Almost kindof defines my entire life, I mean man, everything has been ALMOST for me. I almost hit the ball, I almost got a date to prom, I almost got a job, I almost made it to Yale, I almost lived, I almost died. I almost was me. I am a giant ALMOST. All Most.
Bored. I am bored. I am so tired. I am a big bored tired ALMOST. Too tired to think, too tired to right. Too tired to do anything but almost be. Almost be, but never am. Why is that? Because. Life almost is fair. If there is a God, do you think he only almost made the world complete?
almost. they were almost together, almost in love, almost what she wanted them to be. but she was sick of the almost factor, she wanted more. more than almost, more than a half-assed relationship that depended entirely too much on whether or not she called him that day. she needed, no, deserved a full time, happy, full blown romance. no more almost.
I am so close to getting it all together. Almost there. Like fainting just before the finish line. Or my fingertips touching the brass ring and the carousel passes by. Almost there…but not the winner.
never want to be almost
worst feeling
but life is always about being almost
is it not?
i guess almost means something that we will only almost understand
I was almost there. Almost happy, but I went with the wrong again. I could have been in a good place with a good guy who treats me right. He had everything I wanted, but I messed it up. Just like I always do. I was almost there.
I was so close to being with you again. Almost was able to touch the palm or your hand or kiss the lips of the one I miss. I miss you, and us, and quite honestly I hate it. Every fucking day.
Almost
I almost love you
I almost held your hand tonight
I almost didn’t let go
I almost cried in the car on my way home
I almost asked to turn around
almost.
There were times when he felt he could communicate, though his tongue was thick and intruded by the plugs and wires that kept him breathing. But just occasionally, when his wife and infant son were nearby, his brain screamed with a fervor that he felt sure was audible, even if only just.
She was right there. She could see his chest rise and fall with breath. Why couldn’t she hear him? Understand?
I was almost there, almost where i wanted to be. Things got in my way, yet again. They always do, every time. This has brought me to think, what kind of a world do we live in where we only get to almost? We’re “almost” there, but do we ever get exactly where we originally planned on landing? Maybe its the pit stops that we take along the way to “there” that make us who we arre, Wherever “there” is.
i almost had you. i almost thought for one second that this could almost work. i almost let you get in my head. i almost let you control me. i can’t believe i almost had you. i almost regret it. but i’ve learned.
I almost told Leaf how much I loved him but I was too afraid. I wish I had though becuase now he is gone. The word almost sucks, because you are so close but not quite there. No one should ever have to use almost, they should be able to finish whatever they started. And if it was something bad, then it shouldn’t have gotten that close anyway.
“Do you really need all this stuff?” Marcia unpacked her old Parker Bros Ouija Board. “I mean, all we’re doing is playing with the board.” Mason fiddled with his recording instruments, adjusted knobs, and fine-tuned his antenna array. “Almost got it,” Mason muttered as he nudged one last antenna into place. Now, he turned to Marcia. “Look, my grandmother has been looking for those darned things for the last twenty years. It’s all she talks about. So, if we’re going to ask my grandfather where he left his doggone dentures, I sure as heck am not going to miss his answer.”
almost. i almost thought I could do it. Just for one second.
I almost forgot who I was. What I am doing.
I almost loved. Who am I kidding.
Forever is almost .
The feeling of not yet done. More to accomplish but not too much more. That feeling of ughhhhh only one more page. The feeling that makes you want to rush to the finish just to say finished as opposed to almost.
All the time, almost. Things are always almost with me, not necessarily by my own intention. Almost the best, almost the worst. I almost wish things would change I almost wish things would stay the same….. It is interesting, I wonder if things genuinely ARE always in the middle, or if even when I am riding on the edge I just make myself think that it is another “almost” can humans even accept the “all the way” the “extreme”? Or do we constantly think there is more!?! Just an ounce of a pinch of something more…. Something more terrible, or something more magical…
Im almost to the bride. Its cold and wet and everything around me is fading into the dark black mist that’s surrounding me. I’m almost there but not quite yet, it’s been a long journey and I dont ever see myself making it to the end. I almost hit the jackppot once, but it was a total fail. Well my grandma almost did. Sometimes I almost pee myself, but I seem to make it to the bathroom just in time. Im almost an adult which is sort of exciting but im not really looking forward to it. I have never actualy peed myself, but it would ba great site to see. Not smell, ewww. haha, netbooks do suck, a whole lot. I cant believe my grandma actually got one when she could have almost gotten a really good laptop. I want a laptop. I also want a puppy. And another liard. and mcdonalds and some icecream and a happymeal toy.
