In my eyes, temptation is extremely hard to resist, but also oh so rewarding when you can and do resist it. Many things are tempting, the most being chocolate and boys. Although they seem sweet, they can do a lot of damage. Put the goods down, girls! You’ll be happier, I swear ;)
There i was. Why did I eat the apple? I should’ve known better. Now the snake was getting it’s way, and things would never be the same. Death is now a common subject. Oh no…
to kiss you, to tell you I love you, to tell you to please be mine forever. tempted to hug you, to jump into your arms and never let go. tempted to tell you how it hurts, how i’ve cried because of you, to tell you all the things I love about you.
oh, i could really go for some chocolate now, but that is the chessiest temptation ever in existence… But isn’t that what we all think when we first here “tempt” or tempted or temptations (besides perhaps MY Girl) but really im tempted to do A LOT MORE meaninful thinks than eat chocolate, like talk to someone ive always been afraid to or kiss them but i dont…. im a bit too shy, but thats ok, because if we all did what we were tempted to do, my god the world would be an orderless mess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but, i bet a lot more fun!!!!!!
i am tempted to forget, but i can not. i see your face and i remember. every word. every look. every touch. i am tempted. i am tempted to reach out and touch you, but you are not there. you are no where. i am here. and you are there. and that’s all it’ll ever be.
to run away, by foot, and live in the woods with no worries. to paint every day and have no cares. to learn what life really is, and forget the traditional route to life.
Oh. This is the same as yesterday. Sad. But not as sad as it could be. Because life is a disappointment sometimes. And you learn to get over it. Sad experiences don’t override the happy ones. And hopefully this entry won’t override yesterdays.
There wasn’t anything tempting about what was in front of her. She didn’t want what her father had offered her. Not the fame, not the fortune, nothing at all. She wanted nothing but to sleep. And her life was nothing but being awake. She didn’t want to marry rich, all she wanted was to figure out who she was, for herself.
I find it so tempting at times to just go with everyone else despite my lack of interest on everyone’s things. Mostly because I hardly find them interesting at all. So there is that.
How many times have you been tempted? What would life be without temptation? Pretty boring I think. It doesn’t matter what tempts you, but it’s that delightful feeling of anticipation that I like the most, hmmm…
I am tempted to go after him tempted to be with him tempted to let it happen. tempted to see what would happen if all shit hit the fan. what would happen what would they all do. He’s so tempting it’s so tempting… what if? But he’s not tempted by me, no I’m not tempted.
Tempted. Tempted to try. But maybe not.
I felt tempted from miles away. I felt tempted close up. I was sure everyone in the universe that I had been coming across had been put in my path to tempt me from my chosen one. Why is it when we try the hardest things truly become the hardest?
tempted to be sane. tempted to be alive, yet all i can muster is anguish. why can’t i get it together? why can’t we just move one. instead i am tempted, tempted to be alone. walk away, be solitary. but i can’t. i won’t.
Oh wow. Tempted. Should I talk about the temptation my husband feels for an affair? How he wants so badly to be with another woman all while telling me he’s totally committed to us and our family? Because that’s a pretty shitty thing to say when the truth comes out it always looks bad. Tempted has never been a problem for me unless were talking about food, alcohol, stupid schemes that cost money or arts and craft materials. Or vacations. So I used to be tempted by other men, back in the day. I would never actively seek out an affair like he’s doing. And what is with this flirting he claims to be doing? He was never just a flirt. He was always a serial fucker.
The apple seemed so delicious
It wasn’t my fault I swear
As I pleaded with my sweet
the taste in my mouth still resided
and he raised his fist
trying to get the pleasure out of my mouth.
He was tempted too.
Tempted slowly brought you back to me. Shouting from every angle screaming insanity. Tempted in the morning when all I want is you. Tempted in the evening when I see your not true.
by love, by people, by passion.
to imagine a perfect world, to imagine a happier place, to imagine your own imagination.
to do something new something you’ve always wanted to do.
I was sitting there on the bed. She wasn’t saying anything. Just standing there. No clothes. Nothing. More vulnerable than I had ever seen anyone. And I was too.
I’m constantly tempted to kiss your soft and thin lips, to led you in the bathroom and have sex with you. I’m tempted to be your girl, to give you what you love: me. But I know that for me it isn’t love, it’s only attraction caused by my hormones out of control. I don’t love you, I love the idea that someone could love me. I’m a very sad person, I suck cause I’m blocked and I can be loved. I’m tempted to cancel myself.
doing something that you feel awful about doing..you don’t want to, but you want to all at the same time. it happens at least everyday. something i do that i feel bad about. i give into my temptations, why not? the way you feel should not be suppressed. is that selfish? im tempted to say no.
she was tempted to eat that apple. and did.
he was tempted to bow down. and didn’t.
i was tempted to fear. and did.
why haven’t I been tempted to trust?
