He left me. without even thinking about it. without thinking about all we had, all we were, and all we could of been. my only condolence is that one day he’ll leave her too.
why is that the word i got? what does it have to do with? is this some kind of sign? it is such a simple word. i dont know what to think about it at all, really do not.
lexi
Sometimes I really feel left behind. Something new comes along and I can’t keep up. The new craze always seems to outshine whatever I could do. I wish I was better.
is it right? who knows if it’s really left or right or left behind. what a confusing word. who will tell you the truth about left or right or up or down or with or left behind?
sigh.
blessings.
Rachel Lee
ya take a left turn.
or you head to right.
either way,
it’s great to be back in flight.
these suburb city blues are driving me crazy.
i just want to head out and back to the big cities.
or leave into the mountainside.
head up on the hills and never look back.
whatever way i go,
it’s going to be nice.
left or right.
left or fuckin’ right.
heading out into the night.
those city lights…
oh god. oh god. oh god.
Sarah
I sat alone. It was dark and the rain had started to fall. I had no money and no phone. I could not believe that they left me!
JL
I left him standing on the doorstep, looking at me as i walked away. My life will never be the same again, it will be better! I will no longer have to be afraid in my own home, I will be in control of my own life. Leaving him was the best thing I ever did and look at me now. i have a great job and a fiancee who loves me for me.
robyn
i was left with nothing but this anger.i let out a wild scream.without thinking,i pushed off with the balls of my feet.So angry was i,i didn’t even notice i was flying
To the left of me was a young man. He was… average, I s’pose, dark hair, medium build, tall-ish, but there wasn’t anything memorable about him, either. He was another man on the subway, riding to work or school or home, or whatever destination he had in mind.
She left. She left, and now I”m all that’s left. ‘m here, and I”m trapped, and I think that these gus would probably go fullon Donner Party on me for pretty much nothing. I should probably scratch that, in case they’re reading this. This- fuck, I’m go DIE like this, aren’t I? Dammit, Rachel! You’re gone, and I’m here, and now I’m going to DIE in the DESERT in a fucking VAN like the freakiest hippy EVER because there was a ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING SNEAKING OFF TO GO SEE YOUR GIRLFRIENDS GOD DAMMIT
Pip Pipperton
Instead of the usual midday activity, however, there was no one in the streets. And where was the traffic? Cars were parallel parked neatly along both sides of the street… but as far as people, it looked as though I were the only one left.
Turn left. Don’t turn right. If you turn right, you’ll never meet the Doctor and the world will be in jeopardy! Think about it, Donna! If you don’t turn left, it will be like you never met him and he will die and you will die and everyone will die! Doctor Who rules. Thank you.
AKA not right.
Becky
I left you at the alter, I didnt know what to say. I should have told you why I left, but this was my choice this day. We can not live as one together. I left you there and none the better.
Chuck
I left this dumb boreing town just to end up back here, were im not wanted and everyone hates me but famil
left handed kids are the weird ones. it’s always been that way and i can’t explain the reason. i’ve just noticed the condition in grade school and high school and even college. they’re not as smart as us righties.
Jamie
i left her in italy for a few months. and now we are apart it is difficult but okay. I sometimes confuse my lefts and rights when i speak italian.
aaron ryann
there are many people who are left handed. what if you could only turn left. it would take you so much longer to get anywhere to only go lef.t i wonder if they removed my left hand what i would do. playing hockey would be hard, its only my blocker hand so i could probably still play i just couldnt play the puck or poke check or pass but.
Chelsea
Its hard to know whats left? How do I know what was there to begin with? What if left was actually right? Right seems more right than left? Are we talking about your left or my left? Cause my left is your right. But you’re always right. Left never got the right of way. Thats mean.
Darryl
She left him standing there, all alone. Again. She always left, in the end. It was her nature to do so. She never could understand that he would never leave her, so she left to avoid being deserted. In the end, he could stand it no longer, and he left her.
She was always the one left behind, wasn’t she? Left wandering lonely down the hallway with bright laughter silvering the air in front and a bleak wave sweeping over her from behind.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” the teachers asked at school.
“Not left behind,” she replied.
Sometimes I get left out of things. That is happening less and less the larder i work. Who likes to turn left? Its the most difficult direction to turn and you feel paranoid about whats behind you and in front of you.
chris m. jenkins
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind. I spend so much time working, you’d think I’d be great about making time, managing it and twisting it so that I can fit what I want into it, distorting it to suit my needs. But I can’t do that, and I need you to wait for me, otherwise you’ll be gone and I’ll be left.
