On a whim, I gave myself a tattoo. It had meaning. Of course. “It’s a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.” Of course. People these days, no imagination. Although, I admit using a straight pin and india ink makes your tattoos look a little like a connect the dots drawing.
The widows feel the whims. Oscillating gently, back and forth, with the calm vibrations of the willow tree, the recently widowed take every whim to name their lives as meaningful against the arid and bleak backdrop of their husband’s untimely death. Whims.
I often the whim to just get in my car and see how far i can drive , then start a whole new life. sometimes`my whim is` to be as` rude to people are to me, but shoud i follow my whims? theres`a question. sometimes a whim can be as simple as a red wine and a chocolate maybe ill just follow thar one.
I don’t have the ability to act on a whim. I process; I plan. I never just “go with the flow.” It’s annoying, yes, but I like when it turns out how I wanted. But I will admit, I’m waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet. That’s when I’ll feel sparks, when we’ll get married on a whim, and when we’ll be crazy about each other.
Being ridiculous. Going out on a limb. Being a free spirit. Going to art school maybe? Travel. Take yourself out for fun. Stop caring about opinions and judgments. BEING AWESOME! Not a care in the world..
a whim and a thought of doing something totally of the wall and out of character
silly and yet simple things
simple and yet silly things
whims of the heart can be uplifting
I saw her again last night. it’s crazy, almost painful, i don’t even like her, well that’s not exactly true, but it doesn’t feel good afterwards. why did i even bother. why?
An unplanned event. No premeditation. One day I got in my truck and decided to drive to Wisconsin for some cheese. The cheese was good. Cheddar and Colby Jack are my favorite. I spent all my money on cheese and had to hitch hike home. Not fun. Luckily it didn’t rain. On Iowa.
it is not clear what exactly is a whim. People after all are so whimsical. Whims and fancies are a good expression for people to keep saying about such men and women. Between men and women I guess women are more whimsical and driven by whims. Well between male whims and female whims it is always that the women’s whim survive, triumph and eventually conquer. Why the world is so unfair! It is not clear. Even nature seems no different.
You just gotta dive, she said to me. She jumped off the trampoline in a whim. I was scared. I couldn’t swim. Or I could, she had spent the past month teaching me. Lesson after lesson, week after week. But this was like a final test. And just as I froze up in front of a blank page, I froze up in the water.
i went out on a whim and thought that i would try something new. When i tried this new thing it didnt go very well. I will never go out on a whim again. I just went out on a whim and thought that i would go and wirte this message for no reason.
On a whim, I am done. I am tired of having every last ounce of mental strength and stability beat out of me with your hateful words. I am not defined by you. On a whim, you and me have nothing left to talk about.
she always drank hot chocolate on a whim. she was banned from sugar and any form of caffeine but yet, there she was, every day at 3pm, leaning against the counter of the Java Spot, sipping her hot chocolate with double whip. she felt it was a whim anyway.
On a whim I went shopping and blew ninety dollars on new clothes but I was in a hurry so only half of what I bought actually fits…Go figure it was all clearance.
“why not?” i shrugged, enjoying the spontaneous smile on his face. we were leaving on a whim, which fit so perfectly with how we’d arrived. i was starting to doubt his assertion that he wasn’t usually like this, that he usually planned everything to the minute. i liked this allegedly new version of him.
whim is whne you just go crazy and it’s a lot of fun and you enjoy it at times because youre basicallay really carefree and stuff and it’s cool. i sang a song about whim once about a bullfrog and it was really fun and the she toad vetoed him ahahahahaha yeah this is really weird but i’m doing it anyway him is in whim
On a whim. I am not quite sure of the definition of this word, but I believe it is an act of quick thinking. To do something without thought, to just live in the moment. “I did that on a whim.” Meaning I did it quickly without thinking about it, I followed my instincts. Not quite sure of the meaning so this is the best possible way I thought I could phrase it.
I live my life on a whim. Can’t take the constraints of planning. Can’t dedicate too much time to one thing. Want to feel free to pick up and go where ever the four winds blow me. I like it that way.
What was he thinking? Sitting on a plane getting ready to take off for Europe. All on a whim? All reason had to have flown the coop of his mind. Yet as much as he was shaken by his rash decision he was thrilled. After all the greatest adventures of life start with a whim right?
It was on a whim that he walked into the library, the smell of old, antiquated paper and faded leather reaching his nostrils as he poked through the door. He had never been in this part of the house before, but he felt drawn to it, somehow. Despite his dislike for things of the unnatural, books, he reasoned, were a shell for something entirely natural and pure: the imaginings of worlds brought about by the human consciousness.
I fancy whims said the pioneer’s child. The weirdness stricken upon me when I hear this word brings back memories of weirdness, the unicorns and past dreams of my childhood recently gone. WHIMP!
