on phonics. fishing hook. that movie with will smith in it ! sooo good even though i never saw it. im hooked on jack. hes got me hooked. i love him. past tense. spanish class. preterito! do not hook! help! ayuda ayuda!!!!!!!!! im hooked on this webbiesite
It doesn’t take much before you’re hooked. The needle breaks the skin, taunt with the pressure from the elastic that constrains it. It took a couple of tries to find a good vein, but that’s all behind you now. Fingers fumbling with the syringe, the plunger slides down, and the world as you know it fades away.
I am hooked on life. I can’t get enough of it. Even like right now, when I am at my worst, I still know that life will always have me hooked on its crazy twists and turns. What a weird ride.
i am hooked to my laptop. i go on it every day. gets pretty fucking annoying. but meh. oh well. its not like anyones reading this anyway…. mmmyeah. i love my laptop. but i hate it.
like most things.
its weird though.
you had me hooked. it had me hooked. from the moment i saw you i knew that this would be my life from now on. i can come off but can you? i don’t think i could get off you even if i tried. it? that’d be fine.
you had me hooked. it had me hooked. from the moment i saw you i knew that this would be my life from now on. i can come off but can you? i don’t think i could get off you even if i tried.
getting hooked on something means that you really can’t stop. Like getting hooked in a good book. It is that special book that you want to read every moment of everyday until you are done with it. Then you get to that one good part and you don’t even want to put it down. It is jus
she hooked me so hard and so deceitfully. I hate her now. I hate her and I love her. She’s broken me completely and failed to put me back together as she said she would. I’m learning though. I’m learning I can fix myself and I can probably forgive her.
Hooked like a fish hook like a finger wrapped around. Like it’s official love. You are in the loop. Then you see it is just a hooked like a priate and it is full of bacteria ready to make you swine.
I’m hooked on a feeling. Hooks are a place to hang things, hooks are also things that catch. I’ve been caught. I’m hooked. Some hooks have purpose and some don’t
i’m hooked on something i would like to give up. i am trying to let it go but can’t seem to do it. i guess that’s why they call it hooked. it’s like hooking a fish…you can’t let it go easily. i wish i could let it go easily but it isn’t going to happen. i don’t know when i will ever be able to let it go. hopefully soon or i am wasting time.
Hooked was the name of the game. All we had to do was sit and wait, with the bait on the end. Eventually a nibble would come round and then a hard yank would follow. Two fish in our barrel. Today’s game of hooked was indeed a good game.
I am hooked on way to many things right now, my computer being one big one, but I am also hooked on my children, the love of my life and coffee. I don’t know how my days would go with out any of them in my life. I am also pretty hooked on God as well. He is good to us all.
Hooked! I got him. Pulling, reeling, stretching out the thin wiry line. Zigging, zagging, the fish made my pole bend and sway like the grandson of the St. Louis arch. I couldn’t believe how shiny and slithery he was, all blue and glistening in the light.
i am stuck. in reality there is nothing here, for me, for anyone, but like a stupid fish looking for an easy meal i bit without looking and now i am stuck. i don’t know if i’ll ever escape, but the truth is, after swimming in concentric circles day in and day out, hook in my cheek, i am getting used to the idea.
I’ve been hooked on google chrome for the past two days. It’s got this beautiful user-friendly interface that’s so fun to use. I love it. It’s perfect for an obsessive internet user like myself.
I was hooked. YOu grabbed onto me and snagged beneath my skin. a barbed wire i cant pull out no matter how hard i tug. your influence is stuck to me and your name written on my sking. your love has me hooked like a fish on a line and i can’t help but love being caught. im waiting for you to reel me in, love. hurry up. im already hooked.
hooked up means to fuck… but it is kind of vague. I mean, it really is vague because you can say you “hooked” up and it could mean kiss, blow, fuck or anything. Any of the bases— them sexual bases, I mean.
You can be hooked on something as well. A fish gets hook to… well, a hook. You can be hooked to a story, or a show, or meth. Probably meth.
The way your hand moves
across the page- you fill up
horizontals among spaces and the best thing about your hand is
writing your g’s.
They leave me on the edge waiting to see what type of mystery comes next. Your g’s
lead us to new fields, uncharted territories
(the unknown word), things to conquer.
With a hook of a g, you leave
me hanging on a suspension bridge.
Hooked on the feeling of lightness. She does not do anything, she does not create. She goes to work, serves the coffee blends, eats a domestic dinner, talks with a friend, checks her social status via computer and goes to sleep. On Friday she will realize just what she has been doing for all these years.
hooked on to love like a fish. it was a bait, it was hell of a beautiful bet that i fell for. no regrets though. I had to fall for it. now i live happy forever.. truely
I hate this, this stupid sensation of sugar and starbucks and all thing corporate. Look at them, in their silly coats and suits and corporate executiveness, filling the space and air and all things we know with their marketing and false promises. We change the world, we make it better, bullshit. They fall, utterly fall, utterly fall to the lows of morality. And we do too.
i was hooked by the scent of mulberry on her breath, not even knowing what mulberry was, not knowing what it would come to mean, not knowing how it would entrance me in days to come or how i would come to loathe that scent as i grew and she stood still. I would give anything to forget the smell that first hooked me.
