Like a fish taking the batie i was hooked. This title screamed to me and the pages bekond me to open them. So i was hooked and began to read. Although little did i know i was trapped. This became my book for school. I took the baite and was now stuck into re-reading the longest and worst book ever, The D-
Hooked. I couldn’t believe what I’d gotten myself into. All my better judgement had pointed me toward staying away, but alas, there I was with a needle in my arm, my breathing shallow, my heart pounding as I pressed the syringe. It wasn’t my first time. It wouldn’t be my last time. I was, from now on and forever, hooked. I was a good person. I could have been someone. But that’s gone now. I’m gone. I’m addicted.
The hook hooked onto the fish, pulling him out of the water. “I got one! I got one!”
“Good job son,” The dad said proudly, patting his son’s back. The younger beamed at him, wrestling with the fish to free the hook again before tossing him back into the pathetic excuse for a lake. Man-made and dirty, but it was still somewhere where they could escape together and have precious father-son time like then.
i woke up one day and i was hooked. simply hooked. the gummy bear vitamins just had to be eaten. there was no stopping. on the bottle, it suggests you have 2 a day, but that’s impossible. hooked.
Loves when he likes her and your left alone,
but your happy for him
i love you is when you are forever apart with someone and yet you still have them in your heart, thats love.
love is that feeling of blushing when you see that girl/boy
the love that makes you a better person
people around you who make your life better thats love
Someday I’ll understand. How you stopped noticing everyone else. Why you were so consumed by her. How her seemingly absent charms caught you. What made you Hooked?
Hooked? thats usually used with a negetavie connotation.. like hooked on a drug or something, but what about being hooked on lsomething that can be beneficial to your life like love, or family… it just feels like hooked gets a bad wrap because when you get hooked to something… it makes u more vulnerable to end up getting hurt. gt5jhn5ynh35h
I’m hooked on so many things.
My mouth is hooked with words I cannot say to you.
My eyes are hooked on love, and they can’t release themselves.
My mind is hooked on death.
I am hooked.
The coat rack ran about, scooping up strewn clothes. Finally reaching me in my winter coat, it bent and slid a hook about my collar. Guess I’m hooked. Beauty and the Beast.
as embarassing as it is, im hooked on greys anatomy. every week, im either watching at 9 on thursday night or watching it immediately on friday-i know all the characters, their family, business…hooked? i think yes
I was hooked on life. All I could do was wake up early in the morning, make coffee, and wait. There was a time when the Weather Channel had some significance. Things are so different now. I am no longer hooked. I get hooked by all the meaningless dribble that collects in gutters that I walk by on the way to work.
The time came to consider my obsession: chocolate. It began with just a cookie every few days, then became several nights of chocolate ice cream. Then it morphed into chocolate bars. Now I’m hooked, no way to escape this obsession with the sweetness. Advice?
I thought that being hooked meant to live a great life with someone you loved. Hooked meant marriage, kids, a housekeeper, the nanny you never wanted. Mayne I was wrong. But hey I lived with a spoonfull of potato salad in my bra and a kid tugging my hair. So why not say I had a boyfriend? Why not say my life was great? I guess that day will never come.
it happened quicker than I thought it would,
but it became some sort of obsession
its roots wound their way around everything that made me.
and then you faded and I faded along with you
I was hooked and I could not help myself.
With a flip of the switch, the An’dera was “hooked” as the reminiscent old-timers affectionately called it, bringing to mind the old days when earth was still in one piece and fishermen puttered around in primitive watercraft with lines and hooks and bait, though now the stream was space and the hook and line were plasma-based adherents on the end of a robotic arm designed to snag the little space-faring creatures that really bore no resemblance at all to fish. The great fishermen would be somersaulting in their graves.
I hate this.I can’t do this, but I think before I have even started I am hooked. Will I come here again and do this? maybe!
I am staring at a blank screen…oh goodness! I think…
I am hooked on love. No seriously, I am. It’s such an amazing feeling; the butterflies I get when I see him, the hanging on his every word… *sigh* it’s enough to make one’s head swirl. I am hooked on being hooked on love. Having this obsession inspires words in me that I would have never thought of.
I am hooked on the feeling that I don’t know if I want to be a teacher. While it seems like a great occupation, I don’t feel like that is how I really want to make a difference. I want to help and connect with kids but I don’t know if I can do that by teaching 2 plus 2. I want to be successful and yes I want to make money, but for me it is much more about making a difference in a kid’s life!
