I don’t want to write about this word! It’s stupid and scary. Such a frightening thought, eternally. Like. When you go to Hell or Heaven, it’s eternal. It’s FOREVER. Gasp! Nooooo!
no way ! that can’t be eternally again ! this is ridiculous ! I just cheap chatted with my copywriter buddy Laura who was laughing at me because of the fact I wrote in French ! Well hell yeah ! Same old problem ! Eternally…
I want to believe this eternally-filled dulcet caramel doughnut exists.
But submerged in the pit of my stomach, who after all is the final judge, I know it’s just another marketing trick designed to make us believe only good things exist.
I can’t help but think of the eternal darkness of life after death, or lack there of. It seems to me that a life without heaven sometimes makes time all seem less eternal, or maybe just less significant. Like we’re revolving in this one moment for our entire lives.
I can’t help but think about the eternal darkness of life after death. Sometimes the idea of no afterlife makes time feel even less eternal, or maybe just less significant? It’s like we’re revolving in this one moment for our entire lives. And it is so utterly temporary
He would be eternally grateful to his neighbor, would create vast masterpieces out of random food objects and leave them at the somewhat batty lady’s door in her honour, would buy all her groceries for a year, would do anything, anything, if she would only shut that little yapping shaking howling wannabe canine up!
Life with my saviour. The questions that I once had will be answered. Faith. Maybe Regligion and Science coincided after all. I can’t wait to find out. this is a really cool website!!Existence on this earth is temporary. You have to know that. If loving my God is wrong, then I don’t want to be right. Evolution is beautiful.
It felt like an eternity before the large stack of pancakes he ordered was brought to the table. He glanced up at the surly face of his waiter and could make out the tiniest bit of snot slowly creeping down from his left nostril.
“Syrup, sir?” The waiter asked.
He gulped, barely hiding an expression of disgust. “No, thanks,” he managed to choke out.
He felt sorry for her. Not sure whether it was appropriate or not. She was eternally his and even if she tried, she wouldn’t be able to run from him. It had not been his choice. He had not wanted it, but it was done now.
“Are you sure about this?” He whispered, his hand grabbing mine a little tighter. “Yes,” I assured him, even though I had my doubts. Soon we proclaimed our love for each other – eternally. Was this something I could live up to? Forever?
I told you I’d love you forever, and when I said it, I thought I meant it. I thought I could never find someone like you, ever again in my life.
And I never did find anyone else like you.
I found someone better.
And I will love who you were to me, I will love who I thought you were, eternally.. but I don’t love who you are now.
I love who I found, I do not love you.
return to me, eternally. delusions included. each facet intact yet and unwilling to succumb. to come undone. to unravel the pounding gavel, glide like bodies through the gravel, like people through windshields, like cars through traffic, like fingers on cell phones, like eyes on your ipod.
Forever and ever. But not happily. Life is not a fairy tale. But one could try to live it. I can be a Snow White or a Sleeping Beauty. But I’d rather be me when forever ends.
I will eternally love you. I will eternally be there for you. I will eternally hold you in my arms. I will eternally long for your touch. I will eternally mourn what we don’t have. I will eternally wish for you. I love you, eternally.
j’ai pas bien compris l’intérêt de l’animal, mais vu que 60 sec c’est court, je claque à mort ! du reste, j’aurais mieux fait de préparer un petit texte en avance, car y a rien à dire, mais alors vraiment rien, mais 60 sec ça dure pas eternally
I am eternally angry with my former employers. No matter how hard I try, I just cannot get past the utter selfishness and cruelness with which they let me go from my teaching position.
eternally begotten by the father. that is jesus. eternally? eternity. forever? he was always there, from the father. part of the father? and the holy spirit. what about the mormons?
i am eternally yours, i will be happy on my death bed to know that we are together & achieved some kind of mutuality, we lived together in this life and for all time in peace and joy together as i drift off forever
eternally–a permanent condition that arrives when you’re not looking for it, nor can you change it’s condition once it arrives. It is over- or begun- however you want to view it. It is a final situation that freezes you in time.
Eternally. Is anything really eternally? Everything ends right? Eternally yours, eternally grateful…after stepping in front of a bus, that won’t mean shit, will it?
eternal land is the place where you can live eternally forever. i don’t know where it is. i want to know but i’m afraid to look for it. i’m afraid that if i find it i’ll die and live forever. whatever.
