I wondered who the real warden of the jail of my mind was. When had I become so bound by my obligations that I couldn’t even do what I wanted? When did the chains around my wrists become so tight that I began to bleed? When did the rope around my mouth tighten so much that I couldn’t speak? I always thought it was her, locking me away, her stopping me. But it never was. It was always me. Me, and my desperate attempts to keep her and the rest of the world afloat. Me, always using myself as a life jacket and plunging into the cold waters with the ones I love. I keep myself prisoner, locking myself away to avoid the harsh retributions of guilt and worry. I lock myself up with those punishments, I tie myself down, to hold them all up.
wonderbread. the wonderul world that was wso whimsical with alice and her cat. i think winter wonderland with the counrtry singers and theire guutiars whooing their significant partner. in teir boots and value village like sweaters.. it look warm when its cold
i wondered what he thought. what he’s thinking. does he love me. i dont know. i wondered if we were meant to be. i wondered if he still thinks about me. i wonder if he loves me. i wonder is he’s lying. i wonder if…oh nevermind
thought about, never tried, should have, past. I think about it but never regret it. tried many things, made many mistakes, wouldnt change anything. it is what it is and always will be.
have i ever wondered about the meaning of life? simply put yes i have it s one of those great philosophical questions that makes me wonder and question everything i’ve ever been told life as i know it is questioned. simply wondering is what brings hope and courage
wonder is curiousity.
wonder is power
wonder is freedom
wonder is important to man kind to exist and survive
and thats all she wrote
I often wondered when…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… and then it happened
I wondered how i could ever achieve all i wished to could achieve
i’ve wondered why there is so much hate in the world
I’ve wondered why i am the way i am
and why everyone else is not
ive wondered why there is sadness
I wonder why i feel so strongly
too strongly
wonder is a fabulous thing
keep curiosity alive
I wondered, as I watched, what it would be like to be him. Exhausting. Tiring. Devoted. But that feeling, to move with the music, to be graceful and soaring and expressive and finally to be applauded, to have people wish they were you, even when you’re just an average looking 14 year old boy who really knows how to dance….
and I thought to myself, where is your talent? Your passion? For shame.
i wondered why i was alone in the world it scared me but i accepted the fact like the girl in Alice in Wonderland she wondered the entire time she was there but she still went with it because thats what we do in life we just wonder, no one really knows why we’re here we just are and thats the beauty of it all. i wondered yesterday what it would be like to die and i wondered what happens after that and i realized i dont have an answer but that didnt bother me because thats life, we dont always have answerss
wondering about time oh wondering can only achieve thoughts. But thoughts are valuable excerpts from our minds. They mean a lot contrary to philistine belief.
I’ve always wondered what it would be like to do something spontaneous, something just for myself. Yet every time I want to do something out of the box, something holds me back. I wonder if one day I’ll be able to do something for me.
II wondered where my life would lead me now. It seems that on this trail there have beenmany departures and very few arrivals. Those who joined never stayed long, but those who have been with me from the start have yet to leave my side.
Everything I’ve every wondered I couldn’t even imagine. I wondered what would happen now. I wondered what had happened to my family I wondered about everything I didn’t know and maybe that was my problem I was too focused on that.
i wonder why things are the way they are, why is wondered spelle the way it si, why is the world round, why are there so many trees, why are people polluting the Earth, why is the Earth slowly dieing?
i wonder why he still wants me, after all the fighting and crying and the mess i make of everything. i wonder why he tells he my i’m beautiful at my least attractive moment. i’m wondering why he’s always there for me, even when i push him away. yet i never wonder if he loves me; he tells me that every day.
i wonder about a lot of things and lately i have started to wonder how things work. Like i need to think about this more and be more curious and WONDER more!! This should make be more intelligent I think and It would also help me understand things alot better.
i’m wondering about the color red. its bright and rich, the color of passion. at the same time, its the color of apples, a fruit sweet and delicious. red like the dying roses on my desk, graceful and perfect and majestic
I don’t know about you guys but i have always wondered about the meaning of life, why are we here? Is there really a point to our existence or is the meaning of life that we are destined never to learn that exact answer? Is this life a lesson in being comfortable with the unknown?
