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Living is the most amazing thing in the world because most people exist and that is all! I love my life and all the people that I choose to have in it! I am living to accomplish my dreams and pursue everything to the fullest.
By GSC on 12.14.2012
Living is simple or that is what we are told but really living can be quite difficult.
By Mr. North on 12.14.2012
I am living in some dark times. People all around are living in terrible conditions, with horrible tragedies and horrifying ordeals. I have to be thankful. Living my life is easy. I don’t think I’m as strong as those people out there living in all that hurt.
By Dema on 12.14.2012
Living is such a wonderful thing if you do not have to live alone.
There’s so much more to life than most people think. It’s hard, yes, but when you have someone there for you… It’s a thousand times easier. <3
By Richelle on 12.14.2012
is what i want to do with my life. or is it what i’m doing? I’m not sure as I sit in my room in the dark in bed at 7:34 on a Friday night. some life. am I living it? I guess I
ll never know until I try.
By Meg on 12.14.2012
I couln’t believe I was still living. I thought for sure that those pills would have taken me away. I wasn’t quite sure where I would go but I knew it wouldn’t be here. I broke down in tears and sobbed at the idea of having to walk downstairs and continue living in this horrible place called Earth.
By Jillian on 12.14.2012
living. its the feeling of free fall. the feeling of doing something crazy. something that makes your stomach turn and you heart flutter. its doing something you love. something that makes you feel ecstatic. Breathing, singing, living.
By Sarvesen on 12.14.2012
is like loving human kind is the only way to enjoy yourself you have to live to love and that is the true reality. living is enjoying yourself
By Ella Kulik on 12.14.2012
I am living when I am mindful and aware of the small things around me. Starting today I am taking moments to stop what I am doing and narrate my actions. It’s amazing that my fingers are typing on this keyboard, that my brain sends such precise signals. I am taking moments to stop and take five deep breaths occasionally to remind myself that I am alive.
By thirstforwords on 12.14.2012
i live alot there is not much about living to write I like reindeer thats because it;s christmas I don’t really like reindeer it was just something to say. thats really a random thing to say but the instructions wee to write what I was thinking so I am writing it . living hmm
By Chris on 12.14.2012
I am living daily. I live my life every day of every year. One day I will stop living. I will live until I stop living. I enjoy living. Life is good and fun, it makes me happy when good things happen. I like to spend my time with friends who live their lives with me.
By Connor on 12.14.2012
living things. self-replicating, evolving webs of carbon. one cannot help but ask the cliched question: are we alone? i cannot even begin to fathom the possible dishes that could be cooked up with the elements of creation in the stewpot of evolution.
By an octopus URL on 12.14.2012
Living is an interesting word. You can be alive but not living. Why is that?
By M on 12.14.2012
“I wonder where that could be?” she though ask she went through the living room tossing things left and right. ”At some point in time I am going to have to tidy up. This riot is getting in the way of things. Order is the plan of the day.”
By Meredyth URL on 12.14.2012
Living is meant to provide us life…to provide us experience…to provide us knowledge. When we choose to let go of expectations and allow the process of life to ebb and flow and carry us through the various inlets and rapids it provides, it is then that we are truly living, truly learning, truly being.
By Jackie on 12.14.2012
He walked among them, not fearing any man. Years had taken their toll on him, but he stood tall, stayed strong. All those who met him were in awe, honored to be in the presence of a man their grandfathers told tales about. A living legend.
By tonykeyesjapan URL on 12.14.2012
In the land of the living, none are truly safe from confining themselves within self-made prisons. The mind control of corrupt television and news sources has become the bane of the conscious individual and the alternative for consciousness in the sheeple that comprise our masses.
By Theresa URL on 12.14.2012
now in the realm of my passion; not for now but never to rise along side the others
By KarrieBHappy on 12.14.2012
Exaltation for the past, Joy for the presence, and Excitement for the future.
By Steven Shafer on 12.14.2012
1. i am still living
but i don’t want to be here
i dont want to go
2. the significance
of life depends on the time
and what mood you’re in
By Emma on 12.14.2012
I grew impartial to my current circumstances. All that mattered was that I was existing, in that moment. Alive. Breathing. Real. And that was all I could ask for.
By Rachel Reece URL on 12.14.2012
Living rooms: for sitting and relaxing, when we need a break from living our stressful, drawn-out lives. They remind us that stress is not in the definition of living; they bring us to the reality of idyllic life.
By Rene Emerson on 12.14.2012
I simply cannot believe I am still living. I was sure that those last pills would have taken me, all of me. I was sure that at this point I would have been nothing but a bodiless soul floating through the air in search of answers to questions I never could have found with my skeletal, homely corpse weighing me down. But the fact that I wasn’t thrown overboard in my foolish decisions and was giving a second chance hit me like a deer seeing headlights. Maybe from that point on you could say I tried a little harder to be something more than what I always was.
