to compensate is to come gather, giving a bit up of yourself while the other will give something up to you. To compensate is to complement each other to one whole being. That is what compensation is about for me.
Bart Vermeij
People always try to compensate for what they think their flaws are.
Maartje
Mensen vliegen de hele wereld over. Vooral in het Westen vliegen we veel om de natuur op te zoeken. Maar we willen er niet te veel voor betalen. Is dit okee?
marjolein
What to write about compensate.. its something people should do more :)
Bernadet Tatje
Karma. Compensate the bad of others with your own good.
Give more than you take.
Johanna
The floods were so bad that nothing anyone could do, even money, could compensate for the distress caused
Seemingly charmed, George had to work hard to compensate his family for his absence. The influx of gifts was constant. They cleared spaces for more flowers, jewellery, toys and games. In April they arrived home one day to find a golden labrador puppy pooping on the doormat. In August the dog was joined by an Andalusian pony who outgrew the back yard within weeks. George sent things he thought would make them happy, but he no longer knew them. He didn’t know if his boy could structure a sentence or throw a curve ball, and he never knew that his baby girl prayed to God very night for Daddy to come home.
To have two different hobbies might take up a lot of time, so we have to make good choices and compensate the amount of time spent on one for the other.
Ray Chang
Some people have better abilities than others, however they don’t have or lack the confidence to use these abilities to the full. They think that they must compensate for their shortcomings but if only someone told them that they were good enough in the first place, they would have nothing to worry about. No need to compensate for anything!
Rojen Fletcher
It was to late to compensate with gifts, he had let them down irrevocably and the damage was done.Yet, he still ran desperately to the shops to find a gift, a recompense if you will.
Ellie
You idiot, a big car can’t make up for something that small! Your brain I mean!
Ketly
“To compensate for your loss, I have been instructed to apologize and offer my services.” The tall, burly man extended his hand towards the petite brunette.
She glared at him and said, “What exactly are your services?”
How do we compensate for dimensionality? What we do, what we will do, and what we don’t do? How can we ever expect people to forgive us, or for them to repay us?
It isn’t a question of what: it’s a question of when.
Iceman
He was burdened with the haunting notion to give and receive, that everything once received must be relinquished to someone else. The everlasting ghost of compensation lingered on his ever silenced lips, hiding the truth that he had everything.
Katrina Ingham
Everyone in the world felt the need to compensate for someone else. The brutality of their own minds pressured them with insanity and the endless material giving drove them to their own extinction. In the end, nothing was left. Nothing but moral compensation.
Katrina
He needs to compensate for it one way or another. Otherwise, his actions from the past will continue to haunt him forever.
Compensation is the destiny we aspire to meet because we place value in balance. The darkness fizzles without the light, and wonders are bland without a backdrop of tragedy to magnify their miracles and brilliance.
Nicholas
idk don’t know what it exactly means cause i speak spanish and that’s all
i don’t know! omg, im pretty stressed you know
i’m listening monsoon hahahaha(/?
LARRY IS REAL
LOUIS I A SUNSHIEN AHRRY IS A CUPCAKE
LALALALALALALLALAALAL
wait what
no, i was writing my name, why
no, this is wrong
wait
no
hey,
stop
RUNNING THROUGH THE MONSOON BEYOND THE WORLD TO THE END OF TIME WHERE THE RAIN WON’0T HURT FIGHTING THE STORM INTO THJE BLUE
bcboyfriends
I was compensating for all she had lost. Her mother, her father, her siblings, her love. I was the only one left, and all I wanted was for her to have eyes full of life, to add a spring to her step.
The left hand shifted upward as the boy tipped more acorns into the right, sending it shifting (grumble rumble creaaaaakily) down towards the floor. Then the most marvelous thing of all happened: the eye in the woman-shaped scale /winked/. He gasped, and the remained of the acorns spilled out of his hand and onto the floor.
He slid the money across the money, and Clara thought slime should be oozing from his fingertips. Her mother grabbed the cash quickly, her eyes averted, and the man simply smirked. But Clara knew they would never be fully compensated for all they had seen. All they had lived through. So she followed her mother meekly out of the room, but all the while her fingers pinched her palms, plotting murder.
compensate to make up for an area in which one is lacking. something that basilios does consantly in his life. makes up for his mistakes with his children. with his sister. with his brother. everything that he does is in order to recover some kind of dignity. he barters with fate to be seen as just.
