the curve of her stomach was somehow graceful and beautiful and terrifying all at the same time and the longer he stared the more hypnotized he was by it –
“expecting?” said an old lady across the room.
the woman with the stomach smiled benevolently and he noticed she was even more beautiful than she had been before the stomach arrived.
im expecting alot from my life. expecting to see people for what they are for what there meant to be… i want to see the places on this earth that make your insides glow with beauty to match the planet’s. expecting to find… no! create myself in this life and than live what is placed infront of me! i expect to to feel myself to be the calm before the storm aproaches. i expect to see the joy and the pain that we are gifted with, and confirm that without pain and loss there would not be joy and love in this world. i expect to learn, to suck up as much information and knowledge that i can. i expect to marvel at the core of this world, for what it really is….
i wasn’t expecting that the photo would get me, but it did. His face was so gentle. Yet firm. Eyes soft, seeing right into my heart. Yet in control. His face strong but relaxed. Welcoming. I can’t wait to meet Him. In Heaven. He loves us all so much. Do you know Him?
Expecting children. It’s sad that the first thing that comes to mind is pregnancy. It’s sad that the first thing a couple expects of their children is grandchildren–after marriage, of course. Pregnancy before marriage is taboo–for good reason, of course.
I’m sick of seeing all these teenybobbers with kids. It’s digusting. Doesn’t anyone think of anyone else, anymore?
I hate that people ask “are you expecting” when you are pregant. Expecting a car? a puppy? for the mail? Everyone is expecting something. Pregnant is expecting baby, sure, but I always hated that phrasing. I felt like a little kid waiting for a mail man.
Other than being expecting with child, I don’t really like the word “expecting”. It seems like a demanding word. I am expecting that you do the dishes tonight. I like the word hope much more. I hee
I was expecting to see him today. He was everything i wanted to see. His hair, his eyes, his big hands and bis great smile. Expecting….that was what i was doing. Expecting all morning, day and night. Until now i keep expecting for him to call o see him. I keep waiting for him to appear. But .. he hasnt. Until today i have been expecting for him to come.
Just as he was expecting, the hummer came around the back of the shed, only this time she was toting a sawed-off 12 gauge shotgun, which hung limply by her side. She stopped and stared at him and cocked her head to one side, a slight smirk on her face. “So, I think it’s time,” she said. Jensen just stood there staring.
she was expecting something else. perhaps a river of sorts to wash away her tears. but along came a lake, that would just hold them forever. a reminder that the present, the here and now, is infinite.
I was expecting to get everything done on my list. That is really hilarious, because I never get everything done on my list unless I put 4 things on that are really simple! I have tried all different kinds of to do lists and I kind of love them and hate them. What would my world be like without things to do? Really?
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this. I don’t know if I was expecting more or less, better or worse, but I know it was something completely different than what stands in front of me right now. I wasn’t expecting you this way.
She was expecting me to go with her… Can you believe that? After all this time, she expected me to still love her. It’s absolute nonsense.
Sad thing is, I went with her. I couldn’t resist it. I followed that flower scented perfume all over Europe. I followed her until, one day, she left me. Horrific day, it was.
expecting to see someone soon. expecting a baby. expecting life to come to the door instead of going out to seek it. Expecting more from peoploe than they can possibly give. Expecting courtesy and receiveing shit. Expecting nothing and.
You are too reverent to the original. How can you call yourself a DJ if you’re not willing to reinterpret the song…even if it is by an icon. The icon is dead…this is your moment of resuscitation. DO SOMETHING. Take the crusty classic and make it breath with new life. Make it’s cock fill with new blood that is ALIVE. Forget what the tried and true fans are expecting…put some ‘stank’ on it…
I am expecting to have a better day today than I did the past couple of days where I have done nothing other than sleep, eat, shit, and drink. Hopefully I get a swipe of inspiration and do something productive. Fuck yeah, Something productive.
What did you want? Did you expect him to change? Did you expect him to come to your house with roses and apologies, tears down his face? Did you expect yourself to jump into his arms again, and reason that it was love all along? Never expect, disappointment is all that follows.
She was expecting me to go with her… Can you believe that? After all this time, she expected me to still love her. It’s absolute nonsense.
Sad thing is, I went with her. I couldn’t resist it. I followed that flower scented perfume all over Europe. I followed her until, one day, she left me. Horrific day, it was.
“What were you expecting?” she asked sullenly. “It was never going to make a difference, and you knew it.”
“But I did it anyway,” I said quietly.
“Why?” she asked. “Why would you even bother trying?”
“Because I love you,” I whispered fiercely.
When you expect something, you run the risk of getting your heart broken or not. You expect something good to happen and then it doesn’t and you’re just like, wow, that was terrible. Expectations can either make you or break you. True story, fellas.
