i’m wishing, (i’m wishing), for the one i love. to find me, (to find me), today, today. i’m hoping (i’m hoping), and i’m dreaming of, the nice things, (the nice things), he’ll say. (he’ll say.)
You wish for any things in this world. Fame, Money, Love. But no amount of wishing will ever get you what you want, what you need. To gain what you desire, you must be willing to put in the hard work required of you. And even then, sometimes, wishes remain ungranted.
Wishing that it wasn’t socially acceptable to despise people on their weight. That I wouldn’t be deemed worthless and embarrassing because I have hips. Do you really think that, because I have curves, I am lazy, unclean and unreliable?
I wish I could live anywhere in the world, just for a day. I wish I could travel with my bestfriend and spend everyday with him. I like to pretend that wishing on a shooting star would actually do something, but it’s only an old child’s dream. I wish I could get rid of this cough.
I’ve been wishing that I could have a break from this break from school that I’m on. It’s been hectic. ten days of 21 runs, and do you know what? We never get a break. Never. Broke my thumb and trashed my chin. But you know what? I wouldn’t wish for anything else.
11:11, its that time again. I always catch the clock at this time every night, and I always think of you. So, make your wish. I know what mine is. Just like the second time we ever hung out, and we layed under the stars that night. We saw six shooting stars in one night. It was the first time either of us had seen any. Just like that night, my wish was, is, always has been.. you. You’re my wish tonight.
I was wishing that we would have a white Christmas and wouldn’t you know it – we didn’t!! But the very next day, we got 2 feet of snow. It was wonderfully fabulous and gave us much joy in sledding and building forts.
A desire, sometimes vital, making days pass, as you actually live FOR something. Wishing brings hope. Therefore it can very well bring you down. But it’s still vital.
Wishing is a beautiful sentiment. You can wish for anything you want, and achieving it becomes a object of obsession. It’s not only wishing for those great things, but the small things too. Everything could be made perfect within your wish, and yet the reality will never be.
is something most people do but never put into effect. it gives them hope, gives them light, gives them exactly what they need when everything seems to be lost. its an art. its a gift. its the one thing everyone is capable of doing but most forget about or push aside.its a lost art, its what keeps us moving. its something to be acknowledged.
I blew all the tails from dandelion but no even that brought comfort.
And I spoke after I saw the shooting star, to no avail, now
I search for a genie in a bottle.
I’ve forgotten not even genie can bring love.
All i can do is wish….
I don’t believe in wishing, you can’t get what you want by hoping it will gall out of the sky. Wishing wells and wish bones provide people with false hope, if you want anything, go out there and get it, will yourself to do it, not wish
Everyone wishes to be happy. That is everyone’s one wish. The wish for happiness motivates all else and makes people act the way they do. People are constantly wishing for things in order to make themselves happy.
I wish that there was a miracle that would place the world into a scene of adventure and thought. Wishing is a well of possibility and opportunity. Through wishing we find our dreams are reality and hope is not dead. I wish all the time. Why don’t you?
I’m wishing I could have a better life, but then again, who isn’t? I wish my mother wasn’t sick, I wish I hadn’t taken a year off, I wish I have a happy new year, and most of all I’m wishing I find him soon.
Thorn scoffed and punched Thade, scowling at her brother the violent leader kicked him as well. “Wishing will get you no where. Stop being soft.” Thade looked up at her, his sad smile lost on her shadowed vision. “But it’s all I have left.” The sadness was clear in his voice and Thorn seemed to hesitate. For an instant, Thade felt Ragni, felt the innocence, then it pulled away as the monster scratched at him.”Fool.”
Birthday cake and candles.
A well and a penny or two
Love, not wanting to be alone
or wanting to stay in it
Hope
Wanting the best
Things to change or stay the same
You’re not meant to tell anyone about them
It’s kind of magical.
wishing. people wish for lots of things. many people wish for their lives to be a certain way and when their life doesn’t turn out that way, they become upset. the truth is, you might not know or be able to even conceive of what your life will be like in the future. the key is to wish, but don’t expect to know exactly how things are going to turn out.
