is not unimportant. it is not a bad thing. it is not always fair. i see you, and i want you. your insides might very well be magnificent, but i didn’t care to find out until now.
Carly
lust um i don’t know like hate i think, hate grossed out by lusty dirty hate a book vocabulary lust not live anti-love hate hatred lust
liz july
Wow. I can’t think of anything. It’s something I can’t define. I think of popsicles and sticky things. I think of summer time and being alone. I think of the heat and humidity and the uncoomfortable feeling of a wet bathing suit stuck between my thighs. Trying to get it off in the bathroom after swimming. It pulling at my legs uncomfortably. Do these things fit anyone? I think of watching movies in the dark and everything but the stereo is quiet. The world is silent and there’s just the film. Their noises their sounds their faces and stories and oh how I want them to be mine. Wil they be mine? it is something to wonder. I don’t think so. They never feel right. I think of cars. Old ones. Leather interiors.
Meg
lust is a word i really dont understand, this shurely is because english is not my first language, as it isnt part of the vocabulary of thousands of persons around the globe. however, im still capable of writing this paraghraph, even though its harder for me than it is for anyone of you. maybe sometime ill find its meaning.
She passed before my memory, and I sighed with longing. There was a depth to my sadness. I knew that I would never know her. She would never feel my touch. Our kiss was a just a figment of my imagination.
Rocky
Am I invisible to you? When the covers draw and the lust dies? When you no longer burn for me, am I invisible to you? Is it the energy that fuels us?
lizamajig
Her eyes were dark in the daytime, but looked so small when the moon was out. She had sunshine in her and he was as vacant as the end of a rainbow.
He felt lost, now, lost as he’d ever been, and secretly prayed to be found; she would seek him out like a knight in shining armor. And he was in distress. But it was what had to be done.
Now, they were alone, just two, and the energy about them both couldn’t be denied. She was wearing a blue dress and her eyes were pale in the dark night, and he felt less alone.
lust may lurk in many forms
smiling from glossy magazine ads
where the models aren’t real
rippling in the deep surface
of a fine glass of pinot noir
inspired by the image in the mirror
so that we can’t turn away
Lust isn’t love. Love is what people want. So how come lust is what everyone seems to see on TV? Love trumps it, surely?
xcalilax
The fire.
It burns.
It drives.
It’s the hunger that will not be sated.
It is the desire that must have no end.
It is the wish that a day could last forever.
It is the fire that burns within.
It is the guilty secret that most will not admit.
It is what encompasses the human heart, body and soul as one.
something you wish you had but you dont. a lover that will never happen.
hurt and pain if you dont have it. courge if you do have lust and keep iy
mary
One can give into their passions on a daily basis, and still be left unfulfilled, if the soul is not satisfied. I burn with longing for something specific, but what that is, is undefined. Will I recognize it when I see it?
Rachel can’t really figure out what all of this means but she’s pretty sure the fact that she can’t actually make herself stop touching Blaine means something. Their mouths are tangled together and it feels like she’s going to drown in this moment, but nothing has ever sounded so appealing to her in her entire life. She wants him more than she
Contagiously
Lust is never love. But love is accompannited by lust most definitely,,
Unless you’re a robot.
I really don’t know what else to say about lust.
Lust is annoying. Society is full of lust.
Blarg.
Dorene
pride, arogance, demise. lust… there is many meaning of this word. friendship and trueness do not applie. lust can be good or bad. there is rarely a time when it is used in a good way, for it is the prime of concieted self importance.
tony
action really why
Kacey
Lust. It’s the teenage version of love. Teenagers think that’s what it is, love, but take it from me, it isn’t. It’s an emotion that drives you wild, you think about another person ALWAYS. And you can’t let them live their life without being bothered by the things they do. YOu want them and nothing else. It’s painful on both ends.
Jillian
She lusted over the food like a man lusts over woman. It had a power over her like drugs to a junkie. She couldn’t help it. Food had been her best friend for years. It was time to break up with food though. The thought of it made her head spin. And her stmach turn. What would she do without her best friend? Her comfort? She was afraid she was about to find out.
