That feeling deep inside that’s been surfacing every now and then. Is it really what I think it is? Should I respond to its call? I don’t know if its reality or just my.. imagination.
Ruth
why will she not respond to my text messages. Man, that girl pisses me off. I wish that i cold just find her just to yell at her. This is what I think some time.
who else
His eyes ask the question, the one that I have worked hard to trample; shoved into the dark hidden parts of my mind so that it will never surface. But still these eyes ask the forbidden question – ‘do you love me?’
But there is no way I can respond.
Emma
Respond?
Must everything have a repsonse? Can a statement not just be put out there and make everyone think. Do we really HAVE to respond?
Ellie
What do you want me to respond to … i mean there is no question in place and the word itself is not much of a question? so now what… i mean i cant keep writing about nothing at all however i seem to keep typing
kate
I always respond in kind, lets I decide to not respond in kind. Becuase a good response is certainly better than a bad response, and no response i better than a bad response. I.e. it is never a bad idea to respond, lest your response is a bad response.
Thomas
When we respond to eachother we make ourselves known. Respond to the world and feel secure. You are one of the one and by responding we get whole.
Josephine
respond to what? this? um, okay, then i’m responding by writing random shit. this is like a Tv show I once saw . It was about voice acting or something. They were all competing to become the next voiceover artist for this channel and one challenge was to talk about one random topic. Btw, do i have to stay on topic?
Abhishek
respond to your alerts prease. i hate that sentance. they allways send me that message to my e-mail. respond, responcible i#m not like that .
Evelina
Invitations, how you feel about something. The way I reacted to my son falling into the deep end the other night. Jumping up to save him and berating myself at the same time. RSVP. Am I the worst mom ever? How do you stop feeling the panic?
Robin
what? i have to keep on writing something regarding the word respond? sure….respond is what people do when they are asked something through speech, txt or something else? hahaha! damn, it’s hard to think of something in a very short amount of time….60 seconds specifically….i’m even shocked that i’m able to type something this long regarding the given topic though most of the things i sed are not related to the word responmd…even though….i’m still responding.
Ravenhart McAdams
Respond was the cousin to the brothers Alert and Alarm. He would often come over to their thatch roofed hut to play games. These games would often involve the creative use of sticks. One day Alert ran off and left Alarm and Respond on their own.
“Alert” cried Alarm
“Respond” cried Respond
Damo
Generally a “respond” is a half-pier or half-column, protruding from a wall, and providing terminal support for an arch, arcade, or architrave.
nimbus
How do you respond when your child asks you if he is going to die, when you so desperately want the answer to be “no” but you have sworn to him always to let the truth go from your lips to his heart.
Taddy
i know its a key in commnication. when someone asks you or tell you something u need to respond. that is the basic courtesy. i like to the point clear and true responses. i dint know how to recieve the phone calls once but with practise not only call bt my email responses have gone better
tara
The maenads will soon take their revenge.
Lord Bacchus shall be proud of their endeavors.
jason
Give to me your reconciliation. Give to me your will to speak.
Give me your tired words and over-used plagiarisms. Give me your piece of mind, your worried lies.
Give me something worth thinking about, or give me nothing.
I’d rather you respond than not say anything at all.
Zzenzetra
to respond
tose
she cradles the phone in her hand, pressed against her ear. her other hand loosely holds the cord, twisting it idly around her fingers.
she bites her lip, because if she doesn’t, she might start crying. answer me already, she thinks. say something!
she can hear faint crackly static and soft hesitant breathes.
“you still there?” she asks, barely above a whisper.
a pause, then “yes.”
she swallows sick nervousness. “well? will you?”
another pause. then, voice sounding as if it were smiling, a “yes. i will.”
eli
it was all he could do not to respond with “Can’t we just fuck on the roof instead?” She wouldn’t have taken kindly to that, however, so he settled for, “Can’t we just fuck?”
Coby
one time sally responded to something i said very rudely. though i did not think before speaking maybe o should have. i just told her that she smelled like a dumpster. i only meant a new surprise every time. never knowing what you will smell.
Josh
it s require a question
fatih
Respond? What do you mean respond? No, I’ll just smile, I’ll just wave and silently flip you off because you’re a sadistic asshole with no soul.
Emma
If he asked her, she would most likely not respond to his question, he knew that. But what good would it be if he didn’t try? In his mind, though, he was secretly afraid of knowing what her answer would be.
First Try
so I respond and you give it away, to someone else. this is mine. you better read it and know it. the other doesn’t belong to me. wtf?!
natalie schwem
How was she to respond to the words, the warm, pleading music that read “How are you doing?” but clearly babbled “I am a scarecrow stuffed with longing hung on a cross of you, corn silk girl, and the crows ARE ARE ARE when I weep stupidly I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HER!” So she folded the paper until it disappeared.
