“So, can I?” He pressed, hand reaching out to stroke her cheek. Anna blushed deeply and swallowed. Her voice seemed to be caught in her throat.
“I…I guess so.” She answered, hesitantly.
“Great!” He cheered, and pulled away so that he could snag the last strawberry blast frosted shake.
Emily
i give you permission to contact me in anyway possible. by letter, email, phone, boat, plane, or even in person! Although i know that right now none of those things are possible, because YOU don’t have the permission from THEM to do anything. you have 1 1/2 min to go to the bathroom. and 4 min to shave. and no time to write me.
haley Simmons
what parentshave to gave children and a world do not like so much it is somewhat against freedom, in sims 2 it is used a lot i associate it with a car, james bond permission to kill, parents, ask permission to a date
kjk
Permission to speak.
No.
Permission to think.
And all go downhill from there.
Because we’re not supposed to think. We’re not supposed to dream. Most importantly, we are not supposed to know that we’re living.
Leezh
sdf
asdfa
she wanted permission.
i nodded, nothing difinitive, just so she gould move forward if she wanted, move away, or be still.
she moved forward.
Danielle
permission
Anonymous
allowed agreed upon mutual consent consensus equanimity
EISRS
Sometimes because of pride its hard to ask for permission. But if we really want to keep confusion to a minimum , we should focus on the fact that more times than not the permission we seek will be granted. Though there may be stipulations in place, more than likely the boundary will keep you from more confusion and hurt.
Denise
sometimes we really feel we’re doing the right thing. When we find out that we aren’t how do we feel? Most times we feel lost, disillusioned and confused about what to do next. The best thing to do is to see it for what it is and make the necessary to fix the problem.
Denise
I feel like a failure. Like nothing I do will ever be right. I can study all I want to but it seems like it’s never enough. I will never be enough. There is a beast with an appetite that I cannot calm. I am nothing. Empty.
Kmarcu
allowed, able to do something, your mother and father gives it to you in your youth, you have to ask for it, it frees you, it releases you from your captors, you get in trouble if you don
Anonymous
i don’t ask permission to do most of the things I want to do even though all that i think i’ve ever wanted from you was your permission for me to do something that i wanted, instead of “ok.” that’s not permission, because you weren’t into it. this word reminds me of persimmon.
Maurice du Chat
i’m allowed to write crap on this piece of parchment and it is boring, but I do know for certain no one will forbid me to do this! Hahahaha!
I don’t know why we need to ask for chocolate. We should just take it.
Permission=noun, simple noun, English, hahahahahahha
Ileana
i wish i was allowed to do my violin lessons with whomever i wished- my current violin teacher is inevitably going senile and cannot keep up with me. She has no idea what she is doing, and i wonder what she thinks when she gets up in the morning.
alicen
A lot of times, I wonder if I should ask my best friend’s permission to do things. Sometimes, if I don’t, even if I don’t do anything bad or amoral or flirtatious with anyone else, he gets mad at me or treats me coldly, though he’d never admit to doing it intentionally because he doesn’t want to admit to himself or anyone else that he manipulates me emotionally.
Kimber
I need none, i miss some, im out on my own and do what i desire but there is still something missing that i cant quite put my finger on melodies melodies piano keys smash against strings with the attempt to make something beautiful
with
I want to have permission to your heart again, but I won’t get it. I would love to be able to touch you as I did before, make your stomach flutter as it did then, but I am not allowed. Your are a closed door and I am an unwanted solicitor.
Lara
Permission is something that you give to someone when they want to do something that usually involves you or something that belongs to you.
Sometimes it is given by a superior to those underneath them, when they request to do something that would be out of the norm.
Jordan T.
i dont need no gaddam permission for shit you fucking
Anonymous
Nothing matter, everything matters, you and me in love four times, in a lifetime every day you get up and realize do i do something different or do I stay doing the same thing every day do I use some time off to clear the cutler or do go with the flow,
Mers
sometimes, you need permission to do things. Especially when you are younger, you need permission from your parents to go anywhere, even from your teachers to do something as simple as go to the bathroom.
But at what point do you get old enough where you don’t need permission anymore, and you can just… do?
