I am very proud of my little son. He is now 1 year and 1 one month old. He is the best thing that happened to me.
I love my son more than anyone in this world.
zanulvo
I’m proud, proud, proud to be a cow – Sesame Street – that’s what first goes through my mind. And then a blank. I can think of pride, but have trouble putting proud into a sentence. Proud. I am proud. Of what? I have no idea at the moment. My children, I suppose. And being alive. Not always easy, that.
mlm
when he whispers in my ear, telling me all the things he’s done, i can’t help but want to hold him in my arms and tell him that the world is safe and everything is as it should be. instead, my little boy knows nothing but happiness, so i simply smile and say that i’m proud of him.
Link
Proud. I am SO proud of you honey – words I’ll never hear her say. My mother will never tell me to my face that she’s proud of me. She’ll brag to her coworkers, but why can’t she tell me? Her opinion matters more to me than that of any other person. …Perhaps because she’s so reluctant to give it. …You won’t admit you love me, and so how am I ever to know – you always tell me Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps…
Laine
i cant be proud of what ive done. my paresnts might be, for sure, but what do they know? i have sacrificed a life for a grade. what am i doing? i dont know. but im not proud, thats for sure.
dante
God hates a “proud look” more than anything else. I want to try to eradicate pride from my life. The reason pride is so devastating is that it eliminates the need for a loving God. God’s sacrifice requires that we let go of our pride. That we admit our brokenness before him. That is why Christ had so much yelling to give to the pharisees.
Nate
I am proud of many things and people. My gun and shooting talent, my uncle, my sister, my brother. I love being proud of my school, the aggies, and I have pride for many things. I don’t like to be too overly prideful, that just leads to problems…what else to write? This is so hard. PROUD.
Sara
I am proud of the accomplishments that I have made in my life and of those yet to come. I am proud of those whom I have seen stretch beyond their limits. I am proud of the people who have been there along the way to help others reach their goals. Thank you for making me proud. I hope that I can return the favor.
Shannon
Ha, typical! The one word I’m overly fond of! I’ve been described by it quite frequently and I’m not ashamed of it either. I like it, actually. I think I take that trait from the well-known Mr. Darcy, and rightly so, because I damn well have the right to be as proud as I want about myself and everything I want to be proud about. Go pride! And Mr. Darcy!
Ramsha
Proudly. You need self esteem first. I mostly work from other-esteem. But that’s helping me believe in myself more. It’s taking a long time. I wish it would go faster. My therapist said it’s a process. I’m impatient as a patient. Boo. Yah.
Karl
i was so barfing cow nuts! nothing of what death heffer moo rawr to the moon cow cow cow cow! cow? mooo carp!!! no, but i believe martin mull jerry mulligan! nothing to speak of
juan
Pride is the one thing that keeps us going when we have no one or nothing else to hold onto. That one part of our humanity that makes us want and desire. I am proud to say i never will give up and I will earn everything i receive. That pride keeps me wanting and going to be the best i can be.
Skippy
I’m proud to be playing the role of a lifetime in my favorite work, in my hometown, and with the organization that laid the foundation of my growth as an artist.
Chris Torma
you’re so proud of me
i can see it in your eyes
you hold my hand and smile at me as we bow our heads to pray
and i chant hare krishna in my head and smile
right the fuck back
krista
arrogance oozing off you like honey
drip too sweet
onto my tongue
baby i don’t know anymore
get the fuck out of my house
krista
I can see it in their faces as they approach. The children, triumphant and covered in dirt. They’ve captured a frog. A small frog. Nothing too significant, but an achievement nevertheless. There are times when I wish that the capture of a common amphibian would be enough to make me hold my head up higher. Unfortunately I, as many before me and many who will follow, have lost this feeling over time. It’s sad, but true.
Martha
What can I do now, I am so full of everything. Ah! you said that morning, when the world fell onto me like universal truths that never exist, or is it personal. I am lion, I am lionized. I am so full of everything and it has all become mine, so thoroughly and formidably mine, those seconds left cannot count how many days that I have claimed as my own.
Elizabeth Baldwin
You search for your clothes in the dim moonlight
while he sits in silence on the bed.
“Why are you still here?” he asks in an irritated tone.
“I really don’t know.”
You say, hardly managing to get the words out.
You walk quietly down the stairs.
Gather your purse, find your shoes
and take a step outside…slaming the door shut.
