How energy travels. The impact we have on others and the transfer of our emotions. Written word. The spread of information. From the mess to the masses.
i WONDERERD WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WHEN HE CAME THROUGH THE DOOR THERE HE STOOD COVERED IN TATTOS A LARGE WOLF STARING FROM HIS CHEST IN TO THE DEPTH OF MY SOUL. i WALKED CLOSER AND THEN WE EMBRACED.
I always wondered what life would have been like if we happened. I still believe we were meant to be. You were my first love. How could I ever let you go? But it still happened. Maybe you weren’t meant to be mine then, maybe you were meant to be mine in the future. I don’t know. All I could do is sit back and wait. I will always wait for you. No matter what. Because in my heart, a part of me will always love you. Always. You will always hold a special place. You meant the world to me back then and you mean the world to me now. I just wish I knew how you felt. I wonder what my future will look like. I want you in it. Forever.
I looked up into the sky, watching the smoke dispel from my mouth, and I wondered. Is this really it? Am I wasting my time? Does he invest as much as I do? Does he think about me as often as I think about him? Is my love real? My thoughts bounce around in my brain; my family, school, future, boyfriend, friends, and so forth. I sit here, then realize hours have passed, and my mind is still churning like a grandfather clock, back and forth, back and forth. It never ends.
I wondered out loud whether or not this was really allowed to be a word. Something about it just doesn’t seem quite right. But it fits. It fits in my sentence just like it’s supposed to.
I wondered…I wondered.
And I wonder if I wonder loud enough, if I will be answered
The young girl sat down on a big rock out front on the yard. Placing her hands on her cheeks, she wondered how she would solve this conundrum. She didn’t understand her mother’s motives well, and believed no one would. After all, how many people hide away in their rooms all day without speaking to anyone…?
I wonder since hes left me if he found someone just like me where he moved to. i wonder if she is as fun as i am. i hope he doesnt ever love her like he loves me and i hope no matter what he never forgets about me. i havent forgotten about him ever and i never will he will always be the one who protected me no matter what.
i wondered if you felt the way i did if it meant as much as the trees in the sky meant to the birds who flew and i knew that you were on the same wavelength. i knew that. and i wonder why im always out of lemonade and i wonder why i stopped eating red meat and i know the answers to silly questions but lets stop and talk a while.
how you made me feel
how much strength i have
what would become of me in the future
i just wondered
what i did wrong
why i deserve you
what my purpose in this big world is
and it all goes back to pensive me
as i sit and wondered
Today i wandered into the forrest and came out on the other side in the big open meadow. The grass was up to my chin and there were flowers all around me. i could feel the warm sun rising as i danced in that meadow for hours. then i wandered back into the forrest only to get lost on my way home.
I always wonder if I died today who would come to my funeral. Its not that i want to die or anything but if it were to happen who would be there. how would people find out, its not like im some famous celebrity which it will be all over the news. i hope everyone that I LOVE will be there.
I once wondered about the fact that giraffes don’t have vocal chords. I sorta felt sorry for them, you know, how would you complain, moan, and cry about lifes suckishness without a voice. And all those commercials about everyone having a voice. Ha! Lies. Its sorta sad about how lie-filled that is.
ive always wondered what it would be like to go …. would everything make sense? Would I even see you? Would you still love me….or even forgive me? Ive wondered a milion times
Questions of the past, revisited whenever you brush against me. Should I have said something earlier? Was my appeal too late to catch your fleeting interests? Did I even matter in the first place? I would scarf down my lunch from sheer nerves, bite my nails, nibble at my pencil, run my fingers through my tangled curls and sit, patiently. How patient could I continue to be, I’d ask myself.
Now I know.
i wondered if he noticed
if he wondered if i noticed
if he cared that i wondered if he noticed
wondered if he could see my heart beating
to the edges of my sleeve
the way i could.
I keep wondering why he never came. Why I received the text so late, wondering what he was doing instead. Wondering if he cared. The questions are slowly drowning me. What if I was different. What if I was skinny, not Mexican, beautiful. What if he cared.
One day, I wondered in a forest. I didn’t know where to go, who to find, what I should be looking for. I felt like Little Red Riding Hood, except I wasn’t looking for my grandmother’s house. I was scared. Terrified, to say the least.
I wondered today why fat people are less of a menace t society than smokers. I wondered why cigarettes are evil, but fat people are just ‘big’.
Fuck that. Fuck fat people getting all the slack. They’re fat.
Fat people are unhealthy. Just like smokers.
