I wondered what it was like to have green hair and then one day I went swimming in a pool and came home and looked in the mirror and I HAD green hair. I wasn’t very pleased with this new look. And there was nothing I could do about it. It wouldn’t wash out… I couldn’t dye over it, nothing worked. I just had to let it grow… and cut a little bit off at a time. It took almost 3yrs before all the green was finally out of my hair….
Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were born into a different family? Or have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you could go back and change one event that happened? I wonder about those things all the time. What if I could go back and change the fact that my brother died. That would be one more person that could have made an impact on my life and shaped me in some way. I wonder if we would have been close, if he would be like my best friend?
I once wondered what it was like to feel loved. I met you and for a minute I knew. But you left so quickly it left a bitter taste. I can’t get over you because you were perfect but I can’t admit that because I’m not. In some ways I understand that it’s better to feel love and loose it but at the same time, my hearts in shambles and I wish I’d never met you…
Ever wondered what you’ll be doing tomorrow? Or next week? Next month? Next year? I have. Every night and every day I think about where I will be and what I will be doing? Questions constantly go unanswered.
I have oten wondered how life would be if I had made different choices. Would I have a family, would i be in missions? What kinds of things would I do?
I wondered where I was going when I called you. Wonder what you are doing when I am thinking of you. I wonder what the hell I am thinking? I wonder, I wonder, I wonder! Isn’t life wonderful always wondering about something.? It is a wonder I am still interested after all this wondering.
i have so many things in life that i wonder about. what i will do, who i will be, what life has in store. but at the end of the day these are all things that i shouldn’t wonder about. having life be a surprise is how the adventure continues. after all of this, i know i no longer need to be stuck wondering
Today it struck me so suddenly, even though it’s so obvious so everyone else: He’s a real person, he has a life and a family besides me. I’ve got to stop feeling like he’s my family or friend. I don’t know. I’m dumb.
It’s funny, because it’s so easy to accept everyone else in my life as real people – but for him, I’m always left in wonder. It was strange for him to mention buying groceries!
Have you ever looked in the sky and wondered if we were the only life out there. And I know that it would be naive to say that we are not, but, think me naive, for I know without a doubt there is no life outside of the creatures here on earth. There are mutations, but everything is from the same bit of space dust.
I’ve been wondering for a while. Wandering in my head, pondering the entrails of the clouds, a lily thought on a frozen lake. What is love…. What is anything? Why can’t I be satisfied by myself? I think I am…. But I don’t know. I’m still wondering if there’s something…
He walked around and around and around.
Wondering aimlessly. Never knowing. Always going.
Paths became circles.
Circles became worn.
And the way was never clear to anyone.
The sky left him that day.
He wondered why the door was already open when he arrived back at the apartment. He was returning from a long evening of wine and Elizabeth, the wine being his favourite part of the night. Elizabeth held none of the conversational pleasure as had his previous lovers, and she also significantly lacked any sort of intelligent fiber in her thick, blond head.
i wondered what the stats on a perfect fiend sunder was….
i ponder the fact about getting into rap and it makes me shudder
im a skinny guy the opposite of rick ross’s blubber
mario is a plumber
i don’t understand how things happen. it makes me upset when i can’t understand things. i always wonder what i’m doing wrong or what makes me different than those who do understand.
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what what else?
allright I have been wondering what the hell would have come out of this plus milk plus cookie and of course . and i didnt know I was supposed to make sentences.
I wondered when I would ever lose my virginity. I wondered which guys liked me. I wondered if I was good enough. I was filled with superficial wonder. Lustful wonder. Wanting, longing wonder. Guess that’s why i’m 17. I can be consumed with such strange wonder like that.
I wondered a thought. Wondered a question. I wondered a word I wondered an expression. There are things we wonder, things we know. But without wondering how can we learn, how can believe, how can we move on. Wondering causes us to move on from the past and look towards the future. I wonder because I believe there is more to life then this
I wondered if I could ever find someone to love. Someone that will be as into me as I am into them. And dedicated throughout our lives. Too many divorces, too much infidelity. This town, NYC, is the last place to wonder such things.
