I never follow the rules. It’s no fun. The cliche expression “rules are meant to be broken” is cliche for a reason. It’s more fun to break the rules. It’s a thrill, it’s excitement and it’s the only way to go!
the rules of life never counted for me. when you’re the outside, very few things matter.
it’s just you,
your gut feelings,
your longings,
and your will to go and get what you know you deserve.
I can’t do this. I just end up erasing everything I say. I don’t quite have an opinion on rules. The first thing I want to say is “stupid”, but rules have gotten us somewhere today.
Ashley
there are certain rules a girl is supposed to live by.
some of my favorites are:
1) be modest! even if
showing your skin has nothing to do
with how others see you
but how you perceive yourself.
2) choose feminine words, for
it is not polite
to speak your fucking mind.
3) be a damsel-in-distress,
because god-knows it is frowned upon
to show that
you are a strong individual.
well, fuck those rules. i’ll
wear what i want, say what i feel,
and be a rock that
nothing can destroy.
those are my rules.
Rules. They are set into place in the largest, busiest part of our lives so that we remember never to step out of line. And they say some of these rules are meant to be broken. But there are repercussions to everything.
Never believe the rules set in place by unknown faces.
Morgan
there is
no
need
for
rules
in
poetry
emily
told me
so
Anita Cruse
Rules are all around me. What to do. How to do it, how not to. They are controlling my life. Sometimes ruining it. Friendships have rules, relationships have rules, families have rules. Why cant we all just have love. Love to make it through the day, the week, the year. Love can triumph their rules if people let it.
Kensey Solomon
Theodore tore down the street on a skateboard naked with a helium balloon tied to his testicles. He screamed at an old lady to get her stupid walker out of his way, causing her to fall over in the gutter.
When he got to the red traffic light, however, he slowed down and stopped to let the cross-street traffic go. “Gotta follow the rules,” he said quietly.
Have to break the rules don’t you? Of course. Rules are meant to be broken. Or followed depending on the viewpoint. But in the end the important thing is to question them. Without questioning them you’re as good as blind. If you break them without questioning them, you’re as good as stupid. If you question though… and whether or not you find fault, i think that makes you wise.
Jaclyn
I used to think that I was a perfect boy. The type of guy that would never break a promise.
That was before I started to lose myself in some teenage illusion of superiority. Each promise was an indifferent nod to an unwarranted claim.
Every promise should be a law to one’s self. And when you set those rules for yourself, you’ll truly notice how you’ve been breaking them since you thought you were perfect.
“Rules are funny. Could you imagine what would happen if we didn’t have them? It’s almost INSANE. Gosh. There wouldn’t be wars, but just mass Chaos, and we wouldn’t even know what Chaos is!
School has a bunch of rules that are stupid. The end.
Joyce
There were rules. There were always rules. Don’t do this, don’t do that, always remember this. Miranda hated how rules had become the norm of her life. Her family made sure from the time she was little that she followed rules, because in their eyes, she was nothing special. If she broke a sacred rule, then it was a severe form of punishment that only the weakest of people could possibly imagine. This was why she was finally after eighteen years she was running away from the rules.
wendy
Finally she had found a place where she belonged. A place where the normal rules didn’t apply. A place where she could dance and fly and defy gravity, stretch her wings.
Simon says one thing. You say another. You’re through with following Simon so blindly, for last night, he left you in the gutter. But at least now you listen to no one. Is no one in control?
Rules. Well, they are there for a reason. Sometimes they pretty much suck, but they keep things orderly and people in line. I think of games when I see this word, or sports. Football is on today, and a lot of rules have been being broken in that arena as of late.
Rules are there for order, except when they’re just there to restrict. They’re made from fear, but sometimes paranoia. They are the manifestations of fear sometimes, because people are all afraid of chaos.
Rapunzel.
I hate rules. I get that they’re meant for the greater good, but really, what good are they? Sure, some are useful but others are not. Things like laws, for example = mostly good. Other things, though, not so much. Like curfews and vaccinations and having stupid dental assessments before the school year starts. Why can’t I make my own choices about the way I raise my kids?