Hmm im not exactly sure what else to write and this seems to be alot longer then a minute!!
I almost lost four of my closest friends today. Thankfully three of them forgave me. Only one did not. But I guess they aren’t that great of a friend if they won’t forgive me. I am thankful for everyone who has come into my life up until this point.
I’m almost there. It’s my last spring break in my undergraduate years. I’m hoping it won’t be my last spring break though. Graduation is so close and yet so far away. There’s a lot to get done. But we’re almost there. First, I need to make the most of this Spring Break. I can’t wait for Miami on Wednesday and Key West on Thursday. This will be a fantastic Spring Break for everything being almost over.
Almost is something that I do a lot- I almost made the team, I almost got that question right, It’s almost as if my life is just one big ALMOST, and I can’t ever get out of it. It’s incredibly frustrating.
I’m almost 17. When I’m 17, I’m going to listen to all the songs about being a barely legal 17 year old and i will relish that time. Kyle was 17 when I met him. It’s been amazing with him. I love him so much. He’ll be 19 before I’m 17. We’re growing up, kids. Damn.
It was almost five in the morning when the phone rang. Brittany shook her head and stood up from her bed, trying to shake the sleep from her mind. She slowly made her way over to the receiver and picked it up.
“Hello?” she asked, yawning into her palm.
“Hello, Ms. Watson?”
“Yes?”
“It’s St. Grace Hospital calling. There’s been an accident.”
“What kind of accident?”
“I’m so sorry, Ms. Watson. Please come down. Geoffery is not doing so well.”
“Oh my god. I’ll be there soon!”
Hanging up, Brittany stumbled to her dresser, yanking it open and blindly pulling on articles.
I have almost finished my degree. I almost called an old friend last night. I almost wrote a letter to apologize to a former boss. I almost forgot my own birthday this year.
I almost knew what it was to love a boy. He almost reached out to me when I needed it. But no. For all the times I was there for him, for all the times I helped him out when he most needed it, all he did was decided to date some girl and tell me he wasn’t interested.
It was almost time,
Time for the time to ring,
Ring from the old old clock,
Coo coo, coo coo!
An old thing that breathed,
Breathed with mechanical lungs.
almost over, almost friends, almost done, almost lovers, almost retired, almost fired, almost famous, almost pregnant… we’re always waiting for something. Something to be over something to start. We’re always almost there…
the shortcomings of people, the word used to describe the lost chances of happiness or fulfillment. The reward of failure-alomst made it, almost won, almost got the person I really loved to love me.
It was almost enough. Almost. He couldn’t quite grasp it. No matter how hard he strived–it was always out of his reach. Taunting him. It was almost enough… almost. But almost isn’t enough and never will be. It will never be enough. Almost….
Almost there, Almost there, BOOM! That was how the one of the members of the death star run died. Luke had to take things into his own hands. He swooped into the trench while han covered his back and shot down darth vader. Luck used the force and blew up the death star. They all lived happily every after. The End!
Why am I still typing. I seem to have somehow gotten 2 minnuetes. OH well. How are you whoever is reading this. How are you doing. The timer is almost done. Almost but not quite. Now it is!!!
Almost used to count for something
When we were young children.
You almost made it to the top of the rope in gym class
That meant that you were strong
But almost loving a person
Doesn’t work that way
And It’s not fair to expect it to count
I was almost there. I’d been fighting for this for so long, trying for so long. All my efforts went into this and I was closer than I had ever been. But then I began to lose track. I forgot the goal and forgot what was important. And now, as I fight back tears and remember what I wanted, all I can remember is that I was almost there. I hate that word. It just reminds me of what I could have been, what I should have been.
Almost kindof defines my entire life, I mean man, everything has been ALMOST for me. I almost hit the ball, I almost got a date to prom, I almost got a job, I almost made it to Yale, I almost lived, I almost died. I almost was me. I am a giant ALMOST. All Most.
