secure in thought, secure in heart, secure in thinking … confidence is security, love is security, confidence in love is the ulimate goal in life … have you achieved love
terri dover
i feel secure when i’m in my bedroom with someone else. when all of the doors are locked and when it’s light outside. i don’t have to worry about burglars or murderers or rapists because i feel secure within the confines of my lovely home. i enjoy feeling secure.
Caitlyn Smith
safe, alone, under the covers, in a warm room, comfortable, happy, nothing wrong going on. doors locked, quiet outside.. widow open. warm breeze coming in. night air smells crisp and clean.
Lolita
Secure is not safety. Not mommy tucking you in. Secure is the word that men in camouflage use to let men in gray suits know that the veil of safety has been yanked, ever so ceremoniously, over their eyes.
I feel secure about myself as a whole. About a person who once was unconfident about who she was. I am now secure. It’s amazing how different life experiences can change your mind set about things. But getting through them wasn’t the hardest part. It’s living with them.
Katie
Being secure is hard to come by. When you feel the security and safety of someone’s arms stay there, don’t move. You’ll lose it quick.
My doors do not have locks. Simply handles that twist, turn, open a path to my destination. My future is SECURE.
Jesse H
I feel secure when I’m with him. When he hugs me and I can just bury my head in his chest I feel secure and loved and I feel like nothing can touch me there. When he kisses me on the forehead, when he holds me really tight, when he lets me fall asleep on him, I feel so secure, I feel like everything’s going to be okay.
Saralisa
I feel secure when there’s money in the bank; I have loved ones around, when I’m in his arms. To feel secure when I’m alone and with nothing is something that will one day be accomplished.
Melody
Secure like a rope. untangled. unchanging. sometimes shattering and dangerous. don”t let it fool you .
Never good, never evil.
not in between. Sometimes ok.
Secure from ?
Nothing is secure anymore as my life falls apart, I can’t feel secure when I’m learning to support myself for the very first time, I don’t feel secure in college, in this new atmosphere, i don;t feel secure with all of these new responsibilities I just want to go back to being secure in the protection of my mother.
I have writtin about this once before. Secure i am in the hand of my God for he has saved me with his own blood. For i am a mere sinner destined to disappoint him and he saves me even so.
i am not secure with myself yet. i know i have a long way to go and i am sorta scared for the future. my securities always been so shaky. i feel nervous at the thought of knowing im not secure either. i know i shouldnt rely on someone for me to be secure, but i do.
tory
I don’t feel secured. My future is not certain. I don’t know what I shall do. I know I will end up being an old maid. But then what? What should I do when I get really old?
kat
Security. We drive to have it. To have it we must find a place within ourselves. Once we hold it we want adventure as well. We let go. To be secure is to be sure and I have yet to meet anyone who most definitely is.
safe in the arms og one you trust. enclosed in a place gaurded by your own imagination. i love the places i can go where no one else can it makes me feel safe. my soul is safe in the hands of my god for he has saved me with his own blood. for am am a mere sinner and he is the creater
asia
Secure my heart with your hand and you’ll have my soul in your heart.
I feel secure with you. Safe like a boat tied to the dock. No matter the storm I am safe. Secure like a tightrope. Walk all over me, I’ll never break.
Porter
She strut down the hall, ponytail bouncing and a huge grin on her face. She looked both as if she was on a mission and as if she had nowhere else in the world she needed to be than that hallway. It wasn’t a magical setting, but right away he knew he needed to talk to her and hoped he had the guts. Of all the people he had ever met, she was the only one that looked like she fit perfectly inside her body, her life, and her surroundings. She looked happy to be there. And just this sight of this girl made him wonder why, although people never hesitated in calling him insecure, secure was never used as a characteristic. Perhaps it was becuase no one else was ever deserving enough until this girl.
L
ah, to be safe. to feel like you’re home. there’s absolutely nothing like it. even when you branch out and you create your own safe place away from the original. it’s always nice to know that you have that one thing that’ll always stay the same. family.
rryebread
I wish I knew I secured my spot in your heart. That you still loved me. That you still believed in at least the possibility of us.
what is secure, its nothing but money to many peoplo.e but i think it is emotional. i want to b secure. be happy. and always be happy. i want someone to lovce me and make sure that i’ll b happy all that time. i don’t want to b financially secure i want to be emotionall secure. that’s my
Jocelyn
I tried to keep my head secure upon my shoulders. Unfortunately, I was so high it just kept floating away.