“I will be eternally grateful to you if you can find my uncle’s watch,” the leggy blond purred as she lit another long black cigarette. “OK, doll,” I ground out as I tried vainly to see her through the haze. “Now how’s about you tell me what’s really going on?”
Eternally is a word that once thought, erases all boundaries in your sense of time. Eternally lasts forever, there is no end, there was no real beginning (since you have probably forgotten it), and carries with it a strange sense of romanticism knowing that the good things might never end.
I view the world through iron bars or plexiglass, and it all seems so distorted. I’m seen for who I am by everyone who looks, but noone looks for long.
eternally yours is such an easy widespread thing to say but when it comes down to it two souls have merged to one and need no promises of eternal joining. One. With one another and their promises. Simple.
People talk about being ‘eternally grateful’, but what does this really mean? Eternity goes on for long after we will have left this mortal coil, so surely we are promising an impossibility.
The sounds bounce through the hallways seeming endless. Childish laughter, mocking her as she walked. Torture, the sound grating on her sanity. It would never end; trapped she felt wishing to escape the noise but knowing it impossible to escape one’s own mind. She wished it could return the comfort it first brought her. No longer where the noises laughing with her, now she was sure even they had turned on her and now laughed at her every movement. They would never be silenced; it would go on forever. Eternally.
Sandra was devoted to Les eternally. She said it in her vows and she kept them for 40 years. Even as she buried him she knew she could keep her word for longer. How naiive
Forever they had promised each other. He’d broken that promise; left her stranded. The memorial was too much. In a rush she had fled the small church. She’d tried to flee from the truth. He’d broken his promise and left but she couldn’t grasp that he wasn’t coming back.
I don’t want to write about this word! It’s stupid and scary. Such a frightening thought, eternally. Like. When you go to Hell or Heaven, it’s eternal. It’s FOREVER. Gasp! Nooooo!
no way ! that can’t be eternally again ! this is ridiculous ! I just cheap chatted with my copywriter buddy Laura who was laughing at me because of the fact I wrote in French ! Well hell yeah ! Same old problem ! Eternally…
I will love you eternally forever, although my face will appear to hate you externally. I will always hold this against you, for i love you eternally.
I want to believe this eternally-filled dulcet caramel doughnut exists.
But submerged in the pit of my stomach, who after all is the final judge, I know it’s just another marketing trick designed to make us believe only good things exist.
The life I will have with Jesus, after I die on earth. I will live that life eternally, full of joy, full of adore to Jesus, with the people I love.
I can’t help but think of the eternal darkness of life after death, or lack there of. It seems to me that a life without heaven sometimes makes time all seem less eternal, or maybe just less significant. Like we’re revolving in this one moment for our entire lives.
I can’t help but think about the eternal darkness of life after death. Sometimes the idea of no afterlife makes time feel even less eternal, or maybe just less significant? It’s like we’re revolving in this one moment for our entire lives. And it is so utterly temporary
good vs. evil
linked hand and hand
in eternal battle
one cannot exist without the other
he laid himself
down to sleep
and i watched
the rising to
just above
my sight
where i
could
not
embedded in my heart eternally – room for more, expanding with the years. The love morphs and becomes stronger – like a mudstone.
He would be eternally grateful to his neighbor, would create vast masterpieces out of random food objects and leave them at the somewhat batty lady’s door in her honour, would buy all her groceries for a year, would do anything, anything, if she would only shut that little yapping shaking howling wannabe canine up!
Life with my saviour. The questions that I once had will be answered. Faith. Maybe Regligion and Science coincided after all. I can’t wait to find out. this is a really cool website!!Existence on this earth is temporary. You have to know that. If loving my God is wrong, then I don’t want to be right. Evolution is beautiful.
It felt like an eternity before the large stack of pancakes he ordered was brought to the table. He glanced up at the surly face of his waiter and could make out the tiniest bit of snot slowly creeping down from his left nostril.
“Syrup, sir?” The waiter asked.
He gulped, barely hiding an expression of disgust. “No, thanks,” he managed to choke out.
He felt sorry for her. Not sure whether it was appropriate or not. She was eternally his and even if she tried, she wouldn’t be able to run from him. It had not been his choice. He had not wanted it, but it was done now.