Or right, who knows what the right path will be? I don’t, but I’m just gonna hang on, because giving up isn’t an option..
dow
So I was on the highway and I knew i had to take a turn. I just wasn’t sure where I was supposed to go. I fumbled around with a map, but I only got more frustrated.
bt
You left. And I was in a state of complete ecstasy. But then I remembered. I remembered the cool evenings spent in front of the fire. I remembered your laugh and the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled. I remembered the deep color of your irises… You were my love and my hate. I rejoiced when you left and mourned when you never returned.
It’s been two years since he left her, and she’s doing better. She has someone else now, and her life is still sunny. But ten years is a lot of time for him to shove under the rug like a pile of dust. Ten years, two videos, two albums, countless gigs… And he threw it all away for another woman.
A heartless move, but she can’t bear to think of him as heartless. She simply tries not to think of him at all.
Wen you turn left instead of to the right, be in for a surprise. Why? Because lefties always have been in for unexpected outcomes.
Luuk Christiaens
What’s left? I wouldn’t know. How could I even know, without seeing what you had, what you needed in the first place. I would never understand, not without seeing and knowing your inner thoughts. I just want to know what you left behind and what’s left.
mika
right, up, down. I go left down my street and you probably go right because nobody wants to come to my house. Gutting, LEFT LEFT LEFT… this is about left, its more saying the word left, I’m not so sure I get this…. pa ha ha ha .LEFTTTTTT.
What else do i do???
Kirstie
She left the tower in a huff. Really, to be so petty, so childish…just so fitting of a human! Short lives, lived brightly and in a rush of dizzying emotion and overwhelming feeling. Why?
who is left? the rejects. the outcasts. the people no one cares enough to say anything to. we are left. we are ignored. we are the ones who remain nameless and hated. we are what’s left. no room to love us i guess. that’s ok…i do better on my own anyway…
Tessa Fendley
so his dick bent slightly to the left.
well no…it just bent left.
IT WASN’T STRAIGHT.
poor boy. and he thinks so highly of himself.
:P
EERRRHHHHHHHHH
I was left behind
In the time zone he fled
For green pastures
Or just warmer weather
And, as feared, I’d been forgotten
Left with the old friends
The memories in the hometown
Somehow in the past
Despite desperately wanting
A future
Nothing’s left. Turn left. Pull into the driveway and see all of the furniture in the driveway. What happened here? Are you home?
He left me. without even thinking about it. without thinking about all we had, all we were, and all we could of been. my only condolence is that one day he’ll leave her too.
why is that the word i got? what does it have to do with? is this some kind of sign? it is such a simple word. i dont know what to think about it at all, really do not.
Sometimes I really feel left behind. Something new comes along and I can’t keep up. The new craze always seems to outshine whatever I could do. I wish I was better.
is it right? who knows if it’s really left or right or left behind. what a confusing word. who will tell you the truth about left or right or up or down or with or left behind?
sigh.
blessings.
ya take a left turn.
or you head to right.
either way,
it’s great to be back in flight.
these suburb city blues are driving me crazy.
i just want to head out and back to the big cities.
or leave into the mountainside.
head up on the hills and never look back.
whatever way i go,
it’s going to be nice.
left or right.
left or fuckin’ right.
heading out into the night.
those city lights…
oh god. oh god. oh god.
I sat alone. It was dark and the rain had started to fall. I had no money and no phone. I could not believe that they left me!
I left him standing on the doorstep, looking at me as i walked away. My life will never be the same again, it will be better! I will no longer have to be afraid in my own home, I will be in control of my own life. Leaving him was the best thing I ever did and look at me now. i have a great job and a fiancee who loves me for me.
i was left with nothing but this anger.i let out a wild scream.without thinking,i pushed off with the balls of my feet.So angry was i,i didn’t even notice i was flying
To the left of me was a young man. He was… average, I s’pose, dark hair, medium build, tall-ish, but there wasn’t anything memorable about him, either. He was another man on the subway, riding to work or school or home, or whatever destination he had in mind.
left today, but tomorrow’s not here. What will stay after I have left. I’m on the left, now I’m on the move. I don’t want to be left behind.
Left of the tree is the pond I use to fish in. It had no fish, but it gave me hours of challenges to find the ultimate catch.
She left. She left, and now I”m all that’s left. ‘m here, and I”m trapped, and I think that these gus would probably go fullon Donner Party on me for pretty much nothing. I should probably scratch that, in case they’re reading this. This- fuck, I’m go DIE like this, aren’t I? Dammit, Rachel! You’re gone, and I’m here, and now I’m going to DIE in the DESERT in a fucking VAN like the freakiest hippy EVER because there was a ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING SNEAKING OFF TO GO SEE YOUR GIRLFRIENDS GOD DAMMIT
Instead of the usual midday activity, however, there was no one in the streets. And where was the traffic? Cars were parallel parked neatly along both sides of the street… but as far as people, it looked as though I were the only one left.
