They warned me, but I never listened. Again and again they would bring up my situation, but I never even considered it to be a situation. I was in love, but it wasn’t really love. It was more like a blindfold, covering my eyes from the truth. I was surrounded by truth, but I only believed in his lies.
They told you to watch your back. Yet you still took the risk and went anyway. Now you’re trapped in a deep ditch in the Breach Forest. Now what do you do?
I warned you it would happen. I told you she’d hurt you. I told you she’d ruin you. You were meant for me, and me alone. I am yours and you are mine, and she was just a roadblock in what was meant to be. Realize that we belong together and everything will be perfect, just like the fairy tales we read to each other as kids. Back when things were simple.
I was warned not to be around him. He was ad news. A terrible man. Nothing more than a street rat, but there was something about him…something unexplainable. Something I wanted more than anything. He was my other half, and I was determined to keep it that way. Because this love…could not be stopped. He was my everything. This was it. I stood in the streets as the rain poured over us. He stood only feet away from me. Our eyes met through the cold water and I reached out. I wanted to touch his face, to feel him. His lips against mine. I wanted it all.
I know ive been warned about this many times but the same thing/feeling keeps happening….hurt. You’ve hurt me and i knew it would happen. Why must this keep happening to me? how can i just move on?
I was warned not to be around him. He was ad news. A terrible man. Nothing more than a street rat, but there was something about him…something unexplainable. Something I wanted more than anything. He was my other half, and I was determined to keep it that way. Because this love…could not be stopped. He was my everything.
first thought? warmed. and I like that word much more. warned…what are you warning me off? Are you warning me not to do something? Is this something dangerous? Will I die doing this something? Or are you just trying to protect me? Don’t you know I have to live my life and make my own mistakes? Consider yourself warned.
I told my sister not to leap, but she sprang forth and let herself hang in midair, before the moment quaked and the sound of her heart’s warm, hollow thump ceased to exist.
my mother warned me about life and hard it could be, but i did not listen. today, i am faced with many life experiences that tell me i should had listen when i was warned. warned over and warned over again, only to have realize i wish i had listened.
You’ve been warned. I told you I was a silent one. I don’t like to push boundaries or make you feel uncomfortable. So why do you still seem so surprised by my lack of response? I’m waiting for you to make the move.
you are a warning label on a gilded box with mysterious contents (your heart) labeled warning: these will make your heat spin and your heart swell and your life change.
I warned her not to go, but she didn’t listen. As I closed the glass door behind her, I saw her look back. In that look I could see both a feeling of regret that it had to end this way, but, also a sense of excitement and hope. She took two steps forward and fell into infinity.
She warned me, he warned me, everyone warned me in their own way, that falling will be hurt. Especiallly if you are falling out of love. It’s hurt so much and when you look back yoy regret to not remember all of the warning you receive, you regret that you don’t warn yourself to anticipate the hurt you feel deep down inside
I warning is something I usually never heed. “Don’t enter this door”, but its more exciting if you do. Besides, if no one ever entered the door, where would the warning come from?
She warned me about you. She warned me not to get involved. She warned me that I’d get hurt. She warned me. She warned me. She warned me.
But I didn’t heed her warning. We all know I never do.
So you caught me up in your web of lies, lust, and deceit.
And then you left me there to suffer.
Until, that is, I finally set myself free.
scared of getting into trouble, but my mom said no! don’t go there, don’t do this, don’t do that. warnings of caution, high voltage, danger danger, stop, drop and roll. warned by parents, teachers, mentors, friends, warned of loss
You’ve been warned. I am sometimes impatient. I cry easily. I love to laugh. A lot. I hate watermelon. I like walnuts. I want to give you my whole heart but I don’t know quite how. But I’ll try. You’ll fall quickly, though, and hard. And once you’re hooked you won’t be able to imagine life without me. But you’ll love it. You’ve been warned.
