suppose i am sitting on my bed expected to write some long page about this random word. i at loss for words. even so, i just got distracted from the timer bar at the bottom. i keep fixing my typing errors. im feeling pressure from that damn purple bar! ok then.
Suppose … now, just suppose … that there was not going to be a tomorrow. What would you do for today? What would bring you joy? What would make your life feel complete, so that you would not need that “tomorrow” for unfinished business?
When I crossed the river it was still dark – the waters swilled around the coracle and i was forced to dip sideways to correct the craft agaist the current – i knew there was only a smal gap to make it through and the outcome was unclear – but the bard had sung for me – what but hope remained?
i suppose i should be cooking a balanced, healthy meal instead of surfing stumbleupon and eating ramen noodles.I suppose I should be teaching my son table manners instead of letting him eat in front of the playstation 3. I suppose I’m just a hippie.
I suppose I should’ve listened to her while she explained the directions. But that moment has passed at this point, what can I do now? Here I am, sitting, lost. It’s dark. The stars aren’t visible; no hope in following the North Star. The trees are dense and thick, what’s thepoint of continuing? I mine as well just sit here
suppose i should go to sleep. Suppose the world is on it’s own. I suppose it’s hard to write about suppose. Maybe I’m just tired. Which is probably why I suppose I should go to sleep. Wtf? Why am I writting about suppose? Why wasn’t it easy like….apple??
Suppose we fly in an aeroplane to the moon? Suppose we dance to no music and we end up floating through the cosmos, looking into eachother’s eyes and dream on and on about love to fill the universe with? Suppose all of our love transforms into energy? Suppose.
I suppose that this word is the same word I just used in my sentence. Wouldn’t you suppose so? Moses supposes his toeses are roses, but Moses supposes erroneously.
I suppose so, my Dad used to say. Never yes, sure, of course. Even basic requests. I’d always feel as though I was asking for the earth on a platter, adorned with a gold bow.
If you supposed that you were loved, would you be right?
They say it. You’re supposed to know it. But when you’re mad, angry, upset, frustrated, hurt, the warmth of love disappears from your chest. You try to tell yourself that you’re loved; that, of course, someone loves you; someone cares.
You’re supposed to know this.
I suppose I know what I want from my mundane existence, but then again I do not know where my next step in my path lies. Supposing I will turn out in such a way is a view of arrogance and stupidity. So I suppose I can do nothing now except right this in 60 seconds and let my soul evaluate what it is it wants in the world.
you woke up and were’nt you anymore. Everything is different, the space, the air, the trees, the faces, even your own. Suppose you didn’t know your name, or what sex you are or how old you are, or what food is safe to eat…..
what am i suppose to do just write? what is the purpose for this? im not supposed to think which is actually pretty difficult im just writing away, hoping to make art am i supposed to make art? or is it simply to flow out of my mind
guess i started thinking again
uh oh times up.
I suppose I could keep trying to impress. I guess I’m just tired. I feel like stopping. I don’t want to keep impressing, it’s an annoying task right now. I’m tired too too tired of everything. I just need to stop thinking about what others will think of me. Who gives a damn about them anyway.
suppose i was actually alright, suppose i wasn’t trapped. perhaps my mind frees me instead, while my body remains the cage i am stuck in. suppose i need to free myself before the door of the cage opens.
i suppose my love wasn’t enough for you. i suppose it will never be enough for you. we didn’t destroy each other, the distance did. it ate us alive and spat out regurgitated emotions and memories.
Suppose u were in a jungle, all by ur self. what wud u do, to survive n get out of there alive? When there r varied animals, near n ever where around u! Would u b friends with them or just play a ‘hide n seek’ show?
U got no shelter, no food, no water, no root!
Would u dare to enter it or just let it go..?
i, you, he, she, we suppose all things change and manipulate to what they ought to be, whenever they should be, all the while time is crumbling and relationships are burning and your eyes seem faint and distant along with your touch, soft and fiery with passion and pessimism; while you touch my skin i suppose and believe of love and think of what ifs and what should be’s and how things are supposed to be formulated.
I suppose that everything has its place. I mean if nothing had a place then everything wouldn’t be where it is supposed to be. But does this mean everything has a fate? If so then what is my fate? does fate even exist or do i control my own life? I hope so either way.
I suppose i’m supposed to write about a word that’s supposed to trigger some supposed thing that I can suppose all over your brain with. I also suppose this is supposed to make sense but supposing isn’t knowing.
I suppose I’m alright. I suppose this life will be adequate. I suppose I may not be the perfect girl with the perfect face with the perfect life but I suppose that’s fine. Because I suppose there will never be another one like me. And I suppose that makes me original. :)
i suppose you would like a drink. I supposed you didn’t enjoy that much? I suppose this was meant to be. I suppose they generally do not insist on those types of things. I suppose growing up was not what I thought it would be. I suppose you are having fun? I suppose you think you know it all.
