I spent my whole life dreaming of what could be. I wasted years on what i thought might happen, and it was all for nothing. I wasted my life on nothing.
i spent a lot of money on my new gadget and it’s an ipod touch and last night my friend gave it to me and i jumped up and down. i was a happy kid. i shouted with my lungs out and i rejoiced like no other kid who found there lost toy under the bed. it is a good buy, no it’s great.
i spent my dimes on ice cream. the rainbow coloured mess stuck to my fingers. and that is all i spent at the milkbar. it was satisfyingly cold on my tongue.
we spent time together and didn’t even care how much time it was taking up we knew that when we stopped spending this time and emotion we would be done but yet not done because when we stopped we didn’t even care what it was we were doing.
I am done.
Finished.
Complete.
But there it is
That last drop
Lingering on the edge of yes and no
Of the beginning and the end
Of wrong and right
It is the remainder
Its name is power
Day and night, night and evening. All the time I’m doing this and i just. can’t. stop! I click on something and another thing crops up, and then another and another and another. The poor retail industry is broke because of me, and i am currently writing this whilst doing that atrocious weakness!
I spent an entire summer with you. Every day from 7:00am – 7:00pm. And still it was not enough. I could spend a thousand hours just looking into your eyes. Not talking, just listening. To the sound of your voice, your laugh, your breathing. The beautiful silence of you loving me and me loving you back with all my heart.
I’m tired and broke, but my heart still races. I want to leave as fast as I arrived. I want to go away, vacate, evaporate from here and condense back into clear, guided rain.
I tried, i really did. I just didn’t understand what she wanted. I bought her violets, i bought her roses, i bought her daisies. That’s all three of her favourite flowers, and where did it get me? Nowhere!
I went to the mall and spent money, but I realized that’s not what’s important in life. As much as I love to spend money and buy things that I find aesthetically appealing, that’s not at all what is important in life, and it only keeps me happy for a short amount of time.
I spent a lot of money today. Life is all about money and money is power sometime you can’t keep that power because you have to spent money. We as individuals spend money on unnecessary things; on things that the media think we need but in reality we doesn’t . Sometimes we spent money to show others what we can have. we spent money to fit in. we spent money so we can figure out who we are .
I FEEL IT. all the time. just spent, simply exhausted. i don’t know what it is, or why. i just feel defeated almost all the time. i can’t help but wonder what my world would be like if i just learnt how to relax. but its honestly
Lost time, time spent everything is eternal and things are always different. I’m done. Through. Finished. All is lost. God has found us and we ignore, pity ourselves and fight each other while
I spent the last hours sleeping in a lame attempt of forgetting what I went through: the realisation I am not astonishing… and my throat is butchered. It’s difficult to have when all you can think about is “this is going to murder my vocal chords”. This has been the story of my life afterall. Any resemblance to Ivy Lynn is merely coincidental.
Spent. It’s a one word. You have one thing to do in this world. It is to spent your every day living with your buddies. :) Especially your family, 2nd your beloved friends but most of all your Lord Jesus Christ.
Time is spoken of in riddles;
we can kill it, and lose it,
but how can we really have spent any time,
it is not a monetary value, although it is man-made,
and the more time we waste thinking we have spent it at all,
is more time lost if time can be lost how do we find it again?
Spent is the time I spent with my beloved. Spending time and time again makes me think of the ways we would love. Spent time, now gone. And I shall never forget the time spent with her.
Jenny walked down the streets on a Sunday afternoon in the sweltering heat, and she looked at a nearby ice cream stand. She decided to walk over and spend some money on an ice cream. And in the end, yes, she spent the money, but not on an ice cream. She spent it on a yellow chiffon dress she spotted from a nearby boutique.
money, you spent your money on something worthless. It broke, and now your complaining. It’s like love, very fragile, You don’t know why, or how it broke, it just did.
I gave you just about all I’ve got! I’m spent, you’ve drained me of my life’s source and left me tired! Thanks for nothing I thought we would bring eachother up! Seems like the only one up is you so could you please get your foot off my neck!
There isn’t enough time for me to do the things I want and all I feel when I see her turn up with new purses, her with a new watch, well, I look at my wrist and see nothing.
My time is consumed by everything, and I don’t have the effort to search.
we spent lots of times doing stupid stuff, i think life is about spending, which is wroong, we shouls start thinking if what we have spent is worth it or not.What have u spent? does it really fullfil what you look in life? We spent, time money, and emotions. We can spent emotions? do they run out, since everything we spent runs out.
