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Obsessed people can’t stop thinking about things or people or places. They base all their thoughts on that specific thing or person or place and they can’t wait until their day is over so they can go home and think about that thing or person or place some more. It’s actually quite ridiculous and everyone is pretty guilty of being obsessed over something. It’s a weird state to be in. Am I obsessed about anything, anyone or anywhere right now? I don’t believe so. Well, I think I’m obsessed about trying to keep myself sane. That’s pretty much it. Everyone does it…except maybe people who love Justin Bieber. That’s just…weird, which is what I said being obsessed was.
By JP on 03.12.2011
I became obsessed. His eyes captivated me. His lips…perfectly puckered. I couldn’t eat. i couldn’t sleep. All i could do was think of him. He captured my mind. He was all there was for me. What was I to do?
By Jessica on 03.12.2011
Obsession is terrifying….scary. To be obsessed is overwhelming.what if you are the one that someone else is obsessed about? That is terrifying too and very scary. Being obsessed is a waste of precious time!
By Donna on 03.12.2011
hi my name is joclyn im 11 yeahs old and im so bored i do not know what to writ about so ill just write about random things kk nvm bye i have no more time
By rachel on 03.12.2011
Obsessed. Being obsessed is not only having an attachment to something. It’s passion. Doing what you love and loving what you do.
By Shelby URL on 03.12.2011
I was obsessed with the way she walked, the way she moved, the clothes she wore, even, to my embarassment, the way she smelt. I simply could not get her out of my head and she would hang around there poking into my thoughts and peering around the darkest recesses of my brain like a nosey relative.
By Jem M URL on 03.12.2011
I am obsessed with Lord Sesshomaru. He is such a beautiful person. I cant imagine what I do without him in my life. No one has ever looked at me the way he does. Lord Sesshomaru is such a nice and kind hearted person. Obsessed isnt even the word to use as to how much I am so much into him.
By Tina Germani URL on 03.12.2011
I’m definitely not obsessed with you. Yes, I talk about you a lot. Yes, I think about you a lot. Yes, I spend time with you a lot, but I’m not obsessed. Your one of my closest friends, so how can I not do all of the above?
By laughalot on 03.12.2011
He is obsessed with her. The way her hair shines in the sun. The way her body moves when she runs. He follows behind. Not too close, not to far. Watching her body. He knew he was sick. But all her wanted was to kiss her, hold her, make her scream.
By CaitieLin on 03.12.2011
i’m obsessed with graduating school it feels like it will never happen. I will have to invent some sort of weird job that I can enjoy and make money at if I get desperate. Wait I’m already desperate. And i’m pretty sure only people that are already rich get to invent cool cash cow jobs. with perks, like courtside tickets.
By R on 03.12.2011
i hate how we as american girls become obsessed with guys. Their looks, their hair, their eyes, and their smiles. Sometimes it can be healthy to look at these things, but other times it is simply just ridiculous.
By Val on 03.12.2011
my obesssion: life
drink it in
from behind partition from the concentration
how can we not understand
By megan URL on 03.12.2011
I am obsessed with Harry Potter. I love everything about it. The books, movies, cast of the movies, fans–everything. I just saw Deathly Hallows again with my friend last night and it was lovely.
By ishbit URL on 03.12.2011
She sat and looked out the window.
It was dark and she was alone,
but she saw the flickering lights of the
and she became obsessed.
There was that time.
The one she longed for
and it consumed her.
By Wings.Fly URL on 03.12.2011
i have always been obsessed with Calvin And Hobbes, i’ve liked them since i was a little girl because i believe there is a brillian drawing talent and it involves funny stuff that also involves intellectial things.
By Lucy URL on 03.12.2011
I like to think I’m obsessed with Disney World. I literally talk about it all the time. It’s such a great place. I want to go back so badly. And I can’t wait to talk Johnny with me. He would have so much fun there. I just know it. If only we could go today.
By Caitlin on 03.12.2011
there was a cracker that was obsessed with a piece of cheese that lived with a very abusive mouse. the mouse was also obsessed the cheese but since he was abusive and kept biting her, he made her feel like nothing.
By jen on 03.12.2011
I couldn’t think of what to say after he called me ‘obsessed’. I found myself just staring at him, wishing with all my heart that it wasn’t real. That I hadn’t been found out…
By Emma URL on 03.12.2011
I get obsessed over very small things/ And the big things that I should get obsessed about I tend not to! such as, I’m obsessed with that tiny piece of hair that didnt curl properly. I’m obsessed with checking out my eyebrow to see if the make up is ok. im not obsessed with looking after money, finances, proper stuff. i’m obsessed with looking at other peoples shoe’s, not my shoe’s, they don’t matter.
By liz row on 03.12.2011
I can’t stop thinking about it. I love food, I hate food. It’s and obsession. I can’t escape from it. I don’t know when I got so obsessed with it but now I can’t get away from it. From the moment I wake up in the morning until I fall asleep at night I think about what I’m eating, how much, and how it is making me fat.
