The last night. I inhaled slowly, though I felt breathless. Finality sunk into my heart, thrilling my nerves and stinging my eyes. It was my final performance. My final dance. My final bow. It was the end and I had no control over that.
Final countdown. You’ve fucked up again. How long do I have to wait before I get to say goodbye. At what point do I get to just take care of myself? Get your shit together or I’m out. For good.
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN! In the wise words of “eye of the tiger”. when I think about final, what second comes to mind after that beautiful song is midterm. final. FINALs. oh how they are the bane of my existence.
mika
This is finality at its finest. This is real, now. You thought you knew what I heard saw what I saw could be what I could be
!?
!!
You know nothing, nothing, nothing. In the end, when things are FINAL, no debate, no questions must be answered or worse, asked.
The illusion is always there. A linear nature is desired, for it certainly is understandable. How does everything and nothing exist at once? We are here, in the world, relying on time, yet it serves us no purpose other than to amuse us and distract us. Why why why why why.
Wesley Coburn
finality is strange and unusual. it’s difficult because it’s the end. there’s no more. it’s over. that’s all. and yet the feelings of relief that accompany the end of a task, the end of an ordeal, the end of what have you. the ending of something can be so fulfilling and so sad.
it was the day of the race. everyone was sweating inside and outside of their bodies from the nervousness but you knew that the infection had begun. no one spoke and hearts could be heard beating. suddenly, it was off. the gun shot boomed throughout the place and everything began.
julian
Late nights. No sleep. Bags under the eyes. Messy hair. Sweat pants. This is the standard for finals week at college. I never thought it was possible to be so stressed in my entire life. And at only nineteen, I was not sure I could handle it.
a final reminds me of school when you have your final exam in a class which can really affect a person’s grade. it also reminds me of a turtle finishing the race
mack
the final death of every being is so well final. life is a stage and the closing of the show is in death. we like actors play out our parts with written dialogue and character assessments
fiona
Whenever I think of the word Final, I think of the end of something beautiful. Due to an excessive interest in anything, i believe that the finally to anything is always something tragic, and although people might not agree with me, the word “final” always seems to have some negative connotation for me.
these words you dont wanna speak when the heart and mind are involved. Never let anything be final.you have forever.
Colins Regisford
final.
it jumps at me
steals my candy
takes my pillow
makes me sleep
on rock
alexfaye
it was the final time i saw him, but it was not soon enough. watching him walk out the door was a relief, and rebirth. even as i considered what this meant, the fact that he would never cross my threshold again, i could not feel it. but i relished it.
alexfaye
The final day. The final moment. At this point it was all over, and she knew that they were all goners. Tossing her uncertainty away, she dashed towards the blackness with a gaping mouth and slashing fangs. Snarling, her tears mixed with the tang of blood, and crimson liquid soaked into her fur as its throat ripped open.
Meeka
The Final day was the hardest. I wasn’t so much about where she came from or where she was going, it was about facing the facts and making others face them as well. She wasn’t one to call people to action, but this was making her. This is what meant the most to her.
Katelyn Johnson
This was the final straw, he’d said. He stood over me like a wolf cornering its prey, roaring with ferocity and conviction. I ducked my head, cringing at each accented syllable, cowed by his furious reprimands.
it was final. all of it. nothing had changed. how could something be so permante. aren’t things suppose to change? nothing is really final. this word is a lie. there is no final. just change. i can’t accept that this is the final moment when there is so much left, isn’t there?
shelby
final day i don want it to come i want to enjoy it and have fun be satisfied with it. i wanna know the feeling of feeling what i want to feel and i wanna see myself with my cat happy and free while drinking coffee
michelle
The final kiss.. one last smoking lip lock to send you on your way into singledom. You imagine your skin to be on fire, yearning for more with the knowledge that it never will be again. You imagine an epic song by the Fray to play in the background. But your nose is covered in snot and your face is covered in tears and the final kiss doesn’t come.
