Nail biting. I don’t do it out of nervousness, just boredom. Sometimes I think about how gross it is that I bite my effing nails, but usually I try not to. Lately I’ve just been clipping them when they get long, so I don’t have a chance to bite them.
Bailey
I tried to break the habit, she was like crack and she just kept coming back. I would kick the habit, she would call, I would get a taste and I was hooked all over again. A never ending cycle.
a
Habit is a habitable place. Unfortunately, it’s a little too habitable at times – the familiarity breeds boredom and while that’s a safe thing, it’s not always the necessary thing. Sometimes we need something else.
It’s a bad one. I’m just jonesing for the game all the tim. Get a bet down,lose, win who cares. Just play. Football’s good. Lot’s of sucker bets.
john
she pulled him down to lay on top of her,”i’m too bad of a habit for you to break,huh?”he bent down close to passionately kiss her,”why would i want to?’
i bet you think this song is about you
You can have a habit. It might be hard to get off with it, when it first hit you: thats why you must concentrate and focus on getting off with the habit before it’s too late.
be it vanity or habit,jessie was happy for her next move:her ring.it carried three changes of clothing(it would not do to be seen in a ripped or damaged too revealing super heroine costume) .and..it worked on a combination!’whoosh!’out came a winter fashioned powerful girl unitard
habits are plenty, covering blindspots that creep from the edges. habit is the comforts that free us to think, to indulge, to love. habits are plenty, are humans coping with lifes awes and obstacles.
fafine brown
I have the habit of getting on the computer to do homework and not doing it. Rather I do anyting but my homework. i get on facebook, email, hulu, sudoku, stumbleupon, pandora… anything but do what I’m supposed to do. I’m supposed to be writing an essay on the orestia right now… but i’m not… i should probably get on that.
elizabeth
bad habbits. everyone has them. i bite my nails. i dont know why but you said habbits and i said i bite my nails. mostly when im nervous. sometimes when im not nervous but i want everyone else around me to think im nervous so i raide my pale white hand to my much-in-need-of-chapsticked lips and i bite on them. sometimes i paint them too. just to stop the biting but it
Maeve
All of our habits can be broken, it may take an effort that we are not willing to out forth though, it may take more time than we can devote but if old habits die hard, then so will we. Habits are good and bad.
Habits form from every moment of every day. Our habitual tendencies are often the best way to define ourselves. Im a smoker, Im a football player, whatever your habits are, good or bad, they define you.
I have a certain habit. When I get nervous I usually bite my nails. This all started one september morning when I was sitting in class. The boy I liked, Tyler, walked up to me and told me that he thought I was pretty. And then It happened…the nail biting. I did it because I was too nervous to say anything.
Julia
Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth again, she sighed, dropping her hands from where they had been in front of her. Knitting the fingers together, resisting the urge to shake out her skirts for the third time in the past few minutes, she had to fore herself to stop. Her habits were unbecoming of a lady, much less that of a Sheshawnii.
get into the right rthym is as hard as getting out of a bad one
hmmmmm
Its bad. It can be good. Its up to you to decide. I have had them, I dont want them, they could help me, but most often they hurt me. I think I should make some good ones, then I wont have time for my bad ones. Thats the problem with them, they either rob me of time or give me more.
Tommy
“Eh, I suppose it’s habit now.” He said with a shrug.
His partner stared.
“Habit?” he choked out through his shock. “You put a curse on your door out of habit?”
“Yes. Habit. We aren’t so safe as you’d like to think.”
For Gods sake. Habit. Let’s go. The Danish keyboard and God written with small letters. Alright back to the topic. These things have been bothering me for quite a while. But it’s off now. I quit. Come
core
She had a bad habit of chewing her nails. Especially when they looked at her, from across the cafeteria table, or when she felt them whispering behind her in class. The stern teachers only made it worse. Her mother was constantly telling her to stop, that it was unladylike; but who worried about being ladylike at ten years old?
His habitual lying has sent him into the arms of the man that would certainly be his killer. Had he know that saying his love had run dry would end him, he might have said what he really felt about Bill. How he felt that Bill was a better man than he, how the world seemed full and alive when he was with him. But no, the lies always got in the way and this time it would end him.
david
I’ve gotten into a really bad habit – thinking about you all the time. It’s awful, but at the same time, perfect. You’re so familiar to my mind, and I don’t know if the real you will live up to the expectations in my head. These thoughts need to stop.
