I never felt so alive than I ever had before, but only after one of the most unforeseen incidents. It was nothing that I actually did, but rather, only witnessed, and the pure irony of it made this life seem that much more worth living. A man ran out of a bank clutching several bags of money and hailed his getaway car… only to be accidentally hit by it.
He had never felt so alive as he did with her. She was crazy and smart and hated being clique and loved life so much. He was fairly certain that she didn’t have manic pixie dream girl syndrome either which was a major plus as all girls he’d previously met that were this awesome definitely had the terrible thing. He just couldn’t wrap his mind around how she even knew he existed let alone that she wanted to hang out with him. He was a nobody in his eyes. Just one more socially awkward programer type boy on campus. But he was her everything.
Old clichés transform into reality in an unforeseen way with the words to die for love. Nothing else requires so much sacrifice, yet nothing else gives you such reason to aspire to greatness.
“You woveth dreams of joy and fear
which make thee terrible and dear.”
It wasn’t something she had ever asked for. It wasn’t something anyone had been able to explain, or justify, or remedy. But the one truth in all of this – the one thing she knew for sure: she was still alive. And that was more than enough.
its hard i say clenching my fists. I stare down at the icy banks of northern ireland thousands of feet below me. Its hard to imagine letting go. Just bdo it he says i look up smile but my smile disapears as i look back down to the icy ground that would surely be my deathbed.
Today he feels alive. There is sadness, sadness for his world, sadness for himself, and the tribulations he’s gone through. But fundamentally he feels alive. He is awe-inspired by the zest and tranquility of this new world. What a discovery.
The baggy blue jeans sag off of my fatigued legs, begging for a direction to swirl in the breeze. I need to clean, but here I am, procrastinating with potatoes and dripping with sweat. Today is like any other day, a robins-egg-blue sky and wispy clouds; no calamity and perfect soil. Life is subtle, at wind’s mercy like our willow trees by the creek. He places his grimy, thick gloves on my shoulders, giving them a squeeze, and then a kiss. Our garden is finally finished, alive.
Being alive has both sides to it. There is a negative, but their is a positive. Having trustworthy friends could make you feel better, but having many enemies that you must battle to win against.
It is different and weird to be alive and feel the pain.
Im alive. Are you alive. No your a computer. Apple juicceee, LALALALALALLAA. Seriously. Im want dim sims cause im so hungry and unicorn girl wont stop watching me.
alive, wishing you were the opposite, the new society wreaked the world! making it different for the people down below! but now we are alive so we have to live and pretend were not waiting for death. Why am i fighting to live if im just living to fight, why am i trying to see when there aint nothing in sight why am i trying to give if noone gives me a try, WHY AM I DYING TO LIVE IF I’M JUST LIVING TO DIE!
I’m alive I love how this life is, I live my live with sadness and rage but I live with care and joy. I wish I would change and live I life that I want to live.
No one really knows why I feel so gone. The rain that scents the city fumes taps impatiently outside my window, and a steady beat of my heart sounds through machine. Not much longer do I have to experience this feeling, to be alive anymore.
Alive. She was alive… She had to be. I had to find her. wherever she was. I didn’t care if I had had to travel thousands of miles to do it I was going to find her. And find her I did. Off the coast. She was there. Waiting for me.
I AM ALIVE. I can feel the blood bursting inside of my veins. A remarkable feeling that is. A single breath taken producing the life inside of me. I can feel alive. Just as much as I am alive.
its great to be so. for not, you dont know. i love what i see and i would rather be than not. this is what you are all the time. use it, make it your own. love every second, wait for nothing, try everything, think about everything. love.
I’m alive. I’m breathing, but I’m running. Is he still following me? I don’t know. I hear the arrow whiz by my head. This is it. I’m dying. This is the end. I tell myself to stop thinking and just run. So I do. I run until my legs give out, and I’m lying on the side of the road, wheezing. Are they near? Are they still watching me? I can’t move anymore. Every muscle in my body is screaming, my breath feels too hot and cold at the same time. What do I do? I have no where to go? No where to feel safe. I’m all on my own.
ALIVE IS THE MEANING OF LIFE. TO BE ALIE IS TO LIVE LIFE TO THE EXTENT OF NO REGRETS. TO LIVE LIFE TO HAVE FUN AND DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO AND NOT BE CONTROLLED BY THE MINDS OF OTHERS. I AM ALIVE.
Am I? Is this what it is like to enter death finally or just the numb feeling right before it? I can’t remember anything in the past 48 hours. All my gear is gone. It seems that my wallet is gone and I have no idea who I am.
This time I could swear that the cat was alive. It rolled through the floor like if it had been dead for a long time. The tint in its fur looked vintage, but I knew it was the same cat I had loved and cared for.
I feel alive when I see you, blood courses through my veins and I feel like a different person when I see you, I never want to be without you, I want to be with you always. I’ll go wherever you do, and i hope I make you feel alive, in your heart and your soul.
