i am not ill, or maybe i am, it’s difficult to tell that all the little cells inside of me might be fighting something off, every waking moment. It’s genuis, and it scares me, and makes me feel big and small at the same time. I don’t really like feeling that way, like I’m inadequate. But what the hay, not much I ca
Storm
I’m ill with wanting- wanting to be better at what I do, wanting to be out of this job, wanting to be home to the plains and the corn and even the heat. Wanting my boyfriend to live near me, wanting him to not be my boyfriend-not really, even though I love him, even though I have for two years.
Genna Ord
i feel ill. not ill in the sense most think of. im ill in that i have a ill well being. i don’t know whats wrong.the only way to describe it is as im ill. i dont know. ive tried to figure it out but i just cant. i dont know what to do. does anyone?
A.J Harvey
Ill to my stomach.
The unthinkable and unspeakable and incomprehensible had happened, and I wasn’t even there to support.. to offer condolences half way across the world.
Norway, my home, has been attacked.
My family, shaken to the core from the bombs.
My friends, desperately hoping their friends haven’t been shot.
And all I have to say is,
You will not destroy us.
Elin MacRae
She was very ill and she wasn’t getting better. She noticed I was getting very sad about this so she jabbed me in the ribs with an unbrella, took me out into the rain and we went out dancing till the early morning.
I am ill that school is about to start and I do not feel prepared. I have had all summer to think and rethink, plan and re-plan, but I am still just not ready!
to be ill is to have depleted energy so something is off balance and your body reacts or your mind or both, body and mind are connected. i still feel such hesitation when i write when it used to be something so natural i filled up books with poetry i wrote in my journal every day now i jsut feel a block when i try to write and i think that’s an illness too, to not know how to write or how to express your feelings
If you capitalize the i and left the L’s lower cased it would look like this Ill. How would you pronounce that? isn’t that a roman numeral? hehehe the world will never know. XD
go to the store cause i dont feel well. i feel sick, and tired. I wonder, maybe if someday when i feel like this again someone will take care of me, and hold me and make me soup in a big wood floored house with pillows and big windows everywhere.
Bekah Hickernell
just sick
that’s all
i won’t make trouble
but it might be more
than just a case of the sniffles
i feel like it might be
something more serious
i might really truly be ill
ill, some people are ill from their mind, other’s from their body, i pity those ill from their body cuz thou they have the ability to do things they can’t for how bad they feel but those who are ill from their mind tend to be useless
Fabiola Rodriguez
one day i learned that my grandma was ill and that she didnt have much time. her illness slowly took over her body and ruined everything. i was a young kid, and didnt yet experience anyone dying. being ill ruined a lot of things for me. screw you illness. you did things to me ive never had to experience before. yet id like to thank you for opening my eyes wide and realizing ive got to be with the people i love for the most time, spending every moment with them before something strikes them and leaves death to take them away from me.
nikki.
She had been ill for some time, and now she was reaching the end of it all. The only regret she had was not calling him one last time to say she missed him. She knew it was her last chance, she would be dead soon, but she just couldn’t do it. Something always stopped her.
I am glad to finally feel better. This stomach flu has been a real pain. Being sick is never fun. Now it’s time to get back to work. If only stumble upon wouldn’t treat me to such cool pages like this one and keep me distracted.
Steph
I was ill once. I had a terrible flu. It was no worse than any other flu but I’m just such a man so I made out that it was. A man flu is the worst thing ever. We get all sooky like little boys. I coughed and spluttered with my flu. I asked for hot cups of tea and cuddles. I curled up under the blanket to sleep.
She was ill and I couldn’t do anything about it. Slowly, her weak heart took her away from me. Physically, God was taking her but emotionally, another boy won her heart. How was I suppose to stay with her? I kept waiting there holding her hand until whe took her last breath.
People are ill-minded. Sick. Perverted. Some people don’t know how to process well, and I feel bad for them, yet I take into consideration sometimes that they can’t help it. Hell, even I may be ill-minded. It just kinda happens, I guess. Genetics, perhaps.
Her illness is taking her from me. She does not see and does not care. Her eyes are swollen with denial. I love her but she can’t understand it. She rejects me. She pushes me away. I long to save her but she wont let me.
Illness is my greatest strength. It keeps me wanting to be better and to be saner. It transforms me and humbles me. This illness was the beginning of my greatness.
I am Ill today because my body has given up. I must push it to the limit and eliminate the sickness that envelops me. I am my worst enemy because I sabotage me. I am ill but I love it. I can never rescue myself. Illness is too great.
Surely this is the end? It couldn’t possibly get any worse than this. I feel ill from the toes up. How is it that even toenails can feel sick?
Tess
I’ll be there for you.
gabbie
Never let you go never gonna let you down never gonna run around and desert you! I’ll watch you from every window and be super creepy, rick rolling your every step! look out
Elise
she was lying in her deathbed; they shoved down their lies, and cruel comments one to many times before, this was it. She was ill.. ill with the feeling of being unwanted, and lonely; now only minutes away from venturing to the other side.
