He holds his head high, exuding an air of importance and pride. But through his tailored suit and leather shoes, he holds a broken heart. So much for glitter.
the woman walked down the street with parasol in hand. she looked around with a very haughty expression crossing her face and sneered at the commoners in their peasant clothes. she was dressed in a lavish purple color, something she could only afford because she had just recently decided to sell all her deceased mother’s fine silver.
Dylinn Nelson
Distinguished brings to mind pictures of men in tuxedos and top hats. They stand around looking “distinguished”. Who ever decided what this word means? What exactly is it that men in tuxedos and top hats actually accomplish that makes them so “distinguished”?
SN
Distinguished. I cannot help but wonder, have I ever felt that way? Maybe. Particularly when that person considered I was exceptional. Quite good, actually.
“Distinguished” is one of those words that desires to be had. We all want to be distinguished; different from the norm. We want to shine in our own realms, to show others that we have something to offer to the blandness of our society.
“Distinguished” is one of those words that desires to be had. We all want to be distinguished; different from the norm. We want to shine in our own realms, to show others that we have something to offer to the blandness of our society.
Grant
the man, with the distinguished brow, looked me over with an approving smile. “She’ll do quite well.” he said. I had know idea what was happening but under his gaze I felt both safe and elated!
taylor kaye
He was a distinguished and heart felt young man in his late teen years. He just graduated high school and was ready for the real world. He had been accepted to a prestigious university and was ready to move into his dorm. He packed all of his belongings headed for the door, before he got there he heard a big crash.
Salim Razawi
The distinguished gentleman rose to take the lectern. The audience hushed as he cleared his throat. a shot rang out. the hush was replaced by an anarchic but subdued roar.
He walks down the street with his nose tacked to a cloud. He is the perfect example of the businessman american male—falsely strong, propped up with a backbone of wealth.
delapruch
Distinguished, in his pompous suit, sneering at those poor souls who were slogging it out below. It never crossed his mind how little they cared that they didn’t have what he had.
s
A distinguished man stood at the platform. She listened intently to every word he said, but soon found her way to sleep.
There was something different about her. The way she combed her auburn hair, or the way she studied her texts so meticulously as if the very thought of forgetting a single sentence would be the death of her. Among her peers, she didn’t fit. Her nature was not a sociable one, and they isolated her as she tried to isolate herself.
Kira
When you think of distinguished people, you might think of royalty and British people. I think of British people, but not royalty. I think of Sherlock Holmes. Maybe that’s a bit strange, but he is the most distinguished person I can think of.
Elayna
She sighed, running a hand across her sweaty forehead. She hated when they came – she and the others would be worked to death, forced to cook day in, day out, no matter how sweltering it was outside, all to proved food for the damned “distinguished” nobles. Well, when the Revolution hit, the “distinguished” wouldn’t be very “distinguished” anymore.
i am a distinguished individual; so i think, but really am i? i mean everyone has internships and organizations and volunteer opportunities that they’ve completed so how distinguished am i? is my resume? are my experiences? are my goals? dreams? hopes? yet i am different i work hard, but really we all work hard right? no one works as hard as me, so i say, but do i really have it together like they think i do?
b
In a sea of people, the distinguished gentleman is hardly noticed. He passes them by like a wave on the ocean, each one carefully avoiding his stoic, yet regal gaze as he pressed on towards his goal with a aura of one who carries the weight of loneliness.
And though he stood on the center of the vast, polished wooden stage with the ribbon on his chest, he felt as though he were an ant crawling upon the face of a meadow, carrying a breadcrumb on his back.
a mere cephalopod
There’s a distinguished look in his eyes.
An air about him that is totally his.
Totally him.
And I want him to be mine.
ugh distinguished there is no such thing and i should know as i attend a distinguished college filled with youth distinguished for… mostly their privilege.
I know she thinks she is, but we can see that this woman is far from distinguished. She is a barfly and rather loud & obnoxious. I think I may never come here again, just to avoid being around her.
