i’ve been tempted so much
tempted to leave home
tempted to think i’m not worth anything
tempted often
yet i make myself think
or God makes me know
i’m better than tempted
i’m resilient
so is He
chocolate is always a temptation. it is one of the things very few people can fight or ignore. as for me, i always give into the temptation, i shouldn’t though, put on too much weight already though! but chocolate is LOVE!
he’s very tempting too, but the temptation is lessening these days because of the attitude he keeps. God help me, or him, whichever of us is at fault! =)
temptations can be good bad or ugly. it depends on an individual. temptations act as motivators to do anything.
many a times i am tempted to lie or punch some1 in the face when i am angry. so it depends if u want to do good or bad.
Your slick silhouettes walks across my mind. To trace your figure with my finger tips. To know your every curve. To fully embrace your outline and know it better than you. So tempting the way you move those hips.
Beyond the meaning of simplicity is the example of action. Laughing at me the entire time. Staring at me with words in kind, I find a lack of suspicion to make up my mind.
ooo…im always tempted for so many things.The devil tried to tempt jesus once.Didnt work. Im tempted to eat chicken all the time.Infact,just eat all the time. Im tempted to stay one more day on a vacation
I was tempted by my feelings, lust, guilt, temptation overflowed. I could nary contain it, yet I knew if I had any home to contain these feelings, I had to. I slight paradox as it is, I knew that moving upon my feelings would make me dispise myself for them.
Temptation strikes in the darkness of night when least expected. Like a thief it steals your desires away from you, distorting them into monsters in a nightmare whirlwind.
It all started when I picked up the box. I really shouldn’t have. I have no idea why I did. I am such an idiot! I mean, why would any body?! Oh yea, because was tempted. They all said “There is candy under there.” Or “There is a really big sum of money under there.” Or “You’ll find a really hot guy under there.” Yea well there were all wrong. There was a dead caterpillar. I named him tent and gave him a proper burial. I still morn for him.
“I know a secret,” Izabella’s voice was high, sing-songish; sprightly. It irritated Theo to his core. She raised her shoulders gleefully, “I’m not supposed to tell you, and you wouldn’t want to know.”
“Then why you even mention it, Izzie dearest?”
“Because I know it drives you mad.” It did. “And you know that I would tell you.” She would.
Theo sighed hard. “No, better not, Iz. If it’s about my examinations, Mademoiselle Ambroise would have kittens if she knew I was told.”
A wry grin lit up Izabella’s face. “Ambroise doesn’t have to find out. Unless you’re scared,” she chuckled.
“Scared, nothing. It’s called self-preservation; the woman would have my head,” Theo said, slightly flustered. She adjusted his cravat and tugged at his sleeves, smoothing them.
“You do so want me to tell you, Theodore. You’re positively brimming with anticipation. It’s most disengaging of you,” Izabella said as she took Theo’s gloved hand in hers. She did so like to make the young gentleman squirm.
“Well, if you’re so intent on telling me, then would you please tell me the secret?”
“Oh, now Theodore, my dear, that would be disloyal to the Academy!” She feigned some great wound, a hand on her brooch, her green eyes open wide with dramatic shock.
Theo sighed and grinned, defeated, and said, “have it your way, Izabella, my dear. Drive me mad, while you’re at it.”
Tempted. Tempted to do this, tempted to do that. Temptation implies a tempter; why do we so often use it about ourselves? Are we really that fragmented as people? Do we not know what we want from life without dangling it in front of our own eyes? Temptation is the ultimate freedom.
The triple chocolate muffin stared at her, its chips of heaven intoxicating. She was sorely tempted. But then, next to it, was an even bigger muffin, with even more chocolate. It tempted her even more. And even then, next to that bigger muffin…was an EVEN BIGGER muffin, with a almost sickening amount of chocolate. There was no way she could, or would, resist. She leant forward, breathed in the sweet, warm smell of fresh baked goods, and widened her mouth to devour it, when suddenly everything went white. She opened her eyes, and light streamed in through the window uncovered by the recently drawn curtains.