It started with a whim. A simple half thought idea that filtered through her mind like a colored fog. Until it wrapped around her every musing and choked out every other possibility for salvation.
I simply haven’t got any whimsical inspirations for you today. I’ve spent to much time this week following other’s caprices. But a green silk couch to lie on and rest, that would be nice.
Ich weiß nicht, warum das hier so hell ist. Weiß, grellweiß, eine Farbe fast wie ein Nichts, dabei ist es die Zusammenfassung, die Mitte, die Summe aller nur denkbaren Farben. Sie heben einander auf, löschen sich, machen sich selbst zu Nichts.
Maybe it was a whim that caused her to walk under the big top that night, or maybe it was fate that caused her to run into the ringmaster who with his red and gold coat tossed to the side, picked up the garbage lazy audiance members left when the show ceased. Maybe it was a whim that caused her to hum that one song that made the ringmaster look up with his icy blue eyes locking onto hers, smile and say “You like Sinatra?”
On a whim, I decided to go to London. It was winter here, a dreary, dull, snowless wonder, and I should have picked someplace warm and sunny: Mykonos, perhaps, or the Carribean. But I wanted to see London again, after too many years away from a place my heart loved.
whims are so easy to comfort us’ we find them as an excuse not to do what needs to be done and delivered. whims are just scapegoats and they are annoying. The only way to deal with them is to step over them.
whimsy is a funny thing. whimsical, on a whim . . . it speaks of going without thinking, that fraction of a second when you decide and you don’t regret anything in that one moment. I wish i’d done more things on a whim
On a whim, I gave myself a tattoo. It had meaning. Of course. “It’s a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.” Of course. People these days, no imagination. Although, I admit using a straight pin and india ink makes your tattoos look a little like a connect the dots drawing.
The widows feel the whims. Oscillating gently, back and forth, with the calm vibrations of the willow tree, the recently widowed take every whim to name their lives as meaningful against the arid and bleak backdrop of their husband’s untimely death. Whims.
Just don’t do it on a whim-
You’ll only ever punish him
For thinking that you didn’t mean
To find yourself in this god damn thing!
I often the whim to just get in my car and see how far i can drive , then start a whole new life. sometimes`my whim is` to be as` rude to people are to me, but shoud i follow my whims? theres`a question. sometimes a whim can be as simple as a red wine and a chocolate maybe ill just follow thar one.
I regarded him silently for several minutes, during which he unblinkingly met my scrutiny. On a whim, I decided to try a different tactic with him:
“Tell you what, Sweetie. I have this impulse to go out to the middle of yonder river, What do you say?”
“Do you know how to swim?”
“No. I don’t.”
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll drown?”
“Y’know… I somehow think that’s just not going to happen….”
I don’t have the ability to act on a whim. I process; I plan. I never just “go with the flow.” It’s annoying, yes, but I like when it turns out how I wanted. But I will admit, I’m waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet. That’s when I’ll feel sparks, when we’ll get married on a whim, and when we’ll be crazy about each other.
Being ridiculous. Going out on a limb. Being a free spirit. Going to art school maybe? Travel. Take yourself out for fun. Stop caring about opinions and judgments. BEING AWESOME! Not a care in the world..
a whim and a thought of doing something totally of the wall and out of character
silly and yet simple things
simple and yet silly things
whims of the heart can be uplifting
I saw her again last night. it’s crazy, almost painful, i don’t even like her, well that’s not exactly true, but it doesn’t feel good afterwards. why did i even bother. why?
An unplanned event. No premeditation. One day I got in my truck and decided to drive to Wisconsin for some cheese. The cheese was good. Cheddar and Colby Jack are my favorite. I spent all my money on cheese and had to hitch hike home. Not fun. Luckily it didn’t rain. On Iowa.
I dont know what this word means. He changed his mind in a whim of a second., it has something to do with changing your mind.
it is not clear what exactly is a whim. People after all are so whimsical. Whims and fancies are a good expression for people to keep saying about such men and women. Between men and women I guess women are more whimsical and driven by whims. Well between male whims and female whims it is always that the women’s whim survive, triumph and eventually conquer. Why the world is so unfair! It is not clear. Even nature seems no different.
You just gotta dive, she said to me. She jumped off the trampoline in a whim. I was scared. I couldn’t swim. Or I could, she had spent the past month teaching me. Lesson after lesson, week after week. But this was like a final test. And just as I froze up in front of a blank page, I froze up in the water.
I don’t even know what this word means. I believe it means an effort of some sort. It rhymes with him, hymn, sim, Jim, rim, and Kim.
i went out on a whim and thought that i would try something new. When i tried this new thing it didnt go very well. I will never go out on a whim again. I just went out on a whim and thought that i would go and wirte this message for no reason.
