i am totally hooked on chocolate in the worst way possible… i can’t get enough i eat it in all forms, ways, shapes and sizes. sometimes i even freeze it so it will have a different texture. my favorite is frezzing dark chocolate… makes me feel like i am eating bark
Anonymous
I am hooked on “Avatar” the movie. We saw it in 3D at the local show then traveled 3 hours to see it in 3D at an IMAX theater. What a beautiful movie it is!
Peaceable
She was hooked on a feeling. The feeling of flying. The adrenaline pumped through her veins. Her head swam. Her skin tingled. Her pulse beat in her finger tips. It was amazing!
Danielle
i’m hooked. i can’t help it. i’m being fished. i’m listening to “humans” by the scene aesthetic and i don’t care that he’s twice my age or my teacher. it doesn’t matter. i love him. maybe platonically, but i still love him. and you know what? it feels good.
girl
The hook spliced her ears; a rustic copper emblem of independence.
She asked her mother to pass the salt.
Alycia
I’m hooked on you in the worst kind of way I’m hooked on you there’s nothing else to say I’m hooked and caught I’m addicted to you in my soul it’s a need that I just can’t relieve I’m hooked on you baby yeah I’m hooked on you
V
i have never been hooked on anyone else in my entire life. and then something i did made me realize that it can just be taken away as easily. they’re just words, but they were the most spiteful i had ever said, and still to this day i haven’t forgiven myself for it.
laine
The plastic hook gouged her neck,
hung her high above strobe lights
above an empty alter.
Alycia
I’m hooked on crack!
well no I’m not but I’m hooked on a bunch of other things. Not drugs but habits and bad ones at that. cigrits
cigrits
food that is bad for me.
how bout some good habits
how bout it.
Creator
I’m hooked on crack!
well no I’m not but I’m hooked on a bunch of other things. Not drugs but habits and bad ones at that. cigrits
cigrits
food that is bad for me.
how bout some good habits
how bot it.
Creator
drugs
jon
hooked on drugs since the age of twenty-one, my marijuana addition has run my life for the past two years. being hooked on a substance raises the complete lack of control that one has over their own life circumstances and has the ability to make one feel utterly responsible for the state of their addiction.
juxxy
I hooked a massive bass recently down back in the boondocks in kentucky. It was a tasty sucker and I would hook him again, if I hadnt already. My next hook will be Blinky the three eyed fish from the simpsons
Anonymous
hooked on phonics cuz i love everything especially tv people who yell at you to buy products i saw him in jail today snorkin cocain and all that junk all that junk inside you trunk this is lame cuz i do this always and the music is powerful and my hips go thump
Anonymous
a guy and girl who get together oh and a poor fish who decided to go after the shiny thing which makes me think that a large group of fish had ADHD
Krissy
vfhbgvchk
ashley
Things I’m hooked on:
tumblr
art
appreciating nature
photography
trying, trying, trying
following the people I love
I love so many people
so much
so much
I’m hooked on clementines
I’m hooked on using clever words to describe myself
Which never works
I’m not an artist on words just yet
name
“Gah!”
“Ummm…hello…?”
“What are you?! who are you?!”
“Ummm…a mermaid! who are you? whoa what are these?” she said feeling his legs
“Ack don’t do that!” he said gently slapping her hands away as she started to go up his leg
“Ah…okay” she blushed
“Anyways why do you have a fishtail? and how did you get caught?!”
“Im a mermaid! My name is Orihime Inoue!” she chirped
“Uhh…nice to meet you Inoue the names Kurosaki Ichigo and im a sailor” he replied smirking at her eagerness
A Mermaid and a Sailor?! What a weird but happy “Tail” :D
LunarStar77
he lays sprawled and translucent on the cheap sheets of a Montreal flat. with glassy eyes and invisible breaths he tells me it was his friends, fifties-Beat stoners wielding poetry and persuasion, that drew him into it.
but he and I know he was only self-medicating, trying to escape. the opiates dulled his paranoia and soothed his racing heartbeat to a hiss. how could he not take a syringe for his lover?
he said he’d never meant to go this far. but looking on his jutting bones and the pale illness etched in his fragile, fleeting ecstasy, I know he’s hooked.
Charlotte Ravenswood
hooked
Gris
It was now my time.
The cold had ended, endured.
I hung on the rack.
Trench
Have you ever watched those Pro Bass competitions on TV? Where these guys have devoted their entire lives to fishing? Where all they care about is getting a big bass on their hook? Well, here I am. The bass. And there he is, the fisherman. All he had to do was smile, and i was hooked.
laurajfranks@gmail.com
love
lauren
fish
david
that woman hooked up with my dad last night. the next day, dad came home with an old woman. daddy hooked up with a little girl the day after.