Bored. I am bored. I am so tired. I am a big bored tired ALMOST. Too tired to think, too tired to right. Too tired to do anything but almost be. Almost be, but never am. Why is that? Because. Life almost is fair. If there is a God, do you think he only almost made the world complete?
i was almost out of your life and
almost. they were almost together, almost in love, almost what she wanted them to be. but she was sick of the almost factor, she wanted more. more than almost, more than a half-assed relationship that depended entirely too much on whether or not she called him that day. she needed, no, deserved a full time, happy, full blown romance. no more almost.
I am so close to getting it all together. Almost there. Like fainting just before the finish line. Or my fingertips touching the brass ring and the carousel passes by. Almost there…but not the winner.
never want to be almost
worst feeling
but life is always about being almost
is it not?
i guess almost means something that we will only almost understand
almost. a dream forgotten. so close you could (almost) touch it. agony. anticipation
I was almost there. Almost happy, but I went with the wrong again. I could have been in a good place with a good guy who treats me right. He had everything I wanted, but I messed it up. Just like I always do. I was almost there.
I was so close to being with you again. Almost was able to touch the palm or your hand or kiss the lips of the one I miss. I miss you, and us, and quite honestly I hate it. Every fucking day.
It was almost good
enough but that’s never quite
there–
Almost
I almost love you
I almost held your hand tonight
I almost didn’t let go
I almost cried in the car on my way home
I almost asked to turn around
almost.
There were times when he felt he could communicate, though his tongue was thick and intruded by the plugs and wires that kept him breathing. But just occasionally, when his wife and infant son were nearby, his brain screamed with a fervor that he felt sure was audible, even if only just.
She was right there. She could see his chest rise and fall with breath. Why couldn’t she hear him? Understand?
I was almost there, almost where i wanted to be. Things got in my way, yet again. They always do, every time. This has brought me to think, what kind of a world do we live in where we only get to almost? We’re “almost” there, but do we ever get exactly where we originally planned on landing? Maybe its the pit stops that we take along the way to “there” that make us who we arre, Wherever “there” is.
i almost had you. i almost thought for one second that this could almost work. i almost let you get in my head. i almost let you control me. i can’t believe i almost had you. i almost regret it. but i’ve learned.
I almost told Leaf how much I loved him but I was too afraid. I wish I had though becuase now he is gone. The word almost sucks, because you are so close but not quite there. No one should ever have to use almost, they should be able to finish whatever they started. And if it was something bad, then it shouldn’t have gotten that close anyway.
everytime she almost got him out of her heart, he’d find a way to work his way back into her ming like a glass splinter.
“Do you really need all this stuff?” Marcia unpacked her old Parker Bros Ouija Board. “I mean, all we’re doing is playing with the board.” Mason fiddled with his recording instruments, adjusted knobs, and fine-tuned his antenna array. “Almost got it,” Mason muttered as he nudged one last antenna into place. Now, he turned to Marcia. “Look, my grandmother has been looking for those darned things for the last twenty years. It’s all she talks about. So, if we’re going to ask my grandfather where he left his doggone dentures, I sure as heck am not going to miss his answer.”
never quite there. always something more to add…but cant reach it.
almost. i almost thought I could do it. Just for one second.
I almost forgot who I was. What I am doing.
I almost loved. Who am I kidding.
Forever is almost .
almost perfect
almost there
almost done
almost finished
not good enough
getting there.
excuse.
Almost, but not quite.
Almost a tree. Almost a kiss. Almost you. Almost me.
Forget about almost.
I want your absolute.
The feeling of not yet done. More to accomplish but not too much more. That feeling of ughhhhh only one more page. The feeling that makes you want to rush to the finish just to say finished as opposed to almost.
All the time, almost. Things are always almost with me, not necessarily by my own intention. Almost the best, almost the worst. I almost wish things would change I almost wish things would stay the same….. It is interesting, I wonder if things genuinely ARE always in the middle, or if even when I am riding on the edge I just make myself think that it is another “almost” can humans even accept the “all the way” the “extreme”? Or do we constantly think there is more!?! Just an ounce of a pinch of something more…. Something more terrible, or something more magical…
Im almost to the bride. Its cold and wet and everything around me is fading into the dark black mist that’s surrounding me. I’m almost there but not quite yet, it’s been a long journey and I dont ever see myself making it to the end. I almost hit the jackppot once, but it was a total fail. Well my grandma almost did. Sometimes I almost pee myself, but I seem to make it to the bathroom just in time. Im almost an adult which is sort of exciting but im not really looking forward to it. I have never actualy peed myself, but it would ba great site to see. Not smell, ewww. haha, netbooks do suck, a whole lot. I cant believe my grandma actually got one when she could have almost gotten a really good laptop. I want a laptop. I also want a puppy. And another liard. and mcdonalds and some icecream and a happymeal toy.
