the word well was derived from latin and it is used in many sentances,people can use this word when they are talking about anything, well i dont know what else to day, see what i mean? well that is all folks. maybe not, i dont know when this will end. maybe now
well…i dont really know what to say,
ive been feeling this for awhile now. maybe its all in my head but i dont know…maybe its real. my life has never been ordanary, of course ive never wanted it to be.
well i mean things have been interesting for the past few months. i think i finally found someone who can replace the void i’ve been feeling for some time now. i still do miss what i had with her, but i guess it just means she’ll always have a special place in my heart.
I’m doing well. I’ve got a hold on many things in my life and what I don’t have a hold on I’m dealing with. I feel like my life is going somewhere. I feel like I can deal with problems as they come to me because I am strong. I feel like I’m closer to fine.
There are alot of things that I do well, and there are alot of things I dont do well. I think I do well at being a friend, someone who can just listen, someone who’s there no matter what. I don’t do well at relationships, i don’t do well with heartbreak, and I don’t do well with loss.
empty. full, water, woman at the well, pulley system
well, well, jack and jill, wishes, flowers, bucket, hole in my bucket, good, fine, ok, doing well, well . . . . . hole ,bricks,
it was deep and damp, dark and depressing because she knew what had been lost down there, she knew what had happened. the well was located on abandoned property, so no one had heard them that night.
i’m not feeling at all well today, but i suppose that’s nothing new. i wake up every morning in a dizzying state of depression. i don’t know what i think i’m doing with this life, but i’m acting as though i get unlimited time. if i died tomorrow would the world really miss me?
I’ve been wanting to go somewhere for a long time. Its a feeling that wells up inside of me. IDK, sometimes when Im passing my final destination, something insode of me tells me to keep going.As if to bid me go and make a new adventure.
deep and can kill. lost in wells while parents search above in vein for the unbroken, whole body below. lives ruined depths plunged and a life giver becomes a life taker.
Rachel fell into the well on a Thursday. Her mother noticed that her place was empty at the dinner table that night, but didn’t worry much. Breakfast was much the same, since Rachel didn’t like eggs anyway.
I wish you well.
These are the thought I’d long to say.
If I weren’t so angry.
Bewildered.
Enraged and
confused.
Well,
I just wish.
Things would be as such. As hoped.
As well as I’d love for them to be.
Just…well….I’m not sure.
well i like soccer alot. its not so much the team aspect as more of the athletisism and speed. im fast but it doesnt seem like i am. i need to step up and win some headers. i know i can. i got that header over the kid in the picture.
morining afternoon serigio sergio health fitness food job career husband wife son daugher mirror i want to do well in life i wanna type faster my time is almost up i dont know what to write about…
well this is the same exact word that i got last time. well, i think that they should choose different words. well i wish that i wasn’t wasting my time. well i already did this. i really like mac and cheese. none of my thoughts are coherent i can’t write like everyone elses thing that i’ve read. i’m just stupid. nirvna. good band. i just thought of them again. ripped jeans. lefty. pencils. fuck the sats. that was fuckin dumb.
the ring girl came out of it and it scared the shit out of me for weeks. i had nightmares and couldn’t even leave my tv on because she came out of one in the movie. is no place sacred?
I wanted to feel the depths of the well, to surround my skin with the cold dampness of shadowed life lying in its depths. I wanted to know the fluid noise of the well’s stillness, to feel static and alive in its depths.
I wish my mother was well. I wish my father was well. I wish my brother and sisters were well. I especially wish my dog was well. He’s sick with something and he might not make it. If he’s better then well.. it’ll make my mom a little better. For the rest of them well…..
well. well is an alright word. i feel like its not as great of a word as good. i feel like good is better then well like if your feeling good i dont really know how to explain what im thinking but im trying to work on that. thats kind of why i do this. hm not a great day with it i guess, maybe because im high
the well is deep, water, well what do you know, i couldve been well the whole time. oh well. so many digressions, thank you for serving your time well. Look Lassie, Timmy fell down the well. Well, you better do something about it. Well won’t just well itself up and cry about it. Well, well well what do we have here.
well i was thinking the other day how weird it is taht worms alway drown in puddles.m always takign walks and finding them and try to save them its like genocide man. and i schased a bird once cause it hada worm in its mouth and i had to save it. Poor little wormies. i will save you.
