i am wanting there to be a new word. i am wanting to know why the word wanting has been here for 3 or 4 days. please change to another word. i am wanting change.
it really sucks wanting to be loved when you love him so much and you simply do not know if he feels the same way and you cannot ask of it. this would possibly ruin what we allready have and i dont want to take that risk. ive all ready risked a lot letting myself fall in love with him knowing that he might not love me back. wanting. waiting.
All I was wanting was to find my career path. I just thought that if I was a cop or a CEO or a Vice President or anything I’d be happier. I’m not sure why, but mostly I think it had to do with money.
I am wanting right now to feel loved, and as hard as I try to walk away from what I know will hurt me in the end, I can’t seem to do it. Is it my fault if I continue to stay in a vicious circle?
want . wanting you. wanting me. wanting more than this. wanting what i cant have. wanting to figure things out. wanting to find you. wanting everything to fit together like a puzzle, for everything to go the way i hope. the way that God has planned. i just want to be happy. such a tall task.
i’d never want to be left wanting. Want is such an ugly word, it defines a person who has no needs. Do you WANT or do you NEED. If you need something that you only want, you’re being greedy. Want want want. I leave this space wanting by refusing to write about such a vulgar word
the wanting never ends; it goes on and on and even though the thing desired may change, that feeling of angst never quite leaves me. Why can’t we be happy with what we have now? Why are we always wanting?
wanting is something that you do without wanting to. something that you have no control of. something that can be beautiful and something that can cause immeasurable pain. wanting is life. life is wanting, things you can get and things you know you never will…but you still want them.
It’s all that keeps me going some days. Drive to gain more. Money, love, acceptance maybe. Or maybe something far less cliche, not quite so trite as that. Perhaps then, it’s just what selfish resolve remains in me. Since I have little else.
the act of needing something without an absolute necessity for said object. the yearning for something that may or may not benefit one person, but may satisfy in ways nothing else can if said desires are fulfilled. I dunno what else to write. blahblahablahakajdkjdks :) one minute over yet?
There’s a thing about wanting something you can never have, and it’s like cancer. It sleeps in you, and it grows, until one day you can’t ignore it any more but it’s too late. You can’t cure it. It’s already killed you now, and you just have to wait to stop breathing.
I started thinking I was wanting more, but in fact I was really just happy with what I had. She is an amazing woman. Yet sometimes I’m not happy. I think I sometimes only want what I can’t have. And that is not fair for her. She deserves so much better. I’ll learn to keep my wanting to a minimum.
sitting here wanting to be with someone who is hundreads of miles away. wanting them to be closer or to be closer to them. wanting to get in the car and just drive. wanting to be free to go.
wanting is relative to needing. wanting is the center of our reality. Needing is also relative. What we need…food,water,shelter- can all be provided to us by cannabis/hemp. Fucking masons…fuck Ben franklin.
As she stared at him from across the room, she almost felt like her heart could burst from her chest. The feeling was so incredibly strong that she couldn’t contain it. It was as if she were screaming inside of her head. Screaming for him.
I am wanting change, I am wanting kindess, success and understanding. I am wanting to be more of what you want me to be, more of a creator more of an optimist, more of life and living and love.
This wanting deep inside of me, does not let me think. It overwhelms me. It eats me up, one cell at a time. The tears the flow down my cheeks. They bring me to reality and remind me of the ugly life i lead. This morning I asked myself why this wanting is hurting me so much. The walls answered that it was all my fault.
now, shoes, fashion, life change, am i doing the right thing. I am not sure what I want or whether I am expressing wanting with the correct language, grammer and syntax.
Lusting after something without needing it. Like wishing for a silly little toy from a silly little store at the silly little age of six. Knowing that you can live without it. Just yearning, lusting, reaching for that one thing that you know doesn’t need to exist.
wanting is some that is really needed… if you want something and dont have it, your still alive… this site is crazy and i’ve never been here before maybe this can come in handy one day for free writing. So what the hell is the time on this thing? one minute? oh well, almost done…
I’ve been wanting this day forever, forever and ever and ever. For his lips on my own, that magical kiss. But when I saw him there, with her? This isn’t what I was wanting, suddenly. I didn’t want at all. . .