The girl sat with her hands on her lap and stared until they became one mass, her eyes were sore from the night before. She wondered why, why she didn’t say no. How she couldn’t just let him go. It was simple really she was comfortable.
I once wondered what it would be like to swim. But then I wondered what it would be like to float on thin air through the beautiful sky. I wondered why oh why would I want to wonder this? It makes no sense. I wonder how long I’ve wondered about this. It’s quite a wonder.
That’s what it feels like, that’s what I am, when I’m sitting here alone with my thoughts, when I see or hear or read or think of something and it sets my synapses off like a string of firecrackers. I’ve been wondered. I can be not-so-alone with all my million thoughts swirling in my head. There’s too much to think, there’s too much in this world. I feel wondered by it all.
Have you ever wondered about why things happen in the world. Why people fight unjust wars. Or maybe why you fall in love. People fall in love for the most simple and complex things. Have you ever wondered why that happens. What is the trigger to the sould of all humanity. It is a gesture? A look? Or something deeper in the soul that not all of us have a grasp on quite yet
I wondered what he was thinking when he saw me standing in the hallway. Why did he touch her like that? What does he think about her? What does he think about me? Does he think about me?
I wondered where I would be going as we traveled along the rocky seashore. I had been picked up in the middle of the night. Natalie hadn’t told me where we were going or why we were leaving, but I knew better than to ask. I knew I would be safe with her, wherever we ended up.
i wonder why life is said to be pretty and pink. i mean, it’s anything but. and if the mountains have anything to say about it, i’d say that the world is green. Not that i have any dislike of pink, i juts liike green way better. Iw
have you ever wondered what you were supposed to do when you thought you were falling in love? stop and think. really. you try to convince yourself not to do it. and you eventually do. and then the next person you are in a relationship with, well, you tell them you have never been in love. thinking its something rare. they tell you they have, you realize you had just lied to them about never being in love.
i have always wondered about this word becuase of how it is a almost a actoion we do everyday but we never realize how much we wonder almost like how we wonder what our kids are doing how are bfs or husbands are and everything in that context.
What would be? Where would I go? What would I do? Who would I befriend? Where is life taking me? What will I eat for dinner? Who shall I see at the party? What do I want to do with my life?
Not really got anything done but enjoyed sitting and thinking until I needed to do something else that i’d really rather not do instead. At least I thought about it though. For a bit. Won’t happen though, guess it could. No it won’t.
I wondered many things when i was young. I wonder less now. I wish sometimes, that my mind was more inquisitive and creative. in moments I sense the ability to think creatively about a problem in a more “out of the box” way, but more of the time I
Sometimes I wonder why I think the way I do. Is it my brain, my personality, or my insecurity? Any of these things are minor, and I might be able to get over them, but really the only way to do that is to realize that these things aren’t ME. I decide who I am. I make myself who i ant to be.
I wondered once what I wanted to be when I finally got the chance to grow up. It seems like that chance is here and now I’m not sure what to do with it. Well, still not sure. Why did it happen so fast. All of the sudden, I’m an adult. Why?
sometimes i sit and wonder about the word wonder. Why do we wonder about wondering? Who decided that wonder actually means “to think” or whatever it actually does mean. I wonder what wonder actually means. Is it possible to not wonder? If you try not to wonder I think that you automatically wonder.
I wondered who was going to actually come into the room after all the lights went out. I wondered if they would be surprised when everyone shouted surprise. I wondered if it was truly a birthday party or just a st
i wondered if you were my friend or not and i thought maybe you were but then again maybe you weren’t , you were mean to me and i’m not sure how i take that, i really really enjoyed being friends but i don’t think we should be friends anymore, it’s really not good. love ya byee old bff.
I wondered what it was like to have green hair and then one day I went swimming in a pool and came home and looked in the mirror and I HAD green hair. I wasn’t very pleased with this new look. And there was nothing I could do about it. It wouldn’t wash out… I couldn’t dye over it, nothing worked. I just had to let it grow… and cut a little bit off at a time. It took almost 3yrs before all the green was finally out of my hair….
Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were born into a different family? Or have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you could go back and change one event that happened? I wonder about those things all the time. What if I could go back and change the fact that my brother died. That would be one more person that could have made an impact on my life and shaped me in some way. I wonder if we would have been close, if he would be like my best friend?
I once wondered what it was like to feel loved. I met you and for a minute I knew. But you left so quickly it left a bitter taste. I can’t get over you because you were perfect but I can’t admit that because I’m not. In some ways I understand that it’s better to feel love and loose it but at the same time, my hearts in shambles and I wish I’d never met you…
Ever wondered what you’ll be doing tomorrow? Or next week? Next month? Next year? I have. Every night and every day I think about where I will be and what I will be doing? Questions constantly go unanswered.
I have oten wondered how life would be if I had made different choices. Would I have a family, would i be in missions? What kinds of things would I do?
I wondered where I was going when I called you. Wonder what you are doing when I am thinking of you. I wonder what the hell I am thinking? I wonder, I wonder, I wonder! Isn’t life wonderful always wondering about something.? It is a wonder I am still interested after all this wondering.
i have so many things in life that i wonder about. what i will do, who i will be, what life has in store. but at the end of the day these are all things that i shouldn’t wonder about. having life be a surprise is how the adventure continues. after all of this, i know i no longer need to be stuck wondering
Today it struck me so suddenly, even though it’s so obvious so everyone else: He’s a real person, he has a life and a family besides me. I’ve got to stop feeling like he’s my family or friend. I don’t know. I’m dumb.
It’s funny, because it’s so easy to accept everyone else in my life as real people – but for him, I’m always left in wonder. It was strange for him to mention buying groceries!
Have you ever looked in the sky and wondered if we were the only life out there. And I know that it would be naive to say that we are not, but, think me naive, for I know without a doubt there is no life outside of the creatures here on earth. There are mutations, but everything is from the same bit of space dust.
I’ve been wondering for a while. Wandering in my head, pondering the entrails of the clouds, a lily thought on a frozen lake. What is love…. What is anything? Why can’t I be satisfied by myself? I think I am…. But I don’t know. I’m still wondering if there’s something…
anything…
more.
He walked around and around and around.
Wondering aimlessly. Never knowing. Always going.
Paths became circles.
Circles became worn.
And the way was never clear to anyone.
The sky left him that day.
He wondered why the door was already open when he arrived back at the apartment. He was returning from a long evening of wine and Elizabeth, the wine being his favourite part of the night. Elizabeth held none of the conversational pleasure as had his previous lovers, and she also significantly lacked any sort of intelligent fiber in her thick, blond head.
i wondered what the stats on a perfect fiend sunder was….
i ponder the fact about getting into rap and it makes me shudder
im a skinny guy the opposite of rick ross’s blubber
mario is a plumber
I lost you. I had no idea where you were, whom you were with, what was on your mind…
I forgot everything. I’m always curious about you. I have always wondered if we’ll cross paths again. If not, I’m sorry…
Caoimhe wondered what was going to happen the following day. It may not have been her fault, but she still felt like it was. “Caoilan…”
“What?”
“It is my fault.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Yes it is. Wait, what?”
“You heard me. It’s not your fault, so calm down and go to sleep. Everything’ll look brighter in the morning.”
i don’t understand how things happen. it makes me upset when i can’t understand things. i always wonder what i’m doing wrong or what makes me different than those who do understand.
did ı
what what else?
allright I have been wondering what the hell would have come out of this plus milk plus cookie and of course . and i didnt know I was supposed to make sentences.
I wondered when I would ever lose my virginity. I wondered which guys liked me. I wondered if I was good enough. I was filled with superficial wonder. Lustful wonder. Wanting, longing wonder. Guess that’s why i’m 17. I can be consumed with such strange wonder like that.
I wondered a thought. Wondered a question. I wondered a word I wondered an expression. There are things we wonder, things we know. But without wondering how can we learn, how can believe, how can we move on. Wondering causes us to move on from the past and look towards the future. I wonder because I believe there is more to life then this
I wondered if I could ever find someone to love. Someone that will be as into me as I am into them. And dedicated throughout our lives. Too many divorces, too much infidelity. This town, NYC, is the last place to wonder such things.