Shannon
lust is a bust unless you trust
it’s a must
to trust
lust
red satten
I shouldn’t be thinking about you but I am. I know you are someone else’s but I want you just the same. I want you, there I said it, okay? Are you happy? I have always wanted you but I’m too scared to say it so I’ll just sit back and watch you be happy with someone else but always secretly thinking you’d be much happier with me. Because you would be…happier, that is.
Lust is what I felt for you after you dropped the ball and told me you were no longer in love. I still wanted you, but knew that I could no longer love you truly. Instead, there was lust. Now there is nothing, but an empty picture frame, a flowerless vase, and something almost borrowed and painted blue.
LOL why lust of all the things?
she’s the devil
the temptress that keeps men far from the good road
she corrupt and tarnish their hearts
really what’s the point?
temptation is useless
love is more important than sex
Lust… that thing that drives normally sane people to give up careers, families, respect, social standing. Strange – less is ever surrendered for love than is so often surrendered for lust.
i lust strawberries. an odd thing to say? no, not really. i love fruit and they are my favorite fruit. i feel like i am making love to them each and every time i eat one. literally. i glance it over, stare at it, pick it up and admire it’s color and shape. i caress it gently and inhale it’s luxurious scent before parting my lips to enjoy it’s flawless flavor and astounding texture. yes, mmmmmm.
ahhhh…lust
AnnaBella was such a delicious dear. My lust grew by leaps and bounds with each word dripping from her honeyed lips
Paul
I have to work every day to control my lust. It has gotten much easier over time, but I can never turn my back on my demons and think I am okay for good. Having a new boyfriend is great, but those feelings do come up frequently. All I can do is pray to God, ask for forgiveness of my sins, and also ask for the strength to overcome my lustfulness until the day comes when I can simply enjoy it with my husband!
Thousands of miles of water and desert and mountains separate us, and yet, each night you come to me in dreams, and whisper stories of our future. It makes me want you so much more than if you were here in the flesh, because it’s not the flesh I crave but the soul.
I struggle with lust, it fills my mind as I see pictures of rolling hills and golden valleys. The oceans call to me. Can I explore? I struggle with lust. Wanderlust.
lust the feeling one gets when seeing the opposite sex he or she is attracted to. it can make you feel incredibly happy for that moment and have an unbelievable desire to be with that person. it gives you butterflies in your stomach and in that moment you don’t want anyone more.
Lindsay
LoveUnusual wantSlavedTorture(at least I believe the whole word is stupid and a sin)Romatic statemen/word that many of this generation think should be their goal in life.
Kat
His mouth moved slowly down her body. He was sweating already, her beautiful curves making him incredibly hard incredibly fast. She was pale, smooth, and gorgeous that night, and she was all his.
It was his favorite lamp ever.
Eli
ooh dangerous1 I mean sexy… I mean girls aren’t supposed to feel lust are they? Or at least not to show it too much. Nice girls at least. Well I think everyone lusts sometimes but there is a way to deal with those sorts of feelings, making sure that you control them not the other way around.
charlotte
LUST is not the same thing as LOVE. People often get these two things mixed up. They think they love the person, but in actuality, they are in list with them. I do not know the actual definitions of these words but i know they are very different.
Lust misguided inside with trust so a dis turns to distrust mixed cuss with a a swift cusp of the trip hush the second it kissed us
Zachasaurus Wrecks
Leading to death, lust is one of the very reasons why most of us eventually fall. We fall into lust and because of lust we create soul-tithes that become ravenous and difficult for us to let go off. It is a deadly and sinful way to act towards someone. Lust is just pleasure with a sticky-note placed over it; that’s why rather than lust, I prefer to love for real. The love of the world is lust and pleasure, but the love of God is only more love, and faithfulness and trust.
is not unimportant. it is not a bad thing. it is not always fair. i see you, and i want you. your insides might very well be magnificent, but i didn’t care to find out until now.