I heard the awful, gut wrenching cough from the other room again. I felt a similar wrench in my gut at hearing it, and winced. There was a splashing of sick into a toilet bowl and I knew this time, mother would stay ill.
Lita
The grass outside is ill. A strange mix of brown and golden sheets cover the ground that was once plush green. So fragile, the balance. So very fragile.
she made him ill everything about her and in spite of that he was enthralled by her sass and if she invited him to her bed he would in spite of himself take her up on it in a flash he made himself ill truth be known but it would be an ill of a tumble
I feel ill from all the masquerading but it was worth it, just to see their faces. They bought it much easier than I thought they would. Those girls are gullible if they think I rock a heavy set. Maybe I should get into acting. Nah.
Back to the solitude of my neighbourhood. Goodnight foolish world.
Your confidant, Paul.
Dave
Oh man, I shouldn’t have eaten that food. My friend told me not to go there because it had bad reviews. But I wanted me some Chinese food. Yea, so now I have the stomach bug and I’m puking like no tomorrow. This sucks a lot. I should have listened to my friend.
Jessica
In time, you will be ill. You cannot save yourself. But proceed to do the following: Tell your loved ones your feelings towards them, right your wrongs, love your Lord, and keep your wife/husband closeby.
Sam
I get ill every exam week. I never feel very stressed out but the constant vomiting and nausea that occurs every time I have to take a final is not just present because of my shitty luck. My body is so crazy. Why can’t I just stress and worry like normal people, why do I have to immediately jump to puke.
Taylor
my flow is so ill, i got a license to kill, i think i’m so sick, but this shit’s foreal, keep me on the down side, the secrets the anounced aight, i’m horrible at this but i hope you know that i tried my best to write a rap.
Vincent Nguyen
How ill can one feel without actually being sick, Jensen thought as he stared at the rack of bones chained to the other bed. There wasn’t a sound to be heard throughout the structure, which appeared to be government issued. He sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
How ill could he be? No one else got sick after my dinner party. Just him! I think he’s a pure hypochondriac. Anyone who thinks they can catch poison ivy by being in the same town with it is surely not right in the head.
i am not ill, or maybe i am, it’s difficult to tell that all the little cells inside of me might be fighting something off, every waking moment. It’s genuis, and it scares me, and makes me feel big and small at the same time. I don’t really like feeling that way, like I’m inadequate. But what the hay, not much I ca
I’m ill with wanting- wanting to be better at what I do, wanting to be out of this job, wanting to be home to the plains and the corn and even the heat. Wanting my boyfriend to live near me, wanting him to not be my boyfriend-not really, even though I love him, even though I have for two years.
i feel ill. not ill in the sense most think of. im ill in that i have a ill well being. i don’t know whats wrong.the only way to describe it is as im ill. i dont know. ive tried to figure it out but i just cant. i dont know what to do. does anyone?
Ill to my stomach.
The unthinkable and unspeakable and incomprehensible had happened, and I wasn’t even there to support.. to offer condolences half way across the world.
Norway, my home, has been attacked.
My family, shaken to the core from the bombs.
My friends, desperately hoping their friends haven’t been shot.
And all I have to say is,
You will not destroy us.
She was very ill and she wasn’t getting better. She noticed I was getting very sad about this so she jabbed me in the ribs with an unbrella, took me out into the rain and we went out dancing till the early morning.
I am ill that school is about to start and I do not feel prepared. I have had all summer to think and rethink, plan and re-plan, but I am still just not ready!
to be ill is to have depleted energy so something is off balance and your body reacts or your mind or both, body and mind are connected. i still feel such hesitation when i write when it used to be something so natural i filled up books with poetry i wrote in my journal every day now i jsut feel a block when i try to write and i think that’s an illness too, to not know how to write or how to express your feelings
sickly
crazy
not well
dying
cough
cold
ick
yuck
puke
sneeze
rest
fluids
sleep
day off
bluck
uck
discomfort
fever
hot
cold
chicken noodle soup
chicken pox
couch
bed
blankets
nasty
tired
stressed
sickly
crazy
not well
dying
cough
cold
ick
yuck
puke
sneeze
rest
fluids
sleep
day off
bluck
uck
discomfort
fever
hot
cold
chicken noodle soup
ill
sickly
crazy
not well
dying
cough
cold
ick
yuck
puke
sneeze
rest
fluids
sleep
day off
bluck
uck
discomfort
fever
hot
cold
chicken noodle soup
ill
If you capitalize the i and left the L’s lower cased it would look like this Ill. How would you pronounce that? isn’t that a roman numeral? hehehe the world will never know. XD
go to the store cause i dont feel well. i feel sick, and tired. I wonder, maybe if someday when i feel like this again someone will take care of me, and hold me and make me soup in a big wood floored house with pillows and big windows everywhere.
just sick
that’s all
i won’t make trouble
but it might be more
than just a case of the sniffles
i feel like it might be
something more serious
i might really truly be ill
ill, some people are ill from their mind, other’s from their body, i pity those ill from their body cuz thou they have the ability to do things they can’t for how bad they feel but those who are ill from their mind tend to be useless
one day i learned that my grandma was ill and that she didnt have much time. her illness slowly took over her body and ruined everything. i was a young kid, and didnt yet experience anyone dying. being ill ruined a lot of things for me. screw you illness. you did things to me ive never had to experience before. yet id like to thank you for opening my eyes wide and realizing ive got to be with the people i love for the most time, spending every moment with them before something strikes them and leaves death to take them away from me.