I suppose the world keeps going because of physics, but why do we keep going? Think about it. One word comes to my mind: beauty, love, and a connection with others, nature, and what makes one happy. It’s simple but so many fail to see it.
i suppose that since i have the flu I am supposed to be sleeping.
i suppose that since i have a tissue in my nose i am a slob.
i suppose since the ticker is getting darker time is running out.
i suppose since im on stumbleupon there are other things to do.
i suppose ill make a b on my next test because i suppose
Suppose that we all had one person we are meant o be with. What if we make a mistake and chose the wrong person. What if we hurt them or they hurt you to badly to forgive isthat it? Is that all we get ? Just that one person?
suppose i stopped smoking weed all the time and actually tried to succeed at everything I know i can succeed at. hmmmmmm… suppose i move on and am single for years, I really really feel thats the right thing for me. i don’t feel like i can build up and make myself better when i am tied down, plus, for the most part, i am enjoying being single and independent
i went to the store and decided to buy a pack of cigarettes. I don’t really need cigarettes, considering i have a pack sitting on my drum across the room. I think the real question here is “Suppose I get up, go out side and smoke one of my nice cigarettes after my 60 seconds is up”
But that is not a question.
I suppose that supposing isn’t always the best idea. Sometimes we suppose things we shouldn’t . Horrible things, nasty things, things that get us hurt. But it is human to suppose, isn’t it? And i guess that means we can’t help it.
I suppose I should just go with the flow of life and enjoy where I am at, but I never seem able to do so. I’m constantly wanting the past and things to go back to how they were. I’m never happy with the present which is a bad thing. I just want to be happy and be able to fully enjoy the present. I want to look back on my life and be able to smile and say I enjoyed every moment.
i suppose there are toes on my feet and the nose on my face makes me smell the roses on the streets. for those who know my weakness, i find it hard to digress in the time being because there is no rhyme for my signs of servitude and crude prudence.
suppose i am sitting on my bed expected to write some long page about this random word. i at loss for words. even so, i just got distracted from the timer bar at the bottom. i keep fixing my typing errors. im feeling pressure from that damn purple bar! ok then.
im supposed to be happy, my heart tells me so.
Suppose … now, just suppose … that there was not going to be a tomorrow. What would you do for today? What would bring you joy? What would make your life feel complete, so that you would not need that “tomorrow” for unfinished business?
When I crossed the river it was still dark – the waters swilled around the coracle and i was forced to dip sideways to correct the craft agaist the current – i knew there was only a smal gap to make it through and the outcome was unclear – but the bard had sung for me – what but hope remained?
a what if type statement, suppose is what can give people to hope or ruin their day if things go bad.
i suppose i should be cooking a balanced, healthy meal instead of surfing stumbleupon and eating ramen noodles.I suppose I should be teaching my son table manners instead of letting him eat in front of the playstation 3. I suppose I’m just a hippie.
I suppose I should’ve listened to her while she explained the directions. But that moment has passed at this point, what can I do now? Here I am, sitting, lost. It’s dark. The stars aren’t visible; no hope in following the North Star. The trees are dense and thick, what’s thepoint of continuing? I mine as well just sit here
suppose i should go to sleep. Suppose the world is on it’s own. I suppose it’s hard to write about suppose. Maybe I’m just tired. Which is probably why I suppose I should go to sleep. Wtf? Why am I writting about suppose? Why wasn’t it easy like….apple??
Suppose we fly in an aeroplane to the moon? Suppose we dance to no music and we end up floating through the cosmos, looking into eachother’s eyes and dream on and on about love to fill the universe with? Suppose all of our love transforms into energy? Suppose.
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im not really sure what im supposed to do
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I suppose that this word is the same word I just used in my sentence. Wouldn’t you suppose so? Moses supposes his toeses are roses, but Moses supposes erroneously.
I suppose so, my Dad used to say. Never yes, sure, of course. Even basic requests. I’d always feel as though I was asking for the earth on a platter, adorned with a gold bow.
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If you supposed that you were loved, would you be right?
They say it. You’re supposed to know it. But when you’re mad, angry, upset, frustrated, hurt, the warmth of love disappears from your chest. You try to tell yourself that you’re loved; that, of course, someone loves you; someone cares.
You’re supposed to know this.
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I suppose I know what I want from my mundane existence, but then again I do not know where my next step in my path lies. Supposing I will turn out in such a way is a view of arrogance and stupidity. So I suppose I can do nothing now except right this in 60 seconds and let my soul evaluate what it is it wants in the world.
you woke up and were’nt you anymore. Everything is different, the space, the air, the trees, the faces, even your own. Suppose you didn’t know your name, or what sex you are or how old you are, or what food is safe to eat…..
what am i suppose to do just write? what is the purpose for this? im not supposed to think which is actually pretty difficult im just writing away, hoping to make art am i supposed to make art? or is it simply to flow out of my mind
guess i started thinking again
uh oh times up.
