I would prefer it if the two of you would just mind your own business. This has nothing to do with you. Every single problem that our relationship has had, has been because of you two constantly interfering.
Prefer is another word for “rather than”. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write.
Choices!
What do you prefer? Option A, B or C?
It’s not always easy to remember one’s preferences!
Bluered
I generally prefer to sleep in a little if the weather is horrible. There’s something lovely about staying under the warm covers and not having to get out of bed. Of course, there are others who prefer to jump straight out of bed and face the day head on – regardless of the weather. But not me. I almost always show a preference for sleeping in. One day, maybe I’ll get up early one day.
Kate
Te mennyire szeretsz?
Egyszerű kérdés, mégis sokan nem tudják rá a helyes választ: mivel nem is létezik.
Rögtön valami fellengzős választ vágnak rá: mint az életemet, mint a hajnalt.
Prefer this, prefer that. There’s an implicit decision to be made here. One will come out victorious, while the other scorned. There are always better options, better paths to take, just as there are those who will never be the first choice.
I’d prefer tea over coffee. Coffee really jacks me up. If I have food with it I’m bouncing off the walls, and if I have no food with it, I get anxious and jittering and want to slow down but can’t. It’s like I’m stuck on a treadmill. I’d prefer to drink a tall mug of tea with an alluring book and tantalizing scone.
mr marshall
I’d prefer to tea to coffee. Coffee really jacks me up. If I have food with it I’m bouncing off the walls, and if I have no food with it, I get anxious and jittering and want to do a thousand pushups and run a mile all at the same time. I’d prefer to drink a tall mug of tea with an alluring book and tantalizing scone.
mr marshall
IS the act of wanting one thing rather than another. It does not mean that you do not like the other thing just that you want the chosen one more. It is a matter of relativity, and not an absolute. I prefer savoury food to sweet.
Sophie
The human priviledge. To pick and choose. Too many options. Too much stimuli. We no longer go on instinct. We decide based on what we SHOULD prefer.
kourtni
I prefer to be alone. No matter how many she said it, it still wasn’t true. But she hated being with other people too. She didn’t know what was worse. Lying to them or lying to herself. How do you tell the truth when the truth is you’d prefer to simply not be at all.
Danielle
I prefer to eat healthy food than to eat rubbish. This is because I feel so much better after I have eaten good food. My skin is clearer and my energy is higher. I find it so much easier to concentrate and I feel happier when I have eaten good food. When I eat bad food, I feel sluggish and lazy, that is why I prefer to eat well!
Jess
In the end, your preferences didn’t really matter– not because she ignored them, but because the end result was so blissfully wonderful that you couldn’t care whether there was cinnamon involved or not. Every bite of pie was like being home.
Silently you reached for another piece, offering your empty plate with a smile.
I prefer to be happy. being sad can teach you some pretty important lessons but i prefer to be at peace with myself. I also prefer fall over summer now which is weird. it shows ive changed quite a bit.
Sonja
I prefer reading books rather than going to the movies. Books are so much more entertaining and can entertain you for hours and hours! You can fall in love with characters and escape reality for days. It gives you something to do on the train, when you’re waiting in line or just bored at work!
Victoria
people usually dont prefer me. they prefer something or something else over me. im like the anchovie pizza, they prefer peperoni or cheese. im like the expresso, they prefer decaff. im the rainy day that they prefer the sunny day over. they prefer to sleep all night and be well rested, while im the sleepless nights full of self hate and overthinking
nickolai
I prefer her happy. I have seen, well heard, her anger and wrath. It doesn’t frighten me. It makes me want to be that shield between her and the world. Not that she can’t handle it. She is a hurricane that also can be the lightest whisper. I prefer to be the one who takes her away from the world and is her safe place. Her one true haven.
what is your preference? she asked. red or yellow?
i said orange
she said that simply can’t be done.
i said give me both
she said that simply can’t be done.
a preference is a choice
but you can always bend the rules if you present your own choices
lin
i wish that i knew
yes or know
which way
i have lost my taste
my preferences so to speak
i am numb
with a sharp pain
only in the chest
Eva
I’d prefer to be anywhere else. I’d prefer not to be here, in this job, feeling my introverted self screaming on the inside with every student who comes in to tell me why they are sick. I stopped caring. I’d prefer to work somewhere uninterrupted. I’d prefer my brain to be used.