Cliche but still chilling, nonetheless. Janice hadn’t been expecting to see him again so soon. It appeared that Robert still had the upper hand over her, now as always. It was only to be expected.
I am expecting my sister home. I likes Great Expectations. Frankinsitien was horrid. I hold vmy self to too high oh expectations, and that is why i need to go to a good college
It’s never what you’re expecting, is it? Life just happens, and things happen that you don’t want or like. But good things happen, too. e have to live through the bad things to get to the good ones. We have to make the bad things into good things.
Expecting compassion, I wait for your response. Silence. Stone coldness. I hesitate, then look up timidly into your eyes. All I see is contempt. Suddenly, my shame washes over me.
Like women who are pregnant. This whole process of preparing mind, body, soul, and environment for a whole new being in your life. Not only the foods you eat, the way you treat your body, but the place you will bring this new being into. Its amazing, really, you are creating, and harboring a whole new life.
Something great. Something good. Something unexpected to fill the empty void of his life as a insurance salesmen. He had everything that they said he would need. He had a loving wife, children, a house, and steady job, but he still didn’t feel complete.
a baby to cry every day but eventually it will turn happy when it understands that life is beautiful and full of flowers and the pretties trees ever. Trees you can climb and that will blossom and become aged over time.. like people. Trees are beautiful like people and many other things. Life is beautiful. beautiful.
Well. I was expecting a different word. I suppose. And now I am writing about it. Weird. What I am supposed to accomplish with this? I should be doing something more productive. Wow. There’s cake in the fridge. I want it. I want it so bad. But it’s not good for me. Hmm.
better times in the world of cinema so i will change it and be one of the most talented animators and filmmakers and make a renaissance in the film industry in america.
I am completely under estimating how much you can crush my expectations. I won’t bother to go back to you. I can’t keep my hopes up for a non- existant dream.
No longer expecting. Waiting, maybe but not a day goes by that I don’t think about you. You, too. I miss you and truthfully, a part of me always will.
some trouble, the man crouchdbehind tsofa andeked aroun it to watche door. slowly it opened and he could see nothing
the curve of her stomach was somehow graceful and beautiful and terrifying all at the same time and the longer he stared the more hypnotized he was by it –
“expecting?” said an old lady across the room.
the woman with the stomach smiled benevolently and he noticed she was even more beautiful than she had been before the stomach arrived.
im expecting alot from my life. expecting to see people for what they are for what there meant to be… i want to see the places on this earth that make your insides glow with beauty to match the planet’s. expecting to find… no! create myself in this life and than live what is placed infront of me! i expect to to feel myself to be the calm before the storm aproaches. i expect to see the joy and the pain that we are gifted with, and confirm that without pain and loss there would not be joy and love in this world. i expect to learn, to suck up as much information and knowledge that i can. i expect to marvel at the core of this world, for what it really is….
i wasn’t expecting that the photo would get me, but it did. His face was so gentle. Yet firm. Eyes soft, seeing right into my heart. Yet in control. His face strong but relaxed. Welcoming. I can’t wait to meet Him. In Heaven. He loves us all so much. Do you know Him?
ut oh….ummmm how did this happen???
Expecting children. It’s sad that the first thing that comes to mind is pregnancy. It’s sad that the first thing a couple expects of their children is grandchildren–after marriage, of course. Pregnancy before marriage is taboo–for good reason, of course.
I’m sick of seeing all these teenybobbers with kids. It’s digusting. Doesn’t anyone think of anyone else, anymore?
I hate that people ask “are you expecting” when you are pregant. Expecting a car? a puppy? for the mail? Everyone is expecting something. Pregnant is expecting baby, sure, but I always hated that phrasing. I felt like a little kid waiting for a mail man.
expectations are the root of all heartache.
this one line seems to sum up my life pretty well
Other than being expecting with child, I don’t really like the word “expecting”. It seems like a demanding word. I am expecting that you do the dishes tonight. I like the word hope much more. I hee
I was expecting to see him today. He was everything i wanted to see. His hair, his eyes, his big hands and bis great smile. Expecting….that was what i was doing. Expecting all morning, day and night. Until now i keep expecting for him to call o see him. I keep waiting for him to appear. But .. he hasnt. Until today i have been expecting for him to come.
Just as he was expecting, the hummer came around the back of the shed, only this time she was toting a sawed-off 12 gauge shotgun, which hung limply by her side. She stopped and stared at him and cocked her head to one side, a slight smirk on her face. “So, I think it’s time,” she said. Jensen just stood there staring.
she was expecting something else. perhaps a river of sorts to wash away her tears. but along came a lake, that would just hold them forever. a reminder that the present, the here and now, is infinite.
