Why are we so much thirstier than we used to be? I remember growing up and walking everywhere summer days and nights and never needing a canteen. Now I newer leave home without a bottle of water. Where are we headed that thirst cannot be quenched?
and here we are again, she says to me, from the backseat of the car, buckle undone, braids undone. her nailpolish is melting off, she’s scraping it off, nail against nail. coins on the floor, here we are again, I know dear, I know, I’m sorry, but it’s too quiet, the music suffocating us, the dubstep, discotheque she craves
I just saw 127 hours, a movie about a men who gets stuck in a canyon with very little provisions. IN the movie I could the need we have for water. The man had halucinations, dreams and thought for water. Proving that thirst can be a worst punishment than drowning.
Dry and scratchy can never be comfortable. It’s even worse in the throat. All I wanted was water. I didn’t have to be cool, it really didn’t have to be super clean (altough the less toxic the better.)
man i fucking thisrt for fucking not revenge but forgiveness. I am a fucking desert right now. and i need your water, the life the life that you can give me. only you can fill me up as i am a vase a mere object
thirsty like a red hot summer’s love. you lie in bed with her, your skin rolled around the covers, and your mouth gapes open, waiting, expecting. will you receive it when the time comes? thirst is neverending
thirst for love. This is why I can’t forgive her. I miss her of course, but I was at least I thought reasonablebly happy before her. Now having experienced some semblance of pasion, I miss human companionship. I am torn though between expressing one physical passion, the desire for physical intimacy, and another the desire to be a woman. Damn her for abandoning me!!!
When I am thirsty I rarely go for water. I like to have something with some flavor in it. When I was a child I was not given water, I was usually given Juice. I give my own child water, and I notice that he likes water much more than I ever did.
i am thirsty for water, water is what makes the world go round. God provides this and nourishes me and my soul with water to make the thirst go away. Sometimes when im thirsty i like to drink water and even though some people dont have the money for water or anything to drink. I am very fortunate because i have clean water to drink all of the time and im not worried about where my next meal will be. God works in mysterious ways.
When someone is extremely in need of water. Your mouth is dry and you need a drink as soon as possible. Worst feeling in the world. You can die of it in a matter of days. Dehydration.
I really want a drink. coca-cola, probably, or some snapple. diet peach, please. my sister hates snapple, all snapple, but she drinks more diet coke than anyone I know. she leaves the bottles out, and it gets flat, so she opens a new one.
dry throat, lizard scale esophagus. not hunger but an all encompassing liquid want. a cold popping cola nowhere in sight. if only there was some H2O then i’d let go.
On days like these I get really thirsty. Not because it’s so hot outside, but because of my nervousness. Today is the day that I am finally revealing my feelings for him. I am going to kiss him, on the lips, and tell him that I love him more than a friend.
Durst. Die Hitze war unerträglich, James hatte schon lange nichts mehr getrunken. Der Wüstensand und die knallharte Sonne machten ihm zu schaffen, Wasser suchte er vergeblich. Durst. Er sah eine Oase. Riesengroß. Bloß eine Fata Morgana. Durst.
I was so parched I could feel the blood trickling down my throat, but of course it was just an illusion. What’s going on? I’m stuck in the middle of a desert with nothing to drink and posinous snakes and other spiders and lizards around. Why am I here? I don’t know. All I remember is being dropped off by some weird ranger dude.
Thirst. The jews felt it for 40 years in the desert. In africa they feel it everyday. Thirst. Perhaps metaphorical thirst. A thirst that comes from within, from your heart. A thirst for friendship. A thirst for love. A thirst for family. A thirst for success. A never ending thirst.
Thirst for the maddening screams of female
to abort and kill each one of them in a similar fashion
to be called out and betrayed.
This is the first real memory to peak out of a open
closet
embracing the darkness
definitely parched. thirsty for knowledge. thirsty for conversation. thirsty for eloquent prose. thirsty for listening. thirsty for laughter. thirsty for cherry 7up.
I am parched, here, stranded in this sea of red. Red as far as the eye can see. This red known to most as the great Sahara. Thirst- enough to kill a man. The feel of the earth cracked up in drought inside of yourself. But I am alone, and far from civilization. How I arrived here, God only knows. I have brought upon myself a most horrible and slow death.
quenching unable to be quenched water waterfall of life cup beer pong parties. that feeling like you want but can never have enough. insatiable. insatiable. drinking drinking drinking. water. h20. desperation. every cell in the body screams out. every cell is dry.