He was very tall, distinguished, debonaire, distinguished in his suit and tie. Briefcase in hand. Walking through the atrium of the plaza with an attitude and air of success. The 37th floor was his destination. The smile upon his face suggested that of contentment and excitement.
he walked through the atrium of the tall building. His briefcase in hand, a tie ardoned his neck. He looked very dabber, very debonaire, very distinguished. The 37th floor was his destination. A destination which awaited in front of him
Wendy
she distinguished herself early in her career and then had nowhere left to go.
There is nothing particular about me that is special. I am smart, but I am not the smartest. I am funny, but not the funniest. I can write, but not as well as others. I mix music, I sing, I am short, I am attractive, I can cook, and I am a good friend. None of those things about me stands out, nothing I do or am is the best, or most unique. So how can I be special? I am not distinguished from the pack.
Now you know what happened. You have distinguished love from infatuation. From your real friends to your fake friends. To your real lover and the the fake one. Cast me away. I am nothing now. Although I still love you. I am the fake one. Remember that.
Distinguished. There’s a difference between smart and wise. Word to the distinguished.
laughalot
I want to be distinguished in something in my life. I don’t know what yet, though. I know I want more than I have now. I know I’m confused and I feel alone and I feel like I’m moving back instead of forward. I want to live and be free and love and be loved and be passion
MaKenzie
He was tall and handsome. His suit was pressed, and it was clear with a single glance at him that it was expensive. His manners were smooth, and his hair was slicked back. Jessica thought that he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on.
And now she was on a mission. A mission to win him over. A mission to make him the husband her parents were determined she have soon. He would be what kept her from being stuck with an old, rich geezer chosen by her parents.
Except, on doing a little research, Jessica discovered something that might make her mission a little harder. She discovered his wife.
Sabrina
im distingished from this world. im a bee that wants to dominate the world with flowers and 21 pink guns. smile face.
trini
The king peered down his nose unto his subject.
“You,” he boldly stated, “You think you can be lenient under MY command? You cannot just leave the toilet unclogged without saying! This is a very distinguished castle, and I shall NOT allow its name to be tarnish by some…waste.”
Shell
Everything was different. There were so many changes occurring, no one was the same anymore. But I guess that’s what happens in war. But the differences were so, well, different! They were so ditinguished from one another… I only wanted to help in this war; I never expected it all to change me so much. But, again, I guess that’s just a part if war. It’s all up to you, though, to decide what to make of the changes, right? So why was I in this situation still? I mean, what did I do wrong to end up here, as a prisoner of war. More changes I suppose. If I get home, my family will see these new distinguishments as just developments. No, not even that… They probably won’t even recognize me. And that’s not just from all of my inner self that’s changed; I’ve gotten so many battle scars from this ruthless endeavor that I can’t count them. Nothing is the same. But like said of old, change is nature. And isn’t that just the truth?
Nicole
Every man could be seen through little differences. The thing is we nitpick the small differences to show how different w are that we forget the vast similarities with others.
Never before had she seen him in this way. His usually tattered britches were swapped for crisp clean trousers, he donned a collared shirt in place of his worn plaid one. Once shaggy hair was organized into a brilliant coif atop his head. He no longer looked like the unfortunate farm boy. This man was distinguished an would surely impress her father. He had to.
the gentleman walked over, i felt a slight touch tingle my shoulder. “hello again” i shuddered. “you left this.” smile. “i have been looking for that” conversation, conversation; conversation. “i should be leaving.. the time has ran so fast.” embrace. “is this goodbye?” nod. “you wont be forgotten.”
I don’t wish to feel distinguished. I want to be a clock maker. I want to do my best to refine the clock with the provided tools. I want to make it sparkle and shine and operate like a dream. However, I do not want to be the time keeper. There’s too much pressure in that, and when I leave, who will maintain the time without the clock?
standing out when everyone’s sitting shouldn’t be too hard, but everyones’ chairs look so soft. forgot how to put words down like i used to. it’s been too long. typing is a calculated process of inputting letters, characters, pressing buttons not writing. d i s t i n g u i s h e d
oh, to be distinguished. to get noticed, to be vulnerable to be extinguished. a lightning rod for social lightning.