I want to go away. It is just a fear..no the fear that puts me there. The wanting is cheap, but with severe consequences…most times. Is there anything else that is just the same as it? I don’t know maybe a trip to the moon.
Wanting.
I am a job.
I need it.
I want a tattoo.
I want world peace.
I want.
Want
WANT!
I am selfish,
maybe you are too.
I hate this word.
It makes me feel like an ungrateful ass.
Reminds me of that one song…too lazy to say
which one.
love love love to be happy elisabeth is well 1348 ponce de eon ave 1348 ponce de leon ave 1348 ponce de eon ave 1348 ponce de leon ave i love elisabeth and she is welll
I was halfway through the 100yd breaststroke race during the NCAC conference swim meet my senior year of college and i realized I wasn’t going to win. I wanted more than anything in the world to go a 1:10 low, just as I had in the medley relay, and I could feel it wasn’t going to happen because I left it all in the pool after the relay. I hurt really bad, all over, but I wanted it so bad I couldn’t do anything but go go go until I couldn’t feel my legs and shoot for second place.
i want him so bad, yet will never have him. he’s only a friend. i don’t know whether to cry or smile because thats what we’ll always be. he’s my everything and im his…his…his ally. and thats it.
love craving somthing I want to go home …. I want alot of things …but can only get a few at a time
wanting, wanting, so much more. never enough. can’t go back. he’s never satisfied, and neither am i. he leaves me wanting.
i am wanting there to be a new word. i am wanting to know why the word wanting has been here for 3 or 4 days. please change to another word. i am wanting change.
it really sucks wanting to be loved when you love him so much and you simply do not know if he feels the same way and you cannot ask of it. this would possibly ruin what we allready have and i dont want to take that risk. ive all ready risked a lot letting myself fall in love with him knowing that he might not love me back. wanting. waiting.
I felt your wanting upon my skin, its pretty scary isn’t it. We want to have so many things, yet we’re not willing to give back
All I was wanting was to find my career path. I just thought that if I was a cop or a CEO or a Vice President or anything I’d be happier. I’m not sure why, but mostly I think it had to do with money.
I am wanting right now to feel loved, and as hard as I try to walk away from what I know will hurt me in the end, I can’t seem to do it. Is it my fault if I continue to stay in a vicious circle?
want . wanting you. wanting me. wanting more than this. wanting what i cant have. wanting to figure things out. wanting to find you. wanting everything to fit together like a puzzle, for everything to go the way i hope. the way that God has planned. i just want to be happy. such a tall task.
i’d never want to be left wanting. Want is such an ugly word, it defines a person who has no needs. Do you WANT or do you NEED. If you need something that you only want, you’re being greedy. Want want want. I leave this space wanting by refusing to write about such a vulgar word
i want to eat cake
i want to eat fish
i want you
i want it bad
i want peace
i want you to love me
i want to fuck you
wanted
the wanting never ends; it goes on and on and even though the thing desired may change, that feeling of angst never quite leaves me. Why can’t we be happy with what we have now? Why are we always wanting?
wanting is something that you do without wanting to. something that you have no control of. something that can be beautiful and something that can cause immeasurable pain. wanting is life. life is wanting, things you can get and things you know you never will…but you still want them.
It’s all that keeps me going some days. Drive to gain more. Money, love, acceptance maybe. Or maybe something far less cliche, not quite so trite as that. Perhaps then, it’s just what selfish resolve remains in me. Since I have little else.
the act of needing something without an absolute necessity for said object. the yearning for something that may or may not benefit one person, but may satisfy in ways nothing else can if said desires are fulfilled. I dunno what else to write. blahblahablahakajdkjdks :) one minute over yet?
we all want thing the most money money, the hootest person on earth I know i just want to be happy and spend one night not alone .
letting go of the wanting, the having fills the hole, the having spreads like poured chocolate
having has its privileges
There’s a thing about wanting something you can never have, and it’s like cancer. It sleeps in you, and it grows, until one day you can’t ignore it any more but it’s too late. You can’t cure it. It’s already killed you now, and you just have to wait to stop breathing.