“you have been warned”. a phrase coined by thousands of people everywhere to strike a chord of fear in the recipient of this warning. But all this is, is the simple fear tactic of controlling someone else through empty threats and unintelligible quoting of the pop-culture fear tactic.
i knew it would only lead to a bad end. i had been well warned. but being me i still decided not to turn back when the sign said bridge out. and that is why i find myself here lost in the middle of who knows where after floating down a river after watching my car sink down under water forever
You have been warned. I feel like my heart tells me this right befoer i”m about to fall for someone….every time. and i always fall anyway and then we all kno what happens int he end. we get hurt but maybe. this time. it will be different. maybe this time it was a warning that i should stick this one out..maybe this time warned will be different and it won’t hurt so bad. you have been warned heart.
My mother always warned be about boys like you. The tall, cute ones that always had a mischievous glitter in their eyes. I tried to stop myself… but I couldn’t. You’re too perfect. And I’m okay with that.
i warned you that i dont want to be with you. i was warned that vuth doesnt want to go back out with me back then but i still did..and i hated my life in 10th grade. it made me a horrible person. smh. i was warned about to many things
I warned you not to mess with me.
I warned you to not play with fire. But did you listen? No.
Don’t say I never warned you.
Thats what I did most of my time with you.
I warned you. I did. Why wouldn’t you listen to me? I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen. “Don’t friends do that for each other?” I said. But you had to butt your head against the wall until you couldn’t hear me anymore.
i warned you about it. this is the stupidest thing ever. i don’t know why i’m doing it. bleh. i don’t know why this is so fun. hmmm…..what to write about. warned has 6 letters in it. no way. w. a. r. n. e. d. that’s warned for ya. i don’t what else to write about. 60 seconds isn’t long enough to write about one word. yeah. i don’t want to go to school tomorrow. hehe. i love the word hehe. i don’t wanna perform the song in spanish. it’s called bonito. that means beautiful. you might have already known that but maybe not. i’m writing stupid stuff. what is this. i’m pretty sure it’s been longer than 60 seconds. just saying. i have an 81 in algebra 2. i’m in the tenth grade. i have a dog, his name is armony. i can’t believe i wrote this much in 60 seconds without even thinking. this is so stupid. oneword.com is retarded. it’s been way more than 60 seconds. are they gonna stop the timer. idk. this is stupid.
Children are warned each day by their parents and role models of the dangers on the outside world, but it doesn’t stop them from being curious just the same. Sometimes they will go and experience the danger themselves before they will believe what they have been warned about. And sometimes they are not lucky enough to live through those warnings.
Looking back, the warning was a challenge, a taunt. “Defy me,” it sang. “Prove I’m not true. Prove you’re better.” But the warning was a sinful promise.
There was tinfoil everywhere. On the bed, in the dresser drawers, covering the light fixtures – even the one on the ceiling. I guess that probably should have tipped me off that … well, that something just wasn’t quite right.
Warned to me is about being told something in advance to let you know about something that is going to happen to you or someone that could possibly hurt them or excite them. I was warned one time about a bug flying at me once and by there warning it made me scream. I am afraid of bugs.
warned is a word taht tells of how you sholudnt do a certain action it tells you the wrong things that mihgt happen on order to tell you the consecuences you ould have if you went throug with this action
I was warned about you. They said “he should treat you better, you deserve better” well I did, but I can’t seem to find this so called “better”. I warned you that I’d run if I got scared, and now my feet are sore, and you are nowhere to be seen. We were both warned, but somehow we ignored the risks and faced our fears.
I was warned that this would be hard. Not having been a student in so long, I was doing overly well for my first two weeks, now it feels like it is weighing on my shoulders. Trying to write well, I thought I was a writer, but maybe I was wrong. I cannot write at all. I have been warned that this would be hard just because something is going to be hard, doesn’t mean i should not try.
I was warned this would happen. Love. Bah! I told them, “Not to me! I’ve got no interest fooling around in that business!” They all laughed and I couldn’t understand why. Now I do. I should’ve listened to them. They were right. Love doesn’t like being scorned for so long. When it is, it’ll come back and hit you. Hard.
I looked back at their faces. Which were barely illuminated by the fire. They smiled with white teeth and red eyes. “Get on it.” One of them laughed. I swiveled my head left and right, then continued towards the old man hunched over his fire a few camp site down.
He started talking to me before I even entered the circle of his fire. I guess I’m not as quiet as I imagine I am.
“You do not have to play games with me young man.” He said.
“No sir, no games.” I could see my friends laughing, and tried to hide my own smile.