I’m hooked. Can’t steal myself away, trapped in the cold metal barb you’ve dropped in my small pond.
What else is there to do?
I struggle within the confines, finding only walls.
I went for your bait, and I was hooked.
And yet, despite the pain, I’ve found release.
I’m not sure when I began to realize I was addicted. Maybe it was when I ignored my previously beloved cat desperately meowing in hunger and chose instead to focus on the screen in front of me. A weeks later, Rusty died. I had left him unfed, but I didn’t care. My pathetic mind had what it craved most.
being hooked on someone as if they are a drug,
someone that is like a drug,
you get addicted to their love.
By Edina, whoadin on tumblr! (: on 01.20.2010
on phonics. fishing hook. that movie with will smith in it ! sooo good even though i never saw it. im hooked on jack. hes got me hooked. i love him. past tense. spanish class. preterito! do not hook! help! ayuda ayuda!!!!!!!!! im hooked on this webbiesite
By jlynn on 01.20.2010
It doesn’t take much before you’re hooked. The needle breaks the skin, taunt with the pressure from the elastic that constrains it. It took a couple of tries to find a good vein, but that’s all behind you now. Fingers fumbling with the syringe, the plunger slides down, and the world as you know it fades away.
By Kom on 01.20.2010
I am hooked on life. I can’t get enough of it. Even like right now, when I am at my worst, I still know that life will always have me hooked on its crazy twists and turns. What a weird ride.
By AK on 01.20.2010
i am hooked to my laptop. i go on it every day. gets pretty fucking annoying. but meh. oh well. its not like anyones reading this anyway…. mmmyeah. i love my laptop. but i hate it.
like most things.
its weird though.
By trisha on 01.20.2010
you had me hooked. it had me hooked. from the moment i saw you i knew that this would be my life from now on. i can come off but can you? i don’t think i could get off you even if i tried. it? that’d be fine.
By Ashleigh on 01.20.2010
you had me hooked. it had me hooked. from the moment i saw you i knew that this would be my life from now on. i can come off but can you? i don’t think i could get off you even if i tried.
By Ashleigh on 01.20.2010
getting hooked on something means that you really can’t stop. Like getting hooked in a good book. It is that special book that you want to read every moment of everyday until you are done with it. Then you get to that one good part and you don’t even want to put it down. It is jus
By Pixi on 01.20.2010
she hooked me so hard and so deceitfully. I hate her now. I hate her and I love her. She’s broken me completely and failed to put me back together as she said she would. I’m learning though. I’m learning I can fix myself and I can probably forgive her.
By sloane on 01.20.2010
Hooked like a fish hook like a finger wrapped around. Like it’s official love. You are in the loop. Then you see it is just a hooked like a priate and it is full of bacteria ready to make you swine.
By April Fredrikson on 01.20.2010
I’m hooked on a feeling. Hooks are a place to hang things, hooks are also things that catch. I’ve been caught. I’m hooked. Some hooks have purpose and some don’t
By beth on 01.20.2010
i’m hooked on something i would like to give up. i am trying to let it go but can’t seem to do it. i guess that’s why they call it hooked. it’s like hooking a fish…you can’t let it go easily. i wish i could let it go easily but it isn’t going to happen. i don’t know when i will ever be able to let it go. hopefully soon or i am wasting time.
By Anonymous on 01.20.2010
Hooked was the name of the game. All we had to do was sit and wait, with the bait on the end. Eventually a nibble would come round and then a hard yank would follow. Two fish in our barrel. Today’s game of hooked was indeed a good game.
By Anonymous on 01.20.2010
Hooked? I mean what’s that. I’ve encountered the word tow or three times but i’ve never really taken the time to search it’s meaning.
By okk on 01.20.2010
I am hooked on way to many things right now, my computer being one big one, but I am also hooked on my children, the love of my life and coffee. I don’t know how my days would go with out any of them in my life. I am also pretty hooked on God as well. He is good to us all.
By Monica on 01.20.2010
Hooked! I got him. Pulling, reeling, stretching out the thin wiry line. Zigging, zagging, the fish made my pole bend and sway like the grandson of the St. Louis arch. I couldn’t believe how shiny and slithery he was, all blue and glistening in the light.
By AmandaO on 01.20.2010
hooked
By Anonymous on 01.20.2010
I’m hooked on phonics.
By Anonymous on 01.20.2010
I’m hooked. It’s no secret. The pills have hooked me and dragged me out of my own world and into the world of death.
