Growing up so fast but still wanting to be a that kid again. To do whatever I decide. To be whatever I wanted to be, without question or doubt. Believe I can be anything up until now was just a fairy tale.
sitting on the dock of the bay is one song that remains in my memory from early childhood. it is amazing how the song is still popular these days and i get an absolute thrill when i hear my 12year old son singing the song whenever it plays on our radio station because i was that old when i first heard it.
a few years later, another popular song titled sitting here in limbo became a hit and is also still popular these days whenever it gets some air time.
im sitting here in my bed this insomnia it drives me nuts my parents say that i need to get into a regular sleep pattern in order to succeed in this world well I just love to stay up all night and smoke ciggs i have always been a night owl – a literal creature of the night and always will be.
Sitting on my own not by myself, everybody’s here with me
I don’t need to touch your face to know, and I don’t need to
Use my eyes to see
I keep on wondering if I sleep too long, will I always wake
Up the same (or so)?
And keep on wondering if I sleep too long, will I even wake up
Again or something
I was sitting on a park bench when suddenly I fed the pigeons and a bear came! And it ate me and I died. I don’t like dying, but I did it any way, and well, that is pretty much the end of my story
duck? sitting down, chilling .. but tired, wish i could have my bed instead of this chair .. only a few hours until i can get some sleep .. definately an early one, gonna enjoy this so much, bit of family guy .. yehhh :D and a good sleep.
but yeh .. sitting .. not ttoo interesting just done it too much tonite/today and it hurts!
I LIKE TO SIT, BUT NOT ALL THE TIME. MY BUTT WILL START TO HURT EVENTUALLY AND i’LL NEED TO GET UP AND MOVE AROUND. SITTING IS SOMETIMES OVERRATED. STANDING TOO FOR THAT MATTER.
I was sitting in a chair and realized that there’s no reason to be sitting there because there are so many things to do in the world but then I realized that every moment my life is coming closer to it’s end and maybe I should just do what I want and not worry about it as long as I’m happy sitting I might as well stay in that position for as long as I want unless I’m not enjoying it in which case I should get up and run.
i remember sitting on my great-uncle’s lap as a kid and thinking he was the greatest thing in the world because he gave me a teddy bear. turns out he was horribly racist and hated women.
i’m sitting right now and it’s a comfortable feeling. buttocks. bum, gleuts, it’s all good. several things that can be done while sitting: eating
talking
sleeping
shitting
reading
breathing (usually in conjunction with one of the above)
and many more.
Sitting out in the sun, warm and inviting. It watches over all. Sitting in the dark and seeing the world for what it really is: beautiful. Sitting as the world passes by, and you can see everything in the way it was meant to be seen. Just taking the time to sit, not think, just feel. Sitting is bliss.
alone in my room i wonder what everyone else is doing with their lives as i have a rahter boring life,with not many friends and no partner, i find it increasingly sad…i miss when i lived in London but i know i had to move back here N Ireland for my healths sake as i may be dead by now if i hadn’t. i do have to stress that i was kinda brought over here under false pretences as my mum said shed pay off all my debts and then i would be stress free which was one of the causes of why i turned to drink in the first place and why i became an alcoholic. I am not so bad now but then i have sacrificed alot since i came back,my career and everything else that i had in London ‘i also miss things like going to the THeatre and going to gay bars and clubs which are very few and far between over here…I just have to go on and make the most of it and hopefully one day i will find a person to share my life and everything with and hopefully find love and happiness, i mean i don’t mind living here its just the fact that i am alone and have nobody to love or who loves me that makes it a bit crap,though having said that i really can’t stand the weather here and find it too harsh and depressing which isin’t so great and also if i want to go anywhere its a bit of a faff as i don’t drive and public transport is so crap over here
I was sitting on a small cushion and my window was close enough to my seat that I could feel the sunshine through it. I felt ready, then, more than I had in months, to finally leave, to go to Europe and start a real existence.
