lucky brand, I like being lucky, except when you don’t feel lucky and it feels like everyone has it better than you and get fucked, but you just have to remember that people have it worse than you : )
I feel so lucky, meeting you and then getting to know you as well as I do now. The life I led before this was dreary, the stuff that boring dreams were made of. After meeting you, I hav experienced the thrill of living on the edge. You are awesome.
lucky brand, and I’m lucky for being so awesome and having such a great family and not for still leaving my shit till after christmas! BUT EVERYONE IS LUCKY FOR WHAT THEY HAVE! my bad about the caps that was an accident…
Suddenly time stood still. Breathing was a battle in itself. The car came at him with surprising speed, as everything else had slowed to a stop. As it hurtled toward him, he realized it would just barely miss him. If he hadn’t have fallen a second earlier, he would die today.
that means whatever you do or want comes your way….everything seems to be working out for you…..that’s what luck is…..no matter ho tough the situation seems somehow somewhere it works out for you
i am lucky. but i dont believe in luck. hard work. thats real. one of the only things that is. Luck didn’t get me here. work did. advice. my advice to myself when others were telling me i was lucky. but the closest thing to lucky i am is the magazine.
Lucky is when something happens that is most likely good to a person by chance and not their actions. Also, people call others Lucky when something good happens. :D
we were watching the sunset sitting on the bench,our feet in the white sand.i passed her the unfiltered camel cigarette,and said,”yeah,my middle name is ‘lucky’.too bad my first name is,’un’.”
I was so lucky to find a foster home with people that actually wanted me. Some of my friends didn’t get it so good. They got people who hated them, who didn’t want them around anymore. My foster father is one of a kind I think. He’s never too stern or pushy. He’ll let you do everything in your own time. I like that about him.
I always wondered if I was a lucky child. Being the eldest had it’s perks. But it had it’s down sides too. People say my brother was the lucky one because I’d be taking all the blame and responsibility. But with that comes trust, faith and respect. I’m more respected than him because I’m older. I’m looked at as the mature child. So I guess I’m really the lucky one here.
In my adolescent years i always thought that i’m not a lucky guy. Instead (maybe like all the rest of the teenagers) i felt that i was unlucky like hell. Time proove that i’m not. Actually i think that i’m a lucky bastard.
the days of lucky
out number the days of unlucky
sweep past the street signs
and find a way to bring
flowing paths in order
no country to be unlucky in for long.
oh god, well that’s not me…well not when it comes to money or winning the lotto, but i guess i am very lucky in life, i have great friends and I have traveled the world and met so many interesting people, i guess i do better than i should with girls and for some reason people seem to respect my opinion, though i guess by writing about myself it shows how god damn selfish i am… hahaha.
I’m not lucky. She was lucky. She strolled down the street every day with the highest heels, the trendiest dresses and the silkiest, blondest hair you’ve ever seen while I was stuck with sneakers, worn out jeans and a one-size-too-large red tee-shirt.
la chance appartient à ceux qui ouvrent leurs yeux et avancent vers ce qu’ils comprennent ou non, l’esprit ouvert, curieux et enthousiaste, sans peur et sans reproche. Alors la chance les récompensera.
i feel lucky when i realize that there are starving children out there, and that i am lucky that i have a roof over my head and food every night. i feel lucky about a lot of things, like my cool parents and other relatives. i feel lucky that david schwimmer has bigger ears than me, and so on and so forth.
She was lucky to have pulled her headphones out of her ears when she had. Any later and the bus would’ve crushed her. It was a different story for that small animal, though. All that remained of it was and unrecognizable mass of flesh.
Lucky is to have luck. Lucky is also a trait. Not many people possess this trait, and most who do don’t seem to realize it, as they’re too busy complaining about how terrible their life is, or maybe they’re just too busy find a 20$ bill on the street and getting a promotion.
I’m feeling lucky. Or am I? I’m not sure. I don’t really know how I feel right now, and I’m not sure whether luck is chance or divine inspiration/involvement or anything like that. I just don’t know. I’m willing to bet that the world is chaotic and absurd and relatively pointless but oh so beautiful. Oh so beautiful.
‘Do you feel luckier because you’re Irish?’ ‘I feel luckier because I’M Irish’ – the words of a clearly AMERICAN girl I met during my travels around the US. Idiot.
