a longing for something that you don’t have. Water is only one kind of thing that fixes a single physiological thirst. People ache for things all of the time. Buddhists try and separate from feelings of thirst for anything.
i think that the desert of life keeps us parched because the possibilities are endless and the walk is long. so long that we only think of the water, but we do not stop to search it but only hope to find it along the way.
thirst burned at the back of their throats, 5 days wandering around the Simpson desert after their car had burned out without enough water to quench the americans burning desire for water.
water beer and alcohol thirsty Thursday with the best girls ever. causing ham in nyc. usually the village is popping but lately we have been changing it up. i dont like to be thirsty but if i am water is amazing to help that issue. When thinking about water i think of my pool at home.
Thirst isn’t something you have, it’s a general feeling constantly. You thirst for more than liquid, you thirst for people, for love, for HIM. Be thirsty my friends. I don’t always drink but when I do I make it count.
thirst burned at the back of their throats 5 days wandering around the Simpson desert after their car had burned out without enough water to quench the americans burning desire for water.
Walking through the desert, not a person in sight. All my reserves have been depleted, and there is little hope of replenishing them any time soon. The only option left for me is to trudge on, step by step, until I find something to sustain me…or, failing that, until I perish and become a source of sustenance myself.
Water…I need it…it’s an urge…and I think it’s soon to be gone…at least in my mind…Sometimes justo to think about it makes me feel the worst death of all. Can’t Imagine anymore.
I just had this one! But again, I’m thinking of Sprite. I don’t understand why because I really don’t drink soda. Maybe it’s because my mom randomly bought a Sprite impersonator soda, and we never have soda in our house. Could be standing out. Water buffalo. ha ha ha. Okay I am done..and thirsty.
I am thirsty. I drink a lot of water, usually, but I haven’t dranken any recently. Dranken is not a word, I know. I know that because of the squiggly red line under it when I just wrote it… then again I knew that anyway. I am a journalism major, you know. But I can make up words, can’t I? Shakespeare certainly did. Duh. Everyone knows that. What if I’m the next Shakespeare? Nah…
I am thirsty right now as I write this. The word seems to have taken the moisture right out of my mouth and transported it someplace where everything quenching goes when the world dries up. I thirst for so many things. I thirst for water. I thirst for love. I thirst for vengeance on my cat sometimes, because we are in a love-hate-relationship.
Thirst, dehydration, liquid. Funny, how when Im thirsty i drink alcohol, but then that makes me dehydrated, so i drink more.. which then leads to me peeing, which in itself is another liquid. Its a nasty cycle. and this is not my best work.
I got some vodka in the cart,
and your girl is looking parched.
hit the middle like a dart,
when we’re playing in the dark.
I’m kinda in a rush, but I cannot brake or park.
now she’s asking me to flush, like a hand full of hearts.
the night is still early, and I’m finished with my part.
she told me that she’s thirsty, but I’m sorry that it’s tart.
I cant even imagine the taste of your kiss anymore,
the feeling of your sweat mixed into mine.
Your body is a desert to my thoughts.
Your skin pressed against mine is just a craved illusion,
as I continue to walk.
I am thirsty now. You know thirst isn’t only physical either. I am thirsty to hang out with people. Even though I hate everyone. But at the same time I don’t. I actually just want to be with one person right now – my girlfriend. But I can’t have that. She is a state away. Long-distance sucks. No one should ever have to go through it. I miss her.
Sleep. I thirst for sleep. It’s a thirst you kind of feel right behind your eyes. The pressure just builds and builds throughout the day and into the night. When you collapse into bed and the thirst is quenched it’s more blissful than a drink at any oasis.
Water is a way to quench thirst after a long, exhausting run. I have the biggest thirst and always cool off from a good drink. I live to run and need hydration. Thirst is the only downfall of a good workout.
i thirst for love. I thirst for enjoyment. i thirst for the word. i am thirsty always. I am thirsty for knowledge. I am thirsty for hope. i am thirsty for excitememt. I am thirsty for happiness. I am thirsty, so that this feeling will go away. I am thirsty for adventure, i am thirsty for a new dream.