So many filthy habits. We roll in the dirt, both figuratively and literally. And we do nothing to prevent these behaviors. We actually enjoy it kind of. We satisfy out id by getting our hands, our hair, our toes, every inch of our being dirty.
Ryan
She walks over to the counter and pours a cup of coffee. Black coffee is what she enjoys the most on a Monday morning. She used to like adding cream and sugar to her drink, but ever since she started living alone, the habit of omitting them stuck around. She liked the darkness and bitterness; they suited her much more.
It’s become sort of a habit – whenever I walk into the hall, my eyes immediately search for them. They were never difficult to find, being tall and red-haired, but now that my eyes are always drawn instantly to them, they’re impossible not to.
Bundy Chetterof had some bad habits. Some were black and white, but some were awful colors like green and purple. What a bad combination of colors! Why would he collect habits you ask? Because his aunt was a nun!
Brennan Ruegg
i am in the habit of needing you, the habit of turning to you. and i hate it. it’s a habit that has caused me to lose myself, to shape myself in ways that bend me away from what brings me joy and peace. i thought it was love, but being stuck in the habit of someone is not love, it is being lost, it is hiding.
Hard to kick yet persistent. Habits form the patterns of our lives, and as with science, are a basis for both good and bad. But humans can’t have everything, all of it must be in balance, otherwise we cannot keep up with the world around us. A power for good or evil, use them well.
I have a habit of biting my nails. Not really but this is what most people say and I think it is truly silly…I have a habit of truly letting things get out of hand…
Tahni
Habits occur because, as human beings, we crave repetition and the security that comes along with reoccurrence.
Sarah Hiers
You have to be
one of the worst
Habits I’ve ever picked up
I have so many habits.. Some good, some bad. I’ve always heard it takes three days to break a habit… Or was it three weeks? I don’t remember. Either way, that’s a weird way to put it… Breaking a habit? How are you BREAKING it? Huh.
I have a habit of speaking my mind a little to bluntly. I figure the truth is the best answer and if someone cant handle the truth, well tough shit. There is no reason to sugar coat the truth just for the sake someone cant handle it. I guess I have a habit that might be a little to straight in your face.
it’s a very good habit to be happy. rabbit also has this habit, which is the best habit in the world. sometimes you need to implement this habit, as you need to have it. Habit makes your live perfect or it can destroy your life.
Anas Faris
The cream colored sweater with black slacks had become her uniform-her self designated nun’s habit. Lord knows she was getting any.
Im Habit sind alle Nonnen gleich. Es ist kaum zu sehen, ob eine größer oder kleiner, dicker oder dünner, schiefer oder gerader ist. Sie haben dieses Kleid an, das sie fast ganz verdeckt, das sie unterscheidet von normalen Menschen, die einfach Hemd und Hose tragen und einen ganz normalen Schlüpfer.
She slipped on her habit before she stepped out into the sunny, perfect day. All around her, the birds were chirping, bees were buzzing, and flowers, in full bloom. The air was clean and serene…
Sarah
The walks alway started slow
round the base of Saintly Hill,
through Marble Woods
fingers glancing along Marshes Lake
Every step a mistake,
We jumped with every broken twig
and every second brought closer the horizon
like a waiting parent
The walk was as slow as always
through the underpass
along the brick wall
kissing with cracked lips
behind the rusted clock
Biting your nails is a bad habit. Chewing on pencils is a bad habit. Twitching when someone mentions a specific bird is a bad habit. But getting used to family, love, and acceptance…
That should be a habit everyone has.
Arielle
i have habits, you have habits, we all have things we wish we did and did not do. sometimes habits make us stronger whether good or bad, sometimes weaker than we wish the could’ve been. they start small with a sniff of disaster and tread faster and faster and longer and wider and deeper untill we’re stuck in a place we want to be or do not want to be.
Nathan
It was strange I know. Most people think my habits are. And yet it’s so much fun. Some say I’m insane, but I like to call it imaginative. Imagination is a crazy, wonderful, great thing. Most don’t really understand it’s full potential, but with imagination we can go anyway and do anything – even those strange things we don’t dare try in reality.