I drink, and I drink. I am not hungry in my head, so I drink, And drink and drink. I am empty, so I drink. I am full, so I drink. I can not stop drinking. I have to drink and drink and drink. I have to drink. To forget. To remember. To dance. To talk. I lay and drink.
being stuck in a desert would suck. You would be really thirsty. You need water to survive.. actually I guess you could live for a few days.. depending on the heat.. that would really suck. i don’t know what to write. I need some lemonade. that sounds delicious. Flowers need water to live. I should just stop, I’m just rambling on and on.
is wet
dry
tea
no good in the desert
is spelt funny
I don’t like it spelt like that
how else
is it wet?
or is it dry?
Why is there thirst?
To keep us alive
alive
water
drinking
I could go for a cold drink of water. Right out of the tap, not a bottle. I don’t need some silly “mountain spring” beverage in a plastic container. Our Brita filter has been expired for months now but we still use it. Carbon particles are good for you, right? It makes me crazy when my roommates leave it out on the counter overnight. I need COLD water, not overnight counter top room temperature water.
iced tea water and that slippery relief I feel with the first indrawn swallow so lovely so just right not sweet then in winter but only hot tea there’s a switch that goes off to make me want the hotter but oh how lovely “delicious is a drink of cold water when you’re very, very thirsty”
I am thirsty for travel. My tongue itches inside my mouth, my fingers tap silly rhythms across the keyboard and my soul chafes against it’s cage. I am tired of this, this trivial life. I thirst to make a difference, I thirst to change.
I thirst for your touch. The wrath It brings, the love. Everything. I could never tell why, but I do. There are so many things I want to tell you but i never will. I could never hope to. Youre my sun, my life. The warmth on my back, the pain in my ass, the ache in my heart.
Thirst for life. Thirst for love. We all have it. we all want that special water. That water of life of love. The one that will finally once and for all quench that thirst and give us moisture of our true selves.
Why are we so much thirstier than we used to be? I remember growing up and walking everywhere summer days and nights and never needing a canteen. Now I newer leave home without a bottle of water. Where are we headed that thirst cannot be quenched?
and here we are again, she says to me, from the backseat of the car, buckle undone, braids undone. her nailpolish is melting off, she’s scraping it off, nail against nail. coins on the floor, here we are again, I know dear, I know, I’m sorry, but it’s too quiet, the music suffocating us, the dubstep, discotheque she craves
I just saw 127 hours, a movie about a men who gets stuck in a canyon with very little provisions. IN the movie I could the need we have for water. The man had halucinations, dreams and thought for water. Proving that thirst can be a worst punishment than drowning.
im thirsty
Dry and scratchy can never be comfortable. It’s even worse in the throat. All I wanted was water. I didn’t have to be cool, it really didn’t have to be super clean (altough the less toxic the better.)
man i fucking thisrt for fucking not revenge but forgiveness. I am a fucking desert right now. and i need your water, the life the life that you can give me. only you can fill me up as i am a vase a mere object
thirsty like a red hot summer’s love. you lie in bed with her, your skin rolled around the covers, and your mouth gapes open, waiting, expecting. will you receive it when the time comes? thirst is neverending
thirst for love. This is why I can’t forgive her. I miss her of course, but I was at least I thought reasonablebly happy before her. Now having experienced some semblance of pasion, I miss human companionship. I am torn though between expressing one physical passion, the desire for physical intimacy, and another the desire to be a woman. Damn her for abandoning me!!!
When I am thirsty I rarely go for water. I like to have something with some flavor in it. When I was a child I was not given water, I was usually given Juice. I give my own child water, and I notice that he likes water much more than I ever did.
i am thirsty for water, water is what makes the world go round. God provides this and nourishes me and my soul with water to make the thirst go away. Sometimes when im thirsty i like to drink water and even though some people dont have the money for water or anything to drink. I am very fortunate because i have clean water to drink all of the time and im not worried about where my next meal will be. God works in mysterious ways.
water
drink
heavy, unhappy desire
hunger
love
want
long
yearn
thirsty
unhappy
pain
hurt
When someone is extremely in need of water. Your mouth is dry and you need a drink as soon as possible. Worst feeling in the world. You can die of it in a matter of days. Dehydration.
I really want a drink. coca-cola, probably, or some snapple. diet peach, please. my sister hates snapple, all snapple, but she drinks more diet coke than anyone I know. she leaves the bottles out, and it gets flat, so she opens a new one.
one can never quench it !
water
dog
human
cold
beer]
tool
butt
throat
pee
drink
soda
funny
thirsty
run
jog
game
lacrose
dry throat, lizard scale esophagus. not hunger but an all encompassing liquid want. a cold popping cola nowhere in sight. if only there was some H2O then i’d let go.
for days i walked in the desert and felt nothing but despair. Thirst is all I felt, my emotions crushed forever in ther searing heat. I am empty.