Brian Slusher
I don’t know how to respond to his questions. The words hang tightly onto my lips as I shift my position uncomfortably. His enigmatic eyes bore directly into me, shifting occasionally towards my lover.
leen
Respond? That’s a command. I don’t understand what I’m supposed to write about this… Huh… Maybe I should go to bed. How’s that for a response?
Tiffany
Respond. I am expected to respond to the word respond? Certainly an easier topic than some other possibilities, a VVlbeit a rather closed one. Respnding is exactly what i’m doing now, performing an action in RESPONSE to something else, in this case, the word respond.
Jack Whipp van Vliet
there never was time.
that box of photos?
lost.
and every day without you
brings us closer to being farther apart.
separate.
i don’t know how to:
respond.
rheann
I wish sometimes I could tell everyone how I felt, about anything, and well everything. Sometimes I wish I could tell this to myself, if only I knew me, as a person in real life. I really think I’d like that.
Angelina
i luv this guy very much but he doesnt no how much it is but he neva tells me how much he luvs me an wen i ask him he gets angry or just doesnt answer. an he neva takes my calls. im very upset about it. i cant talk to him about it either :( help me advice now
kelly
oneword
friendship:)
giada
i can’t respond right now – frankly there isn’t all that much to respond to. Perhaps the meloncholy darkness invading the space within my head. But honestly, who wants to hear about that happy crappy. All is fine and all is well – keep telling yourself that and maybe it will be so.
Erica
She clicked her mouse on refresh again. Waiting… Waiting…
She knew it was shocking news, but she really needed to hear from him that it would all be okay.
Linda
i am responding to the brief message you wrote me. i can’t believe i spend an entire summer, waiting for you to make up your mind. to respond to my gestures and love. my obvious love. my response to you is bitter. i could do better. i will do better.
emma
once you wanted to talk to me
once you wanted to hear what I had to say
one day, you decided that wasn’t the case
anymore
you didn’t respond
now you never respond
you’re not even reading this, are you?
Tim Thraeryn
To the question as fast as possible. Don’t think just act, that is society’s purpose for you because without purpose, you become inefficient. A lazy slob of what you could be, you sit and while away the hours in luxurious lethargy. Without deadlines, you’d be meaningless.
Luke B
what do i do to respond to your words when you never respond to mine?
stop asking questions and getting frustrated with my answers, because you’re answers aren’t so clear either. They’re just a jar full of water and air bubbles that will never separate. so don’t tell me to tell you everything. because guess what?
That feeling deep inside that’s been surfacing every now and then. Is it really what I think it is? Should I respond to its call? I don’t know if its reality or just my.. imagination.
why will she not respond to my text messages. Man, that girl pisses me off. I wish that i cold just find her just to yell at her. This is what I think some time.
His eyes ask the question, the one that I have worked hard to trample; shoved into the dark hidden parts of my mind so that it will never surface. But still these eyes ask the forbidden question – ‘do you love me?’
But there is no way I can respond.
Respond?
Must everything have a repsonse? Can a statement not just be put out there and make everyone think. Do we really HAVE to respond?
What do you want me to respond to … i mean there is no question in place and the word itself is not much of a question? so now what… i mean i cant keep writing about nothing at all however i seem to keep typing
I always respond in kind, lets I decide to not respond in kind. Becuase a good response is certainly better than a bad response, and no response i better than a bad response. I.e. it is never a bad idea to respond, lest your response is a bad response.
When we respond to eachother we make ourselves known. Respond to the world and feel secure. You are one of the one and by responding we get whole.
respond to what? this? um, okay, then i’m responding by writing random shit. this is like a Tv show I once saw . It was about voice acting or something. They were all competing to become the next voiceover artist for this channel and one challenge was to talk about one random topic. Btw, do i have to stay on topic?
respond to your alerts prease. i hate that sentance. they allways send me that message to my e-mail. respond, responcible i#m not like that .
Invitations, how you feel about something. The way I reacted to my son falling into the deep end the other night. Jumping up to save him and berating myself at the same time. RSVP. Am I the worst mom ever? How do you stop feeling the panic?
what? i have to keep on writing something regarding the word respond? sure….respond is what people do when they are asked something through speech, txt or something else? hahaha! damn, it’s hard to think of something in a very short amount of time….60 seconds specifically….i’m even shocked that i’m able to type something this long regarding the given topic though most of the things i sed are not related to the word responmd…even though….i’m still responding.
Respond was the cousin to the brothers Alert and Alarm. He would often come over to their thatch roofed hut to play games. These games would often involve the creative use of sticks. One day Alert ran off and left Alarm and Respond on their own.