Spent, spent is in the past. i should spend less money, spend less time on things that i don’t deem important. i should not worry so much about the future or the past, but about the present. i should spend time on my self and no have spent time on others.
i-ve spent my whole life alone and im pretty sure i’ll die alone ha! i laugh because it’s true i’m alone and there’s nobody who will ever understand me but oh well i don’t care i’ll never suffer because of love x spent spent spent my life in agony
The time spent alone versus the time spent together.
What is this? A dream? A memory?
I still feel your touch and hear your breath;
the sweetest things taste sour, and now I know I have spent it all.
There are memories that seem spent; what happened when i was younger and why/ The process now is just to live each day the way I wish and in the life Ive created. The past is there to inform, not dictate.
The time spent on this project was more than ridiculous, but here I was. And yet even though it seemed like a waste of time, it actually helped me realize just why I had started the project in the first place. It wasn’t necessarily to prove a point or make people understand my own opinion. It was more to say how I felt and get it out of my system, screw whatever anyone else said. That’s how it was and that’s how it’ll be.
Spent, I’m spent. I’m spent on waiting, wishing, sitting, thinking, dreaming but being unable to do.
I’m totally drained right now, and all I want is to go back to work, back to my life, back to normal.
Of course normal disappeared a long time ago.
i spent a lot of time thinking about past action. i don’t feel as i have wasted that time, reminiscing on past actions makes me aware on how to react to similar situations. I spend my time inside my head.
I spent to long thinking about him. Think, Think.
I hear my mother scraping out the remains of a chocolate cake into a tin but have no desire to join her. Why. Think, Think
But she was just a littlle joy, having problems with her heart.
My time spent is very wasted. Being lazy. Being happy instead of fulfilling. Making moments for myself. Plus the chances I let pass–to enjoy myself and my friends, to be successful.
I also waste my money. Always preparing for thing that will never happen because I’m scared.
Sex as a way
of leaving hell for
children self-medicating
poverty, severe anxiety,
stress, broken families,
broken hearts; girls 13 and forever
pregnant, little boys addicted
to the their dicks.
When it’s all said and done, we’re spent. No words are said, the only noise is the sniffles of your red nose and the snow falling on the ground. It’s over, we’re done. And winter comes.
I spent my whole life dreaming of what could be. I wasted years on what i thought might happen, and it was all for nothing. I wasted my life on nothing.
i spent a lot of money on my new gadget and it’s an ipod touch and last night my friend gave it to me and i jumped up and down. i was a happy kid. i shouted with my lungs out and i rejoiced like no other kid who found there lost toy under the bed. it is a good buy, no it’s great.
i spent my dimes on ice cream. the rainbow coloured mess stuck to my fingers. and that is all i spent at the milkbar. it was satisfyingly cold on my tongue.
we spent time together and didn’t even care how much time it was taking up we knew that when we stopped spending this time and emotion we would be done but yet not done because when we stopped we didn’t even care what it was we were doing.
I am done.
Finished.
Complete.
But there it is
That last drop
Lingering on the edge of yes and no
Of the beginning and the end
Of wrong and right
It is the remainder
Its name is power
Day and night, night and evening. All the time I’m doing this and i just. can’t. stop! I click on something and another thing crops up, and then another and another and another. The poor retail industry is broke because of me, and i am currently writing this whilst doing that atrocious weakness!
Im spent
I spent an entire summer with you. Every day from 7:00am – 7:00pm. And still it was not enough. I could spend a thousand hours just looking into your eyes. Not talking, just listening. To the sound of your voice, your laugh, your breathing. The beautiful silence of you loving me and me loving you back with all my heart.
I’m tired and broke, but my heart still races. I want to leave as fast as I arrived. I want to go away, vacate, evaporate from here and condense back into clear, guided rain.
I tried, i really did. I just didn’t understand what she wanted. I bought her violets, i bought her roses, i bought her daisies. That’s all three of her favourite flowers, and where did it get me? Nowhere!
I went to the mall and spent money, but I realized that’s not what’s important in life. As much as I love to spend money and buy things that I find aesthetically appealing, that’s not at all what is important in life, and it only keeps me happy for a short amount of time.
I spent a lot of money today. Life is all about money and money is power sometime you can’t keep that power because you have to spent money. We as individuals spend money on unnecessary things; on things that the media think we need but in reality we doesn’t . Sometimes we spent money to show others what we can have. we spent money to fit in. we spent money so we can figure out who we are .
I FEEL IT. all the time. just spent, simply exhausted. i don’t know what it is, or why. i just feel defeated almost all the time. i can’t help but wonder what my world would be like if i just learnt how to relax. but its honestly
It was spent. Gone.
Lost time, time spent everything is eternal and things are always different. I’m done. Through. Finished. All is lost. God has found us and we ignore, pity ourselves and fight each other while
there were days spent by the lake,
not a care in the world
or a care for anything
which led to something indescribable
something not talked about.
