have you ever wondered what it’s like to be somebody else? just for a moment, stop and think about it. you’d have different experiences, and you’d never know quite what it’s like to be you. but then you’d know exactly what it’s like to be another you, but that you isn’t you. confusing, isn’t it? sometimes i wonder how other people see me, if they think of me the same as i do.
when i was younger i wondered what it would be like to be in love. i guess now i know. and it’s more wonderful and beautiful and terrible and terrifying than i ever imagined it would be. i guess when you’re a kid you don’t know how it’s all gonna turn out because all you have to go by are the disney movies and your parents. and you don’t really know what your parents’ relationship is like because all they are is mum and dad. they’re not in love, they love you.
I wondered if I could stay up all night, if my body would physically allow it. I wasn’t tired but I wondered if my body was straining under the thoughts that were unspoken and the emotions never told. I wonder if those stars I was watching were really stars at all or just a glorious figment of my imagination. I wondered if you may be thinking the same thing as me, wondering what I am doing right at this hour in the night.
I wondered what could possibly go wrong. I wondered what could possible go right. I wondered if I would end up alone. I wondered if I would be happy. With all this wondering I think I forgot to live.
i often wonder. about what im doing, what im thinking, what im wearing, who cares about what im doing. wondering isnt always good. its stimulating but it makes you think too much, about the stupid things.
i always wondered how i can fly without making an effort and kill ppl on the fly .this is really wiered coz i am not thinking .what else can i type now about this word wwithout wondering about it . what a wonderfull day to wonder about wondered .
have you ever wondered if we all see colors differently? if your orange is my blue and my blue is your orange, and when i look at the ocean and you look at the ocean, you’re seeing what would be my orange?
i wonder if he likes me. i wonder how much he likes me, if he does in fact like me. i wonder how long he’ll like me. i wonder if he’ll like me when i’m sad or mad or furious. i wonder if he’ll get mad at me if i get mad at him about something dumb. i wonder if he thinks i’m beautiful. i wonder if he’ll always think i’m beautiful. i wonder if he cares how beautiful i am on the outside, as long as i’m beautiful on the inside.
There couldn’t be a word more honestly appropriate right now, as I sit and wonder what I’ll write about ‘wondered’, as I wonder what I’m doing writing about wondered, on the couch, with no job in sight. And I wonder what I’ll do today. Maybe I’ll get off it. Find some other frivolous way to pass time. Wouldn’t that be wonderful.
i have wondered the pros and cons of everything. the reasons behind living, behind death, behind every action i have witnessed. sometimes i have lost faith in wondering because it causes me such strife. but i have realized that had i not wondered my mind and my being would not be what it is, and i like what it is.
So many things to wonder about. So many things to be confused about and filled with the wonder of the world. If mankind had not first wondered then his greatest achievments would not have come to pass, together with his worst achievments.
I always wondered what went through your head in those moments before you decided to leave forever. What made you do it? What made you decide that this was the moment to leave and not say good-bye? I sit here and wonder every day and all I can do now is stand above you while you lie there in the midst of all the other dates and names.
I wondered about who I am. I came up with nothing. I wondered about my life and where I stoood. But I came up with nothing. So who am I really? Where do I fit in?
how i got this far….especially considering how much my family has been through…even myself personally…all the shit….how am i so strong? weird…and i don’t want to sound cocky…but yaa…it’s a lot to handle for most people.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a different person? I have. In fact, the very word, “wondered” has always baffled me. What exactly does it mean? Is it simply one’s thinking process, or does it go much, much deeper than that. Does it mean that whatever you want will be manifested in your dreams. I often wonder.
highland in woneder. Alice. Through the looking glass. How to amass. Alice sinclair. I wonder. How do you write. Must be drugs. However, will be remembered. Movies will remain after… Johnny Depp. The end.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like not to be you? I mean we all have this idea that we are human and faeries, vampires, witches etc are just out of story books. What if we knew different.
iwonder around and it was a really pretty day i thought about some beaustiful brids and a great icecream truck and some candy but i was full so it was hot and i couldnt control myself from eating the bird poo o n the stage of my life in towns of houses and people
i wonder why my heart cries
and where the river flows
i wonder when the wind blows
whether anybody knows
about my aching breaking heart
that sinks beneath the wave
of transcendental irrodescence
too wounded to be brave.
I sat in the near the glass door and wondered
As I looked up at the moon I felt blundered
Something’s not right
In this sky tonight
Who, tell me who, will start a new fight
I hope the answer is no one, I hope someone will shed light
She wondered, “why me? Why in this place? Why now?”
he said, “nothing ever can go how you plan. It the way of life”
“Then I shall die” she replied solemnly.