AH! My throat, my mouth, my heart, my soul – they know this well. A parching ache, a longing, but more than that. Thirst is a sign – an indicator, that there must be water somewhere. You cannot thirst after something that doesn’t exist. Thirst is a drive then, the north star that guides, if you follow its lessons carefully it takes you to the oasis.
When I’m thirsty I like to drink Iced Tea. That’s coz it’s normally cool. I’ve heard that cold things don’t actually quench your thirst. But taste matters too right? I hardly drink any water, when I come to think of it. Haha, never mind. Writing about this is making me thirsty. Oh never mind.
I remember when loving God was an adventure. Like chasing after a legendary oasis in the desert, like following a star. I didn’t fret too much when I was younger over whether I was “doing it right”. I just followed, because the thirst for love and for God was too great – what happened?
She lay next to him in bed. It was nearly 4.am and she was restless. He lay there sleeping. His toned chest rising and falling softly with every breath. His arms were wrapped delicately around her. She loved him. But she was not in love with him. She wanted more. She longed to be filled up with love. She had to satisfy her hearts thirst.
This happens when you need something to drink. Starving children are extremely thirsty. It’s not a good feeling to have. You hate it. Thinking of starving children.
We thirst for many things. Water, money, knowledge, sex. I have always thought of thirst as the ultimate desire, you know? Something that you want more than life itself, or you think that you must have for life to continue. It’s like when you’ve been outside working in the hot sun for a long time. You can’t stop, but you are *dying* for a glass of ice cold water from inside the house. You finally drink it. Perfect, absolute bliss.
He walked in the desert. with the sand covering the insides of his lungs. taking up room in the crevices between his teeth. the sun baked his tan back as he sought shelter…one word on his lips along with the grit…thirst.
We thirst for many things. We thirst for water, knowledge, sex. Thirst has always been something that I’ve understood to mean extreme longing. When you are thirsty, all you want is that big, ice cold glass of water. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is better. You sip it down and the world becomes right again, even if nothing was correct before. It’s the ultimate longing.
Matt was thirsty. He thirsted for the beauty of music. He wanted to feel it rise up from his soul and pour out through his fingertips, bringing his guitar to life. He closed his eyes and bowed his head down towards the guitar, as if he was hearing it tell him a secret. His left hand traced up and down the neck, resting on certain chords. With the thumb of his right hand, he gently brushed against the strings. He was immersed in the sounds. After a few minutes of being lost in the music, he looked up out of the window of his bedroom, and the Arizona sunset reflected into his brown eyes. He cherished moments like this, where music and nature blended together to form a truly beautiful duet.
everlasting need want drink thirst delicious feeling full of something who knows what it could be something crazy but it isn’t usually insead it is often an experience that leaves one wishing for more
Water. That’s what the thirsty man whispers for. I thirst too, but not for water. I thirst for love. Love. Hear me whisper for it. Love. Can you hear the cry in my voice?
thisrt…ive got a thirst for something unusual… maybe not so unusual to the rest of the world, but for me it certainly is… i dont know what to do about it… its kinda driving me crazy everytime i think about it and it only makes me want it so much more… too bad that its gonna be another one of those unquenchable thirsts…
a longing for something that you don’t have. Water is only one kind of thing that fixes a single physiological thirst. People ache for things all of the time. Buddhists try and separate from feelings of thirst for anything.
thirst happens to your throat, and your soul. It feels very good to quench. Thirst can lead one to do drastic things, and might even
i think that the desert of life keeps us parched because the possibilities are endless and the walk is long. so long that we only think of the water, but we do not stop to search it but only hope to find it along the way.
thirst burned at the back of their throats, 5 days wandering around the Simpson desert after their car had burned out without enough water to quench the americans burning desire for water.
water beer and alcohol thirsty Thursday with the best girls ever. causing ham in nyc. usually the village is popping but lately we have been changing it up. i dont like to be thirsty but if i am water is amazing to help that issue. When thinking about water i think of my pool at home.
