This word describe the thoughts in my head that constantly make me wonder why I can’t stop thinking about the past and the future and the nasty things that I will encounter…
Nothing is as endless as an endless discussion about endlessness, simply because the start of the conversation is the end of the last part of the conversation which preceded the part that you’re writing about now, and the part that comes after that part is simply part of an endless discussion that will never get to the end of the beginning that you started at the end of the previous middle which came before the end preceding the start of this portion of the debate over whether endlessness is endless or is it less than endless which would make it something else altogether, and not endless at all but end-full and it it’s end-full it has an end which endlessness does not.
endless ninjas coming to get you, you wont believe how awesome they are at being endlessly coming for you. Dont get pirates, they will only come faster. Giggity. And it will be epic, and endless coming at you. Will you survive? No. The time has come for them to come endlessly.
time is endless just like the enternal and ephemeral judgements we lay on it, but before then. there always will be a time and place for significant and understating the idealistic outcomes. and before it is all done, we see the time is not linear but approved of all.
the drive was endless, but she supposed that was a good thing. delaying the inevitable. Christmas bugged her, she was quite happy to pretend she didn’t have a family, but for some reason she felt compelled to acknowledge them around this time of year. her mother used guilt as some sort of Jedi mind trick, and she started feeling the guilt in small ripples sometime just after thanksgiving. sooner rather than later she found it coming in waves and she was forced to give in and telephone her mother.
The love of my parents…not just for me and my brother, though they have loved us through many crazy adventures and happenings, but for each other. I hope that one day, I will find love a deep and endless as what they have for each other, because it is beautiful.
This insatiable feeling of loneliness, anger, frustration, anxiety, and fear are endless. They’re in my thoughts when I sleep, and the first when I wake. But should I blame myself, or should I blame you?
Everything could be endless. Only if we just really thought about it. None of really believe in forever, now do we? We can’t. We’re too caught up in everyone else’s lies.
The sky is endless. It goes on forever and ever. Sometimes it is blue, sometimes gray. Sometimes the sky is clear and sometimes it is stormy. The sky is endless and goes on forever.
is the word always endless? i tried it once and it went away and now i am trying it again and its endless again. endless endlesses. endless physics problems endless ethan working i need endless candy to get me through tonights endless night. let’s end the endless night with endless fun if you know what i mean, lets meet on the third floor!
okay what the heck. this website is endless, it give me the same word over and over. WhAT HE HECK, bogusss. anyhow. the way we feel is endless, this happiness must be eternal, if not why would god have given it to us, just to rip it awya> nah, its endless. and amazinf. erf
And just like that, the smiles rippled across the world and into the universe… Spreading and spreading. More rings around the planets, infinite of stars combining, shining. It was a beautiful site. Space is endless. Just like the opportunity of happiness.
ok, so uncorns are endless, they are just like whooooo let me barf up rainbows for the people of earth, its so chill mannn, being a unicornnnn. oh. and they love al roker. and the little mermaid. even though she is married at 16. and had a baby, and no one at disney world could tell me why, but thats beside the point. but unicorns can never end if they do the dreams of millions will too. and thats just sad, cause a world without creativity is a dull world.
the endless waves of this universe, this earth, the waves of your smile, of the words you utter so shy so sweet, ironic sweet ironic hate. endless like the mountains i never see, never grew up with endless sky endless oklahoma wind endless endless endless you and me endless. endless nothing. endless your eyes god your eyes endless. endless you. endless music you are music in your hands words blossom like i wish i could forever.
endless is a word that just keeps going in my mind, it is never ending, it is the word that i want for the term Love, i want to be loved forever. Endless is the word that I want for my marriage and for peace and for many other delightful things in the world.