By Mia on 03.12.2011
obsessed. so much negative connotation surrounding the word. But what if you’re obsessed with yoga? Or healthy living. Is that bad? Who makes the rules about what is normal behavior and what’s obsessive anyway?
By wemuma URL on 03.12.2011
Melissa watched Tom from behind sunglasses. Never looking directly at him, she studied the wall behind his head, or the pattern on his shirt. She didn’t want to give him any clues or any ideas about how she felt. Casually, she placed her book on the table in front of her and stood up. As she walked past him, she ‘accidentally’ bumped into his chair. “Oh, sorry!”
“It’s alright. ”
“Oh, no it’s not. Look I’ve made you spill your drink.”
By Madison on 03.12.2011
i am obsessed with your love.
By katie sapp on 03.12.2011
stalking down a street. seeeing looking analyzing. Can they find it. over pver over over over over.
By Suzie on 03.12.2011
She sat there like a pile a potatoes turning green. She would not move.
“Mary! Get the heck’ll of’ll that couch or’ll i’ll a hit you upside the head. Her mother was really into i mean really into drinking wine and watching the neighbors. She was really into tellin Mary off dog.
By kirdogg URL on 03.12.2011
with the different ways my life might come to be.
will I be killed in a car crash? reduced to rubber in the rubble?
will I graduate from college? happy? sad?
will I ever find someone? that I can believe in love forever with?
will I find a job for the summer? have a meaningful summer?
have a meaningful life?
By Emilie on 03.12.2011
she collected all her polaroids into her arms, the tape clinging to her fingers itching to adhere to the glossy photograph. she stuck them to her mustard-colored walls one by one, studying the single person featured in each one.
By Malina URL on 03.12.2011
The man, wearing his white shirt and grey jeans, trudged through the sidewalks of the amusement park, his hands shoved in his pockets, his glasses sliding down to the rim of his nose. he ordered a medium soft drink from the nearest concession stand, and sipped at it casually as he continued to travel on through the large crowd of children and their parents.
my feet scramble to keep up with him.
By ghlbsv on 03.12.2011
Fluttering im my chest
Florescent lights and
of high school
with you at my side.
you knew of this love
By Emma on 03.12.2011
Obsession is something that scares me.
I think about you, live to please you,
but nothing seems to get you to see me.
I’m just another girl.
I’m just another person waiting on you.
Why do you see everyone but they person who loves you the most?
By Phoenix Ophelia on 03.12.2011
Lately I’ve been completely obsessed. With Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes. I just can’t seem to stop. I’m reading the books, watching all of the TV and film renditions…It’s nuts. But they’re so SO good!
By stephanie URL on 03.12.2011
obsessed with things that shouldn’t matter, but they do they matter too much to let go of, but not enough to be proud of and claim. Counting, always counting the pens have to go the right way up, hands have to always be clean. Imperfection. obsession leads to obsessive nature it starts to rules us it takes us shanks us and waits for us to bleed out. it’s not pretty, it’s never pretty.
By ali on 03.12.2011
i was obsessed with it. truly, it consumed my every waking thought. i’d see images of it posted on billboards or believe that i got secret messages in pamphlets in the mail and in news broadcasts. my obsession grew..
By RJH URL on 03.12.2011
She’s obsessed with me.
How in the world can this be??
I wish I could just get her to flee.
This is very odd..
I’m gonna go climb a tree.
By DUNC URL on 03.12.2011
He stared at her with hungry gaze, like fire burning free as it devoured the countryside. A sudden motion and his hands were upon her, ferociously drawing her closer. His lips teased hers, toying at a proper kiss before he claimed her mouth as his own. He would have her, must have her, to exist.
By Aimee URL on 03.12.2011
Obsessed – that would be me, all right! Obsessed with writing, obsessed with getting all of my work done, on time, in good form! What else would one expect of a Sun/Moon Cappie! Borrowed laptop – that should help, at least with the ability to get things out faster. Now, if I could only master the slightly different settings on this keyboard! BTW, did I ever tell you that I was obsessed?
By Bonnie Cehovet URL on 03.12.2011
“Paul. Hello in there” waving her hand in front of his face “anybody in there? Paul?”
Once again, Paul was preoccupied as he drove by the scene where Gene died, which unfortunately was caddy corner to his house.
“You’re becoming obsessed with your theory you know?” Mrs. Simmons nervously suggested.
“I know.” Paul answered. “This thing consumes me, almost haunts me. I think I’m in real trouble.”
By vanhaydu URL on 03.12.2011
The honey thing was really strange. Together with the scarves, it was a truly unusual obsession. Aspen couldn’t remember how or why it had begun but it was fierce.
By ange URL on 03.12.2011
love anh hate mixed up. fear. freedom. passion. you and me. sickness.
By sarah URL on 03.12.2011
There she is again. Or maybe I’m just over-thinking the idea of seeing here again. Every pebble, every crack in the street makes me think of her. The next time I turn the corner it’ll be her.
There she is again.
By Peter Z URL on 03.12.2011