impenetrable
immortal
immovable
thus is the way of strength
true strength is elusive, so we replicate it with brawn
Millie Lane
Strength is a made-up term. All words are made-up though. But that doesn’t mean strength even makes sense. It’s all a big act. “He’s so strong” well ANYONE can lift weights their whole life and be all huge and muscular. Even emotionally… it’s all senseless.
I am strong. I do what is needed. I do what is necessary. I will protect my family always and the ones that I love. To live, one must be strong. To be, one must be strong. I am strong enough to know that I must live and not to just exist.
Ashley Hurd
i think of strongbad when i hear strong
i also think of a multitude of “armstrongs”
who was that guy with the bracelet and the tour de france? and then there’s colby armstrong, that is a bamf.
an ugly bamf, but whatever.
also i wanna think about the guy who landed on the moon? who’s that? i dont know what else to write.
carina
“Be strong.” What does that mean? Is that when you manage to not fall to your knees and weep like a child? Is that when you keep your chin up and pretend that nothing happened? Aren’t they really telling you do is be delusional? One can’t BE strong in times such as this; to say that what he did was wrong would be a severe understatement.
my husabnd has strong arms which keep me safe and free from harm. He also has a strong mind which I love. He is the meaning of strength to me.
D
I am strong. my mom is also strong. my sisters are strong. strength is about not losing yourself in the shit. Not letting everything dilute your self worth. its holding on to yourself in the wind. It’s letting things go.
Christa D. Atwood
sedimentary stone save strata
standing staying
never swaying
severed lips sewn shut
ceasing screaming
ceasing screaming
someone who comes off as confident
someone who is comfortable in there own skin
someone who can take on the world
someone who should be very proud of themselves
A person that can take mental and physical abuse and still surpress the urge to get even
A person who can speak their mind in front of a ton of people.
Person standing in a crowd lifting weights.
I do not know what it means to be strong. my whole life I am told that I need to be a strong person, I am told who is a strong person and who is not. I don’t know where in that guide I fit in, but I am not sure what I can ever do. I need to be strong for myself and I will need it for my future. I don’t have to be yet, but I will need to be strong for other people, I just don’t know if I can be. it’s just one of those things, where, you are or you aren’t, or something. or maybe you just don’t know you have it.
Strong is what everyone wants to be. Except for sometimes. I’ve spent so much time in a world where women are supposed to be weak that whenever you’re around I am. I am weak. I am not strong. Strong is something that you don’t want to hide. Hiding is all I do.
Sara
Strength isn’t just about your muscles. Emotional strength, for me, is much more important. I need to get through these issues before I can do anything else. My inner strength has been failing me and I need to build that up before I can build up my outer strength.
I wish I could be as strong as other people portray me to be. I guess strength doesn’t come that easy. Or maybe it does and I just can’t see it. Whatever the case may be, I need to be strong for things to come. I know I’ll hurt. I know that I’ll also get over it. That’s strength. I just deal and hope things turn out okay.
Buck, the strong man walked by Spindly Chapman, the contortionist, behind the circus tent and laughed at his scrawny limbs. “You don’t need nothin’ to do that bendy stuff. It’s not like liftin’ weights. That takes real manhood.”
Spindly scowled at him. It had been months of obnoxious needling from this meat-head. “I bet you couldn’t do what I do, you vile sack of pus.” Buck replied, “Hah! I could do anything you do with one hand tied behind my back!”
Spindly laughed, “are you willing to bet 50 bucks on that?”
“Sure,” said Buck, “make it a hundred!”
Spindly found a rope and they got Gnomesly Hedgewig to hold the $200 of the contenders. “Ready?” Spindly asked as he tied Buck’s large, sinewy, muscular arm behind his back. “Absolutely!” Buck snickered.
Spindly stepped over to Buck’s assortment of barbells, lead weights, barrels full of water, and a small elephant in a pen. He looked at Buck and clapped his hands.
Strong. I feel strong just reading such a word. Even the way the t cuddles into the r makes me feel safe. The n is hugged by the curvy o and g, and I feel safe again. I feel like when I’m strong, I can do anything. Strong words, strong pain? bah. Strong my ass!
Christine
the thing you have to do when you have no other choice. you have to be strong, because sometimes you have no other option. strong.. hmm people may also say muscles haha. but strong to me is more of an emotional thing. its state of being in the mind.
megan
Strong are the branches that hold me. I fly to him and rest there and then burrow into the opening he makes. There, I die and decompose and become one with him. I, the bird. He, the great oak. And I am reborn in the veins of his being whilst instead of leaves, his branches sprout feathers.