The girl sat with her hands on her lap and stared until they became one mass, her eyes were sore from the night before. She wondered why, why she didn’t say no. How she couldn’t just let him go. It was simple really she was comfortable.
I once wondered what it would be like to swim. But then I wondered what it would be like to float on thin air through the beautiful sky. I wondered why oh why would I want to wonder this? It makes no sense. I wonder how long I’ve wondered about this. It’s quite a wonder.
That’s what it feels like, that’s what I am, when I’m sitting here alone with my thoughts, when I see or hear or read or think of something and it sets my synapses off like a string of firecrackers. I’ve been wondered. I can be not-so-alone with all my million thoughts swirling in my head. There’s too much to think, there’s too much in this world. I feel wondered by it all.
Have you ever wondered about why things happen in the world. Why people fight unjust wars. Or maybe why you fall in love. People fall in love for the most simple and complex things. Have you ever wondered why that happens. What is the trigger to the sould of all humanity. It is a gesture? A look? Or something deeper in the soul that not all of us have a grasp on quite yet
I wondered what he was thinking when he saw me standing in the hallway. Why did he touch her like that? What does he think about her? What does he think about me? Does he think about me?
I wondered where I would be going as we traveled along the rocky seashore. I had been picked up in the middle of the night. Natalie hadn’t told me where we were going or why we were leaving, but I knew better than to ask. I knew I would be safe with her, wherever we ended up.
i wonder why life is said to be pretty and pink. i mean, it’s anything but. and if the mountains have anything to say about it, i’d say that the world is green. Not that i have any dislike of pink, i juts liike green way better. Iw
have you ever wondered what you were supposed to do when you thought you were falling in love? stop and think. really. you try to convince yourself not to do it. and you eventually do. and then the next person you are in a relationship with, well, you tell them you have never been in love. thinking its something rare. they tell you they have, you realize you had just lied to them about never being in love.
i have always wondered about this word becuase of how it is a almost a actoion we do everyday but we never realize how much we wonder almost like how we wonder what our kids are doing how are bfs or husbands are and everything in that context.
What would be? Where would I go? What would I do? Who would I befriend? Where is life taking me? What will I eat for dinner? Who shall I see at the party? What do I want to do with my life?
I wondered if anything hurts worse than getting left out. Probably not, I figured. Ten years later, I still know it’s true.
I wondered why the word hadn’t changed. It was already Thursday.
Not really got anything done but enjoyed sitting and thinking until I needed to do something else that i’d really rather not do instead. At least I thought about it though. For a bit. Won’t happen though, guess it could. No it won’t.
I wondered many things when i was young. I wonder less now. I wish sometimes, that my mind was more inquisitive and creative. in moments I sense the ability to think creatively about a problem in a more “out of the box” way, but more of the time I
why is this past tense? past is gone, dead, insignificant. What do kindergarteners wonder? because that is what will determine our future.
Sometimes I wonder why I think the way I do. Is it my brain, my personality, or my insecurity? Any of these things are minor, and I might be able to get over them, but really the only way to do that is to realize that these things aren’t ME. I decide who I am. I make myself who i ant to be.
I wondered once what I wanted to be when I finally got the chance to grow up. It seems like that chance is here and now I’m not sure what to do with it. Well, still not sure. Why did it happen so fast. All of the sudden, I’m an adult. Why?
sometimes i sit and wonder about the word wonder. Why do we wonder about wondering? Who decided that wonder actually means “to think” or whatever it actually does mean. I wonder what wonder actually means. Is it possible to not wonder? If you try not to wonder I think that you automatically wonder.
i always wondered what it would be like to be rich and not have a worry in the world!
I wondered who was going to actually come into the room after all the lights went out. I wondered if they would be surprised when everyone shouted surprise. I wondered if it was truly a birthday party or just a st
i wondered if you were my friend or not and i thought maybe you were but then again maybe you weren’t , you were mean to me and i’m not sure how i take that, i really really enjoyed being friends but i don’t think we should be friends anymore, it’s really not good. love ya byee old bff.