I wondered if anything exciting would happen to me ever again. As I sat with my coffee cup and my organic chemistry book, I looked at the people around me. Everyone seemed so alive–laughing, eating, sharing. I want to feel alive, too! I want a stranger to ask me on a date or strike up a conversation from which a best friendship grows. Something, anything.
Have you ever wondered about life? I wonder all the time. What is it”s meaning? Why are we here? Is there a reason we were made to wonder? It sure makes life more interesting. Don’t ever stop wondering. It is what drives us to be our best.
I sat on the couch, unmoving. Static. I was sunk into it, as if I would never be able to get out. I flipped through the channels on tv morosely, and as my attention wandered, I caught a glimpse outside the window. Daylight streamed in, and as I watched, I saw a bird flit through the trees. I wondered where it was going.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be a color. What is it like to be inanimate. To not feel. Can you feel the lack of feeling. Do you know what you’re missing. What is it like to be different than all the others. A factory defect
Have you ever wondered if it’s possible to stop wondering about things. Or does your mind just run in endless circles never stopping until your six feet under. Should we exersize our ability to wonder or fight it, in pursuit of blissful ignorance.
I’m wondering about what I’d like to know about you.
Wondering what makes you tick. Wondering what floods you with adrenaline.
Wondering about how you’d be with me.
I look at this word and wondered what it was. Does it mean to wonder? Or does it mean a person wondered about…like to wonder through the forest. Hmmm…I can’t cheat and look in the dictionary so I will wait and see what others wrote. Hope I am right…other wise, my bad.
whats in brain what i do all the time why i do it but i come up with some pretty awesome things when i do its a w word just like word i wonder if ppl wonder about me its .
i wondered if she was real. she came out of the mist and looked at me, shook her head, and then disapeared. i thought i imagined it but then her hand came out and grabbed mine. she pulled me in, and everything turned hazy. what is going on? my life is over, i thought. but no, it had only just begun.
ive always wondered why marijuana is illegal i wonder what the world would be like if hemp was legal and widely used is our economy entire too dependent on these non reneweable resouces that we can switch?? hopefully were not all fucked cuz it feels like it sometimes. You want to make a difference and change but the problems seem so big like were consumed and droned and under this control maybe im crazy but i wanna start a revolution. But this will screw up my planned future its all fucking tragic.
I wondered why I decided to get the tattoo on my face. I could be such a stupid bitch sometimes. I should have listened to Mom. Now I’m stuck with Winnie the Pooh on my temple for life.
I’ve often wondered what it would sound like to play the quadratic equation according to its notes. Minus b plus or minus the square root of b squared minus 4 ac all over 2a. So, if a minus is a flat and a plus is a sharp and the numbers are the number of times you play it, then there has to be a melody in it somewhere. That’s it. This is now a moral imperative! Stay tuned.
All my life, I’ve always wondered where I belonged. I’d stare up at the night sky, pleading to the heavens above to show me why they have granted me existence; why they have given me the gift of life. The very gift that cursed me to hate. Cursed me to hurt the ones I love. Cursed me to be human. Frustrating me so, that I tried to return it. To return the pain. To return the misery. To return it all. But I didn’t have the receipt. Years later, I found what I was searching for… in her emerald eyes. She’s the reason why I am here. She’s the reason I am who I am. I’ll stand by her side through everything — even when she decides I’m not the one.
I wondered at the sight of the stars at night. I wondered at the wonder of the creation of God. I wondered about the origin of disease and evil in the world. so much to wonder about in this world. God is wonderful and to be wondered at, and prayed to. I just dont understand how people cannot know Him
I wondered what I was going to do with the rest of my life. I wondered if he’ll ever come back to me. I wondered if the “one true love” thing is true… and I hope not because if he doesn’t come back, I’m fucked. I wondered if I made the right choice to skip out on graduate school for a year. I wondered.
I’ve always wondered about the 7 wonders of the world, about the essence of life, and the meaning of love. I’ve always wondered about the bees in the sky, and the people on the ground. I’ve always wondered about what my life would be like in the skin of someone else, under the eyes of a stranger. I’ve always wondered about everything I could be, if I was only given the chance.
How energy travels. The impact we have on others and the transfer of our emotions. Written word. The spread of information. From the mess to the masses.
i WONDERERD WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WHEN HE CAME THROUGH THE DOOR THERE HE STOOD COVERED IN TATTOS A LARGE WOLF STARING FROM HIS CHEST IN TO THE DEPTH OF MY SOUL. i WALKED CLOSER AND THEN WE EMBRACED.