“Are you sure about this?” He whispered, his hand grabbing mine a little tighter. “Yes,” I assured him, even though I had my doubts. Soon we proclaimed our love for each other – eternally. Was this something I could live up to? Forever?
I told you I’d love you forever, and when I said it, I thought I meant it. I thought I could never find someone like you, ever again in my life.
And I never did find anyone else like you.
I found someone better.
And I will love who you were to me, I will love who I thought you were, eternally.. but I don’t love who you are now.
I love who I found, I do not love you.
return to me, eternally. delusions included. each facet intact yet and unwilling to succumb. to come undone. to unravel the pounding gavel, glide like bodies through the gravel, like people through windshields, like cars through traffic, like fingers on cell phones, like eyes on your ipod.
within, hate, love….
Hiding everything you feel
Forever and ever. But not happily. Life is not a fairy tale. But one could try to live it. I can be a Snow White or a Sleeping Beauty. But I’d rather be me when forever ends.
I will eternally love you. I will eternally be there for you. I will eternally hold you in my arms. I will eternally long for your touch. I will eternally mourn what we don’t have. I will eternally wish for you. I love you, eternally.
Will I ? I don’t want . But everybody want’s it…I prefer legendary…
I gave her my hand, I gave her my life, and I will hold her in my heart eternally.
j’ai pas bien compris l’intérêt de l’animal, mais vu que 60 sec c’est court, je claque à mort ! du reste, j’aurais mieux fait de préparer un petit texte en avance, car y a rien à dire, mais alors vraiment rien, mais 60 sec ça dure pas eternally
I am eternally angry with my former employers. No matter how hard I try, I just cannot get past the utter selfishness and cruelness with which they let me go from my teaching position.
eternally begotten by the father. that is jesus. eternally? eternity. forever? he was always there, from the father. part of the father? and the holy spirit. what about the mormons?
i am eternally yours, i will be happy on my death bed to know that we are together & achieved some kind of mutuality, we lived together in this life and for all time in peace and joy together as i drift off forever
Eternally yours, in this life and all those yet to come.
It began with such urgency, one would assume it would all end the same. But perhaps, sometimes, it doesn’t have to.
eternally–a permanent condition that arrives when you’re not looking for it, nor can you change it’s condition once it arrives. It is over- or begun- however you want to view it. It is a final situation that freezes you in time.
Eternally. Is anything really eternally? Everything ends right? Eternally yours, eternally grateful…after stepping in front of a bus, that won’t mean shit, will it?
eternal land is the place where you can live eternally forever. i don’t know where it is. i want to know but i’m afraid to look for it. i’m afraid that if i find it i’ll die and live forever. whatever.
“I will be eternally grateful to you if you can find my uncle’s watch,” the leggy blond purred as she lit another long black cigarette. “OK, doll,” I ground out as I tried vainly to see her through the haze. “Now how’s about you tell me what’s really going on?”
forever and ever. big commitment, that word. “eternally”. kind of scary and very serious. not for use by the faint hearted.
Eternally is a word that once thought, erases all boundaries in your sense of time. Eternally lasts forever, there is no end, there was no real beginning (since you have probably forgotten it), and carries with it a strange sense of romanticism knowing that the good things might never end.
I view the world through iron bars or plexiglass, and it all seems so distorted. I’m seen for who I am by everyone who looks, but noone looks for long.
eternally yours is such an easy widespread thing to say but when it comes down to it two souls have merged to one and need no promises of eternal joining. One. With one another and their promises. Simple.
People talk about being ‘eternally grateful’, but what does this really mean? Eternity goes on for long after we will have left this mortal coil, so surely we are promising an impossibility.
The sounds bounce through the hallways seeming endless. Childish laughter, mocking her as she walked. Torture, the sound grating on her sanity. It would never end; trapped she felt wishing to escape the noise but knowing it impossible to escape one’s own mind. She wished it could return the comfort it first brought her. No longer where the noises laughing with her, now she was sure even they had turned on her and now laughed at her every movement. They would never be silenced; it would go on forever. Eternally.
Sandra was devoted to Les eternally. She said it in her vows and she kept them for 40 years. Even as she buried him she knew she could keep her word for longer. How naiive
Forever they had promised each other. He’d broken that promise; left her stranded. The memorial was too much. In a rush she had fled the small church. She’d tried to flee from the truth. He’d broken his promise and left but she couldn’t grasp that he wasn’t coming back.