And then you realize that you can’t truly remember the final kiss at all.
the end. It is end to something that had a beginning, middle and now end. At the end is where you can see how you did and the culmination of whatever it is that was going on.
Bryon
the final document has appeared and i was suprised to see that he had written such a pack of lies. it was decided that it will contain the facts of the accident but it had many false things which showed that he wanted to get him off the hook
The final moments of my life were the best I had ever had. Her eyes had shone down at mine with such brilliance I wanted to cry, just as she was. But I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I felt so at peace, and I loved this feeling more than anything else. But in that instant I had also realized that with this peace came death, and with death came nothing.
Chelsea
The final days of my life will be scary, but hopefully I will feel fulfilled. I hope I’ve accomplished everything I set out to do in life. I will live my life to the fullest and do the best to be the best me I can be. I am challenged to continue growing and learning in life and I accept that and look forward to all of the challenges and wonderful moments life has to offer.
Karla Thomas
final…is this the end? what are my choices? or do i not have any…where is it going to take me..and where am i going to end up?
does no one have the answer…is today the end?
cherri3pie
The end. Don’t leve anything unsaid because when life hd reached iys final moment you don’t want to regret living even one fagile moment.
Alex
I don’t know if there is such thing as “final”… if something can come to be “final”… it seems like most times when we say something is final, at some point in the future the cycle starts up again. I really don’t know.
“Final” just seems a little morbid to me if you look at it as final.
Lalala
there’s a final time in history that needs to retroactively correct all preceding histories – all will be forgiven then, and we’ll all be free.
Paul Chan
The end is near. Something about Bilbo Baggins. Adventure. Test. Finished. Done with. Happily ever after. Hope. Light. Wonder. Beginning.
Nikita Chowdhury
My final year in high school was a disaster. I couldn’t wait to leave, and I hated all of my classes. Now that I’ve graduated, I wish I hadn’t taken so much advantage of it. I miss it so much, and working a part time job is not what I had hoped my life would be. I can’t wait to go back to school, so just always remember, you will miss highschool. No doubt about it.
Stephanie
theres is nothing more final than the day you stand on the shore and the boat is allready gone. When your friends are all on it, but no one notices you are not there. theres nothing more final than having two punds of sand in your shoes and a hundred of miles to run to the next key. There are things more final than failing your final exam, or making it final with your boyfriend. Its when the bell rings and you still havent found out what way is east even the sun sets in front of you, and your walking towards it. thats when you should know that this morning was the final one.
Jelenka
Final. The end. The conclusion. I guess our friendship had reached it’s finale long ago, but I was blind to it, most likely out of denial. I wish it wasn’t over. I am going to miss being part of the bros. We used to be inseparable. We were in love, in the deepest kind of friendship love any friends could be in. and it’s over. it’s final.
Ending. No more. End of the story. Edge of the world, nothing more but a vast sea. No more looks, no more touch. No more you. Final happens. More often than you think. More unexpectedly than you’d think.
Sarah
final.
you keep saying it like it exists in your hands,
like this final is the real one to keep us away.
the end. after everything. masterpiece. death.
apocalypse.
tomorrow. today. any day. every day.
Stef
The final countdown was a song made it the 1980’s. Final describes an ending to something. Expamples include “the final moments” “the final task.”
James
His lips touched mine for only a moment, his fingers gripping the edges of my face with intensity. He pulled back, eyes ablaze with love before he stepped away and boarded the train. I was left there, standing alone, my cheeks still warm from his touch.
geniibean
She knew that this was their final goodbye. The wind blowing her hair into her face, she slowly turned around and whispered the words to the wind.
The final breath is escaping my lungs.
The final moments in my life are flashing in front of my eyes and I can’t help but feel disappointment and success at the same time.
Is this was the end is like?
That Girl
god i dream finals. they can only mean bad things… college, stress, arbitrary tests, the pressure to learn facts that don’t actually personally interest you. why can’t we just let the mind wander freely? in an ideal college situation, I think that would be the case. of course, here at Berkeley, you can technically create your own major but then, well, you sound kind of like an “Interdisciplinary Studies” joke.