Luck is something that does not exist. People confuse coincidences with luck. Shit happens. Sometimes, good. Sometimes, bad. The good is labeled as luck. That’s bullshit. There is no deeper meaning.
this is such an intense word. lucky to be with someone is what comes to mind. there are times and moments where you think to yourself, “is this really happening to me?’ you really learn to appreciate things a lot more. everyday is a constant joy.
lucky is what happens when the sun shines and you have just put all your clothes out to dry, not realisng that you had put ALL your clothes out to dry. leaivng you rather like Adam & Eve. if you had any more luck than the sun, y ou might start complaining about how bad yhoru luck is.
something that gives itself to you willingly. without having to be asked, most of the time. usually unexpected though. to say the least. i never thought i would be given so much in my lifetime, but I certainly have.
Luck is a word that happens to some,some no….it is not true…it happens,it does make sense though,we can see it around us…we curse it and wish it for ourselves….it is a word that concludes many things,,,it is kinda magical everyone wants it and it doesn’t stay forever.
I feel lucky
lucky for life. lucky for love. but is it luck? is it some cosmic fate we have labelled luck that is the cause of my success? or is luck just imagined by those who are jealous of the success of others and a way for them to dismiss the sycces of others by saying ” they just got lucky”
i wish i was lucky. can you imagine having everything play out the way it is supposed to? unless it’s supposed to screw you over; life, that is. sometimes, i don’t understand what exactly i’m supposed to do. now if i understood that, i would be lucky.
lucky is what it means to feel the universe be in sync with you. its what makes life so full of surprise and hope. it what gives us hope in our deepest hour, it whats drives us to succeed because luck is what we can fall on
I thought I was lucky when I saw that little puppy. Turned out to be the worst thing that could have happened to me. It bit me, I got rabies, and then i died. Without telling my parents I loved them. yeah, lucky me.
lucky brand, I like being lucky, except when you don’t feel lucky and it feels like everyone has it better than you and get fucked, but you just have to remember that people have it worse than you : )
I feel so lucky, meeting you and then getting to know you as well as I do now. The life I led before this was dreary, the stuff that boring dreams were made of. After meeting you, I hav experienced the thrill of living on the edge. You are awesome.
lucky brand, and I’m lucky for being so awesome and having such a great family and not for still leaving my shit till after christmas! BUT EVERYONE IS LUCKY FOR WHAT THEY HAVE! my bad about the caps that was an accident…
Suddenly time stood still. Breathing was a battle in itself. The car came at him with surprising speed, as everything else had slowed to a stop. As it hurtled toward him, he realized it would just barely miss him. If he hadn’t have fallen a second earlier, he would die today.
Luck matters in life. There are plenty of smart, hard working individuals who never get their chance to shine, which can often come down to luck.
that means whatever you do or want comes your way….everything seems to be working out for you…..that’s what luck is…..no matter ho tough the situation seems somehow somewhere it works out for you
i am lucky. but i dont believe in luck. hard work. thats real. one of the only things that is. Luck didn’t get me here. work did. advice. my advice to myself when others were telling me i was lucky. but the closest thing to lucky i am is the magazine.
Lucky is when something happens that is most likely good to a person by chance and not their actions. Also, people call others Lucky when something good happens. :D
we were watching the sunset sitting on the bench,our feet in the white sand.i passed her the unfiltered camel cigarette,and said,”yeah,my middle name is ‘lucky’.too bad my first name is,’un’.”
Lucky is not a word to describe me,
for I do not have thee.
Lucky I will be
when you realize
we are meant to be.
you could be lucky, you could be golden. its all just a tryst with destiny and dustflowers, or a britney song.
He walked towards the end of the peer and pulled out both his penis and a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes. He lit both.
I was so lucky to find a foster home with people that actually wanted me. Some of my friends didn’t get it so good. They got people who hated them, who didn’t want them around anymore. My foster father is one of a kind I think. He’s never too stern or pushy. He’ll let you do everything in your own time. I like that about him.
I always wondered if I was a lucky child. Being the eldest had it’s perks. But it had it’s down sides too. People say my brother was the lucky one because I’d be taking all the blame and responsibility. But with that comes trust, faith and respect. I’m more respected than him because I’m older. I’m looked at as the mature child. So I guess I’m really the lucky one here.
In my adolescent years i always thought that i’m not a lucky guy. Instead (maybe like all the rest of the teenagers) i felt that i was unlucky like hell. Time proove that i’m not. Actually i think that i’m a lucky bastard.
equal chances and unlikely abilities put together
the days of lucky
out number the days of unlucky
sweep past the street signs
and find a way to bring
flowing paths in order
no country to be unlucky in for long.
oh god, well that’s not me…well not when it comes to money or winning the lotto, but i guess i am very lucky in life, i have great friends and I have traveled the world and met so many interesting people, i guess i do better than i should with girls and for some reason people seem to respect my opinion, though i guess by writing about myself it shows how god damn selfish i am… hahaha.