I only feel like I’m really living once in a while. Looking out into the world, I sometimes feel like I’m really apart of nature. That’s when I feel alive. In a world that clutters the brain with so much unimportant stuff, it’s hard to just feel free, like you are actually living. Only once in a while can I just let it all go.
By KateZilla on 12.14.2012
Something small — something every small town has, you said. You said this coolly, collectedly, and I shuddered in the cellar with tears in my eyes while you ventured out the door to protect us.
I heard the zombie tear you apart, and I fell on my knees and cried.
By ewelina r on 12.14.2012
Living is nice and I love who I am and where I plan on going life is a interesting and fun concept I couldn’t be happier I am truly blessed with a wonderful boyfriend and caring friends who care the world about me. God has giving my life much meaning,
By Melissa on 12.14.2012
I love living… in this world where every day seems to rush by and you catch yourself just surviving, barely. You learn to cherish living in its entirety..the dawn of a new day.. the friends who come our way.. I love living.. it is the epitome of life
By Hiedi on 12.14.2012
Now is the time for the living. We grieve, but we must live.
By David Harris on 12.14.2012
Living is easy when there are no guns. No guns with six or more bullets in their skulls. No guns with iron teeth biting into your calf. Your thigh. Your groin. Your pelvis. Your stomach. Your heart. Your brain. Gray matter spoiled and rotten like curdled milk. Ending your love-filled existence.
Twenty dead. All children. And yet people validate these monsters. So you like your guns. Why? Bobby likes fire. But if he plays with it, it’s called arson. Fair enough. Jessie likes knives. But if she plays with them, it’s considered dangerous. Very accurate. Henry throws rocks at birds. He’s put down for being cruel. Which is true. And yet as soon as someone whips out a Glock or a semi-automatic, by God, will people tell you to never, ever question their freedoms. We actually give intellectual credit for people who think that carrying around a machine solely designed to kill is a privilege to be taken seriously. People who think the solution to the deaths of twenty children in Connecticut is to hand out more machines solely designed to kill. It’s a joke. A really disgusting joke. And no one’s laughing.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 12.14.2012
Tomorrow I will begin the rest of my life. I have decided that living must entail more than it has. There have been too many lost opportunities, too many overlooked possibilities. But living goes that way…you must living to realize that living is so much more than living.
It was always fun to remember when he was alive. It started with flashes of memory at the back of his head – things he used to know – but recently it had gotten so much stronger. That’s why he was here, outside of a house he only sort of remembered and staring at a girl he knew as a shadow in his mind.
By Catherine on 12.14.2012
I am living. I am alive. What is being alive? If I cannot see I am alive. If I cannot hear I am alive. If I can see and hear but cannot thing am I alive? What if I am furniture?
By Alis Oxylus on 12.14.2012
Am I living? What is the true, tangible definition of living? Where’s the manual I should have received when I came out of the hatch? I rise each morning yet remain asleep, never asking myself what I’m doing. I don’t even choose my actions. Like weak water, I flow wherever my surroundings direct me, yielding to imagined barriers. Melt me down and recast me into a beautiful, worthy thing. We are all shadows and dust.
By Doug on 12.14.2012
I cannot live,,,
I just wait… I don’t what am I waiting for… just cannot wake up
I just cannot live…
I don’t feel sorry for myself… I don’t do nothing… I am nothing…
By ffcv on 12.14.2012
Today is the day for living. In wake of tragedies it makes you reloze how importnat it is to live each day to the fullest. You need to not be complacent to the life you are living.
By Becca on 12.14.2012
Everyone needs to make a living. But I don’t want to live only to make a living. I want my life meaningful. :)
By Xinran Liu on 12.14.2012
The best moments in life are when I feel alive. When the adrenaline kicks in, and with it this rush of uncontrollable emotion that just surges through my entire body, that is the only time when I can truly say that I am living life to the fullest.
By Jason on 12.14.2012
The cool breeze rolled along the curves. The beach was flooded with washed up twigs and shells of things long dead. I found once a telescope buried beneath the sand. I suspected it came from a ship many, many years ago.
By Branden Parisella URL on 12.14.2012
Where are we living? What kind of nation is this? How do we keep living the way we are, with guns available on the shelves of even our local big box stores. This isn’t living, this is surviving and until something is done to change things, that is all we are doing. Rest in peace sweet babies.
By Monica on 12.14.2012
fancy living here we come la lal lal alla alalalala and i’m living in a material world ’cause i am a material girl live while we’re young ohooooohohoohhoo livingroom’s are pretty i have a couch in mine it’s blue i lied it’s black i actually don’t remember right now great.
By Molly on 12.14.2012
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