The last night. I inhaled slowly, though I felt breathless. Finality sunk into my heart, thrilling my nerves and stinging my eyes. It was my final performance. My final dance. My final bow. It was the end and I had no control over that.
Final countdown. You’ve fucked up again. How long do I have to wait before I get to say goodbye. At what point do I get to just take care of myself? Get your shit together or I’m out. For good.
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN! In the wise words of “eye of the tiger”. when I think about final, what second comes to mind after that beautiful song is midterm. final. FINALs. oh how they are the bane of my existence.
This is finality at its finest. This is real, now. You thought you knew what I heard saw what I saw could be what I could be
!?
!!
You know nothing, nothing, nothing. In the end, when things are FINAL, no debate, no questions must be answered or worse, asked.
The illusion is always there. A linear nature is desired, for it certainly is understandable. How does everything and nothing exist at once? We are here, in the world, relying on time, yet it serves us no purpose other than to amuse us and distract us. Why why why why why.
finality is strange and unusual. it’s difficult because it’s the end. there’s no more. it’s over. that’s all. and yet the feelings of relief that accompany the end of a task, the end of an ordeal, the end of what have you. the ending of something can be so fulfilling and so sad.
it was the day of the race. everyone was sweating inside and outside of their bodies from the nervousness but you knew that the infection had begun. no one spoke and hearts could be heard beating. suddenly, it was off. the gun shot boomed throughout the place and everything began.
Late nights. No sleep. Bags under the eyes. Messy hair. Sweat pants. This is the standard for finals week at college. I never thought it was possible to be so stressed in my entire life. And at only nineteen, I was not sure I could handle it.
a final reminds me of school when you have your final exam in a class which can really affect a person’s grade. it also reminds me of a turtle finishing the race
the final death of every being is so well final. life is a stage and the closing of the show is in death. we like actors play out our parts with written dialogue and character assessments
Whenever I think of the word Final, I think of the end of something beautiful. Due to an excessive interest in anything, i believe that the finally to anything is always something tragic, and although people might not agree with me, the word “final” always seems to have some negative connotation for me.
these words you dont wanna speak when the heart and mind are involved. Never let anything be final.you have forever.
final.
it jumps at me
steals my candy
takes my pillow
makes me sleep
on rock
it was the final time i saw him, but it was not soon enough. watching him walk out the door was a relief, and rebirth. even as i considered what this meant, the fact that he would never cross my threshold again, i could not feel it. but i relished it.
The final day. The final moment. At this point it was all over, and she knew that they were all goners. Tossing her uncertainty away, she dashed towards the blackness with a gaping mouth and slashing fangs. Snarling, her tears mixed with the tang of blood, and crimson liquid soaked into her fur as its throat ripped open.
The Final day was the hardest. I wasn’t so much about where she came from or where she was going, it was about facing the facts and making others face them as well. She wasn’t one to call people to action, but this was making her. This is what meant the most to her.
This was the final straw, he’d said. He stood over me like a wolf cornering its prey, roaring with ferocity and conviction. I ducked my head, cringing at each accented syllable, cowed by his furious reprimands.
it was final. all of it. nothing had changed. how could something be so permante. aren’t things suppose to change? nothing is really final. this word is a lie. there is no final. just change. i can’t accept that this is the final moment when there is so much left, isn’t there?
final day i don want it to come i want to enjoy it and have fun be satisfied with it. i wanna know the feeling of feeling what i want to feel and i wanna see myself with my cat happy and free while drinking coffee
The final kiss.. one last smoking lip lock to send you on your way into singledom. You imagine your skin to be on fire, yearning for more with the knowledge that it never will be again. You imagine an epic song by the Fray to play in the background. But your nose is covered in snot and your face is covered in tears and the final kiss doesn’t come.