I always wondered what life would have been like if we happened. I still believe we were meant to be. You were my first love. How could I ever let you go? But it still happened. Maybe you weren’t meant to be mine then, maybe you were meant to be mine in the future. I don’t know. All I could do is sit back and wait. I will always wait for you. No matter what. Because in my heart, a part of me will always love you. Always. You will always hold a special place. You meant the world to me back then and you mean the world to me now. I just wish I knew how you felt. I wonder what my future will look like. I want you in it. Forever.
What I have wondered
Why will I die?
What is beyond, if it is there?
Why did time get to be immortal
and take my
lover?
I looked up into the sky, watching the smoke dispel from my mouth, and I wondered. Is this really it? Am I wasting my time? Does he invest as much as I do? Does he think about me as often as I think about him? Is my love real? My thoughts bounce around in my brain; my family, school, future, boyfriend, friends, and so forth. I sit here, then realize hours have passed, and my mind is still churning like a grandfather clock, back and forth, back and forth. It never ends.
I wonder all the time, and the whole day. Every day, I look to the clouds and I wonder… will he love me?
Like I love him. (All the stars in the sky…)
I wonder… can he even love me? (Until forever ends. Until tomorrow.)
Wait for me.
I wondered out loud whether or not this was really allowed to be a word. Something about it just doesn’t seem quite right. But it fits. It fits in my sentence just like it’s supposed to.
I wondered…I wondered.
And I wonder if I wonder loud enough, if I will be answered
The young girl sat down on a big rock out front on the yard. Placing her hands on her cheeks, she wondered how she would solve this conundrum. She didn’t understand her mother’s motives well, and believed no one would. After all, how many people hide away in their rooms all day without speaking to anyone…?
I wonder since hes left me if he found someone just like me where he moved to. i wonder if she is as fun as i am. i hope he doesnt ever love her like he loves me and i hope no matter what he never forgets about me. i havent forgotten about him ever and i never will he will always be the one who protected me no matter what.
i wondered if you felt the way i did if it meant as much as the trees in the sky meant to the birds who flew and i knew that you were on the same wavelength. i knew that. and i wonder why im always out of lemonade and i wonder why i stopped eating red meat and i know the answers to silly questions but lets stop and talk a while.
how you made me feel
how much strength i have
what would become of me in the future
i just wondered
what i did wrong
why i deserve you
what my purpose in this big world is
and it all goes back to pensive me
as i sit and wondered
Today i wandered into the forrest and came out on the other side in the big open meadow. The grass was up to my chin and there were flowers all around me. i could feel the warm sun rising as i danced in that meadow for hours. then i wandered back into the forrest only to get lost on my way home.
I always wonder if I died today who would come to my funeral. Its not that i want to die or anything but if it were to happen who would be there. how would people find out, its not like im some famous celebrity which it will be all over the news. i hope everyone that I LOVE will be there.
wondered is a word of many meanings and could be taken as a dream or a thought.
I once wondered about the fact that giraffes don’t have vocal chords. I sorta felt sorry for them, you know, how would you complain, moan, and cry about lifes suckishness without a voice. And all those commercials about everyone having a voice. Ha! Lies. Its sorta sad about how lie-filled that is.
ive always wondered what it would be like to go …. would everything make sense? Would I even see you? Would you still love me….or even forgive me? Ive wondered a milion times
Wow my mind was just blown. I have always wondered, and I always will. It is a very wonder ful thing to wonder. but it often causes sadness for me.
Questions of the past, revisited whenever you brush against me. Should I have said something earlier? Was my appeal too late to catch your fleeting interests? Did I even matter in the first place? I would scarf down my lunch from sheer nerves, bite my nails, nibble at my pencil, run my fingers through my tangled curls and sit, patiently. How patient could I continue to be, I’d ask myself.
Now I know.
i wondered if he noticed
if he wondered if i noticed
if he cared that i wondered if he noticed
wondered if he could see my heart beating
to the edges of my sleeve
the way i could.
I keep wondering why he never came. Why I received the text so late, wondering what he was doing instead. Wondering if he cared. The questions are slowly drowning me. What if I was different. What if I was skinny, not Mexican, beautiful. What if he cared.
One day, I wondered in a forest. I didn’t know where to go, who to find, what I should be looking for. I felt like Little Red Riding Hood, except I wasn’t looking for my grandmother’s house. I was scared. Terrified, to say the least.
I wondered today why fat people are less of a menace t society than smokers. I wondered why cigarettes are evil, but fat people are just ‘big’.