Thirst isn’t something you have, it’s a general feeling constantly. You thirst for more than liquid, you thirst for people, for love, for HIM. Be thirsty my friends. I don’t always drink but when I do I make it count.
thirst burned at the back of their throats 5 days wandering around the Simpson desert after their car had burned out without enough water to quench the americans burning desire for water.
Walking through the desert, not a person in sight. All my reserves have been depleted, and there is little hope of replenishing them any time soon. The only option left for me is to trudge on, step by step, until I find something to sustain me…or, failing that, until I perish and become a source of sustenance myself.
Water…I need it…it’s an urge…and I think it’s soon to be gone…at least in my mind…Sometimes justo to think about it makes me feel the worst death of all. Can’t Imagine anymore.
I just had this one! But again, I’m thinking of Sprite. I don’t understand why because I really don’t drink soda. Maybe it’s because my mom randomly bought a Sprite impersonator soda, and we never have soda in our house. Could be standing out. Water buffalo. ha ha ha. Okay I am done..and thirsty.
I am thirsty. I drink a lot of water, usually, but I haven’t dranken any recently. Dranken is not a word, I know. I know that because of the squiggly red line under it when I just wrote it… then again I knew that anyway. I am a journalism major, you know. But I can make up words, can’t I? Shakespeare certainly did. Duh. Everyone knows that. What if I’m the next Shakespeare? Nah…
I thirst for you. Your skin. Your kiss. Your touch. Without it for 3 days, I will not survive. Without you, I will not survive.
I am thirsty right now as I write this. The word seems to have taken the moisture right out of my mouth and transported it someplace where everything quenching goes when the world dries up. I thirst for so many things. I thirst for water. I thirst for love. I thirst for vengeance on my cat sometimes, because we are in a love-hate-relationship.
i am thirsty …should i quench my thirst? thirsty is what i am right now ..
Thirst, dehydration, liquid. Funny, how when Im thirsty i drink alcohol, but then that makes me dehydrated, so i drink more.. which then leads to me peeing, which in itself is another liquid. Its a nasty cycle. and this is not my best work.
drink lots of water, and it will shed light to your health.
I got some vodka in the cart,
and your girl is looking parched.
hit the middle like a dart,
when we’re playing in the dark.
I’m kinda in a rush, but I cannot brake or park.
now she’s asking me to flush, like a hand full of hearts.
the night is still early, and I’m finished with my part.
she told me that she’s thirsty, but I’m sorry that it’s tart.
I cant even imagine the taste of your kiss anymore,
the feeling of your sweat mixed into mine.
Your body is a desert to my thoughts.
Your skin pressed against mine is just a craved illusion,
as I continue to walk.
I am thirsty now. You know thirst isn’t only physical either. I am thirsty to hang out with people. Even though I hate everyone. But at the same time I don’t. I actually just want to be with one person right now – my girlfriend. But I can’t have that. She is a state away. Long-distance sucks. No one should ever have to go through it. I miss her.
Parched lips, dry tounge, throat screaming. Was this how it was always going to be? Was there no reprieve? Ever? Death took on a new appeal.
Sleep. I thirst for sleep. It’s a thirst you kind of feel right behind your eyes. The pressure just builds and builds throughout the day and into the night. When you collapse into bed and the thirst is quenched it’s more blissful than a drink at any oasis.
Water is a way to quench thirst after a long, exhausting run. I have the biggest thirst and always cool off from a good drink. I live to run and need hydration. Thirst is the only downfall of a good workout.
i thirst for love. I thirst for enjoyment. i thirst for the word. i am thirsty always. I am thirsty for knowledge. I am thirsty for hope. i am thirsty for excitememt. I am thirsty for happiness. I am thirsty, so that this feeling will go away. I am thirsty for adventure, i am thirsty for a new dream.
I thirst for you, I long for you
Quench my thirst, my longing
Be the juice to my life,
make things sweet.