Coral Rowley
Asking to do something I hate it. What a rebel
Anonymous
the permission wasn
cesco
he had my permission to go ahead with the procedure. i thought it would give me more confidence in life, it would change how i was treated, how i behaved. i mean, i was such an outcast…so, it had to be what i was, who i was, right?
when all was said and done, when i woke up from that living sleep of the dead, i discovered that i was wrong.
changing sex was not going to change my basic personality, i have remained the solitary individual i was before and now i find myself not only a woman, but, a lesbian.
quin browne
I dont ask for it.Dont need it.I really always have been that way I guess.Go Go I say to the foul winds of asking for permission from any other simple minded human being.However permission may be asked I believe Of a higher source.But they dont readily answer in an audible way to know whether you got permission or just wanted it your self so badly you gave yourself permission.Probly one of the best gifts one can give themselves is permission to be themselves.The End
Candee
I couldnt sleep I couldnt think I couldnt be myself inside myself. So I got down. Real low. And finally submitted. It hurts down here. It’s dark and lonely but I did it. I got on my knees and prayed permission to release myself to heal.
udee
I asked about permission the other day and was told I had to have permission to ask a question. Since I did not have the required permission I therefore could not ask about it.
Cynthia
Don’t touch that.
Bill Hamlett
One needs it.
Although some do not care for it.
It is a tricky thing, really.
Who gives it, who receives it.
What is really amounts to, after all.
Maxx
i dont know wh
kelly
He wsn’t given permission to be in the house, but he was there nevertheless. He had always wondered what happened in the dark rooms late at night and he was about to find out. The boy turned a rough old door handle and found what he most feared!
Sam
Permission is something that person A grants to person B. Usually person A is in a position of authority to grant this, while person B is an a lower authority, which is why they are asking for the permission.
Anonymous
I’ll let you do that.
Henry
The 15-year-old obviously didn’t have permission from his parents for driving it out in the early morning. In fact, he sneaked down stairs while they were still asleep. Sliding out of the door, he closed it softly and drove the car out of the drive way. Then, speeding down the street, he lost control when he sneezed and ran into the pole.
Gouldin Lion
permission is when you superimpose purfusion upon commission
jinx
I don-t need permission to have a good life. I really know what I need and I have given myself the permission I need to go ahead and get it. I love the world and it loves me back
Anonymous
permission. allowing of something. to get the “ok”
matt
I couldn’t get it approved, not without his assent. And he wasn’t going to give me anything, not a glance, not a sneer, and certainly not permission. So I’d hit his dog with my car. yeah, that was pretty bad. But so was leaving your car-chasing dog out in the front yard off the least all the time.
I am NOT attaching my name to this
The cop glared at the 15-year-old as he stood there looking guilty, for he was, crashing his parents new BMW into a telephone poll. He kept his head lowered, responding to the questions almost in a whisper. And the officer pushed his sunglasses up his narrow nose, his mustache billowing slightly from the sharp exhales showing his annoyance at this kid for not having a license.
“Reckless driving, and…without a license.” he said coldly. He pulled out his notepad and pen that was stored away in his front pocket.
“So, can I?” He pressed, hand reaching out to stroke her cheek. Anna blushed deeply and swallowed. Her voice seemed to be caught in her throat.
“I…I guess so.” She answered, hesitantly.
“Great!” He cheered, and pulled away so that he could snag the last strawberry blast frosted shake.
i give you permission to contact me in anyway possible. by letter, email, phone, boat, plane, or even in person! Although i know that right now none of those things are possible, because YOU don’t have the permission from THEM to do anything. you have 1 1/2 min to go to the bathroom. and 4 min to shave. and no time to write me.
what parentshave to gave children and a world do not like so much it is somewhat against freedom, in sims 2 it is used a lot i associate it with a car, james bond permission to kill, parents, ask permission to a date
Permission to speak.
No.
Permission to think.
And all go downhill from there.
Because we’re not supposed to think. We’re not supposed to dream. Most importantly, we are not supposed to know that we’re living.
sdf
she wanted permission.
i nodded, nothing difinitive, just so she gould move forward if she wanted, move away, or be still.
she moved forward.
permission
allowed agreed upon mutual consent consensus equanimity
Sometimes because of pride its hard to ask for permission. But if we really want to keep confusion to a minimum , we should focus on the fact that more times than not the permission we seek will be granted. Though there may be stipulations in place, more than likely the boundary will keep you from more confusion and hurt.
sometimes we really feel we’re doing the right thing. When we find out that we aren’t how do we feel? Most times we feel lost, disillusioned and confused about what to do next. The best thing to do is to see it for what it is and make the necessary to fix the problem.
I feel like a failure. Like nothing I do will ever be right. I can study all I want to but it seems like it’s never enough. I will never be enough. There is a beast with an appetite that I cannot calm. I am nothing. Empty.
allowed, able to do something, your mother and father gives it to you in your youth, you have to ask for it, it frees you, it releases you from your captors, you get in trouble if you don
i don’t ask permission to do most of the things I want to do even though all that i think i’ve ever wanted from you was your permission for me to do something that i wanted, instead of “ok.” that’s not permission, because you weren’t into it. this word reminds me of persimmon.
i’m allowed to write crap on this piece of parchment and it is boring, but I do know for certain no one will forbid me to do this! Hahahaha!