Keep your head held high darling.
Your one of us now.
You should be so proud.
Whore.
the.heart.broken
My pride always got the best of me. Nothing I could do would stop that. The sin of pride cursed my life and now, as it began to streach out like a virus, began to ruin the lives of everyone else.
Ramtha
he was proud of me, i think, though he’d never say it, the miserable old bastard that he was. whatever, i struck her hard enough, he could see that, he could see the effort i put in to that swing. even if he never breathed a word, i knew he knew.
Jason
Proud fathers walking their sons into the store.
Says, “How about those pigskins?”
Son replies “I want a tiara.”
Pride is no more.
ha
vain worthless good self esteem pride haughty before a fall puffed out chest beaming parent sibling spouse awards
Barb
My father taught me to be proud. To be proud of not of anything in particular about myself. Just proud to be. To be still and quiet and contemplate the world around me and how others view me. And to think of others as I make my way in the world. Protect my reputation and be aware of treating others as I would like to be treated.
Paulie
It makes me proud to know I can accomplish something. That I have the power to step beyond that limits most people. I am proud to be me.
daniel
proudly he held out his hands to her, smiling as she took uncertain steps into his waiting arms…first steps
wander
Once upon a time there was a little girl who felt so sad because her big brother would never play with her.
But to day she is so happy. A few minutes ago, her brother gave her a hug and said ” I am sooooo proud to have you as my sister.”
Thought
they gorge on beliefs
spooning egos like cocaine
dressing as cardinal men of the cloth
in skins of lambs
devouring lions.
they lay gravidly on silver platers
so they can see their pleasure
adulterate androgynous names
as they store intelligence betwixt jaundiced claws.
resplendency clots their arteries
so that breathing is like swallowing a star
and they put the excrement into plastic bottles
to watch it spawn chthonic self sustainment.
Hannah Wells
it was the proudest day of his life, it was the last day. For some seventy years George had managed to surive romance, laughter, tears and the death of his wife but no longer. Today was his day and he was ready to give it all up and let the next generation have their shot and making a better world. For he had done all he could
tracey
proud is the feelin which comes when the person becomes more or overconfident after doing something.
rahul jain
I thought I was there. For only a moment. One single moment, just stranded in time, everything frozen around me. I could see the drops of water sticking in the air. Butterflies hung suspended, chased by bees. A cat was about to attack the pigtails of my dear Alice. Everything, stock still, and as I looked around, I noticed that no, it’s just the adrenaline pumping up to meet my impending doom.
paisley
I am a proud person.I have lived my life as best I can and have become a father of a beautiful boy. Nothing could make me feel better than when i look at him.In turn I want him to be proud of me and have that feeling when he tells others about me when he is older. I only wish i could give him more and make his tales of me even better
chris
puffed out chest, walk with confidence, head held high for all to see. Tears in your eyes overwhelmed with good feeling.
Glen
I’m very proud of my dance studio. I have been going there since I was a wee little girl, and that is about for ten years. I’ve pretty much grown up there, and we’ve earned a reputation that we deserve. That is that we are one of the best studios in our city. There are some studios that are good, but others not so much. We have earned a lot of awards over the years, and I am immensely glad to be part of the family there.
Olivia j.
People need things to be proud of. Some are proud of their money, fame, accomplishments, family, cars, or hobbies. Me, I’m proud of what I will become.
D3N
my father is prideful, i think it’s his only flaw and stops him from being one of the finest people around. he’s so proud he blames others for it.
I guess that’s what you get when you let religion rule your life.
I hope i’m never too proud to admit my faults.
Arielle
Proud and puffed up, like a puffin, like a wind, like an umbrella. Loud and proud, they usually are, trumpeting to the world “look at this! it is i! I am so wonderful!” and meaning it, seeing nothing wrong with bragging about something outside the self, as long as it is not identifiably the self, even though it is. Are you sure you are only what you think you are, that the things you love are separate from you?
Jenny
“I’m proud to call myself your mother,” she said into the mirror. “I’m proud of what you’ve done, proud of what you’ve accomplished.”
Stupid, stupid. That sounds so fake. I hate how fake I sound. How hard is it to tell my daughter I’m proud of her. It’s just that every time I look into her face all I can see is her scumbag father staring back at me. I hate everything about him and everything about him that I see in her, especially.
