almost. done. forward. time. continuous monster of hope-crushing proportions. No men. The woman warrior. Eats the flesh of dark and unlawful crypts. Rose thread bearing fives and sixes for the meat shop. Toes curl and the wave subsides. No more.
Ellory
Fate. My name is Fate and I absolutely hate my parents for giving me such a silly metaphysical name. My name is an abstract ideal, with aching loads of melodrama
renee b.
It was fate that he’d end up dead on the bed, a last smile still frozen on his face. She applied the death-red lipstick silently, a tinge of remorse coloring her eyes. As she left her trademark imprint upon his lips, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d be living had he not smiled at her in that bar.
Natalie
fate is what we were made to do.
kasey
Predetermination, huh?
Could that explain it?
It does seem like only fate could lead you to meet me, to sit and talk to the lonely, uninteresting girl in the corner…and then to form a friendship as deep and longlasting as ours…
Right. It could only be fate.
Y’know, I never did buy in to that stuff.
Rae
goes where you let it. a hazy not quite there way to make your life complete. Or is it complete? Fate? Fate? A string on the horizon, a blade cutting. Hercules’ only adversary. My only adversary. Is fate Because it’s working against me to end what I want and complete what I’ve always been destined to do.
soso
fate is what has been destined to happen and what has already happened it means that an event of storyline that has transpired was crucial to the underlying patterns and magical forces that govern the universe i dont know what my life has in store for me but I know it will be governed by fate
Luke Phillips
Fate, what a deep thing.
A prospect most of us don’t even understand..
Some fates are entwinder together, like two doves spiraling together on a down wind, meant to be.
…I once spoke to a friend about fate,
And I asked them, what pushed them to find their desires..
They told me fate did, and confused, I asked what drove fate.
They told me it drives itself, by sheer control and knowing. That fate is love, greif, pain and pleasure all jumbled together.
– Kate.
Little One
Nicholas meets Kelan in 1912 a week before the Titanic sails. Kelan watches from across the pub as Nicholas meticulously drinks his way to senselessness. Nicholas wakes up the next day under Kelan’s arm and never receives his mother’s telegram offering him a second class ticket.
Ciara
Fate is what brought us together. YOu to me, me to now, the words to the page. Do we believe in fate because we want to? Or because we’re scared of what will happen if we let ourselves go, and allow the blame to be our own. What happens if we actually chose our own lives? Isn’t that scary?
Ruby
as fate would have it i my friend happened to send me this link today so i could write a lil diddy about one random word i would find on the next page, I enjoy doing this because of the memories it brings up with that friend :), Love ya.
David
Things happen for a reason.
adassad
good grief
p
Fate is something we all want to know about. It’s not who we are or what we do, it’s who we will be and what we will accomplish. It is the promise of a future, whether grim or beautiful. It is where we will be tomorrow.
Amanda
fate. Wow. I was gonna make this totally toward love because that’s where my mind is right now. Although, I Can’t be too sure if this is truly because of love– i mean it’s the closest I’ve experienced to it. People say when it’s love you KNOW and well… I guess that’s why it isn’t love.
But was I fated to fall for you? We clicked so easily and I mean I didn’t care about the distance between us because I’d drive to you anyday — I mean that’s why I got my license as fast as I did but one argument and it’s all over? Kinda fragile isn’t it?
Riku
Fate was her dog’s name. There was no reasoning behind it, aside from the dog having dark fur, and a rather regal looking head. ‘Regal looking head’ always made her chuckle. Fate was a dog, a black Labrador, and she wasn’t anything too special. She was well-behaved, but she slept more than anything.
Aimee
Is left to the hands of those who beleive that GOD is really god. A mindless figment created in the minds of limited man. GOD however employs providence! PROVIDENCE! Nothing is left to fate. All is determined for us — for His glory. For His kingdom. And the free-will of man does not thwart the greatness of the minds of the plans of God!
Amy
There’s a lot to be said about fate.
An action could be all that breaks it. Changes it. Chances it.