I fucking wondered. About everything. About nothing. About the universe and everything and life and fucking GALAXIES. I decided it’s all a bunch of fucking nonsense. Nonsense that we’re convinced means everything in the world because it’s OUR world. But it’s nothing! No one means anything.
i wondered about a lot of things, i’m not sure what it was but i feel like i am always wondering about this and that, and how things work. that’s mostly what i wonder about…it’s how things work because a lot of times i question how we got here and what how we came to be because i really don’t understand. i also wonder what my life will be like
I wondered what would come of my life when i was young, it turn out mommy hood was just the right thing for me. I love my son to death now I wonder who he will become in his life.
i wondered lonely as a cloud
i didnt understand life so i just wondered
wondering is an important part of life
he wondered as he walked along
wonderment is the best kind of confusion
i
Because that’s not my problem, I thought. Not really, anyway. He was the one who had brought it all up to begin with and all I could think of… was it jealousy? I mean, really? He had a funny way of showing it. We’d known each other for so long and all I could wonder was if he loved me in that funny way of his.
Have you ever just taken a minute and thought about how your mind operates? how it controls everything. About how you’re just 1 in a sea of billions? it’s really quite miraculous. Stop for a minute and think. you won’t regret it. I promise
Ive always wondered what lifes all about, wondered about how far ahead am i gonna go, wondered how my future is gonna look like in 5, 10 or 15 years. I wonder, am i gonna still be dating my awesome boyfriend, i sonder if im still going to hang out with my best friends, will i still be stuck in this mexican city? I wonder a lot
I had wondered how & who & what I was & could be. I have learned that I will never know, I will constantly be wondering & learning, & discovering myself, & that is okay. It is alright that “finding yourself” isn’t a one time thing, it is never ending, it’s life.
I wondered about my decision. I know it was the right one. Would it change our relationship. I don’t think so, other than to make it stronger. It shows I respect his feelings. It shows I am able to compromise. It should make us stronger. I am not sorry I made it.
i wonder how red its going to be. a shade of scarlet or closer to cherry-blossom pink. oh snap i just realized this word says wondered not wonder-red. crap, sometimes i wonder how i get through life. i wonder where i’ll be tomorrow just like i wandered where i’d be today.
He wondered and considered and pondered every single slight intricacy of the titanic universal machine that ground away all around him. Of all the questions that wound their way around his brain, the one that constricted him with the most force was whether he was simply an observer to the whole thing, or an active part?
Have you ever wondered how we live? like our mind, sight, taste. just stop for 5 minutes and think. think of how miraculous it actually is. Nothing short of a modern marvel, the mind is Simply incredible.
I often wondered, when I looked at the profile of her perfectly brilliant face as she gazed out the back window, “Why did she choose me?” I am not nearly as perfectly brilliant as she.
I once wondered what it would be like in my Wonderland. It would be magnificent if it could be like Alice’s, but I’m not that imaginative. I want to slay the jabberwolky…
I wondered what he was thinking about when he hit the ground. Was he thinking “I’m going to die?” or “Don’t show how much it really hurts.”
Was he wondering if he was going to be the talk of the school?
Did he wonder what they were going to do to him.
i wondered once who i was but i think i am slowly finding out. I think it will be a while before i truly know. I sort of hope i never really know. that would be no fun at all, would it? I think getting to know other people is better.
i wondered what word would appear above the screen and as i wondered i discovered that it was one word that i had seen before and as i pondered this one word i wondered where is came from and then i thought about dinosaurs and volcanoes and shit like that because those are all one words that i’ve wondered about.