I was expecting to get everything done on my list. That is really hilarious, because I never get everything done on my list unless I put 4 things on that are really simple! I have tried all different kinds of to do lists and I kind of love them and hate them. What would my world be like without things to do? Really?
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this. I don’t know if I was expecting more or less, better or worse, but I know it was something completely different than what stands in front of me right now. I wasn’t expecting you this way.
She was expecting me to go with her… Can you believe that? After all this time, she expected me to still love her. It’s absolute nonsense.
Sad thing is, I went with her. I couldn’t resist it. I followed that flower scented perfume all over Europe. I followed her until, one day, she left me. Horrific day, it was.
expecting to see someone soon. expecting a baby. expecting life to come to the door instead of going out to seek it. Expecting more from peoploe than they can possibly give. Expecting courtesy and receiveing shit. Expecting nothing and.
You are too reverent to the original. How can you call yourself a DJ if you’re not willing to reinterpret the song…even if it is by an icon. The icon is dead…this is your moment of resuscitation. DO SOMETHING. Take the crusty classic and make it breath with new life. Make it’s cock fill with new blood that is ALIVE. Forget what the tried and true fans are expecting…put some ‘stank’ on it…
I am expecting to have a better day today than I did the past couple of days where I have done nothing other than sleep, eat, shit, and drink. Hopefully I get a swipe of inspiration and do something productive. Fuck yeah, Something productive.
What did you want? Did you expect him to change? Did you expect him to come to your house with roses and apologies, tears down his face? Did you expect yourself to jump into his arms again, and reason that it was love all along? Never expect, disappointment is all that follows.
She was expecting me to go with her… Can you believe that? After all this time, she expected me to still love her. It’s absolute nonsense.
Sad thing is, I went with her. I couldn’t resist it. I followed that flower scented perfume all over Europe. I followed her until, one day, she left me. Horrific day, it was.
expecting the best. hoping for the worst. expect the unexpected. dont dance if you arent expecting one . expect it from yourself
Expecting. Expecting what? The falling out of the tree part or the breaking your right arm in three places part? What did you expect?
Well, I have no idea. Find it out for yourself.
“What were you expecting?” she asked sullenly. “It was never going to make a difference, and you knew it.”
“But I did it anyway,” I said quietly.
“Why?” she asked. “Why would you even bother trying?”
“Because I love you,” I whispered fiercely.
When you expect something, you run the risk of getting your heart broken or not. You expect something good to happen and then it doesn’t and you’re just like, wow, that was terrible. Expectations can either make you or break you. True story, fellas.
“I’ve been expecting you.”
Cliche but still chilling, nonetheless. Janice hadn’t been expecting to see him again so soon. It appeared that Robert still had the upper hand over her, now as always. It was only to be expected.
waiting, anticipation, relying on someone or something to do a certain thing, something that will or should happen, expectation, expecting a child
I am expecting my sister home. I likes Great Expectations. Frankinsitien was horrid. I hold vmy self to too high oh expectations, and that is why i need to go to a good college
It’s never what you’re expecting, is it? Life just happens, and things happen that you don’t want or like. But good things happen, too. e have to live through the bad things to get to the good ones. We have to make the bad things into good things.
Expecting compassion, I wait for your response. Silence. Stone coldness. I hesitate, then look up timidly into your eyes. All I see is contempt. Suddenly, my shame washes over me.
Someone is expecting a baby. They’ll need clothes, diapers, food, toys, crib, sheets, etc.
You’re expecting company.
Like women who are pregnant. This whole process of preparing mind, body, soul, and environment for a whole new being in your life. Not only the foods you eat, the way you treat your body, but the place you will bring this new being into. Its amazing, really, you are creating, and harboring a whole new life.
success and fulfillment from interacting with reality, those around you, family, friends, work, endeavors.
Something great. Something good. Something unexpected to fill the empty void of his life as a insurance salesmen. He had everything that they said he would need. He had a loving wife, children, a house, and steady job, but he still didn’t feel complete.
a baby to cry every day but eventually it will turn happy when it understands that life is beautiful and full of flowers and the pretties trees ever. Trees you can climb and that will blossom and become aged over time.. like people. Trees are beautiful like people and many other things. Life is beautiful. beautiful.
the new year, a weddignd, the nexts six months this night this week alone, la vejez
Well. I was expecting a different word. I suppose. And now I am writing about it. Weird. What I am supposed to accomplish with this? I should be doing something more productive. Wow. There’s cake in the fridge. I want it. I want it so bad. But it’s not good for me. Hmm.
One of my expectatives of my life now is the next I want to work a
better times in the world of cinema so i will change it and be one of the most talented animators and filmmakers and make a renaissance in the film industry in america.
I am completely under estimating how much you can crush my expectations. I won’t bother to go back to you. I can’t keep my hopes up for a non- existant dream.