Nick M
Count. That’s the most important job a corrections officer has. At least that’s how they tell it to you in training, and how it appears in every post order book you can find. But nobody reads the post order books unless they run out of prisoner’s magazines and newspapers first. And you never run out of those. Besides, the people who are really in charge don’t care, either. It looks bad when you lose a prisoner, especially a violent one, but they get over it.
dean
safe thats what it means. its how you should keep your money and stuff you like a lot and all that crap your grandparents give you
Ash
She felt secure in his arms, safe. The feeling of his warm leather jacket against her bare arms made her heart melt. She couldn’t stand to think he would be leaving in just a half hour. She wasn’t sure what she would do without him, waking up in bed alone and going back to sleep in an empty bed.
I am secure in my own body. I like myself. I am secure with my things and life and intelligence. I like being secure, and it took forever for me to get here. I don’t ever want to lose this.
I walked in, sobbing and shaking. She took two steps towardsw me and grabbed my hand, pulling me close to her. As I lost myslef in her warm embrace, everything was fine. I finally felt secure.
i fell very secure when im with my family and close friends. i am always secure about my future i dont want my life to be a mess. i feel the most secure around emily and m
Autumn Fox
She was alone, in the blanket of night. Fear began to take hold of her.
Enzo
There is a feeling one may not feel often nowadays. There are so many dangers. There are so many crazy people. The first thing that comes to mind is the lack of security.
mfd
I’m sure she felt secure, tucked into her bed in her triple-protected home with every advanced security option money could buy. But I knew how to get around them because I installed them. She didn’t suspect a thing as I stood there watching her sleep.
Doug McIntire
this reminds me of a blanket or something from your childhood. something that makes you feel safe–not because it necesarily protects you but because its familiar. like a smell or a stuffed animal or something like mac and cheese
Vince
that feeling of your arms wrapped around my body, pulling me close to you, keeping me safely tucked away from everything imaginable. i love you for that. i love knowing that you’re mine and i’m yours and we’re willing to do anything possible to keep that safe – to keep that going.
amandadj
I thought that after I met you my heart was secure from all the heartache pains, but the only security I had in giving it to you, was that you were going to break it.
secure in thought, secure in heart, secure in thinking … confidence is security, love is security, confidence in love is the ulimate goal in life … have you achieved love
i feel secure when i’m in my bedroom with someone else. when all of the doors are locked and when it’s light outside. i don’t have to worry about burglars or murderers or rapists because i feel secure within the confines of my lovely home. i enjoy feeling secure.
safe, alone, under the covers, in a warm room, comfortable, happy, nothing wrong going on. doors locked, quiet outside.. widow open. warm breeze coming in. night air smells crisp and clean.
Secure is not safety. Not mommy tucking you in. Secure is the word that men in camouflage use to let men in gray suits know that the veil of safety has been yanked, ever so ceremoniously, over their eyes.
I feel secure about myself as a whole. About a person who once was unconfident about who she was. I am now secure. It’s amazing how different life experiences can change your mind set about things. But getting through them wasn’t the hardest part. It’s living with them.
Being secure is hard to come by. When you feel the security and safety of someone’s arms stay there, don’t move. You’ll lose it quick.
My doors do not have locks. Simply handles that twist, turn, open a path to my destination. My future is SECURE.
I feel secure when I’m with him. When he hugs me and I can just bury my head in his chest I feel secure and loved and I feel like nothing can touch me there. When he kisses me on the forehead, when he holds me really tight, when he lets me fall asleep on him, I feel so secure, I feel like everything’s going to be okay.
I feel secure when there’s money in the bank; I have loved ones around, when I’m in his arms. To feel secure when I’m alone and with nothing is something that will one day be accomplished.
Secure like a rope. untangled. unchanging. sometimes shattering and dangerous. don”t let it fool you .
Never good, never evil.
not in between. Sometimes ok.
Secure from ?
Nothing is secure anymore as my life falls apart, I can’t feel secure when I’m learning to support myself for the very first time, I don’t feel secure in college, in this new atmosphere, i don;t feel secure with all of these new responsibilities I just want to go back to being secure in the protection of my mother.
I have writtin about this once before. Secure i am in the hand of my God for he has saved me with his own blood. For i am a mere sinner destined to disappoint him and he saves me even so.
i am not secure with myself yet. i know i have a long way to go and i am sorta scared for the future. my securities always been so shaky. i feel nervous at the thought of knowing im not secure either. i know i shouldnt rely on someone for me to be secure, but i do.