I suppose I could keep trying to impress. I guess I’m just tired. I feel like stopping. I don’t want to keep impressing, it’s an annoying task right now. I’m tired too too tired of everything. I just need to stop thinking about what others will think of me. Who gives a damn about them anyway.
suppose i was actually alright, suppose i wasn’t trapped. perhaps my mind frees me instead, while my body remains the cage i am stuck in. suppose i need to free myself before the door of the cage opens.
suppose you had no clothes.
would you be cold?
vulnerable?
i suppose my love wasn’t enough for you. i suppose it will never be enough for you. we didn’t destroy each other, the distance did. it ate us alive and spat out regurgitated emotions and memories.
Suppose u were in a jungle, all by ur self. what wud u do, to survive n get out of there alive? When there r varied animals, near n ever where around u! Would u b friends with them or just play a ‘hide n seek’ show?
U got no shelter, no food, no water, no root!
Would u dare to enter it or just let it go..?
i, you, he, she, we suppose all things change and manipulate to what they ought to be, whenever they should be, all the while time is crumbling and relationships are burning and your eyes seem faint and distant along with your touch, soft and fiery with passion and pessimism; while you touch my skin i suppose and believe of love and think of what ifs and what should be’s and how things are supposed to be formulated.
I suppose, She couldn’t thing of anything else to say. The word rung thru the air like a poor balloon without air.
Suppose you and I were best friends. Now make that happen. Now suppose you and I had similar interests. We do.
Suppose those speaking and listening were one and the same. They are.
Suppose those who care are also those who deserve care. They are.
Suppose suppose suppose. Veiled truths behind suppositions.
I suppose that everything has its place. I mean if nothing had a place then everything wouldn’t be where it is supposed to be. But does this mean everything has a fate? If so then what is my fate? does fate even exist or do i control my own life? I hope so either way.
I suppose i’m supposed to write about a word that’s supposed to trigger some supposed thing that I can suppose all over your brain with. I also suppose this is supposed to make sense but supposing isn’t knowing.
I suppose I’m alright. I suppose this life will be adequate. I suppose I may not be the perfect girl with the perfect face with the perfect life but I suppose that’s fine. Because I suppose there will never be another one like me. And I suppose that makes me original. :)
i suppose you would like a drink. I supposed you didn’t enjoy that much? I suppose this was meant to be. I suppose they generally do not insist on those types of things. I suppose growing up was not what I thought it would be. I suppose you are having fun? I suppose you think you know it all.
I suppose the world keeps going because of physics, but why do we keep going? Think about it. One word comes to my mind: beauty, love, and a connection with others, nature, and what makes one happy. It’s simple but so many fail to see it.
Suppose you like what happens after you made the wrong choice, what do you do? Go on or go back and make the right one? I suppose I’d stay.
i suppose that since i have the flu I am supposed to be sleeping.
i suppose that since i have a tissue in my nose i am a slob.
i suppose since the ticker is getting darker time is running out.
i suppose since im on stumbleupon there are other things to do.
i suppose ill make a b on my next test because i suppose
Suppose that we all had one person we are meant o be with. What if we make a mistake and chose the wrong person. What if we hurt them or they hurt you to badly to forgive isthat it? Is that all we get ? Just that one person?
to be happy but im not just wanna say thank you because you arrive! every time i touch you i feel im in love or mostly is what i suppose!
suppose i stopped smoking weed all the time and actually tried to succeed at everything I know i can succeed at. hmmmmmm… suppose i move on and am single for years, I really really feel thats the right thing for me. i don’t feel like i can build up and make myself better when i am tied down, plus, for the most part, i am enjoying being single and independent
i went to the store and decided to buy a pack of cigarettes. I don’t really need cigarettes, considering i have a pack sitting on my drum across the room. I think the real question here is “Suppose I get up, go out side and smoke one of my nice cigarettes after my 60 seconds is up”
But that is not a question.
I suppose that supposing isn’t always the best idea. Sometimes we suppose things we shouldn’t . Horrible things, nasty things, things that get us hurt. But it is human to suppose, isn’t it? And i guess that means we can’t help it.
I suppose I should just go with the flow of life and enjoy where I am at, but I never seem able to do so. I’m constantly wanting the past and things to go back to how they were. I’m never happy with the present which is a bad thing. I just want to be happy and be able to fully enjoy the present. I want to look back on my life and be able to smile and say I enjoyed every moment.
i suppose there are toes on my feet and the nose on my face makes me smell the roses on the streets. for those who know my weakness, i find it hard to digress in the time being because there is no rhyme for my signs of servitude and crude prudence.