Flavor each day
with both artificial flavoring,
and Splenda
for the Splenda of being together
with you,
is all I could ever want.
AH! My throat, my mouth, my heart, my soul – they know this well. A parching ache, a longing, but more than that. Thirst is a sign – an indicator, that there must be water somewhere. You cannot thirst after something that doesn’t exist. Thirst is a drive then, the north star that guides, if you follow its lessons carefully it takes you to the oasis.
hungry something you have water sweating beaches walks sports throwing up being drunk tea hot chocolate winter libraries hipsters sun
When I’m thirsty I like to drink Iced Tea. That’s coz it’s normally cool. I’ve heard that cold things don’t actually quench your thirst. But taste matters too right? I hardly drink any water, when I come to think of it. Haha, never mind. Writing about this is making me thirsty. Oh never mind.
I remember when loving God was an adventure. Like chasing after a legendary oasis in the desert, like following a star. I didn’t fret too much when I was younger over whether I was “doing it right”. I just followed, because the thirst for love and for God was too great – what happened?
She lay next to him in bed. It was nearly 4.am and she was restless. He lay there sleeping. His toned chest rising and falling softly with every breath. His arms were wrapped delicately around her. She loved him. But she was not in love with him. She wanted more. She longed to be filled up with love. She had to satisfy her hearts thirst.
the thirst to acquire the world is just too big. it was not eay but he had achieved it.
he was in a cave and the thirst was on the peak but he could not do anything as he could not find water.
thrist can kill a man
This happens when you need something to drink. Starving children are extremely thirsty. It’s not a good feeling to have. You hate it. Thinking of starving children.
We thirst for many things. Water, money, knowledge, sex. I have always thought of thirst as the ultimate desire, you know? Something that you want more than life itself, or you think that you must have for life to continue. It’s like when you’ve been outside working in the hot sun for a long time. You can’t stop, but you are *dying* for a glass of ice cold water from inside the house. You finally drink it. Perfect, absolute bliss.
He walked in the desert. with the sand covering the insides of his lungs. taking up room in the crevices between his teeth. the sun baked his tan back as he sought shelter…one word on his lips along with the grit…thirst.
Throat is too dry to speak even a word..
I long to have even a drop
So that maybe I could quench at least one word
“more”
Pour down upon my speechless tongue.
Can you see my throat which has torn?
Torn from lack of You.
Listen!
Listen to the lament of the dead!
Maybe one day I’ll be able to speak
To you.
Until that day
I’ll stay silent, and thirst for
what I had
And what I need.
We thirst for many things. We thirst for water, knowledge, sex. Thirst has always been something that I’ve understood to mean extreme longing. When you are thirsty, all you want is that big, ice cold glass of water. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is better. You sip it down and the world becomes right again, even if nothing was correct before. It’s the ultimate longing.
Matt was thirsty. He thirsted for the beauty of music. He wanted to feel it rise up from his soul and pour out through his fingertips, bringing his guitar to life. He closed his eyes and bowed his head down towards the guitar, as if he was hearing it tell him a secret. His left hand traced up and down the neck, resting on certain chords. With the thumb of his right hand, he gently brushed against the strings. He was immersed in the sounds. After a few minutes of being lost in the music, he looked up out of the window of his bedroom, and the Arizona sunset reflected into his brown eyes. He cherished moments like this, where music and nature blended together to form a truly beautiful duet.
A need. A want. A burning desire. A thirst of water, of life, of life.
everlasting need want drink thirst delicious feeling full of something who knows what it could be something crazy but it isn’t usually insead it is often an experience that leaves one wishing for more
Water. That’s what the thirsty man whispers for. I thirst too, but not for water. I thirst for love. Love. Hear me whisper for it. Love. Can you hear the cry in my voice?
thisrt…ive got a thirst for something unusual… maybe not so unusual to the rest of the world, but for me it certainly is… i dont know what to do about it… its kinda driving me crazy everytime i think about it and it only makes me want it so much more… too bad that its gonna be another one of those unquenchable thirsts…