I waver on the simplest decisions and stand strong on the toughest. It is the way I always was. The questions that should have confused me or led me astray at some point, any point, are the ones which have always prompted me to hold my beliefs safe and firm. The easiest things, the choices people made in an instant on a day to day basis, take me hours. I was- am- self-assured enough to trust my heart when it counts, but too much of a coward to rely on what I want for life’s simplest pleasures.
His resolve wavered when he saw her clear blue eyes fill up with tears. But it was too late. The knife was in her side, his fingers curled around the handle. “I can’t let you fall back into their hands”, he said.
vacillate. to be ambivalent. to be unable to choose between one or the other. let your yes be yes, and your no, no. some people waver in their friendships, and go the easier route. some people waver between principle and theory. some people simply can’t make decisions. that was me. it’s hard to make a decision when you’re a people pleaser, but you have to learn to master your own choices.
jen
Stepping on to the platform, he clenched his fist. He grasped the microphone and held it up to his mouth, unsure of what to say. For 2 years he had waited. And now it was his moment. The first sound wavered, pierced the air and cracked. Then he built up the courage and said it steadfast.
Vai
This is an action you do when trying to be friendly. Someone who is this usually greets people and makes their day a little better. I like people who are these because they usually are happier than most.
Jenae
I looked up at the teacher and raised my hand. she smiled at me and came over.
“What wrong?” She asked bending over to my computer. I frowned, “I can’t get this Waver to work.” She looked at the computer and nodded, “You forgot to put this in.”
waver. at my school there is something called a waiver so you don’t have to take physical education classes but i think it is a totally different word. i really dont know what waver means so ill make my own definition. someone who lifes in the waves at the ocean all the time maybe a surfer or something. a waver i wish i could be one.
kelsey
I will not waver. That’s what I keep telling myself (over and over and over) and, I’m assuming, what others tell themselves, as well. I don’t know about them, but I just can’t seem to go with what I’m telling myself. Even though I of all people know what is best for myself. Ah well. Good luck to me, I guess…
he wavered as he sat down on his horse which had thrown him two days prior
Sandra
I don’t even know what a waver is. Therefore, I can’t think of a think to say about it. I’m probably gonna spend most of this minute trying to figure out what to say. This is all I came up with.
I have always waved to passing cars and trains, and not the wave of enthusiasm but sorrow. Why am I so sad to see them passing by slowly and deliberately not as if to taunt me but rather with their own regret, their own hesitation to let the moment between us slip away without an introduction or the softness of an implied kiss, just a wave.
nannan
Waver is something I don’t really think about. Waiver is the word I first thought of which is sweet. It’s a way out, through a gift. Waver seems like someone who waves. Which, in that case, good for them. You just gave me another 60 seconds. It’s like a waiver! Well I’m gonna be a waver and wave at you. Hello!
Alex
Wavering is for those who have no backbone. I never waver with anything. I’m a stone cold bitch and I’m damn proud of that fact.
Carmen
It t’was nights like this that she loved; when the wavering breeze made her room smell sea-like, and the full moon shone down perfectly through her window casting perfect silhouettes.
But this night — her night, was, and will always be incomplete without him by her side.
He honestly didn’t mean to hesitate, to let his words waver. But he didn’t know that timing would be his downfall and the reason why everything started going wrong. If he could turn back time, he’d answer that damned question quickly instead of letting assumptions hang there like an unwanted visitor.
bearkitten
Wenn die Wellen nach oben und nach unten gehen, dann gehe ich mit. Nicht dass ich mitgehen wollte. Sie ziehen mich. Ich lasse mich ziehen. Ich werde zur Welle. Ich gehe nah oben und nach unten. Und ich weiß nicht mehr, wer “ich” ist. Ich bin die Welle. Ich bin die Welt. Ich bin die Luft über mir und das Wasser unter mir. Ich bin der Fisch.
That is my problem. I constantly waver. I make a decision and it should be done, but it isn’t. I wonder if I chose the right option…I wonder if I should have taken another path.
