when you are expecting something, it can be the best or worst feeling in the whole entire world. you could possibly don’t know what you’re expecting, or you can know. you can have mixed feelings of love, or horror. sometimes it doesn’t matter, that’s all it ever is. so ever expecting..
tristan rose.
Lazy. Everything around me is blinking heavily. This night is silent sitting in the middle of a city. Expecting morning. I can hear the crows caw caw caw.
I’m expecting a lot of things right now. !’m expecting God to do great things I’m expecting to be a Godly woman I’m expecting to have a long life but expectations are over rated we should just live life and have fun we need to focus on God and just live. Because we will never know when life will end.
kaysi
I was totally expecting a new word. Why this one, again? Is this a trick. I was certainly not expecting a trick. I was expecting, a new word. Not expecting, expecting. Please oh please, give me a new word. If you do, you may certainly expect me to return. I want to feel it burn. And I don’t expect expecting to burn.
Mary Flowers
I’m expecting a turtle. Not just any turtle. The Magic Turtle. You know, the one with the VW bus on his back. He should be here any minute. It’s best your not here when he arrives. He doesn’t like you.
I never would have expected what I found out today. I have a friend that I have helped the last few months overcome his pessimistic out look on life. Now, he meets a girl that he has only known a week, and all of a sudden he is one of the most optimistic people I know. I’m happy for him, but at the same time I am a bit intrigued on just exactly how that worked out.
I wasn’t expecting to hate call center jobs this much. Is it too much to ask to sit at a desk from 9am to 5pm and be paid to give people something they already want? Hassling them for surveys and things takes a special kind of person, one who can handle rejection better than I can.
jay
can not wait any more
Jerry Garcia
what?
very little. it’s me.
misudoko
I was sitting, waiting, wondering, without a clue. There was no way of understanding what had happened, what was happening, or what would occur next. It was totally new and different from anything I had ever experienced.
expecting tells me something you’re never going to get no matter how hard you try. disappointment.
khala
im expecting to watch the rest of jaws in a bit. it’s a dang good film about a giant shark tearing shit up. i’ve been sort of watching it the last few days and i love it. it’s got this great nostalgia feel to it that only spielberg seems to do.
nick j
‘We have news for you, Mother,’ Alex announced, sliding his arms around the young girl’s waist.
I shuddered.
‘Anna’s expecting!’ My little boy’s eyes shone with happiness.
Amelia
I keep expecting that he will be what I want. He will show me what it is I fell in love with. I can’t wake up and wish I was sitting with someone else. I can’t make dinner and wish I was with someone else. I want him to be the person I fell in love with. I expect for him to always love me. Always. As I love him.
Mackie
She wasn’t waiting for very long. She didn’t wait at all, actually. As she cleaned up the house and went shopping for groceries, her heart flew up and down and made loops, nothing in her mind but how blue the sky looked and sounded.
I couldn’t believe I was expecting. A small, tiny, fragile child was growing inside of me. I was responsible for another life; I could barely take care of myself. How could I possibly take care of something so small? I knew no matter what, though, that I would do everything possible to give it the best I could.
He had been expecting her. When Elia walked through the doorway, his face lit up and he stood, ignoring the fact that his leg was asleep and the shocked expression on her face.
“What are you doing in my room, Rio?” She asked, stopped just inside the doorway and unsure how to react.
“I wanted to see you. I miss you.” Elia smiled.
“If you’re found here, you know you’ll be in huge trouble.” She replied. Rio grinned, crossing his arms and giving her a ‘so what?’ look.
“Since when have I cared about that?”
Holly
Your world is expecting it’s end. I does not know when it will come. It just hopes it its not too soon. Did it choose to elevate the wrong species? What could it have done better?
WhatNamesAreThere
doubt loss disappointment. wanting something hoping to get it. not knowing if you will.
abby
I’m expecting alot out of my life. out of everyone around it if I’m being honest. I’m expecting my dad to always be there for me. Expecting my girlfriend to love me no matter what. I’m expecting to be a great writer one day. I hope it all happens. Maybe it will. Maybe it won’t. But I’m expecting it to happen.