But Fate sits, inexorable, blank at the top of a tall dais. Watching.
Waiting.
No one knows when Fate might move. Might change all the things around him. When he does, they say, the world might break. That everything will turn into a crazed game of chance.
Elize
Fate is about as mysterious as the human mind. It’s a game of chance with many us left in the gutter. Perhaps she’ll realize this someday…
Andrew
Fate is what brought us together. One wrong click, one distracting phone call, and I never would have looked at that advert online, never would have felt a spark of interest and fondness for someone who I only knew through three paragraphs of text.
Nicole
here now
Lauren Dunn
My fate is unknown, yet it also seems doomed. How is this so? I must make it so. I must work to free myself of my perceived doom. Everyday breath, work, pray, love. Strength.
Tressa
I don’t believe in fate. It’s a lie. They tell you that it was meant to be, destined to be, written in the stars, but they don’t mean it. Not really. If they asked themselves today whether they knew in their innermost minds it would turn out this way, they would look back into their own eyes and shake their heads, turn around, and draw an x over the stars in disillusionment.
Rachel
things are just going to happen to you
i have faith in you
it means you give a lot of hope in someone
fate is like hoping for someone to do something
and uhmm stop it means you will do that in the future
bob jr crabeeeer
fate is the track that we take on our lives. It is the reality we face everyday . i personally do believe in fate even tho other fucking idoits don;’t bahahaha. so fate is like this road we walk on you see? i am boxxyyy !!! num nom nom . that was fated to happen. i love fate
mikki
So this is what it’s come down to. My fate is to live this tragic tale forever more. How sad, isn’t it? I’d love to do something different with my life, but this fate will never let me. Oh well. The only regret I have now is that I never got the chance to say good-bye.
Vanessa
I don’t believe in fate. I believe we are all captain’s of our own destiny. There is no way of knowing what is ahead of us; we can only make our way, as best we can, into a future that will be full of surprises — some good, some bad.
Blair
ashen marketplace
feeble encroachments
out of egypt
marching crosswise
the visual
tendencies awaken
the touch
of four
o’clock upon
your pate
the whisper
that now
could be later
than usual
organisms
of light,
we quiver
taste fever’s
rush on
skin, rush on
blistered memory, rush
on all these
times
of need.
paschal
comforting and limiting. some kind of belief. excuse to have bad life. reasons for life changing experiences. like the dice that has same number on all of its faces.
hüdo
Fate is determined by destiny or is it? I believe God also has a hand in my life. And thank goodness for that because some the decisions I would have made, have been avoided due to diligent prayer and rethinking.
Annie
it was destiny. That was for sure. It was ment to be and no one or nothing could change that. It was ment to be. Written in the stars. And he hated it because of that.
nina
Fated to meet in a distant wood
off shore of isle so dear
Avalon of mystery,
my heart, my life, my fear.
Fated here to meet at last
and wait til break of day
and then I’ll see my love at last
whose heart has flown away.
Jessica
fate defaced my mind, broke my rhymes aint no time to fight it now. We’ve got six years of it left then we become the dusts of our mothers womb once more, dissolving the body into imagination and memory. Restoration is ill advise, there’s nothing on the other side of it for you.
Jonah Salt
Funny how we invoke fate to explain good things or bad things, but never indifferent, unremarkable ones. But if fate does exist, doesn’t it operate in all events, big and small, noticed and unnoticed? In the end, once again, humans think of themselves as special, and in that they are wrong.
Taddy
It just happens as we live life and we pine of love and lust; of hate and fear. Fate is the thread tht we follow and the thing we work to avoid even as we careen helplessly into its path.
Richie
inevidable
knowledge without
education can not eradicate
choice is
laur
When she heard the metallic sound of the mailbox shutting, she found herself holding her breath. There was no turning back. She had signed on the dotted line, made the decision final, and set herself for good on a path she could never have dreamed of.
Taddy
Resembles “feet” in a way, maybe it has to do with such word. Extreme expansion of possible phases, just like the moon.