Bee
I can’t seem to move ahead without running into the mundane melee of rules.
follow the rules
they all say
don’t speak out of turn
don’t speak at all
don’t say anything you’ll regret, or you’ll regret it.
i don’t feel like writing tonight, though the evening is quite beauteous
creative things are like diamond rings
follow the rules
everyone says
don’t talk out of turn
don’t talk at all
note to self: keep to self.
always, don’t say anything you’ll regret, or you will regret it.
its a beauteous evening, but i don’t feel like writing.
creative things are like diamond rings.
Mackenzie
rules are stupid but i guess we all have to follow them
huh i don’t understand the point of this game
oh wait, it is not a game
huh huh huh
oh damn, time is running out
what should i write
finish the last sentence – what?
ms_em
Rules. Those stupid, pointless rules. Okay, so maybe they do work psychologically to at least keep us from outright killing each other, but isn’t that just going back to basics and relying on man’s primitive nature and personal code of ethics?
Why rules? Why does it matter? Is it really anyone’s fault if someone is smarter or dumber or richer or crazier? Why is it that the people who suffer the most are always the one who are held down by the rules around us? It isn’t fair. Those kind of rules should be broken.
Rules give order and structure to the people, and are important for every society. Without them, the world would be thrown into chaos. However, some rules are meant to be broken, because not all rules are Just or Moral.
Rules are there to be followed and keep people from getting hurt or something broken. Chaos can occur without rules. When the word “rules” came up the first thing that popped into my head were the rules from elementary school. Especially the rule about being quiet in the hallways and always doing “hips and lips.”
Kayla Goebelbecker
hard to follow. easy to break. used in schools, governments, and homes.
Timothy
problems
consequence
formula
strict
regulation
list
policy
principle
practice
Kayla Goebelbecker
I never played by the rules…actually…no one in our group did. She was a drop dead gorgeous woman, with wildfire habits. She engulfed us all in astonishment, while he became the prize that everyone wanted .They way they looked at each other sickened me to the point that it hurt just to watch. When no one was looking I’d try to hold her hand, and usually she had let me. Although, as soon as her man would turn to see her our hands would no longer be intertwined and her arms would be securely around him. I was nothing more than second best.
Rules are pointless and useless.
legal
can be broken
easily bendable
not all the time
hard to follow
can be dangerous
fun to play by
hard to decipher
easy to make up
difficult to understand
flexible at times
Isabella DiSalvo
It’s been so long since I have tried to be with someone, I forget whats okay to say and what’s not. I forget how to play this game. Why can’t I walk up to you and say I would like to get to know you better and possibly have sex on a regular basis?
shannon
hold us back. push us on. encourage. guide. helpful?? huh, too funny. do they contain? or release potential…..only time will tell. what are rules? rules of nature? rules of society? these rules, they are meant to break? Or meant to make?
beautyinthestars
I hate rules. I wish that rules would curl up in a ball and die, like I sometimes want to. Rules tell me that I can’t pick up and move to Los Angeles because I don’t have the money; rules tell me that I can’t get a job in Hollywood because I’m not skinny or pretty. Rules tell me that I have to pay back student loans and be responsible. I hate rules.
Melissa
Rules. Rules are made to be broken, obeyed, ignored, respected. With rules we confine ourselves to safe little boxes without imagination and freedom. Without rules we risk everything. And for what? Living instead of merely surviving. Then I say break the fucking rules! I want to live!
I hate rules but i think that they are needed for society to function even though i hate rules i follow them because i hate getting into trouble. when i break rules i get grounded or yelled at. id rather get grounded. being grounded reminds me of the show grounded for life. im listining to glee. i love glee its such a great show. i have ear pain.
Lilac
there are many rules in the game, some, however, are left unsaid. left for you to figure them out and define them.