I don’t feel secured. My future is not certain. I don’t know what I shall do. I know I will end up being an old maid. But then what? What should I do when I get really old?
Security. We drive to have it. To have it we must find a place within ourselves. Once we hold it we want adventure as well. We let go. To be secure is to be sure and I have yet to meet anyone who most definitely is.
safe in the arms og one you trust. enclosed in a place gaurded by your own imagination. i love the places i can go where no one else can it makes me feel safe. my soul is safe in the hands of my god for he has saved me with his own blood. for am am a mere sinner and he is the creater
Secure my heart with your hand and you’ll have my soul in your heart.
I feel secure with you. Safe like a boat tied to the dock. No matter the storm I am safe. Secure like a tightrope. Walk all over me, I’ll never break.
She strut down the hall, ponytail bouncing and a huge grin on her face. She looked both as if she was on a mission and as if she had nowhere else in the world she needed to be than that hallway. It wasn’t a magical setting, but right away he knew he needed to talk to her and hoped he had the guts. Of all the people he had ever met, she was the only one that looked like she fit perfectly inside her body, her life, and her surroundings. She looked happy to be there. And just this sight of this girl made him wonder why, although people never hesitated in calling him insecure, secure was never used as a characteristic. Perhaps it was becuase no one else was ever deserving enough until this girl.
ah, to be safe. to feel like you’re home. there’s absolutely nothing like it. even when you branch out and you create your own safe place away from the original. it’s always nice to know that you have that one thing that’ll always stay the same. family.
I wish I knew I secured my spot in your heart. That you still loved me. That you still believed in at least the possibility of us.
what is secure, its nothing but money to many peoplo.e but i think it is emotional. i want to b secure. be happy. and always be happy. i want someone to lovce me and make sure that i’ll b happy all that time. i don’t want to b financially secure i want to be emotionall secure. that’s my
I tried to keep my head secure upon my shoulders. Unfortunately, I was so high it just kept floating away.
Count. That’s the most important job a corrections officer has. At least that’s how they tell it to you in training, and how it appears in every post order book you can find. But nobody reads the post order books unless they run out of prisoner’s magazines and newspapers first. And you never run out of those. Besides, the people who are really in charge don’t care, either. It looks bad when you lose a prisoner, especially a violent one, but they get over it.
safe thats what it means. its how you should keep your money and stuff you like a lot and all that crap your grandparents give you
She felt secure in his arms, safe. The feeling of his warm leather jacket against her bare arms made her heart melt. She couldn’t stand to think he would be leaving in just a half hour. She wasn’t sure what she would do without him, waking up in bed alone and going back to sleep in an empty bed.
I felt so secure in his arms, as if nothing could ever harm me. I took one look until his eyes and then I saw it. Suddenly the grip loosened…
Do you,like I, have a false sense of being secure? No. I know better than that.
I am secure in my own body. I like myself. I am secure with my things and life and intelligence. I like being secure, and it took forever for me to get here. I don’t ever want to lose this.
I walked in, sobbing and shaking. She took two steps towardsw me and grabbed my hand, pulling me close to her. As I lost myslef in her warm embrace, everything was fine. I finally felt secure.
i fell very secure when im with my family and close friends. i am always secure about my future i dont want my life to be a mess. i feel the most secure around emily and m
She was alone, in the blanket of night. Fear began to take hold of her.
There is a feeling one may not feel often nowadays. There are so many dangers. There are so many crazy people. The first thing that comes to mind is the lack of security.
I’m sure she felt secure, tucked into her bed in her triple-protected home with every advanced security option money could buy. But I knew how to get around them because I installed them. She didn’t suspect a thing as I stood there watching her sleep.
this reminds me of a blanket or something from your childhood. something that makes you feel safe–not because it necesarily protects you but because its familiar. like a smell or a stuffed animal or something like mac and cheese
that feeling of your arms wrapped around my body, pulling me close to you, keeping me safely tucked away from everything imaginable. i love you for that. i love knowing that you’re mine and i’m yours and we’re willing to do anything possible to keep that safe – to keep that going.
I thought that after I met you my heart was secure from all the heartache pains, but the only security I had in giving it to you, was that you were going to break it.
secure me, tie me down, put me in a cage. don’t let the soul run for it will
safe; to fasten, make safe; everybody is worried about a secure job, a secure nest to retire to.
I was somehow secure when I was wrapped into hugs by someone who never shown his face. But yet again, he is the danger who I tried to escape from.
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