I’m watching old reruns of Norm Macdonald on Letterman and Conan and I’m hooked. I’ve already watched the best of Norm on youtube and I’ve been hooked on the whole Conan situation. I’ve seen almost all his recent episode reruns and I’m def. on Team Coco. yeah, I’m hooked…
hooked. i’m hooked on so many things. for instance, i love domino’s pizza. I’m really finding it quiet hard to live without. We’ll see. I’m hooked on my kids. When I’m away from them for any amount of time, it’s horrible. i’m hooked on living my life. to the fullest. until it’s over.
I thought about it. The line I mean. Well ok, so this wasn’t a fishing game. But it was a game. Or was it? Am I just deluding myself? Confusing myself? Obsessing? What can I say… I’m hooked. Hah.
im hooked on you its completely insane. i don’t know how i got this way. so wrapped up in everything you are. everything you make me feel. its not perfect sometimes its down right annoying but at the end of everyday im so happy to be this way so glad to be hooked on you without you i dont know who id be.
on love and everything that i am dependent on. people pro occupie themselves with meaning less things that could be forgotten so you have more energy to think about and do the things that are very meaningful
i love ice cream and hugs and i think i might be hooked on a boy because that’s the truth. i don’t want to like him or look at him or talk to him but i am hooked and i cannot get away. he is hooked on me too but it is a different kind because he wants to be hooked on me. all i want to do is get away from him. i do not like being hooked
why is this the same word as yesterday.
Like a fish taking the batie i was hooked. This title screamed to me and the pages bekond me to open them. So i was hooked and began to read. Although little did i know i was trapped. This became my book for school. I took the baite and was now stuck into re-reading the longest and worst book ever, The D-
Hooked. I couldn’t believe what I’d gotten myself into. All my better judgement had pointed me toward staying away, but alas, there I was with a needle in my arm, my breathing shallow, my heart pounding as I pressed the syringe. It wasn’t my first time. It wouldn’t be my last time. I was, from now on and forever, hooked. I was a good person. I could have been someone. But that’s gone now. I’m gone. I’m addicted.
The hook hooked onto the fish, pulling him out of the water. “I got one! I got one!”
“Good job son,” The dad said proudly, patting his son’s back. The younger beamed at him, wrestling with the fish to free the hook again before tossing him back into the pathetic excuse for a lake. Man-made and dirty, but it was still somewhere where they could escape together and have precious father-son time like then.
i woke up one day and i was hooked. simply hooked. the gummy bear vitamins just had to be eaten. there was no stopping. on the bottle, it suggests you have 2 a day, but that’s impossible. hooked.
Loves when he likes her and your left alone,
but your happy for him
i love you is when you are forever apart with someone and yet you still have them in your heart, thats love.
love is that feeling of blushing when you see that girl/boy
the love that makes you a better person
people around you who make your life better thats love
Someday I’ll understand. How you stopped noticing everyone else. Why you were so consumed by her. How her seemingly absent charms caught you. What made you Hooked?
Hooked? thats usually used with a negetavie connotation.. like hooked on a drug or something, but what about being hooked on lsomething that can be beneficial to your life like love, or family… it just feels like hooked gets a bad wrap because when you get hooked to something… it makes u more vulnerable to end up getting hurt. gt5jhn5ynh35h
I’m hooked on so many things.
My mouth is hooked with words I cannot say to you.
My eyes are hooked on love, and they can’t release themselves.
My mind is hooked on death.
I am hooked.
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The coat rack ran about, scooping up strewn clothes. Finally reaching me in my winter coat, it bent and slid a hook about my collar. Guess I’m hooked. Beauty and the Beast.
as embarassing as it is, im hooked on greys anatomy. every week, im either watching at 9 on thursday night or watching it immediately on friday-i know all the characters, their family, business…hooked? i think yes
I was hooked on life. All I could do was wake up early in the morning, make coffee, and wait. There was a time when the Weather Channel had some significance. Things are so different now. I am no longer hooked. I get hooked by all the meaningless dribble that collects in gutters that I walk by on the way to work.
