i want to beling somewhere so badly it hurts. to belong in someones heart. to belong in someones life. to just beling in this world. i just want to belong.
I belong to a series of communities. I belong to the Penn State community which is contained within the State College community. This community belongs to Centre County which belongs to Pennsylvania. PA belongs within the Unite States, where it is currently and that belongs between Pacific and Atlantic Oceans.
i didnt belong at umd until the last week when i realized how much i am going to miss everyone here. i hope i belong at the U. I dont know what i would do if i didnt, because i have no where to go from there. i dont think i could start somewhere new.
i belong to you, you should belong to me. you heart is else where, always distant, always hard to follow. i wish i could find you now, find you in a place we both belong. we could be happy. we could be home. we could find comfort in each other.
Its hard to find a place where you feel like you truly belong. Maybe with your family or with your friends. But sometimes the sanctuary of your own mind can prove to be something that truly belongs to you and never to anyone else. It’s the place where no one can tell you what the rules are. Its where everyone can turn to. Everyone belongs.
Its hard to find a place where you feel like you truly belong. Maybe with your family or with your friends. But sometimes the sanctuary of your own mind can prove to be something that truly belongs to you and never to anyone else. It’s the place where no one can tell you what the rules are. Its where everyone can turn to. Everyone belongs.
at home. i love sitting on the carpet in the living room in front of the tv and just talking about all sorts of things. it’s always funny, it’s always pleasant. not many people appreciate their families (and maybe it’s because their families aren’t worth appreciating) but i do.
there is nothing, he said, like the feeling of belonging. he walked into the little room full of laughing people and felt the glow of the fire and heard the dull roar of rain outside and never before had he felt quite so unsure. she walked up to him, in her too long sweater, grabbed his hand, and warmed his heart like she had been there all along.
I want to feel like I belong with society and that I’m not just another weirdo schmucking around. I want to feel like I’m one of you guys, that I’m not the odd one out. As much as people these days praise individuality and that bull, it turns out that they’re no more different than anyone else in their pursuit to be different. So fuck that. I want to feel as though I belong with you guys. I want to feel like I’m not the lone one here, the third wheel, the odd one out. I don’t want to fit in, I don’t want to lose my identity, I just want to FEEL like I belong.
I honestly wish I belonged to a man. I don’t do single well; I’m good at belonging. Luckily, I feel like I’m right where I need to be. I’ve never felt I belonged more than I do at the college I have chosen. I am hopeful that I will find the right man to belong to while I am here.
I wish I could belong to you and only you. I want to find out who you are and hope that maybe one day soon I will meet you. Please find me soon, I want to belong to you!
I want to belong to someone. Anyone really. I thought I’d found the man that i belonged with, but he decided he didn’t want to belong to me anymore. My friends, however, are my true family. I’ve found this the more I know them. That I will always belong with them, no matter what man comes in and out of my life.
i want to belong somewhere.
anywhere, where people won’t judge me and i can be myself and i just want to belong in my own little niche where i can have fun and be who i really am without a fear that people will laugh.
i want friends who will listen and friends i can listen to and i want parents who compromise and i want to be able to not get angry at little things and i want to belong in a family. an undysfunctional family.
i want to belong somewhere, anywhere.
i dont feel like i belong into anything. any form, any mold, any….i’m not sure what i mean. im mexican im eastern european im jewish im atheist im happy im depressed im in love with a woman, does that make me gay? she’s the love of my life, does that make me different? hrm.
i want to belong with you, i want to know that i am safe and that i dont have to worry. as cliche as that sounds, yeah, i want to know that i belong to you. not in a bad way, but in the way that i know that you love me. is that so much to ask for? i think everyone should belong everywhere. everything must belong somewhere.
i used to never know where i belonged. for years and years i would ask, ‘why did he leave her? why did he leave me? why did he leave us?’ i couldn’t ever come up with an answer and then the meaning of family meant so little. it took me years to realize that i was put where i am for a reason. God had a reason, and i’ve grown and learned for that reason – and it makes me grateful. i’ve always belonged right where i am. Right Here.
People long to belong. And somehow I’ve lost sight of what I flashed in my mind when I read that word. I guess the growing green bar is scaring me in a way (scaring? scarring? I always confuse the two, just like stripped and striped). Anyhow.
I don’t have friends at school because I don’t belong no one will ever like the bizarre loner who sees cosmically who watched from above but not from below it doesn’t make sense but people are too settled in their nests to think about expanding their views.
Many people long to know where they belong. Whether it be at home, school, or with friends. I know where I belong. and its everywhere. I dont need to be in one place all the time. Every where I go, is where I belong. Its my home. A belonging is just a feeling we feel, but we misunderstand it as a need to belong somewhere.
i want to belong. i want to be with others and feel accepted, i love this world and i want it to love me. i try very hard but seem to be stuck in the same place. i wish you could just be someones freind. anyones friend. if people were more open minded no one would feel left out.
who belongs anywhere? we certainly NEED to belong, but where does belonging take place? friends? family? school? work? do we belong to these, or do they belong to us? yet again, there are so many questions, and not enough answers.