“Take a seat.”
We were going to play it civilized. “Yes sir.”
Slowly he swung his head away from the flames. I cringed at his wrinkles and old blue eyes, and thinning hair, but mostly I cringed at the long scar the ran from the underside of his right eye and grew to a garish red lump the crawled all the way under his chin, down his neck, and disappeared beneath the collar of his aviator jacket.
“Young man,” he said, “I know what kind of boy you are. I know your friends are right down their laughing because their is some kind of high in making fun of lonely old men. But I’m going to tell you something. Someday you will look back and remember that someone told you it was coming. Someday life will hit you hard. Hard and fast. You wont know its coming, but it is going to hurt like hell. I wish you luck, and maybe somehow it wont happen. But I would bet a million bucks otherwise.”
I shook my mouth closed after a moment of silence. He turned back to his fire. And I turned back to my friends. It was easy to forget what he said after a few beers. But the taste of his words lingered in my mouth in the morning.
i’m wondering if dreams mean anything nowadays. not that i haven’t before. it’s just that i’m getting vivid nightmares. probably just from lack of sleep. practice makes perfect i guess.
warned. I’ve been warned, I’ve given warnings, and I’ve ignored warnings. I think most people ignore the warnings they get – and my best guess as to why is because when people warn us against something, that makes our own independant drive stronger and more forceful and confident we can go beyond the warning. you say stop, I’m going.
As we begun all over. I warned myself not to fall for her skanky tricks but yet i disobeyed my heart and brain. I thought i loved her and yet all i get is a smack in the face and just more hatred and hurt emotions that are never resolved.
It was quick, painless. He fell to the ground in a graceful ark, and, for a moment, it seemed like he was floating. Then he was on the ground, and a lovely puddle of red was spreading around his head. There was a small, soft laugh.
A place you are banned from is a place you should fear, well…in this case you should. The place I am writing about is your worst nightmare. It is where defeated souls come to drown in their sorrows, it is where the outlaws are condemned…..think. Would you come to this place ? A place you have been warned of, a place you have been told numerous times NOT to go to……
They warned me, but I never listened. Again and again they would bring up my situation, but I never even considered it to be a situation. I was in love, but it wasn’t really love. It was more like a blindfold, covering my eyes from the truth. I was surrounded by truth, but I only believed in his lies.
They told you to watch your back. Yet you still took the risk and went anyway. Now you’re trapped in a deep ditch in the Breach Forest. Now what do you do?
I warned you it would happen. I told you she’d hurt you. I told you she’d ruin you. You were meant for me, and me alone. I am yours and you are mine, and she was just a roadblock in what was meant to be. Realize that we belong together and everything will be perfect, just like the fairy tales we read to each other as kids. Back when things were simple.
I was warned not to be around him. He was ad news. A terrible man. Nothing more than a street rat, but there was something about him…something unexplainable. Something I wanted more than anything. He was my other half, and I was determined to keep it that way. Because this love…could not be stopped. He was my everything. This was it. I stood in the streets as the rain poured over us. He stood only feet away from me. Our eyes met through the cold water and I reached out. I wanted to touch his face, to feel him. His lips against mine. I wanted it all.
I know ive been warned about this many times but the same thing/feeling keeps happening….hurt. You’ve hurt me and i knew it would happen. Why must this keep happening to me? how can i just move on?
I was warned not to be around him. He was ad news. A terrible man. Nothing more than a street rat, but there was something about him…something unexplainable. Something I wanted more than anything. He was my other half, and I was determined to keep it that way. Because this love…could not be stopped. He was my everything.
I wish someone had warned me about waiting around.
first thought? warmed. and I like that word much more. warned…what are you warning me off? Are you warning me not to do something? Is this something dangerous? Will I die doing this something? Or are you just trying to protect me? Don’t you know I have to live my life and make my own mistakes? Consider yourself warned.
I told my sister not to leap, but she sprang forth and let herself hang in midair, before the moment quaked and the sound of her heart’s warm, hollow thump ceased to exist.
my mother warned me about life and hard it could be, but i did not listen. today, i am faced with many life experiences that tell me i should had listen when i was warned. warned over and warned over again, only to have realize i wish i had listened.
