i’ve lately been obssessed about nature and to some extent, pregnancy. i dont know why and hopefully my subconscious wont be tricking me into any surprise pregnancies anytime soon. but yes, green fields and happy babies – obsessed, i say.
obsessed is to be in love or attached. its obsessevice so its either a bad thing or its a good thing. like, im obsessed with taylor swift because shes beuatiful, her songs are beautifu,l she makes my days so much better sometimes. its such a strong love for someone that you never want them out of your world.
I’m obsessed with the way the clouds can clear to reveal a beautiful blue sky. The mood is different, and it’s so amazing how quickly things can change just because of a simple thing. Compare it to life, it’s ridiculously similar, like when a person is happy, so is everybody else. When the sky is blue, everybody feels so much better.
She was obsessed with him. every thought, every moment, consumed by simple memory’s of the way things used to be. before it happened. before it changed there lives forever…It would never be the same.
Obsession is the name of a perfume.. I’ve been curious about why someone would want to be obsessed since it’s a dark emotion that seems to ascend upon a person without conscious thought. And it’s unwelcome – it consumes you body and soul. Logic takes a back seat and emotion rules. It’t a wild ride an out of control ride with no end in sight exhausting and debilitation, perhaps exhilarating and rewarding, crazy, scary and impossible to control.
eating can be an obsession. one you must conquer. i don’t want to be fat forever. i don’t want to obsess over being fat, or on what i want to do, what i shouldn’t have eaten, or what i can’t eat. obsessed. i don’t think it is good, and it’s all about balance.
I am not obsessed with you, or the fact that this word was the word yesterday. I take an hour minus half to get ready and being obsessed with the way I look is a day to day thing and I try to not be.
Obsession is never good.
I am just so obsessed with those shoes. They are like, to DIE for. Did you see they yellow piping? and the detailing? I just love the silhouette. But maybe the soles should be more of a taupe than a beige?
Perhaps one of the loneliest of all the things i’ve tried to distinguish between in my life is that of love and obsession. i like to pretend that i’ve experienced both interconnected, passion i suppose, but i know it isn’t true. so far, it’s been all about obsession
The blade cruised smoothly along my pale skin. The sharp metal barely even biting into the flesh on my sides. I was obsessed with the way the drops of blood would so gracefully follow after the blade like a loyal puppy. I lived for that image, and the wonderful feeling I got afterward. It was like my daily fixation of drugs, but in the shape of pain.
Gentleman peanut could not stop thinking about lady legume. He was obsessed with lady legume.He would buy her gifts that were made out of tissue paper. He often told stories to her about a man who sailed the eight seas. He said that there were eight seas because he counted Australia as a sea. He told lady legume that only gravediggers thought Australia was a continent.
Roses, everywhere. That’s all I could see in the small dank room. Yet it was also somehow cheery in there as well. Kind of like a preschool where all the walls are dull, but the posters on them liven up the over all outlook of the room. This person obviously loved roses. It was kind of inspiring.
i am obsessed with eyes. and his in particular. i cant stand that i cant see them anymore but he made it that way. i never realized how important a single apology was to me, and when i didn’t get it, he broke my heart.
You start out with something really great. And you love it.. until it becomes more. You start to think about it all the time, too much… until it’s all you CAN think about. It’s in your mind, your dreams, stealing your days and running your life. It can be good, or it can be bad… but it is inevitable. Obsession just happens. YOu can’t stop it. It controls you, for better or worse.
i dont know why everyone has to be so obsessed with me. not even like that, its not it a good way. yeah ok, i put up with a lot, it seems like my life it perfect and for all you know, it is. except you’re a human too tsp you have ot knw how it is, dont you? we all put on a show. mine is just better than yours.
Estaba obsesionada. Tenía que fotografíar cualquier ser vivo que se le cruzaba. Sea una vaca, una cucaracha o el perro del vecino. Y necesitaba saber su nombre. Primero pedía a su madre que se lo anotara (porque ya se había percatado de que esto era un método confiable para no perder las cosas) …
omg like why are you so obsessed with me? i have so many stalkers and no one knows why. Maybe they have nothing better to do that just spend their lives being obsessed with me. This word reminds me of the movie Mean Girls. I love that movie so much.
The obsessed lunatic was watching her, but she wasn’t aware. He was obsessed with affection and attention, but she wasn’t giving her cat any lovin’ right now.
I loved him so much. It was crazy of me. I knew that. But I didn’t care. I was taken away because of it. Put away. They came for me after I violated the restraining order. He didn’t mean it. I knew he didn’t.
So much obsessed with my own self, i think I lost some real good opportunities to live life. Just seeking pardon for my mistakes from the divine and hoping things happen for good. If i made mistake, let me correct them too.
right now I am obsessed with Midd Kid, but I am also obsessed with cupcakes…cupcakes of all sorts. But I don’t know what Amanda thought of that and yesterday was kinda awkward and I hope Shadoe liked me!