Nail biting. I don’t do it out of nervousness, just boredom. Sometimes I think about how gross it is that I bite my effing nails, but usually I try not to. Lately I’ve just been clipping them when they get long, so I don’t have a chance to bite them.
I tried to break the habit, she was like crack and she just kept coming back. I would kick the habit, she would call, I would get a taste and I was hooked all over again. A never ending cycle.
Habit is a habitable place. Unfortunately, it’s a little too habitable at times – the familiarity breeds boredom and while that’s a safe thing, it’s not always the necessary thing. Sometimes we need something else.
It’s a bad one. I’m just jonesing for the game all the tim. Get a bet down,lose, win who cares. Just play. Football’s good. Lot’s of sucker bets.
she pulled him down to lay on top of her,”i’m too bad of a habit for you to break,huh?”he bent down close to passionately kiss her,”why would i want to?’
You can have a habit. It might be hard to get off with it, when it first hit you: thats why you must concentrate and focus on getting off with the habit before it’s too late.
be it vanity or habit,jessie was happy for her next move:her ring.it carried three changes of clothing(it would not do to be seen in a ripped or damaged too revealing super heroine costume) .and..it worked on a combination!’whoosh!’out came a winter fashioned powerful girl unitard
habits are plenty, covering blindspots that creep from the edges. habit is the comforts that free us to think, to indulge, to love. habits are plenty, are humans coping with lifes awes and obstacles.
I have the habit of getting on the computer to do homework and not doing it. Rather I do anyting but my homework. i get on facebook, email, hulu, sudoku, stumbleupon, pandora… anything but do what I’m supposed to do. I’m supposed to be writing an essay on the orestia right now… but i’m not… i should probably get on that.
bad habbits. everyone has them. i bite my nails. i dont know why but you said habbits and i said i bite my nails. mostly when im nervous. sometimes when im not nervous but i want everyone else around me to think im nervous so i raide my pale white hand to my much-in-need-of-chapsticked lips and i bite on them. sometimes i paint them too. just to stop the biting but it
All of our habits can be broken, it may take an effort that we are not willing to out forth though, it may take more time than we can devote but if old habits die hard, then so will we. Habits are good and bad.
Habits form from every moment of every day. Our habitual tendencies are often the best way to define ourselves. Im a smoker, Im a football player, whatever your habits are, good or bad, they define you.
I have a certain habit. When I get nervous I usually bite my nails. This all started one september morning when I was sitting in class. The boy I liked, Tyler, walked up to me and told me that he thought I was pretty. And then It happened…the nail biting. I did it because I was too nervous to say anything.
Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth again, she sighed, dropping her hands from where they had been in front of her. Knitting the fingers together, resisting the urge to shake out her skirts for the third time in the past few minutes, she had to fore herself to stop. Her habits were unbecoming of a lady, much less that of a Sheshawnii.
get into the right rthym is as hard as getting out of a bad one
Its bad. It can be good. Its up to you to decide. I have had them, I dont want them, they could help me, but most often they hurt me. I think I should make some good ones, then I wont have time for my bad ones. Thats the problem with them, they either rob me of time or give me more.
“Eh, I suppose it’s habit now.” He said with a shrug.
His partner stared.
“Habit?” he choked out through his shock. “You put a curse on your door out of habit?”
“Yes. Habit. We aren’t so safe as you’d like to think.”
For Gods sake. Habit. Let’s go. The Danish keyboard and God written with small letters. Alright back to the topic. These things have been bothering me for quite a while. But it’s off now. I quit. Come
She had a bad habit of chewing her nails. Especially when they looked at her, from across the cafeteria table, or when she felt them whispering behind her in class. The stern teachers only made it worse. Her mother was constantly telling her to stop, that it was unladylike; but who worried about being ladylike at ten years old?
His habitual lying has sent him into the arms of the man that would certainly be his killer. Had he know that saying his love had run dry would end him, he might have said what he really felt about Bill. How he felt that Bill was a better man than he, how the world seemed full and alive when he was with him. But no, the lies always got in the way and this time it would end him.