I don’t know why we need to ask for chocolate. We should just take it.
Permission=noun, simple noun, English, hahahahahahha
i wish i was allowed to do my violin lessons with whomever i wished- my current violin teacher is inevitably going senile and cannot keep up with me. She has no idea what she is doing, and i wonder what she thinks when she gets up in the morning.
A lot of times, I wonder if I should ask my best friend’s permission to do things. Sometimes, if I don’t, even if I don’t do anything bad or amoral or flirtatious with anyone else, he gets mad at me or treats me coldly, though he’d never admit to doing it intentionally because he doesn’t want to admit to himself or anyone else that he manipulates me emotionally.
I need none, i miss some, im out on my own and do what i desire but there is still something missing that i cant quite put my finger on melodies melodies piano keys smash against strings with the attempt to make something beautiful
I want to have permission to your heart again, but I won’t get it. I would love to be able to touch you as I did before, make your stomach flutter as it did then, but I am not allowed. Your are a closed door and I am an unwanted solicitor.
Permission is something that you give to someone when they want to do something that usually involves you or something that belongs to you.
Sometimes it is given by a superior to those underneath them, when they request to do something that would be out of the norm.
i dont need no gaddam permission for shit you fucking
Nothing matter, everything matters, you and me in love four times, in a lifetime every day you get up and realize do i do something different or do I stay doing the same thing every day do I use some time off to clear the cutler or do go with the flow,
sometimes, you need permission to do things. Especially when you are younger, you need permission from your parents to go anywhere, even from your teachers to do something as simple as go to the bathroom.
But at what point do you get old enough where you don’t need permission anymore, and you can just… do?
Asking to do something I hate it. What a rebel
the permission wasn
he had my permission to go ahead with the procedure. i thought it would give me more confidence in life, it would change how i was treated, how i behaved. i mean, i was such an outcast…so, it had to be what i was, who i was, right?
when all was said and done, when i woke up from that living sleep of the dead, i discovered that i was wrong.
changing sex was not going to change my basic personality, i have remained the solitary individual i was before and now i find myself not only a woman, but, a lesbian.
I dont ask for it.Dont need it.I really always have been that way I guess.Go Go I say to the foul winds of asking for permission from any other simple minded human being.However permission may be asked I believe Of a higher source.But they dont readily answer in an audible way to know whether you got permission or just wanted it your self so badly you gave yourself permission.Probly one of the best gifts one can give themselves is permission to be themselves.The End
I couldnt sleep I couldnt think I couldnt be myself inside myself. So I got down. Real low. And finally submitted. It hurts down here. It’s dark and lonely but I did it. I got on my knees and prayed permission to release myself to heal.
I asked about permission the other day and was told I had to have permission to ask a question. Since I did not have the required permission I therefore could not ask about it.
Don’t touch that.
One needs it.
Although some do not care for it.
It is a tricky thing, really.
Who gives it, who receives it.
What is really amounts to, after all.
i dont know wh
He wsn’t given permission to be in the house, but he was there nevertheless. He had always wondered what happened in the dark rooms late at night and he was about to find out. The boy turned a rough old door handle and found what he most feared!
Permission is something that person A grants to person B. Usually person A is in a position of authority to grant this, while person B is an a lower authority, which is why they are asking for the permission.
I’ll let you do that.
The 15-year-old obviously didn’t have permission from his parents for driving it out in the early morning. In fact, he sneaked down stairs while they were still asleep. Sliding out of the door, he closed it softly and drove the car out of the drive way. Then, speeding down the street, he lost control when he sneezed and ran into the pole.
permission is when you superimpose purfusion upon commission
I don-t need permission to have a good life. I really know what I need and I have given myself the permission I need to go ahead and get it. I love the world and it loves me back
permission. allowing of something. to get the “ok”
I couldn’t get it approved, not without his assent. And he wasn’t going to give me anything, not a glance, not a sneer, and certainly not permission. So I’d hit his dog with my car. yeah, that was pretty bad. But so was leaving your car-chasing dog out in the front yard off the least all the time.
The cop glared at the 15-year-old as he stood there looking guilty, for he was, crashing his parents new BMW into a telephone poll. He kept his head lowered, responding to the questions almost in a whisper. And the officer pushed his sunglasses up his narrow nose, his mustache billowing slightly from the sharp exhales showing his annoyance at this kid for not having a license.
“Reckless driving, and…without a license.” he said coldly. He pulled out his notepad and pen that was stored away in his front pocket.
“I’m sorry