Kelly
it was meant to be larger but we put it in the sink anyway and waited for the water to turn it to gold. Instead it just grew legs and started to sing. We could not stop it from singing. We pushed it under the water and waited for it to drown but it didn’t, it kept on singing backwards and the words we couldn’t hear just entered our heads deeper and we couldn’t get them out after that, not ever.
crabmuffins
i started expecting a new sensation as she came beneath my bed, but lately ive been wondering how can a person think and feel ant the same time the same thing, heart and mind usually go opposite directions regarding a hot girl that approaches you and what a little bang-a-lang chang chang. so at the end of the night she simply said no to my proposition and y went to sleep alone.
manuel cacho-sousa
“I’m pregnant.”
“What?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“But I thought…”
“Yeah, me too. Apparently not.”
“…”
“So, are you going to tell her?”
“Tell who what?”
“You know who. Your wife.”
“…shit.”
Michael
I’m expecting a lot for my future. I hope it comes true. In expecting a lot from my future I am expecting a lot from myself. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do everything I expect myself to do… How many times have I used some form of the word expect? Oh goodness.
Tatianna
hope
love
giving up
skinny
ana
school
dont
never
father
yaakov
failing
fat
tamar
man this is kind of what I do. Same shit different day. I keep seeing the same thing so many different ways. So many different possibilities of how it could be amazing. But also so many possibilities of how it could go wrong. I just want to erase the latter and see the first.
ex pecccttt eeeeennggg
such a sound-visceral word. it’s a word you hear. when used in a conversation or an accusation, you will never miss it.
once you hear this, ears perk up and even, you might feel, something bad is surely about to happen.
naomi
Im expecting it all. everything i ever wanted. everything i deserve. i see it coming. its all been abserved. im expecting it all. everything is to come my way. without any more wishes or anymore prays. just in a selfish way, come to me. like a beautiful woman slowly walking down the stairs.
cierra
I’m expecting a better website the next time I click the stumble button. This is so gay, I don’t know why I am actually typing. This is true bulls***. I hate this just as much as I hate my child raping father. That is all.
Ball Smother
i was expecting a new word.
i was also expecting to be able to find the last post that i did.
this is very lovely.
but i hate losing stuff :p
i was expecting you to like that post.
& you did :)
silly me.
i wish too.
i was expecting you to just do it.
but i am glad.
expecting. i am expecting a baby. of what gender i am not sure. it always seems like we’re trying to label–to place blame upon some little creature. growing rapidly within us.
“well girls are this way because..”
and
“oh that’s expected, it’s a boy…”
why can’t we just–
naomi
here we go again. i guess ill write about it again. Im expecting more from my self. I think thats the problem that Im “expecting” instead of just going with the flow of things. But the problem is that most of the time the flow is mine to dictate. I need guidance.
i can’t wait to be expecting my first baby. the joy of feeling the movement within me. the joy of knowing that i will be bringing a new life into the world. the joy of the first look at my baby, the first steps, the first word, and more to follow. i am expecting great things.
expecting another word to appear. I keep hitting refresh and i keep getting this word. Come on now can I get something fresh. This 60 seconds is taking a while to go by. Not sure what else to write about this repetition. Blah new word please
Flizoid
To wake up in the morning and hope something will be different. That something will change. That maybe you’ll be inspired to paint or create something, or to work out or meet some one new. For some one to invite you out or to confess they love you too. To live each day expecting and never doing. What will come of that?
Mae
expecting you to be there for me, for you to go to sleep thinking about me and wake up doing the same. expecting you to share my thoughts. expecting you to love me.
Flizoid
Expecting the unexpected… but then its expected… so its not really expecting unexpected things, its cheating fate. It’s playing mind games. What should I expect? Nothing.
