when? again when? when what? what are you asking? Marty kept repeating the questions unttil Madeleine clapped her hands over her ears, dropping the marbles from her hands, and ran out of the room, the colorful little spheres still clattering across the floor.
the bluebells sway
in the wind,
they are no longer flowers
or simple homes for bees,
or insects,
or you,
but instead,
soft bells that ring
like silver wedding bells
announcing the coming of happiness
for you.
when something happens, it just occurs in the reality of time, nothing that occurs doesn’t have a “when”, but something that will occur will have a “when”. When is more a matter of time than anything.
“When I was turned,” my sire muttered bitterly, “we didn’t have any of this fancy technology you kids have today.”
Sigh. “I know, sir. I’ve heard this all before. Every few years you complain about it…”
“Complain!? Oh, what would you know about complaining? You whiny kids these days. We didn’t have digital blood downloads! We had to HUNT for our prey! Uphill! In the sun! Both ways!”
When I was little I thought the world was simple. Now I know it is. Life moves in one direction, and no matter what happens during it, the end is the same for everyone. Live, laugh, love, but don’t forget that life is yours to make whatever you want of it.
When I look into your eyes I’m overcome with emotion. From the very beginning you breathed life into my soul. Yeah right….sappy I’m not and that had definite potential to go for the sap factor.
when did i go to see you
you were always here
i can never say why
i try
but i do
what did i do
to become black and blue
the bruise is always changing colours
from when it exists to
when
it no longer does
blue
or black
what colour will it be
when i show it to you
when i go to school picano picks my ass he is picano and se pica el ano with red crayolas. karlito is asking when am i slap her like a bitch does. vale is writing besides me about nectar
I cried when you left me.
It was a long night,
Hoping that you’d walk back through the door,
And knowing that you wouldn’t.
When were you going to tell me about her?
How long are you going to let me live this way?
Loving you, and hating myself,
Because for some reason I can’t make you happy.
when i was young when you were young when i was a young pup when i loved someone when you moved away when you found somebody else when i moved away when the time comes when i wanted ot be with you when
when fuck when. when is a word that is spoiled and self centered. when will when no longer matter?? when will we start asking How? and why? forget when, i wanna know how. there is the answer to when; any time we truly know how.
When will the answer find me? The answer to the question that I’m too afraid to ask. Or too unaware to phrase in a way that makes sense. When will the ebb and flow of my moods like the tide on the beach change to a consistent pattern that can be easily tracked and understood. When tell me when will things start to make sense again like they did when we were young.
when i was young, i used to play video games too much. my parents wouldn’t let me, and enrolled me in every sport imaginable. i now dislike both sports and video games for the most part. i don’t know why.
When will it be over? When will we start? When was that? When will we be done? When do you _____? Time. When. Measuring life with minutes, seconds and hours. When? Now. Then. Later.
When I woke up I realized I was lost.
Lost in ways I can’t explain.
When I woke up and took stock in my surroundings.
I realized shit happens,
When you party naked.
When will this all be over? I just want to get out already and be done with this. If only I could snap my fingers and have this thing just end. I want it to stop, I want it to be gone, so tell me when will I get that?
i think of you i smile to myself because i love you. i love being with you and spending time with you because you are my one and only love. your shelby, the girl i truly love with all of my heart.
When will the economy rebound?
When will I make my million dollars?
When will my house sell?
When will there be peace in the world?
When will aliens finally show themselves?
When did you get here?
When were you born?
When did your mom make that pb&j for you?
When did you first smoke pot?
When did you realize there was more to the world than your city?
When did you find out that you were adopted?
When did you get an infection?
when is a word that i don’t really use that often. Well, actually, i use it quite often. Example: When do i have to be at work? 5 o’clock today; until 7. not too bad i guess. i think i’ll eat something before i have to go.
when I grow up…when the sun comes out…when school is finished…when the weekend comes…when the commercial comes on…when I get my homework done…when I get married…when I graduate from college…when my grandkids are born…when my family gets along…when the cow jumps over the moon…
when is this day going to end? when is the rain going to stop falling? when am i going to finally leaeve the 99? when is the world going to end? When is Nelson gonna umm sorlyz is here.. when is that guy gonna realize THE SUN IS NOT OUT when is the shit gonna hit the fan?
why do anything when everything that matteres will be taken away eventually. The one question that matters above all else. and i can’t think of a good question. the only reason is the happiness of others, and of raising others who will live longer than you.