Endless can be so romantic and yet so hoffiric if the events occuring at the time are unpleasant. Endless, the word if actually a lot more powerful than I ever had thought.
the endless wall stretched before my eyes. i knew that the pain would not end for a long time. yet still i trudged on, waiting to see my lost love. for i knew that at the other end of this behemoth, she was waiting for me. if only there was some way to quickly pass all this trouble. but ala, life is not that easy. you cannot skip the hard parts and go to the easy parts. because it is the hard parts that make you who you are. its the hard parts in life that make you human. it is the pain that makes us know happiness.
nothing nothing nothing is endless but it feels so so so that way. every second keeps ticking endlessly endlessly and it’s so horrifying, that no matter how deeply you want to clutch the moment, never release it, hold on to it, the second hand will snap on ana on and on around that wheel. And then…someday…it will stop.
I want our love to be endless. I want her and I to work out endlessly, because I’ve never liked someone so much but I guess I’ll say that with every relationship I have. That’s who I am. A hopeless, jealous, sad, romantic. So when things don’t go perfectly according to plan (a.k.a her not texting me….ever.) then I get blfsdjkfnsdjk. I wish it wasn’t like that. But what can I do? It’s who I am. I didn’t chose to be like this. So let yourself be. It’s okay. Things will be just fine. In ten years from now, I wont even remember how I felt this night.
Time is endless. Love is endless. Life is endless. But, sometimes, these things aren’t endless enough. We need to spend more time on our dreams. Love more that we can. And live all we can. Nothing is really endless at all.
forever
never ending
lies
promise
broken
dan
worst moment
hear break
goes on
cant handle that much
food
partying
rave
pain
suffering
sel tourture
emotions
hurting
stuck
i dont know
everything
endless.
that’s what love is supposed to be isn’t it?
unrestrained, undetermined,
possesses no true value
but is the most valuable thing we’ll ever hold.
endless.
In reality, everything is endless. Rather, in one person’s perception, something is endless. Take the earth for example. obviously the earth will run out of resources eventually, but because i was born and will die before that, for me, the earth is endless. another example is the sky, which in a way actually IS endless.
“You hate school?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, the good thing about that is you only have to get through it. Then you move onto the next phase.”
“What if I don’t like that one either?”
“Well, then you just get through it too, and get onto the next phase and the next and the next until the end.”
According to my old counselor, life is just a series of endless disappointments you fight your way through. According to me, life is a series of endless disappointments that you can choose to pick yourself up from and laugh about. It only took me an entire year to find that out.
The pain was endless, the torture indescribable. It was just how it had always been for her, for him, for all of them. They had never been welcome in this world, since the first day that they took their breaths.
endless. endless? oh. here’s endless. endless cycle. vicious circle. endless patterns that i watch like a repetitive train-wreck, constantly restarting and re-crashing
It’s weird how days can slip away, marked by calendars and clocked, and yet as they’re filled with little achievement or accomplishment they pile themselves on in a seemingly endless string of apathy. Without progress or markers to make worth of the time, even a short life begins to feel a bit Groundhog Dayish.
endless days turn into endless nights. they are just kind of mix and mesh together like a pot of boiling romance. the days and nights wear on and things never seem to change, just get better. one big huge whirlwind blur. flashing forever into the unknown
love is sometimes endless whether it’s between two people or the love that one has for someone else. they may not know that the love it there. it kinda sucks.. it’s beautiful
I think about the endless paths I could have taken following the end of my high school education. Rather than take the year off I should have gone straight into university or entered the workforce. Now I’m so far behind the rest of my friends and what my family has expected of me that I fear there is no catching up.
This word describe the thoughts in my head that constantly make me wonder why I can’t stop thinking about the past and the future and the nasty things that I will encounter…
searching for that diamond in the ruff, through a bottomless sea, although infinity exists nothing in reality is endless
Nothing is as endless as an endless discussion about endlessness, simply because the start of the conversation is the end of the last part of the conversation which preceded the part that you’re writing about now, and the part that comes after that part is simply part of an endless discussion that will never get to the end of the beginning that you started at the end of the previous middle which came before the end preceding the start of this portion of the debate over whether endlessness is endless or is it less than endless which would make it something else altogether, and not endless at all but end-full and it it’s end-full it has an end which endlessness does not.