Angela
I’d prefer to be allowed a little more time to think and mull over my ideas and choice of words. Thinking and talking helps sort out your ideas.
Now I can start to think about preferences. Preferences are based on values and what you hold dear.
She had a preference, a tendency to take things she preferred, things she assumed perhaps were hers. It was about ownership, about retaining control, but more than anything else, it was about having the courage to say ‘it’s mine’ and walk on without caring who was watching.
Martin Jorgensen
I would prefer it if such things didn’t exist. The petty titles bestowed upon you at birth––pathetic! I say we just get rid of them all. You can be who you want, and I’ll, I. Who’s going to let a jumble of words define who you are?
NT
“Why not?” my mum always replied with this sarcastic response, and when I replied with “I would prefer not to” it never went down well.
Maybe preference doesn’t really exist and we all simply have to obey without regard for our own desires…
Anna
Prefer is not always better. If we always did what we prefer, would we still reach our maximum potential? We grow the most when we are removed from favorable surroundings and a challenge is set forth.
Jeremy Cubano
I would prefer it if I didn’t care so much about everything. That way I wouldn’t have a brain that is so much of thoughts and a heart that seems to absorb every ounce of pain it encounters – even that of other people. I wish that I could learn to shut out things that cause me anxiety and that I could control that anxiety.
K
I want something more than you. Or is it a desire. Either way my brain and body tells me that this thing is better than something else. But that could change in 20 years, who knows? I certainly don’t.
Chiia
My life is so busy!
There are many fun activities but many ‘must do’ jobs.
All is good, but i prefer my fun activities!
Dave
BRICKS
It felt good to be with him again. Like comfort food.
Do you remember when we used to go down to the dam behind the dairy and throw bricks into the water to see who could make the loudest sound? That satisfying plonk. God, there must be half a house down there. She took another sip of her gin then cast him a playful grin. And do you remember what you used to do when we ran out of bricks?
Almost every human on the plant would prefer to have all of the answers. We would prefer it if people wouldn’t disappear out of our lives for no apparent reason. We would prefer knowing where life is going to take us instead of walking on some mystery road and keeping our fingers crossed that we get somewhere. We would prefer to find love in the way that two strangers do in the latest blockbuster film. There are lots of things that we would prefer, but unfortunately life is not neat, it is indeed messy and maybe instead we should prefer to keep the guessing game going and gain everything we can from the many many pieces of the life puzzle…
Theresa
SLEEVE
Its going well then. The bathroom just flooded because there is something terrifying blocking the toilet. My ten year old is downstairs burning toast and has just set off the smoker alarm. The dog just vomited on the floor. Not just a small vomit , a rampant phlegmy green and yellow pool which is now making its way down the stairs. I am due in court in exactly twelve minutes and I am pretty sure that Errol, my one year old has just smeared snot all over my sleeve.
I’d prefer not to be here. I’d prefer to be lying on a beach, a balmy breeze swaying the leaves of the palm trees, which I can see overhead as I lie on the warm sand.
Instead I’m here in the cold. The leaves falling quickly off the trees as a frigid wind passes by. At one time I thought it beautiful. Now I hate it.
Marni
Stanley would have preferred it if he had never seen Howard again, but of course it couldn’t work out that way. He caught a glimpse of him, dressed in that old blue suit that he hated, sipping a stiff martini, propped against the bar at Lorena and Xiu’s wedding reception. Stanley blinked slowly at first, then desired something to drink. But in order to get said drink, he had to slip into Howard’s periphery.
Belinda Roddie
Lets not make too many plans. Not think ahead. I’d prefer to just lie here with you and stroke your stomach. Its nice. If you like you can put some kisses on my face. Then when we have to we can get up, but lets just have breakfast, some coffee, and take a few gentle steps into the day. See what happens.
I like to be called brave. I like to be strong. I’m proud of it. But I’d prefer not having to be. I’d rather have the world be much brighter, and filled with much less heartache.
Shr
I would much rather prefer to not be doing my homework at this moment. but I do want to make great grades and transfer to ucla. that is important to me.
