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Across my street
I never knew he existed until that night
After which I became so self conscious of my bedroom light
Does he think about me too?
Wonder the things we can do
I don’t want to get to know him better
Because if I will my perception of you will shatter
By maria URL on 11.30.2012
Look at him, staring at himself in the frozen-over pond. If he got any colder he could stare at a ripe tomato- like the ones in the garden during that summer that seems so far away.
By Cori URL on 11.30.2012
all he ever thought about was
By Violetsirena URL on 11.30.2012
He is a masterpiece, simply himself alone. He haunts my mind, and my soul. If only he saw in himself what I could see, he would be happy. I wish I could reverse time and tell him all I should have said
By untamedimagination URL on 11.30.2012
“He was just being himself.”
“If being himself is being equivalent to the spawn of Satan, then I am not interested in spending three hours with him while they’re at a movie.”
“Become, Joey. Don’t be a ham.”
“I’ll be more than a ham if I have to babysit the demon!”
“Dude.” He punches me in the shoulder. “Pipe down. What would they say if they overheard you?”
They are indeed standing over there, waiting for my decision.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 11.30.2012
He looked at himself at the mirror : navy tuxedo, a cream tie. He thought about her, in some long gown that would accentuate her features, her beauty. He thought, of how they will dancwunder the moonlight and talk about sweet nothings.
By Clairako URL on 11.30.2012
Alone by a fire, under the third full moon, he was only now learning what it was that was haunting him. There wasn’t much left, there wasn’t much of anything, only an abundance of mystery. Even he himself, knew nothing of what was to come in the night from a single falling star.
By Samara Edwards URL on 11.30.2012
her life him he she we
he thought he could
By natalie pagan on 11.30.2012
He raps to hear himself. He spits rhymes to say his thoughts. He voices everything he sees and thinks. Can’t you believe with a flick of his tongue he controls the room. All of them wanna see what he can do. They think he raps for them, but he raps for himself.
By Emily Ramser URL on 11.30.2012
Time to wake up to myself. He will just carry on being himself and that doesn’t even include a memory of me. Unless I am standing right in front of him he wouldn’t think of me, and even then I am less irritation to him than a misquito, that at least he will make an effort to that brush off. I feel he is just polite to save trouble before he moves on.
By Meredyth URL on 11.30.2012
So he sits on the corner of his bed and asks himself what he is doing, where he wants to go, and most importantly of all, who he actually is. And he isn’t at all surprised when he can’t find and answer in himself for a single question.
By WearyWater URL on 11.30.2012
He was completely alone, with nobody but himself. Alone, but in the best possible way. He sat there, by the river, collecting his thoughts. Completely at peace with himself and the world.
By saachosaurus URL on 11.30.2012
He thought of himself as a kind of honest, diligent man. Someone who always wanted to do the right thing and make people happy. So when he decided to be a counselor and study abroad in England, it didn’t surprise anyone.
By Sydney on 11.30.2012
He had an idea. He, Himself, and I, would begin a new concept. Something so marvellous no one had ever thought of before. It would be new and exiting!
By littleredowl URL on 11.30.2012
He needs to get over himself. He thinks that he is just too fabulous for words. He doesn’t realize that most people disdain his approach to living so selfishly. He would be amazed to know that while he thinks the world of himself, but
his erstwhile friends think he is a jerk.
By Carol Bailey Floyd URL on 11.30.2012
He thinks he knows himself. But does he really? What does he think all day….but of himself. Even when he thinks he’s thinking of others, it always comes back to him. Selfish? No. Just human. So no need to judge him for what he does or for what he is.
By Jackie URL on 11.30.2012
Himself. That’s what he only thinks of. Himself. He’s just so selfish! I don’t see why he can’t just listen! But he only thinks of one thing – himself.
By Moustache on 11.30.2012
he thought to himself, hey, why dont I put on this hat? i bet it would look really great on me. usher got ht evoice that make yo booty go. turn it back hey! turn it back Hey! and cut.fd
By eugenia on 11.30.2012
By mertapada on 11.30.2012
He was never himself. He was always acting like someone else. He didn’t like himself, so he wasn’t. If i were him I’d want to be myself. But he doesnt like himself. He wants to be someone otherthan himself. But, I never know why. The things he does are different, and strange. It is like he is living in someone elses body. With jerky motions. Sometimes he doesnt know what he even really looks like anymore. His hair is now bright red and he doenst look like himself. He needs to be himself again, He pulls her along, She is always by his side. She is someone else now too, not herself. She want to be like him. But who is he now. I dont think she even knows.