Mackintosh
You always made me feel as though i need to compensate.
I laugh harder
Dress better
Seem smarter
Put make up on
Try harder
Not only in a silly romantic way but in a be a better person kind of way.
You make me better and worse at the same time.
CaitieBug
Compensate? Compensate for what? My hellish life, barren, broken, battered? My lack of morals, judgement, emotions? I can’t compensate with things I don’t have.
Sierra
He was going to need compensation. He was going to need revenge. No one lays a finger on his brother without getting it chopped off. He was going to find that demon even if it killed him. That demon was done for.
Without your eyes or your smile
or your red hear
my Love hangs on your every word.
Break up with me
the way I taught you to break up
and Love me the way you taught me
to Love
L as in Lisa,
L as in Love.
If you compensate
I will masturbate
enough to inflate
your mental to the top
If you abstain
I will refrain
enough to constrain
big chain your brain
Bhagwant Jahooty
He had to compensate for the fact that she was a complete dumbass. No gun, no knife. How was she going to protect herself. Sighing, he shoved his shotgun into her hand and picked up a knife. He hoped it would work on this demon.
Nina
Things don’t compensate.
Okay, maybe a little, they do. But never fully, and the best thing to do is just to let go, because nothing can ever compensate for a thing the way that thing would.
But if the thing was there, there would be no need to compensate, and life would be alright.
Or just simply boring.
Small Thunder
i tried to compensate for the lack of muscular build. i’m so sorry. i guess its the way i was raised. just like my father and his father before him. i come from a long line of doctors but i always wanted to be an actor.
Alex
I used to sit in drivers ed, ready to learn all about safety and with rapt attention.
Then I met my teacher. Scott was lazy, racist, perverted, and overall nauseating. He hated his job, hated teenagers, and hated his life. He used to call monster trucks “compensation vehicles,” and laugh with that chocking cough.
He taught me more than any other drivers ed teacher could.
“You will be compensated for your services,”
Tamsin blinked, nonplussed. “Money’s not really the problem here, honey. The whole ‘asking me to murder someone’ thing, now, THAT’S a problem area,”
She frowned. “I don’t understand; I was told you-”
“Wait, wait, TOLD?” she asked, crossing to the window and peeking through the shades. “You said you wanted to kill someone and they sent you HERE? Who?”
The woman had learned to compensate for the weaknesses in her life. Not all of them, of course, were of her own doing. Her husband’s weaknesses — or weakness (If only he’d quit drinking) — had cost her so very much. Time. True happiness. Companionship. Opportunity to flourish in her community. So she had compensated by applying her time and energy to her profession. She spent copious amounts of time and energy at work. She enjoyed it. It was a place and a situation in which she could succeed. Her colleagues at work only knew the positive side of her life. And she continuously strove to polish that until it shined.
Tori
Compensate for my will to appreciate, if I’ve lost it
Compensate for the direction I appeal to reason and when my heart fails to recognize itself,
tell it so
Compensate for my lack of ability to determine how much ability I have
Compensate for freedom of speech when silence is all that is needed
Compensate for the losing benefits of desiring something that is not yet to be,
and losing sight of reality
I wondered if the success would compensate the years I worked and sacrificed. It’s so easy to lose sight in what matters… But I guess that’s what happens when you want to change the world and leave an impact on those that follow you. With a world full of so many shadow people, we need some to step out in the light to lead the way.
You say that whatever I do will compensate for all the time you’ve spent on me. That it’ll be worth it. That you don’t need anything in return. Don’t you realize though that it’s not for you? It’s for me. I can’t live knowing that I haven’t done anything in return.
Compensate is when you give up something you like for someone else, even though you like what you like, and they like something else. It’s a cute concept, especially when in love with someone.
Brianna
He couldn’t compensate for the lack of her skills. They needed her here, or this mission wouldn’t be successful. X ran out the door after her, already planning the usual come-back-we-need-you-don’t-do-this speech in his head. Already ready to drag her back by force if he had to.
to compensate is to come gather, giving a bit up of yourself while the other will give something up to you. To compensate is to complement each other to one whole being. That is what compensation is about for me.