“Alert” cried Alarm
“Respond” cried Respond
Generally a “respond” is a half-pier or half-column, protruding from a wall, and providing terminal support for an arch, arcade, or architrave.
How do you respond when your child asks you if he is going to die, when you so desperately want the answer to be “no” but you have sworn to him always to let the truth go from your lips to his heart.
i know its a key in commnication. when someone asks you or tell you something u need to respond. that is the basic courtesy. i like to the point clear and true responses. i dint know how to recieve the phone calls once but with practise not only call bt my email responses have gone better
The maenads will soon take their revenge.
Lord Bacchus shall be proud of their endeavors.
Give to me your reconciliation. Give to me your will to speak.
Give me your tired words and over-used plagiarisms. Give me your piece of mind, your worried lies.
Give me something worth thinking about, or give me nothing.
I’d rather you respond than not say anything at all.
to respond
she cradles the phone in her hand, pressed against her ear. her other hand loosely holds the cord, twisting it idly around her fingers.
she bites her lip, because if she doesn’t, she might start crying. answer me already, she thinks. say something!
she can hear faint crackly static and soft hesitant breathes.
“you still there?” she asks, barely above a whisper.
a pause, then “yes.”
she swallows sick nervousness. “well? will you?”
another pause. then, voice sounding as if it were smiling, a “yes. i will.”
it was all he could do not to respond with “Can’t we just fuck on the roof instead?” She wouldn’t have taken kindly to that, however, so he settled for, “Can’t we just fuck?”
one time sally responded to something i said very rudely. though i did not think before speaking maybe o should have. i just told her that she smelled like a dumpster. i only meant a new surprise every time. never knowing what you will smell.
it s require a question
Respond? What do you mean respond? No, I’ll just smile, I’ll just wave and silently flip you off because you’re a sadistic asshole with no soul.
If he asked her, she would most likely not respond to his question, he knew that. But what good would it be if he didn’t try? In his mind, though, he was secretly afraid of knowing what her answer would be.
so I respond and you give it away, to someone else. this is mine. you better read it and know it. the other doesn’t belong to me. wtf?!
How was she to respond to the words, the warm, pleading music that read “How are you doing?” but clearly babbled “I am a scarecrow stuffed with longing hung on a cross of you, corn silk girl, and the crows ARE ARE ARE when I weep stupidly I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HER!” So she folded the paper until it disappeared.
I don’t know how to respond to his questions. The words hang tightly onto my lips as I shift my position uncomfortably. His enigmatic eyes bore directly into me, shifting occasionally towards my lover.
Respond? That’s a command. I don’t understand what I’m supposed to write about this… Huh… Maybe I should go to bed. How’s that for a response?
Respond. I am expected to respond to the word respond? Certainly an easier topic than some other possibilities, a VVlbeit a rather closed one. Respnding is exactly what i’m doing now, performing an action in RESPONSE to something else, in this case, the word respond.
there never was time.
that box of photos?
lost.
and every day without you
brings us closer to being farther apart.
separate.
i don’t know how to:
respond.
I wish sometimes I could tell everyone how I felt, about anything, and well everything. Sometimes I wish I could tell this to myself, if only I knew me, as a person in real life. I really think I’d like that.
i luv this guy very much but he doesnt no how much it is but he neva tells me how much he luvs me an wen i ask him he gets angry or just doesnt answer. an he neva takes my calls. im very upset about it. i cant talk to him about it either :( help me advice now
oneword
friendship:)
i can’t respond right now – frankly there isn’t all that much to respond to. Perhaps the meloncholy darkness invading the space within my head. But honestly, who wants to hear about that happy crappy. All is fine and all is well – keep telling yourself that and maybe it will be so.
She clicked her mouse on refresh again. Waiting… Waiting…
She knew it was shocking news, but she really needed to hear from him that it would all be okay.
i am responding to the brief message you wrote me. i can’t believe i spend an entire summer, waiting for you to make up your mind. to respond to my gestures and love. my obvious love. my response to you is bitter. i could do better. i will do better.
once you wanted to talk to me
once you wanted to hear what I had to say
one day, you decided that wasn’t the case
anymore
you didn’t respond
now you never respond
you’re not even reading this, are you?
To the question as fast as possible. Don’t think just act, that is society’s purpose for you because without purpose, you become inefficient. A lazy slob of what you could be, you sit and while away the hours in luxurious lethargy. Without deadlines, you’d be meaningless.
what do i do to respond to your words when you never respond to mine?
stop asking questions and getting frustrated with my answers, because you’re answers aren’t so clear either. They’re just a jar full of water and air bubbles that will never separate. so don’t tell me to tell you everything. because guess what?
i.
won’t.
I will respond to you later