The strong man spit on his hands and rubbed them together. He didn’t know why he did this, he just did. For a while, he just shut his eyes and listened to the silent, expecting crowd holding their breath. Then, with one loud grunt, he lifted the boulder and as he did so, the largest, most nauseating fart erupted from the deepest caverns of his gut. There was silence. And then the crowd stood up and cheered and cheered. The strong man took a deep bow.
A big man. A person not afraid to speak their mind. A person who doesn’t care what people think about her/him. A person who can get up in front of a crowd and be silly.
Mad
The man in the center of the ring lifted the wooden pole high above his head. The crowd cheered as he threw it clear across the floor. It hit the dirt ground with a hard thud. He turned around, flexing his muscles before the next attraction took center stage. He was a beautiful creature–lithe, powerful, and strong. The perfect cross of a human and a bird of prey.
Someday, I’ll be strong enough to tell them, no, I don’t care about degrees or money or fame. I’m not socially acceptable, and someday, that will be okay.
I wish I was stronger than everyone else. But that isn’t about power or greed. I just want to be able to make it through everything. But I guess looking back on things and events I am stronger than I think I am. I’ve been through things. That sounds so vague. Like I’m some lonely cowboy, with hay in my mouth trying to sound like a badass. But the cheesy is built somewhere in truth.
Cynthia
being strong is holding on and being tough. sometimes you don’t even have to be strong for yourself. being strong is more important when you’re being strong for someone else than when you’re being strong for yourself. sometimes being too strong can be dangerous. if you get to the point where you can’t even admit to yourself that you’re in trouble, you shouldn’t be so strong.
Colleen
The strong banana was walking down the road. It got jumped by a pack of hungry oranges. Orange you glad that wasn’t you?
Lucy
Being strong is something that makes me feel good. And that something is a physical strength that involves training and yoga. Especially yoga. Being strong of mind may be important because with a strong mind lots of things can happen.
As sure as I took the step I knew I was falling. It was slow. Steady. Paced with the rate of the pulse in y neck. The walker had slipped and it was evident that I was not strong enough on my own.
“Be fit. Be strong. Sing it proud in a song. Eat Farb Vitamins and live long. You’ll look great and belong.” Natalie calmly closed her laptop. “Yes, she said. That’s it.” She carefully unplugged the power chord from the computer’s base. “I’m done.” She moved over to the window, pushed it open, and inhaled the sweet spring air. She threw her laptop to fall twenty stories below. She smiled.
Izolda
me. my aunt. my sister. my family. everything I believe in. Everything I want to be. Nothing I seem to be able to grasp. sometimes i feel like it isn’t enough. sometimes I feel like it’s everything.
Sydney Huddy
I love my man because he is strong. He doesn’t always think he is a strong person, but he really is. He puts up with a lot of shit from a lot of people, even when he doesn’t need too. He also puts up with me, which can be difficult at time. He has a strong heart, a strong personality and a strong body. I love him.
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hillary
the love for his wife was strong , except when he was intoxicated, then he was scared, but abusive, alone but harsh , he never thought she was strong , until the day she left.
It gives power to anyone who has it. It is muscular power. If one is mentally strong, his will power is also strong and he will be determined in whatever he is doing. One should certainly have a strong mind and a strong body.
K.K. Parthiban
“as strong as you can be just do it I know you can.” the cancer was too much and she wasn’t holding on. twenty four and hold and holding forever. tombstones and those oak caskets what more is there to do. clammy hands and nurses who don’t give a damn.
Rose
is beautiful , power, strong is how you must be when you lose something important, when you cant fight anymore, someone will be strong for you, strong is love, is wonderful, magical , forever . never lose hope , because when you do , you become weak , you must always stay strong and have faith and trust in your own thoughts and opinions, you must always remember what strength really is
abbi
She is strong. She is a woman, a mother, a fighter of evil. She will conquer all, will beat all, and will not stop at anything, not even to slow for the forces of hell itself. No, she is strong. She does not know weakness. Or does she? Does she know her weakness, accept it, and that is why she is so strong? Maybe that is what strength is. Not power, but accepting weakness.
Kaitlyn Manley
I looked at him with disgust. Not disgust in him, but disgust in me. I was too independent, too strong, too self reliant to feel the way i did. Yet here i was feeling completely vulnerable to someone i knew wasn’t worth it.
He was strong and beautiful. You could see it all over him. Even the veins in his arms seemed to pulsate like they were carrying words – words for a lover. Something resembling “I love you.”
And more than that, it said “My strength is all for you.”