The end
Time, Forces, God
endless ninjas coming to get you, you wont believe how awesome they are at being endlessly coming for you. Dont get pirates, they will only come faster. Giggity. And it will be epic, and endless coming at you. Will you survive? No. The time has come for them to come endlessly.
The endless demand of starting so something can end is maddening!
time is endless just like the enternal and ephemeral judgements we lay on it, but before then. there always will be a time and place for significant and understating the idealistic outcomes. and before it is all done, we see the time is not linear but approved of all.
the drive was endless, but she supposed that was a good thing. delaying the inevitable. Christmas bugged her, she was quite happy to pretend she didn’t have a family, but for some reason she felt compelled to acknowledge them around this time of year. her mother used guilt as some sort of Jedi mind trick, and she started feeling the guilt in small ripples sometime just after thanksgiving. sooner rather than later she found it coming in waves and she was forced to give in and telephone her mother.
The love of my parents…not just for me and my brother, though they have loved us through many crazy adventures and happenings, but for each other. I hope that one day, I will find love a deep and endless as what they have for each other, because it is beautiful.
This insatiable feeling of loneliness, anger, frustration, anxiety, and fear are endless. They’re in my thoughts when I sleep, and the first when I wake. But should I blame myself, or should I blame you?
Everything could be endless. Only if we just really thought about it. None of really believe in forever, now do we? We can’t. We’re too caught up in everyone else’s lies.
The sky is endless. It goes on forever and ever. Sometimes it is blue, sometimes gray. Sometimes the sky is clear and sometimes it is stormy. The sky is endless and goes on forever.
is the word always endless? i tried it once and it went away and now i am trying it again and its endless again. endless endlesses. endless physics problems endless ethan working i need endless candy to get me through tonights endless night. let’s end the endless night with endless fun if you know what i mean, lets meet on the third floor!
okay what the heck. this website is endless, it give me the same word over and over. WhAT HE HECK, bogusss. anyhow. the way we feel is endless, this happiness must be eternal, if not why would god have given it to us, just to rip it awya> nah, its endless. and amazinf. erf
time, life, people, numbers, tv, movies, friends, fun times, late nights, trips, driving, long destinations, school, stomach aches, running.
Endlessness is of no concern to me. It doesn’t apply to the human experience. Endless is only for the gods to consider.
nothing is truly endless. even time. time will keep going on even long after we are all extinct. farther into space. never ending. endless.
And just like that, the smiles rippled across the world and into the universe… Spreading and spreading. More rings around the planets, infinite of stars combining, shining. It was a beautiful site. Space is endless. Just like the opportunity of happiness.
ok, so uncorns are endless, they are just like whooooo let me barf up rainbows for the people of earth, its so chill mannn, being a unicornnnn. oh. and they love al roker. and the little mermaid. even though she is married at 16. and had a baby, and no one at disney world could tell me why, but thats beside the point. but unicorns can never end if they do the dreams of millions will too. and thats just sad, cause a world without creativity is a dull world.
the endless waves of this universe, this earth, the waves of your smile, of the words you utter so shy so sweet, ironic sweet ironic hate. endless like the mountains i never see, never grew up with endless sky endless oklahoma wind endless endless endless you and me endless. endless nothing. endless your eyes god your eyes endless. endless you. endless music you are music in your hands words blossom like i wish i could forever.
endless is a word that just keeps going in my mind, it is never ending, it is the word that i want for the term Love, i want to be loved forever. Endless is the word that I want for my marriage and for peace and for many other delightful things in the world.
Endless can be so romantic and yet so hoffiric if the events occuring at the time are unpleasant. Endless, the word if actually a lot more powerful than I ever had thought.
endlessly never ending love wonderful terrible the world love longing forever beautiful lasting imagination peace breeze i will wait for you blue eyes
What does it mean? Where does it end? Meaning. Purpose.