I’m not lucky. She was lucky. She strolled down the street every day with the highest heels, the trendiest dresses and the silkiest, blondest hair you’ve ever seen while I was stuck with sneakers, worn out jeans and a one-size-too-large red tee-shirt.
la chance appartient à ceux qui ouvrent leurs yeux et avancent vers ce qu’ils comprennent ou non, l’esprit ouvert, curieux et enthousiaste, sans peur et sans reproche. Alors la chance les récompensera.
i feel lucky when i realize that there are starving children out there, and that i am lucky that i have a roof over my head and food every night. i feel lucky about a lot of things, like my cool parents and other relatives. i feel lucky that david schwimmer has bigger ears than me, and so on and so forth.
She was lucky to have pulled her headphones out of her ears when she had. Any later and the bus would’ve crushed her. It was a different story for that small animal, though. All that remained of it was and unrecognizable mass of flesh.
Lucky is to have luck. Lucky is also a trait. Not many people possess this trait, and most who do don’t seem to realize it, as they’re too busy complaining about how terrible their life is, or maybe they’re just too busy find a 20$ bill on the street and getting a promotion.
i was so lucky to meet you finally joann. We the kids and the little puppy missed you. It was lonely with out you baby. Glad to have you back!…
I’m feeling lucky. Or am I? I’m not sure. I don’t really know how I feel right now, and I’m not sure whether luck is chance or divine inspiration/involvement or anything like that. I just don’t know. I’m willing to bet that the world is chaotic and absurd and relatively pointless but oh so beautiful. Oh so beautiful.
Other than that… Tomato.
‘Do you feel luckier because you’re Irish?’ ‘I feel luckier because I’M Irish’ – the words of a clearly AMERICAN girl I met during my travels around the US. Idiot.
Luck is something that does not exist. People confuse coincidences with luck. Shit happens. Sometimes, good. Sometimes, bad. The good is labeled as luck. That’s bullshit. There is no deeper meaning.
this is such an intense word. lucky to be with someone is what comes to mind. there are times and moments where you think to yourself, “is this really happening to me?’ you really learn to appreciate things a lot more. everyday is a constant joy.
I always feel lucky when people I met a long time ago remember me, and with the fondest thoughts.
It lets me know I’ve lived a good life, a fun life. A life worth remembering.
Skill…or luck?
I’d rather have luck.
Luck is surprising, laughter-inducing and fun.
Skill requires dedication and builds expectations…that can be confounded by…luck.
lucky is what happens when the sun shines and you have just put all your clothes out to dry, not realisng that you had put ALL your clothes out to dry. leaivng you rather like Adam & Eve. if you had any more luck than the sun, y ou might start complaining about how bad yhoru luck is.
something that gives itself to you willingly. without having to be asked, most of the time. usually unexpected though. to say the least. i never thought i would be given so much in my lifetime, but I certainly have.
Luck is a word that happens to some,some no….it is not true…it happens,it does make sense though,we can see it around us…we curse it and wish it for ourselves….it is a word that concludes many things,,,it is kinda magical everyone wants it and it doesn’t stay forever.
I should be so lucky…
Yeah, right.
Luck has nothing to do with it. Connections, work, hard at the right time, less hard at other times, and coincidence.
Lucky? No
I feel lucky
lucky for life. lucky for love. but is it luck? is it some cosmic fate we have labelled luck that is the cause of my success? or is luck just imagined by those who are jealous of the success of others and a way for them to dismiss the sycces of others by saying ” they just got lucky”
lucky young lady how nice you are ,lets have breakfast in a bar , love and kisses how lovely are you ,come on down and enjoy the view x
i wish i was lucky. can you imagine having everything play out the way it is supposed to? unless it’s supposed to screw you over; life, that is. sometimes, i don’t understand what exactly i’m supposed to do. now if i understood that, i would be lucky.
I am very lucky to have the friends that I have. This is probably not interesting to read, but its true true true
lucky is what it means to feel the universe be in sync with you. its what makes life so full of surprise and hope. it what gives us hope in our deepest hour, it whats drives us to succeed because luck is what we can fall on
I thought I was lucky when I saw that little puppy. Turned out to be the worst thing that could have happened to me. It bit me, I got rabies, and then i died. Without telling my parents I loved them. yeah, lucky me.