Dammit. Another dream.
because she was so vulnerable and so alone in the world, because no-one could know and there would be no consequence, because she was enchanted by the beauty of the place, lost in the leaves and the breezes and the movements of the animals and off guard, because of a lifetime of practiced deceit and wiles, because here was a chance to express a festering hatred, eke out punishment for another person long escaped and because what is light attracts the dark, that’s some why
He was tempted by her smile, by the endless pair of legs she flaunted in front of him. It wasn’t her boobs or butt. It was her beautiful lips & perfectly long legs. It was her eyes that told him ‘yes,please!’ It was her tempting laugh.
I am so tempted to go to California that I might just run away. Then I would at least be able to live some of my dream. Although I would have to come back to go to college. And after college I will hopefully be able to work at my dream job. Meeting a lot of new people, knowing celebrities, making money. Yes.
Living beyond and beneath fear, the word that really reveals the “tempted” side of our emotions gives a new reason of treason. A farewell to the sacredness of the edge and a new welcoming to the edge of revealing.
no I am the one that seeks to make you mine. you are mine as you thrash around looking for the truth. your future is as the one that sees not listens not and knows not you are my slave as you are now you always shall be.
“I’m half-tempted to just get up and leave,” she said. “Just leave and never come back.”
“Well, then why don’t you? You know you’re more trouble than you’re worth!”
He regretted saying it immediately. A wave of years of future loneliness washed over him, but before he could tell her not to go, she had already shut the door and locked it behind her.
Oh, I wanted him. I had gotten out of the habit of denying myself, so the next move seemed natural. I sauntered up and said hi, making sure to look up at him through my eyelashes.
He didn’t buy into it like everyone else did. I think he must’ve come straight from a psychology class because he waited until I looked at him straight on, and then he said, “Do you really need to have sexual attention from men in order to feel good about yourself?”
I cocked my head and pretended to think about it. “I don’t, but what’s wrong with wanting it?”
He looked at me intently, as if trying to figure me out. Puzzled – almost as if I’d disproven his psych class – he replied with a simple “nothing” and walked away.
I would have followed him, but after playfully answering his question, I’d started to actually think about it. When was the last time I allowed myself to be satisfied with myself, by myself, without getting sex involved in it? And why was that silly little encounter actually bothering me? The look in his eyes was almost begging for more, and that was why he was so puzzled — he didn’t want more flirtation, but more of me.
I hear your voice,
I feel your scruff.
Down my neck and on my face,
And all I want is to have you back.
I wish I could call, I think of you often,
But things are not the same,
And all I have are these thoughts.
i have this strange urge to just
pull you up and kiss you senseless
because i love you, i think,
but we don’t have time to be marred by
‘maybe’s and second-guessing
the huge slice of chocolate cake spilled over the edge of the flowered plate. I could taste its sweetness on my tongue. I looked around and saw no one. I reached and took a bite quick before someone came in.
I’m always tempted outdoors on pretty days. I love digging in the dirt. So many plants, so little space and time. : )
Bookstores are another thing that tempts me.
i am tempted by fate i am tempted to commit suicide. i havnt yet which makes me assume that i never will. i get very sad. i am very sad im not too sure whats wrong with me. i painted my walls blue in the middle of my depression. i then red somewhere that blue lights prevent suicide. maybe there is a connection there somewhere.
She is tempted to get tumblr, but she doesn’t need it. I’m tempted to go to bed, but I’m too scared. I’m not sure I want to write about what I’m scared of, but I’m scared I’ll always be scared. I also don’t know if I’m sick. Like, really sick. I freak myself out all the time. Maybe I’m a hypochondriac… I think that’s spelt wrong. I also can never remember the difference between spelt and spelled… or if there is a difference. Isn’t spelt a kind of fish?
When people feel this way, it means that they want to do something they shouldn’t. But for me, it means the opposite. It means that there is something that I SHOULD do, but I’m too afraid or insecure to do it. I can honestly say its been this way for years and I’m still trying to overcome it.
