all people have temper…
it depends on how people control it.
people who get angry so easily it means she/he can’t control her/his temper.
so be careful of it :)
be patient
With time, victory slips from my tight grip.
My throat seeks to quench an internal thirst.
Losing, and gaining force.
Psychopathic tendencies bloom with ease.
Three seconds before the curtain goes up.
The show starts before schedule.
Temper and emotions are our key into how we live our lives. How else do you communicate a point of view; demand that you ‘please stop smoking bongs in the shower, darling’; or show off some wonderful new sneakers to your admirers without once-in-awhile letting loose, screaming profanities at no one and everyone. Society demands a cool head, but relationships require people to get angry every now and then.
I just got really mad. My dad has a temper. I know how to set it off. I used to be afraid of it but I’ve learned to stand my own and not take shit from any one. I am a strong individual who doesn’t need to rely on others to get things done. One day I will make something of myself. My parents will be proud.
Ali
1, 2, 3, 4, 5……breathe in, breathe out. No matter what technique is attempted, it doesn’t always work. I loose it. I yell, throw things, slam doors and scream. I know it’s my own fault, but how do I fix it? I feel like a failure when all control is lost. I feel like I’ll never get better; like it’s an illness. I hate myself.
Kari Norene
I dont have much of a temper, though there are quite a few things that can cause me to have a temper. It really gets to me if someone picks on my dog. It doesnt matter if they are being mean to her physically or bad mouthing her.
Melanie
how I feel about something, how I react to it. I can control it if not doing so affects something negatively. I hope I don’t control my temper too much as to not express the truth.
Bernadette
yesterday i completely lost my temper. I didn’t even feel it coming on, but one person spoke and my temper fire up and left me baffled. I felt a little bad afterwards because I knew it was silly and really irrational nonsense.
Jess Ward
some people just have terrible tempers. it makes you wonder whether it is better to just let everything out in that instance of temper, or whether bottling it up is the way to go about it. What benefits does it reap to hold in one’s temper? Since when has it become inappropriate to be temperamental?
ekta
And there it was. Her ugly temper, gnarling her face into an angry knot. She fired hideous words, each deliberately designed to make him sting, and open fresh wounds. She said she’d sleep on the sofa, that he made her sick, she didn’t love him any more. And there they were. The tears. Because it was too late, she couldn’t take it back. And not a single word was true.
I told myself this wouldn’t happen i am a good man a gentleman i don’t get mad you wouldn’t like to see me when i’m mad but i never get mad i’m a nice guy
no, I’m mad.
Liam McShane
people have a bad temper at times and sometimes its justt hard for them to understand what im thinking you know its hard when people have a bad temper it hurts to see other people hurting like with a bad break up and everyones live fading away when the only thing you want in life is to be happy to have everyone get along and noone be mad at anything in this world we only live once and sometimes once isnt enough for some people.
courtney
temper, what does temper even mean? it can be quite a few things… an explosive attitude, or to refine something. it’s a strange duality that the word temper has when you think about it. and the two don’t logically or even philosophically correlate.
Leslie
Its hot. Full of passion. And sometimes a complete nuisance when your in love. Having a temper is a good thing.
Tiger
My temper runs along with the cool breeze in the morning
I shake and turn and look for my temper
Cc
“Oooh, temper temper!” jeered the girl. She snarled, her perfect red lips curling upwards.”I’d stay away from us if I were you,” she spat. “Come on ladies, we needen’t hang out with this piece of muck.” And with that te two heavy girls who had been holding me back by my arms, threw me to the floor and stalked off. I let the tears fall.
Antonia
Control your temper…
The person who can control his emotion can move mountains compared to one who can use it to topple one city.
My boyfriend is stressing me out, I think my temper is acting up.
“Don’t think, just write.
Think, just write.
Think just write.
Thinkjustwrite”.
..So I wrote.
