sweet and juicy. Sometimes I think about having my own big mango tree, just like in the song. I would hang fairy lights up there and play music underneath it. Maybe I would draw and write and talk to my dog and kiss my boyfriend. That woul
I like to choose. i guess. Choosing is nice in theory, but It’s one of many things that simply fail in practice. That said I still like choice even though it has led be astray. It would be nice to be rid of it, but alas.
Choose. Choice. These days my life is filled with little to choose from and less than good choices. I am in a bad cycle of life. Hard to believe when just a few months…or was it years ago i was on the top of the world. How quickly things change. I am not sure that I would choose this…that’s for sure.
It’s hard to choose where you’ll go on the weekend. You spend five days a week sitting on your ass, collecting dust and wishing for the day to be over. And when the weekend finally comes you have so many choices you end up sitting on your ass collecting dust. Travesty? Sure. Irony? Definitely. Maybe not choosing is the answer after all… maybe it isn’t. Hard to choose which answer is right, right?
-Age :0)
I place my hands palms-up on my knees
In supplication to the universe
To closely examine the wrinkles.
I was born with these
So they must come from God.
Left or right, left and right,
Ink stains held up by my psychiatrist,
Maybe my own body
My own hands that I use to brush my teeth
Have held the answer all along.
You can choose how you will live this day–for good or for bad. You can choose to enjoy the moment, learn from the challenge, and grow from the experience. Or you can say this is too hard, this is not what I expected, this is too much, or this is not enough.
even if i could have anyone in the world
i choose u
i know where my heart wants to be
thats something i’ve never had to think twice about
Choose. Choice. That word has a lot of buzz these days. We think we have choice and freedom, but few of us actually use that liberty to find hapiness. Instead people wander around aimlessly and lost in self pity, wondering why things “happen” to them all the time. We have the choice to wallow or get out. We have the choice to be happy. Choose!
I stood in the white hallway. Two doors in front of me. One of them my life that has past so far, and the other full of new oppurtunities. One a stark, stainless white, signaling fresh choices and new people. The other a sooty gray, tarnished, and covered in the sins of days past.
Choose. Choose who you want to be. choose what you want to do in life. it is all your choice. Stop depending on others to CHOOSE for you. you have to think for yourself, do what you always dreamed of and see where it takes you. it’s all your choice.
“Choose one: Prep yourself or I’ll fuck you hard?” he asked, then I saw him licked his lips.
“I’d choose the first one,” I muttered without thinking, drops of sweat falling from my forehead.
He chuckled. “Good, turn around and show me what you’ve got darling.”
I gulped. I had no choice. My husband was wild. But it would really be easier if there were no handcuffs around my wrist. I wish he gave me other choices.
I choose life.
I don’t choose who I am
I can’t
It’s impossible
I can choose my friends, my classes, what I eat, what I wear, where I go, who I hang out with
but I most certainly can’t and won’t choose or change who I am, who I love and where my choices will take me
What will you choose?
Choices. They can completely alter your life, with the simplist one. Like I chose to go on a walk tha day. I chose to go without supervision. And I made the stupid mistake of passing the bar. Where there happened to be a large group of very strong, very drunk men waiting for me.
I had to choose between the two of them. How could I? One had basically raised me. The other one offered me a stable home though and I did want that. The road called to me, I had traveled my whole life, from town to town. No one understood him so we had to run from everywhere I had almost called home. How could I leave him alone….
i think chooosing is hard for me because i always think about how it affects other people. especially if it directly affects other people, like my boyfriend. i have a hard time choosing what to watch on tv with him. however, choosing my clothing is very easy. anyways, choose is the past tense of choice. and there are many choices in the world. i am in army rotc and i need to be able to choose the right decisions one day. i hope that i will be able to get over this indecision very soon.
Choices, they are everywhere. Conscious or not. Do I get up? Do I wear this or that? Do I bother with you today? So many details I swear my head will explode.
My whole world is changing-
right before my eyes.
and yet,
you’re still here.
I feel like crying, though
every time you’re away.
I’m so hooked.
I cannot get enough.
and yet, I feel like its all going to end soon..
everything is way too perfect.
Nothing this good could possibly happen to me.
I’m not worth it.
this lump,
in my throat,
makes it crazy hard for me to swallow.
my heart races at a million miles a SECOND.
Christ, I love you .
way more than you could possibly imagine.
you are absolutely the unhealthiest thing for me.
every time my phone lights up,
i get butterflies in my stomach…
i want to tell you how i feel.
i just need to know that you feel the same way.
i desperately need to know.
i can already see it,
my world without you,
and i’d be crushed.
i hope you’re the one.
I love you so fucking much.
please choose to stay.
You always have to choose your own way. Your life is a result of your choices. If you choose so you can Block out many negativities and Make your life more enjoyable.
But be careful. Sometimes your choice could be wrong and changing your mind and going back to the other choice does not work.
If i had to choose between another chance or to fix a regret. I would choose the chance, because everything that a regret holds, is a lesson. If you take that lesson away, what do you learn.. Who are you? What did you do that made you who you are today. Choosing a chance gives you another opportunity, another lesson, or another success.
I choose every second
as my own
fleeting as they are
I choose to own
every moment
and you
I choose to be the greatest version, of the grandest vision, ever I have had of myself…daily.
I choose pigs,Elvis,and Yoda
Why not cats instead of pigs?
Why not Justin Bieber instead of Elvis?
Why not Jessie[Toy Story]instead of Yoda?
Well…thats not me!
i choose ti be a good person, i choose ti be happy, i choose to give others second chances, i choose to act like a little kid because it makes me happy, i choose my life
I wish I could choose my own word because you give me the same one every fucking time. C’mon man, you have one job! One!
Choose
Chose
Chosen
They’re all the same.
They pick,invite,and meat YOU!
I have gotten chosen,too;
to parties,teams,schools,and tons more
choosing isn’t easy to do. Choosing is hard and sometimes you don’t know what to do. Sometimes you have to choose about things that you shouldn’t have to but society is making you, and that sucks but its life. You can’t choose many things, like family, sexuality, looks, or lifestyle but you just have to accept that and be happy.
What could compel a person to choose material over family, friendship, or love? What material would be worth it? Money, drug, status symbol, a great source of knowledge?
Choose the fitness, choose the life, choose to waste the time on what was supposed to be a gift. Some days the choices seem far and few between, and some days it seems like they will never come again. Of course history is cyclical and memories are short. You probably made just as many right and wrong choices as anyone else…but what do you know?
I choose cheese. Not Shoes or Chores or Chinese. I choose Cheese. Not Chance or change or Challenges. I choose Cheese.
vanilla or chocolate
einstein or newton
fig or apple
forbidden or permitted
ballerina or fireman
alien or monster
There are things you choose and things you dont.
You dont choose your parents, your family, the crazy mofos who run you r 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 you friends and family happen to both do this, amazing, it not, well, you gotta choose…..
I choose you!You are beautiful inside and out.The Lord is in you wherever you go.
God also has chosen you.
There’s no such thing as free will but if i want a red dress, i can.
if I want a yellow sweater, I
will. Choice within structure
is where I stand.
we can’t choose the structure
only how we inhabit.