sometimes, when im thirsty, i drink chocolate milk. i know it’s not the best for me, but when i do i feel like i’m not doing the completely horrible thing by getting ice cream…. i’m overweight, you see. as a matter of fact, i might get some right now.
quench me. i’m here. you feel me, take a drink my friend… make me go away. thirsty again? thirst never ends. its part of being human. so thirsty thirsty
Head down and hands on knees, I watched the water hit the black pavement drip after drip. My chest raised and fell over and over; I felt as if I would never get enough air.
I am really thirsty. Not really. I just saw the word and started writing that. But seriously, thirst is a weird word. If you say it a lot in your head. Do it. Doesn’t it sound weird? Thirst. Thirst. Ugh. Weird. Well, that was productive. Sorta.
It was the heat that made it the worst, made you stiff and lethargic, like a lizard drying out in an aquarium where your six year old owner forgot to fill your water dish. He knew he didn’t have much longer, foot falls crunching on the hard ground, and only the sun keeping vigil over his certain doom.
Hey you! Don’t you know that I thirst for you? Your presence? Smile? Happiness? Company? I am always fulfilled when you are near, yet I cannot say that I am ever completely satisfied. If you love me, you must stay near.
It was horrible in Las Vegas, I tell you. It was as if everyone there was really, really thirsty–and it WAS hot, believe me–but it was a horrible sordid thirst. It was disappointing really. At least John had a good time, didn’t you, honey?
She longed for him. It wasn’t a carnal hunger, just a deep thirst for his arms around her or his smile aimed at her. Instead of touching his arm or confessing her feelings, however, she asked him to push the straw into her juicebox for her, holding out the little carton of liquid as gingerly as if it was her heart.
This isn’t fair I already did thirst before, but like a empty cup….I thirst for more. Simply it’s never enough to get me through, knowing that I only have one more sip of you.
I was thirsty for a glass of water. I hadn’t drank any since I woke up, and I was parched. I went to the fridge and got a glass of ice water. It was the best tasting thing I had ever drank. I guess I should try to drink the recommended 2 liters of water everyday, but it’s hard if you forget to do it.
I am so thirsty for him- he permeates my thoughts and makes me wonder wonder wonder. I think I love him, but what do I know about love? All I know is he makes me want to drink in his presence and never let him go.
The Doctor held out a heavy-looking goblet and poured thick, dark wine into it. Across the table, the new Queen’s jewels glittered. Anne Boleyn. Poor thing. I wanted to save her, but the Doctor wouldn’t let me. Instead, we were feasting.
i have a thirst, a craving to have him. i want him. but i know i can’t have him. I am tortured day by day by his presence. when i see him, joyfully laughing with other girls, i can’t help but hurt and be jealous. i yearn for him, but i know that my thirst will never be quenched , for i can not have him.
The thirst is so strong it rules everything in your being. You can’t focus, you can’t move. The thirst is all consuming and there is nothing you can do about it. The thirst has you.
The thirst overwhelmed me. I couldn’t locate where it came from or what it meant. All I knew was that it was there. I felt the need to quench the thirst. It was a dire need, unlike anything I had ever felt before. But what would satiate it?
Thirsty again. Will this never end? The endless quest for clean, clear water in a land more filled with bovines than humans, more trash than treasure, has become almost unbearable. Almost. Quenching is key.
drunk off the bars that flow rapidly thru my mind, and drunken by the lady who searched for love.
Her thirst for attention by the bartender left her doing anything she could so he that
When you are thirsty, you become slightly… insane. Maybe that isn’t an eloquent way to describe it, but I’ve seen people with the thirst for power, for popularity, for acceptance… and it always ends with them being too quenched for their own good and falling down the ladder they so desperately tried to climb in the first place.
wet, salty, drinks i want water i love to drink i love gatoraid when im thirsty hot sunny days people without water how can they live i can’t imagine i want to drink now
He was dragging himself along the sand of the desert. What he wouldnt do for a drink of water. His throat had the texture of sandpaper and his mouth dry as the inescapable desert before him. How long had he been alone? Hours? Days? All he could think of was his insatiable thirst.
The thirst became central to all my thoughts. It became the only thought. Then the thirst took over. I was the thirst. I was the reason for the deaths of 37 people.
A beautiful sining voice needs nutrition, and care. As you take a sip of the cool ice water, your larynx thanks you. It feels soothed as it prepares itself for the song and it’s message. The breath rises up from your lungs and pushes throught your vocal chords, you raise your pallet, expand your throat and open your mouth…….. but where is the sound?