Jordan
Father’s forehead vein popped out when he got angry
His body contorted into a volcanic mass
He gave me his short temper
He gave me holes in my heart
I gave him my fist through his bedroom wall
annie
desire, admiration. i wish i had a good temper. his temper makes him attractive. can’t be tamed. your temper speaks many words.
daniela
Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance. You can watch the heat of the thermometer slowly rise, but will you do anything about it? It can make such a difference in very little time and what can you do? Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance.
His temper is a raging volcanic eruption. It has the power to desensitize me with its sheer force. Lucky we love each other. When the anger subsides, we’re always sitting together watching the molten rock cool forming pools similar to those of candle wax on a ceramic plate. Sometimes, even fire souls need a little bit of water to mediate themselves.
My temper is so bad, I can’t control it. When I am embarrassed I get annoyed with myself and forget about others around me who don’t know I am only annoyed with myself and think I am not happy with them instead. I don’t notice. I am so touchy feely it’s ridiculous.
Whitely
At times we are weak, together we fuss.
In the end, we love n forget with a shrug.
Happiness from within is no sight of temper.
Ryan
Take it out on everyone and everything. Punch the air. Breathe it in. Know that nothing you do will calm your temper. You are stuck. You will never be able to leave this world for the serene lake that you can see in the distance.
red see red, temper boiling a pot of water, a huge bulbous red face, loud noise, slow burn and pop, like a kettle! pop pop pop
Charlotte Panton
its what happens hne he comes home form work and the paper isnt on the counter anymore so he slams the his hand on it like a slap in the face and shouts the kids name. as if the kid thinks he can just move shit around. useless moroni cfuck. his mother used to say he was such a good boy. floozy as wel. porbaly wasnt even his so he found the kid playing with toy cars in his room and slapped his face until his cheeks were red and wet from tears.
ln
i have a short one, i think it gets the most of people. no matter who you are eventually an inner part of your subconscious or repressed anger or angst may flare up. it comes in all types, teenage rebellions, testosterone fights, stealing toys on the playground, or even fighting with your spouse. loss of control with tempers may show ones true colors.
paige day
temper is like the little fuse you have in your head and itll only explode if you light it. anythings your choice. aaah!! D: boooom………..
adelynn
Temper rising as he just stares at my fuming face. His silence is what I fear. We throw dishes, we slam doors, we don’t let the neighborhood get any sleep it seems every night. If our silence comes, the anger fades. We stand like this in our silent kitchen, with not even the dog barking anymore. Shattered plates and bowls scattered around the room under cabinet doors only now hanging on a single hinge. We shed no tears, just watch in silence as layers of our cracked skin peel off. Taking a step forward at the same moment we kiss softly each others lips for the last time. Then I going out the back and he the front, we part ways into the night. Leaving our shattered home and hopes in the past.
That rage that was surpassed any emotions within the human horizons. The feeling of betrayal, the influx of temper, the epitome of agony. How could one forgive? How could a victim find solace and sympathy towards a traitor who caused too much damage.
It was her last straw. Her temper had run out. She was only a few words away from pulling the trigger. That’s when he came up behind her, and suddenly, everything was forgotten.
Everyone I work with has a temper. My mother is so easily angered. I’m never angry, only frustrated or saddened by the things that happen to or around me. A temper is something I don’t understand but its kind of lovely. It makes up part of the characters of the people I love. And I’m okay with that.
katie
anger hurt other people rage hot headed off the handle can’t take back what i said little things turn into huge problems extreme
Shelby Bazydlo
The hot steel was struck time and time again by the smith’s skilled hands. As the sparks flew and whizzed through the air, a tapestry of dancing fire drew the attention of a young man. A young man who yearned to hold a blade, but feared the dawn of war.
Slow Loris 0.0
Her temper flared, clearing her mind. The haze that had clouding her thoughts was gone, leaving a cool desciviness the only thing in her head. Anger welled up in her heart, but she let herself calm, keeping her emotions in check. Love desire, anger, everything was colliding but she shut out the mayhem.