Eileen Kelly
He grabbed her and pulled her to his chest. The woman approached, her teeth baring, and when her hand extended, H’s eyes flashed and strong, invisible field stopped her in her tracks.
impenetrable
immortal
immovable
thus is the way of strength
true strength is elusive, so we replicate it with brawn
Strength is a made-up term. All words are made-up though. But that doesn’t mean strength even makes sense. It’s all a big act. “He’s so strong” well ANYONE can lift weights their whole life and be all huge and muscular. Even emotionally… it’s all senseless.
I am strong. I do what is needed. I do what is necessary. I will protect my family always and the ones that I love. To live, one must be strong. To be, one must be strong. I am strong enough to know that I must live and not to just exist.
i think of strongbad when i hear strong
i also think of a multitude of “armstrongs”
who was that guy with the bracelet and the tour de france? and then there’s colby armstrong, that is a bamf.
an ugly bamf, but whatever.
also i wanna think about the guy who landed on the moon? who’s that? i dont know what else to write.
“Be strong.” What does that mean? Is that when you manage to not fall to your knees and weep like a child? Is that when you keep your chin up and pretend that nothing happened? Aren’t they really telling you do is be delusional? One can’t BE strong in times such as this; to say that what he did was wrong would be a severe understatement.
Me. I thought.
my husabnd has strong arms which keep me safe and free from harm. He also has a strong mind which I love. He is the meaning of strength to me.
I am strong. my mom is also strong. my sisters are strong. strength is about not losing yourself in the shit. Not letting everything dilute your self worth. its holding on to yourself in the wind. It’s letting things go.
sedimentary stone save strata
standing staying
never swaying
severed lips sewn shut
ceasing screaming
ceasing screaming
strong cacophonous silence
strong sinking browns
strong flatlined smiles and frowns
someone who comes off as confident
someone who is comfortable in there own skin
someone who can take on the world
someone who should be very proud of themselves
A person that can take mental and physical abuse and still surpress the urge to get even
A person who can speak their mind in front of a ton of people.
Person standing in a crowd lifting weights.
I do not know what it means to be strong. my whole life I am told that I need to be a strong person, I am told who is a strong person and who is not. I don’t know where in that guide I fit in, but I am not sure what I can ever do. I need to be strong for myself and I will need it for my future. I don’t have to be yet, but I will need to be strong for other people, I just don’t know if I can be. it’s just one of those things, where, you are or you aren’t, or something. or maybe you just don’t know you have it.
Strong is what everyone wants to be. Except for sometimes. I’ve spent so much time in a world where women are supposed to be weak that whenever you’re around I am. I am weak. I am not strong. Strong is something that you don’t want to hide. Hiding is all I do.
Strength isn’t just about your muscles. Emotional strength, for me, is much more important. I need to get through these issues before I can do anything else. My inner strength has been failing me and I need to build that up before I can build up my outer strength.
I wish I could be as strong as other people portray me to be. I guess strength doesn’t come that easy. Or maybe it does and I just can’t see it. Whatever the case may be, I need to be strong for things to come. I know I’ll hurt. I know that I’ll also get over it. That’s strength. I just deal and hope things turn out okay.
Buck, the strong man walked by Spindly Chapman, the contortionist, behind the circus tent and laughed at his scrawny limbs. “You don’t need nothin’ to do that bendy stuff. It’s not like liftin’ weights. That takes real manhood.”
Spindly scowled at him. It had been months of obnoxious needling from this meat-head. “I bet you couldn’t do what I do, you vile sack of pus.” Buck replied, “Hah! I could do anything you do with one hand tied behind my back!”
Spindly laughed, “are you willing to bet 50 bucks on that?”
“Sure,” said Buck, “make it a hundred!”
Spindly found a rope and they got Gnomesly Hedgewig to hold the $200 of the contenders. “Ready?” Spindly asked as he tied Buck’s large, sinewy, muscular arm behind his back. “Absolutely!” Buck snickered.
Spindly stepped over to Buck’s assortment of barbells, lead weights, barrels full of water, and a small elephant in a pen. He looked at Buck and clapped his hands.
Strong. I feel strong just reading such a word. Even the way the t cuddles into the r makes me feel safe. The n is hugged by the curvy o and g, and I feel safe again. I feel like when I’m strong, I can do anything. Strong words, strong pain? bah. Strong my ass!
the thing you have to do when you have no other choice. you have to be strong, because sometimes you have no other option. strong.. hmm people may also say muscles haha. but strong to me is more of an emotional thing. its state of being in the mind.
Strong are the branches that hold me. I fly to him and rest there and then burrow into the opening he makes. There, I die and decompose and become one with him. I, the bird. He, the great oak. And I am reborn in the veins of his being whilst instead of leaves, his branches sprout feathers.