By Aubrey on 11.30.2012
ego lonely alone personality rude brave him boy man male
By julki on 11.30.2012
He, Himself is a beautiful person he has brown thick hair i can run my hands through. His kisses are soft and meaning full every time. when he holds me in his arms he keeps me safe.
By Addie on 11.30.2012
I think he values only himself. There is no real reason he would call or text me back after so long. I don’t know what he means by “You have won.” Won what. Nightmares. Heartbreak. An unstable mentality? Well thanks. But I don’t want that kind of trophy, especially from him.
By Mary Hosler URL on 11.30.2012
He whispered to himself everything
He didn’t dare to say to her
Like, “You’re beautiful, you’re perfect.
I promise to never let you go.”
He whispered to himself everything
She desperately needed to hear
Like, “I love you, I need you.
I want you more than anything.
He whispered to himself everything
That she wished he would say, but didn’t.
And with that, she slowly moved on
And he stayed waiting for her to come around
Because of what he kept to himself.
By E URL on 11.30.2012
I always seem to find the guy who lives his life for himself, and himself only.
By marylou wynegar URL on 11.30.2012
Alone, that’s all I am. That’s all I’d like to be.
By Kenny on 11.30.2012
The one and only time he liked himself was when he was soaring above everyone else. Literally. He could see thousands of people and feel separated enough from the human race to realize that his faults were not bad things, but the rest of the society had made it seem that way.
By Amelia Millar on 11.30.2012
He was himself only when he was with her. She brought out the best in him and made him who he was. For that reason, when she left, he was hopelessly empty. He had no feelings, no nothing, and without her he couldn’t go on. At least not as himself, but maybe as someone new.
By Abby on 11.30.2012
he is a bird within a tree flying with place in time and maple leaves are falling out of his surgically-removed tonsils from four years ago, such a big deal. Balls of steel are moving forward, but he is in a tree, and he is okay. He will let go when the time comes, and no sooner.
By Emma on 11.30.2012
He looked in the mirror, and the reflection of himself was so shocking, so revolting, that he felt sick. A black eye, a broken nose, and a damaged spirit. How could someone beat him up for his beliefs? He did nothing but express his opinion that gay people should get married.. Why did he deserve to be punched?
By Maya Celeste on 11.30.2012
he talks to himself all the time. he talks to me all the time. the content is totally different. he knows himself, what’s happening where it really counts. he tells me only what’s happening where it doesn’t count so much. i’m glad he knows himself, i just wish he would be less scared about sharing it with me, too. it’s a safe place.
By mrs. f URL on 11.30.2012
He never saw himself the way that others did. He imagined himself a much more positive and upbeat person than he ever allowed others to see. The never ending chatter of others was destructive enough to ruin his longing to show others his true self.
By Amelia URL on 11.30.2012
He thinks to himself.
It is the being, it is the absence of thought, it is the presence of thought.
It is everything that he knows and will ever come to experience.
It is all through himself, and that is all he will ever see.
By Ally on 11.30.2012
By young on 11.30.2012
himself. Thatfs all he ever really thought about. How he would better his position, how he would get himself a woman. He never did care about anyone else, and thats why he a made a pact. A pact with the only other person who would listen to him. A demon named Armali. Armali granted him all that his heart heart desired; a woman that loved him, wealth, and a grand estate. At the low price of just his soul.
By JD Homan on 11.30.2012
A new low. I thought of the boy who had to raise himself, had to love himself, had to deal all by himself because mommy left. And he didn’t know what mommy knew, just that it was just him. and when she came back, there were walls. there were doors slightly ajar, but she just didn’t have the strength to push them open. and when they closed, she only blamed herself. but it was never about her. always about him.
By Trey URL on 11.30.2012
Sucha jerk. That’s all he ever is.
By Juhh URL on 11.30.2012
By mariana on 11.30.2012
He was tall and handsome. And he knew it. He was so infatuated with himself, he spent over an hour daily primping his already nice clothes to meet his high standards and match his handsomeness.
By Kelly on 11.30.2012
Its a person, someone whos talking to and about there own person. Himself is description of someone in the 3rd person talking about a male subject. For example, He, by himself robbed more than one bank on one occaa
By Terence Accapella on 11.30.2012
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