This is an interesting word. When I look at it I think of something like going out on the whim. It is some sort of Indian term used in the old days.
i dont know what word means. it makes me think of someone crying.
On a whim, I am done. I am tired of having every last ounce of mental strength and stability beat out of me with your hateful words. I am not defined by you. On a whim, you and me have nothing left to talk about.
whim is a word i dont know or can write anything about because i dont know anything about it.
she always drank hot chocolate on a whim. she was banned from sugar and any form of caffeine but yet, there she was, every day at 3pm, leaning against the counter of the Java Spot, sipping her hot chocolate with double whip. she felt it was a whim anyway.
you go on a whim or go out on a whim . taking a risk. having fun . taking chances with a new adventure . fun .. adventruouds
On a whim I went shopping and blew ninety dollars on new clothes but I was in a hurry so only half of what I bought actually fits…Go figure it was all clearance.
“why not?” i shrugged, enjoying the spontaneous smile on his face. we were leaving on a whim, which fit so perfectly with how we’d arrived. i was starting to doubt his assertion that he wasn’t usually like this, that he usually planned everything to the minute. i liked this allegedly new version of him.
I fell in love with you on a whim.
Haven’t looked back since.
whim is whne you just go crazy and it’s a lot of fun and you enjoy it at times because youre basicallay really carefree and stuff and it’s cool. i sang a song about whim once about a bullfrog and it was really fun and the she toad vetoed him ahahahahaha yeah this is really weird but i’m doing it anyway him is in whim
On a whim. I am not quite sure of the definition of this word, but I believe it is an act of quick thinking. To do something without thought, to just live in the moment. “I did that on a whim.” Meaning I did it quickly without thinking about it, I followed my instincts. Not quite sure of the meaning so this is the best possible way I thought I could phrase it.
I live my life on a whim. Can’t take the constraints of planning. Can’t dedicate too much time to one thing. Want to feel free to pick up and go where ever the four winds blow me. I like it that way.
What was he thinking? Sitting on a plane getting ready to take off for Europe. All on a whim? All reason had to have flown the coop of his mind. Yet as much as he was shaken by his rash decision he was thrilled. After all the greatest adventures of life start with a whim right?
It was on a whim that he walked into the library, the smell of old, antiquated paper and faded leather reaching his nostrils as he poked through the door. He had never been in this part of the house before, but he felt drawn to it, somehow. Despite his dislike for things of the unnatural, books, he reasoned, were a shell for something entirely natural and pure: the imaginings of worlds brought about by the human consciousness.
Beware the jabberwock my son, the jaws that bite, the claws that catch. Beware the jub jub bird and shun the frillious bandersnatch.
Idvmgsn
I fancy whims said the pioneer’s child. The weirdness stricken upon me when I hear this word brings back memories of weirdness, the unicorns and past dreams of my childhood recently gone. WHIMP!
It started with a whim. A simple half thought idea that filtered through her mind like a colored fog. Until it wrapped around her every musing and choked out every other possibility for salvation.
I simply haven’t got any whimsical inspirations for you today. I’ve spent to much time this week following other’s caprices. But a green silk couch to lie on and rest, that would be nice.
Ich weiß nicht, warum das hier so hell ist. Weiß, grellweiß, eine Farbe fast wie ein Nichts, dabei ist es die Zusammenfassung, die Mitte, die Summe aller nur denkbaren Farben. Sie heben einander auf, löschen sich, machen sich selbst zu Nichts.
Maybe it was a whim that caused her to walk under the big top that night, or maybe it was fate that caused her to run into the ringmaster who with his red and gold coat tossed to the side, picked up the garbage lazy audiance members left when the show ceased. Maybe it was a whim that caused her to hum that one song that made the ringmaster look up with his icy blue eyes locking onto hers, smile and say “You like Sinatra?”
I wish I could say that it was only on a whim, but that would be a lie.
It’s like I was mesmerized. The heart-stopping sensation, the images filling my head– it was how all the books described infatuation.
Only it wasn’t with a boy I was infatuated. It was my neighbor’s crystal paperweight.
I slipped it into my pocket. What could I do? I was obsessed.
On a whim, I decided to go to London. It was winter here, a dreary, dull, snowless wonder, and I should have picked someplace warm and sunny: Mykonos, perhaps, or the Carribean. But I wanted to see London again, after too many years away from a place my heart loved.
whims are so easy to comfort us’ we find them as an excuse not to do what needs to be done and delivered. whims are just scapegoats and they are annoying. The only way to deal with them is to step over them.
whimsy is a funny thing. whimsical, on a whim . . . it speaks of going without thinking, that fraction of a second when you decide and you don’t regret anything in that one moment. I wish i’d done more things on a whim