She had been ill for some time, and now she was reaching the end of it all. The only regret she had was not calling him one last time to say she missed him. She knew it was her last chance, she would be dead soon, but she just couldn’t do it. Something always stopped her.
Sick. Get well soon. When people don’t use and apostrophe in “I’ll” and it annoys me so much, because they could be saying “sick” or “I will.”
I am glad to finally feel better. This stomach flu has been a real pain. Being sick is never fun. Now it’s time to get back to work. If only stumble upon wouldn’t treat me to such cool pages like this one and keep me distracted.
I was ill once. I had a terrible flu. It was no worse than any other flu but I’m just such a man so I made out that it was. A man flu is the worst thing ever. We get all sooky like little boys. I coughed and spluttered with my flu. I asked for hot cups of tea and cuddles. I curled up under the blanket to sleep.
She was ill and I couldn’t do anything about it. Slowly, her weak heart took her away from me. Physically, God was taking her but emotionally, another boy won her heart. How was I suppose to stay with her? I kept waiting there holding her hand until whe took her last breath.
People are ill-minded. Sick. Perverted. Some people don’t know how to process well, and I feel bad for them, yet I take into consideration sometimes that they can’t help it. Hell, even I may be ill-minded. It just kinda happens, I guess. Genetics, perhaps.
You are my sickness.
Aching, painful, bruised
Reminder of
What we once were
You are a scab
Waiting to heal
And only time
Can make it so.
i feel ill
Her illness is taking her from me. She does not see and does not care. Her eyes are swollen with denial. I love her but she can’t understand it. She rejects me. She pushes me away. I long to save her but she wont let me.
Illness is my greatest strength. It keeps me wanting to be better and to be saner. It transforms me and humbles me. This illness was the beginning of my greatness.
I am Ill today because my body has given up. I must push it to the limit and eliminate the sickness that envelops me. I am my worst enemy because I sabotage me. I am ill but I love it. I can never rescue myself. Illness is too great.
Surely this is the end? It couldn’t possibly get any worse than this. I feel ill from the toes up. How is it that even toenails can feel sick?
I’ll be there for you.
Never let you go never gonna let you down never gonna run around and desert you! I’ll watch you from every window and be super creepy, rick rolling your every step! look out
she was lying in her deathbed; they shoved down their lies, and cruel comments one to many times before, this was it. She was ill.. ill with the feeling of being unwanted, and lonely; now only minutes away from venturing to the other side.
I heard the awful, gut wrenching cough from the other room again. I felt a similar wrench in my gut at hearing it, and winced. There was a splashing of sick into a toilet bowl and I knew this time, mother would stay ill.
The grass outside is ill. A strange mix of brown and golden sheets cover the ground that was once plush green. So fragile, the balance. So very fragile.
she made him ill everything about her and in spite of that he was enthralled by her sass and if she invited him to her bed he would in spite of himself take her up on it in a flash he made himself ill truth be known but it would be an ill of a tumble
I feel ill from all the masquerading but it was worth it, just to see their faces. They bought it much easier than I thought they would. Those girls are gullible if they think I rock a heavy set. Maybe I should get into acting. Nah.
Back to the solitude of my neighbourhood. Goodnight foolish world.
Your confidant, Paul.
Oh man, I shouldn’t have eaten that food. My friend told me not to go there because it had bad reviews. But I wanted me some Chinese food. Yea, so now I have the stomach bug and I’m puking like no tomorrow. This sucks a lot. I should have listened to my friend.
In time, you will be ill. You cannot save yourself. But proceed to do the following: Tell your loved ones your feelings towards them, right your wrongs, love your Lord, and keep your wife/husband closeby.
I get ill every exam week. I never feel very stressed out but the constant vomiting and nausea that occurs every time I have to take a final is not just present because of my shitty luck. My body is so crazy. Why can’t I just stress and worry like normal people, why do I have to immediately jump to puke.
my flow is so ill, i got a license to kill, i think i’m so sick, but this shit’s foreal, keep me on the down side, the secrets the anounced aight, i’m horrible at this but i hope you know that i tried my best to write a rap.
How ill can one feel without actually being sick, Jensen thought as he stared at the rack of bones chained to the other bed. There wasn’t a sound to be heard throughout the structure, which appeared to be government issued. He sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
How ill could he be? No one else got sick after my dinner party. Just him! I think he’s a pure hypochondriac. Anyone who thinks they can catch poison ivy by being in the same town with it is surely not right in the head.