It doesn’t happen often enough. That wonder, that awe that used to capture your mind constantly when you were younger. Wonder can lead to knowledge, but when knowledge is attained without wonder– when the process is ignored for the outcome– then life becomes a little more pale. Don’t forget.
i wondered what this stumble upon thing would be like.. i think i might like it.. i dont know yet though. this game is hard. i dont like it
lol.ol.ol.ol almost out of time this makes me laugh
i like it
hehe
laughing
so funny
I wonder wonder wonder, what’s in a wonder ball. And what about the sky? Wonder what it’s made of? Or that bright butterfly flying by, so delicate and lovely. Hmm…I wonder.
The other day I wondered what life would be like without my boyfriend. I realized that it would be very different. Even though I love him, I also enjoyed being single. Like for instance, at this party, there was this really cute guy I used to have a huge crush on and we were alone in the pool and he was flirting and getting really close and putting his arm around me. That was my perfect opportunity, but I pushed him away because I love my boyfriend. It was hard, but I knew I had to. He gave me a promise ring for Valentine’s day and we really are perfect together, but I certainly have wondered what my life would be like right now if he had come into my life a few years down the road.Taken + College = difficult life. But he’s amazing and I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
what would it have been like to get to know you better. trees, waterfalls and bike adventures. you are wonder, wonderment and something that makes me wonder all the time. it’s a wonder you weren’t mine to begin with. all this wonder, wonder, wonderment.
i wondered why i wonder about the things that matter least in life. i wondered why my wondering takes up so much of my time, when i could be spending it using the brain cells to be productive. then i wondered some more.
Who wonders. I wonder. We all wonder. I wonder more. Nobody wonders like me. I wonder why. I wonder if that’s true. I’m always wondering of you. Are you of me?
I have always wondered about the future. What will I do, who will I be. But I realized that this is not the most important thing. I just have to be happy and live. And be peaceful.
Ever wondered what is going on around you? I mean really going on, not just on the surface. Ever wondered if you ever use your peripherals? I mean really use them. Ever wondered how narrow-sided you realistically are? It’s not a bad thing, just a real thing.
i am wondered by the fact that how complex we can all be when actually life is pretty simple and easy. and we realise this, only when we learn to let go off things/ people who matter to us, but are not with us. Learning to live in harmony with our own self is important.
have you ever wondered what it’s like to be somebody else? just for a moment, stop and think about it. you’d have different experiences, and you’d never know quite what it’s like to be you. but then you’d know exactly what it’s like to be another you, but that you isn’t you. confusing, isn’t it? sometimes i wonder how other people see me, if they think of me the same as i do.
when i was younger i wondered what it would be like to be in love. i guess now i know. and it’s more wonderful and beautiful and terrible and terrifying than i ever imagined it would be. i guess when you’re a kid you don’t know how it’s all gonna turn out because all you have to go by are the disney movies and your parents. and you don’t really know what your parents’ relationship is like because all they are is mum and dad. they’re not in love, they love you.
I wondered if I could stay up all night, if my body would physically allow it. I wasn’t tired but I wondered if my body was straining under the thoughts that were unspoken and the emotions never told. I wonder if those stars I was watching were really stars at all or just a glorious figment of my imagination. I wondered if you may be thinking the same thing as me, wondering what I am doing right at this hour in the night.
I wondered what could possibly go wrong. I wondered what could possible go right. I wondered if I would end up alone. I wondered if I would be happy. With all this wondering I think I forgot to live.
i often wonder. about what im doing, what im thinking, what im wearing, who cares about what im doing. wondering isnt always good. its stimulating but it makes you think too much, about the stupid things.
i always wondered how i can fly without making an effort and kill ppl on the fly .this is really wiered coz i am not thinking .what else can i type now about this word wwithout wondering about it . what a wonderfull day to wonder about wondered .
have you ever wondered if we all see colors differently? if your orange is my blue and my blue is your orange, and when i look at the ocean and you look at the ocean, you’re seeing what would be my orange?
I spend ages wondering about everything, wonderment is a wonderful thing.
hAVE YOU EVER WONDERED IF ANYONE ELSE HAS ever wondered the same as you?
i wonder if he likes me. i wonder how much he likes me, if he does in fact like me. i wonder how long he’ll like me. i wonder if he’ll like me when i’m sad or mad or furious. i wonder if he’ll get mad at me if i get mad at him about something dumb. i wonder if he thinks i’m beautiful. i wonder if he’ll always think i’m beautiful. i wonder if he cares how beautiful i am on the outside, as long as i’m beautiful on the inside.
There couldn’t be a word more honestly appropriate right now, as I sit and wonder what I’ll write about ‘wondered’, as I wonder what I’m doing writing about wondered, on the couch, with no job in sight. And I wonder what I’ll do today. Maybe I’ll get off it. Find some other frivolous way to pass time. Wouldn’t that be wonderful.
i have wondered the pros and cons of everything. the reasons behind living, behind death, behind every action i have witnessed. sometimes i have lost faith in wondering because it causes me such strife. but i have realized that had i not wondered my mind and my being would not be what it is, and i like what it is.
I’ve always wondered why we are living for? some said some words, but they actually didn’t know the reality too.