Angela
I waited for the ship to come out of the mist. It was mid morning and I had heard the horn not long again, and I would be oh so delighted to see any kind of vessel, sinkable or not, rise from the depths of the sea to save me.
when you are expecting something, it can be the best or worst feeling in the whole entire world. you could possibly don’t know what you’re expecting, or you can know. you can have mixed feelings of love, or horror. sometimes it doesn’t matter, that’s all it ever is. so ever expecting..
Lazy. Everything around me is blinking heavily. This night is silent sitting in the middle of a city. Expecting morning. I can hear the crows caw caw caw.
I’m expecting a lot of things right now. !’m expecting God to do great things I’m expecting to be a Godly woman I’m expecting to have a long life but expectations are over rated we should just live life and have fun we need to focus on God and just live. Because we will never know when life will end.
I was totally expecting a new word. Why this one, again? Is this a trick. I was certainly not expecting a trick. I was expecting, a new word. Not expecting, expecting. Please oh please, give me a new word. If you do, you may certainly expect me to return. I want to feel it burn. And I don’t expect expecting to burn.
I’m expecting a turtle. Not just any turtle. The Magic Turtle. You know, the one with the VW bus on his back. He should be here any minute. It’s best your not here when he arrives. He doesn’t like you.
I never would have expected what I found out today. I have a friend that I have helped the last few months overcome his pessimistic out look on life. Now, he meets a girl that he has only known a week, and all of a sudden he is one of the most optimistic people I know. I’m happy for him, but at the same time I am a bit intrigued on just exactly how that worked out.
I wasn’t expecting to hate call center jobs this much. Is it too much to ask to sit at a desk from 9am to 5pm and be paid to give people something they already want? Hassling them for surveys and things takes a special kind of person, one who can handle rejection better than I can.
can not wait any more
what?
very little. it’s me.
I was sitting, waiting, wondering, without a clue. There was no way of understanding what had happened, what was happening, or what would occur next. It was totally new and different from anything I had ever experienced.
si, oui… solution
never,,, daf…
means gaf and y
expecting tells me something you’re never going to get no matter how hard you try. disappointment.
im expecting to watch the rest of jaws in a bit. it’s a dang good film about a giant shark tearing shit up. i’ve been sort of watching it the last few days and i love it. it’s got this great nostalgia feel to it that only spielberg seems to do.
‘We have news for you, Mother,’ Alex announced, sliding his arms around the young girl’s waist.
I shuddered.
‘Anna’s expecting!’ My little boy’s eyes shone with happiness.
I keep expecting that he will be what I want. He will show me what it is I fell in love with. I can’t wake up and wish I was sitting with someone else. I can’t make dinner and wish I was with someone else. I want him to be the person I fell in love with. I expect for him to always love me. Always. As I love him.
She wasn’t waiting for very long. She didn’t wait at all, actually. As she cleaned up the house and went shopping for groceries, her heart flew up and down and made loops, nothing in her mind but how blue the sky looked and sounded.
“but,”began shally,whispering in kath’s ear,”while I am in status,I am expecting a visit.”
I couldn’t believe I was expecting. A small, tiny, fragile child was growing inside of me. I was responsible for another life; I could barely take care of myself. How could I possibly take care of something so small? I knew no matter what, though, that I would do everything possible to give it the best I could.
He had been expecting her. When Elia walked through the doorway, his face lit up and he stood, ignoring the fact that his leg was asleep and the shocked expression on her face.
“What are you doing in my room, Rio?” She asked, stopped just inside the doorway and unsure how to react.
“I wanted to see you. I miss you.” Elia smiled.
“If you’re found here, you know you’ll be in huge trouble.” She replied. Rio grinned, crossing his arms and giving her a ‘so what?’ look.
“Since when have I cared about that?”
Your world is expecting it’s end. I does not know when it will come. It just hopes it its not too soon. Did it choose to elevate the wrong species? What could it have done better?
doubt loss disappointment. wanting something hoping to get it. not knowing if you will.