Are you obsessed, possessed by an urge, catching you by the neck, making you stick to it and get the things done to its finish ? If not just try it once.
i am obsessed with stumble upon it is a unbelibavably addictive and all consuming task that takes me away from work and play in equal amounts. someone needs to help me. help me stop procrastinating. all this time away. being wasted.
I was once obsessed. with a boy, that is – i was young and naive, and i embarassed myself. looking back – i didn’t know any different, but i’m suprised people came near me after that. i didn’t know what love was……i still don’t, but i certainly know that the way i acted then wasn’t normal… i just wanted to be noticed, and that i was – no doubt! but i wanted it to be for different reasons.
I am not obsessed with anything in particular, except wondering if I may be obsessed with anything one thing too much in particular. Truly. I’m obsessed.
I’m obsessed with the way people have been perceiving me lately. I got tired of it, and finally changed a bit about myself. I was too depressed with myself. Now I’m down 60 lbs and I’m feeling pretty great. Never give up on yourself.
Your eyes, so clear and so kind. I wish they would only look at me. I sit at the phone waiting for your text or call. I’m just on sad, lonely girl and you seem to be my one prince charming. But you don’t see me a I see you, I’m just a friend to help out. For now, I will remain obsessed.
obsession is dependant on circumstances and attributes of those concerned. this could be a pig obsessed with pineapples or a giraffe wondering about monkeys all day long. The length of this day could become an obsession if you were to think about it for too long.
i used to be obsessed with the wrong things. Boys, vanity, trends. That however, was just a phase. I’m now on the track to somewhere instead of nowhere, and only obsessed with my love, my future
You’re tall, you’re tan, you’re handsome. You are everything I want and you are everything I need. You walk into the room and my heart skips beats. You walk across the hall and suddenly I am right beside you. You are my best friend, and I am obsessed with you.
I think everyone is obsessed about something, be it their weight, car, social status, etc. Its quite sad actually but honestly thats what life is about. Striving to be the best at what we think we should be. Everyone is obsessed with success, life, money, kids, love, and what others think.
i’ve lately been obssessed about nature and to some extent, pregnancy. i dont know why and hopefully my subconscious wont be tricking me into any surprise pregnancies anytime soon. but yes, green fields and happy babies – obsessed, i say.
I just can’t stop thinking about him. I see him in the hallways, at his house, on the street, in the store…
In my dreams.
People keep telling me I’m crazy. I swear to God I’m not. I’m a perfectly normal person– when he’s not around.
Maybe I’m just obsessed.
obsessed is to be in love or attached. its obsessevice so its either a bad thing or its a good thing. like, im obsessed with taylor swift because shes beuatiful, her songs are beautifu,l she makes my days so much better sometimes. its such a strong love for someone that you never want them out of your world.
I already wrote about obsessed and i don’t feel like doing it again. Why write about the same thing twice? Why? There is no reason why. That’s why.
I’m obsessed with the way the clouds can clear to reveal a beautiful blue sky. The mood is different, and it’s so amazing how quickly things can change just because of a simple thing. Compare it to life, it’s ridiculously similar, like when a person is happy, so is everybody else. When the sky is blue, everybody feels so much better.
She was obsessed with him. every thought, every moment, consumed by simple memory’s of the way things used to be. before it happened. before it changed there lives forever…It would never be the same.
Obsession is the name of a perfume.. I’ve been curious about why someone would want to be obsessed since it’s a dark emotion that seems to ascend upon a person without conscious thought. And it’s unwelcome – it consumes you body and soul. Logic takes a back seat and emotion rules. It’t a wild ride an out of control ride with no end in sight exhausting and debilitation, perhaps exhilarating and rewarding, crazy, scary and impossible to control.
eating can be an obsession. one you must conquer. i don’t want to be fat forever. i don’t want to obsess over being fat, or on what i want to do, what i shouldn’t have eaten, or what i can’t eat. obsessed. i don’t think it is good, and it’s all about balance.
I am not obsessed with you, or the fact that this word was the word yesterday. I take an hour minus half to get ready and being obsessed with the way I look is a day to day thing and I try to not be.
Obsession is never good.
I am just so obsessed with those shoes. They are like, to DIE for. Did you see they yellow piping? and the detailing? I just love the silhouette. But maybe the soles should be more of a taupe than a beige?
Obsession is something that is creepy and scary if you’re a stalker. if you’re obsessed with ducks though, thats okay cause ducks like stalkers.
Perhaps one of the loneliest of all the things i’ve tried to distinguish between in my life is that of love and obsession. i like to pretend that i’ve experienced both interconnected, passion i suppose, but i know it isn’t true. so far, it’s been all about obsession
The blade cruised smoothly along my pale skin. The sharp metal barely even biting into the flesh on my sides. I was obsessed with the way the drops of blood would so gracefully follow after the blade like a loyal puppy. I lived for that image, and the wonderful feeling I got afterward. It was like my daily fixation of drugs, but in the shape of pain.
Gentleman peanut could not stop thinking about lady legume. He was obsessed with lady legume.He would buy her gifts that were made out of tissue paper. He often told stories to her about a man who sailed the eight seas. He said that there were eight seas because he counted Australia as a sea. He told lady legume that only gravediggers thought Australia was a continent.
