As their voices rose, the neighbors turned up the volume on the tv, drowning out the disturbance. I turned up the volume on my ipod, copying our neighbors lead, but it was already maxed out. now i sit, waiting to one of them to storm out.
gwa
It’s hard that i fight with myself sometimes. Mother always said, “we are our own worst critics” i never knew how right she would be or how truely wronged i feel by me.
brittany
In a dispute, I think of a disagreement that can be solved. You see with a dispute, there is the connotation of the opportunity to fix the disagreement.
Marc
I hate disputing. I do it both internally and externally. It is my biggest problem in life.
Nadia
us girls sat and just stared at eachother, it was the silliest thing wecould have done, but its what happens when ones friend does something to them they hate. i hated her for doing this to me; i hated her, but loved her even more at the same time. i loved her for finally living, but i wanted to punch her for living a little too much. this was a dispute that i couldnt ignore, it had to happen. we had to fight
dyanne
i am better than him. stay with me. there’s no dispute. I’m just better.
aretha
problem, argument, misunderstanding, conflict, hurtful, different opinions
Kim
the argument was earth shattering. literally. it was over whether the cause of earthquakes originated in the friction caused when two tectonic plates rubbed against each other or through molten shifts in the earth’s core. the dispute was resolved only when the participants gave up trying to convince each other of differing viewpoints.
carl shan
i have to dispute my feelings about everything. i can’t help but think of both sides. i have to dispute why everything happens to understand. meaning is something important to me. it’s frustrating when i can’t do something for a reason or see the reason in something.
i use to dispute with my boyfriend all the time. he never saw my view point or agreed that everything happens for a reason. he thought he was always right and it didn’t matter. but it did.
me
there was always to sides to a family, just like there were two sides to a story.
there was us and THEM.
them like some alien species.
Koby
peace is the one word that represents something greater than all of us. if we lived in peace with each other we would be completely happy there would be no forces trying to constantly put us down.
arlene
what to dispute and why my disputation ends here. dispute thats cute, and the time is up
j
It seems that nowadays, all we do is yell and blame. Can we ever settle a dispute in a civilized manner anymore? Just sit down and think calmly, maybe rationally. Then we’ll be able to see how stupid some of these disputes are. And we let them ruin our lives, relationships. How pitiful.
He sat quietly in his room and just tried to block it out.
They were always at each other’s throats…
If it wasn’t this it was that.
If one said one thing… the other said the opposite.
He only found refuge in his room, surrounded by his friends.
These plush creatures would never argue like them…
Never disregard his well-being like them…
Never carry on as if all was well like them…
Why couldn’t they just stop it?
For their own sake?
For the sake of their marraige?
For his sake?
Nick Matherne
The dispute between the mafia bosses ended in an all-out war. Now so many made-men and whacked ones are dancing in eternity that eternity doesn’t know where to put them. Maybe they’ll be sorted together with those who murder poetry.
Joy Cagil
why are we fighting what is this about how are you even here. What have I done you cant have it. land money greed filth. family dispute nation dispute. Crimes and rapes and evil dispute in court. Why are we fighting?
Elise M
No one was as shocked as I when the grouchy lady behind the complaint counter looked up at me and said, “And why should I believe a story like that?”
ejohnson
an argument of some description. sometimes it isn’t a big deal, sometimes it is. it just depends on the subject. different people dispute about different things. some disputes are settled by arguments, others by wars and fights. sometimes even votes.
Susi Law
I ran into him in the hallway again today. It was almost painful to see how happy he’d been lately. I couldn’t deny what I felt, but sometimes I found myself disputing against it. My feelings were obviously not mutual when it came to him, and that’s what hurt the most I think.
Chelsey Alex
The dispute was supposed to clear the atmosphere between them but it looked more and more like a terminal nuclear mushroom cloud by the minute. They ended up at the police station: good thing that the neighbours had called the cops on them.
Nathalie (spacedlaw)
:the thing that gets in the way of people getting along but also the thing that allows us to progress and makes man amazing. I dispute things regularly, it doesn’t make friends but keeps me me.
Andrew Start
an argument between people. needn’t necessarily be resolved ever. more interesting than peace and more fun than calm. i enjoy disputes. sometimes people die as a result. opportunity cost.
kelly
There was a terrible dispute about the event. Had it happened on purpose? Had it been mere accident. They might never know, but the house was totally destroyed.