People always try to compensate for what they think their flaws are.
Mensen vliegen de hele wereld over. Vooral in het Westen vliegen we veel om de natuur op te zoeken. Maar we willen er niet te veel voor betalen. Is dit okee?
What to write about compensate.. its something people should do more :)
Karma. Compensate the bad of others with your own good.
Give more than you take.
The floods were so bad that nothing anyone could do, even money, could compensate for the distress caused
Seemingly charmed, George had to work hard to compensate his family for his absence. The influx of gifts was constant. They cleared spaces for more flowers, jewellery, toys and games. In April they arrived home one day to find a golden labrador puppy pooping on the doormat. In August the dog was joined by an Andalusian pony who outgrew the back yard within weeks. George sent things he thought would make them happy, but he no longer knew them. He didn’t know if his boy could structure a sentence or throw a curve ball, and he never knew that his baby girl prayed to God very night for Daddy to come home.
To have two different hobbies might take up a lot of time, so we have to make good choices and compensate the amount of time spent on one for the other.
Some people have better abilities than others, however they don’t have or lack the confidence to use these abilities to the full. They think that they must compensate for their shortcomings but if only someone told them that they were good enough in the first place, they would have nothing to worry about. No need to compensate for anything!
It was to late to compensate with gifts, he had let them down irrevocably and the damage was done.Yet, he still ran desperately to the shops to find a gift, a recompense if you will.
You idiot, a big car can’t make up for something that small! Your brain I mean!
“To compensate for your loss, I have been instructed to apologize and offer my services.” The tall, burly man extended his hand towards the petite brunette.
She glared at him and said, “What exactly are your services?”
How do we compensate for dimensionality? What we do, what we will do, and what we don’t do? How can we ever expect people to forgive us, or for them to repay us?
It isn’t a question of what: it’s a question of when.
He was burdened with the haunting notion to give and receive, that everything once received must be relinquished to someone else. The everlasting ghost of compensation lingered on his ever silenced lips, hiding the truth that he had everything.
Everyone in the world felt the need to compensate for someone else. The brutality of their own minds pressured them with insanity and the endless material giving drove them to their own extinction. In the end, nothing was left. Nothing but moral compensation.
He needs to compensate for it one way or another. Otherwise, his actions from the past will continue to haunt him forever.
Compensation is the destiny we aspire to meet because we place value in balance. The darkness fizzles without the light, and wonders are bland without a backdrop of tragedy to magnify their miracles and brilliance.
idk don’t know what it exactly means cause i speak spanish and that’s all
i don’t know! omg, im pretty stressed you know
i’m listening monsoon hahahaha(/?
LARRY IS REAL
LOUIS I A SUNSHIEN AHRRY IS A CUPCAKE
LALALALALALALLALAALAL
wait what
no, i was writing my name, why
no, this is wrong
wait
no
hey,
stop
RUNNING THROUGH THE MONSOON BEYOND THE WORLD TO THE END OF TIME WHERE THE RAIN WON’0T HURT FIGHTING THE STORM INTO THJE BLUE
I was compensating for all she had lost. Her mother, her father, her siblings, her love. I was the only one left, and all I wanted was for her to have eyes full of life, to add a spring to her step.
The left hand shifted upward as the boy tipped more acorns into the right, sending it shifting (grumble rumble creaaaaakily) down towards the floor. Then the most marvelous thing of all happened: the eye in the woman-shaped scale /winked/. He gasped, and the remained of the acorns spilled out of his hand and onto the floor.
He slid the money across the money, and Clara thought slime should be oozing from his fingertips. Her mother grabbed the cash quickly, her eyes averted, and the man simply smirked. But Clara knew they would never be fully compensated for all they had seen. All they had lived through. So she followed her mother meekly out of the room, but all the while her fingers pinched her palms, plotting murder.
don’t try to hide behind false notions of validity. Accept your good and bad and deal with them. You owe nothing and nothing is owed to you.
let’s not get crazy, she said.
they laughed and wouldn’t stop.
they spun in circles and broke the physics
of normal joints and aging.
let’s go off to the moon.
let’s compensate later.
you leave them to their
empty laughter and lazy circles.
compensate to make up for an area in which one is lacking. something that basilios does consantly in his life. makes up for his mistakes with his children. with his sister. with his brother. everything that he does is in order to recover some kind of dignity. he barters with fate to be seen as just.