You’ve been warned. I told you I was a silent one. I don’t like to push boundaries or make you feel uncomfortable. So why do you still seem so surprised by my lack of response? I’m waiting for you to make the move.
you are a warning label on a gilded box with mysterious contents (your heart) labeled warning: these will make your heat spin and your heart swell and your life change.
I warned her not to go, but she didn’t listen. As I closed the glass door behind her, I saw her look back. In that look I could see both a feeling of regret that it had to end this way, but, also a sense of excitement and hope. She took two steps forward and fell into infinity.
She warned me, he warned me, everyone warned me in their own way, that falling will be hurt. Especiallly if you are falling out of love. It’s hurt so much and when you look back yoy regret to not remember all of the warning you receive, you regret that you don’t warn yourself to anticipate the hurt you feel deep down inside
I warning is something I usually never heed. “Don’t enter this door”, but its more exciting if you do. Besides, if no one ever entered the door, where would the warning come from?
She warned me about you. She warned me not to get involved. She warned me that I’d get hurt. She warned me. She warned me. She warned me.
But I didn’t heed her warning. We all know I never do.
So you caught me up in your web of lies, lust, and deceit.
And then you left me there to suffer.
Until, that is, I finally set myself free.
scared of getting into trouble, but my mom said no! don’t go there, don’t do this, don’t do that. warnings of caution, high voltage, danger danger, stop, drop and roll. warned by parents, teachers, mentors, friends, warned of loss
You’ve been warned. I am sometimes impatient. I cry easily. I love to laugh. A lot. I hate watermelon. I like walnuts. I want to give you my whole heart but I don’t know quite how. But I’ll try. You’ll fall quickly, though, and hard. And once you’re hooked you won’t be able to imagine life without me. But you’ll love it. You’ve been warned.
“you have been warned”. a phrase coined by thousands of people everywhere to strike a chord of fear in the recipient of this warning. But all this is, is the simple fear tactic of controlling someone else through empty threats and unintelligible quoting of the pop-culture fear tactic.
i knew it would only lead to a bad end. i had been well warned. but being me i still decided not to turn back when the sign said bridge out. and that is why i find myself here lost in the middle of who knows where after floating down a river after watching my car sink down under water forever
You have been warned. I feel like my heart tells me this right befoer i”m about to fall for someone….every time. and i always fall anyway and then we all kno what happens int he end. we get hurt but maybe. this time. it will be different. maybe this time it was a warning that i should stick this one out..maybe this time warned will be different and it won’t hurt so bad. you have been warned heart.
My mother always warned be about boys like you. The tall, cute ones that always had a mischievous glitter in their eyes. I tried to stop myself… but I couldn’t. You’re too perfect. And I’m okay with that.
i warned you that i dont want to be with you. i was warned that vuth doesnt want to go back out with me back then but i still did..and i hated my life in 10th grade. it made me a horrible person. smh. i was warned about to many things
I warned you not to mess with me.
I warned you to not play with fire. But did you listen? No.
Don’t say I never warned you.
Thats what I did most of my time with you.
I warned you. I did. Why wouldn’t you listen to me? I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen. “Don’t friends do that for each other?” I said. But you had to butt your head against the wall until you couldn’t hear me anymore.
i warned you about it. this is the stupidest thing ever. i don’t know why i’m doing it. bleh. i don’t know why this is so fun. hmmm…..what to write about. warned has 6 letters in it. no way. w. a. r. n. e. d. that’s warned for ya. i don’t what else to write about. 60 seconds isn’t long enough to write about one word. yeah. i don’t want to go to school tomorrow. hehe. i love the word hehe. i don’t wanna perform the song in spanish. it’s called bonito. that means beautiful. you might have already known that but maybe not. i’m writing stupid stuff. what is this. i’m pretty sure it’s been longer than 60 seconds. just saying. i have an 81 in algebra 2. i’m in the tenth grade. i have a dog, his name is armony. i can’t believe i wrote this much in 60 seconds without even thinking. this is so stupid. oneword.com is retarded. it’s been way more than 60 seconds. are they gonna stop the timer. idk. this is stupid.