Well, there is about nothing to write about well.
If you do not know well, what to write about well, then maybe you are not well and that is why you cannot write about well.
Well is also the not well, except in body of the counter of Not ill except in body.
But as well we might say, we may well say we are all well till we are not and not, not well till we are not ill.
And in the end all is well that ends well.
Well this is still on.
Below in the dark hollows, the well oozed with black, thick liquid. What was it? Where did it come from? And who was that mysterious woman standing by the well and looking down?
Well now, I can’t see down that well over there. The gray stones around it cover the opening of the well, and I’m squinting to catch a glance. The well is well-covered by obstructions…Well, damn.
I’m sitting here, staring down into this endless well of feeling and desperation, this well we call life. I wonder if you’ve ever taken a good look at it and if you have, I’d like to know what you’ve seen. It all seems so strange to me and I wonder if anyone can make sense of it.
jimmy fell down the well. lassie got upset so she grabbed a rope. Logan wasnt pleased so he made a joke out of the whole situation. we all laughed and ate tea bags by the well for the rest of the day. Unfortunately the tea was brown.
the word well was derived from latin and it is used in many sentances,people can use this word when they are talking about anything, well i dont know what else to day, see what i mean? well that is all folks. maybe not, i dont know when this will end. maybe now
well…i dont really know what to say,
ive been feeling this for awhile now. maybe its all in my head but i dont know…maybe its real. my life has never been ordanary, of course ive never wanted it to be.
well i mean things have been interesting for the past few months. i think i finally found someone who can replace the void i’ve been feeling for some time now. i still do miss what i had with her, but i guess it just means she’ll always have a special place in my heart.
I’m doing well. I’ve got a hold on many things in my life and what I don’t have a hold on I’m dealing with. I feel like my life is going somewhere. I feel like I can deal with problems as they come to me because I am strong. I feel like I’m closer to fine.
There are alot of things that I do well, and there are alot of things I dont do well. I think I do well at being a friend, someone who can just listen, someone who’s there no matter what. I don’t do well at relationships, i don’t do well with heartbreak, and I don’t do well with loss.
deep
feeling
water
WEEELLLLLLLL……
just a hole in the ground
empty. full, water, woman at the well, pulley system
well, well, jack and jill, wishes, flowers, bucket, hole in my bucket, good, fine, ok, doing well, well . . . . . hole ,bricks,
don’t fall in; you never know when it’ll end.
it was deep and damp, dark and depressing because she knew what had been lost down there, she knew what had happened. the well was located on abandoned property, so no one had heard them that night.
She said she was well. And at the best of times she could be. Her own life struggles caught her in a phase of her life in which she was not well.
i’m not feeling at all well today, but i suppose that’s nothing new. i wake up every morning in a dizzying state of depression. i don’t know what i think i’m doing with this life, but i’m acting as though i get unlimited time. if i died tomorrow would the world really miss me?
I’ve been wanting to go somewhere for a long time. Its a feeling that wells up inside of me. IDK, sometimes when Im passing my final destination, something insode of me tells me to keep going.As if to bid me go and make a new adventure.
deep and can kill. lost in wells while parents search above in vein for the unbroken, whole body below. lives ruined depths plunged and a life giver becomes a life taker.
Rachel fell into the well on a Thursday. Her mother noticed that her place was empty at the dinner table that night, but didn’t worry much. Breakfast was much the same, since Rachel didn’t like eggs anyway.
I wish you well.
These are the thought I’d long to say.
If I weren’t so angry.
Bewildered.
Enraged and
confused.
Well,
I just wish.
Things would be as such. As hoped.
As well as I’d love for them to be.
Just…well….I’m not sure.