When I was little I liked to eat gum off the sidewalk. My father said maybe I shouldn’t eat so much of the gum, but I didn’t care. I would stuff it in my pocket, clean it and chew it later. Yum. Pretty gross to think about it now.
Best word for asking a question. Not only that, but it covers a whole lot of information. When could be a time, or a day, an event. It all depends on how you answer it.
when will we ever find our place in the world… how will we know when we’ve become the person that we were meant to be? when will we know when that one special someone has come our way? when will we change for the better? when will we know our true boundries? When?
when i was a kid i remember falling and breaking my arm, i was climbing a big dark green bush in the backyard at the time with Ian, mty little brother. We had fashioned swords out of bamboo and string and were setting up an ambush for the opposing forces advancing from down the block. As i climbed higher and higher i felt a branch snap below me, next thing i knew i was lying on my back, gasping for breath, with a sharp searing pain buring it’s way through my elbow and shoulder
One word is a concept that seems inconcevable to the human mind, we are constantly thinking of words in our heads and focusing on just one for an elongated period of time is something that is not easily done. THinking of one word brings on thoughts of other words and our mind just connects them all, so one word doesn’t make any since
when i was younger i used to belive that one day i would have a boyfriend. I thought that he would love me and we would have a crazy/beautuful realtionship,, little did i kno that i am 20 years old now and have never expreinced love.
when is where i am its something to do later. its a putting off prase, when i have money.
it is a sign that someone doesnt really mean what they say. it just talking.
when? again when? when what? what are you asking? Marty kept repeating the questions unttil Madeleine clapped her hands over her ears, dropping the marbles from her hands, and ran out of the room, the colorful little spheres still clattering across the floor.
the bluebells sway
in the wind,
they are no longer flowers
or simple homes for bees,
or insects,
or you,
but instead,
soft bells that ring
like silver wedding bells
announcing the coming of happiness
for you.
when something happens, it just occurs in the reality of time, nothing that occurs doesn’t have a “when”, but something that will occur will have a “when”. When is more a matter of time than anything.
“When I was turned,” my sire muttered bitterly, “we didn’t have any of this fancy technology you kids have today.”
Sigh. “I know, sir. I’ve heard this all before. Every few years you complain about it…”
“Complain!? Oh, what would you know about complaining? You whiny kids these days. We didn’t have digital blood downloads! We had to HUNT for our prey! Uphill! In the sun! Both ways!”
When I was little I thought the world was simple. Now I know it is. Life moves in one direction, and no matter what happens during it, the end is the same for everyone. Live, laugh, love, but don’t forget that life is yours to make whatever you want of it.
When I look into your eyes I’m overcome with emotion. From the very beginning you breathed life into my soul. Yeah right….sappy I’m not and that had definite potential to go for the sap factor.
when did i go to see you
you were always here
i can never say why
i try
but i do
what did i do
to become black and blue
the bruise is always changing colours
from when it exists to
when
it no longer does
blue
or black
what colour will it be
when i show it to you
when will. me. so im writin again, huh? i got a bronken face and a broken random word. so when will all be natural?
we´ll see in jerusalem next year, we´ll see in 2012, mommy
when i go to school picano picks my ass he is picano and se pica el ano with red crayolas. karlito is asking when am i slap her like a bitch does. vale is writing besides me about nectar
I cried when you left me.
It was a long night,
Hoping that you’d walk back through the door,
And knowing that you wouldn’t.
When were you going to tell me about her?
How long are you going to let me live this way?
Loving you, and hating myself,
Because for some reason I can’t make you happy.
when i was young when you were young when i was a young pup when i loved someone when you moved away when you found somebody else when i moved away when the time comes when i wanted ot be with you when
when fuck when. when is a word that is spoiled and self centered. when will when no longer matter?? when will we start asking How? and why? forget when, i wanna know how. there is the answer to when; any time we truly know how.
When will the answer find me? The answer to the question that I’m too afraid to ask. Or too unaware to phrase in a way that makes sense. When will the ebb and flow of my moods like the tide on the beach change to a consistent pattern that can be easily tracked and understood. When tell me when will things start to make sense again like they did when we were young.
when i was young, i used to play video games too much. my parents wouldn’t let me, and enrolled me in every sport imaginable. i now dislike both sports and video games for the most part. i don’t know why.