I spent the last hours sleeping in a lame attempt of forgetting what I went through: the realisation I am not astonishing… and my throat is butchered. It’s difficult to have when all you can think about is “this is going to murder my vocal chords”. This has been the story of my life afterall. Any resemblance to Ivy Lynn is merely coincidental.
Spent. It’s a one word. You have one thing to do in this world. It is to spent your every day living with your buddies. :) Especially your family, 2nd your beloved friends but most of all your Lord Jesus Christ.
Time is spoken of in riddles;
we can kill it, and lose it,
but how can we really have spent any time,
it is not a monetary value, although it is man-made,
and the more time we waste thinking we have spent it at all,
is more time lost if time can be lost how do we find it again?
Spent is the time I spent with my beloved. Spending time and time again makes me think of the ways we would love. Spent time, now gone. And I shall never forget the time spent with her.
Jenny walked down the streets on a Sunday afternoon in the sweltering heat, and she looked at a nearby ice cream stand. She decided to walk over and spend some money on an ice cream. And in the end, yes, she spent the money, but not on an ice cream. She spent it on a yellow chiffon dress she spotted from a nearby boutique.
i could have spent on a thousand things for which i had absoloutely no use for, but i was just too lazy to do any thing about it.
money, you spent your money on something worthless. It broke, and now your complaining. It’s like love, very fragile, You don’t know why, or how it broke, it just did.
I gave you just about all I’ve got! I’m spent, you’ve drained me of my life’s source and left me tired! Thanks for nothing I thought we would bring eachother up! Seems like the only one up is you so could you please get your foot off my neck!
There isn’t enough time for me to do the things I want and all I feel when I see her turn up with new purses, her with a new watch, well, I look at my wrist and see nothing.
My time is consumed by everything, and I don’t have the effort to search.
we spent lots of times doing stupid stuff, i think life is about spending, which is wroong, we shouls start thinking if what we have spent is worth it or not.What have u spent? does it really fullfil what you look in life? We spent, time money, and emotions. We can spent emotions? do they run out, since everything we spent runs out.
Spent, spent is in the past. i should spend less money, spend less time on things that i don’t deem important. i should not worry so much about the future or the past, but about the present. i should spend time on my self and no have spent time on others.
I spent my time and I spent my money on you.
Now I am spent.
i-ve spent my whole life alone and im pretty sure i’ll die alone ha! i laugh because it’s true i’m alone and there’s nobody who will ever understand me but oh well i don’t care i’ll never suffer because of love x spent spent spent my life in agony
The time spent alone versus the time spent together.
What is this? A dream? A memory?
I still feel your touch and hear your breath;
the sweetest things taste sour, and now I know I have spent it all.
There are memories that seem spent; what happened when i was younger and why/ The process now is just to live each day the way I wish and in the life Ive created. The past is there to inform, not dictate.
a time
a thought
a golden grave
a dug we gave
the flowers swish and rave
a sign today
a solid sway
the moon this may
The time spent on this project was more than ridiculous, but here I was. And yet even though it seemed like a waste of time, it actually helped me realize just why I had started the project in the first place. It wasn’t necessarily to prove a point or make people understand my own opinion. It was more to say how I felt and get it out of my system, screw whatever anyone else said. That’s how it was and that’s how it’ll be.
went to the store, bought way more than necessary. Do I really need all of this? Good thing I have enough credit left to buy more tomorrow.
Spent, I’m spent. I’m spent on waiting, wishing, sitting, thinking, dreaming but being unable to do.
I’m totally drained right now, and all I want is to go back to work, back to my life, back to normal.
Of course normal disappeared a long time ago.
i spent a lot of time thinking about past action. i don’t feel as i have wasted that time, reminiscing on past actions makes me aware on how to react to similar situations. I spend my time inside my head.
I spent to long thinking about him. Think, Think.
I hear my mother scraping out the remains of a chocolate cake into a tin but have no desire to join her. Why. Think, Think
But she was just a littlle joy, having problems with her heart.
My time spent is very wasted. Being lazy. Being happy instead of fulfilling. Making moments for myself. Plus the chances I let pass–to enjoy myself and my friends, to be successful.
I also waste my money. Always preparing for thing that will never happen because I’m scared.
Sex as a way
of leaving hell for
children self-medicating
poverty, severe anxiety,
stress, broken families,
broken hearts; girls 13 and forever
pregnant, little boys addicted
to the their dicks.
When it’s all said and done, we’re spent. No words are said, the only noise is the sniffles of your red nose and the snow falling on the ground. It’s over, we’re done. And winter comes.