Tiny temper tantrum, colossal feeling – all in my head. I’m calm on the outside. You’re an idiot.
all people have temper…
it depends on how people control it.
people who get angry so easily it means she/he can’t control her/his temper.
so be careful of it :)
be patient
temper got traps like bane batman oldschoolsuper heroes
whats lame
adapt to a fast life
The echoes were deafening. He finally exhaled as smoke twisted in lazy spirals out of the barrel.
“Never again,” he said.
A corpse in the 48th street drainage ditch proves he might be a desperate man with a short temper and a gun… but not a liar.
With time, victory slips from my tight grip.
My throat seeks to quench an internal thirst.
Losing, and gaining force.
Psychopathic tendencies bloom with ease.
Three seconds before the curtain goes up.
The show starts before schedule.
Temper and emotions are our key into how we live our lives. How else do you communicate a point of view; demand that you ‘please stop smoking bongs in the shower, darling’; or show off some wonderful new sneakers to your admirers without once-in-awhile letting loose, screaming profanities at no one and everyone. Society demands a cool head, but relationships require people to get angry every now and then.
I just got really mad. My dad has a temper. I know how to set it off. I used to be afraid of it but I’ve learned to stand my own and not take shit from any one. I am a strong individual who doesn’t need to rely on others to get things done. One day I will make something of myself. My parents will be proud.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5……breathe in, breathe out. No matter what technique is attempted, it doesn’t always work. I loose it. I yell, throw things, slam doors and scream. I know it’s my own fault, but how do I fix it? I feel like a failure when all control is lost. I feel like I’ll never get better; like it’s an illness. I hate myself.
I dont have much of a temper, though there are quite a few things that can cause me to have a temper. It really gets to me if someone picks on my dog. It doesnt matter if they are being mean to her physically or bad mouthing her.
how I feel about something, how I react to it. I can control it if not doing so affects something negatively. I hope I don’t control my temper too much as to not express the truth.
yesterday i completely lost my temper. I didn’t even feel it coming on, but one person spoke and my temper fire up and left me baffled. I felt a little bad afterwards because I knew it was silly and really irrational nonsense.
some people just have terrible tempers. it makes you wonder whether it is better to just let everything out in that instance of temper, or whether bottling it up is the way to go about it. What benefits does it reap to hold in one’s temper? Since when has it become inappropriate to be temperamental?
And there it was. Her ugly temper, gnarling her face into an angry knot. She fired hideous words, each deliberately designed to make him sting, and open fresh wounds. She said she’d sleep on the sofa, that he made her sick, she didn’t love him any more. And there they were. The tears. Because it was too late, she couldn’t take it back. And not a single word was true.
Hands shake.
I tremble and spit, but no spit comes out,
my mouth is dry.
I told myself this wouldn’t happen i am a good man a gentleman i don’t get mad you wouldn’t like to see me when i’m mad but i never get mad i’m a nice guy
no, I’m mad.
people have a bad temper at times and sometimes its justt hard for them to understand what im thinking you know its hard when people have a bad temper it hurts to see other people hurting like with a bad break up and everyones live fading away when the only thing you want in life is to be happy to have everyone get along and noone be mad at anything in this world we only live once and sometimes once isnt enough for some people.
temper, what does temper even mean? it can be quite a few things… an explosive attitude, or to refine something. it’s a strange duality that the word temper has when you think about it. and the two don’t logically or even philosophically correlate.
Its hot. Full of passion. And sometimes a complete nuisance when your in love. Having a temper is a good thing.
My temper runs along with the cool breeze in the morning
I shake and turn and look for my temper
“Oooh, temper temper!” jeered the girl. She snarled, her perfect red lips curling upwards.”I’d stay away from us if I were you,” she spat. “Come on ladies, we needen’t hang out with this piece of muck.” And with that te two heavy girls who had been holding me back by my arms, threw me to the floor and stalked off. I let the tears fall.
Control your temper…
The person who can control his emotion can move mountains compared to one who can use it to topple one city.
My boyfriend is stressing me out, I think my temper is acting up.
“Don’t think, just write.
Think, just write.
Think just write.
Thinkjustwrite”.