You always made me feel as though i need to compensate.
I laugh harder
Dress better
Seem smarter
Put make up on
Try harder
Not only in a silly romantic way but in a be a better person kind of way.
You make me better and worse at the same time.
Compensate? Compensate for what? My hellish life, barren, broken, battered? My lack of morals, judgement, emotions? I can’t compensate with things I don’t have.
He was going to need compensation. He was going to need revenge. No one lays a finger on his brother without getting it chopped off. He was going to find that demon even if it killed him. That demon was done for.
Without your eyes or your smile
or your red hear
my Love hangs on your every word.
Break up with me
the way I taught you to break up
and Love me the way you taught me
to Love
L as in Lisa,
L as in Love.
If you compensate
I will masturbate
enough to inflate
your mental to the top
If you abstain
I will refrain
enough to constrain
big chain your brain
He had to compensate for the fact that she was a complete dumbass. No gun, no knife. How was she going to protect herself. Sighing, he shoved his shotgun into her hand and picked up a knife. He hoped it would work on this demon.
Things don’t compensate.
Okay, maybe a little, they do. But never fully, and the best thing to do is just to let go, because nothing can ever compensate for a thing the way that thing would.
But if the thing was there, there would be no need to compensate, and life would be alright.
Or just simply boring.
i tried to compensate for the lack of muscular build. i’m so sorry. i guess its the way i was raised. just like my father and his father before him. i come from a long line of doctors but i always wanted to be an actor.
I used to sit in drivers ed, ready to learn all about safety and with rapt attention.
Then I met my teacher. Scott was lazy, racist, perverted, and overall nauseating. He hated his job, hated teenagers, and hated his life. He used to call monster trucks “compensation vehicles,” and laugh with that chocking cough.
He taught me more than any other drivers ed teacher could.
“You will be compensated for your services,”
Tamsin blinked, nonplussed. “Money’s not really the problem here, honey. The whole ‘asking me to murder someone’ thing, now, THAT’S a problem area,”
She frowned. “I don’t understand; I was told you-”
“Wait, wait, TOLD?” she asked, crossing to the window and peeking through the shades. “You said you wanted to kill someone and they sent you HERE? Who?”
The woman had learned to compensate for the weaknesses in her life. Not all of them, of course, were of her own doing. Her husband’s weaknesses — or weakness (If only he’d quit drinking) — had cost her so very much. Time. True happiness. Companionship. Opportunity to flourish in her community. So she had compensated by applying her time and energy to her profession. She spent copious amounts of time and energy at work. She enjoyed it. It was a place and a situation in which she could succeed. Her colleagues at work only knew the positive side of her life. And she continuously strove to polish that until it shined.
Compensate for my will to appreciate, if I’ve lost it
Compensate for the direction I appeal to reason and when my heart fails to recognize itself,
tell it so
Compensate for my lack of ability to determine how much ability I have
Compensate for freedom of speech when silence is all that is needed
Compensate for the losing benefits of desiring something that is not yet to be,
and losing sight of reality
I wondered if the success would compensate the years I worked and sacrificed. It’s so easy to lose sight in what matters… But I guess that’s what happens when you want to change the world and leave an impact on those that follow you. With a world full of so many shadow people, we need some to step out in the light to lead the way.
You say that whatever I do will compensate for all the time you’ve spent on me. That it’ll be worth it. That you don’t need anything in return. Don’t you realize though that it’s not for you? It’s for me. I can’t live knowing that I haven’t done anything in return.
Compensate is when you give up something you like for someone else, even though you like what you like, and they like something else. It’s a cute concept, especially when in love with someone.
He couldn’t compensate for the lack of her skills. They needed her here, or this mission wouldn’t be successful. X ran out the door after her, already planning the usual come-back-we-need-you-don’t-do-this speech in his head. Already ready to drag her back by force if he had to.