Hmm im not exactly sure what else to write and this seems to be alot longer then a minute!!
I almost had you. I had almost had forever. . . It’s okay though. I survived; and almost isn’t so bad afterall.
I almost lost four of my closest friends today. Thankfully three of them forgave me. Only one did not. But I guess they aren’t that great of a friend if they won’t forgive me. I am thankful for everyone who has come into my life up until this point.
I’m almost there. It’s my last spring break in my undergraduate years. I’m hoping it won’t be my last spring break though. Graduation is so close and yet so far away. There’s a lot to get done. But we’re almost there. First, I need to make the most of this Spring Break. I can’t wait for Miami on Wednesday and Key West on Thursday. This will be a fantastic Spring Break for everything being almost over.
Almost is something that I do a lot- I almost made the team, I almost got that question right, It’s almost as if my life is just one big ALMOST, and I can’t ever get out of it. It’s incredibly frustrating.
I’m almost 17. When I’m 17, I’m going to listen to all the songs about being a barely legal 17 year old and i will relish that time. Kyle was 17 when I met him. It’s been amazing with him. I love him so much. He’ll be 19 before I’m 17. We’re growing up, kids. Damn.
It was almost five in the morning when the phone rang. Brittany shook her head and stood up from her bed, trying to shake the sleep from her mind. She slowly made her way over to the receiver and picked it up.
“Hello?” she asked, yawning into her palm.
“Hello, Ms. Watson?”
“Yes?”
“It’s St. Grace Hospital calling. There’s been an accident.”
“What kind of accident?”
“I’m so sorry, Ms. Watson. Please come down. Geoffery is not doing so well.”
“Oh my god. I’ll be there soon!”
Hanging up, Brittany stumbled to her dresser, yanking it open and blindly pulling on articles.
I have almost finished my degree. I almost called an old friend last night. I almost wrote a letter to apologize to a former boss. I almost forgot my own birthday this year.
I almost knew what it was to love a boy. He almost reached out to me when I needed it. But no. For all the times I was there for him, for all the times I helped him out when he most needed it, all he did was decided to date some girl and tell me he wasn’t interested.
It almost fell apart. But it didn’t. Sometimes, I almost have it all together. Almost.
It was almost time,
Time for the time to ring,
Ring from the old old clock,
Coo coo, coo coo!
An old thing that breathed,
Breathed with mechanical lungs.
almost over, almost friends, almost done, almost lovers, almost retired, almost fired, almost famous, almost pregnant… we’re always waiting for something. Something to be over something to start. We’re always almost there…
the shortcomings of people, the word used to describe the lost chances of happiness or fulfillment. The reward of failure-alomst made it, almost won, almost got the person I really loved to love me.
It was almost enough. Almost. He couldn’t quite grasp it. No matter how hard he strived–it was always out of his reach. Taunting him. It was almost enough… almost. But almost isn’t enough and never will be. It will never be enough. Almost….
Almost there, Almost there, BOOM! That was how the one of the members of the death star run died. Luke had to take things into his own hands. He swooped into the trench while han covered his back and shot down darth vader. Luck used the force and blew up the death star. They all lived happily every after. The End!
Why am I still typing. I seem to have somehow gotten 2 minnuetes. OH well. How are you whoever is reading this. How are you doing. The timer is almost done. Almost but not quite. Now it is!!!
Almost used to count for something
When we were young children.
You almost made it to the top of the rope in gym class
That meant that you were strong
But almost loving a person
Doesn’t work that way
And It’s not fair to expect it to count
almost all day i think of you
almost all night i dream of you
almost all the time you dont think of me
almost…. i can say i almost love u! Chao
I was almost there. I’d been fighting for this for so long, trying for so long. All my efforts went into this and I was closer than I had ever been. But then I began to lose track. I forgot the goal and forgot what was important. And now, as I fight back tears and remember what I wanted, all I can remember is that I was almost there. I hate that word. It just reminds me of what I could have been, what I should have been.