Emily
something which i try not to be about myself. there is too much life to enjoy without focusing on one emotion. though i can be proud about the actions of others
Jeremy
of my country of my family I am a proud woman everything i do
of what i know
poppy
I am Proud of the Fine Young Men I have raised. I Love you Chris and Cory. You are my light that shines so bright
I am very proud of my little son. He is now 1 year and 1 one month old. He is the best thing that happened to me.
I love my son more than anyone in this world.
I’m proud, proud, proud to be a cow – Sesame Street – that’s what first goes through my mind. And then a blank. I can think of pride, but have trouble putting proud into a sentence. Proud. I am proud. Of what? I have no idea at the moment. My children, I suppose. And being alive. Not always easy, that.
when he whispers in my ear, telling me all the things he’s done, i can’t help but want to hold him in my arms and tell him that the world is safe and everything is as it should be. instead, my little boy knows nothing but happiness, so i simply smile and say that i’m proud of him.
Proud. I am SO proud of you honey – words I’ll never hear her say. My mother will never tell me to my face that she’s proud of me. She’ll brag to her coworkers, but why can’t she tell me? Her opinion matters more to me than that of any other person. …Perhaps because she’s so reluctant to give it. …You won’t admit you love me, and so how am I ever to know – you always tell me Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps…
i cant be proud of what ive done. my paresnts might be, for sure, but what do they know? i have sacrificed a life for a grade. what am i doing? i dont know. but im not proud, thats for sure.
God hates a “proud look” more than anything else. I want to try to eradicate pride from my life. The reason pride is so devastating is that it eliminates the need for a loving God. God’s sacrifice requires that we let go of our pride. That we admit our brokenness before him. That is why Christ had so much yelling to give to the pharisees.
I am proud of many things and people. My gun and shooting talent, my uncle, my sister, my brother. I love being proud of my school, the aggies, and I have pride for many things. I don’t like to be too overly prideful, that just leads to problems…what else to write? This is so hard. PROUD.
I am proud of the accomplishments that I have made in my life and of those yet to come. I am proud of those whom I have seen stretch beyond their limits. I am proud of the people who have been there along the way to help others reach their goals. Thank you for making me proud. I hope that I can return the favor.
Ha, typical! The one word I’m overly fond of! I’ve been described by it quite frequently and I’m not ashamed of it either. I like it, actually. I think I take that trait from the well-known Mr. Darcy, and rightly so, because I damn well have the right to be as proud as I want about myself and everything I want to be proud about. Go pride! And Mr. Darcy!
Proudly. You need self esteem first. I mostly work from other-esteem. But that’s helping me believe in myself more. It’s taking a long time. I wish it would go faster. My therapist said it’s a process. I’m impatient as a patient. Boo. Yah.
i was so barfing cow nuts! nothing of what death heffer moo rawr to the moon cow cow cow cow! cow? mooo carp!!! no, but i believe martin mull jerry mulligan! nothing to speak of
Pride is the one thing that keeps us going when we have no one or nothing else to hold onto. That one part of our humanity that makes us want and desire. I am proud to say i never will give up and I will earn everything i receive. That pride keeps me wanting and going to be the best i can be.
I’m proud to be playing the role of a lifetime in my favorite work, in my hometown, and with the organization that laid the foundation of my growth as an artist.
you’re so proud of me
i can see it in your eyes
you hold my hand and smile at me as we bow our heads to pray
and i chant hare krishna in my head and smile
right the fuck back
arrogance oozing off you like honey
drip too sweet
onto my tongue
baby i don’t know anymore
get the fuck out of my house
I can see it in their faces as they approach. The children, triumphant and covered in dirt. They’ve captured a frog. A small frog. Nothing too significant, but an achievement nevertheless. There are times when I wish that the capture of a common amphibian would be enough to make me hold my head up higher. Unfortunately I, as many before me and many who will follow, have lost this feeling over time. It’s sad, but true.
What can I do now, I am so full of everything. Ah! you said that morning, when the world fell onto me like universal truths that never exist, or is it personal. I am lion, I am lionized. I am so full of everything and it has all become mine, so thoroughly and formidably mine, those seconds left cannot count how many days that I have claimed as my own.
You search for your clothes in the dim moonlight
while he sits in silence on the bed.
“Why are you still here?” he asks in an irritated tone.
“I really don’t know.”
You say, hardly managing to get the words out.
You walk quietly down the stairs.
Gather your purse, find your shoes
and take a step outside…slaming the door shut.