Turn left. Don’t turn right. If you turn right, you’ll never meet the Doctor and the world will be in jeopardy! Think about it, Donna! If you don’t turn left, it will be like you never met him and he will die and you will die and everyone will die! Doctor Who rules. Thank you.
AKA not right.
I left you at the alter, I didnt know what to say. I should have told you why I left, but this was my choice this day. We can not live as one together. I left you there and none the better.
I left this dumb boreing town just to end up back here, were im not wanted and everyone hates me but famil
i’m right handed but i prefer the left wing, it keeps my stick in the center of the goal. right plus left equals center i guess.
left handed kids are the weird ones. it’s always been that way and i can’t explain the reason. i’ve just noticed the condition in grade school and high school and even college. they’re not as smart as us righties.
i left her in italy for a few months. and now we are apart it is difficult but okay. I sometimes confuse my lefts and rights when i speak italian.
there are many people who are left handed. what if you could only turn left. it would take you so much longer to get anywhere to only go lef.t i wonder if they removed my left hand what i would do. playing hockey would be hard, its only my blocker hand so i could probably still play i just couldnt play the puck or poke check or pass but.
Its hard to know whats left? How do I know what was there to begin with? What if left was actually right? Right seems more right than left? Are we talking about your left or my left? Cause my left is your right. But you’re always right. Left never got the right of way. Thats mean.
She left him standing there, all alone. Again. She always left, in the end. It was her nature to do so. She never could understand that he would never leave her, so she left to avoid being deserted. In the end, he could stand it no longer, and he left her.
And this is what’s left
The sound of being
Destructivly desperate
And where are you
To contest to it
Subjected
I left because all you did was lie.
lie lielielielielielie little lies big lies
left u for your own sad sad bullshit.
fuck you.
She was always the one left behind, wasn’t she? Left wandering lonely down the hallway with bright laughter silvering the air in front and a bleak wave sweeping over her from behind.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” the teachers asked at school.
“Not left behind,” she replied.
Sometimes I get left out of things. That is happening less and less the larder i work. Who likes to turn left? Its the most difficult direction to turn and you feel paranoid about whats behind you and in front of you.
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind. I spend so much time working, you’d think I’d be great about making time, managing it and twisting it so that I can fit what I want into it, distorting it to suit my needs. But I can’t do that, and I need you to wait for me, otherwise you’ll be gone and I’ll be left.
Or right, who knows what the right path will be? I don’t, but I’m just gonna hang on, because giving up isn’t an option..
So I was on the highway and I knew i had to take a turn. I just wasn’t sure where I was supposed to go. I fumbled around with a map, but I only got more frustrated.
You left. And I was in a state of complete ecstasy. But then I remembered. I remembered the cool evenings spent in front of the fire. I remembered your laugh and the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled. I remembered the deep color of your irises… You were my love and my hate. I rejoiced when you left and mourned when you never returned.
It’s been two years since he left her, and she’s doing better. She has someone else now, and her life is still sunny. But ten years is a lot of time for him to shove under the rug like a pile of dust. Ten years, two videos, two albums, countless gigs… And he threw it all away for another woman.
A heartless move, but she can’t bear to think of him as heartless. She simply tries not to think of him at all.
Wen you turn left instead of to the right, be in for a surprise. Why? Because lefties always have been in for unexpected outcomes.
What’s left? I wouldn’t know. How could I even know, without seeing what you had, what you needed in the first place. I would never understand, not without seeing and knowing your inner thoughts. I just want to know what you left behind and what’s left.
right, up, down. I go left down my street and you probably go right because nobody wants to come to my house. Gutting, LEFT LEFT LEFT… this is about left, its more saying the word left, I’m not so sure I get this…. pa ha ha ha .LEFTTTTTT.
What else do i do???
She left the tower in a huff. Really, to be so petty, so childish…just so fitting of a human! Short lives, lived brightly and in a rush of dizzying emotion and overwhelming feeling. Why?
Try as I might, I cannot see the significance of the left lane in a traffic stop situation where aw hell this is stupid. not into it.
who is left? the rejects. the outcasts. the people no one cares enough to say anything to. we are left. we are ignored. we are the ones who remain nameless and hated. we are what’s left. no room to love us i guess. that’s ok…i do better on my own anyway…
so his dick bent slightly to the left.
well no…it just bent left.
IT WASN’T STRAIGHT.
poor boy. and he thinks so highly of himself.
:P
I was left behind
In the time zone he fled
For green pastures
Or just warmer weather
And, as feared, I’d been forgotten
Left with the old friends
The memories in the hometown
Somehow in the past
Despite desperately wanting
A future