I was so tempted to jump. The way the gravel kicked off the edge every time I shifted my feet. I wanted so badly to just turn around, spread my arms, and fall. I’d give anything to feel and hear the wind whirling around me as I tumbled towards the ocean. I wanted to be swallowed by the water and have it wash away the world.
i want you like nothing else and yet i shouldn’t i couldn’t or i wouldn’t. and yet i want you no i need you dare i say i die without you. whatever you may be, to me, you are the most important. tempted.
Zachariah Turdnuckle shook his gnarled fist at the boys after they pelted him with acorns. “I’m tempted to throw you over my knee and whale away on your mischievous buttockses!” he screamed.
The boys giggled and ran to get away across the street, knowing the old man’s gimpy leg would make it impossible to catch them, but unaware of the speeding cement mixer.
ive been tempted into eating a doughnut yesterday . temptation is not a bad thing. i get tempted by food mostly . money tempts me too. my temptation for food is giving me a tough time now that ive started to diet
Tempted. It means that you want to do something because of so much influence. Tempted is the reason why people do stupid things. I feel that this word has strong meaning and it means os much in so many situations. Also it can be used espeically when under pressure. When looking back, this word has lots of negative meaning.
It seems like yesterday when I felt tempted to journey into the abyss of the unknown. I saw and heard all I needed to know when I was further tempted to travel back to a happier time in my life.
She was tempted to walk into that room; to march right up to him, and give him a piece of her mind. But, what piece would she be left to give him? The piece that loved him, or the piece that wanted him dead? At this point, he was as good as dead. She began, again, to walk away, but something pulled her back to the room. She stared, through the peep hole, of their bedroom door, and watched, as he nearly melted beneath that scarlet harlot. She quietly removed her wedding band, knowing it’s service was no longer needed, and with that, she walked down the silent suburban sidewalk, to begin a new destiny.
i’ve been tempted so much
tempted to leave home
tempted to think i’m not worth anything
tempted often
yet i make myself think
or God makes me know
i’m better than tempted
i’m resilient
so is He
chocolate is always a temptation. it is one of the things very few people can fight or ignore. as for me, i always give into the temptation, i shouldn’t though, put on too much weight already though! but chocolate is LOVE!
he’s very tempting too, but the temptation is lessening these days because of the attitude he keeps. God help me, or him, whichever of us is at fault! =)
temptations can be good bad or ugly. it depends on an individual. temptations act as motivators to do anything.
many a times i am tempted to lie or punch some1 in the face when i am angry. so it depends if u want to do good or bad.
crazy sex love bad hott sexy scared pretty tempting
Your slick silhouettes walks across my mind. To trace your figure with my finger tips. To know your every curve. To fully embrace your outline and know it better than you. So tempting the way you move those hips.
Beyond the meaning of simplicity is the example of action. Laughing at me the entire time. Staring at me with words in kind, I find a lack of suspicion to make up my mind.
tempted to stay in bed, to escape the monotony
ooo…im always tempted for so many things.The devil tried to tempt jesus once.Didnt work. Im tempted to eat chicken all the time.Infact,just eat all the time. Im tempted to stay one more day on a vacation
I was tempted by my feelings, lust, guilt, temptation overflowed. I could nary contain it, yet I knew if I had any home to contain these feelings, I had to. I slight paradox as it is, I knew that moving upon my feelings would make me dispise myself for them.
Temptation strikes in the darkness of night when least expected. Like a thief it steals your desires away from you, distorting them into monsters in a nightmare whirlwind.
It all started when I picked up the box. I really shouldn’t have. I have no idea why I did. I am such an idiot! I mean, why would any body?! Oh yea, because was tempted. They all said “There is candy under there.” Or “There is a really big sum of money under there.” Or “You’ll find a really hot guy under there.” Yea well there were all wrong. There was a dead caterpillar. I named him tent and gave him a proper burial. I still morn for him.
“I know a secret,” Izabella’s voice was high, sing-songish; sprightly. It irritated Theo to his core. She raised her shoulders gleefully, “I’m not supposed to tell you, and you wouldn’t want to know.”
“Then why you even mention it, Izzie dearest?”