Sitting is the state of placing one’s bottom onto the ground in order to contemplate some of the greater works of famous writers such as JK Rowling and Spot the Dog. It is an action I like to perform on people’s faces, and particularly in the shade of a beautiful palm tree.
I was sitting. Yes, sitting. Not standing, not crouching, just sitting. It was a nice seat. Comfortable, neat, small. Just right for my tight little ass.
wtf. this is the fourth effing time I’ve gotten “sitting”. This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen. If I get sit once more, I’ll never come back to your stupid site again. Fix it! And I’ll say as I did last time, I’m sick of sitting! I do it all day long at work!!!!! I want to RUN! With my ipd and my dog, just take off!
I’m sitting at the computer. I’ve done a lot of sitting today. People don’t think I should sit as often as I do–especially my parents. I don’t quite understand why. People are so retarded. Sure physical fitness is a plus, but what about well being? I have just as many skills as those stupid athletes.
as i am sitting here wondering what the hell to do with my life, being incredibly bored lonely and isolated my brain is attempting to come up with an idea or a state of mind that feels interesting or normal. Should I create something in the studio, slob out and watch telly. Sort out the tax return, have a bath, go to bed, do the cleaning, no I have already done that. Take some drugs that will alter my state of mind or make me sleep. Practice Zen, been there done that,and taken the drugs thing. What about a cigarette, people who smoke always seem to be doing something even if it is just standing there and looking at the view. Standing in the cold gassing people or having a fag in the rain. My god this life is killing me.
I was there sitting at the foot of a mountain one day. It was calm and tranquil and an old monk told me to close my eyes and think of trees. I don’t like trees. I find them stressful. I imagine the years and years of endless boredom you would get of being a tree and the only way you’d know how old you are is to kill yourself.
Sitting down on the park bench, I look up at the sky, trying to pinpoint shapes in the clouds. Except I don’t look for simple figures. I see whole scenarios play themselves out in the mass of blue and wispy white. A man selling ice cream wheels his cart past a throng of people biking, jogging, socializing. A massive bomb rotates ever so slightly in the air in the few, precious seconds before it collides with the teeming city below.
There I was, sitting and waiting and wishing that you could believe in superstition, and then maybe you’ll see the sun. You know I’m a fool, but that’s just fine because I want to smile without a worry. I love to gaze upon the snow as that man’s eyes look down upon me, digging into my very soul. Yes.
sitting is fun cos you sit on your bum on like a chair or something. you can do loads of thigns when youre sitting, some disabled people sit all the time cos they cant not sit. you can sit in a rowwing boat whilstyou row and thats fun. i sit at the computer whilst i type this riiight now. my chair is soft…good for sitting
I was sitting on a park bench
Watching people walk their dogs, Frisbees whizzing around
I hate dogs
But, I like having a family
60 seconds is longer than I expected
im sitting at my computer listening & watching my roommate sleep.
does that make me a creep?
i think it does. but really, it’s just normal-type.
people sit & watch all the time.
sit at restaurants.
sit in class.
sit on the bus.
sit on their bikes.
sit on their asses & actively creep.
i’m glad to be one of them.
Gaaah!!! It’s “sitting” again! I’m convinced now, this is just someone’s sick joke! At first, I was very excited about the site, but now it is apparent that they simply wanted to see how far people would go with just one word. Amazing to me that it is now… my fourth or fifth time with “sitting” and yet, I am still writing.
Growing up so fast but still wanting to be a that kid again. To do whatever I decide. To be whatever I wanted to be, without question or doubt. Believe I can be anything up until now was just a fairy tale.
sitting on the dock of the bay is one song that remains in my memory from early childhood. it is amazing how the song is still popular these days and i get an absolute thrill when i hear my 12year old son singing the song whenever it plays on our radio station because i was that old when i first heard it.
a few years later, another popular song titled sitting here in limbo became a hit and is also still popular these days whenever it gets some air time.
I have 3 F’s and a ton of work with only a month to my senior graduation.
I cried at IHOP when my Grandfather didn’t want to give me any money for Prom because I’m democratic.