Her leg buckled underneath her, her hand flying out to grab red velvet, her fingers slipping through it. Slipping further, hesitating before she reached out again, hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, and gone.
i will not waver from my ambitions or dreams to achieve what i consider most valuable in my life. an option not sustainable by logical means. i will find myself to be strong like a wall, like the great wall of Justin.
Justin Thurmond
i can’t decide, please help, just listen to the waver of my mind and the shake of my head, full of uncertainty.
I just want someone to understand how I feel, I’m waiting for someone to realize my decisions…
Sydneigh Berenda
Wavering between yes and no. Decisions, decisions. Growing up decisions were a production. A stress. A discussion that went on and on and on. Now I can’t seem to decide a darn thing.
the girl at the end of the hall
the waver was just standing there waving. everyday in the same corner just waving. no one knew who or what he was waving at but everyone knew that everyday he would be there.
Jordan
She was not able to stand. Only to fall.
In this useless moment of her life, For these five seconds;
She wasn’t able to stand.
The wavering had caught her. That is why she finally hit the ground.
you can’t do it all. you have no energy. no ability. can you survive. can you talk to that person. are you able to do what you have never done what you have done before. no creativity. no motivation. mother earth sucked your power out of your soul
lola
i needed a waver to get into some class in high school. now that i think of it , i dont konw hwy i put so much effort into skipping classes. gettting “so far ahead” didnt really get much much farther than anyone else… i just had to do more work. and it helped the eliticism in the public school honors system. oh well.
Taylor
Johnny became a waver at the age of 9 months. It happened just like it does with every child. He learned to wave bye-bye to the people around him. The problem was that he never stopped. At the age of 39 he was still waving at everyone around him.
I DO NOT KNOw what waver means, It seems like a person that creates waves but of course my thoughts does not work propperly so it is quite impossible for waver to be what i have just said.
i do not find the sense of writing these, it is non sense and i am hungry.
lorena
Do not waver about the uncertainties that lie before you. Because we cannot ever know about the ‘if’s’ of life. However, we can make the most of what the present, and of everything we do know. So let’s live to the fullest, and not waver over anything.
ricki
Never back down. Never sign without reading. Words and actions are what make up any reality…do not take those lightly. Your conviction is what makes you.
PJ
She wavered when he asked her for money. The whole of their relationship was tied up in her answer. Was he a con? Could she trust him? What was she going to say? Her income was fixed and now they want to take part of that. Help.
Becky
I wasn’t sure what I was doing. I had just walked into the shop because I had a feeling about the name. I was sure they knew I didn’t belong here. No one was looking at me, but I could tell they wanted to stare. I couldn’t leave yet though, it would draw even more attention to myself.
Caitriona
I just don’t feel like wavering right now. I mean I wouldn’t like to waver since I already don’t feel very well today? I mean i’m kind of depressed. I mean, you know…
Anaïs
he wavered as he told his side of the story known he was lying about everything to his friend
if i was a wave then i would waver and waver all the time
We will not falter, we will not waver, we will not fail. With the words of our president in the back of our minds we departed across the line in the sand heading to Kabul. Fear and patriotism gripped our hearts and gave us the strength to face whatever it is that lay ahead.
he wavered in front of the chip aisle, wondering which he should purchase. These were the obstacles which he faced these days. He had no real problems, just trivial issues which required no real thought. His life was pointless.
Reed
what is a waver? Really,sorry i know exactly what a waver is… i think. Honestly, i really think the idea of this website is VERY creative. It can help any writer with their writing abilities. I love it sooo much, anywho. Waver,
Allison
a sheet of paper telling you what to do or what you cant do. a barrier or a ticket to go somewhere or do something you just needed an excuse to do.information. a verb that makes you hesitate or second guess yourself…something you should never do…go with your gut and never waver.
lauren
Wavers are unnecessary things. They are inconvenient and white, similar to my guinea pig Charles, who requires feeding every week. So inconvenient.
i will not bend i will stand strong and win this fight that i have so often fought… it will not get the best of me, it will not make me forgo the things that i have worked so hard to achieve… and it breathes down my back and whispers in my ear, but i will not bend
You have to fucking sign this waver or we’ll kill you.