Didnt you know..? The wind took your breath away.
I thirst for excitement and for the thrill. Even though I fear the fall, I thrive for the life I find within failure. I want to not only live but to experience. I want to be. I want to feel. I want to live life.
thirst…..i guess i am just not in the state of mind to have anything about this word come to me…..thirst of knowledge is the only thing that comes to mind. I know that is a part of me if it makes any sense at all…wanting to know as much as i can about subjects i am passionate about.
Typically people think thirst is a bad thing, but if you think about it, it means that you are alive. Thirsty people would probably rather be thirsty than dead, right? Exactly. But not being thirsty is good too.
I am very thirsty. I would like something to drink. Let’s see, we have sweet tea, V8 juice, green tea, and water. I could always drink some V8 juice but that does not sit well on my tummy and I want good sleep for testing tomorrow. Maybe if I have tea for now and V8 tomorrow. That sounds good to me.
He had a thirst for spiritual experience . Perhaps it was middle age that had gotten his attention. Perhaps it was the meaningless drudgery of his daily work.
Insatiable..I had a thirst for it – a deep seated, unquenchable desire. It woke me in the night – with my dry lips pressing together, carpet tongue poking around for any drop or hint of moisture… it possessed me..
I thirst for just one night with you. One night to feel your breath on the back of my neck, to feel your arms around my gentle body. I thirst for your love, for your attention. You are like a drug to me. I crave you. I crave every inch of your golden skin, your glassy eyes, I am lost. I am lost in them. I lose myself in you in more ways then one. I thirst for just one night with you.
The dryness unbearable and sticky tongue. Words take so much more effort to form and the only taste is that of the mucus trying desperately to lubricate. Everything seems painful, and nothing will taste better than that first sip of water.
sometimes, when im thirsty, i drink chocolate milk. i know it’s not the best for me, but when i do i feel like i’m not doing the completely horrible thing by getting ice cream…. i’m overweight, you see. as a matter of fact, i might get some right now.
quench me. i’m here. you feel me, take a drink my friend… make me go away. thirsty again? thirst never ends. its part of being human. so thirsty thirsty
Head down and hands on knees, I watched the water hit the black pavement drip after drip. My chest raised and fell over and over; I felt as if I would never get enough air.
Parched. Hand me a glass of beer. Or water. Or Coke.
I am really thirsty. Not really. I just saw the word and started writing that. But seriously, thirst is a weird word. If you say it a lot in your head. Do it. Doesn’t it sound weird? Thirst. Thirst. Ugh. Weird. Well, that was productive. Sorta.
It was the heat that made it the worst, made you stiff and lethargic, like a lizard drying out in an aquarium where your six year old owner forgot to fill your water dish. He knew he didn’t have much longer, foot falls crunching on the hard ground, and only the sun keeping vigil over his certain doom.
thirst
Hey you! Don’t you know that I thirst for you? Your presence? Smile? Happiness? Company? I am always fulfilled when you are near, yet I cannot say that I am ever completely satisfied. If you love me, you must stay near.
It was horrible in Las Vegas, I tell you. It was as if everyone there was really, really thirsty–and it WAS hot, believe me–but it was a horrible sordid thirst. It was disappointing really. At least John had a good time, didn’t you, honey?
She longed for him. It wasn’t a carnal hunger, just a deep thirst for his arms around her or his smile aimed at her. Instead of touching his arm or confessing her feelings, however, she asked him to push the straw into her juicebox for her, holding out the little carton of liquid as gingerly as if it was her heart.
This isn’t fair I already did thirst before, but like a empty cup….I thirst for more. Simply it’s never enough to get me through, knowing that I only have one more sip of you.
I hunger, I thirst.
Such an unquenchable thirst.
I breath, I live.
Living, living but never dying.
Cold, thirsty.
Angry
Vampire.
I was thirsty for a glass of water. I hadn’t drank any since I woke up, and I was parched. I went to the fridge and got a glass of ice water. It was the best tasting thing I had ever drank. I guess I should try to drink the recommended 2 liters of water everyday, but it’s hard if you forget to do it.
stupid.fucking.vampires.
go away.
I am so thirsty for him- he permeates my thoughts and makes me wonder wonder wonder. I think I love him, but what do I know about love? All I know is he makes me want to drink in his presence and never let him go.
The Doctor held out a heavy-looking goblet and poured thick, dark wine into it. Across the table, the new Queen’s jewels glittered. Anne Boleyn. Poor thing. I wanted to save her, but the Doctor wouldn’t let me. Instead, we were feasting.
