They say I’m lucky. Lucky because I don’t feel anything. Lucky because I don’t have to deal with pain in the same way as they do. I don’t have to deal with heartberak. I don’t have to deal with loss or hunger. Well let me tell you this – I am breaking. I am breaking with my yearning for something; anything. Crush me in your arms. Crush me underneath you. I just want to feel something or anything again.
What is luck? Doesn’t luck negate the need for God? Luck would make sense if there was no God, but there is. And all things happen with His knowledge, for He is sovereign. So to be lucky–no such thing. To be blessed–very real.
The door swung open clumsily as I walked carefully into the seemingly empty room. Luck had nothing to do with it. A lock-pick and some patience were the only factors in my ability to gain entrance. Standing alone in a damp and badly lit brick-walled basement, I nearly lost myself in thought and forgot what I had came for.
how lucky I am to have you in my life. to have you at all. maybe these are just thoughts stemming from the dedicated-to-love quotes website I just visited.. there was even one from Eclipse there that I especially loved (your hated under-written waste of a novel, and my guilty childish pleasure). maybe that just means that you need to give things a chance.
When I look over at you
sitting
reading
writing
talking
laughing,
your flaxen hair
creating a halo
around your pretty little head,
i consider myself
lucky
to be graced with your presence.
I wouldn’t count myself as lucky, in most senses of the word, but with that said, what criteria is there to make one ‘lucky’ what do have to be or have or get to be lucky. Momma said there’s no such things as luck and Rosa always told me we create our own luck.
i dont really know, when i first think of lucky i think of ducks because of “lucky ducks” and stuff. but then i think about it and really luck doesnt exsist because its all destiny. at least thats what my best friend alex says.
this is how you would feel if you won the lottery. it is the feeling of doing something or getting something that is hard to do/get. It can also be the name of a pet.
Her head felt heavy with her friend’s words echoing over and over again in the recesses of her mind. “You’re so lucky.” Yeah, lucky wasn’t exactly the word she would use to describe herself. Her mother was borderline crazy, her father was paranoid, and everything that could go wrong did go wrong… all at the same time.
I am so lucky to have lived my life. If the goal is to learn, then, believe me, I have learned. I am not finished yet. There is much more to experience, to breathe, to touch, to live,..
I am lucky. I have so much. I have this great life and this great vivacity. Even though I have my awkward misgivings, my blemishes and bumps, I think I really couldn’t be luckier.
I wish I was more lucky sometimes. But then again, I am quite lucky. I was born in a country where I have much more opportunities than others. And within that country, I was born to parents who can afford to give me a good home and a good education. I mean, I even have this lap top right now. I’m luckier than I think, sometimes.
I’m lucky to be alive. Not because I survived some sort of tragic accident or grand illness. I’m lucky because of the choices of others. If my mother was the type to possess weapons or medication, I definitely would be dead. Not probably or maybe. Definitely. Because sometimes you just can’t help what that infinite sadness would have you do.
lucky sounds like the name of a dog. he would have white fluffy fur and a big black shiny clod wet nose. he is a playful dog. i have a cat and her name is sable. she is lucky. i gave up on writing about lucky but apparently i’m still writing about it.
jelly. jelly. bread cheese milk cows grass fence tom sawer huckleberry fin steam boat mississippi narlins frech quarter music jazz old tuba player man beniegnts
I WAS SO LUCKY TO REALIZE THAT YOU WERE THE ONE FOR ME…I WAS GOING BACK AND FORTH IN MY MIND…AND TRYING TO THINK OF REASONS THAT YOU WEREN’T THE ONE…BUT AT THE LAST MINUTE..IT HIT ME…IT WAS YOU…IT WAS YOU ALL ALONG..BOY AM I LUCKY I DIDN’T LET YOU GO.
when you have all the luck, life is good. no doubt about it. I think of chinese restaurants, maybe because the fortune cookies. But now that I think of it, there never are bad fortunes, ands some of the learn chinese parts are really wierd. Also, I think that they have the whole karma thing with chinese new years and the dragon and stuff, you know?
I guess I have had a certain amount of luck this week, my mirror has fell on the floor, at least 5 times, and all the time, staying intact. I don’t want to, but I believe in silly superstitions like that.
britney spears sings about being lucky, rich people think they are, poor people think they aren’t, but everyone sort of is, because we’re all alive aren’t we? it’s just an opinion and opinions are just a point of view.
i feel lucky from being a human being with such capacities memories and fantasies i look back and i see a vast sea, young, old, kids… fallin in deeply state of enjoying life, i feel lucky im alive
He didn’t know how lucky he was. He was the one to defrost the ice on her heart. He gave her a new perspective on things- but he never even realized how lucky he was. She loved him a lot, gave him almost all her heart. He was lucky, lucky enough to win the heart of this depressed girl. But he’ll never know.
Luck is something that I believe in. I do not posses much of it, but I believe it is becasue it think too much and it plays a trick on my mind. I agree one way when my heart knows better….Is it luck or intuition?