Children are warned each day by their parents and role models of the dangers on the outside world, but it doesn’t stop them from being curious just the same. Sometimes they will go and experience the danger themselves before they will believe what they have been warned about. And sometimes they are not lucky enough to live through those warnings.
Looking back, the warning was a challenge, a taunt. “Defy me,” it sang. “Prove I’m not true. Prove you’re better.” But the warning was a sinful promise.
There was tinfoil everywhere. On the bed, in the dresser drawers, covering the light fixtures – even the one on the ceiling. I guess that probably should have tipped me off that … well, that something just wasn’t quite right.
Warned to me is about being told something in advance to let you know about something that is going to happen to you or someone that could possibly hurt them or excite them. I was warned one time about a bug flying at me once and by there warning it made me scream. I am afraid of bugs.
warned is a word taht tells of how you sholudnt do a certain action it tells you the wrong things that mihgt happen on order to tell you the consecuences you ould have if you went throug with this action
I was warned about you. They said “he should treat you better, you deserve better” well I did, but I can’t seem to find this so called “better”. I warned you that I’d run if I got scared, and now my feet are sore, and you are nowhere to be seen. We were both warned, but somehow we ignored the risks and faced our fears.
I was warned that this would be hard. Not having been a student in so long, I was doing overly well for my first two weeks, now it feels like it is weighing on my shoulders. Trying to write well, I thought I was a writer, but maybe I was wrong. I cannot write at all. I have been warned that this would be hard just because something is going to be hard, doesn’t mean i should not try.
I was warned this would happen. Love. Bah! I told them, “Not to me! I’ve got no interest fooling around in that business!” They all laughed and I couldn’t understand why. Now I do. I should’ve listened to them. They were right. Love doesn’t like being scorned for so long. When it is, it’ll come back and hit you. Hard.
I looked back at their faces. Which were barely illuminated by the fire. They smiled with white teeth and red eyes. “Get on it.” One of them laughed. I swiveled my head left and right, then continued towards the old man hunched over his fire a few camp site down.
He started talking to me before I even entered the circle of his fire. I guess I’m not as quiet as I imagine I am.
“You do not have to play games with me young man.” He said.
“No sir, no games.” I could see my friends laughing, and tried to hide my own smile.
“Take a seat.”
We were going to play it civilized. “Yes sir.”
Slowly he swung his head away from the flames. I cringed at his wrinkles and old blue eyes, and thinning hair, but mostly I cringed at the long scar the ran from the underside of his right eye and grew to a garish red lump the crawled all the way under his chin, down his neck, and disappeared beneath the collar of his aviator jacket.
“Young man,” he said, “I know what kind of boy you are. I know your friends are right down their laughing because their is some kind of high in making fun of lonely old men. But I’m going to tell you something. Someday you will look back and remember that someone told you it was coming. Someday life will hit you hard. Hard and fast. You wont know its coming, but it is going to hurt like hell. I wish you luck, and maybe somehow it wont happen. But I would bet a million bucks otherwise.”
I shook my mouth closed after a moment of silence. He turned back to his fire. And I turned back to my friends. It was easy to forget what he said after a few beers. But the taste of his words lingered in my mouth in the morning.
i’m wondering if dreams mean anything nowadays. not that i haven’t before. it’s just that i’m getting vivid nightmares. probably just from lack of sleep. practice makes perfect i guess.
warned. I’ve been warned, I’ve given warnings, and I’ve ignored warnings. I think most people ignore the warnings they get – and my best guess as to why is because when people warn us against something, that makes our own independant drive stronger and more forceful and confident we can go beyond the warning. you say stop, I’m going.
As we begun all over. I warned myself not to fall for her skanky tricks but yet i disobeyed my heart and brain. I thought i loved her and yet all i get is a smack in the face and just more hatred and hurt emotions that are never resolved.
It was quick, painless. He fell to the ground in a graceful ark, and, for a moment, it seemed like he was floating. Then he was on the ground, and a lovely puddle of red was spreading around his head. There was a small, soft laugh.
A place you are banned from is a place you should fear, well…in this case you should. The place I am writing about is your worst nightmare. It is where defeated souls come to drown in their sorrows, it is where the outlaws are condemned…..think. Would you come to this place ? A place you have been warned of, a place you have been told numerous times NOT to go to……