Sandra
we remain in a dispute of sorts. he feels we should simply be lovers, i have the feeling we need to be more. it’s the accepting of a man into your self, your heart, your life… letting them IN that makes the difference between us. he sees it as fucking, i call it making love.
one of us will win the stand-off… and one will walk away, either in tears or relief.
quin browne
Such a dispute was worthy of the worst enemies, wasn’t it? I was thinking it sounds normal,whatsoever. We have become used to the fact that there are some ideas which can never be put across. The words are still flowing…
Edna Paulet
Dispute. Disputing with life. Disputing with love. Love with disputing. Life with disputing. Dispute with everything. And when you’re done with disputing- the game is over. Congratulations my friend, you just disputed with life and love and everything beyond, now you’re turn is over.
Brittany
I was sitting on my couch thinking about why I want to become a writer. It has nothing to do with reality nothing real. I can’t explain it; it’s a constant internal argument with myself-within myself. Still it is the only thing worthwhile.
James
the argumentive instinct takes over. Listen, think, repond. It is pointless to convince, the real winner of the argument is the one who learns. Debate untill the point is dull, then agree. Resolved.
Tyler Scott
As I spoke with the customer further, I realized that she had a legitimate dispute. The warantee clearly states that it is guaranteed for 2 years.
Devan
is what she said when there was a dispute. its something that you really cant argue about because most of the time both people are wrong. its incredible really how wrong two people can be a the same time and still think eachother are so stupid. its really an eye opening fact about humanity. disputes can happen over almost anything really sports, relationships, everything. more often than necessary
Nico Diplacido
I dislike dispute.
I like dispute.
Perhaps it helps?
Maybe it doesn’t.
It breaks, never mends. Always breaks.
Love. Love mends. It never breaks.
Joanna Di Stefano
la dispute. name of a song from amelie, or some other played out french movie. played in her head over and over as she thought about the betrayal, the ignored instructions, the dollars down the drain for nothing, apparently. it was over.
yael
The two separated each other. Both glanced in opposite directions. There was no reconciliation.
Oil and water in one bowl, they could not mix.
makaid
its not nice to argue. there are times you hate to come upon two having a dispute. Many disputes are brought about by family members. Usually disputes are not of great importance.
Bj
So often, people would tell him what he ought to do, or who he ought to be. It wasn’t that he disputed their wisdom, exactly, just that he didn’t think they had any idea what actually went on in his head.
snowtarg
There was a dispute between us. Always and forever would there be a dispute. We were ones to enjoy fighting and we would continue it throughout our history together. It was hard to avoid one, whether it was who was going to go grocery shopping or who would pick the family night movie. We would always fight, and we would always drag it out. And we would never forget our dispute.
Cortney Howell
Dispute? Can’t argue with you there. Seems like a reasonable request… You know what? FUCK YOU! I don’t have to do anything you say. I’m not here for YOUR amusement… I serve my own purposes. You sir are no master to me.
As their voices rose, the neighbors turned up the volume on the tv, drowning out the disturbance. I turned up the volume on my ipod, copying our neighbors lead, but it was already maxed out. now i sit, waiting to one of them to storm out.
It’s hard that i fight with myself sometimes. Mother always said, “we are our own worst critics” i never knew how right she would be or how truely wronged i feel by me.
In a dispute, I think of a disagreement that can be solved. You see with a dispute, there is the connotation of the opportunity to fix the disagreement.
I hate disputing. I do it both internally and externally. It is my biggest problem in life.
us girls sat and just stared at eachother, it was the silliest thing wecould have done, but its what happens when ones friend does something to them they hate. i hated her for doing this to me; i hated her, but loved her even more at the same time. i loved her for finally living, but i wanted to punch her for living a little too much. this was a dispute that i couldnt ignore, it had to happen. we had to fight
i am better than him. stay with me. there’s no dispute. I’m just better.
problem, argument, misunderstanding, conflict, hurtful, different opinions
the argument was earth shattering. literally. it was over whether the cause of earthquakes originated in the friction caused when two tectonic plates rubbed against each other or through molten shifts in the earth’s core. the dispute was resolved only when the participants gave up trying to convince each other of differing viewpoints.
i have to dispute my feelings about everything. i can’t help but think of both sides. i have to dispute why everything happens to understand. meaning is something important to me. it’s frustrating when i can’t do something for a reason or see the reason in something.
i use to dispute with my boyfriend all the time. he never saw my view point or agreed that everything happens for a reason. he thought he was always right and it didn’t matter. but it did.
there was always to sides to a family, just like there were two sides to a story.
there was us and THEM.
them like some alien species.
peace is the one word that represents something greater than all of us. if we lived in peace with each other we would be completely happy there would be no forces trying to constantly put us down.
what to dispute and why my disputation ends here. dispute thats cute, and the time is up
It seems that nowadays, all we do is yell and blame. Can we ever settle a dispute in a civilized manner anymore? Just sit down and think calmly, maybe rationally. Then we’ll be able to see how stupid some of these disputes are. And we let them ruin our lives, relationships. How pitiful.