“Because I know it drives you mad.” It did. “And you know that I would tell you.” She would.
Theo sighed hard. “No, better not, Iz. If it’s about my examinations, Mademoiselle Ambroise would have kittens if she knew I was told.”
A wry grin lit up Izabella’s face. “Ambroise doesn’t have to find out. Unless you’re scared,” she chuckled.
“Scared, nothing. It’s called self-preservation; the woman would have my head,” Theo said, slightly flustered. She adjusted his cravat and tugged at his sleeves, smoothing them.
“You do so want me to tell you, Theodore. You’re positively brimming with anticipation. It’s most disengaging of you,” Izabella said as she took Theo’s gloved hand in hers. She did so like to make the young gentleman squirm.
“Well, if you’re so intent on telling me, then would you please tell me the secret?”
“Oh, now Theodore, my dear, that would be disloyal to the Academy!” She feigned some great wound, a hand on her brooch, her green eyes open wide with dramatic shock.
Theo sighed and grinned, defeated, and said, “have it your way, Izabella, my dear. Drive me mad, while you’re at it.”
Tempted. Tempted to do this, tempted to do that. Temptation implies a tempter; why do we so often use it about ourselves? Are we really that fragmented as people? Do we not know what we want from life without dangling it in front of our own eyes? Temptation is the ultimate freedom.
The triple chocolate muffin stared at her, its chips of heaven intoxicating. She was sorely tempted. But then, next to it, was an even bigger muffin, with even more chocolate. It tempted her even more. And even then, next to that bigger muffin…was an EVEN BIGGER muffin, with a almost sickening amount of chocolate. There was no way she could, or would, resist. She leant forward, breathed in the sweet, warm smell of fresh baked goods, and widened her mouth to devour it, when suddenly everything went white. She opened her eyes, and light streamed in through the window uncovered by the recently drawn curtains.
Dammit. Another dream.
because she was so vulnerable and so alone in the world, because no-one could know and there would be no consequence, because she was enchanted by the beauty of the place, lost in the leaves and the breezes and the movements of the animals and off guard, because of a lifetime of practiced deceit and wiles, because here was a chance to express a festering hatred, eke out punishment for another person long escaped and because what is light attracts the dark, that’s some why
He was tempted by her smile, by the endless pair of legs she flaunted in front of him. It wasn’t her boobs or butt. It was her beautiful lips & perfectly long legs. It was her eyes that told him ‘yes,please!’ It was her tempting laugh.
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I am so tempted to go to California that I might just run away. Then I would at least be able to live some of my dream. Although I would have to come back to go to college. And after college I will hopefully be able to work at my dream job. Meeting a lot of new people, knowing celebrities, making money. Yes.
Versuchung…
in versuchung führen…
der Versuchung wiederstehen…
Living beyond and beneath fear, the word that really reveals the “tempted” side of our emotions gives a new reason of treason. A farewell to the sacredness of the edge and a new welcoming to the edge of revealing.
no I am the one that seeks to make you mine. you are mine as you thrash around looking for the truth. your future is as the one that sees not listens not and knows not you are my slave as you are now you always shall be.
“I’m half-tempted to just get up and leave,” she said. “Just leave and never come back.”
“Well, then why don’t you? You know you’re more trouble than you’re worth!”
He regretted saying it immediately. A wave of years of future loneliness washed over him, but before he could tell her not to go, she had already shut the door and locked it behind her.
Oh, I wanted him. I had gotten out of the habit of denying myself, so the next move seemed natural. I sauntered up and said hi, making sure to look up at him through my eyelashes.
He didn’t buy into it like everyone else did. I think he must’ve come straight from a psychology class because he waited until I looked at him straight on, and then he said, “Do you really need to have sexual attention from men in order to feel good about yourself?”
I cocked my head and pretended to think about it. “I don’t, but what’s wrong with wanting it?”
He looked at me intently, as if trying to figure me out. Puzzled – almost as if I’d disproven his psych class – he replied with a simple “nothing” and walked away.