I am so lucky to be in love again because i never thought that I would feel this amazing again. I am lucky to be alive, lucky to have love and lucky to have a beautiful healthy baby girl. Lucky is something I know I am.
If there’s one thing in the world that no one could ever understand, it would be luck. With so much at stake in our day-to-day ambivalence, who’s to say what constitutes luck and what constitutes a tangible product of effort? I think we’re blind to the truth. I don’t think there’s a distinction. I think that luck is the will of the universe, the tipping of the scales by powers very omniscient and poorly understood. Romantic, yes, but definitely plausible.
For many years of my life, I felt unlucky. Now, I look back and feel fortunate that I live in this place and in this time. Hills and mountains which I have climbed seems irelavant.
There are many factors affecting luck in many people. Approximately thirteen percent of the population is consider themselves to always be on the unlucky end, yet there is hope. Those that are lucky can think themselves lucky that day and they can achieve luck for that day.
its a song by jason mraz. but its also what can bring people success in life. which can be seen as pretty unfair. lucky to be born into wealth, lucky that employer was having a good day, lucky you bought that winning lottery ticket. but sometimes I guess you have to make your own luck. also a song by britney spears. (lol)
I am lucky to have everything that I have been blessed with. I am lucky to have such a wonderful family and attend such an incredible university. I am lucky to be surrounded by such incredible individuals that I call my friends. I am extremely lucky, but not quite lucky enough to buy a lottery ticket.
Lucky, is what she thought when the car ran off the road. The tires screeched and slid on the pavement as the brakes locked. The deer standing in the center watching her jump out of the now stopped vehicle panting with the rush of fear and adrenalin.
If, and only if, I’m lucky, I’ll see you on the ski hill tomorrow, and we’ll end up skiing together and it’ll be a great day. But that’s only if I’m lucky. I just want to see you. I don’t know how lucky I am.
lucky you were not the one on the train last night. Lucky you were here with me and not under the rain as the train left last night. Lucky you forgot you had to go if not this would have been the last time we woul
she was the luckiest girl she knew, she had both of her hands and she was the only person she knew that was that fortunate. she ate noodles everyday!! how did she get to be so lucky? no one ever knows
They say I’m lucky. Lucky because I don’t feel anything. Lucky because I don’t have to deal with pain in the same way as they do. I don’t have to deal with heartberak. I don’t have to deal with loss or hunger. Well let me tell you this – I am breaking. I am breaking with my yearning for something; anything. Crush me in your arms. Crush me underneath you. I just want to feel something or anything again.
What is luck? Doesn’t luck negate the need for God? Luck would make sense if there was no God, but there is. And all things happen with His knowledge, for He is sovereign. So to be lucky–no such thing. To be blessed–very real.
The door swung open clumsily as I walked carefully into the seemingly empty room. Luck had nothing to do with it. A lock-pick and some patience were the only factors in my ability to gain entrance. Standing alone in a damp and badly lit brick-walled basement, I nearly lost myself in thought and forgot what I had came for.
how lucky I am to have you in my life. to have you at all. maybe these are just thoughts stemming from the dedicated-to-love quotes website I just visited.. there was even one from Eclipse there that I especially loved (your hated under-written waste of a novel, and my guilty childish pleasure). maybe that just means that you need to give things a chance.
When I look over at you
sitting
reading
writing
talking
laughing,
your flaxen hair
creating a halo
around your pretty little head,
i consider myself
lucky
to be graced with your presence.
I wouldn’t count myself as lucky, in most senses of the word, but with that said, what criteria is there to make one ‘lucky’ what do have to be or have or get to be lucky. Momma said there’s no such things as luck and Rosa always told me we create our own luck.
i dont really know, when i first think of lucky i think of ducks because of “lucky ducks” and stuff. but then i think about it and really luck doesnt exsist because its all destiny. at least thats what my best friend alex says.
this is how you would feel if you won the lottery. it is the feeling of doing something or getting something that is hard to do/get. It can also be the name of a pet.
am I for all the things i have. for all the things i’ve done. for mi friends and family and all they’ve teached me. lucky am i.
Her head felt heavy with her friend’s words echoing over and over again in the recesses of her mind. “You’re so lucky.” Yeah, lucky wasn’t exactly the word she would use to describe herself. Her mother was borderline crazy, her father was paranoid, and everything that could go wrong did go wrong… all at the same time.
I am so lucky to have lived my life. If the goal is to learn, then, believe me, I have learned. I am not finished yet. There is much more to experience, to breathe, to touch, to live,..
I am lucky. I have so much. I have this great life and this great vivacity. Even though I have my awkward misgivings, my blemishes and bumps, I think I really couldn’t be luckier.
I wish I was more lucky sometimes. But then again, I am quite lucky. I was born in a country where I have much more opportunities than others. And within that country, I was born to parents who can afford to give me a good home and a good education. I mean, I even have this lap top right now. I’m luckier than I think, sometimes.