On days like these I get really thirsty. Not because it’s so hot outside, but because of my nervousness. Today is the day that I am finally revealing my feelings for him. I am going to kiss him, on the lips, and tell him that I love him more than a friend.
drink water working girl river need a drink gin beer wine throat dry skin purple
thirsty
tired lost hungry water wet dive down refresh done collapse sweat winner accept powerful power gold rich drive filled parched dry desert sand
Durst. Die Hitze war unerträglich, James hatte schon lange nichts mehr getrunken. Der Wüstensand und die knallharte Sonne machten ihm zu schaffen, Wasser suchte er vergeblich. Durst. Er sah eine Oase. Riesengroß. Bloß eine Fata Morgana. Durst.
I was so parched I could feel the blood trickling down my throat, but of course it was just an illusion. What’s going on? I’m stuck in the middle of a desert with nothing to drink and posinous snakes and other spiders and lizards around. Why am I here? I don’t know. All I remember is being dropped off by some weird ranger dude.
Thirst. The jews felt it for 40 years in the desert. In africa they feel it everyday. Thirst. Perhaps metaphorical thirst. A thirst that comes from within, from your heart. A thirst for friendship. A thirst for love. A thirst for family. A thirst for success. A never ending thirst.
I climbed to the top of the mountain, and had a thirst for the everlasting breathlessness that the scenery gave me.
Thirst for the maddening screams of female
to abort and kill each one of them in a similar fashion
to be called out and betrayed.
This is the first real memory to peak out of a open
closet
embracing the darkness
definitely parched. thirsty for knowledge. thirsty for conversation. thirsty for eloquent prose. thirsty for listening. thirsty for laughter. thirsty for cherry 7up.
I am parched, here, stranded in this sea of red. Red as far as the eye can see. This red known to most as the great Sahara. Thirst- enough to kill a man. The feel of the earth cracked up in drought inside of yourself. But I am alone, and far from civilization. How I arrived here, God only knows. I have brought upon myself a most horrible and slow death.
im going to find something to drink and drink all of it
quenching unable to be quenched water waterfall of life cup beer pong parties. that feeling like you want but can never have enough. insatiable. insatiable. drinking drinking drinking. water. h20. desperation. every cell in the body screams out. every cell is dry.
I drink, and I drink. I am not hungry in my head, so I drink, And drink and drink. I am empty, so I drink. I am full, so I drink. I can not stop drinking. I have to drink and drink and drink. I have to drink. To forget. To remember. To dance. To talk. I lay and drink.
being stuck in a desert would suck. You would be really thirsty. You need water to survive.. actually I guess you could live for a few days.. depending on the heat.. that would really suck. i don’t know what to write. I need some lemonade. that sounds delicious. Flowers need water to live. I should just stop, I’m just rambling on and on.
is wet
dry
tea
no good in the desert
is spelt funny
I don’t like it spelt like that
how else
is it wet?
or is it dry?
Why is there thirst?
To keep us alive
alive
water
drinking
I could go for a cold drink of water. Right out of the tap, not a bottle. I don’t need some silly “mountain spring” beverage in a plastic container. Our Brita filter has been expired for months now but we still use it. Carbon particles are good for you, right? It makes me crazy when my roommates leave it out on the counter overnight. I need COLD water, not overnight counter top room temperature water.
RAIN DROPS….
iced tea water and that slippery relief I feel with the first indrawn swallow so lovely so just right not sweet then in winter but only hot tea there’s a switch that goes off to make me want the hotter but oh how lovely “delicious is a drink of cold water when you’re very, very thirsty”
aching teeth swaying
thunder tearing throat
lip rusting yellow
tongue cracks like branches under weight of snow
I am thirsty for travel. My tongue itches inside my mouth, my fingers tap silly rhythms across the keyboard and my soul chafes against it’s cage. I am tired of this, this trivial life. I thirst to make a difference, I thirst to change.
I thirst for your touch. The wrath It brings, the love. Everything. I could never tell why, but I do. There are so many things I want to tell you but i never will. I could never hope to. Youre my sun, my life. The warmth on my back, the pain in my ass, the ache in my heart.
Thirst for life. Thirst for love. We all have it. we all want that special water. That water of life of love. The one that will finally once and for all quench that thirst and give us moisture of our true selves.