I wondered who the real warden of the jail of my mind was. When had I become so bound by my obligations that I couldn’t even do what I wanted? When did the chains around my wrists become so tight that I began to bleed? When did the rope around my mouth tighten so much that I couldn’t speak? I always thought it was her, locking me away, her stopping me. But it never was. It was always me. Me, and my desperate attempts to keep her and the rest of the world afloat. Me, always using myself as a life jacket and plunging into the cold waters with the ones I love. I keep myself prisoner, locking myself away to avoid the harsh retributions of guilt and worry. I lock myself up with those punishments, I tie myself down, to hold them all up.
wonderbread. the wonderul world that was wso whimsical with alice and her cat. i think winter wonderland with the counrtry singers and theire guutiars whooing their significant partner. in teir boots and value village like sweaters.. it look warm when its cold
i wondered what he thought. what he’s thinking. does he love me. i dont know. i wondered if we were meant to be. i wondered if he still thinks about me. i wonder if he loves me. i wonder is he’s lying. i wonder if…oh nevermind
wondered if I will ever be happy again, back to myself
thought about, never tried, should have, past. I think about it but never regret it. tried many things, made many mistakes, wouldnt change anything. it is what it is and always will be.
have i ever wondered about the meaning of life? simply put yes i have it s one of those great philosophical questions that makes me wonder and question everything i’ve ever been told life as i know it is questioned. simply wondering is what brings hope and courage
wonder is curiousity.
wonder is power
wonder is freedom
wonder is important to man kind to exist and survive
and thats all she wrote
I often wondered when…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… and then it happened
I wondered how i could ever achieve all i wished to could achieve
i’ve wondered why there is so much hate in the world
I’ve wondered why i am the way i am
and why everyone else is not
ive wondered why there is sadness
I wonder why i feel so strongly
too strongly
wonder is a fabulous thing
keep curiosity alive
I wondered, as I watched, what it would be like to be him. Exhausting. Tiring. Devoted. But that feeling, to move with the music, to be graceful and soaring and expressive and finally to be applauded, to have people wish they were you, even when you’re just an average looking 14 year old boy who really knows how to dance….
and I thought to myself, where is your talent? Your passion? For shame.
i wondered why i was alone in the world it scared me but i accepted the fact like the girl in Alice in Wonderland she wondered the entire time she was there but she still went with it because thats what we do in life we just wonder, no one really knows why we’re here we just are and thats the beauty of it all. i wondered yesterday what it would be like to die and i wondered what happens after that and i realized i dont have an answer but that didnt bother me because thats life, we dont always have answerss
wondering about time oh wondering can only achieve thoughts. But thoughts are valuable excerpts from our minds. They mean a lot contrary to philistine belief.
I wondered why are you so beautiful?
I’ve always wondered what it would be like to do something spontaneous, something just for myself. Yet every time I want to do something out of the box, something holds me back. I wonder if one day I’ll be able to do something for me.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like if we were together? Distance separates us until time unites us.
II wondered where my life would lead me now. It seems that on this trail there have beenmany departures and very few arrivals. Those who joined never stayed long, but those who have been with me from the start have yet to leave my side.
Everything I’ve every wondered I couldn’t even imagine. I wondered what would happen now. I wondered what had happened to my family I wondered about everything I didn’t know and maybe that was my problem I was too focused on that.
i wonder why things are the way they are, why is wondered spelle the way it si, why is the world round, why are there so many trees, why are people polluting the Earth, why is the Earth slowly dieing?
i wonder why he still wants me, after all the fighting and crying and the mess i make of everything. i wonder why he tells he my i’m beautiful at my least attractive moment. i’m wondering why he’s always there for me, even when i push him away. yet i never wonder if he loves me; he tells me that every day.
i wonder about a lot of things and lately i have started to wonder how things work. Like i need to think about this more and be more curious and WONDER more!! This should make be more intelligent I think and It would also help me understand things alot better.
i’m wondering about the color red. its bright and rich, the color of passion. at the same time, its the color of apples, a fruit sweet and delicious. red like the dying roses on my desk, graceful and perfect and majestic
I don’t know about you guys but i have always wondered about the meaning of life, why are we here? Is there really a point to our existence or is the meaning of life that we are destined never to learn that exact answer? Is this life a lesson in being comfortable with the unknown?