We belong together. I want to belong in school, I don’t want to be an outcast liek I was when I was younger. No one liked me and sometimes it still hurts seeing their faces because I remember the way they used to treat me and make me want to die. They tried to ruin my life, but I will show them when I am their boss and they will regret hurting me the way they did.
I now know I don’t have to belong to be happy, I just have to be get over it. I am not worried about being like you. I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not- Kurt Cobian.
i have a tree fort and in it is a small doll from my childhood. So many things that I have seen in life make me feel uncomfortable when I look at it. It makes me fidgit. But I can’t throw it out.
you and me belong together, its as easy as that. i realized this after we talked. and you’ll forever be with me, even if we aren’t together. you are my lifeline, you are the roots beneathe my feet, you are my bestfriend.
sometimes i feel like i don’t belong.
sometimes i feel like i don’t even WANT to belong.
i think everyone wants to belong to something or someone.
time is running out :(
I belong to a family, a culture, a country. I wish I had someone else to belong to. Like in the girl kind. A girlfriend would be great right now. I think it’s funny how lately everything I talk or think about come back to how I don’t have a girlfriend, some one to belong to.
I belong to an organization that is apart of a secret world that revolves completely around the existence of one small boy named charlie. Charlie controls us, and he controls the way we live. He doesn’t care if you’ve been nice, or if you’re smart. If you make charlie mad, he will kill you and tear you a new ass hole. Charlie is omnipotent. Charlie is always around.
I belong.Belonging is the art of knowing where you are, who you are, and what you are. Belonging is being able to be that person, that thing, without fear of judgement. this is incredibly important, as everyone wants to belong. hell, the american dream is just the want to belong. know what i mean?
I really don’t think I belong anywhere right now. I have no real attachments to anything here. I think I belong somewhere exotic. Somewhere foreign and away from the Midwest. Possibly Africa. I belong somewhere warm.
when someone is meant to be with another. Nothing else matters in the world except that person. I suppose it could be a thing. Someone could be meant to be or have an object. I just like to think that the work belong is much more powerful or personal than that and is meant to be associated with something not material.
I wish i could belong to someone. I wish someone thought of me as a neccesity.
i want to beling somewhere so badly it hurts. to belong in someones heart. to belong in someones life. to just beling in this world. i just want to belong.
I belong to a series of communities. I belong to the Penn State community which is contained within the State College community. This community belongs to Centre County which belongs to Pennsylvania. PA belongs within the Unite States, where it is currently and that belongs between Pacific and Atlantic Oceans.
i didnt belong at umd until the last week when i realized how much i am going to miss everyone here. i hope i belong at the U. I dont know what i would do if i didnt, because i have no where to go from there. i dont think i could start somewhere new.
i belong to you, you should belong to me. you heart is else where, always distant, always hard to follow. i wish i could find you now, find you in a place we both belong. we could be happy. we could be home. we could find comfort in each other.
i am afraid of not belonging.
Its hard to find a place where you feel like you truly belong. Maybe with your family or with your friends. But sometimes the sanctuary of your own mind can prove to be something that truly belongs to you and never to anyone else. It’s the place where no one can tell you what the rules are. Its where everyone can turn to. Everyone belongs.
Its hard to find a place where you feel like you truly belong. Maybe with your family or with your friends. But sometimes the sanctuary of your own mind can prove to be something that truly belongs to you and never to anyone else. It’s the place where no one can tell you what the rules are. Its where everyone can turn to. Everyone belongs.
at home. i love sitting on the carpet in the living room in front of the tv and just talking about all sorts of things. it’s always funny, it’s always pleasant. not many people appreciate their families (and maybe it’s because their families aren’t worth appreciating) but i do.
I belong to the sub-set of humans known as depressive.
Wayno
there is nothing, he said, like the feeling of belonging. he walked into the little room full of laughing people and felt the glow of the fire and heard the dull roar of rain outside and never before had he felt quite so unsure. she walked up to him, in her too long sweater, grabbed his hand, and warmed his heart like she had been there all along.
i want to belong to someone… to wear a ring on my ring finger so when i go out and am approached, i can say, i already belonged. i am the belonged.
I want to feel like I belong with society and that I’m not just another weirdo schmucking around. I want to feel like I’m one of you guys, that I’m not the odd one out. As much as people these days praise individuality and that bull, it turns out that they’re no more different than anyone else in their pursuit to be different. So fuck that. I want to feel as though I belong with you guys. I want to feel like I’m not the lone one here, the third wheel, the odd one out. I don’t want to fit in, I don’t want to lose my identity, I just want to FEEL like I belong.
I honestly wish I belonged to a man. I don’t do single well; I’m good at belonging. Luckily, I feel like I’m right where I need to be. I’ve never felt I belonged more than I do at the college I have chosen. I am hopeful that I will find the right man to belong to while I am here.
I wish I could belong to you and only you. I want to find out who you are and hope that maybe one day soon I will meet you. Please find me soon, I want to belong to you!