Beauty as far as the eye can see. Overwhelming. Indescribable. Profound.
Endless like the ocean
Endless like the moon’s pull on the waves
Endless like a paper cup drifting on the tides
Endless
the endless wall stretched before my eyes. i knew that the pain would not end for a long time. yet still i trudged on, waiting to see my lost love. for i knew that at the other end of this behemoth, she was waiting for me. if only there was some way to quickly pass all this trouble. but ala, life is not that easy. you cannot skip the hard parts and go to the easy parts. because it is the hard parts that make you who you are. its the hard parts in life that make you human. it is the pain that makes us know happiness.
nothing nothing nothing is endless but it feels so so so that way. every second keeps ticking endlessly endlessly and it’s so horrifying, that no matter how deeply you want to clutch the moment, never release it, hold on to it, the second hand will snap on ana on and on around that wheel. And then…someday…it will stop.
I want our love to be endless. I want her and I to work out endlessly, because I’ve never liked someone so much but I guess I’ll say that with every relationship I have. That’s who I am. A hopeless, jealous, sad, romantic. So when things don’t go perfectly according to plan (a.k.a her not texting me….ever.) then I get blfsdjkfnsdjk. I wish it wasn’t like that. But what can I do? It’s who I am. I didn’t chose to be like this. So let yourself be. It’s okay. Things will be just fine. In ten years from now, I wont even remember how I felt this night.
Time is endless. Love is endless. Life is endless. But, sometimes, these things aren’t endless enough. We need to spend more time on our dreams. Love more that we can. And live all we can. Nothing is really endless at all.
forever
never ending
lies
promise
broken
dan
worst moment
hear break
goes on
cant handle that much
food
partying
rave
pain
suffering
sel tourture
emotions
hurting
stuck
i dont know
everything
endless.
that’s what love is supposed to be isn’t it?
unrestrained, undetermined,
possesses no true value
but is the most valuable thing we’ll ever hold.
endless.
In reality, everything is endless. Rather, in one person’s perception, something is endless. Take the earth for example. obviously the earth will run out of resources eventually, but because i was born and will die before that, for me, the earth is endless. another example is the sky, which in a way actually IS endless.
“You hate school?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, the good thing about that is you only have to get through it. Then you move onto the next phase.”
“What if I don’t like that one either?”
“Well, then you just get through it too, and get onto the next phase and the next and the next until the end.”
According to my old counselor, life is just a series of endless disappointments you fight your way through. According to me, life is a series of endless disappointments that you can choose to pick yourself up from and laugh about. It only took me an entire year to find that out.
The pain was endless, the torture indescribable. It was just how it had always been for her, for him, for all of them. They had never been welcome in this world, since the first day that they took their breaths.
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endless. endless? oh. here’s endless. endless cycle. vicious circle. endless patterns that i watch like a repetitive train-wreck, constantly restarting and re-crashing
dreams words conversations love hate world air space growing fun static rope chain grass trees memory icecream mankind
It’s weird how days can slip away, marked by calendars and clocked, and yet as they’re filled with little achievement or accomplishment they pile themselves on in a seemingly endless string of apathy. Without progress or markers to make worth of the time, even a short life begins to feel a bit Groundhog Dayish.
endless days turn into endless nights. they are just kind of mix and mesh together like a pot of boiling romance. the days and nights wear on and things never seem to change, just get better. one big huge whirlwind blur. flashing forever into the unknown
love is sometimes endless whether it’s between two people or the love that one has for someone else. they may not know that the love it there. it kinda sucks.. it’s beautiful
I think about the endless paths I could have taken following the end of my high school education. Rather than take the year off I should have gone straight into university or entered the workforce. Now I’m so far behind the rest of my friends and what my family has expected of me that I fear there is no catching up.