lust um i don’t know like hate i think, hate grossed out by lusty dirty hate a book vocabulary lust not live anti-love hate hatred lust
Wow. I can’t think of anything. It’s something I can’t define. I think of popsicles and sticky things. I think of summer time and being alone. I think of the heat and humidity and the uncoomfortable feeling of a wet bathing suit stuck between my thighs. Trying to get it off in the bathroom after swimming. It pulling at my legs uncomfortably. Do these things fit anyone? I think of watching movies in the dark and everything but the stereo is quiet. The world is silent and there’s just the film. Their noises their sounds their faces and stories and oh how I want them to be mine. Wil they be mine? it is something to wonder. I don’t think so. They never feel right. I think of cars. Old ones. Leather interiors.
lust is a word i really dont understand, this shurely is because english is not my first language, as it isnt part of the vocabulary of thousands of persons around the globe. however, im still capable of writing this paraghraph, even though its harder for me than it is for anyone of you. maybe sometime ill find its meaning.
Also known as love at first sight.
She passed before my memory, and I sighed with longing. There was a depth to my sadness. I knew that I would never know her. She would never feel my touch. Our kiss was a just a figment of my imagination.
Am I invisible to you? When the covers draw and the lust dies? When you no longer burn for me, am I invisible to you? Is it the energy that fuels us?
Her eyes were dark in the daytime, but looked so small when the moon was out. She had sunshine in her and he was as vacant as the end of a rainbow.
He felt lost, now, lost as he’d ever been, and secretly prayed to be found; she would seek him out like a knight in shining armor. And he was in distress. But it was what had to be done.
Now, they were alone, just two, and the energy about them both couldn’t be denied. She was wearing a blue dress and her eyes were pale in the dark night, and he felt less alone.
lust may lurk in many forms
smiling from glossy magazine ads
where the models aren’t real
rippling in the deep surface
of a fine glass of pinot noir
inspired by the image in the mirror
so that we can’t turn away
Lust is in three dimensions – spinning, growing, evolving, changing from a central point in blue and green and red – vines ensnare it.
Lust and love; sin and virtue irrevocably bound. Greed too enjoys close kinship but only one is pure.
Lust isn’t love. Love is what people want. So how come lust is what everyone seems to see on TV? Love trumps it, surely?
The fire.
It burns.
It drives.
It’s the hunger that will not be sated.
It is the desire that must have no end.
It is the wish that a day could last forever.
It is the fire that burns within.
It is the guilty secret that most will not admit.
It is what encompasses the human heart, body and soul as one.
something you wish you had but you dont. a lover that will never happen.
hurt and pain if you dont have it. courge if you do have lust and keep iy
One can give into their passions on a daily basis, and still be left unfulfilled, if the soul is not satisfied. I burn with longing for something specific, but what that is, is undefined. Will I recognize it when I see it?
Rachel can’t really figure out what all of this means but she’s pretty sure the fact that she can’t actually make herself stop touching Blaine means something. Their mouths are tangled together and it feels like she’s going to drown in this moment, but nothing has ever sounded so appealing to her in her entire life. She wants him more than she
Lust is never love. But love is accompannited by lust most definitely,,
Unless you’re a robot.
I really don’t know what else to say about lust.
Lust is annoying. Society is full of lust.
Blarg.
pride, arogance, demise. lust… there is many meaning of this word. friendship and trueness do not applie. lust can be good or bad. there is rarely a time when it is used in a good way, for it is the prime of concieted self importance.
action really why
Lust. It’s the teenage version of love. Teenagers think that’s what it is, love, but take it from me, it isn’t. It’s an emotion that drives you wild, you think about another person ALWAYS. And you can’t let them live their life without being bothered by the things they do. YOu want them and nothing else. It’s painful on both ends.