I want to belong to someone. Anyone really. I thought I’d found the man that i belonged with, but he decided he didn’t want to belong to me anymore. My friends, however, are my true family. I’ve found this the more I know them. That I will always belong with them, no matter what man comes in and out of my life.
i want to belong somewhere.
anywhere, where people won’t judge me and i can be myself and i just want to belong in my own little niche where i can have fun and be who i really am without a fear that people will laugh.
i want friends who will listen and friends i can listen to and i want parents who compromise and i want to be able to not get angry at little things and i want to belong in a family. an undysfunctional family.
i want to belong somewhere, anywhere.
pertencer a uma pessoa? muitas vezes a um objeto…um computador pertence a pessoa ou a pessoa ao computador?
i dont feel like i belong into anything. any form, any mold, any….i’m not sure what i mean. im mexican im eastern european im jewish im atheist im happy im depressed im in love with a woman, does that make me gay? she’s the love of my life, does that make me different? hrm.
i want to belong with you, i want to know that i am safe and that i dont have to worry. as cliche as that sounds, yeah, i want to know that i belong to you. not in a bad way, but in the way that i know that you love me. is that so much to ask for? i think everyone should belong everywhere. everything must belong somewhere.
It’s too hard to simply belong.
i used to never know where i belonged. for years and years i would ask, ‘why did he leave her? why did he leave me? why did he leave us?’ i couldn’t ever come up with an answer and then the meaning of family meant so little. it took me years to realize that i was put where i am for a reason. God had a reason, and i’ve grown and learned for that reason – and it makes me grateful. i’ve always belonged right where i am. Right Here.
I wish I could, always feeling a strange distance from everyone and the weird looks from those who don’t understand, just let me in and you will see.
People long to belong. And somehow I’ve lost sight of what I flashed in my mind when I read that word. I guess the growing green bar is scaring me in a way (scaring? scarring? I always confuse the two, just like stripped and striped). Anyhow.
it’s been a long time since i’ve felt as though i belong. years and hours and seconds pull me further away and i wonder if i ever felt it at all?
I don’t have friends at school because I don’t belong no one will ever like the bizarre loner who sees cosmically who watched from above but not from below it doesn’t make sense but people are too settled in their nests to think about expanding their views.
together~
kind
welness
Many people long to know where they belong. Whether it be at home, school, or with friends. I know where I belong. and its everywhere. I dont need to be in one place all the time. Every where I go, is where I belong. Its my home. A belonging is just a feeling we feel, but we misunderstand it as a need to belong somewhere.
i want to belong. i want to be with others and feel accepted, i love this world and i want it to love me. i try very hard but seem to be stuck in the same place. i wish you could just be someones freind. anyones friend. if people were more open minded no one would feel left out.
Belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong belong.
who belongs anywhere? we certainly NEED to belong, but where does belonging take place? friends? family? school? work? do we belong to these, or do they belong to us? yet again, there are so many questions, and not enough answers.
We belong together. I want to belong in school, I don’t want to be an outcast liek I was when I was younger. No one liked me and sometimes it still hurts seeing their faces because I remember the way they used to treat me and make me want to die. They tried to ruin my life, but I will show them when I am their boss and they will regret hurting me the way they did.
I now know I don’t have to belong to be happy, I just have to be get over it. I am not worried about being like you. I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not- Kurt Cobian.
C’est la vie
i have a tree fort and in it is a small doll from my childhood. So many things that I have seen in life make me feel uncomfortable when I look at it. It makes me fidgit. But I can’t throw it out.
you and me belong together, its as easy as that. i realized this after we talked. and you’ll forever be with me, even if we aren’t together. you are my lifeline, you are the roots beneathe my feet, you are my bestfriend.
sometimes i feel like i don’t belong.
sometimes i feel like i don’t even WANT to belong.
i think everyone wants to belong to something or someone.
time is running out :(
I belong to a family, a culture, a country. I wish I had someone else to belong to. Like in the girl kind. A girlfriend would be great right now. I think it’s funny how lately everything I talk or think about come back to how I don’t have a girlfriend, some one to belong to.
I belong to an organization that is apart of a secret world that revolves completely around the existence of one small boy named charlie. Charlie controls us, and he controls the way we live. He doesn’t care if you’ve been nice, or if you’re smart. If you make charlie mad, he will kill you and tear you a new ass hole. Charlie is omnipotent. Charlie is always around.
I belong.Belonging is the art of knowing where you are, who you are, and what you are. Belonging is being able to be that person, that thing, without fear of judgement. this is incredibly important, as everyone wants to belong. hell, the american dream is just the want to belong. know what i mean?
I really don’t think I belong anywhere right now. I have no real attachments to anything here. I think I belong somewhere exotic. Somewhere foreign and away from the Midwest. Possibly Africa. I belong somewhere warm.
when someone is meant to be with another. Nothing else matters in the world except that person. I suppose it could be a thing. Someone could be meant to be or have an object. I just like to think that the work belong is much more powerful or personal than that and is meant to be associated with something not material.