Keep your head held high darling.
Your one of us now.
You should be so proud.
Whore.
My pride always got the best of me. Nothing I could do would stop that. The sin of pride cursed my life and now, as it began to streach out like a virus, began to ruin the lives of everyone else.
he was proud of me, i think, though he’d never say it, the miserable old bastard that he was. whatever, i struck her hard enough, he could see that, he could see the effort i put in to that swing. even if he never breathed a word, i knew he knew.
Proud fathers walking their sons into the store.
Says, “How about those pigskins?”
Son replies “I want a tiara.”
Pride is no more.
vain worthless good self esteem pride haughty before a fall puffed out chest beaming parent sibling spouse awards
My father taught me to be proud. To be proud of not of anything in particular about myself. Just proud to be. To be still and quiet and contemplate the world around me and how others view me. And to think of others as I make my way in the world. Protect my reputation and be aware of treating others as I would like to be treated.
It makes me proud to know I can accomplish something. That I have the power to step beyond that limits most people. I am proud to be me.
proudly he held out his hands to her, smiling as she took uncertain steps into his waiting arms…first steps
Once upon a time there was a little girl who felt so sad because her big brother would never play with her.
But to day she is so happy. A few minutes ago, her brother gave her a hug and said ” I am sooooo proud to have you as my sister.”
they gorge on beliefs
spooning egos like cocaine
dressing as cardinal men of the cloth
in skins of lambs
devouring lions.
they lay gravidly on silver platers
so they can see their pleasure
adulterate androgynous names
as they store intelligence betwixt jaundiced claws.
resplendency clots their arteries
so that breathing is like swallowing a star
and they put the excrement into plastic bottles
to watch it spawn chthonic self sustainment.
it was the proudest day of his life, it was the last day. For some seventy years George had managed to surive romance, laughter, tears and the death of his wife but no longer. Today was his day and he was ready to give it all up and let the next generation have their shot and making a better world. For he had done all he could
proud is the feelin which comes when the person becomes more or overconfident after doing something.
I thought I was there. For only a moment. One single moment, just stranded in time, everything frozen around me. I could see the drops of water sticking in the air. Butterflies hung suspended, chased by bees. A cat was about to attack the pigtails of my dear Alice. Everything, stock still, and as I looked around, I noticed that no, it’s just the adrenaline pumping up to meet my impending doom.
I am a proud person.I have lived my life as best I can and have become a father of a beautiful boy. Nothing could make me feel better than when i look at him.In turn I want him to be proud of me and have that feeling when he tells others about me when he is older. I only wish i could give him more and make his tales of me even better
puffed out chest, walk with confidence, head held high for all to see. Tears in your eyes overwhelmed with good feeling.
I’m very proud of my dance studio. I have been going there since I was a wee little girl, and that is about for ten years. I’ve pretty much grown up there, and we’ve earned a reputation that we deserve. That is that we are one of the best studios in our city. There are some studios that are good, but others not so much. We have earned a lot of awards over the years, and I am immensely glad to be part of the family there.
People need things to be proud of. Some are proud of their money, fame, accomplishments, family, cars, or hobbies. Me, I’m proud of what I will become.
my father is prideful, i think it’s his only flaw and stops him from being one of the finest people around. he’s so proud he blames others for it.
I guess that’s what you get when you let religion rule your life.
I hope i’m never too proud to admit my faults.
Proud and puffed up, like a puffin, like a wind, like an umbrella. Loud and proud, they usually are, trumpeting to the world “look at this! it is i! I am so wonderful!” and meaning it, seeing nothing wrong with bragging about something outside the self, as long as it is not identifiably the self, even though it is. Are you sure you are only what you think you are, that the things you love are separate from you?
“I’m proud to call myself your mother,” she said into the mirror. “I’m proud of what you’ve done, proud of what you’ve accomplished.”
Stupid, stupid. That sounds so fake. I hate how fake I sound. How hard is it to tell my daughter I’m proud of her. It’s just that every time I look into her face all I can see is her scumbag father staring back at me. I hate everything about him and everything about him that I see in her, especially.
something which i try not to be about myself. there is too much life to enjoy without focusing on one emotion. though i can be proud about the actions of others
of my country of my family I am a proud woman everything i do
of what i know
I am Proud of the Fine Young Men I have raised. I Love you Chris and Cory. You are my light that shines so bright