I fucking wondered. About everything. About nothing. About the universe and everything and life and fucking GALAXIES. I decided it’s all a bunch of fucking nonsense. Nonsense that we’re convinced means everything in the world because it’s OUR world. But it’s nothing! No one means anything.
i wondered about a lot of things, i’m not sure what it was but i feel like i am always wondering about this and that, and how things work. that’s mostly what i wonder about…it’s how things work because a lot of times i question how we got here and what how we came to be because i really don’t understand. i also wonder what my life will be like
I wondered what would come of my life when i was young, it turn out mommy hood was just the right thing for me. I love my son to death now I wonder who he will become in his life.
To think about, to desire. That “what if?” Thought about, dreamed. Has been. On your mind.
i wondered lonely as a cloud
i didnt understand life so i just wondered
wondering is an important part of life
he wondered as he walked along
wonderment is the best kind of confusion
i
Because that’s not my problem, I thought. Not really, anyway. He was the one who had brought it all up to begin with and all I could think of… was it jealousy? I mean, really? He had a funny way of showing it. We’d known each other for so long and all I could wonder was if he loved me in that funny way of his.
Have you ever just taken a minute and thought about how your mind operates? how it controls everything. About how you’re just 1 in a sea of billions? it’s really quite miraculous. Stop for a minute and think. you won’t regret it. I promise
Ive always wondered what lifes all about, wondered about how far ahead am i gonna go, wondered how my future is gonna look like in 5, 10 or 15 years. I wonder, am i gonna still be dating my awesome boyfriend, i sonder if im still going to hang out with my best friends, will i still be stuck in this mexican city? I wonder a lot
I had wondered how & who & what I was & could be. I have learned that I will never know, I will constantly be wondering & learning, & discovering myself, & that is okay. It is alright that “finding yourself” isn’t a one time thing, it is never ending, it’s life.
Wonderbread,
wonder land,
I wonder if they have wonderbread in wonderland? Would it just be called bread there? I wonder…..
I wondered about my decision. I know it was the right one. Would it change our relationship. I don’t think so, other than to make it stronger. It shows I respect his feelings. It shows I am able to compromise. It should make us stronger. I am not sorry I made it.
i wonder how red its going to be. a shade of scarlet or closer to cherry-blossom pink. oh snap i just realized this word says wondered not wonder-red. crap, sometimes i wonder how i get through life. i wonder where i’ll be tomorrow just like i wandered where i’d be today.
He wondered and considered and pondered every single slight intricacy of the titanic universal machine that ground away all around him. Of all the questions that wound their way around his brain, the one that constricted him with the most force was whether he was simply an observer to the whole thing, or an active part?
Have you ever wondered how we live? like our mind, sight, taste. just stop for 5 minutes and think. think of how miraculous it actually is. Nothing short of a modern marvel, the mind is Simply incredible.
I often wondered, when I looked at the profile of her perfectly brilliant face as she gazed out the back window, “Why did she choose me?” I am not nearly as perfectly brilliant as she.
I once wondered what it would be like in my Wonderland. It would be magnificent if it could be like Alice’s, but I’m not that imaginative. I want to slay the jabberwolky…
I wondered what he was thinking about when he hit the ground. Was he thinking “I’m going to die?” or “Don’t show how much it really hurts.”
Was he wondering if he was going to be the talk of the school?
Did he wonder what they were going to do to him.
All I wonder now is what’s going to happen now.
i wondered once who i was but i think i am slowly finding out. I think it will be a while before i truly know. I sort of hope i never really know. that would be no fun at all, would it? I think getting to know other people is better.
i wondered what word would appear above the screen and as i wondered i discovered that it was one word that i had seen before and as i pondered this one word i wondered where is came from and then i thought about dinosaurs and volcanoes and shit like that because those are all one words that i’ve wondered about.