My girlfriend lives in LA and I’m stuck here in this small town.
im sitting here in my bed this insomnia it drives me nuts my parents say that i need to get into a regular sleep pattern in order to succeed in this world well I just love to stay up all night and smoke ciggs i have always been a night owl – a literal creature of the night and always will be.
Sitting on my own not by myself, everybody’s here with me
I don’t need to touch your face to know, and I don’t need to
Use my eyes to see
I keep on wondering if I sleep too long, will I always wake
Up the same (or so)?
And keep on wondering if I sleep too long, will I even wake up
Again or something
Sitting.
It’s more relaxing than standing up.
But not as relaxing as lying down.
SITTING…
STILL
DRENCHED IN BOREDOM
CROSS-EYED
THINKIN…THINKING…THINKING
CONVINCED I AM A PRISONER OF MY-
SITTING…
I was sitting on a park bench when suddenly I fed the pigeons and a bear came! And it ate me and I died. I don’t like dying, but I did it any way, and well, that is pretty much the end of my story
duck? sitting down, chilling .. but tired, wish i could have my bed instead of this chair .. only a few hours until i can get some sleep .. definately an early one, gonna enjoy this so much, bit of family guy .. yehhh :D and a good sleep.
but yeh .. sitting .. not ttoo interesting just done it too much tonite/today and it hurts!
hmm sitting again. seems like it’s the one same word for the whole day and you dont get a new word till tomorrow :(
I LIKE TO SIT, BUT NOT ALL THE TIME. MY BUTT WILL START TO HURT EVENTUALLY AND i’LL NEED TO GET UP AND MOVE AROUND. SITTING IS SOMETIMES OVERRATED. STANDING TOO FOR THAT MATTER.
I was sitting in a chair and realized that there’s no reason to be sitting there because there are so many things to do in the world but then I realized that every moment my life is coming closer to it’s end and maybe I should just do what I want and not worry about it as long as I’m happy sitting I might as well stay in that position for as long as I want unless I’m not enjoying it in which case I should get up and run.
i remember sitting on my great-uncle’s lap as a kid and thinking he was the greatest thing in the world because he gave me a teddy bear. turns out he was horribly racist and hated women.
i’m sitting right now and it’s a comfortable feeling. buttocks. bum, gleuts, it’s all good. several things that can be done while sitting: eating
talking
sleeping
shitting
reading
breathing (usually in conjunction with one of the above)
and many more.
Sitting out in the sun, warm and inviting. It watches over all. Sitting in the dark and seeing the world for what it really is: beautiful. Sitting as the world passes by, and you can see everything in the way it was meant to be seen. Just taking the time to sit, not think, just feel. Sitting is bliss.
alone in my room i wonder what everyone else is doing with their lives as i have a rahter boring life,with not many friends and no partner, i find it increasingly sad…i miss when i lived in London but i know i had to move back here N Ireland for my healths sake as i may be dead by now if i hadn’t. i do have to stress that i was kinda brought over here under false pretences as my mum said shed pay off all my debts and then i would be stress free which was one of the causes of why i turned to drink in the first place and why i became an alcoholic. I am not so bad now but then i have sacrificed alot since i came back,my career and everything else that i had in London ‘i also miss things like going to the THeatre and going to gay bars and clubs which are very few and far between over here…I just have to go on and make the most of it and hopefully one day i will find a person to share my life and everything with and hopefully find love and happiness, i mean i don’t mind living here its just the fact that i am alone and have nobody to love or who loves me that makes it a bit crap,though having said that i really can’t stand the weather here and find it too harsh and depressing which isin’t so great and also if i want to go anywhere its a bit of a faff as i don’t drive and public transport is so crap over here
I was sitting on a small cushion and my window was close enough to my seat that I could feel the sunshine through it. I felt ready, then, more than I had in months, to finally leave, to go to Europe and start a real existence.