And then you realize that you can’t truly remember the final kiss at all.
the end. It is end to something that had a beginning, middle and now end. At the end is where you can see how you did and the culmination of whatever it is that was going on.
the final document has appeared and i was suprised to see that he had written such a pack of lies. it was decided that it will contain the facts of the accident but it had many false things which showed that he wanted to get him off the hook
days have blown into our backyard. Leaves of DOOM. Do we wait to see if the bottle pickers will deal with them or face them ourselves….
The final moments of my life were the best I had ever had. Her eyes had shone down at mine with such brilliance I wanted to cry, just as she was. But I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I felt so at peace, and I loved this feeling more than anything else. But in that instant I had also realized that with this peace came death, and with death came nothing.
The final days of my life will be scary, but hopefully I will feel fulfilled. I hope I’ve accomplished everything I set out to do in life. I will live my life to the fullest and do the best to be the best me I can be. I am challenged to continue growing and learning in life and I accept that and look forward to all of the challenges and wonderful moments life has to offer.
final…is this the end? what are my choices? or do i not have any…where is it going to take me..and where am i going to end up?
does no one have the answer…is today the end?
The end. Don’t leve anything unsaid because when life hd reached iys final moment you don’t want to regret living even one fagile moment.
I don’t know if there is such thing as “final”… if something can come to be “final”… it seems like most times when we say something is final, at some point in the future the cycle starts up again. I really don’t know.
“Final” just seems a little morbid to me if you look at it as final.
there’s a final time in history that needs to retroactively correct all preceding histories – all will be forgiven then, and we’ll all be free.
The end is near. Something about Bilbo Baggins. Adventure. Test. Finished. Done with. Happily ever after. Hope. Light. Wonder. Beginning.
My final year in high school was a disaster. I couldn’t wait to leave, and I hated all of my classes. Now that I’ve graduated, I wish I hadn’t taken so much advantage of it. I miss it so much, and working a part time job is not what I had hoped my life would be. I can’t wait to go back to school, so just always remember, you will miss highschool. No doubt about it.
theres is nothing more final than the day you stand on the shore and the boat is allready gone. When your friends are all on it, but no one notices you are not there. theres nothing more final than having two punds of sand in your shoes and a hundred of miles to run to the next key. There are things more final than failing your final exam, or making it final with your boyfriend. Its when the bell rings and you still havent found out what way is east even the sun sets in front of you, and your walking towards it. thats when you should know that this morning was the final one.
Final. The end. The conclusion. I guess our friendship had reached it’s finale long ago, but I was blind to it, most likely out of denial. I wish it wasn’t over. I am going to miss being part of the bros. We used to be inseparable. We were in love, in the deepest kind of friendship love any friends could be in. and it’s over. it’s final.
Ending. No more. End of the story. Edge of the world, nothing more but a vast sea. No more looks, no more touch. No more you. Final happens. More often than you think. More unexpectedly than you’d think.
final.
you keep saying it like it exists in your hands,
like this final is the real one to keep us away.
the end. after everything. masterpiece. death.
apocalypse.
tomorrow. today. any day. every day.
The final countdown was a song made it the 1980’s. Final describes an ending to something. Expamples include “the final moments” “the final task.”
His lips touched mine for only a moment, his fingers gripping the edges of my face with intensity. He pulled back, eyes ablaze with love before he stepped away and boarded the train. I was left there, standing alone, my cheeks still warm from his touch.
She knew that this was their final goodbye. The wind blowing her hair into her face, she slowly turned around and whispered the words to the wind.
The final breath is escaping my lungs.
The final moments in my life are flashing in front of my eyes and I can’t help but feel disappointment and success at the same time.
Is this was the end is like?
god i dream finals. they can only mean bad things… college, stress, arbitrary tests, the pressure to learn facts that don’t actually personally interest you. why can’t we just let the mind wander freely? in an ideal college situation, I think that would be the case. of course, here at Berkeley, you can technically create your own major but then, well, you sound kind of like an “Interdisciplinary Studies” joke.