“Amo-te”, in portuguese meaning “I Love You”. I would say it. That’s it.
That was less than 60 sc
ana
A concerned wrinkle formed across his forehead as he tilted his head to look at her. She sat across from him, quietly picking at her food. He watched her in silence for a few minutes, barely daring to move for fear she might look up and notice the way he was looking at her, trying to deconstruct her head and understand the depths of her mind.
She felt him looking at her, but she could not feel the depths of his concern. She could not understand the way his heart hurt to see her suffer. She could not understand the ways he worried about her and his concern consumed his mind.
She only understood herself. And she hoped, for both of their sakes, that he would never find a way to understand her too.
Kaylyn
My deepest concern is that people will forget themselves, and forget each other. It’s very important to stay grounded, remember who you are and why you love the people you do, without getting caught up into the wild, rushing world in which we frantically live.
Tkot
love
affection
worry
purple
calm
family
friends
me
illness
pain
death
harm
scary
pain
purple
freedom
mommy
o
Her face showed with concern for what she saw. She was confused and concerned, all wrapped up in a giant package. It didn’t make sense. the shower curtain, covered with blood. The broken toliet seat, the pieces of hair stuck to the wall with even more blood. And her fiance, Jared, standing in the middle of it all. This concerned her most of all. “It’s not what you think” he assured her. “It’s not.” It was all Emily could do not to scream. “Then what is it, Jared, what is it? What do I think it is? And what is it really?”
Arica
He never meant to hurt her. He loved her. It was his love that made him do it. Now he had no way out. He had to admit to what he did and he had to do it soon. They would be coming after him and he knew it. He looked at her one last time. His hand gently touching her silky hair.
Misty Miller
It wasn’t my concern. That’s what I kept telling myself as I walked past the horrible scene. A mugging of a poor innocent woman in the alley off to my right. It’s not my concern. But I can’t help but worry about her. But what would a small-ish woman like myself be able to do? So I keep walking and telling myself – it’s not my concern.
Concern lines the walls of her heart, great colored banners that no one looks at, even though they beg for attention. She felt concern for the world, she worried about how it fades, like lead under an eraser. She was scared for the people, who let the ground they themselves stood on stumbled, and even after they had fallen and were bleeding, they still did not notice their own pain.
Mary
Concerning Hobbits
Lulu
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Craig
There is no way to explain it with just words alone. Looks, as well as actions, speak louder than they ever could anyways. The furrowing of a brow. The lightness of a hand on your shoulder. Those are the things that speak of concern. Those who speak of it, don’t actually speak of it all.
Elena Freedman
There is so little concern for other people sometimes. She was all alone. No one cared. But one day, he showed concern, and that made all the difference in the world. So don’t ignore someone ’cause you don’t know what to do or say. It doesn’t matter what you do or say, what matters is that you showed concern.
Anna
The concern I had for him was spread all throughout my face. His arm was cut in several places, one far too deep to be stopped without a trip to the emergency room. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered quietly, almost inaudible. “It’s all my fault.”
i am concerned about jose. about our future. about if he even cares about out future. i’m worried about how stressed out he is. i’m concerned with that fact that he fell in love with kristina and left me for her. will he do it again? i’m only ever concerned about jose. i love him. i’m worried. all the time. that is it. jose. jose. jose.
Sierra
There are so many concerns that we all have in our every day life. Sometimes a concern could be something as simple as how am I looking today. But then, sometimes a concern that someone can have can be as serious as am I ever going to be able to forget what happened. I know that I have a lot of concerns in my life that are serio
Alison
“This doesn’t concern you. Get back to your room and do not come out again until morning.”
She said it with so much authority that I nearly did as she said. But despite her being my commanding officer, I knew I had to address the gentlemen accosting her in the hallway.
Raymond Masters
for all those who suffer the ignorance of others. concern for love taken for granted. concern for all our relations that their life be well and full. love
eve
I don’t have any concern about the neighbor’s dog after he killed my father. He used to be the most adorable thing, in my eyes, but you can never trust a murderer. I learned that after Joseph’s death, two years ago. Our family has the worst luck, anything can kill us. And we’re also so naive, I trusted Joseph’s killer.