Kaizar
“It is fate, and so it shall be,” she would always say. It obviously irritated the king to no end, but he would attempt to hide his irritation with a coughing fit or a turn to the window, pretending to look outside even if there was nothing to see.
almost. done. forward. time. continuous monster of hope-crushing proportions. No men. The woman warrior. Eats the flesh of dark and unlawful crypts. Rose thread bearing fives and sixes for the meat shop. Toes curl and the wave subsides. No more.
Fate. My name is Fate and I absolutely hate my parents for giving me such a silly metaphysical name. My name is an abstract ideal, with aching loads of melodrama
It was fate that he’d end up dead on the bed, a last smile still frozen on his face. She applied the death-red lipstick silently, a tinge of remorse coloring her eyes. As she left her trademark imprint upon his lips, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d be living had he not smiled at her in that bar.
fate is what we were made to do.
Predetermination, huh?
Could that explain it?
It does seem like only fate could lead you to meet me, to sit and talk to the lonely, uninteresting girl in the corner…and then to form a friendship as deep and longlasting as ours…
Right. It could only be fate.
Y’know, I never did buy in to that stuff.
goes where you let it. a hazy not quite there way to make your life complete. Or is it complete? Fate? Fate? A string on the horizon, a blade cutting. Hercules’ only adversary. My only adversary. Is fate Because it’s working against me to end what I want and complete what I’ve always been destined to do.
fate is what has been destined to happen and what has already happened it means that an event of storyline that has transpired was crucial to the underlying patterns and magical forces that govern the universe i dont know what my life has in store for me but I know it will be governed by fate
Fate, what a deep thing.
A prospect most of us don’t even understand..
Some fates are entwinder together, like two doves spiraling together on a down wind, meant to be.
…I once spoke to a friend about fate,
And I asked them, what pushed them to find their desires..
They told me fate did, and confused, I asked what drove fate.
They told me it drives itself, by sheer control and knowing. That fate is love, greif, pain and pleasure all jumbled together.
– Kate.
Nicholas meets Kelan in 1912 a week before the Titanic sails. Kelan watches from across the pub as Nicholas meticulously drinks his way to senselessness. Nicholas wakes up the next day under Kelan’s arm and never receives his mother’s telegram offering him a second class ticket.
Fate is what brought us together. YOu to me, me to now, the words to the page. Do we believe in fate because we want to? Or because we’re scared of what will happen if we let ourselves go, and allow the blame to be our own. What happens if we actually chose our own lives? Isn’t that scary?
as fate would have it i my friend happened to send me this link today so i could write a lil diddy about one random word i would find on the next page, I enjoy doing this because of the memories it brings up with that friend :), Love ya.
Things happen for a reason.
good grief
Fate is something we all want to know about. It’s not who we are or what we do, it’s who we will be and what we will accomplish. It is the promise of a future, whether grim or beautiful. It is where we will be tomorrow.
fate. Wow. I was gonna make this totally toward love because that’s where my mind is right now. Although, I Can’t be too sure if this is truly because of love– i mean it’s the closest I’ve experienced to it. People say when it’s love you KNOW and well… I guess that’s why it isn’t love.
But was I fated to fall for you? We clicked so easily and I mean I didn’t care about the distance between us because I’d drive to you anyday — I mean that’s why I got my license as fast as I did but one argument and it’s all over? Kinda fragile isn’t it?
Fate was her dog’s name. There was no reasoning behind it, aside from the dog having dark fur, and a rather regal looking head. ‘Regal looking head’ always made her chuckle. Fate was a dog, a black Labrador, and she wasn’t anything too special. She was well-behaved, but she slept more than anything.
Is left to the hands of those who beleive that GOD is really god. A mindless figment created in the minds of limited man. GOD however employs providence! PROVIDENCE! Nothing is left to fate. All is determined for us — for His glory. For His kingdom. And the free-will of man does not thwart the greatness of the minds of the plans of God!
There’s a lot to be said about fate.
An action could be all that breaks it. Changes it. Chances it.