I waver on the simplest decisions and stand strong on the toughest. It is the way I always was. The questions that should have confused me or led me astray at some point, any point, are the ones which have always prompted me to hold my beliefs safe and firm. The easiest things, the choices people made in an instant on a day to day basis, take me hours. I was- am- self-assured enough to trust my heart when it counts, but too much of a coward to rely on what I want for life’s simplest pleasures.
His resolve wavered when he saw her clear blue eyes fill up with tears. But it was too late. The knife was in her side, his fingers curled around the handle. “I can’t let you fall back into their hands”, he said.
vacillate. to be ambivalent. to be unable to choose between one or the other. let your yes be yes, and your no, no. some people waver in their friendships, and go the easier route. some people waver between principle and theory. some people simply can’t make decisions. that was me. it’s hard to make a decision when you’re a people pleaser, but you have to learn to master your own choices.
Stepping on to the platform, he clenched his fist. He grasped the microphone and held it up to his mouth, unsure of what to say. For 2 years he had waited. And now it was his moment. The first sound wavered, pierced the air and cracked. Then he built up the courage and said it steadfast.
This is an action you do when trying to be friendly. Someone who is this usually greets people and makes their day a little better. I like people who are these because they usually are happier than most.
I looked up at the teacher and raised my hand. she smiled at me and came over.
“What wrong?” She asked bending over to my computer. I frowned, “I can’t get this Waver to work.” She looked at the computer and nodded, “You forgot to put this in.”
waver. at my school there is something called a waiver so you don’t have to take physical education classes but i think it is a totally different word. i really dont know what waver means so ill make my own definition. someone who lifes in the waves at the ocean all the time maybe a surfer or something. a waver i wish i could be one.
I will not waver. That’s what I keep telling myself (over and over and over) and, I’m assuming, what others tell themselves, as well. I don’t know about them, but I just can’t seem to go with what I’m telling myself. Even though I of all people know what is best for myself. Ah well. Good luck to me, I guess…
he wavered as he sat down on his horse which had thrown him two days prior
I don’t even know what a waver is. Therefore, I can’t think of a think to say about it. I’m probably gonna spend most of this minute trying to figure out what to say. This is all I came up with.
I have always waved to passing cars and trains, and not the wave of enthusiasm but sorrow. Why am I so sad to see them passing by slowly and deliberately not as if to taunt me but rather with their own regret, their own hesitation to let the moment between us slip away without an introduction or the softness of an implied kiss, just a wave.
Waver is something I don’t really think about. Waiver is the word I first thought of which is sweet. It’s a way out, through a gift. Waver seems like someone who waves. Which, in that case, good for them. You just gave me another 60 seconds. It’s like a waiver! Well I’m gonna be a waver and wave at you. Hello!
Wavering is for those who have no backbone. I never waver with anything. I’m a stone cold bitch and I’m damn proud of that fact.
It t’was nights like this that she loved; when the wavering breeze made her room smell sea-like, and the full moon shone down perfectly through her window casting perfect silhouettes.
But this night — her night, was, and will always be incomplete without him by her side.
He honestly didn’t mean to hesitate, to let his words waver. But he didn’t know that timing would be his downfall and the reason why everything started going wrong. If he could turn back time, he’d answer that damned question quickly instead of letting assumptions hang there like an unwanted visitor.
Wenn die Wellen nach oben und nach unten gehen, dann gehe ich mit. Nicht dass ich mitgehen wollte. Sie ziehen mich. Ich lasse mich ziehen. Ich werde zur Welle. Ich gehe nah oben und nach unten. Und ich weiß nicht mehr, wer “ich” ist. Ich bin die Welle. Ich bin die Welt. Ich bin die Luft über mir und das Wasser unter mir. Ich bin der Fisch.
