wanted. he was wanted for his style, his hair, his clothes, the way he spoke exuded a sense of knowing something better than the rest of us. The camera wanted him, but sadly he lived a life in isolation, a life that was apart from the rest that wanted him. in this way he was both wanted and not wanted. To want and to be alone.
I was there on the run. Who would have thought that they would be chasing after me with those dogs? I thought i would be safe. They told me, it was a completely legal job. Just go in, open a document on the computer and then I could go. But when i opened the document, I realized things were not as they seemed.
I wanted the moon, I wanted the sun, I wanted everything that was to be found in this world. My wants stretched from sky to land, it surpassed all expectations, it encompassed the wants of everyone. I wanted the mind of a god and the gait of a conqueror. I want
When I hear the word wanted, I think of the Bon Jovi song, “Dead or Alive.” I don’t particularly like the song, but I can hear the screeching of “Wanted, Wanted, Dead or Alive” as clear as day. It is a weird word. I also think of wanted posters and criminals. I feel like I am living in the Old West.
I am not wanted. Not in the way I want to be wanted, anyway. I’m wanted in a professional sense, because I do good work. But I want to be WANTED in a passionate way. And not just by anyone, but by the right someone. And now.
I wanted a different word than “wanted” – wanted something more original and exciting. Something I wanted to express – not something I didn’t want to express.
it’s so good to be wanted. so very nice. everyone wants to feel that way. we all want things, we know what it’s like to want things. so naturally when the process is reversed it means quite a lot to us.
Jerry didn’t know why he had stolen the car. It looked like the one his Dad had before he died. Reminded him of the Firebird from Smokey and the Bandit and he wanted it. He was having a similar adventure now as the lights of at least 7 cop cars flashed in the rear view.
i am wanted again…i am finally wanted again…by me. i love me again. i like the person i am again, i know the face in the mirror every morning now. maybe now i can work on loving others too…
posters wnated by the police wnated by families and lovers good to be wanted sometimesmostof us wnat tot be wanted unless you are wnated on a wanted poster i would guess I wanted to go to the Nothr Shore and I did. I wanted to go back and I didn’t wnated, want, wnating, nothing indeed shall I want there is no want in the gloris reign of heanven wanted wanted wanted–there can be too much of it, too wanted by the family and the mother ca be way too much everyon in need of some part of you that is not good wanting or wanted or want It seems sixty seconds can be a fairly long time while writing about the waord wanted! wanted to start this and now want to finish it! Want to know what is the prize and wnat to know how one knows whae
today i am a member of society…today i love myself..today i am me..im a great woman who today my kids love..i love myself and im the happiest womam ever….just for today im going to be me…
Wanted Dead or Alive! I kind of fantasize about doing something awful that would land me on a wanted poster. Imagine me, hanging in a post office or a supermarket.
they want a piece of me, they wanna take me down. i’m gonna keep running forever and those pigs will never get me! never!
By ky on 09.09.2009
wanted. he was wanted for his style, his hair, his clothes, the way he spoke exuded a sense of knowing something better than the rest of us. The camera wanted him, but sadly he lived a life in isolation, a life that was apart from the rest that wanted him. in this way he was both wanted and not wanted. To want and to be alone.
By Terisa on 09.09.2009
I was there on the run. Who would have thought that they would be chasing after me with those dogs? I thought i would be safe. They told me, it was a completely legal job. Just go in, open a document on the computer and then I could go. But when i opened the document, I realized things were not as they seemed.
By zoe on 09.09.2009
To be wanted is to be desired. Can be more of a negative term, however, in the context of “wanted man” or wanted in terms of jealousy. Wanted i
By keweathers@gmail.com on 09.09.2009
I wanted the moon, I wanted the sun, I wanted everything that was to be found in this world. My wants stretched from sky to land, it surpassed all expectations, it encompassed the wants of everyone. I wanted the mind of a god and the gait of a conqueror. I want
By pri on 09.09.2009
When I hear the word wanted, I think of the Bon Jovi song, “Dead or Alive.” I don’t particularly like the song, but I can hear the screeching of “Wanted, Wanted, Dead or Alive” as clear as day. It is a weird word. I also think of wanted posters and criminals. I feel like I am living in the Old West.
By Anonymous on 09.09.2009
I am not wanted. Not in the way I want to be wanted, anyway. I’m wanted in a professional sense, because I do good work. But I want to be WANTED in a passionate way. And not just by anyone, but by the right someone. And now.
By Anne on 09.09.2009
I wanted a different word than “wanted” – wanted something more original and exciting. Something I wanted to express – not something I didn’t want to express.
By Tiffany on 09.09.2009
it’s so good to be wanted. so very nice. everyone wants to feel that way. we all want things, we know what it’s like to want things. so naturally when the process is reversed it means quite a lot to us.
By billygoat on 09.09.2009
Jerry didn’t know why he had stolen the car. It looked like the one his Dad had before he died. Reminded him of the Firebird from Smokey and the Bandit and he wanted it. He was having a similar adventure now as the lights of at least 7 cop cars flashed in the rear view.
By JO on 09.09.2009
i am wanted again…i am finally wanted again…by me. i love me again. i like the person i am again, i know the face in the mirror every morning now. maybe now i can work on loving others too…
By ecraft on 09.09.2009
posters wnated by the police wnated by families and lovers good to be wanted sometimesmostof us wnat tot be wanted unless you are wnated on a wanted poster i would guess I wanted to go to the Nothr Shore and I did. I wanted to go back and I didn’t wnated, want, wnating, nothing indeed shall I want there is no want in the gloris reign of heanven wanted wanted wanted–there can be too much of it, too wanted by the family and the mother ca be way too much everyon in need of some part of you that is not good wanting or wanted or want It seems sixty seconds can be a fairly long time while writing about the waord wanted! wanted to start this and now want to finish it! Want to know what is the prize and wnat to know how one knows whae
By Anonymous on 09.09.2009
there was a man that was wanted is very talented
By maddie on 09.09.2009
there was a man who is wanted he is very bad
By maddie on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
the police want someone who kills people
By nick on 09.09.2009
i am waNTED FOR RUBBER..a hart of a great men.
By alice on 09.09.2009
today i am a member of society…today i love myself..today i am me..im a great woman who today my kids love..i love myself and im the happiest womam ever….just for today im going to be me…
By silvia on 09.09.2009
to place
By Anonymous on 09.09.2009
criminal dogs killers bad human cowboy jinxed
By jinx on 09.09.2009
What I wanted then,
I no longer want,
I got it and now I need something else.
By Freigeist on 09.09.2009
A PERSON WHO ALWAYS THINKSFOR A NEW IDEA
By VISHAL on 09.09.2009
A PERSON WHO THINKS FOR THE BRIGHT SIGHT FOR THE FUTURE
By VISHAL on 09.09.2009
Wanted Dead or Alive! I kind of fantasize about doing something awful that would land me on a wanted poster. Imagine me, hanging in a post office or a supermarket.
By Anonymous on 09.09.2009