E.
like a fish after a worm, seams nummy then, snap, it’s gonna be late for somethin cuz it’s gettin a free ride to the surface. But it’ll probably be thrown back, hole in it’s lip to prove to its boss why its late!!
Anonymous
i think i’m hooked on daydreaming. it’s a drug i can’t resist. i’m hooked. i need it. i want it all the time. it’s a bad habit that i can’t control. the daydreaming drug is a gift and a curse. sometimes i get so caught up that i don’t know where i am. i don’t know who i am.
Jean B
on love. can’t seem to ever get enough of it. unsure if i actually have it when i do, always seeking it when i don’t. my perception of it has changed dramatically in the past few years.
lol
The word itself sounds like a compliment, utmost phrase for a product or more likely a person, but most such addictive substances are limited in quantity and I can’t think of anything other than the moment when you can’t get a fix. Snag a line and role reversal; starving man’s ship collapsing with the weight of a fish too desperately needed to cut loose.
jordan
iv had this one!
Anonymous
shit man im hooked i cant get get un-hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked
sam
im hooked on mardy , hoooked ion fishes hooked on life! many days pass where i think to myself , i am so lucky to be here hooked, with a great guy and family and friends . well me and mardy arent exactly hooked, i mean iv never really talked to him …
bella
Hooked on what? Smack? Dope? Meth? It’s not so simple, you see. To be in love and them not be. It’s heart-wrenching. Just as withdrawal is to addicts, love is to fools.
Mizumaru
you’ve been swimming around in my head for quite some time. so long, in fact, that i look to the surface for rescue. i am tired, worn out, out of breath, and drowning. i’ll take anything to get me out of this now… anything.
hcolet
hooked
Anonymous
“I’m hooked!” the fish cried, struggling as it was being pulled up to the great beyond. The light was glittering from up above, as the painful hook was speared into his lips and through his gills; the most pain he had ever felt. He knew of friends that were once taken away in the same manner as this; perhaps they too were hooked in such a way they would decide to never come back?
Sarah-chan
Fish become hooked to a line. Hookers sometimes get hooked. I am hooked to crafting websites.
Rachel
i have a friend who’s hooked.
she can’t breathe without a straw,
cant go a day without driving somewhere far
somewhere where no one knows her for
who she could be
somewhere where she believes she’s happier
there
then with her friends and
a glass of lemonade.
I AM HOOKED ON YOU
i am totally hooked on chocolate in the worst way possible… i can’t get enough i eat it in all forms, ways, shapes and sizes. sometimes i even freeze it so it will have a different texture. my favorite is frezzing dark chocolate… makes me feel like i am eating bark
I am hooked on “Avatar” the movie. We saw it in 3D at the local show then traveled 3 hours to see it in 3D at an IMAX theater. What a beautiful movie it is!
She was hooked on a feeling. The feeling of flying. The adrenaline pumped through her veins. Her head swam. Her skin tingled. Her pulse beat in her finger tips. It was amazing!
i’m hooked. i can’t help it. i’m being fished. i’m listening to “humans” by the scene aesthetic and i don’t care that he’s twice my age or my teacher. it doesn’t matter. i love him. maybe platonically, but i still love him. and you know what? it feels good.
The hook spliced her ears; a rustic copper emblem of independence.
She asked her mother to pass the salt.
I’m hooked on you in the worst kind of way I’m hooked on you there’s nothing else to say I’m hooked and caught I’m addicted to you in my soul it’s a need that I just can’t relieve I’m hooked on you baby yeah I’m hooked on you
i have never been hooked on anyone else in my entire life. and then something i did made me realize that it can just be taken away as easily. they’re just words, but they were the most spiteful i had ever said, and still to this day i haven’t forgiven myself for it.
The plastic hook gouged her neck,
hung her high above strobe lights
above an empty alter.
I’m hooked on crack!
well no I’m not but I’m hooked on a bunch of other things. Not drugs but habits and bad ones at that. cigrits
cigrits
food that is bad for me.
how bout some good habits
how bout it.
I’m hooked on crack!
well no I’m not but I’m hooked on a bunch of other things. Not drugs but habits and bad ones at that. cigrits
cigrits
food that is bad for me.
how bout some good habits
how bot it.
drugs
hooked on drugs since the age of twenty-one, my marijuana addition has run my life for the past two years. being hooked on a substance raises the complete lack of control that one has over their own life circumstances and has the ability to make one feel utterly responsible for the state of their addiction.