I never follow the rules. It’s no fun. The cliche expression “rules are meant to be broken” is cliche for a reason. It’s more fun to break the rules. It’s a thrill, it’s excitement and it’s the only way to go!
school friends chores evil
idk just wanted to say hi >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> hi
LOOK LEFT…………………………..>>>>>>> U FAILED HAHAH
TROLL
who has that obscure
authority
to rule over others?
that form of
measurement
which in other ways is so
subjective.
the rules of life never counted for me. when you’re the outside, very few things matter.
it’s just you,
your gut feelings,
your longings,
and your will to go and get what you know you deserve.
I can’t do this. I just end up erasing everything I say. I don’t quite have an opinion on rules. The first thing I want to say is “stupid”, but rules have gotten us somewhere today.
there are certain rules a girl is supposed to live by.
some of my favorites are:
1) be modest! even if
showing your skin has nothing to do
with how others see you
but how you perceive yourself.
2) choose feminine words, for
it is not polite
to speak your fucking mind.
3) be a damsel-in-distress,
because god-knows it is frowned upon
to show that
you are a strong individual.
well, fuck those rules. i’ll
wear what i want, say what i feel,
and be a rock that
nothing can destroy.
those are my rules.
Rules. They are set into place in the largest, busiest part of our lives so that we remember never to step out of line. And they say some of these rules are meant to be broken. But there are repercussions to everything.
Never believe the rules set in place by unknown faces.
there is
no
need
for
rules
in
poetry
emily
told me
so
Rules are all around me. What to do. How to do it, how not to. They are controlling my life. Sometimes ruining it. Friendships have rules, relationships have rules, families have rules. Why cant we all just have love. Love to make it through the day, the week, the year. Love can triumph their rules if people let it.
Theodore tore down the street on a skateboard naked with a helium balloon tied to his testicles. He screamed at an old lady to get her stupid walker out of his way, causing her to fall over in the gutter.
When he got to the red traffic light, however, he slowed down and stopped to let the cross-street traffic go. “Gotta follow the rules,” he said quietly.
Have to break the rules don’t you? Of course. Rules are meant to be broken. Or followed depending on the viewpoint. But in the end the important thing is to question them. Without questioning them you’re as good as blind. If you break them without questioning them, you’re as good as stupid. If you question though… and whether or not you find fault, i think that makes you wise.
I used to think that I was a perfect boy. The type of guy that would never break a promise.
That was before I started to lose myself in some teenage illusion of superiority. Each promise was an indifferent nod to an unwarranted claim.
Every promise should be a law to one’s self. And when you set those rules for yourself, you’ll truly notice how you’ve been breaking them since you thought you were perfect.
“Rules are funny. Could you imagine what would happen if we didn’t have them? It’s almost INSANE. Gosh. There wouldn’t be wars, but just mass Chaos, and we wouldn’t even know what Chaos is!
School has a bunch of rules that are stupid. The end.
There were rules. There were always rules. Don’t do this, don’t do that, always remember this. Miranda hated how rules had become the norm of her life. Her family made sure from the time she was little that she followed rules, because in their eyes, she was nothing special. If she broke a sacred rule, then it was a severe form of punishment that only the weakest of people could possibly imagine. This was why she was finally after eighteen years she was running away from the rules.
Finally she had found a place where she belonged. A place where the normal rules didn’t apply. A place where she could dance and fly and defy gravity, stretch her wings.
Simon says one thing. You say another. You’re through with following Simon so blindly, for last night, he left you in the gutter. But at least now you listen to no one. Is no one in control?
Rules. Well, they are there for a reason. Sometimes they pretty much suck, but they keep things orderly and people in line. I think of games when I see this word, or sports. Football is on today, and a lot of rules have been being broken in that arena as of late.
Rules are there for order, except when they’re just there to restrict. They’re made from fear, but sometimes paranoia. They are the manifestations of fear sometimes, because people are all afraid of chaos.