I am wishing my imagination was in a better mood, I’d write a better text if it was, but not today, obviously, today I am boring, and thus here is the text.
I stood there looking at her face, watching her lying to me; watching her wishing it were the truth. But you know what they say about wishing and spitting in your hand. . .
It was the middle of the night when I woke up, unexpectedly. The first thing I did was shoot a glance at the clock. But all the numbers were fuzzy and hard to make out. I squinted, but that didn’t do anything for me. I sat up and walked over to my night stand. My glasses were sitting on top. I grabbed them and put them on. Ah, that’s better. Everything looked perfect. I glanced at the clock again. It was 11:13. I strolled over to my tall window. Pulling apart the curtain, I could see that the sky was cloudy and menacing. There was a handful of stars peeking out from behind the clouds. But no night’s first star. I sighed, slumping down onto the ground. No 11:11, no night’s first star. I had missed them both again. Now how was I supposed to wish for my friend to be okay? I had yet to hear from her for three days, and I was afraid. Afraid she would do something to hurt herself. And I needed to use up my wish to help her. Or else… I didn’t want to think about the alternatives. Maybe I could call her in the morning. But maybe, by then, it would be too late.
I’m wishing that I had a life worth living. The thirties are coming, what am I to do when everyone else is married with children while I sit alone, unaccomplished and forgotten? Life is about getting scarred, dirty, filled with anguish and ecstasy. Sitting and watching does nothing except build layer upon layer of regret.
I wish for cinnamon and cloves, for lavender and lilac, for sunshine glinting through the walls of floating bubbles, for morning light alighting the comforter my mother made me. I wish for that golden moment of delight.
I wish that I had a dog and well I mean I already have a dog so I guess I mean i wish i had an elephant. Also I wish that I had a boyfriend well not really i just reallyu like cuddling and you know cause i don’t want a relationship i know that for sure but who cares. I also really wish that somebody invites me to a party on new years cause i dont want to have one and i wish that i had more money but i acutally like my life so i don’t want to wish for anything bcecause my life is perfect how it is
I am always wishing for one thing: world peace. Every wish on birthdays, every wish when I throw coins in a wishing well is for world peace. It’s strange because it may never happen because humanity has fickle thoughts. The world is always in conflict, and peace is an abstract idea.
I’m tired of wishing, waiting. Tired of wishing for things to be different, tired of wishing I could be who I always thought I would be. Somehow I think time has made me fickle and I simply don’t have the patience to wish any more or to wait. So instead of wishing I spent time coming to grips with what I am.
Wishing oh wishing. That’s what I’ve been doing with my life, I’ve been wishing it away. Hoping, praying that someone will take it away, let me shake off this mortal coil. Maybe I read too much Shakespeare, maybe if my life was better I wouldn’t be prone to steal books and sell them for personal gain, for a way to make my life better. Being an urchin in the streets of London is a mantle no one wishes to bear, hiding day and night from the bobbies, trying to make money in ways as legal as possible, mostly resulting in theft and pickpocketing. No one chooses this life, we only wish to make it better.
Wishing for a better world, marriage, body, family, job, etcetera is often dismissed as a useless excercise. Nothing of value: a thing that wastes time and energy. But wishing acknowledges that there is more and better.
I’m wishing for a spark of hope. The same spark of hope that always comes eventually. But I’m also scared, because the spark always burns out after a while, and the result of that leaves me not knowing how to go on. And when I don’t know how to go on, I’m just going to do something I regret.
wishing and dreaming is something that is not only done by children but as adults as well. When one stops wishing they stop believing in the power of dreams.
I was wishing that I’d be done soon, and my wish came true!! As I checked my support site for the millionth time I saw that I was at 102%. It’s an awesome feeling!! I can finally uncross my fingers and use them for better things like typing this.
i’m wishing, (i’m wishing), for the one i love. to find me, (to find me), today, today. i’m hoping (i’m hoping), and i’m dreaming of, the nice things, (the nice things), he’ll say. (he’ll say.)