Im distinguished in missed opportunities
These woman are constantly confusing me
Everytime I try to talk..,
be myself..
Im losing me…
He holds his head high, exuding an air of importance and pride. But through his tailored suit and leather shoes, he holds a broken heart. So much for glitter.
the woman walked down the street with parasol in hand. she looked around with a very haughty expression crossing her face and sneered at the commoners in their peasant clothes. she was dressed in a lavish purple color, something she could only afford because she had just recently decided to sell all her deceased mother’s fine silver.
Distinguished brings to mind pictures of men in tuxedos and top hats. They stand around looking “distinguished”. Who ever decided what this word means? What exactly is it that men in tuxedos and top hats actually accomplish that makes them so “distinguished”?
Distinguished. I cannot help but wonder, have I ever felt that way? Maybe. Particularly when that person considered I was exceptional. Quite good, actually.
“Distinguished” is one of those words that desires to be had. We all want to be distinguished; different from the norm. We want to shine in our own realms, to show others that we have something to offer to the blandness of our society.
“Distinguished” is one of those words that desires to be had. We all want to be distinguished; different from the norm. We want to shine in our own realms, to show others that we have something to offer to the blandness of our society.
the man, with the distinguished brow, looked me over with an approving smile. “She’ll do quite well.” he said. I had know idea what was happening but under his gaze I felt both safe and elated!
He was a distinguished and heart felt young man in his late teen years. He just graduated high school and was ready for the real world. He had been accepted to a prestigious university and was ready to move into his dorm. He packed all of his belongings headed for the door, before he got there he heard a big crash.
The distinguished gentleman rose to take the lectern. The audience hushed as he cleared his throat. a shot rang out. the hush was replaced by an anarchic but subdued roar.
He walks down the street with his nose tacked to a cloud. He is the perfect example of the businessman american male—falsely strong, propped up with a backbone of wealth.
Distinguished, in his pompous suit, sneering at those poor souls who were slogging it out below. It never crossed his mind how little they cared that they didn’t have what he had.
A distinguished man stood at the platform. She listened intently to every word he said, but soon found her way to sleep.
There was something different about her. The way she combed her auburn hair, or the way she studied her texts so meticulously as if the very thought of forgetting a single sentence would be the death of her. Among her peers, she didn’t fit. Her nature was not a sociable one, and they isolated her as she tried to isolate herself.
When you think of distinguished people, you might think of royalty and British people. I think of British people, but not royalty. I think of Sherlock Holmes. Maybe that’s a bit strange, but he is the most distinguished person I can think of.
She sighed, running a hand across her sweaty forehead. She hated when they came – she and the others would be worked to death, forced to cook day in, day out, no matter how sweltering it was outside, all to proved food for the damned “distinguished” nobles. Well, when the Revolution hit, the “distinguished” wouldn’t be very “distinguished” anymore.
i am a distinguished individual; so i think, but really am i? i mean everyone has internships and organizations and volunteer opportunities that they’ve completed so how distinguished am i? is my resume? are my experiences? are my goals? dreams? hopes? yet i am different i work hard, but really we all work hard right? no one works as hard as me, so i say, but do i really have it together like they think i do?
In a sea of people, the distinguished gentleman is hardly noticed. He passes them by like a wave on the ocean, each one carefully avoiding his stoic, yet regal gaze as he pressed on towards his goal with a aura of one who carries the weight of loneliness.
And though he stood on the center of the vast, polished wooden stage with the ribbon on his chest, he felt as though he were an ant crawling upon the face of a meadow, carrying a breadcrumb on his back.
There’s a distinguished look in his eyes.
An air about him that is totally his.
Totally him.
And I want him to be mine.
ugh distinguished there is no such thing and i should know as i attend a distinguished college filled with youth distinguished for… mostly their privilege.
I know she thinks she is, but we can see that this woman is far from distinguished. She is a barfly and rather loud & obnoxious. I think I may never come here again, just to avoid being around her.