Fuck that. Fuck fat people getting all the slack. They’re fat.
Fat people are unhealthy. Just like smokers.
I wondered if anything exciting would happen to me ever again. As I sat with my coffee cup and my organic chemistry book, I looked at the people around me. Everyone seemed so alive–laughing, eating, sharing. I want to feel alive, too! I want a stranger to ask me on a date or strike up a conversation from which a best friendship grows. Something, anything.
Have you ever wondered about life? I wonder all the time. What is it”s meaning? Why are we here? Is there a reason we were made to wonder? It sure makes life more interesting. Don’t ever stop wondering. It is what drives us to be our best.
I sat on the couch, unmoving. Static. I was sunk into it, as if I would never be able to get out. I flipped through the channels on tv morosely, and as my attention wandered, I caught a glimpse outside the window. Daylight streamed in, and as I watched, I saw a bird flit through the trees. I wondered where it was going.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be a color. What is it like to be inanimate. To not feel. Can you feel the lack of feeling. Do you know what you’re missing. What is it like to be different than all the others. A factory defect
Have you ever wondered if it’s possible to stop wondering about things. Or does your mind just run in endless circles never stopping until your six feet under. Should we exersize our ability to wonder or fight it, in pursuit of blissful ignorance.
I’m wondering about what I’d like to know about you.
Wondering what makes you tick. Wondering what floods you with adrenaline.
Wondering about how you’d be with me.
I’m tired of wondering…
I want to know.
again we all wondered why ..why do i do that why does he do that i wondered where when and what time to be exact i want it all !!! i wonder when
I look at this word and wondered what it was. Does it mean to wonder? Or does it mean a person wondered about…like to wonder through the forest. Hmmm…I can’t cheat and look in the dictionary so I will wait and see what others wrote. Hope I am right…other wise, my bad.
whats in brain what i do all the time why i do it but i come up with some pretty awesome things when i do its a w word just like word i wonder if ppl wonder about me its .
i wondered if she was real. she came out of the mist and looked at me, shook her head, and then disapeared. i thought i imagined it but then her hand came out and grabbed mine. she pulled me in, and everything turned hazy. what is going on? my life is over, i thought. but no, it had only just begun.
ive always wondered why marijuana is illegal i wonder what the world would be like if hemp was legal and widely used is our economy entire too dependent on these non reneweable resouces that we can switch?? hopefully were not all fucked cuz it feels like it sometimes. You want to make a difference and change but the problems seem so big like were consumed and droned and under this control maybe im crazy but i wanna start a revolution. But this will screw up my planned future its all fucking tragic.
I wondered why I decided to get the tattoo on my face. I could be such a stupid bitch sometimes. I should have listened to Mom. Now I’m stuck with Winnie the Pooh on my temple for life.
I’ve often wondered what it would sound like to play the quadratic equation according to its notes. Minus b plus or minus the square root of b squared minus 4 ac all over 2a. So, if a minus is a flat and a plus is a sharp and the numbers are the number of times you play it, then there has to be a melody in it somewhere. That’s it. This is now a moral imperative! Stay tuned.
All my life, I’ve always wondered where I belonged. I’d stare up at the night sky, pleading to the heavens above to show me why they have granted me existence; why they have given me the gift of life. The very gift that cursed me to hate. Cursed me to hurt the ones I love. Cursed me to be human. Frustrating me so, that I tried to return it. To return the pain. To return the misery. To return it all. But I didn’t have the receipt. Years later, I found what I was searching for… in her emerald eyes. She’s the reason why I am here. She’s the reason I am who I am. I’ll stand by her side through everything — even when she decides I’m not the one.
I wondered at the sight of the stars at night. I wondered at the wonder of the creation of God. I wondered about the origin of disease and evil in the world. so much to wonder about in this world. God is wonderful and to be wondered at, and prayed to. I just dont understand how people cannot know Him
I wondered what I was going to do with the rest of my life. I wondered if he’ll ever come back to me. I wondered if the “one true love” thing is true… and I hope not because if he doesn’t come back, I’m fucked. I wondered if I made the right choice to skip out on graduate school for a year. I wondered.
a deep thought o have thought about. “I have often wondered about …” What someone thought
I’ve always wondered about the 7 wonders of the world, about the essence of life, and the meaning of love. I’ve always wondered about the bees in the sky, and the people on the ground. I’ve always wondered about what my life would be like in the skin of someone else, under the eyes of a stranger. I’ve always wondered about everything I could be, if I was only given the chance.