I’m lucky to be alive. Not because I survived some sort of tragic accident or grand illness. I’m lucky because of the choices of others. If my mother was the type to possess weapons or medication, I definitely would be dead. Not probably or maybe. Definitely. Because sometimes you just can’t help what that infinite sadness would have you do.
lucky sounds like the name of a dog. he would have white fluffy fur and a big black shiny clod wet nose. he is a playful dog. i have a cat and her name is sable. she is lucky. i gave up on writing about lucky but apparently i’m still writing about it.
jelly. jelly. bread cheese milk cows grass fence tom sawer huckleberry fin steam boat mississippi narlins frech quarter music jazz old tuba player man beniegnts
to be upright
to be breathing
to be relatively sane
so lucky to be lucky
I WAS SO LUCKY TO REALIZE THAT YOU WERE THE ONE FOR ME…I WAS GOING BACK AND FORTH IN MY MIND…AND TRYING TO THINK OF REASONS THAT YOU WEREN’T THE ONE…BUT AT THE LAST MINUTE..IT HIT ME…IT WAS YOU…IT WAS YOU ALL ALONG..BOY AM I LUCKY I DIDN’T LET YOU GO.
when you have all the luck, life is good. no doubt about it. I think of chinese restaurants, maybe because the fortune cookies. But now that I think of it, there never are bad fortunes, ands some of the learn chinese parts are really wierd. Also, I think that they have the whole karma thing with chinese new years and the dragon and stuff, you know?
I guess I have had a certain amount of luck this week, my mirror has fell on the floor, at least 5 times, and all the time, staying intact. I don’t want to, but I believe in silly superstitions like that.
britney spears sings about being lucky, rich people think they are, poor people think they aren’t, but everyone sort of is, because we’re all alive aren’t we? it’s just an opinion and opinions are just a point of view.
“Yeah, she’s a lucky girl,” Remus said, giving Eddie a smile. Eddie raised an eyebrow.
“You really think that?”
Remus shrugged. “You’re everything she deserves. Anyone could see that.”
Eddie smiled. “Thanks.”
Remus nodded. “Just take care of her. I mean, I know you will, but just… Take care of her.”
i feel lucky from being a human being with such capacities memories and fantasies i look back and i see a vast sea, young, old, kids… fallin in deeply state of enjoying life, i feel lucky im alive
He didn’t know how lucky he was. He was the one to defrost the ice on her heart. He gave her a new perspective on things- but he never even realized how lucky he was. She loved him a lot, gave him almost all her heart. He was lucky, lucky enough to win the heart of this depressed girl. But he’ll never know.
Luck is something that I believe in. I do not posses much of it, but I believe it is becasue it think too much and it plays a trick on my mind. I agree one way when my heart knows better….Is it luck or intuition?
I am so lucky to be in love again because i never thought that I would feel this amazing again. I am lucky to be alive, lucky to have love and lucky to have a beautiful healthy baby girl. Lucky is something I know I am.
If there’s one thing in the world that no one could ever understand, it would be luck. With so much at stake in our day-to-day ambivalence, who’s to say what constitutes luck and what constitutes a tangible product of effort? I think we’re blind to the truth. I don’t think there’s a distinction. I think that luck is the will of the universe, the tipping of the scales by powers very omniscient and poorly understood. Romantic, yes, but definitely plausible.
For many years of my life, I felt unlucky. Now, I look back and feel fortunate that I live in this place and in this time. Hills and mountains which I have climbed seems irelavant.
There are many factors affecting luck in many people. Approximately thirteen percent of the population is consider themselves to always be on the unlucky end, yet there is hope. Those that are lucky can think themselves lucky that day and they can achieve luck for that day.
I thought lucky was what I was for all those years now I know I was blessed. The Lord has brought me through so much.
its a song by jason mraz. but its also what can bring people success in life. which can be seen as pretty unfair. lucky to be born into wealth, lucky that employer was having a good day, lucky you bought that winning lottery ticket. but sometimes I guess you have to make your own luck. also a song by britney spears. (lol)
I am lucky to have everything that I have been blessed with. I am lucky to have such a wonderful family and attend such an incredible university. I am lucky to be surrounded by such incredible individuals that I call my friends. I am extremely lucky, but not quite lucky enough to buy a lottery ticket.
Lucky, is what she thought when the car ran off the road. The tires screeched and slid on the pavement as the brakes locked. The deer standing in the center watching her jump out of the now stopped vehicle panting with the rush of fear and adrenalin.
I was born under a bad sign, I’ve been down since I began to crawl, if it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all. -SRV
I’m feeling lucky.
We’ll never know how lucky we truly are, for most of the time we can’t see past ourselves.
I had not considered myself lucky until much later in my life. blah blah blah blah
If, and only if, I’m lucky, I’ll see you on the ski hill tomorrow, and we’ll end up skiing together and it’ll be a great day. But that’s only if I’m lucky. I just want to see you. I don’t know how lucky I am.
lucky you were not the one on the train last night. Lucky you were here with me and not under the rain as the train left last night. Lucky you forgot you had to go if not this would have been the last time we woul
she was the luckiest girl she knew, she had both of her hands and she was the only person she knew that was that fortunate. she ate noodles everyday!! how did she get to be so lucky? no one ever knows