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Somebody? I don’t need anybody. I’m fine on my own. I can’t see why everyone can’t just get that. I’m totally fine. I can have takeaways for the rest of my life watching Homeland every Sunday night. That’s what makes me happy. I don’t need somebody for that.
By Billy URL on 11.12.2012
i wish I were somebody. I am, but I am not. I don’t know what i am. I don’t know what is. I want somebody. Won’t you be my body? Everybody needs somebody. Body. My body. An item. An effect, a cause. Lovers. Words that bounce and play and pool around one another, words with actual meaning and not these fake bodies that flail and flip throughout our pools. This is never enough, the body becomes tired and old, gruesome, bearing death, death is our horizon. The body will be buried, all our thoughts will be buried.
By fichtion URL on 11.12.2012
Somebody loves me. He’s out there. I’m waiting for him. And that somebody better be single, straight, funny, and have his own teeth! Bald is fine, a slight belly is fine, younger (!) is fine, but absolutely he must have his own teeth!
By Sheila on 11.12.2012
I used to be somebody.
By esky1118 URL on 11.12.2012
somebody used to love me, somebody may love me again, and i may love somebody. somebody may hold my hand. somebody may tell me im beautiful. i may love somebody back, someboyd
By hazel on 11.12.2012
That song, reoccurring; I hipstered it. I am young, a creature of culture, a spurious collaboration of likes and thumb ups. I comment to acquire reaction, I am never lonely. I respond to respect and I forever lurk.
Where will this generation go? I genuinely admire and fear it.
By Eric Harrell on 11.12.2012
somebody loved me once,somebody may love me again. i don’t know if i ever loved somebody, i want to love somebody. i want somebody to hold my hands, and cuddle me
By hazel URL on 11.12.2012
that went to the park, suddenly had the urge of peeing, there was no restroom around so she went around, running, when she saw this guy coming and they instantly were hooked.
But she wanted to pee, so they passed each other by.
By Eder Garza URL on 11.12.2012
I wanna be somebody. Everybody is somebody. It is the nature of humanity for everyone to be someone. We live in a world that is quickly shrinking. Everybody is somebody.
By redglassesgirl on 11.12.2012
somebody will one day realize the kind of person you are and recoil at the thought of spending their 15 seconds with you. appreciate those around you before someone else does. they wont like you forever.
By deisy moreno on 11.12.2012
Somebody creeped up the alleyway. A strange and elongated figure with distorted limbs and a clean slate of pure ghostly paleness for a face. Finally, Slenderman, we meet at last.
By Deborah Lin on 11.12.2012
I met somebody. Yeah and not just anyone, well, I guess you could say he was just anyone because I didn’t know him before I met him. He’s someone new and he was funny and cute and making out was pretty great. I love meeting new people.
By neen1794 URL on 11.12.2012
somebody told me once:
– I wish we could rime together.
we did rime. But our story didn’t.
By Jude URL on 11.12.2012
There is somebody for everybody. Somebody to call with great news. Somebody to call with bad news. Somebody to love, hug, dance with, eat with, laugh with and share with all of your somebodies. You are blessed to meet your somebody
By Dominique URL on 11.12.2012
There was a thing that came to me, a thought from beyond or perhaps the past, and that thought became someone, a somebody that somehow had weight in my life, had resonance, a memory and a future. There is a somebody in every vagrant thought that drifts through this present.
By Connal Vickers URL on 11.12.2012
She just couldn’t understand how somebody could be this hard to understand. Sure, he had his reasons like all of them but there was something more, something deep, even scary about him. Only later she would understand why.
By ashley on 11.12.2012
Somebody is a person that I don’t really care about. He/she is someone who exists outside my circle. I read about somebody all the time – The great things that they have done, or the bad things that happened to them, but I remain unaffected because it is Somebody, not someone close to me.
By varjun on 11.12.2012
I wish I were somebody
Somebody would be nice.
At times, I’d prefer nobody,
But I doubt I could be twice.
If I could split, then everybody
Might be a possibility,
Then we would understand ourselves,
And they’d understand me.
By Julian Christopher Geritz URL on 11.12.2012
Somebody. Anybody. Just somebody who cares, who doesn’t judge, who wants me around. Somebody.