But Fate sits, inexorable, blank at the top of a tall dais. Watching.
Waiting.
No one knows when Fate might move. Might change all the things around him. When he does, they say, the world might break. That everything will turn into a crazed game of chance.
Fate is about as mysterious as the human mind. It’s a game of chance with many us left in the gutter. Perhaps she’ll realize this someday…
Fate is what brought us together. One wrong click, one distracting phone call, and I never would have looked at that advert online, never would have felt a spark of interest and fondness for someone who I only knew through three paragraphs of text.
here now
My fate is unknown, yet it also seems doomed. How is this so? I must make it so. I must work to free myself of my perceived doom. Everyday breath, work, pray, love. Strength.
I don’t believe in fate. It’s a lie. They tell you that it was meant to be, destined to be, written in the stars, but they don’t mean it. Not really. If they asked themselves today whether they knew in their innermost minds it would turn out this way, they would look back into their own eyes and shake their heads, turn around, and draw an x over the stars in disillusionment.
things are just going to happen to you
i have faith in you
it means you give a lot of hope in someone
fate is like hoping for someone to do something
and uhmm stop it means you will do that in the future
fate is the track that we take on our lives. It is the reality we face everyday . i personally do believe in fate even tho other fucking idoits don;’t bahahaha. so fate is like this road we walk on you see? i am boxxyyy !!! num nom nom . that was fated to happen. i love fate
So this is what it’s come down to. My fate is to live this tragic tale forever more. How sad, isn’t it? I’d love to do something different with my life, but this fate will never let me. Oh well. The only regret I have now is that I never got the chance to say good-bye.
I don’t believe in fate. I believe we are all captain’s of our own destiny. There is no way of knowing what is ahead of us; we can only make our way, as best we can, into a future that will be full of surprises — some good, some bad.
ashen marketplace
feeble encroachments
out of egypt
marching crosswise
the visual
tendencies awaken
the touch
of four
o’clock upon
your pate
the whisper
that now
could be later
than usual
organisms
of light,
we quiver
taste fever’s
rush on
skin, rush on
blistered memory, rush
on all these
times
of need.
comforting and limiting. some kind of belief. excuse to have bad life. reasons for life changing experiences. like the dice that has same number on all of its faces.
Fate is determined by destiny or is it? I believe God also has a hand in my life. And thank goodness for that because some the decisions I would have made, have been avoided due to diligent prayer and rethinking.
it was destiny. That was for sure. It was ment to be and no one or nothing could change that. It was ment to be. Written in the stars. And he hated it because of that.
Fated to meet in a distant wood
off shore of isle so dear
Avalon of mystery,
my heart, my life, my fear.
Fated here to meet at last
and wait til break of day
and then I’ll see my love at last
whose heart has flown away.
fate defaced my mind, broke my rhymes aint no time to fight it now. We’ve got six years of it left then we become the dusts of our mothers womb once more, dissolving the body into imagination and memory. Restoration is ill advise, there’s nothing on the other side of it for you.
Funny how we invoke fate to explain good things or bad things, but never indifferent, unremarkable ones. But if fate does exist, doesn’t it operate in all events, big and small, noticed and unnoticed? In the end, once again, humans think of themselves as special, and in that they are wrong.
It just happens as we live life and we pine of love and lust; of hate and fear. Fate is the thread tht we follow and the thing we work to avoid even as we careen helplessly into its path.
inevidable
knowledge without
education can not eradicate
choice is
When she heard the metallic sound of the mailbox shutting, she found herself holding her breath. There was no turning back. She had signed on the dotted line, made the decision final, and set herself for good on a path she could never have dreamed of.
Resembles “feet” in a way, maybe it has to do with such word. Extreme expansion of possible phases, just like the moon.
“It is fate, and so it shall be,” she would always say. It obviously irritated the king to no end, but he would attempt to hide his irritation with a coughing fit or a turn to the window, pretending to look outside even if there was nothing to see.
Escape the Fate
In fates hand
It was fate