Violet
i already did this one. i am really concerned about getting into college and sometimes even what others think about me although i like to think that i do not in fact care what others think, but i think the best thing to do is pretend that you dont so they will think that you dont and that you are cooler than they are… maybe
Melanie
Shown not only in deeds and words, but also in great shiny banners posted to bumper stickers, or flying off the sides of buildings and painted on jet planes and maybe written across the sky in slowly melting letters of smoke. And something at the center of that, vaguely familiar, yet very distant, that they wish to bring closer by the enshrinement of its idea in many many altars of various shapes and sanctity.
it is when there is a problem and you just do not know what to do and you are worried. like when someone does not know where their little sister is and she wont pick up the phone. just so worried and concerned! LIKE My mom is all the time yeah i think so.
Melanie
i am concerned with my life. my constant boner. my third nipple. i just want to be loved. is there anybody out there that understands me enough to talk to me and not judge me? everyone always judges me.
Willyum
I think I was concerned about being original when I was starting out with my art. Although now I dropped it and draw what ever I wish, and guess what? It’s original.
As I heard her voice over the phone the concern I felt in my heart began to well up taking over my throat and causing me to choke on my words. I could no longer comfort her as I began to need comforting myself.
I want to put my concerns on a back burn just long enough for them to boil away into the atmosphere and make it warm and breathable for my pets. Let them have a moment of bliss.
I’m concerned because I don’t know what I want to do with the rest of my life and overwhelmed by the thought that I have to make a decision. No one is forcing me to make one but just being asked a thousand times over makes me feel like I need to make up my mind fast.
I am very concerned that I won’t finish this in time. I am also very concerned that there will be a penalty. A lot of things concern me. Sometimes I am concerned that I will break a bone, for sure. I am a concerned freak!
Taylor
I’m really concerned about school. And my friends. And College. And that I’ll never find someone who means enough to me. And that no one will ever really love me. And that I’ll never be happy. And that my life sucks. And that I hate myself. And that I’ll never be able to find someone perfect for me. And that I’ll never get married. And that I won’t get a daughter when I have kids.
Mel
I care so much about others and I concern myself at times. Because of my worries I have but I must learn not to worry because God is with me. I am concerned about where I am to live when my time is up in my current place.
Faith
i is when you feel worried for someone are concerned you feel like you should be there for them
taylor
I sleep
on the couch
next to the window
while the rain drips down
like a forest,
dripping on the gutter,
the trees,
the banana leaves,
the insects soaking up
its minerals.
I sleep
on a comfy couch
and lean my head back
and dream of raindrops.
My biggest concern was the reddening of the rash. The color of blood, I started to panic. What did I brush up against? Worse yet, who did I brush up against? My fate was now in the hands of the Quickcare professionals.
im concerned that things wil go wrong. that he”ll leave me. that thay will all leave me or maybe that they wont leave me a lone. but im really only concerned about him. about curtis about him. he concerns my every thought and waking moment i love him.
katie
College. Boys. Boys in college. Does he like me? Is he over me? Am I really so vapid? I am. It’s sad. I should be greater than boys in college. I’m in college for heaven sake. I should be deep like philosophy and ethical care of children and evolution. Not worried about whether or not the cute boy with dark green eyes is ever going to talk to me again. But I am. It’s a concern. Perhaps a bigger concern than the concern over the boy.
MJ
conern.
chelsey
I’m concerned about myself, and maybe that’s selfish, but I can’t help it. I’m concerned with the way I’ve been thinking lately and the types of things I want to do. I just want to smoke weed all day, every day and I don’t know what I believe in anymore. This is turning all post-secret. Sorry.
Heather Elise
I am a concern.
I have concerns.
I am concerned.
Should we all be concerned if I am concerned, for us? For our young generation of people who do no show concern, should be concerned.
That’s what I’m concerned about anyways.
ThatSammyChickk
my friend doesn’t seem right..
she doesn’t seem like she usually does.
I’m concerned.
I don’t know what’s wrong.
She isn’t herself.
Things aren’t right.
Somethings wrong
but what is it?
i wish i knew.
i wish i was on the inside.
why?
why can’t i be?