I’m expecting alot out of my life. out of everyone around it if I’m being honest. I’m expecting my dad to always be there for me. Expecting my girlfriend to love me no matter what. I’m expecting to be a great writer one day. I hope it all happens. Maybe it will. Maybe it won’t. But I’m expecting it to happen.
it was meant to be larger but we put it in the sink anyway and waited for the water to turn it to gold. Instead it just grew legs and started to sing. We could not stop it from singing. We pushed it under the water and waited for it to drown but it didn’t, it kept on singing backwards and the words we couldn’t hear just entered our heads deeper and we couldn’t get them out after that, not ever.
i started expecting a new sensation as she came beneath my bed, but lately ive been wondering how can a person think and feel ant the same time the same thing, heart and mind usually go opposite directions regarding a hot girl that approaches you and what a little bang-a-lang chang chang. so at the end of the night she simply said no to my proposition and y went to sleep alone.
“I’m pregnant.”
“What?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“But I thought…”
“Yeah, me too. Apparently not.”
“…”
“So, are you going to tell her?”
“Tell who what?”
“You know who. Your wife.”
“…shit.”
I’m expecting a lot for my future. I hope it comes true. In expecting a lot from my future I am expecting a lot from myself. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do everything I expect myself to do… How many times have I used some form of the word expect? Oh goodness.
hope
love
giving up
skinny
ana
school
dont
never
father
yaakov
failing
fat
man this is kind of what I do. Same shit different day. I keep seeing the same thing so many different ways. So many different possibilities of how it could be amazing. But also so many possibilities of how it could go wrong. I just want to erase the latter and see the first.
ex pecccttt eeeeennggg
such a sound-visceral word. it’s a word you hear. when used in a conversation or an accusation, you will never miss it.
once you hear this, ears perk up and even, you might feel, something bad is surely about to happen.
Im expecting it all. everything i ever wanted. everything i deserve. i see it coming. its all been abserved. im expecting it all. everything is to come my way. without any more wishes or anymore prays. just in a selfish way, come to me. like a beautiful woman slowly walking down the stairs.
I’m expecting a better website the next time I click the stumble button. This is so gay, I don’t know why I am actually typing. This is true bulls***. I hate this just as much as I hate my child raping father. That is all.
i was expecting a new word.
i was also expecting to be able to find the last post that i did.
this is very lovely.
but i hate losing stuff :p
i was expecting you to like that post.
& you did :)
silly me.
i wish too.
i was expecting you to just do it.
but i am glad.
expecting. i am expecting a baby. of what gender i am not sure. it always seems like we’re trying to label–to place blame upon some little creature. growing rapidly within us.
“well girls are this way because..”
and
“oh that’s expected, it’s a boy…”
why can’t we just–
here we go again. i guess ill write about it again. Im expecting more from my self. I think thats the problem that Im “expecting” instead of just going with the flow of things. But the problem is that most of the time the flow is mine to dictate. I need guidance.
i can’t wait to be expecting my first baby. the joy of feeling the movement within me. the joy of knowing that i will be bringing a new life into the world. the joy of the first look at my baby, the first steps, the first word, and more to follow. i am expecting great things.
expecting another word to appear. I keep hitting refresh and i keep getting this word. Come on now can I get something fresh. This 60 seconds is taking a while to go by. Not sure what else to write about this repetition. Blah new word please
To wake up in the morning and hope something will be different. That something will change. That maybe you’ll be inspired to paint or create something, or to work out or meet some one new. For some one to invite you out or to confess they love you too. To live each day expecting and never doing. What will come of that?
expecting you to be there for me, for you to go to sleep thinking about me and wake up doing the same. expecting you to share my thoughts. expecting you to love me.
Expecting the unexpected… but then its expected… so its not really expecting unexpected things, its cheating fate. It’s playing mind games. What should I expect? Nothing.
I waited for the ship to come out of the mist. It was mid morning and I had heard the horn not long again, and I would be oh so delighted to see any kind of vessel, sinkable or not, rise from the depths of the sea to save me.