By Gregory G on 01.20.2010
i am stuck. in reality there is nothing here, for me, for anyone, but like a stupid fish looking for an easy meal i bit without looking and now i am stuck. i don’t know if i’ll ever escape, but the truth is, after swimming in concentric circles day in and day out, hook in my cheek, i am getting used to the idea.
By ranny on 01.20.2010
emotionally attached , cant stop thinking about it, addicted, “I am hooked” I love it! I have got to have it, caught, fish
By Anonymous on 01.20.2010
I’ve been hooked on google chrome for the past two days. It’s got this beautiful user-friendly interface that’s so fun to use. I love it. It’s perfect for an obsessive internet user like myself.
By Nina on 01.20.2010
I was hooked. YOu grabbed onto me and snagged beneath my skin. a barbed wire i cant pull out no matter how hard i tug. your influence is stuck to me and your name written on my sking. your love has me hooked like a fish on a line and i can’t help but love being caught. im waiting for you to reel me in, love. hurry up. im already hooked.
By shannon on 01.20.2010
Someone who is addicted to something. Whether it is drugs or shopping. Where one is totally taken over.
By Darlene Murphy on 01.20.2010
Hooked on you
Hooked on this feeling
Wish it didn’t have to go away
Wish I could stay with you
I want to get away from here
And be with you more
I need to get away from the anger
And the sadness
You make me happy
You drive away the grey
And the pain in my heart
I’m content with you
I love you
With all my heart and soul
I’m addicted to the feeling of you
You’re my shining star in the black night
You’re saving me
The depression is gone
From grey to baby blue
That’s what you’ve done to me
Hooked on you
Hooked on your love
Hooked on your touch
Hooked on everything about you
You’ll always be with me
By Rik on 01.20.2010
hooked up means to fuck… but it is kind of vague. I mean, it really is vague because you can say you “hooked” up and it could mean kiss, blow, fuck or anything. Any of the bases— them sexual bases, I mean.
You can be hooked on something as well. A fish gets hook to… well, a hook. You can be hooked to a story, or a show, or meth. Probably meth.
By meg on 01.20.2010
I was hooked like a fish and I couldn
By Michelle on 01.20.2010
hooked is what happens to fishies when the fishers go fishing :)
By amy :) on 01.20.2010
The way your hand moves
across the page- you fill up
horizontals among spaces and the best thing about your hand is
writing your g’s.
They leave me on the edge waiting to see what type of mystery comes next. Your g’s
lead us to new fields, uncharted territories
(the unknown word), things to conquer.
With a hook of a g, you leave
me hanging on a suspension bridge.
By ChanAn on 01.20.2010
The worm was hooked, the line was in the water.
Now we play the waiting game.
waiting
waiting
waiting…
By Tracy on 01.20.2010
Hooked on the feeling of lightness. She does not do anything, she does not create. She goes to work, serves the coffee blends, eats a domestic dinner, talks with a friend, checks her social status via computer and goes to sleep. On Friday she will realize just what she has been doing for all these years.
By SteveH on 01.20.2010
hooked on to love like a fish. it was a bait, it was hell of a beautiful bet that i fell for. no regrets though. I had to fall for it. now i live happy forever.. truely
By supriya on 01.20.2010
I hate this, this stupid sensation of sugar and starbucks and all thing corporate. Look at them, in their silly coats and suits and corporate executiveness, filling the space and air and all things we know with their marketing and false promises. We change the world, we make it better, bullshit. They fall, utterly fall, utterly fall to the lows of morality. And we do too.
By Dypsonian on 01.20.2010
i was hooked by the scent of mulberry on her breath, not even knowing what mulberry was, not knowing what it would come to mean, not knowing how it would entrance me in days to come or how i would come to loathe that scent as i grew and she stood still. I would give anything to forget the smell that first hooked me.
By Thomas Borowiec on 01.20.2010
I’m hooked. Can’t steal myself away, trapped in the cold metal barb you’ve dropped in my small pond.
What else is there to do?
I struggle within the confines, finding only walls.
I went for your bait, and I was hooked.
And yet, despite the pain, I’ve found release.
By kungfuturtle on 01.20.2010
i’ve tried to deny it, i swear.
but you, hey you, i think i’ve gotten hooked on you.
By Shamu on 01.20.2010
hooked on heroin, hooked on love.
i am hooked on those who love heroin.
By bobbyjeeeean on 01.20.2010
i am hooked on you.
to be hooked is to be like a fish,
if a fish hook hooked you you would bleed.
i’m hooked to fish
By Jessica on 01.20.2010
I was hooked on him; every kiss, every touch was like a drug and I just wanted more and more of him. The time we had was never enough.
By Sarah on 01.20.2010
I’m not sure when I began to realize I was addicted. Maybe it was when I ignored my previously beloved cat desperately meowing in hunger and chose instead to focus on the screen in front of me. A weeks later, Rusty died. I had left him unfed, but I didn’t care. My pathetic mind had what it craved most.
By vish on 01.20.2010