So many things to wonder about. So many things to be confused about and filled with the wonder of the world. If mankind had not first wondered then his greatest achievments would not have come to pass, together with his worst achievments.
psychological wandering
logical machete
slashing lying serpents
posing as vines
I always wondered what went through your head in those moments before you decided to leave forever. What made you do it? What made you decide that this was the moment to leave and not say good-bye? I sit here and wonder every day and all I can do now is stand above you while you lie there in the midst of all the other dates and names.
I wondered about who I am. I came up with nothing. I wondered about my life and where I stoood. But I came up with nothing. So who am I really? Where do I fit in?
I wondered if what we did was right. Should we be together? Should it be forever apart? Will our paths cross again. What would happen if they did?
how i got this far….especially considering how much my family has been through…even myself personally…all the shit….how am i so strong? weird…and i don’t want to sound cocky…but yaa…it’s a lot to handle for most people.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a different person? I have. In fact, the very word, “wondered” has always baffled me. What exactly does it mean? Is it simply one’s thinking process, or does it go much, much deeper than that. Does it mean that whatever you want will be manifested in your dreams. I often wonder.
out being free. doing new things. exploring the unknown.
highland in woneder. Alice. Through the looking glass. How to amass. Alice sinclair. I wonder. How do you write. Must be drugs. However, will be remembered. Movies will remain after… Johnny Depp. The end.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like not to be you? I mean we all have this idea that we are human and faeries, vampires, witches etc are just out of story books. What if we knew different.
iwonder around and it was a really pretty day i thought about some beaustiful brids and a great icecream truck and some candy but i was full so it was hot and i couldnt control myself from eating the bird poo o n the stage of my life in towns of houses and people
i wonder why my heart cries
and where the river flows
i wonder when the wind blows
whether anybody knows
about my aching breaking heart
that sinks beneath the wave
of transcendental irrodescence
too wounded to be brave.
I sat in the near the glass door and wondered
As I looked up at the moon I felt blundered
Something’s not right
In this sky tonight
Who, tell me who, will start a new fight
I hope the answer is no one, I hope someone will shed light
Wunder…
wundern…
ich wunderte mich über Wunder?!
ich wunderte mich wie
ich wunderte mich warum
ich fragte nach dem Grund
ich wunderte mich über die Antwort
She wondered, “why me? Why in this place? Why now?”
he said, “nothing ever can go how you plan. It the way of life”
“Then I shall die” she replied solemnly.
it was the first day of the rest of my life.. and i wondered – how do i make this different?
It doesn’t happen often enough. That wonder, that awe that used to capture your mind constantly when you were younger. Wonder can lead to knowledge, but when knowledge is attained without wonder– when the process is ignored for the outcome– then life becomes a little more pale. Don’t forget.
I wondered why nathan hadn’t tried to contact me in a couple of days… we are friends.
I wondered why I simply broke out crying today for no reason.
I wondered why I am alone.
i wondered what this stumble upon thing would be like.. i think i might like it.. i dont know yet though. this game is hard. i dont like it
lol.ol.ol.ol almost out of time this makes me laugh
i like it
hehe
laughing
so funny
I wonder wonder wonder, what’s in a wonder ball. And what about the sky? Wonder what it’s made of? Or that bright butterfly flying by, so delicate and lovely. Hmm…I wonder.
The other day I wondered what life would be like without my boyfriend. I realized that it would be very different. Even though I love him, I also enjoyed being single. Like for instance, at this party, there was this really cute guy I used to have a huge crush on and we were alone in the pool and he was flirting and getting really close and putting his arm around me. That was my perfect opportunity, but I pushed him away because I love my boyfriend. It was hard, but I knew I had to. He gave me a promise ring for Valentine’s day and we really are perfect together, but I certainly have wondered what my life would be like right now if he had come into my life a few years down the road.Taken + College = difficult life. But he’s amazing and I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
Oh, how I wondered. Five impossible things before breakfast! What will they be today?
what would it have been like to get to know you better. trees, waterfalls and bike adventures. you are wonder, wonderment and something that makes me wonder all the time. it’s a wonder you weren’t mine to begin with. all this wonder, wonder, wonderment.
i wondered why i wonder about the things that matter least in life. i wondered why my wondering takes up so much of my time, when i could be spending it using the brain cells to be productive. then i wondered some more.
Who wonders. I wonder. We all wonder. I wonder more. Nobody wonders like me. I wonder why. I wonder if that’s true. I’m always wondering of you. Are you of me?
I have always wondered about the future. What will I do, who will I be. But I realized that this is not the most important thing. I just have to be happy and live. And be peaceful.
Ever wondered what is going on around you? I mean really going on, not just on the surface. Ever wondered if you ever use your peripherals? I mean really use them. Ever wondered how narrow-sided you realistically are? It’s not a bad thing, just a real thing.
i am wondered by the fact that how complex we can all be when actually life is pretty simple and easy. and we realise this, only when we learn to let go off things/ people who matter to us, but are not with us. Learning to live in harmony with our own self is important.