I started thinking I was wanting more, but in fact I was really just happy with what I had. She is an amazing woman. Yet sometimes I’m not happy. I think I sometimes only want what I can’t have. And that is not fair for her. She deserves so much better. I’ll learn to keep my wanting to a minimum.
Undone, I am left wanting a new-age baptismal font. Aching for the innate.
desire.need.barriers…vain want. technology. power. stupidity.
sitting here wanting to be with someone who is hundreads of miles away. wanting them to be closer or to be closer to them. wanting to get in the car and just drive. wanting to be free to go.
wanting is relative to needing. wanting is the center of our reality. Needing is also relative. What we need…food,water,shelter- can all be provided to us by cannabis/hemp. Fucking masons…fuck Ben franklin.
All I can ever remember is the constant feel of wanting.
It seems to transfer itself from toys, to gadgets, to people, to happiness.
It’s like an insatiable hunger that you feel needs to be filled but never actually gets there.
Apparently the only remedy is self made but what’s the fucking recipie?
another thing you didnt have before and wishing it was with you
As she stared at him from across the room, she almost felt like her heart could burst from her chest. The feeling was so incredibly strong that she couldn’t contain it. It was as if she were screaming inside of her head. Screaming for him.
Here I am sitting here.
There you are just right over there.
So close yet so far away
our hearts wanting to be together
but our friends not anything alike.
You a jock of a simple nature
my a nerd of complex nature.
How our world’s collide
I am wanting change, I am wanting kindess, success and understanding. I am wanting to be more of what you want me to be, more of a creator more of an optimist, more of life and living and love.
want i want i want – no i need companionship and love not just want – its a gut wrenching heart stopping need that consumes me all the time
This wanting deep inside of me, does not let me think. It overwhelms me. It eats me up, one cell at a time. The tears the flow down my cheeks. They bring me to reality and remind me of the ugly life i lead. This morning I asked myself why this wanting is hurting me so much. The walls answered that it was all my fault.
now, shoes, fashion, life change, am i doing the right thing. I am not sure what I want or whether I am expressing wanting with the correct language, grammer and syntax.
Lusting after something without needing it. Like wishing for a silly little toy from a silly little store at the silly little age of six. Knowing that you can live without it. Just yearning, lusting, reaching for that one thing that you know doesn’t need to exist.
wanting is some that is really needed… if you want something and dont have it, your still alive… this site is crazy and i’ve never been here before maybe this can come in handy one day for free writing. So what the hell is the time on this thing? one minute? oh well, almost done…
I’ve been wanting this day forever, forever and ever and ever. For his lips on my own, that magical kiss. But when I saw him there, with her? This isn’t what I was wanting, suddenly. I didn’t want at all. . .
to be free not to feel guilty about what I am doing to be happy someone who wants me the same way I want them. not to hurt PQ’s feelings
Knowing whether or not we are making the right decision. I’m wanting to know, but so little time to decide. Hurricanes change course so quickly.
I want to go away. It is just a fear..no the fear that puts me there. The wanting is cheap, but with severe consequences…most times. Is there anything else that is just the same as it? I don’t know maybe a trip to the moon.
Wanting.
I am a job.
I need it.
I want a tattoo.
I want world peace.
I want.
Want
WANT!
I am selfish,
maybe you are too.
I hate this word.
It makes me feel like an ungrateful ass.
Reminds me of that one song…too lazy to say
which one.
love love love to be happy elisabeth is well 1348 ponce de eon ave 1348 ponce de leon ave 1348 ponce de eon ave 1348 ponce de leon ave i love elisabeth and she is welll
I was halfway through the 100yd breaststroke race during the NCAC conference swim meet my senior year of college and i realized I wasn’t going to win. I wanted more than anything in the world to go a 1:10 low, just as I had in the medley relay, and I could feel it wasn’t going to happen because I left it all in the pool after the relay. I hurt really bad, all over, but I wanted it so bad I couldn’t do anything but go go go until I couldn’t feel my legs and shoot for second place.
i want him so bad, yet will never have him. he’s only a friend. i don’t know whether to cry or smile because thats what we’ll always be. he’s my everything and im his…his…his ally. and thats it.