I feel Alive when i’m with you, there isn’t anything we can’t do.
my smile widens, butterflies begin to fly around my stomach.
the feeling of you holding me, wishing that this moment will never end.
wanting to stay with you forever, alone in love.
You make me feel alive, and i couldn’t have asked for anyone better.
my heart throbs at the thought of you being gone, but it beats so fast to a point where i can’t breath.
we took a trip to the outer banks of north carolina at the end of the summer and the weather was just fantastic, compared to florida where we started. the cool air was a refreshing break from the oppressive heat of the tropics, it made us feel alive.
I am alive today. I live in buenos aires. We are all alive because we can breathe air and eat food. Just because we are alive does not mean that we are awake. Wake up to reality. Be good to all people. Love, live, laugh.
It feels good to be alive. Though sometimes being alive seems like its killing me. I appreciate life. But i deffinatly know i take itr for granit, thouht im working on not. Im just being alive one day at a time. Life is hard, and i know everyon eknows that. I guess everyone just has to start looking on the brighter side of things then well finally, truly be alive.
I don’t want to write about myself. I want to write about other people. I’m glad that I have others alive around me. The world would be so placid without them.
I do feel alive when the sun is shining and I wake up in the morning thinking that it will be a beautiful day no mather what. I’m grateful that my mom is alive
I am alive! The air caresses my skin as I run, whipping strands of hair across my face. The air. The sun. The sky. I am alive. So alive. The world is alive. I remember the sorrow, though. The pain. The hurt. It’s behind me now. I have a breathe of life in me.
i love to feel alive. i feel most alive when i listen or play music. drumming is what i do. I love the feel of the sticks in my hands and the bass drum pounding. when i’m at a concert, my favorite thing to feel is the bass drum beating all throughout my body. I love to feel the vibrations within me. I also feel alive because i can dance without anybody and everybody watching me at the same time.
I never felt so alive than I ever had before, but only after one of the most unforeseen incidents. It was nothing that I actually did, but rather, only witnessed, and the pure irony of it made this life seem that much more worth living. A man ran out of a bank clutching several bags of money and hailed his getaway car… only to be accidentally hit by it.
He had never felt so alive as he did with her. She was crazy and smart and hated being clique and loved life so much. He was fairly certain that she didn’t have manic pixie dream girl syndrome either which was a major plus as all girls he’d previously met that were this awesome definitely had the terrible thing. He just couldn’t wrap his mind around how she even knew he existed let alone that she wanted to hang out with him. He was a nobody in his eyes. Just one more socially awkward programer type boy on campus. But he was her everything.
“You woveth dreams of joy and fear
Which make thee terrible and dear…”
~Shelley
Old clichés transform into reality in an unforeseen way with the words to die for love. Nothing else requires so much sacrifice, yet nothing else gives you such reason to aspire to greatness.
“You woveth dreams of joy and fear
which make thee terrible and dear.”
It wasn’t something she had ever asked for. It wasn’t something anyone had been able to explain, or justify, or remedy. But the one truth in all of this – the one thing she knew for sure: she was still alive. And that was more than enough.
its hard i say clenching my fists. I stare down at the icy banks of northern ireland thousands of feet below me. Its hard to imagine letting go. Just bdo it he says i look up smile but my smile disapears as i look back down to the icy ground that would surely be my deathbed.
Today he feels alive. There is sadness, sadness for his world, sadness for himself, and the tribulations he’s gone through. But fundamentally he feels alive. He is awe-inspired by the zest and tranquility of this new world. What a discovery.
The baggy blue jeans sag off of my fatigued legs, begging for a direction to swirl in the breeze. I need to clean, but here I am, procrastinating with potatoes and dripping with sweat. Today is like any other day, a robins-egg-blue sky and wispy clouds; no calamity and perfect soil. Life is subtle, at wind’s mercy like our willow trees by the creek. He places his grimy, thick gloves on my shoulders, giving them a squeeze, and then a kiss. Our garden is finally finished, alive.
Being alive has both sides to it. There is a negative, but their is a positive. Having trustworthy friends could make you feel better, but having many enemies that you must battle to win against.
It is different and weird to be alive and feel the pain.
IM ALIVE AND NOT DEAD WITH ANGRY PEOPLE SURROUNDING ME!! I HATE BEING ALIVE,WITH LOTS OF HATRED
Im alive. Are you alive. No your a computer. Apple juicceee, LALALALALALLAA. Seriously. Im want dim sims cause im so hungry and unicorn girl wont stop watching me.
alive, wishing you were the opposite, the new society wreaked the world! making it different for the people down below! but now we are alive so we have to live and pretend were not waiting for death. Why am i fighting to live if im just living to fight, why am i trying to see when there aint nothing in sight why am i trying to give if noone gives me a try, WHY AM I DYING TO LIVE IF I’M JUST LIVING TO DIE!
I’m alive I love how this life is, I live my live with sadness and rage but I live with care and joy. I wish I would change and live I life that I want to live.