Sitting is the state of placing one’s bottom onto the ground in order to contemplate some of the greater works of famous writers such as JK Rowling and Spot the Dog. It is an action I like to perform on people’s faces, and particularly in the shade of a beautiful palm tree.
sitting wtf? why did i get sitting…. sitting in my english class doing nothing thats what im sitting, thats right i went there
I was sitting. Yes, sitting. Not standing, not crouching, just sitting. It was a nice seat. Comfortable, neat, small. Just right for my tight little ass.
wtf. this is the fourth effing time I’ve gotten “sitting”. This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen. If I get sit once more, I’ll never come back to your stupid site again. Fix it! And I’ll say as I did last time, I’m sick of sitting! I do it all day long at work!!!!! I want to RUN! With my ipd and my dog, just take off!
I’m sitting at the computer. I’ve done a lot of sitting today. People don’t think I should sit as often as I do–especially my parents. I don’t quite understand why. People are so retarded. Sure physical fitness is a plus, but what about well being? I have just as many skills as those stupid athletes.
as i am sitting here wondering what the hell to do with my life, being incredibly bored lonely and isolated my brain is attempting to come up with an idea or a state of mind that feels interesting or normal. Should I create something in the studio, slob out and watch telly. Sort out the tax return, have a bath, go to bed, do the cleaning, no I have already done that. Take some drugs that will alter my state of mind or make me sleep. Practice Zen, been there done that,and taken the drugs thing. What about a cigarette, people who smoke always seem to be doing something even if it is just standing there and looking at the view. Standing in the cold gassing people or having a fag in the rain. My god this life is killing me.
enough sitting, i just typed so many words about sitting, i want some new words.
I was there sitting at the foot of a mountain one day. It was calm and tranquil and an old monk told me to close my eyes and think of trees. I don’t like trees. I find them stressful. I imagine the years and years of endless boredom you would get of being a tree and the only way you’d know how old you are is to kill yourself.
Sitting down on the park bench, I look up at the sky, trying to pinpoint shapes in the clouds. Except I don’t look for simple figures. I see whole scenarios play themselves out in the mass of blue and wispy white. A man selling ice cream wheels his cart past a throng of people biking, jogging, socializing. A massive bomb rotates ever so slightly in the air in the few, precious seconds before it collides with the teeming city below.
There I was, sitting and waiting and wishing that you could believe in superstition, and then maybe you’ll see the sun. You know I’m a fool, but that’s just fine because I want to smile without a worry. I love to gaze upon the snow as that man’s eyes look down upon me, digging into my very soul. Yes.
sitting on the chair angry voices everywhere, society hates me i don’t care, you must have been out of your mind because you have long hair
i like to sit and watch the sky. i like to play with hair and lie. i will stay upon the stars and roll and roll until i die.
sitting is fun cos you sit on your bum on like a chair or something. you can do loads of thigns when youre sitting, some disabled people sit all the time cos they cant not sit. you can sit in a rowwing boat whilstyou row and thats fun. i sit at the computer whilst i type this riiight now. my chair is soft…good for sitting
I was sitting on a park bench
Watching people walk their dogs, Frisbees whizzing around
I hate dogs
But, I like having a family
60 seconds is longer than I expected
in the tree im sitting in the chair, chair, sex hello, why are you sitting, butt, butt cramps, legs, school, tired, i dont know wood, red,
I’m sitting in my computer chair now, actually.
….this is just sick. “Sitting” for the fifth time in a row. I am convince that there is no other word on this site. Bleck.
My GF is ignoring me she has turned me off like a light switch in a basement. She is very ill mentally I forgive her for that however
im sitting at my computer listening & watching my roommate sleep.
does that make me a creep?
i think it does. but really, it’s just normal-type.
people sit & watch all the time.
sit at restaurants.
sit in class.
sit on the bus.
sit on their bikes.
sit on their asses & actively creep.
i’m glad to be one of them.
I was sitting in class, wondering ‘what in the hell am i doing here?’ and then she walked in and I knew…
Gaaah!!! It’s “sitting” again! I’m convinced now, this is just someone’s sick joke! At first, I was very excited about the site, but now it is apparent that they simply wanted to see how far people would go with just one word. Amazing to me that it is now… my fourth or fifth time with “sitting” and yet, I am still writing.