I would prefer it if the two of you would just mind your own business. This has nothing to do with you. Every single problem that our relationship has had, has been because of you two constantly interfering.
Prefer is another word for “rather than”. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write. I don’t know what else to write.
In time
he came
to prefer
you.
I prefer the sun. Especially today, when I see her smile and dance on my windows, I know I chose her. I have always preferred. The sun.
Slow inhale next to sharp. Subtle appreciation alongside loud exhalation. A shared preference, yet the expressions couldn’t be more different.
Choices!
What do you prefer? Option A, B or C?
It’s not always easy to remember one’s preferences!
I generally prefer to sleep in a little if the weather is horrible. There’s something lovely about staying under the warm covers and not having to get out of bed. Of course, there are others who prefer to jump straight out of bed and face the day head on – regardless of the weather. But not me. I almost always show a preference for sleeping in. One day, maybe I’ll get up early one day.
Te mennyire szeretsz?
Egyszerű kérdés, mégis sokan nem tudják rá a helyes választ: mivel nem is létezik.
Rögtön valami fellengzős választ vágnak rá: mint az életemet, mint a hajnalt.
Prefer this, prefer that. There’s an implicit decision to be made here. One will come out victorious, while the other scorned. There are always better options, better paths to take, just as there are those who will never be the first choice.
I’d prefer tea over coffee. Coffee really jacks me up. If I have food with it I’m bouncing off the walls, and if I have no food with it, I get anxious and jittering and want to slow down but can’t. It’s like I’m stuck on a treadmill. I’d prefer to drink a tall mug of tea with an alluring book and tantalizing scone.
I’d prefer to tea to coffee. Coffee really jacks me up. If I have food with it I’m bouncing off the walls, and if I have no food with it, I get anxious and jittering and want to do a thousand pushups and run a mile all at the same time. I’d prefer to drink a tall mug of tea with an alluring book and tantalizing scone.
IS the act of wanting one thing rather than another. It does not mean that you do not like the other thing just that you want the chosen one more. It is a matter of relativity, and not an absolute. I prefer savoury food to sweet.
The human priviledge. To pick and choose. Too many options. Too much stimuli. We no longer go on instinct. We decide based on what we SHOULD prefer.
I prefer to be alone. No matter how many she said it, it still wasn’t true. But she hated being with other people too. She didn’t know what was worse. Lying to them or lying to herself. How do you tell the truth when the truth is you’d prefer to simply not be at all.
I prefer to eat healthy food than to eat rubbish. This is because I feel so much better after I have eaten good food. My skin is clearer and my energy is higher. I find it so much easier to concentrate and I feel happier when I have eaten good food. When I eat bad food, I feel sluggish and lazy, that is why I prefer to eat well!
In the end, your preferences didn’t really matter– not because she ignored them, but because the end result was so blissfully wonderful that you couldn’t care whether there was cinnamon involved or not. Every bite of pie was like being home.
Silently you reached for another piece, offering your empty plate with a smile.
I prefer to be happy. being sad can teach you some pretty important lessons but i prefer to be at peace with myself. I also prefer fall over summer now which is weird. it shows ive changed quite a bit.
I prefer reading books rather than going to the movies. Books are so much more entertaining and can entertain you for hours and hours! You can fall in love with characters and escape reality for days. It gives you something to do on the train, when you’re waiting in line or just bored at work!
people usually dont prefer me. they prefer something or something else over me. im like the anchovie pizza, they prefer peperoni or cheese. im like the expresso, they prefer decaff. im the rainy day that they prefer the sunny day over. they prefer to sleep all night and be well rested, while im the sleepless nights full of self hate and overthinking
I prefer her happy. I have seen, well heard, her anger and wrath. It doesn’t frighten me. It makes me want to be that shield between her and the world. Not that she can’t handle it. She is a hurricane that also can be the lightest whisper. I prefer to be the one who takes her away from the world and is her safe place. Her one true haven.
what is your preference? she asked. red or yellow?
i said orange
she said that simply can’t be done.
i said give me both
she said that simply can’t be done.
a preference is a choice
but you can always bend the rules if you present your own choices
i wish that i knew
yes or know
which way
i have lost my taste
my preferences so to speak
i am numb
with a sharp pain
only in the chest
I’d prefer to be anywhere else. I’d prefer not to be here, in this job, feeling my introverted self screaming on the inside with every student who comes in to tell me why they are sick. I stopped caring. I’d prefer to work somewhere uninterrupted. I’d prefer my brain to be used.