When will it be over? When will we start? When was that? When will we be done? When do you _____? Time. When. Measuring life with minutes, seconds and hours. When? Now. Then. Later.
skip the dip skip school skip soccer practice skipping in the lawn skipity dip dip skipidedoda skipidiay
When I woke up I realized I was lost.
Lost in ways I can’t explain.
When I woke up and took stock in my surroundings.
I realized shit happens,
When you party naked.
When will this all be over? I just want to get out already and be done with this. If only I could snap my fingers and have this thing just end. I want it to stop, I want it to be gone, so tell me when will I get that?
i think of you i smile to myself because i love you. i love being with you and spending time with you because you are my one and only love. your shelby, the girl i truly love with all of my heart.
That’s the ultimate question
When will the economy rebound?
When will I make my million dollars?
When will my house sell?
When will there be peace in the world?
When will aliens finally show themselves?
When did you get here?
When were you born?
When did your mom make that pb&j for you?
When did you first smoke pot?
When did you realize there was more to the world than your city?
When did you find out that you were adopted?
When did you get an infection?
when is a word that i don’t really use that often. Well, actually, i use it quite often. Example: When do i have to be at work? 5 o’clock today; until 7. not too bad i guess. i think i’ll eat something before i have to go.
when I grow up…when the sun comes out…when school is finished…when the weekend comes…when the commercial comes on…when I get my homework done…when I get married…when I graduate from college…when my grandkids are born…when my family gets along…when the cow jumps over the moon…
when is this day going to end? when is the rain going to stop falling? when am i going to finally leaeve the 99? when is the world going to end? When is Nelson gonna umm sorlyz is here.. when is that guy gonna realize THE SUN IS NOT OUT when is the shit gonna hit the fan?
why do anything when everything that matteres will be taken away eventually. The one question that matters above all else. and i can’t think of a good question. the only reason is the happiness of others, and of raising others who will live longer than you.
Why. Where. With whom? For how long. How. How much? When. Why?
I have no idea. Who does?
When I was little I liked to eat gum off the sidewalk. My father said maybe I shouldn’t eat so much of the gum, but I didn’t care. I would stuff it in my pocket, clean it and chew it later. Yum. Pretty gross to think about it now.
I dream of when I last saw you and when I might see you again but realize that “when” will never happen because you are gone. When will I get over it?
when will this all make sense?
When you touched me
i used to think
that i would die
of sheer pleasure
now it feels
like having somebody
put out
the fire
of my life
When was i so ignorant, so rash, to make such ludicrous choices?
I am twenty years older
than yesterday
Best word for asking a question. Not only that, but it covers a whole lot of information. When could be a time, or a day, an event. It all depends on how you answer it.
when will we ever find our place in the world… how will we know when we’ve become the person that we were meant to be? when will we know when that one special someone has come our way? when will we change for the better? when will we know our true boundries? When?
is the best time to improve your internet marketing?
when i was a kid i remember falling and breaking my arm, i was climbing a big dark green bush in the backyard at the time with Ian, mty little brother. We had fashioned swords out of bamboo and string and were setting up an ambush for the opposing forces advancing from down the block. As i climbed higher and higher i felt a branch snap below me, next thing i knew i was lying on my back, gasping for breath, with a sharp searing pain buring it’s way through my elbow and shoulder
when i see you my heart skips a beat. Baby i love you your the best in the world. Am gonna love you forever boo. I just want you to know that
One word is a concept that seems inconcevable to the human mind, we are constantly thinking of words in our heads and focusing on just one for an elongated period of time is something that is not easily done. THinking of one word brings on thoughts of other words and our mind just connects them all, so one word doesn’t make any since
When you get here, I’ll have something to talk about. Until then, you just sit tight and wait for me to speak. Or am I waiting for you to speak?
when i was younger i used to belive that one day i would have a boyfriend. I thought that he would love me and we would have a crazy/beautuful realtionship,, little did i kno that i am 20 years old now and have never expreinced love.
when is where i am its something to do later. its a putting off prase, when i have money.
it is a sign that someone doesnt really mean what they say. it just talking.
when I was a young lad, i used to kill brain cells in the summer heat by chokeing myself with my thumb and fore finger.