I hate rules. I get that they’re meant for the greater good, but really, what good are they? Sure, some are useful but others are not. Things like laws, for example = mostly good. Other things, though, not so much. Like curfews and vaccinations and having stupid dental assessments before the school year starts. Why can’t I make my own choices about the way I raise my kids?
I can’t seem to move ahead without running into the mundane melee of rules.
follow the rules
they all say
don’t speak out of turn
don’t speak at all
don’t say anything you’ll regret, or you’ll regret it.
i don’t feel like writing tonight, though the evening is quite beauteous
creative things are like diamond rings
My expression is hindered by these rules. I grapple with which ones I should follow and which ones I should deny.
Rules
The queen, she rules with benevolence. Her stature, stately. Her demeanor, gentle. Her decrees, just.
follow the rules
everyone says
don’t talk out of turn
don’t talk at all
note to self: keep to self.
always, don’t say anything you’ll regret, or you will regret it.
its a beauteous evening, but i don’t feel like writing.
creative things are like diamond rings.
rules are stupid but i guess we all have to follow them
huh i don’t understand the point of this game
oh wait, it is not a game
huh huh huh
oh damn, time is running out
what should i write
finish the last sentence – what?
Rules. Those stupid, pointless rules. Okay, so maybe they do work psychologically to at least keep us from outright killing each other, but isn’t that just going back to basics and relying on man’s primitive nature and personal code of ethics?
Why rules? Why does it matter? Is it really anyone’s fault if someone is smarter or dumber or richer or crazier? Why is it that the people who suffer the most are always the one who are held down by the rules around us? It isn’t fair. Those kind of rules should be broken.
Rules give order and structure to the people, and are important for every society. Without them, the world would be thrown into chaos. However, some rules are meant to be broken, because not all rules are Just or Moral.
Rules are there to be followed and keep people from getting hurt or something broken. Chaos can occur without rules. When the word “rules” came up the first thing that popped into my head were the rules from elementary school. Especially the rule about being quiet in the hallways and always doing “hips and lips.”
hard to follow. easy to break. used in schools, governments, and homes.
problems
consequence
formula
strict
regulation
list
policy
principle
practice
I never played by the rules…actually…no one in our group did. She was a drop dead gorgeous woman, with wildfire habits. She engulfed us all in astonishment, while he became the prize that everyone wanted .They way they looked at each other sickened me to the point that it hurt just to watch. When no one was looking I’d try to hold her hand, and usually she had let me. Although, as soon as her man would turn to see her our hands would no longer be intertwined and her arms would be securely around him. I was nothing more than second best.
Rules are pointless and useless.
legal
can be broken
easily bendable
not all the time
hard to follow
can be dangerous
fun to play by
hard to decipher
easy to make up
difficult to understand
flexible at times
It’s been so long since I have tried to be with someone, I forget whats okay to say and what’s not. I forget how to play this game. Why can’t I walk up to you and say I would like to get to know you better and possibly have sex on a regular basis?
hold us back. push us on. encourage. guide. helpful?? huh, too funny. do they contain? or release potential…..only time will tell. what are rules? rules of nature? rules of society? these rules, they are meant to break? Or meant to make?
I hate rules. I wish that rules would curl up in a ball and die, like I sometimes want to. Rules tell me that I can’t pick up and move to Los Angeles because I don’t have the money; rules tell me that I can’t get a job in Hollywood because I’m not skinny or pretty. Rules tell me that I have to pay back student loans and be responsible. I hate rules.
Rules. Rules are made to be broken, obeyed, ignored, respected. With rules we confine ourselves to safe little boxes without imagination and freedom. Without rules we risk everything. And for what? Living instead of merely surviving. Then I say break the fucking rules! I want to live!
I hate rules but i think that they are needed for society to function even though i hate rules i follow them because i hate getting into trouble. when i break rules i get grounded or yelled at. id rather get grounded. being grounded reminds me of the show grounded for life. im listining to glee. i love glee its such a great show. i have ear pain.
there are many rules in the game, some, however, are left unsaid. left for you to figure them out and define them.