I think that should be my new temptation. to trust. always. expe
oh sooo tempted. I just want to pig out and empty the whole box. but no, I shouldn’t… but god am I tempted! It shouldn’t be allowed. nobody should have to look at all that lovely chocolate and not be allowed! arhghghg sooooo tempted!
.im so tempted to just go, just leave for ever. i dont want to be here anymore. just skip town. i dont want to see anyone for a while. small amounts of contact would be ok but i just want to go away for a while and just be ok with myself for some peace of mind.
I saw that chocolate sitting on the kitchen counter. I could not eat it because it was my sisters from her goodie bag from a party that she had gone to. I could not eat it unless I asked and she said yes. But she was gone so I could not ask! I was so tempted to eat that little tiny piece of chocolate sitting on the kitchen counter!
Tempted to write about tempted, but only doing it as a challenge, right, what’s the temptation in something forced? Unless… unless there is something behind tempted. What happens when it’s passed? This word can’t really do much on it’s own, a blind temptation, unless you are that band, the temptations. But obviously there are people behind that.
That fluttery feeling in your chest. The feeling that proper society always tells you to ignore. But you can’t. The temptation is too strong, it overpowers your well-to-do mind and drives your heart to think, unheeded by the rationalizing brain.
if you are tempted, give in. if you are doused in gasoline and watching a lit match, give in. if you are everything you’ve ever hoped to be and still unhappy, give in.
The day brought a languid feeling of discontent. I was drawn to look at her picture again, tempted to call her in the midst of all my arguments to never see her again. The idea weighed on me like anvil I sought to drop.
It was the last piece of cake… I saw it and it saw me, we knew what was going to happen here. we aren’t children, even if the cake had been made for one. I needed cake and it needed eating.
jump from the top of a building. climb and jump. feel the wind on the face while falling.
In my eyes, temptation is extremely hard to resist, but also oh so rewarding when you can and do resist it. Many things are tempting, the most being chocolate and boys. Although they seem sweet, they can do a lot of damage. Put the goods down, girls! You’ll be happier, I swear ;)
There i was. Why did I eat the apple? I should’ve known better. Now the snake was getting it’s way, and things would never be the same. Death is now a common subject. Oh no…
to kiss you, to tell you I love you, to tell you to please be mine forever. tempted to hug you, to jump into your arms and never let go. tempted to tell you how it hurts, how i’ve cried because of you, to tell you all the things I love about you.
oh, i could really go for some chocolate now, but that is the chessiest temptation ever in existence… But isn’t that what we all think when we first here “tempt” or tempted or temptations (besides perhaps MY Girl) but really im tempted to do A LOT MORE meaninful thinks than eat chocolate, like talk to someone ive always been afraid to or kiss them but i dont…. im a bit too shy, but thats ok, because if we all did what we were tempted to do, my god the world would be an orderless mess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but, i bet a lot more fun!!!!!!
i am tempted to forget, but i can not. i see your face and i remember. every word. every look. every touch. i am tempted. i am tempted to reach out and touch you, but you are not there. you are no where. i am here. and you are there. and that’s all it’ll ever be.
steal, the urge to do something, kiss, tell a secret
to run away, by foot, and live in the woods with no worries. to paint every day and have no cares. to learn what life really is, and forget the traditional route to life.
Oh. This is the same as yesterday. Sad. But not as sad as it could be. Because life is a disappointment sometimes. And you learn to get over it. Sad experiences don’t override the happy ones. And hopefully this entry won’t override yesterdays.
There wasn’t anything tempting about what was in front of her. She didn’t want what her father had offered her. Not the fame, not the fortune, nothing at all. She wanted nothing but to sleep. And her life was nothing but being awake. She didn’t want to marry rich, all she wanted was to figure out who she was, for herself.
I am tempted by food. I am tempted by him. I’m tempted by money. I’m tempted by easy success. I’m tempted by pretty things.
I find it so tempting at times to just go with everyone else despite my lack of interest on everyone’s things. Mostly because I hardly find them interesting at all. So there is that.
it’s like our life…/evrething here ,on the Earth , wants to change our way…isomebody make us to do smething what we want but shuldn’t=(
How many times have you been tempted? What would life be without temptation? Pretty boring I think. It doesn’t matter what tempts you, but it’s that delightful feeling of anticipation that I like the most, hmmm…
I am tempted to go after him tempted to be with him tempted to let it happen. tempted to see what would happen if all shit hit the fan. what would happen what would they all do. He’s so tempting it’s so tempting… what if? But he’s not tempted by me, no I’m not tempted.