I would have followed him, but after playfully answering his question, I’d started to actually think about it. When was the last time I allowed myself to be satisfied with myself, by myself, without getting sex involved in it? And why was that silly little encounter actually bothering me? The look in his eyes was almost begging for more, and that was why he was so puzzled — he didn’t want more flirtation, but more of me.
I hear your voice,
I feel your scruff.
Down my neck and on my face,
And all I want is to have you back.
I wish I could call, I think of you often,
But things are not the same,
And all I have are these thoughts.
By a teasing tail
That’s what was
At least,
Tempting me,
Though the tiger above remains
Stalwart
Stonely
Quiet
Solemn.
i have this strange urge to just
pull you up and kiss you senseless
because i love you, i think,
but we don’t have time to be marred by
‘maybe’s and second-guessing
the huge slice of chocolate cake spilled over the edge of the flowered plate. I could taste its sweetness on my tongue. I looked around and saw no one. I reached and took a bite quick before someone came in.
I’m always tempted outdoors on pretty days. I love digging in the dirt. So many plants, so little space and time. : )
Bookstores are another thing that tempts me.
i am tempted by fate i am tempted to commit suicide. i havnt yet which makes me assume that i never will. i get very sad. i am very sad im not too sure whats wrong with me. i painted my walls blue in the middle of my depression. i then red somewhere that blue lights prevent suicide. maybe there is a connection there somewhere.
She is tempted to get tumblr, but she doesn’t need it. I’m tempted to go to bed, but I’m too scared. I’m not sure I want to write about what I’m scared of, but I’m scared I’ll always be scared. I also don’t know if I’m sick. Like, really sick. I freak myself out all the time. Maybe I’m a hypochondriac… I think that’s spelt wrong. I also can never remember the difference between spelt and spelled… or if there is a difference. Isn’t spelt a kind of fish?
When people feel this way, it means that they want to do something they shouldn’t. But for me, it means the opposite. It means that there is something that I SHOULD do, but I’m too afraid or insecure to do it. I can honestly say its been this way for years and I’m still trying to overcome it.
I was so tempted to jump. The way the gravel kicked off the edge every time I shifted my feet. I wanted so badly to just turn around, spread my arms, and fall. I’d give anything to feel and hear the wind whirling around me as I tumbled towards the ocean. I wanted to be swallowed by the water and have it wash away the world.
i want you like nothing else and yet i shouldn’t i couldn’t or i wouldn’t. and yet i want you no i need you dare i say i die without you. whatever you may be, to me, you are the most important. tempted.
temptation is delicious and it drives the wild side of life. give into it every now and then and reap the benefits…
Zachariah Turdnuckle shook his gnarled fist at the boys after they pelted him with acorns. “I’m tempted to throw you over my knee and whale away on your mischievous buttockses!” he screamed.
The boys giggled and ran to get away across the street, knowing the old man’s gimpy leg would make it impossible to catch them, but unaware of the speeding cement mixer.
ive been tempted into eating a doughnut yesterday . temptation is not a bad thing. i get tempted by food mostly . money tempts me too. my temptation for food is giving me a tough time now that ive started to diet
Tempted. It means that you want to do something because of so much influence. Tempted is the reason why people do stupid things. I feel that this word has strong meaning and it means os much in so many situations. Also it can be used espeically when under pressure. When looking back, this word has lots of negative meaning.
It seems like yesterday when I felt tempted to journey into the abyss of the unknown. I saw and heard all I needed to know when I was further tempted to travel back to a happier time in my life.
When a person is intreaged or curious about something. When someone wants something, ex: the chocolate cake tempted me :)
She was tempted to walk into that room; to march right up to him, and give him a piece of her mind. But, what piece would she be left to give him? The piece that loved him, or the piece that wanted him dead? At this point, he was as good as dead. She began, again, to walk away, but something pulled her back to the room. She stared, through the peep hole, of their bedroom door, and watched, as he nearly melted beneath that scarlet harlot. She quietly removed her wedding band, knowing it’s service was no longer needed, and with that, she walked down the silent suburban sidewalk, to begin a new destiny.