Alana
you know what concerns me? My concern for anything. Fuck anything that anyone has to say about it because I have yet to meet a person who impresses me one hundred percent. They always have a flaw. Which is what gets me about pondering my own flaws.
alyssa
I’m concerned that you aren’t thinking about me, when im thinking about you. So many concerns run through my head everyday and mostly they are about you. I need to be more concerned with myself, I think…
“Amo-te”, in portuguese meaning “I Love You”. I would say it. That’s it.
That was less than 60 sc
A concerned wrinkle formed across his forehead as he tilted his head to look at her. She sat across from him, quietly picking at her food. He watched her in silence for a few minutes, barely daring to move for fear she might look up and notice the way he was looking at her, trying to deconstruct her head and understand the depths of her mind.
She felt him looking at her, but she could not feel the depths of his concern. She could not understand the way his heart hurt to see her suffer. She could not understand the ways he worried about her and his concern consumed his mind.
She only understood herself. And she hoped, for both of their sakes, that he would never find a way to understand her too.
My deepest concern is that people will forget themselves, and forget each other. It’s very important to stay grounded, remember who you are and why you love the people you do, without getting caught up into the wild, rushing world in which we frantically live.
love
affection
worry
purple
calm
family
friends
me
illness
pain
death
harm
scary
pain
purple
freedom
mommy
Her face showed with concern for what she saw. She was confused and concerned, all wrapped up in a giant package. It didn’t make sense. the shower curtain, covered with blood. The broken toliet seat, the pieces of hair stuck to the wall with even more blood. And her fiance, Jared, standing in the middle of it all. This concerned her most of all. “It’s not what you think” he assured her. “It’s not.” It was all Emily could do not to scream. “Then what is it, Jared, what is it? What do I think it is? And what is it really?”
He never meant to hurt her. He loved her. It was his love that made him do it. Now he had no way out. He had to admit to what he did and he had to do it soon. They would be coming after him and he knew it. He looked at her one last time. His hand gently touching her silky hair.
It wasn’t my concern. That’s what I kept telling myself as I walked past the horrible scene. A mugging of a poor innocent woman in the alley off to my right. It’s not my concern. But I can’t help but worry about her. But what would a small-ish woman like myself be able to do? So I keep walking and telling myself – it’s not my concern.
Concern lines the walls of her heart, great colored banners that no one looks at, even though they beg for attention. She felt concern for the world, she worried about how it fades, like lead under an eraser. She was scared for the people, who let the ground they themselves stood on stumbled, and even after they had fallen and were bleeding, they still did not notice their own pain.
Concerning Hobbits
ee
There is no way to explain it with just words alone. Looks, as well as actions, speak louder than they ever could anyways. The furrowing of a brow. The lightness of a hand on your shoulder. Those are the things that speak of concern. Those who speak of it, don’t actually speak of it all.
There is so little concern for other people sometimes. She was all alone. No one cared. But one day, he showed concern, and that made all the difference in the world. So don’t ignore someone ’cause you don’t know what to do or say. It doesn’t matter what you do or say, what matters is that you showed concern.
The concern I had for him was spread all throughout my face. His arm was cut in several places, one far too deep to be stopped without a trip to the emergency room. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered quietly, almost inaudible. “It’s all my fault.”
i am concerned about jose. about our future. about if he even cares about out future. i’m worried about how stressed out he is. i’m concerned with that fact that he fell in love with kristina and left me for her. will he do it again? i’m only ever concerned about jose. i love him. i’m worried. all the time. that is it. jose. jose. jose.
There are so many concerns that we all have in our every day life. Sometimes a concern could be something as simple as how am I looking today. But then, sometimes a concern that someone can have can be as serious as am I ever going to be able to forget what happened. I know that I have a lot of concerns in my life that are serio
“This doesn’t concern you. Get back to your room and do not come out again until morning.”