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This fucking counts as writing, I swear to drunk.
It was a long and loud dispute.
They always were.
He sat quietly in his room and just tried to block it out.
They were always at each other’s throats…
If it wasn’t this it was that.
If one said one thing… the other said the opposite.
He only found refuge in his room, surrounded by his friends.
These plush creatures would never argue like them…
Never disregard his well-being like them…
Never carry on as if all was well like them…
Why couldn’t they just stop it?
For their own sake?
For the sake of their marraige?
For his sake?
The dispute between the mafia bosses ended in an all-out war. Now so many made-men and whacked ones are dancing in eternity that eternity doesn’t know where to put them. Maybe they’ll be sorted together with those who murder poetry.
why are we fighting what is this about how are you even here. What have I done you cant have it. land money greed filth. family dispute nation dispute. Crimes and rapes and evil dispute in court. Why are we fighting?
No one was as shocked as I when the grouchy lady behind the complaint counter looked up at me and said, “And why should I believe a story like that?”
an argument of some description. sometimes it isn’t a big deal, sometimes it is. it just depends on the subject. different people dispute about different things. some disputes are settled by arguments, others by wars and fights. sometimes even votes.
I ran into him in the hallway again today. It was almost painful to see how happy he’d been lately. I couldn’t deny what I felt, but sometimes I found myself disputing against it. My feelings were obviously not mutual when it came to him, and that’s what hurt the most I think.
The dispute was supposed to clear the atmosphere between them but it looked more and more like a terminal nuclear mushroom cloud by the minute. They ended up at the police station: good thing that the neighbours had called the cops on them.
:the thing that gets in the way of people getting along but also the thing that allows us to progress and makes man amazing. I dispute things regularly, it doesn’t make friends but keeps me me.
an argument between people. needn’t necessarily be resolved ever. more interesting than peace and more fun than calm. i enjoy disputes. sometimes people die as a result. opportunity cost.
There was a terrible dispute about the event. Had it happened on purpose? Had it been mere accident. They might never know, but the house was totally destroyed.
we remain in a dispute of sorts. he feels we should simply be lovers, i have the feeling we need to be more. it’s the accepting of a man into your self, your heart, your life… letting them IN that makes the difference between us. he sees it as fucking, i call it making love.
one of us will win the stand-off… and one will walk away, either in tears or relief.
Such a dispute was worthy of the worst enemies, wasn’t it? I was thinking it sounds normal,whatsoever. We have become used to the fact that there are some ideas which can never be put across. The words are still flowing…
Dispute. Disputing with life. Disputing with love. Love with disputing. Life with disputing. Dispute with everything. And when you’re done with disputing- the game is over. Congratulations my friend, you just disputed with life and love and everything beyond, now you’re turn is over.
I was sitting on my couch thinking about why I want to become a writer. It has nothing to do with reality nothing real. I can’t explain it; it’s a constant internal argument with myself-within myself. Still it is the only thing worthwhile.
the argumentive instinct takes over. Listen, think, repond. It is pointless to convince, the real winner of the argument is the one who learns. Debate untill the point is dull, then agree. Resolved.
As I spoke with the customer further, I realized that she had a legitimate dispute. The warantee clearly states that it is guaranteed for 2 years.
is what she said when there was a dispute. its something that you really cant argue about because most of the time both people are wrong. its incredible really how wrong two people can be a the same time and still think eachother are so stupid. its really an eye opening fact about humanity. disputes can happen over almost anything really sports, relationships, everything. more often than necessary
I dislike dispute.
I like dispute.
Perhaps it helps?
Maybe it doesn’t.
It breaks, never mends. Always breaks.
Love. Love mends. It never breaks.
la dispute. name of a song from amelie, or some other played out french movie. played in her head over and over as she thought about the betrayal, the ignored instructions, the dollars down the drain for nothing, apparently. it was over.
The two separated each other. Both glanced in opposite directions. There was no reconciliation.
Oil and water in one bowl, they could not mix.
its not nice to argue. there are times you hate to come upon two having a dispute. Many disputes are brought about by family members. Usually disputes are not of great importance.
So often, people would tell him what he ought to do, or who he ought to be. It wasn’t that he disputed their wisdom, exactly, just that he didn’t think they had any idea what actually went on in his head.
There was a dispute between us. Always and forever would there be a dispute. We were ones to enjoy fighting and we would continue it throughout our history together. It was hard to avoid one, whether it was who was going to go grocery shopping or who would pick the family night movie. We would always fight, and we would always drag it out. And we would never forget our dispute.
Dispute? Can’t argue with you there. Seems like a reasonable request… You know what? FUCK YOU! I don’t have to do anything you say. I’m not here for YOUR amusement… I serve my own purposes. You sir are no master to me.
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