You wish for any things in this world. Fame, Money, Love. But no amount of wishing will ever get you what you want, what you need. To gain what you desire, you must be willing to put in the hard work required of you. And even then, sometimes, wishes remain ungranted.
Wishing that it wasn’t socially acceptable to despise people on their weight. That I wouldn’t be deemed worthless and embarrassing because I have hips. Do you really think that, because I have curves, I am lazy, unclean and unreliable?
I wish I could live anywhere in the world, just for a day. I wish I could travel with my bestfriend and spend everyday with him. I like to pretend that wishing on a shooting star would actually do something, but it’s only an old child’s dream. I wish I could get rid of this cough.
He said he wished that I’d act more like a Stepford wife.
“Be careful what you wish for,” I thought with a little bit of devilish glee.
I’ve been wishing that I could have a break from this break from school that I’m on. It’s been hectic. ten days of 21 runs, and do you know what? We never get a break. Never. Broke my thumb and trashed my chin. But you know what? I wouldn’t wish for anything else.
I don’t believe in wishing, just doing.
11:11, its that time again. I always catch the clock at this time every night, and I always think of you. So, make your wish. I know what mine is. Just like the second time we ever hung out, and we layed under the stars that night. We saw six shooting stars in one night. It was the first time either of us had seen any. Just like that night, my wish was, is, always has been.. you. You’re my wish tonight.
wanting more than what you already have.
I was wishing that we would have a white Christmas and wouldn’t you know it – we didn’t!! But the very next day, we got 2 feet of snow. It was wonderfully fabulous and gave us much joy in sledding and building forts.
A desire, sometimes vital, making days pass, as you actually live FOR something. Wishing brings hope. Therefore it can very well bring you down. But it’s still vital.
i wish to feel excitement in my life again.
Wishing is a beautiful sentiment. You can wish for anything you want, and achieving it becomes a object of obsession. It’s not only wishing for those great things, but the small things too. Everything could be made perfect within your wish, and yet the reality will never be.
is something most people do but never put into effect. it gives them hope, gives them light, gives them exactly what they need when everything seems to be lost. its an art. its a gift. its the one thing everyone is capable of doing but most forget about or push aside.its a lost art, its what keeps us moving. its something to be acknowledged.
I blew all the tails from dandelion but no even that brought comfort.
And I spoke after I saw the shooting star, to no avail, now
I search for a genie in a bottle.
I’ve forgotten not even genie can bring love.
All i can do is wish….
I don’t believe in wishing, you can’t get what you want by hoping it will gall out of the sky. Wishing wells and wish bones provide people with false hope, if you want anything, go out there and get it, will yourself to do it, not wish
Everyone wishes to be happy. That is everyone’s one wish. The wish for happiness motivates all else and makes people act the way they do. People are constantly wishing for things in order to make themselves happy.
I wish that there was a miracle that would place the world into a scene of adventure and thought. Wishing is a well of possibility and opportunity. Through wishing we find our dreams are reality and hope is not dead. I wish all the time. Why don’t you?
I’m wishing I could have a better life, but then again, who isn’t? I wish my mother wasn’t sick, I wish I hadn’t taken a year off, I wish I have a happy new year, and most of all I’m wishing I find him soon.
i miss you. i wish you were here.
Thorn scoffed and punched Thade, scowling at her brother the violent leader kicked him as well. “Wishing will get you no where. Stop being soft.” Thade looked up at her, his sad smile lost on her shadowed vision. “But it’s all I have left.” The sadness was clear in his voice and Thorn seemed to hesitate. For an instant, Thade felt Ragni, felt the innocence, then it pulled away as the monster scratched at him.”Fool.”
Birthday cake and candles.
A well and a penny or two
Love, not wanting to be alone
or wanting to stay in it
Hope
Wanting the best
Things to change or stay the same
You’re not meant to tell anyone about them
It’s kind of magical.
wishing. people wish for lots of things. many people wish for their lives to be a certain way and when their life doesn’t turn out that way, they become upset. the truth is, you might not know or be able to even conceive of what your life will be like in the future. the key is to wish, but don’t expect to know exactly how things are going to turn out.