She said it with so much authority that I nearly did as she said. But despite her being my commanding officer, I knew I had to address the gentlemen accosting her in the hallway.
for all those who suffer the ignorance of others. concern for love taken for granted. concern for all our relations that their life be well and full. love
I don’t have any concern about the neighbor’s dog after he killed my father. He used to be the most adorable thing, in my eyes, but you can never trust a murderer. I learned that after Joseph’s death, two years ago. Our family has the worst luck, anything can kill us. And we’re also so naive, I trusted Joseph’s killer.
i already did this one. i am really concerned about getting into college and sometimes even what others think about me although i like to think that i do not in fact care what others think, but i think the best thing to do is pretend that you dont so they will think that you dont and that you are cooler than they are… maybe
Shown not only in deeds and words, but also in great shiny banners posted to bumper stickers, or flying off the sides of buildings and painted on jet planes and maybe written across the sky in slowly melting letters of smoke. And something at the center of that, vaguely familiar, yet very distant, that they wish to bring closer by the enshrinement of its idea in many many altars of various shapes and sanctity.
it is when there is a problem and you just do not know what to do and you are worried. like when someone does not know where their little sister is and she wont pick up the phone. just so worried and concerned! LIKE My mom is all the time yeah i think so.
i am concerned with my life. my constant boner. my third nipple. i just want to be loved. is there anybody out there that understands me enough to talk to me and not judge me? everyone always judges me.
I think I was concerned about being original when I was starting out with my art. Although now I dropped it and draw what ever I wish, and guess what? It’s original.
As I heard her voice over the phone the concern I felt in my heart began to well up taking over my throat and causing me to choke on my words. I could no longer comfort her as I began to need comforting myself.
I want to put my concerns on a back burn just long enough for them to boil away into the atmosphere and make it warm and breathable for my pets. Let them have a moment of bliss.
I’m concerned because I don’t know what I want to do with the rest of my life and overwhelmed by the thought that I have to make a decision. No one is forcing me to make one but just being asked a thousand times over makes me feel like I need to make up my mind fast.
I am very concerned that I won’t finish this in time. I am also very concerned that there will be a penalty. A lot of things concern me. Sometimes I am concerned that I will break a bone, for sure. I am a concerned freak!
I’m really concerned about school. And my friends. And College. And that I’ll never find someone who means enough to me. And that no one will ever really love me. And that I’ll never be happy. And that my life sucks. And that I hate myself. And that I’ll never be able to find someone perfect for me. And that I’ll never get married. And that I won’t get a daughter when I have kids.
I care so much about others and I concern myself at times. Because of my worries I have but I must learn not to worry because God is with me. I am concerned about where I am to live when my time is up in my current place.
i is when you feel worried for someone are concerned you feel like you should be there for them
I sleep
on the couch
next to the window
while the rain drips down
like a forest,
dripping on the gutter,
the trees,
the banana leaves,
the insects soaking up
its minerals.
I sleep
on a comfy couch
and lean my head back
and dream of raindrops.
My biggest concern was the reddening of the rash. The color of blood, I started to panic. What did I brush up against? Worse yet, who did I brush up against? My fate was now in the hands of the Quickcare professionals.
im concerned that things wil go wrong. that he”ll leave me. that thay will all leave me or maybe that they wont leave me a lone. but im really only concerned about him. about curtis about him. he concerns my every thought and waking moment i love him.
College. Boys. Boys in college. Does he like me? Is he over me? Am I really so vapid? I am. It’s sad. I should be greater than boys in college. I’m in college for heaven sake. I should be deep like philosophy and ethical care of children and evolution. Not worried about whether or not the cute boy with dark green eyes is ever going to talk to me again. But I am. It’s a concern. Perhaps a bigger concern than the concern over the boy.
conern.
I’m concerned about myself, and maybe that’s selfish, but I can’t help it. I’m concerned with the way I’ve been thinking lately and the types of things I want to do. I just want to smoke weed all day, every day and I don’t know what I believe in anymore. This is turning all post-secret. Sorry.
I am a concern.
I have concerns.
I am concerned.
Should we all be concerned if I am concerned, for us? For our young generation of people who do no show concern, should be concerned.
That’s what I’m concerned about anyways.
my friend doesn’t seem right..
she doesn’t seem like she usually does.
I’m concerned.
I don’t know what’s wrong.
She isn’t herself.
Things aren’t right.
Somethings wrong
but what is it?
i wish i knew.
i wish i was on the inside.
why?
why can’t i be?
you know what concerns me? My concern for anything. Fuck anything that anyone has to say about it because I have yet to meet a person who impresses me one hundred percent. They always have a flaw. Which is what gets me about pondering my own flaws.
I’m concerned that you aren’t thinking about me, when im thinking about you. So many concerns run through my head everyday and mostly they are about you. I need to be more concerned with myself, I think…