The Doctor handed the goblet to me. “Thirsty?”
I only nodded. I needed some alcohol right now.
i have a thirst, a craving to have him. i want him. but i know i can’t have him. I am tortured day by day by his presence. when i see him, joyfully laughing with other girls, i can’t help but hurt and be jealous. i yearn for him, but i know that my thirst will never be quenched , for i can not have him.
The thirst is so strong it rules everything in your being. You can’t focus, you can’t move. The thirst is all consuming and there is nothing you can do about it. The thirst has you.
The thirst overwhelmed me. I couldn’t locate where it came from or what it meant. All I knew was that it was there. I felt the need to quench the thirst. It was a dire need, unlike anything I had ever felt before. But what would satiate it?
My throat scratched like a wooly sweater. My voice as raspy as a 20 year pack a day smoker. I’d kill for just one cool sip.
I get thirsty sometimes.
I don’t drink a lot thoughout the day.
i worry about dehydration sometimes.
But I think I’ll be fine.
I wonder what the fish equivalent to thirst is….
Thirsty again. Will this never end? The endless quest for clean, clear water in a land more filled with bovines than humans, more trash than treasure, has become almost unbearable. Almost. Quenching is key.
drunk off the bars that flow rapidly thru my mind, and drunken by the lady who searched for love.
Her thirst for attention by the bartender left her doing anything she could so he that
I ache, I thirst
An unquenchable thirst
I wander, I live
Living, living, but never dying
I am vampire.
When you are thirsty, you become slightly… insane. Maybe that isn’t an eloquent way to describe it, but I’ve seen people with the thirst for power, for popularity, for acceptance… and it always ends with them being too quenched for their own good and falling down the ladder they so desperately tried to climb in the first place.
wet, salty, drinks i want water i love to drink i love gatoraid when im thirsty hot sunny days people without water how can they live i can’t imagine i want to drink now
He was dragging himself along the sand of the desert. What he wouldnt do for a drink of water. His throat had the texture of sandpaper and his mouth dry as the inescapable desert before him. How long had he been alone? Hours? Days? All he could think of was his insatiable thirst.
The thirst became central to all my thoughts. It became the only thought. Then the thirst took over. I was the thirst. I was the reason for the deaths of 37 people.
A beautiful sining voice needs nutrition, and care. As you take a sip of the cool ice water, your larynx thanks you. It feels soothed as it prepares itself for the song and it’s message. The breath rises up from your lungs and pushes throught your vocal chords, you raise your pallet, expand your throat and open your mouth…….. but where is the sound?
Didnt you know..? The wind took your breath away.
To need. To want. To have inexplicable desire. Only quenchable by the thing you seek. Or you just really need some water. Either way. :P
I thirst for excitement and for the thrill. Even though I fear the fall, I thrive for the life I find within failure. I want to not only live but to experience. I want to be. I want to feel. I want to live life.
thirst…..i guess i am just not in the state of mind to have anything about this word come to me…..thirst of knowledge is the only thing that comes to mind. I know that is a part of me if it makes any sense at all…wanting to know as much as i can about subjects i am passionate about.
Typically people think thirst is a bad thing, but if you think about it, it means that you are alive. Thirsty people would probably rather be thirsty than dead, right? Exactly. But not being thirsty is good too.
I am very thirsty. I would like something to drink. Let’s see, we have sweet tea, V8 juice, green tea, and water. I could always drink some V8 juice but that does not sit well on my tummy and I want good sleep for testing tomorrow. Maybe if I have tea for now and V8 tomorrow. That sounds good to me.
He had a thirst for spiritual experience . Perhaps it was middle age that had gotten his attention. Perhaps it was the meaningless drudgery of his daily work.
I already did thirst.
:O
Dying, he knew he was dying. Sandpaper, the sun, sand, heat. All he needed was some water. Thirst is a terrible thing.
Insatiable..I had a thirst for it – a deep seated, unquenchable desire. It woke me in the night – with my dry lips pressing together, carpet tongue poking around for any drop or hint of moisture… it possessed me..
I thirst for just one night with you. One night to feel your breath on the back of my neck, to feel your arms around my gentle body. I thirst for your love, for your attention. You are like a drug to me. I crave you. I crave every inch of your golden skin, your glassy eyes, I am lost. I am lost in them. I lose myself in you in more ways then one. I thirst for just one night with you.
The dryness unbearable and sticky tongue. Words take so much more effort to form and the only taste is that of the mucus trying desperately to lubricate. Everything seems painful, and nothing will taste better than that first sip of water.