..So I wrote.
Father’s forehead vein popped out when he got angry
His body contorted into a volcanic mass
He gave me his short temper
He gave me holes in my heart
I gave him my fist through his bedroom wall
desire, admiration. i wish i had a good temper. his temper makes him attractive. can’t be tamed. your temper speaks many words.
Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance. You can watch the heat of the thermometer slowly rise, but will you do anything about it? It can make such a difference in very little time and what can you do? Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance.
His temper is a raging volcanic eruption. It has the power to desensitize me with its sheer force. Lucky we love each other. When the anger subsides, we’re always sitting together watching the molten rock cool forming pools similar to those of candle wax on a ceramic plate. Sometimes, even fire souls need a little bit of water to mediate themselves.
Temper- anger- hatred and passion and fire. Temperance. Control and peace- virtue, sin. Rage. My thoughts are pretty random, ne? Rage.
My temper is so bad, I can’t control it. When I am embarrassed I get annoyed with myself and forget about others around me who don’t know I am only annoyed with myself and think I am not happy with them instead. I don’t notice. I am so touchy feely it’s ridiculous.
At times we are weak, together we fuss.
In the end, we love n forget with a shrug.
Happiness from within is no sight of temper.
Take it out on everyone and everything. Punch the air. Breathe it in. Know that nothing you do will calm your temper. You are stuck. You will never be able to leave this world for the serene lake that you can see in the distance.
red see red, temper boiling a pot of water, a huge bulbous red face, loud noise, slow burn and pop, like a kettle! pop pop pop
its what happens hne he comes home form work and the paper isnt on the counter anymore so he slams the his hand on it like a slap in the face and shouts the kids name. as if the kid thinks he can just move shit around. useless moroni cfuck. his mother used to say he was such a good boy. floozy as wel. porbaly wasnt even his so he found the kid playing with toy cars in his room and slapped his face until his cheeks were red and wet from tears.
i have a short one, i think it gets the most of people. no matter who you are eventually an inner part of your subconscious or repressed anger or angst may flare up. it comes in all types, teenage rebellions, testosterone fights, stealing toys on the playground, or even fighting with your spouse. loss of control with tempers may show ones true colors.
temper is like the little fuse you have in your head and itll only explode if you light it. anythings your choice. aaah!! D: boooom………..
Temper rising as he just stares at my fuming face. His silence is what I fear. We throw dishes, we slam doors, we don’t let the neighborhood get any sleep it seems every night. If our silence comes, the anger fades. We stand like this in our silent kitchen, with not even the dog barking anymore. Shattered plates and bowls scattered around the room under cabinet doors only now hanging on a single hinge. We shed no tears, just watch in silence as layers of our cracked skin peel off. Taking a step forward at the same moment we kiss softly each others lips for the last time. Then I going out the back and he the front, we part ways into the night. Leaving our shattered home and hopes in the past.
That rage that was surpassed any emotions within the human horizons. The feeling of betrayal, the influx of temper, the epitome of agony. How could one forgive? How could a victim find solace and sympathy towards a traitor who caused too much damage.
It was her last straw. Her temper had run out. She was only a few words away from pulling the trigger. That’s when he came up behind her, and suddenly, everything was forgotten.
Everyone I work with has a temper. My mother is so easily angered. I’m never angry, only frustrated or saddened by the things that happen to or around me. A temper is something I don’t understand but its kind of lovely. It makes up part of the characters of the people I love. And I’m okay with that.
anger hurt other people rage hot headed off the handle can’t take back what i said little things turn into huge problems extreme
The hot steel was struck time and time again by the smith’s skilled hands. As the sparks flew and whizzed through the air, a tapestry of dancing fire drew the attention of a young man. A young man who yearned to hold a blade, but feared the dawn of war.
Her temper flared, clearing her mind. The haze that had clouding her thoughts was gone, leaving a cool desciviness the only thing in her head. Anger welled up in her heart, but she let herself calm, keeping her emotions in check. Love desire, anger, everything was colliding but she shut out the mayhem.