Deep
Mysterious
life-giving
well today was a saturday and well it was rainy. despite the rain my day went pretty well. i even went to a well. well thats about it.
well i like soccer alot. its not so much the team aspect as more of the athletisism and speed. im fast but it doesnt seem like i am. i need to step up and win some headers. i know i can. i got that header over the kid in the picture.
morining afternoon serigio sergio health fitness food job career husband wife son daugher mirror i want to do well in life i wanna type faster my time is almost up i dont know what to write about…
well this is the same exact word that i got last time. well, i think that they should choose different words. well i wish that i wasn’t wasting my time. well i already did this. i really like mac and cheese. none of my thoughts are coherent i can’t write like everyone elses thing that i’ve read. i’m just stupid. nirvna. good band. i just thought of them again. ripped jeans. lefty. pencils. fuck the sats. that was fuckin dumb.
the ring girl came out of it and it scared the shit out of me for weeks. i had nightmares and couldn’t even leave my tv on because she came out of one in the movie. is no place sacred?
I wanted to feel the depths of the well, to surround my skin with the cold dampness of shadowed life lying in its depths. I wanted to know the fluid noise of the well’s stillness, to feel static and alive in its depths.
I wish my mother was well. I wish my father was well. I wish my brother and sisters were well. I especially wish my dog was well. He’s sick with something and he might not make it. If he’s better then well.. it’ll make my mom a little better. For the rest of them well…..
well. well is an alright word. i feel like its not as great of a word as good. i feel like good is better then well like if your feeling good i dont really know how to explain what im thinking but im trying to work on that. thats kind of why i do this. hm not a great day with it i guess, maybe because im high
the well is deep, water, well what do you know, i couldve been well the whole time. oh well. so many digressions, thank you for serving your time well. Look Lassie, Timmy fell down the well. Well, you better do something about it. Well won’t just well itself up and cry about it. Well, well well what do we have here.
fuck being well. I’m good and well sick of it.
And fuck the way that I start everything with it.
well, I’m done.
deep, pause, hmmm, good, not sick, content, wet, refreshing drink from , hope everyone there is —
i feel happy and healthy when im well some people mistake the word good for well. I hate that mistake.
“Well?” she laughed into his face.. “is that all you can comeup with?” “I just kissed you and you say well”
the man shyed away as the girl laughed at him. “i-i’m sorry…”
“don;t be… i love you any way…”
well, she said, the sunshine is capricious & falls through my fingers.
he handed her smooth stones & she said
she hadn’t thought to store it that way
well i was thinking the other day how weird it is taht worms alway drown in puddles.m always takign walks and finding them and try to save them its like genocide man. and i schased a bird once cause it hada worm in its mouth and i had to save it. Poor little wormies. i will save you.
Well, there is about nothing to write about well.
If you do not know well, what to write about well, then maybe you are not well and that is why you cannot write about well.
Well is also the not well, except in body of the counter of Not ill except in body.
But as well we might say, we may well say we are all well till we are not and not, not well till we are not ill.
And in the end all is well that ends well.
Well this is still on.
The well was filled with her shame. Her mistake. Though, most mistakes don’t scream and beg quite like this one.
Below in the dark hollows, the well oozed with black, thick liquid. What was it? Where did it come from? And who was that mysterious woman standing by the well and looking down?
Well now, I can’t see down that well over there. The gray stones around it cover the opening of the well, and I’m squinting to catch a glance. The well is well-covered by obstructions…Well, damn.
I’m sitting here, staring down into this endless well of feeling and desperation, this well we call life. I wonder if you’ve ever taken a good look at it and if you have, I’d like to know what you’ve seen. It all seems so strange to me and I wonder if anyone can make sense of it.
jimmy fell down the well. lassie got upset so she grabbed a rope. Logan wasnt pleased so he made a joke out of the whole situation. we all laughed and ate tea bags by the well for the rest of the day. Unfortunately the tea was brown.
Well, today is like any other day you get up, live, and then go back to bed. Oh well.
Well, it appears that the first word of this paragraph will begin with… Well.. “Well”.
Maybe the word “well” might be over used, but oh well.
well;
thats what he said after i told him i loved him.
well, im sorry darling.