The strong man spit on his hands and rubbed them together. He didn’t know why he did this, he just did. For a while, he just shut his eyes and listened to the silent, expecting crowd holding their breath. Then, with one loud grunt, he lifted the boulder and as he did so, the largest, most nauseating fart erupted from the deepest caverns of his gut. There was silence. And then the crowd stood up and cheered and cheered. The strong man took a deep bow.
A big man. A person not afraid to speak their mind. A person who doesn’t care what people think about her/him. A person who can get up in front of a crowd and be silly.
The man in the center of the ring lifted the wooden pole high above his head. The crowd cheered as he threw it clear across the floor. It hit the dirt ground with a hard thud. He turned around, flexing his muscles before the next attraction took center stage. He was a beautiful creature–lithe, powerful, and strong. The perfect cross of a human and a bird of prey.
STRONG
Someday, I’ll be strong enough to tell them, no, I don’t care about degrees or money or fame. I’m not socially acceptable, and someday, that will be okay.
I wish I was stronger than everyone else. But that isn’t about power or greed. I just want to be able to make it through everything. But I guess looking back on things and events I am stronger than I think I am. I’ve been through things. That sounds so vague. Like I’m some lonely cowboy, with hay in my mouth trying to sound like a badass. But the cheesy is built somewhere in truth.
being strong is holding on and being tough. sometimes you don’t even have to be strong for yourself. being strong is more important when you’re being strong for someone else than when you’re being strong for yourself. sometimes being too strong can be dangerous. if you get to the point where you can’t even admit to yourself that you’re in trouble, you shouldn’t be so strong.
The strong banana was walking down the road. It got jumped by a pack of hungry oranges. Orange you glad that wasn’t you?
Being strong is something that makes me feel good. And that something is a physical strength that involves training and yoga. Especially yoga. Being strong of mind may be important because with a strong mind lots of things can happen.
As sure as I took the step I knew I was falling. It was slow. Steady. Paced with the rate of the pulse in y neck. The walker had slipped and it was evident that I was not strong enough on my own.
“Be fit. Be strong. Sing it proud in a song. Eat Farb Vitamins and live long. You’ll look great and belong.” Natalie calmly closed her laptop. “Yes, she said. That’s it.” She carefully unplugged the power chord from the computer’s base. “I’m done.” She moved over to the window, pushed it open, and inhaled the sweet spring air. She threw her laptop to fall twenty stories below. She smiled.
me. my aunt. my sister. my family. everything I believe in. Everything I want to be. Nothing I seem to be able to grasp. sometimes i feel like it isn’t enough. sometimes I feel like it’s everything.
I love my man because he is strong. He doesn’t always think he is a strong person, but he really is. He puts up with a lot of shit from a lot of people, even when he doesn’t need too. He also puts up with me, which can be difficult at time. He has a strong heart, a strong personality and a strong body. I love him.
skinny strong safe emotional nike food football wrestling not crying tough nails protected army big muscles heavy lifting weights gym class noodle arms weakling big
the love for his wife was strong , except when he was intoxicated, then he was scared, but abusive, alone but harsh , he never thought she was strong , until the day she left.
It gives power to anyone who has it. It is muscular power. If one is mentally strong, his will power is also strong and he will be determined in whatever he is doing. One should certainly have a strong mind and a strong body.
“as strong as you can be just do it I know you can.” the cancer was too much and she wasn’t holding on. twenty four and hold and holding forever. tombstones and those oak caskets what more is there to do. clammy hands and nurses who don’t give a damn.
is beautiful , power, strong is how you must be when you lose something important, when you cant fight anymore, someone will be strong for you, strong is love, is wonderful, magical , forever . never lose hope , because when you do , you become weak , you must always stay strong and have faith and trust in your own thoughts and opinions, you must always remember what strength really is
She is strong. She is a woman, a mother, a fighter of evil. She will conquer all, will beat all, and will not stop at anything, not even to slow for the forces of hell itself. No, she is strong. She does not know weakness. Or does she? Does she know her weakness, accept it, and that is why she is so strong? Maybe that is what strength is. Not power, but accepting weakness.
I looked at him with disgust. Not disgust in him, but disgust in me. I was too independent, too strong, too self reliant to feel the way i did. Yet here i was feeling completely vulnerable to someone i knew wasn’t worth it.
He was strong and beautiful. You could see it all over him. Even the veins in his arms seemed to pulsate like they were carrying words – words for a lover. Something resembling “I love you.”
And more than that, it said “My strength is all for you.”
He grabbed her and pulled her to his chest. The woman approached, her teeth baring, and when her hand extended, H’s eyes flashed and strong, invisible field stopped her in her tracks.