I’ve gotten into a really bad habit – thinking about you all the time. It’s awful, but at the same time, perfect. You’re so familiar to my mind, and I don’t know if the real you will live up to the expectations in my head. These thoughts need to stop.
So many filthy habits. We roll in the dirt, both figuratively and literally. And we do nothing to prevent these behaviors. We actually enjoy it kind of. We satisfy out id by getting our hands, our hair, our toes, every inch of our being dirty.
She walks over to the counter and pours a cup of coffee. Black coffee is what she enjoys the most on a Monday morning. She used to like adding cream and sugar to her drink, but ever since she started living alone, the habit of omitting them stuck around. She liked the darkness and bitterness; they suited her much more.
It’s become sort of a habit – whenever I walk into the hall, my eyes immediately search for them. They were never difficult to find, being tall and red-haired, but now that my eyes are always drawn instantly to them, they’re impossible not to.
Bundy Chetterof had some bad habits. Some were black and white, but some were awful colors like green and purple. What a bad combination of colors! Why would he collect habits you ask? Because his aunt was a nun!
i am in the habit of needing you, the habit of turning to you. and i hate it. it’s a habit that has caused me to lose myself, to shape myself in ways that bend me away from what brings me joy and peace. i thought it was love, but being stuck in the habit of someone is not love, it is being lost, it is hiding.
Hard to kick yet persistent. Habits form the patterns of our lives, and as with science, are a basis for both good and bad. But humans can’t have everything, all of it must be in balance, otherwise we cannot keep up with the world around us. A power for good or evil, use them well.
I have a habit of biting my nails. Not really but this is what most people say and I think it is truly silly…I have a habit of truly letting things get out of hand…
Habits occur because, as human beings, we crave repetition and the security that comes along with reoccurrence.
You have to be
one of the worst
Habits I’ve ever picked up
I have so many habits.. Some good, some bad. I’ve always heard it takes three days to break a habit… Or was it three weeks? I don’t remember. Either way, that’s a weird way to put it… Breaking a habit? How are you BREAKING it? Huh.
I have a habit of speaking my mind a little to bluntly. I figure the truth is the best answer and if someone cant handle the truth, well tough shit. There is no reason to sugar coat the truth just for the sake someone cant handle it. I guess I have a habit that might be a little to straight in your face.
it’s a very good habit to be happy. rabbit also has this habit, which is the best habit in the world. sometimes you need to implement this habit, as you need to have it. Habit makes your live perfect or it can destroy your life.
The cream colored sweater with black slacks had become her uniform-her self designated nun’s habit. Lord knows she was getting any.
Im Habit sind alle Nonnen gleich. Es ist kaum zu sehen, ob eine größer oder kleiner, dicker oder dünner, schiefer oder gerader ist. Sie haben dieses Kleid an, das sie fast ganz verdeckt, das sie unterscheidet von normalen Menschen, die einfach Hemd und Hose tragen und einen ganz normalen Schlüpfer.
She slipped on her habit before she stepped out into the sunny, perfect day. All around her, the birds were chirping, bees were buzzing, and flowers, in full bloom. The air was clean and serene…
The walks alway started slow
round the base of Saintly Hill,
through Marble Woods
fingers glancing along Marshes Lake
Every step a mistake,
We jumped with every broken twig
and every second brought closer the horizon
like a waiting parent
The walk was as slow as always
through the underpass
along the brick wall
kissing with cracked lips
behind the rusted clock
Biting your nails is a bad habit. Chewing on pencils is a bad habit. Twitching when someone mentions a specific bird is a bad habit. But getting used to family, love, and acceptance…
That should be a habit everyone has.
i have habits, you have habits, we all have things we wish we did and did not do. sometimes habits make us stronger whether good or bad, sometimes weaker than we wish the could’ve been. they start small with a sniff of disaster and tread faster and faster and longer and wider and deeper untill we’re stuck in a place we want to be or do not want to be.
It was strange I know. Most people think my habits are. And yet it’s so much fun. Some say I’m insane, but I like to call it imaginative. Imagination is a crazy, wonderful, great thing. Most don’t really understand it’s full potential, but with imagination we can go anyway and do anything – even those strange things we don’t dare try in reality.