She lusted over the food like a man lusts over woman. It had a power over her like drugs to a junkie. She couldn’t help it. Food had been her best friend for years. It was time to break up with food though. The thought of it made her head spin. And her stmach turn. What would she do without her best friend? Her comfort? She was afraid she was about to find out.
lust is a bust unless you trust
it’s a must
to trust
lust
I shouldn’t be thinking about you but I am. I know you are someone else’s but I want you just the same. I want you, there I said it, okay? Are you happy? I have always wanted you but I’m too scared to say it so I’ll just sit back and watch you be happy with someone else but always secretly thinking you’d be much happier with me. Because you would be…happier, that is.
Lust is what I felt for you after you dropped the ball and told me you were no longer in love. I still wanted you, but knew that I could no longer love you truly. Instead, there was lust. Now there is nothing, but an empty picture frame, a flowerless vase, and something almost borrowed and painted blue.
LOL why lust of all the things?
she’s the devil
the temptress that keeps men far from the good road
she corrupt and tarnish their hearts
really what’s the point?
temptation is useless
love is more important than sex
Lust… that thing that drives normally sane people to give up careers, families, respect, social standing. Strange – less is ever surrendered for love than is so often surrendered for lust.
lust
what the hell am I doing, I’m so confused….
Am I writing the definition??
Sex. Sex, more sex.
when you want sex. When you want to have sex.
That’s it. I don’t need any more time.
Not entirely a fan of the way this site works o__o But I’m intrigued…
Using someone for lust over love is bad and ends painfully.
i lust strawberries. an odd thing to say? no, not really. i love fruit and they are my favorite fruit. i feel like i am making love to them each and every time i eat one. literally. i glance it over, stare at it, pick it up and admire it’s color and shape. i caress it gently and inhale it’s luxurious scent before parting my lips to enjoy it’s flawless flavor and astounding texture. yes, mmmmmm.
ahhhh…lust
AnnaBella was such a delicious dear. My lust grew by leaps and bounds with each word dripping from her honeyed lips
I have to work every day to control my lust. It has gotten much easier over time, but I can never turn my back on my demons and think I am okay for good. Having a new boyfriend is great, but those feelings do come up frequently. All I can do is pray to God, ask for forgiveness of my sins, and also ask for the strength to overcome my lustfulness until the day comes when I can simply enjoy it with my husband!
Thousands of miles of water and desert and mountains separate us, and yet, each night you come to me in dreams, and whisper stories of our future. It makes me want you so much more than if you were here in the flesh, because it’s not the flesh I crave but the soul.
I struggle with lust, it fills my mind as I see pictures of rolling hills and golden valleys. The oceans call to me. Can I explore? I struggle with lust. Wanderlust.
lust the feeling one gets when seeing the opposite sex he or she is attracted to. it can make you feel incredibly happy for that moment and have an unbelievable desire to be with that person. it gives you butterflies in your stomach and in that moment you don’t want anyone more.
LoveUnusual wantSlavedTorture(at least I believe the whole word is stupid and a sin)Romatic statemen/word that many of this generation think should be their goal in life.
His mouth moved slowly down her body. He was sweating already, her beautiful curves making him incredibly hard incredibly fast. She was pale, smooth, and gorgeous that night, and she was all his.
It was his favorite lamp ever.
ooh dangerous1 I mean sexy… I mean girls aren’t supposed to feel lust are they? Or at least not to show it too much. Nice girls at least. Well I think everyone lusts sometimes but there is a way to deal with those sorts of feelings, making sure that you control them not the other way around.
LUST is not the same thing as LOVE. People often get these two things mixed up. They think they love the person, but in actuality, they are in list with them. I do not know the actual definitions of these words but i know they are very different.
Lust misguided inside with trust so a dis turns to distrust mixed cuss with a a swift cusp of the trip hush the second it kissed us
Leading to death, lust is one of the very reasons why most of us eventually fall. We fall into lust and because of lust we create soul-tithes that become ravenous and difficult for us to let go off. It is a deadly and sinful way to act towards someone. Lust is just pleasure with a sticky-note placed over it; that’s why rather than lust, I prefer to love for real. The love of the world is lust and pleasure, but the love of God is only more love, and faithfulness and trust.