He was very tall, distinguished, debonaire, distinguished in his suit and tie. Briefcase in hand. Walking through the atrium of the plaza with an attitude and air of success. The 37th floor was his destination. The smile upon his face suggested that of contentment and excitement.
he walked through the atrium of the tall building. His briefcase in hand, a tie ardoned his neck. He looked very dabber, very debonaire, very distinguished. The 37th floor was his destination. A destination which awaited in front of him
she distinguished herself early in her career and then had nowhere left to go.
he always walked in long strides.
back straight, chin up and
eyes set unnervingly forward.
i could never
keep up.
There is nothing particular about me that is special. I am smart, but I am not the smartest. I am funny, but not the funniest. I can write, but not as well as others. I mix music, I sing, I am short, I am attractive, I can cook, and I am a good friend. None of those things about me stands out, nothing I do or am is the best, or most unique. So how can I be special? I am not distinguished from the pack.
Now you know what happened. You have distinguished love from infatuation. From your real friends to your fake friends. To your real lover and the the fake one. Cast me away. I am nothing now. Although I still love you. I am the fake one. Remember that.
Distinguished. There’s a difference between smart and wise. Word to the distinguished.
I want to be distinguished in something in my life. I don’t know what yet, though. I know I want more than I have now. I know I’m confused and I feel alone and I feel like I’m moving back instead of forward. I want to live and be free and love and be loved and be passion
He was tall and handsome. His suit was pressed, and it was clear with a single glance at him that it was expensive. His manners were smooth, and his hair was slicked back. Jessica thought that he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on.
And now she was on a mission. A mission to win him over. A mission to make him the husband her parents were determined she have soon. He would be what kept her from being stuck with an old, rich geezer chosen by her parents.
Except, on doing a little research, Jessica discovered something that might make her mission a little harder. She discovered his wife.
im distingished from this world. im a bee that wants to dominate the world with flowers and 21 pink guns. smile face.
The king peered down his nose unto his subject.
“You,” he boldly stated, “You think you can be lenient under MY command? You cannot just leave the toilet unclogged without saying! This is a very distinguished castle, and I shall NOT allow its name to be tarnish by some…waste.”
Everything was different. There were so many changes occurring, no one was the same anymore. But I guess that’s what happens in war. But the differences were so, well, different! They were so ditinguished from one another… I only wanted to help in this war; I never expected it all to change me so much. But, again, I guess that’s just a part if war. It’s all up to you, though, to decide what to make of the changes, right? So why was I in this situation still? I mean, what did I do wrong to end up here, as a prisoner of war. More changes I suppose. If I get home, my family will see these new distinguishments as just developments. No, not even that… They probably won’t even recognize me. And that’s not just from all of my inner self that’s changed; I’ve gotten so many battle scars from this ruthless endeavor that I can’t count them. Nothing is the same. But like said of old, change is nature. And isn’t that just the truth?
Every man could be seen through little differences. The thing is we nitpick the small differences to show how different w are that we forget the vast similarities with others.
Never before had she seen him in this way. His usually tattered britches were swapped for crisp clean trousers, he donned a collared shirt in place of his worn plaid one. Once shaggy hair was organized into a brilliant coif atop his head. He no longer looked like the unfortunate farm boy. This man was distinguished an would surely impress her father. He had to.
the gentleman walked over, i felt a slight touch tingle my shoulder. “hello again” i shuddered. “you left this.” smile. “i have been looking for that” conversation, conversation; conversation. “i should be leaving.. the time has ran so fast.” embrace. “is this goodbye?” nod. “you wont be forgotten.”
I don’t wish to feel distinguished. I want to be a clock maker. I want to do my best to refine the clock with the provided tools. I want to make it sparkle and shine and operate like a dream. However, I do not want to be the time keeper. There’s too much pressure in that, and when I leave, who will maintain the time without the clock?
standing out when everyone’s sitting shouldn’t be too hard, but everyones’ chairs look so soft. forgot how to put words down like i used to. it’s been too long. typing is a calculated process of inputting letters, characters, pressing buttons not writing. d i s t i n g u i s h e d