Roses, everywhere. That’s all I could see in the small dank room. Yet it was also somehow cheery in there as well. Kind of like a preschool where all the walls are dull, but the posters on them liven up the over all outlook of the room. This person obviously loved roses. It was kind of inspiring.
i am obsessed with eyes. and his in particular. i cant stand that i cant see them anymore but he made it that way. i never realized how important a single apology was to me, and when i didn’t get it, he broke my heart.
You start out with something really great. And you love it.. until it becomes more. You start to think about it all the time, too much… until it’s all you CAN think about. It’s in your mind, your dreams, stealing your days and running your life. It can be good, or it can be bad… but it is inevitable. Obsession just happens. YOu can’t stop it. It controls you, for better or worse.
i dont know why everyone has to be so obsessed with me. not even like that, its not it a good way. yeah ok, i put up with a lot, it seems like my life it perfect and for all you know, it is. except you’re a human too tsp you have ot knw how it is, dont you? we all put on a show. mine is just better than yours.
el mundo esta obsesionado con el deseo de tener a su alcance todo lo que sus facultades le permite
Black eyes are a mark of it.
The kind of eyes that are focused on something behind you;
they reach beyond your head and
they don’t look very kind.
The way your soul gets chipped away at
with every touch; every shove;
every cold nudge to the left as he
storms on toward the unreachable.
Estaba obsesionada. Tenía que fotografíar cualquier ser vivo que se le cruzaba. Sea una vaca, una cucaracha o el perro del vecino. Y necesitaba saber su nombre. Primero pedía a su madre que se lo anotara (porque ya se había percatado de que esto era un método confiable para no perder las cosas) …
Skinny
fat
legs
hair
beautiful
sex
addiction
baking
size 0
counting calories
world peace
time bomb
self harm
love
omg like why are you so obsessed with me? i have so many stalkers and no one knows why. Maybe they have nothing better to do that just spend their lives being obsessed with me. This word reminds me of the movie Mean Girls. I love that movie so much.
The obsessed lunatic was watching her, but she wasn’t aware. He was obsessed with affection and attention, but she wasn’t giving her cat any lovin’ right now.
I am obsessed with anime.
She called me at 3:30 in the morning. Her quiet voice in the other line of the phone woke me up. But I could hear the whispers outside my window.
Shivers down my spine and cold sweat.
I loved him so much. It was crazy of me. I knew that. But I didn’t care. I was taken away because of it. Put away. They came for me after I violated the restraining order. He didn’t mean it. I knew he didn’t.
about time, about life, about me. What I’m I, what will I become. Is it worth it? Maybe, maybe not. And now the time is up.
So much obsessed with my own self, i think I lost some real good opportunities to live life. Just seeking pardon for my mistakes from the divine and hoping things happen for good. If i made mistake, let me correct them too.
right now I am obsessed with Midd Kid, but I am also obsessed with cupcakes…cupcakes of all sorts. But I don’t know what Amanda thought of that and yesterday was kinda awkward and I hope Shadoe liked me!
Are you obsessed, possessed by an urge, catching you by the neck, making you stick to it and get the things done to its finish ? If not just try it once.
i am obsessed with stumble upon it is a unbelibavably addictive and all consuming task that takes me away from work and play in equal amounts. someone needs to help me. help me stop procrastinating. all this time away. being wasted.
I was once obsessed. with a boy, that is – i was young and naive, and i embarassed myself. looking back – i didn’t know any different, but i’m suprised people came near me after that. i didn’t know what love was……i still don’t, but i certainly know that the way i acted then wasn’t normal… i just wanted to be noticed, and that i was – no doubt! but i wanted it to be for different reasons.
I am not obsessed with anything in particular, except wondering if I may be obsessed with anything one thing too much in particular. Truly. I’m obsessed.
I’m obsessed with the way people have been perceiving me lately. I got tired of it, and finally changed a bit about myself. I was too depressed with myself. Now I’m down 60 lbs and I’m feeling pretty great. Never give up on yourself.
Your eyes, so clear and so kind. I wish they would only look at me. I sit at the phone waiting for your text or call. I’m just on sad, lonely girl and you seem to be my one prince charming. But you don’t see me a I see you, I’m just a friend to help out. For now, I will remain obsessed.
obsession is dependant on circumstances and attributes of those concerned. this could be a pig obsessed with pineapples or a giraffe wondering about monkeys all day long. The length of this day could become an obsession if you were to think about it for too long.
i used to be obsessed with the wrong things. Boys, vanity, trends. That however, was just a phase. I’m now on the track to somewhere instead of nowhere, and only obsessed with my love, my future
You’re tall, you’re tan, you’re handsome. You are everything I want and you are everything I need. You walk into the room and my heart skips beats. You walk across the hall and suddenly I am right beside you. You are my best friend, and I am obsessed with you.
I think everyone is obsessed about something, be it their weight, car, social status, etc. Its quite sad actually but honestly thats what life is about. Striving to be the best at what we think we should be. Everyone is obsessed with success, life, money, kids, love, and what others think.