The time came to consider my obsession: chocolate. It began with just a cookie every few days, then became several nights of chocolate ice cream. Then it morphed into chocolate bars. Now I’m hooked, no way to escape this obsession with the sweetness. Advice?
I thought that being hooked meant to live a great life with someone you loved. Hooked meant marriage, kids, a housekeeper, the nanny you never wanted. Mayne I was wrong. But hey I lived with a spoonfull of potato salad in my bra and a kid tugging my hair. So why not say I had a boyfriend? Why not say my life was great? I guess that day will never come.
Hooked on Phonics is great! Learn how to weave sentences with such syntactical pomposity and grandiose verbosity that you can speak just like me!
I have a secret
I’m hooked on you
it’s been 6 months with no words
and believe me
I have no intentions on a return
I just have this yerning
of you that’s mentally burning
a faulty image in my mind
and no matter how hard I try.. It’s there
it happened quicker than I thought it would,
but it became some sort of obsession
its roots wound their way around everything that made me.
and then you faded and I faded along with you
I was hooked and I could not help myself.
With a flip of the switch, the An’dera was “hooked” as the reminiscent old-timers affectionately called it, bringing to mind the old days when earth was still in one piece and fishermen puttered around in primitive watercraft with lines and hooks and bait, though now the stream was space and the hook and line were plasma-based adherents on the end of a robotic arm designed to snag the little space-faring creatures that really bore no resemblance at all to fish. The great fishermen would be somersaulting in their graves.
Hooked on phonics, hooked on phonics, hooked on phonics. Oh yes. Hooked on incense, hooked on sleep, hooked on tea. Oh dear.
I hate this.I can’t do this, but I think before I have even started I am hooked. Will I come here again and do this? maybe!
I am staring at a blank screen…oh goodness! I think…
I am hooked on love. No seriously, I am. It’s such an amazing feeling; the butterflies I get when I see him, the hanging on his every word… *sigh* it’s enough to make one’s head swirl. I am hooked on being hooked on love. Having this obsession inspires words in me that I would have never thought of.
I am hooked on the feeling that I don’t know if I want to be a teacher. While it seems like a great occupation, I don’t feel like that is how I really want to make a difference. I want to help and connect with kids but I don’t know if I can do that by teaching 2 plus 2. I want to be successful and yes I want to make money, but for me it is much more about making a difference in a kid’s life!
You can’t let go of it or understand it.
It’s your drug.
You’re addicted and can’t help it.
Always on the edge of your seat.
something i can’t control not a good feelin tender attractive monkey toe fishin
this is the problem of my computer in this moment! besauce of that i had a very late start in writing and now the time is over yet!
I’m watching old reruns of Norm Macdonald on Letterman and Conan and I’m hooked. I’ve already watched the best of Norm on youtube and I’ve been hooked on the whole Conan situation. I’ve seen almost all his recent episode reruns and I’m def. on Team Coco. yeah, I’m hooked…
fish
hooked on love ….one of the best feelings you could ever possibly gett
hooked. i’m hooked on so many things. for instance, i love domino’s pizza. I’m really finding it quiet hard to live without. We’ll see. I’m hooked on my kids. When I’m away from them for any amount of time, it’s horrible. i’m hooked on living my life. to the fullest. until it’s over.
Listen to the water as she flies up and latches on
I am hooked on band-aide brand cause a band is stuck ion me.
I thought about it. The line I mean. Well ok, so this wasn’t a fishing game. But it was a game. Or was it? Am I just deluding myself? Confusing myself? Obsessing? What can I say… I’m hooked. Hah.
im hooked on you its completely insane. i don’t know how i got this way. so wrapped up in everything you are. everything you make me feel. its not perfect sometimes its down right annoying but at the end of everyday im so happy to be this way so glad to be hooked on you without you i dont know who id be.
I watched divorce court once and I was hooked. I’m still not sure what it is about that show. Its a work of art, plain and simple.
fish/food
on love and everything that i am dependent on. people pro occupie themselves with meaning less things that could be forgotten so you have more energy to think about and do the things that are very meaningful
on phonics
on drugs
fishing hooks
captain hook
i love ice cream and hugs and i think i might be hooked on a boy because that’s the truth. i don’t want to like him or look at him or talk to him but i am hooked and i cannot get away. he is hooked on me too but it is a different kind because he wants to be hooked on me. all i want to do is get away from him. i do not like being hooked