I hooked a massive bass recently down back in the boondocks in kentucky. It was a tasty sucker and I would hook him again, if I hadnt already. My next hook will be Blinky the three eyed fish from the simpsons
hooked on phonics cuz i love everything especially tv people who yell at you to buy products i saw him in jail today snorkin cocain and all that junk all that junk inside you trunk this is lame cuz i do this always and the music is powerful and my hips go thump
a guy and girl who get together oh and a poor fish who decided to go after the shiny thing which makes me think that a large group of fish had ADHD
vfhbgvchk
Things I’m hooked on:
tumblr
art
appreciating nature
photography
trying, trying, trying
following the people I love
I love so many people
so much
so much
I’m hooked on clementines
I’m hooked on using clever words to describe myself
Which never works
I’m not an artist on words just yet
“Gah!”
“Ummm…hello…?”
“What are you?! who are you?!”
“Ummm…a mermaid! who are you? whoa what are these?” she said feeling his legs
“Ack don’t do that!” he said gently slapping her hands away as she started to go up his leg
“Ah…okay” she blushed
“Anyways why do you have a fishtail? and how did you get caught?!”
“Im a mermaid! My name is Orihime Inoue!” she chirped
“Uhh…nice to meet you Inoue the names Kurosaki Ichigo and im a sailor” he replied smirking at her eagerness
A Mermaid and a Sailor?! What a weird but happy “Tail” :D
he lays sprawled and translucent on the cheap sheets of a Montreal flat. with glassy eyes and invisible breaths he tells me it was his friends, fifties-Beat stoners wielding poetry and persuasion, that drew him into it.
but he and I know he was only self-medicating, trying to escape. the opiates dulled his paranoia and soothed his racing heartbeat to a hiss. how could he not take a syringe for his lover?
he said he’d never meant to go this far. but looking on his jutting bones and the pale illness etched in his fragile, fleeting ecstasy, I know he’s hooked.
hooked
It was now my time.
The cold had ended, endured.
I hung on the rack.
Have you ever watched those Pro Bass competitions on TV? Where these guys have devoted their entire lives to fishing? Where all they care about is getting a big bass on their hook? Well, here I am. The bass. And there he is, the fisherman. All he had to do was smile, and i was hooked.
love
fish
that woman hooked up with my dad last night. the next day, dad came home with an old woman. daddy hooked up with a little girl the day after.
like a fish after a worm, seams nummy then, snap, it’s gonna be late for somethin cuz it’s gettin a free ride to the surface. But it’ll probably be thrown back, hole in it’s lip to prove to its boss why its late!!
i think i’m hooked on daydreaming. it’s a drug i can’t resist. i’m hooked. i need it. i want it all the time. it’s a bad habit that i can’t control. the daydreaming drug is a gift and a curse. sometimes i get so caught up that i don’t know where i am. i don’t know who i am.
on love. can’t seem to ever get enough of it. unsure if i actually have it when i do, always seeking it when i don’t. my perception of it has changed dramatically in the past few years.
The word itself sounds like a compliment, utmost phrase for a product or more likely a person, but most such addictive substances are limited in quantity and I can’t think of anything other than the moment when you can’t get a fix. Snag a line and role reversal; starving man’s ship collapsing with the weight of a fish too desperately needed to cut loose.
iv had this one!
shit man im hooked i cant get get un-hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked. hooked
im hooked on mardy , hoooked ion fishes hooked on life! many days pass where i think to myself , i am so lucky to be here hooked, with a great guy and family and friends . well me and mardy arent exactly hooked, i mean iv never really talked to him …
Hooked on what? Smack? Dope? Meth? It’s not so simple, you see. To be in love and them not be. It’s heart-wrenching. Just as withdrawal is to addicts, love is to fools.
you’ve been swimming around in my head for quite some time. so long, in fact, that i look to the surface for rescue. i am tired, worn out, out of breath, and drowning. i’ll take anything to get me out of this now… anything.
hooked
“I’m hooked!” the fish cried, struggling as it was being pulled up to the great beyond. The light was glittering from up above, as the painful hook was speared into his lips and through his gills; the most pain he had ever felt. He knew of friends that were once taken away in the same manner as this; perhaps they too were hooked in such a way they would decide to never come back?
Fish become hooked to a line. Hookers sometimes get hooked. I am hooked to crafting websites.
i have a friend who’s hooked.
she can’t breathe without a straw,
cant go a day without driving somewhere far
somewhere where no one knows her for
who she could be
somewhere where she believes she’s happier
there
then with her friends and
a glass of lemonade.
d