That is my problem. I constantly waver. I make a decision and it should be done, but it isn’t. I wonder if I chose the right option…I wonder if I should have taken another path.
Her leg buckled underneath her, her hand flying out to grab red velvet, her fingers slipping through it. Slipping further, hesitating before she reached out again, hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, and gone.
i will not waver from my ambitions or dreams to achieve what i consider most valuable in my life. an option not sustainable by logical means. i will find myself to be strong like a wall, like the great wall of Justin.
i can’t decide, please help, just listen to the waver of my mind and the shake of my head, full of uncertainty.
I just want someone to understand how I feel, I’m waiting for someone to realize my decisions…
Wavering between yes and no. Decisions, decisions. Growing up decisions were a production. A stress. A discussion that went on and on and on. Now I can’t seem to decide a darn thing.
the waver was just standing there waving. everyday in the same corner just waving. no one knew who or what he was waving at but everyone knew that everyday he would be there.
She was not able to stand. Only to fall.
In this useless moment of her life, For these five seconds;
She wasn’t able to stand.
The wavering had caught her. That is why she finally hit the ground.
you can’t do it all. you have no energy. no ability. can you survive. can you talk to that person. are you able to do what you have never done what you have done before. no creativity. no motivation. mother earth sucked your power out of your soul
i needed a waver to get into some class in high school. now that i think of it , i dont konw hwy i put so much effort into skipping classes. gettting “so far ahead” didnt really get much much farther than anyone else… i just had to do more work. and it helped the eliticism in the public school honors system. oh well.
Johnny became a waver at the age of 9 months. It happened just like it does with every child. He learned to wave bye-bye to the people around him. The problem was that he never stopped. At the age of 39 he was still waving at everyone around him.
I DO NOT KNOw what waver means, It seems like a person that creates waves but of course my thoughts does not work propperly so it is quite impossible for waver to be what i have just said.
i do not find the sense of writing these, it is non sense and i am hungry.
Do not waver about the uncertainties that lie before you. Because we cannot ever know about the ‘if’s’ of life. However, we can make the most of what the present, and of everything we do know. So let’s live to the fullest, and not waver over anything.
Never back down. Never sign without reading. Words and actions are what make up any reality…do not take those lightly. Your conviction is what makes you.
She wavered when he asked her for money. The whole of their relationship was tied up in her answer. Was he a con? Could she trust him? What was she going to say? Her income was fixed and now they want to take part of that. Help.
I wasn’t sure what I was doing. I had just walked into the shop because I had a feeling about the name. I was sure they knew I didn’t belong here. No one was looking at me, but I could tell they wanted to stare. I couldn’t leave yet though, it would draw even more attention to myself.
I just don’t feel like wavering right now. I mean I wouldn’t like to waver since I already don’t feel very well today? I mean i’m kind of depressed. I mean, you know…
he wavered as he told his side of the story known he was lying about everything to his friend
if i was a wave then i would waver and waver all the time
We will not falter, we will not waver, we will not fail. With the words of our president in the back of our minds we departed across the line in the sand heading to Kabul. Fear and patriotism gripped our hearts and gave us the strength to face whatever it is that lay ahead.
he wavered in front of the chip aisle, wondering which he should purchase. These were the obstacles which he faced these days. He had no real problems, just trivial issues which required no real thought. His life was pointless.
what is a waver? Really,sorry i know exactly what a waver is… i think. Honestly, i really think the idea of this website is VERY creative. It can help any writer with their writing abilities. I love it sooo much, anywho. Waver,
a sheet of paper telling you what to do or what you cant do. a barrier or a ticket to go somewhere or do something you just needed an excuse to do.information. a verb that makes you hesitate or second guess yourself…something you should never do…go with your gut and never waver.
Wavers are unnecessary things. They are inconvenient and white, similar to my guinea pig Charles, who requires feeding every week. So inconvenient.
i will not bend i will stand strong and win this fight that i have so often fought… it will not get the best of me, it will not make me forgo the things that i have worked so hard to achieve… and it breathes down my back and whispers in my ear, but i will not bend