I am wishing my imagination was in a better mood, I’d write a better text if it was, but not today, obviously, today I am boring, and thus here is the text.
Yawn!
I stood there looking at her face, watching her lying to me; watching her wishing it were the truth. But you know what they say about wishing and spitting in your hand. . .
It was the middle of the night when I woke up, unexpectedly. The first thing I did was shoot a glance at the clock. But all the numbers were fuzzy and hard to make out. I squinted, but that didn’t do anything for me. I sat up and walked over to my night stand. My glasses were sitting on top. I grabbed them and put them on. Ah, that’s better. Everything looked perfect. I glanced at the clock again. It was 11:13. I strolled over to my tall window. Pulling apart the curtain, I could see that the sky was cloudy and menacing. There was a handful of stars peeking out from behind the clouds. But no night’s first star. I sighed, slumping down onto the ground. No 11:11, no night’s first star. I had missed them both again. Now how was I supposed to wish for my friend to be okay? I had yet to hear from her for three days, and I was afraid. Afraid she would do something to hurt herself. And I needed to use up my wish to help her. Or else… I didn’t want to think about the alternatives. Maybe I could call her in the morning. But maybe, by then, it would be too late.
you were here. I were more. time was infinite. for things not left undone. yet to come. be mine. make me whole
I’m wishing that I had a life worth living. The thirties are coming, what am I to do when everyone else is married with children while I sit alone, unaccomplished and forgotten? Life is about getting scarred, dirty, filled with anguish and ecstasy. Sitting and watching does nothing except build layer upon layer of regret.
blue
me you
love time heart wise
fun life you you you you you you
emily
I wish for cinnamon and cloves, for lavender and lilac, for sunshine glinting through the walls of floating bubbles, for morning light alighting the comforter my mother made me. I wish for that golden moment of delight.
I wish that I had a dog and well I mean I already have a dog so I guess I mean i wish i had an elephant. Also I wish that I had a boyfriend well not really i just reallyu like cuddling and you know cause i don’t want a relationship i know that for sure but who cares. I also really wish that somebody invites me to a party on new years cause i dont want to have one and i wish that i had more money but i acutally like my life so i don’t want to wish for anything bcecause my life is perfect how it is
i wish i would stop wishing
for something new
all the time
for something new
all the time
for something
all time
for
time
I am always wishing for one thing: world peace. Every wish on birthdays, every wish when I throw coins in a wishing well is for world peace. It’s strange because it may never happen because humanity has fickle thoughts. The world is always in conflict, and peace is an abstract idea.
I’m tired of wishing, waiting. Tired of wishing for things to be different, tired of wishing I could be who I always thought I would be. Somehow I think time has made me fickle and I simply don’t have the patience to wish any more or to wait. So instead of wishing I spent time coming to grips with what I am.
Wishing oh wishing. That’s what I’ve been doing with my life, I’ve been wishing it away. Hoping, praying that someone will take it away, let me shake off this mortal coil. Maybe I read too much Shakespeare, maybe if my life was better I wouldn’t be prone to steal books and sell them for personal gain, for a way to make my life better. Being an urchin in the streets of London is a mantle no one wishes to bear, hiding day and night from the bobbies, trying to make money in ways as legal as possible, mostly resulting in theft and pickpocketing. No one chooses this life, we only wish to make it better.
Wishing for a better world, marriage, body, family, job, etcetera is often dismissed as a useless excercise. Nothing of value: a thing that wastes time and energy. But wishing acknowledges that there is more and better.
I’m wishing for a spark of hope. The same spark of hope that always comes eventually. But I’m also scared, because the spark always burns out after a while, and the result of that leaves me not knowing how to go on. And when I don’t know how to go on, I’m just going to do something I regret.
wishing and dreaming is something that is not only done by children but as adults as well. When one stops wishing they stop believing in the power of dreams.
I was wishing that I’d be done soon, and my wish came true!! As I checked my support site for the millionth time I saw that I was at 102%. It’s an awesome feeling!! I can finally uncross my fingers and use them for better things like typing this.
believing, hoping, stars in the sky, sometimes too much to think of.