By Katherine McLennaghan on 11.12.2012
was watching her as she sipped her tea, she had lost the day inside of the cafe. pretending everything was over! far from it she mused, he left a note! always a note! no more she thought.
By Wilma on 11.12.2012
somebody somewhere someone who knows and cares and loves and waits and needs and wants just as i do. sometime something will come to be that has never been before something wonderful and right and new and old and right. it will all be right someday with somebody.
By C. Ritchie URL on 11.12.2012
Somebody, anybody if you receive this message I am gone, zone 3 is cleared the virus was airborne, they’re all dead! the only survivors are a cat named Tim and a Mech! that would be me.
By Wilma URL on 11.12.2012
Somebody is better than nobody. Wow that’s really depressing…I guess it just tells you how lonely I am, and how much I feel I need someone in my life to keep me company. I miss somebody. I’ve had a couple of any bodies but nothing like that I would want to turn into a relationship or anyone I truly care about. Poor Josh…I think he really liked/likes me but he’s not somebody for me.
By Katie on 11.12.2012
Somebody once told me this world was going crazy. I didn’t fully understand what they meant until I saw it with my own eyes. The entire humanty has gone mental. Including myself.
By Maren URL on 11.12.2012
who is important
and means nothing to anyone else
i want that person around for me
In place of myself
Ive tried self loathing
But i cant seem to get it down
By z on 11.12.2012
you use me and i use you. and we are people. i wish i had you. you’re my only somebody in the world. i’m pretty sure that’s true. you’re my only somebody! i love you. i like you. most of all it’s true i don’t want to lose you. but i’m prepared to if i have to. if that’s something i have to do.
By jordan on 11.12.2012
is the word to define that other people or people out there. the identity of the person is someone or may be unknown to others. or the assumption that there is an idividual that will do something or accomplish it.
By lainy on 11.12.2012
I don’t feel like a somebody. But I am. I know I am. I think, therefore I am. What makes me a somebody? I validate myself and others validate me too. I want to be a hero. Just because I’m not, doesn’t make me a nobody. I am somebody and I am loved.
By Nikola Carter on 11.12.2012
i know somebody named iraia
By esromterekia URL on 11.12.2012
I long to be held by anyone, Somebody who will not only hold me but love me. Love me unconditionally. Love all my flaws. Somebody to love me.
By runningfromlions on 11.12.2012
Reflecting back at me
Is who I want to be
A name, a face,
More than another number
By Chelsea on 11.12.2012
a person that you might or might not know. a person that is described to have good music taste or style or is helpful. you might want to find out who?
By Sar on 11.12.2012
too occupied to see random people
a collaboration of vanity and emptiness
looking down on these
creatures of boredom
congratulation, Mr Somebody
By melancolie URL on 11.12.2012
somebody once told me I could have a unicorn as a pet I would like to take it to a rainbow and prance all day except I have too many responsibilities. I hate that the world has to be like this. Why can’t the world be how people tell you it is when you are young.
By Shane Callaghan on 11.12.2012
We can’t hold the heart
that hurts us
Long enough to heal it
so it doesn’t strike again-
When somebody takes you
and then sets you free,
cracked open to the howling wind
They know not what they do
The too tender brokenness from
their last somebody
Is still echoing in their bloody cracks
By Laura Mary URL on 11.12.2012
Somebody that i use to know. Something that i use to know. I thought that i use to know what i wanted to do in life. I thought i knew who I was and what i was meant to do. But now a day a just feel like somebody else and not me.
By Eliza on 11.12.2012
You were always searching for somebody that made you feel special. I was right here. I wanted to make you feel loved. You wanted it to, I felt it in the soft strokes of your finger tips along my skin, and I felt it in the way your eyes lingered at my lips a few moments too long. You won’t let yourself believe it means anything, but I know it means more than either of us could ever understand.
By Helen Elucido URL on 11.12.2012
I met somebody once
I meet somebodies everyday
That somebody I love turns to my pal.
Love starts from somebodies.
By Lisa on 11.12.2012
That stupid song which never leaves your head. I don’t really think it’s that stupid, actually. It’s kind of catchy in a good way. Though I don’t get the video.
By Nicole on 11.12.2012
Somebody in the world now is thinking about what you are doing. Somebody may be having the same day as you. Somebody in India, or China, or Argentina is thinking about what you are thinking about. We’re all connected.
By bmalc URL on 11.12.2012
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