I’d prefer to be allowed a little more time to think and mull over my ideas and choice of words. Thinking and talking helps sort out your ideas.
Now I can start to think about preferences. Preferences are based on values and what you hold dear.
1prefer=perceiving responses evaluating findings encompassing reality
She had a preference, a tendency to take things she preferred, things she assumed perhaps were hers. It was about ownership, about retaining control, but more than anything else, it was about having the courage to say ‘it’s mine’ and walk on without caring who was watching.
I would prefer it if such things didn’t exist. The petty titles bestowed upon you at birth––pathetic! I say we just get rid of them all. You can be who you want, and I’ll, I. Who’s going to let a jumble of words define who you are?
“Why not?” my mum always replied with this sarcastic response, and when I replied with “I would prefer not to” it never went down well.
Maybe preference doesn’t really exist and we all simply have to obey without regard for our own desires…
Prefer is not always better. If we always did what we prefer, would we still reach our maximum potential? We grow the most when we are removed from favorable surroundings and a challenge is set forth.
I would prefer it if I didn’t care so much about everything. That way I wouldn’t have a brain that is so much of thoughts and a heart that seems to absorb every ounce of pain it encounters – even that of other people. I wish that I could learn to shut out things that cause me anxiety and that I could control that anxiety.
I want something more than you. Or is it a desire. Either way my brain and body tells me that this thing is better than something else. But that could change in 20 years, who knows? I certainly don’t.
My life is so busy!
There are many fun activities but many ‘must do’ jobs.
All is good, but i prefer my fun activities!
BRICKS
It felt good to be with him again. Like comfort food.
Do you remember when we used to go down to the dam behind the dairy and throw bricks into the water to see who could make the loudest sound? That satisfying plonk. God, there must be half a house down there. She took another sip of her gin then cast him a playful grin. And do you remember what you used to do when we ran out of bricks?
Remember? Its all I ever think about.
Almost every human on the plant would prefer to have all of the answers. We would prefer it if people wouldn’t disappear out of our lives for no apparent reason. We would prefer knowing where life is going to take us instead of walking on some mystery road and keeping our fingers crossed that we get somewhere. We would prefer to find love in the way that two strangers do in the latest blockbuster film. There are lots of things that we would prefer, but unfortunately life is not neat, it is indeed messy and maybe instead we should prefer to keep the guessing game going and gain everything we can from the many many pieces of the life puzzle…
SLEEVE
Its going well then. The bathroom just flooded because there is something terrifying blocking the toilet. My ten year old is downstairs burning toast and has just set off the smoker alarm. The dog just vomited on the floor. Not just a small vomit , a rampant phlegmy green and yellow pool which is now making its way down the stairs. I am due in court in exactly twelve minutes and I am pretty sure that Errol, my one year old has just smeared snot all over my sleeve.
I’d prefer not to be here. I’d prefer to be lying on a beach, a balmy breeze swaying the leaves of the palm trees, which I can see overhead as I lie on the warm sand.
Instead I’m here in the cold. The leaves falling quickly off the trees as a frigid wind passes by. At one time I thought it beautiful. Now I hate it.
Stanley would have preferred it if he had never seen Howard again, but of course it couldn’t work out that way. He caught a glimpse of him, dressed in that old blue suit that he hated, sipping a stiff martini, propped against the bar at Lorena and Xiu’s wedding reception. Stanley blinked slowly at first, then desired something to drink. But in order to get said drink, he had to slip into Howard’s periphery.
Lets not make too many plans. Not think ahead. I’d prefer to just lie here with you and stroke your stomach. Its nice. If you like you can put some kisses on my face. Then when we have to we can get up, but lets just have breakfast, some coffee, and take a few gentle steps into the day. See what happens.
I like to be called brave. I like to be strong. I’m proud of it. But I’d prefer not having to be. I’d rather have the world be much brighter, and filled with much less heartache.
I would much rather prefer to not be doing my homework at this moment. but I do want to make great grades and transfer to ucla. that is important to me.