I stuck being alive,with hatred,and no love ,with enemies and ANGRY PEOPLE!
I feel like I just woke up from the dead, i’m so grumpy tired and I feel funny! I think i’ll just stay in bed for a bit longer.
humans
science
plants
animals
breathing
air
oxygen
feeling
friends
relatives
emotions
stories
As the dark of night fell
I felt your pulse
Nope
The ground was too cold
You should not have tried to run
My gun was faster
Maybe next time
living
people
breathing air
having fun
friends
family
feelings
animals
plants
world
No one really knows why I feel so gone. The rain that scents the city fumes taps impatiently outside my window, and a steady beat of my heart sounds through machine. Not much longer do I have to experience this feeling, to be alive anymore.
dead or alive, thinking imagining, creative art, people in heaven, no one can make you feel alone because your alive! and living life.
Alive. She was alive… She had to be. I had to find her. wherever she was. I didn’t care if I had had to travel thousands of miles to do it I was going to find her. And find her I did. Off the coast. She was there. Waiting for me.
Brown and speckled
round and lumpy
only keeps my eye
for a second
i turn around when i hear
the notes
It’s alive
I AM ALIVE. I can feel the blood bursting inside of my veins. A remarkable feeling that is. A single breath taken producing the life inside of me. I can feel alive. Just as much as I am alive.
its great to be so. for not, you dont know. i love what i see and i would rather be than not. this is what you are all the time. use it, make it your own. love every second, wait for nothing, try everything, think about everything. love.
confortable, i am in that chair. Proud of myself, facing the future. More and more responsabilities, but I am.
I’m alive. I’m breathing, but I’m running. Is he still following me? I don’t know. I hear the arrow whiz by my head. This is it. I’m dying. This is the end. I tell myself to stop thinking and just run. So I do. I run until my legs give out, and I’m lying on the side of the road, wheezing. Are they near? Are they still watching me? I can’t move anymore. Every muscle in my body is screaming, my breath feels too hot and cold at the same time. What do I do? I have no where to go? No where to feel safe. I’m all on my own.
ALIVE IS THE MEANING OF LIFE. TO BE ALIE IS TO LIVE LIFE TO THE EXTENT OF NO REGRETS. TO LIVE LIFE TO HAVE FUN AND DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO AND NOT BE CONTROLLED BY THE MINDS OF OTHERS. I AM ALIVE.
Am I? Is this what it is like to enter death finally or just the numb feeling right before it? I can’t remember anything in the past 48 hours. All my gear is gone. It seems that my wallet is gone and I have no idea who I am.
This time I could swear that the cat was alive. It rolled through the floor like if it had been dead for a long time. The tint in its fur looked vintage, but I knew it was the same cat I had loved and cared for.
I feel alive when I see you, blood courses through my veins and I feel like a different person when I see you, I never want to be without you, I want to be with you always. I’ll go wherever you do, and i hope I make you feel alive, in your heart and your soul.
I feel Alive when i’m with you, there isn’t anything we can’t do.
my smile widens, butterflies begin to fly around my stomach.
the feeling of you holding me, wishing that this moment will never end.
wanting to stay with you forever, alone in love.
You make me feel alive, and i couldn’t have asked for anyone better.
my heart throbs at the thought of you being gone, but it beats so fast to a point where i can’t breath.
we took a trip to the outer banks of north carolina at the end of the summer and the weather was just fantastic, compared to florida where we started. the cool air was a refreshing break from the oppressive heat of the tropics, it made us feel alive.
I’m alive. I’m breathing because I’m alive. Why am I alive? Why aren’t I dead? What does it mean to live in this world. Being undead.
I am alive today. I live in buenos aires. We are all alive because we can breathe air and eat food. Just because we are alive does not mean that we are awake. Wake up to reality. Be good to all people. Love, live, laugh.
It feels good to be alive. Though sometimes being alive seems like its killing me. I appreciate life. But i deffinatly know i take itr for granit, thouht im working on not. Im just being alive one day at a time. Life is hard, and i know everyon eknows that. I guess everyone just has to start looking on the brighter side of things then well finally, truly be alive.
I don’t want to write about myself. I want to write about other people. I’m glad that I have others alive around me. The world would be so placid without them.
I do feel alive when the sun is shining and I wake up in the morning thinking that it will be a beautiful day no mather what. I’m grateful that my mom is alive
I am alive! The air caresses my skin as I run, whipping strands of hair across my face. The air. The sun. The sky. I am alive. So alive. The world is alive. I remember the sorrow, though. The pain. The hurt. It’s behind me now. I have a breathe of life in me.
what i wish i could feel like.
the opposite of dead.
i love to feel alive. i feel most alive when i listen or play music. drumming is what i do. I love the feel of the sticks in my hands and the bass drum pounding. when i’m at a concert, my favorite thing to feel is the bass drum beating all throughout my body. I love to feel the vibrations within me. I also feel alive because i can dance without anybody and everybody watching me at the same time.