Tempted. Tempted to try. But maybe not.
I felt tempted from miles away. I felt tempted close up. I was sure everyone in the universe that I had been coming across had been put in my path to tempt me from my chosen one. Why is it when we try the hardest things truly become the hardest?
I was tempted to make something to have you back, but I now I know you don’t love more, so I’ll fight wiht that tempt.
tempted to be sane. tempted to be alive, yet all i can muster is anguish. why can’t i get it together? why can’t we just move one. instead i am tempted, tempted to be alone. walk away, be solitary. but i can’t. i won’t.
i am tempted to BUILD!
Tempted to read that book. There it is, sitting on the desk, just within my reach. So hard to resist the temptation.
Oh wow. Tempted. Should I talk about the temptation my husband feels for an affair? How he wants so badly to be with another woman all while telling me he’s totally committed to us and our family? Because that’s a pretty shitty thing to say when the truth comes out it always looks bad. Tempted has never been a problem for me unless were talking about food, alcohol, stupid schemes that cost money or arts and craft materials. Or vacations. So I used to be tempted by other men, back in the day. I would never actively seek out an affair like he’s doing. And what is with this flirting he claims to be doing? He was never just a flirt. He was always a serial fucker.
The apple seemed so delicious
It wasn’t my fault I swear
As I pleaded with my sweet
the taste in my mouth still resided
and he raised his fist
trying to get the pleasure out of my mouth.
He was tempted too.
Tempted slowly brought you back to me. Shouting from every angle screaming insanity. Tempted in the morning when all I want is you. Tempted in the evening when I see your not true.
by love, by people, by passion.
to imagine a perfect world, to imagine a happier place, to imagine your own imagination.
to do something new something you’ve always wanted to do.
no one tempts us, we tempt ourselves. we have no one to blame but ourselves.
I was sitting there on the bed. She wasn’t saying anything. Just standing there. No clothes. Nothing. More vulnerable than I had ever seen anyone. And I was too.
I’m constantly tempted to kiss your soft and thin lips, to led you in the bathroom and have sex with you. I’m tempted to be your girl, to give you what you love: me. But I know that for me it isn’t love, it’s only attraction caused by my hormones out of control. I don’t love you, I love the idea that someone could love me. I’m a very sad person, I suck cause I’m blocked and I can be loved. I’m tempted to cancel myself.
doing something that you feel awful about doing..you don’t want to, but you want to all at the same time. it happens at least everyday. something i do that i feel bad about. i give into my temptations, why not? the way you feel should not be suppressed. is that selfish? im tempted to say no.
she was tempted to eat that apple. and did.
he was tempted to bow down. and didn’t.
i was tempted to fear. and did.
why haven’t I been tempted to trust?
I think that should be my new temptation. to trust. always. expe
oh sooo tempted. I just want to pig out and empty the whole box. but no, I shouldn’t… but god am I tempted! It shouldn’t be allowed. nobody should have to look at all that lovely chocolate and not be allowed! arhghghg sooooo tempted!
.im so tempted to just go, just leave for ever. i dont want to be here anymore. just skip town. i dont want to see anyone for a while. small amounts of contact would be ok but i just want to go away for a while and just be ok with myself for some peace of mind.
broken, shattered, falling forever. I just don’t know how much longer this will last but my fortitude is faltering slowly…..to be
I am tempted to give up but something deep inside me causes me to continue. Tempted but no dice on giving up.
I saw that chocolate sitting on the kitchen counter. I could not eat it because it was my sisters from her goodie bag from a party that she had gone to. I could not eat it unless I asked and she said yes. But she was gone so I could not ask! I was so tempted to eat that little tiny piece of chocolate sitting on the kitchen counter!
Tempted to write about tempted, but only doing it as a challenge, right, what’s the temptation in something forced? Unless… unless there is something behind tempted. What happens when it’s passed? This word can’t really do much on it’s own, a blind temptation, unless you are that band, the temptations. But obviously there are people behind that.
That fluttery feeling in your chest. The feeling that proper society always tells you to ignore. But you can’t. The temptation is too strong, it overpowers your well-to-do mind and drives your heart to think, unheeded by the rationalizing brain.
this was yesterday’s word. Boooo.
if you are tempted, give in. if you are doused in gasoline and watching a lit match, give in. if you are everything you’ve ever hoped to be and still unhappy, give in.
The day brought a languid feeling of discontent. I was drawn to look at her picture again, tempted to call her in the midst of all my arguments to never see her again. The idea weighed on me like anvil I sought to drop.
It was the last piece of cake… I saw it and it saw me, we knew what was going to happen here. we aren’t children, even if the cake had been made for one. I needed cake and it needed eating.