The surge of feeling rushed through her, a charge of energy or something else. Her lips parted, a sharp breath escaped her and she let herself fall into his waiting arms, overcome by what he had to offers.
last time i lusted after him i was shot. shot with the pain of heart break. lust never got me anywhere. i wonder to this day if our lust is something that he thinks of daily. something that causes him to long for; for i hope it gives him hell.
Lust is love and love and happens sometimes well often when someone sees someone else who is attractive; that person will feel lust for the other person, some peopel think lust is a sin but i don’t find it so bad. It is normal and healthy to feel lust.
andrew
There were big thuds coming from the field, as the cabbages kept lusting after one another.
Jeff Goodman
I kissed you until you loved me. I felt you until you were me. We became one, and we were each other. I loved you, physically and mentally. I longed for you, by the night and by the day. Nothing could satisfy it; nothing could quench it. Nothing… except, maybe, you and I together.
i watch you spinnning around the corners of my mind, filling me with something i can’t describe. i’d say i love you but it’s too damn confusing, but the want just keeps filling me up. it’s something dangerous, something not quite there, something filling the places of my mind that i don’t want to find. it’s you. it’s always been you. and that scares me beyond belief.
love, kind of boring, i dont really care, i think it means love. it rhymes with dust and must, kind of odd… ha ha
Natalie
He looked at her glimmering eyes and wry smile and knew he felt something for her that he’s never felt before. This time it was not the warmth in is heart, an innate affection; it was a fire enveloping his chest, the need to have her, body and soul.
Nishat
It reached deep within her, the fire burning her inside and out as she writhed within it’s control.
Isabelle
i may never know what lust is because i go from like to love and there’s no in between.
it can capture any person- whether he or she is a very sexual being or they just see someone in which they really see and want.
it can be so different with different people. lust. it’s such a harsh sounding word.
it rolls off the tongue in such a sexy way.
lust.
the love with eyes and bodies.
Oh, it’s nothing but pain. Just overpowering, strangling pain. The pain of knowing that the one I want is the very one I can never have. I can’t even entertain the thought of sex because my body could never pleasure them the way they’d like. I would fail them. Lust is pain.
Eden
I kissed you until you loved me. I felt you until you were me. We became one, and we were each other. I loved you, physically and mentally. I longed for you, by the night and by the day. Nothing could satisfy it. Nothing could quench it. Nothing… except, maybe, you.
Leah
srsly… overtaking today’s society. people confuse lust with love so much that it is absolutely ridiculous. however, i do not agree that lust is necessarily a deadly sin. it is kind of a part of human nature. we are prone to lustful thinking. especially at a younger age… lust is basically what drives most thoughts!
Emma
two people can just want to rub their bodies together and sweat all over each other or two people could be in love and look at each other with lustful eyes
it’s such a strange word when it can be used in a negative way or a positive way a sweet way or a meaningless way I’m going to die this is really stressul not enough time oh go
this is my lust. this is any lust. lust is not a thing to be underestimated. anything that you think you can do, the motivation for that thing is fundamentally lust. You are a fucking idiot if you have no idea of the power that lust has over your pathetic human body
colenski
It’s something that we all experience, and sometimes it gets the best of me. Especially when I’m staring into your eyes or looking at you while you walk. Or even the slightest brush up against me. It’s just.. there. All of the time when I’m with you. And I want to give in so badly but something is telling me not too. But it’s so hard.
Katie
a feeling of need, to be, live, breath with someone. when you cant wait to be with that one person, to need, feel, be a part of that person.
kylene
love being blind. being thinking they are in love when they really just want sex. people lust when they want people to think they are in love. they want someone to think that they are special when they really arent. they just want them to be in bed. they just want to have sex with them. its a bad thing. compared to love. its pointless.
megan
I had never lusted after something like I lusted after that room.
It was so warm, comforting, and in a way, so sensual and pleasing. Nothing special, nothing really attractive about it–it just reminded me of her. Her smile, her beautiful face, her scent. Just being in the room made me light up.
Dirty wet floors. Sweat and flashing lights. Skin. Touching.
Solita
I wanted you, I had you, I kept you
Only for a short while
You wanted out, I wanted to see you as a corpse
You left me alone at the side of the sea
Didn’t take me with you
I was definitely invisible in your eyes
I never knew what you saw in her, she’s not me
She’s better. And that’s what hurts
Bringing the hammer down
You make a nice corpse after all.
No. I don’t want to write about this word, it doesn’t apply to me and even though it probably does, at my young age I don’t have to deal with it. I am innocent and can do whatever I want. I get fucked in the long run, that’s all. Ha.
Sexy and full of fire. Something that exists in everyone waiting to be unleashed. Wishing I could unleash it with someone. Alcohol-induced at times, at the time the world. In this time, regret. Or embarrassment. Wishes, want. Want him. Wishing I wanted what I wanted.
Rao
It’s about everything. It’s about power. Lust is what people feel when they know they want to control or are being controlled. It’s the rawest form of feeling in that everyone is capable of it without really knowing what has happened. It happens to all, it happens often.
Amanda :)
a word that describes something you want desperately but can’t have. most of the time has to do with wanting what others have or who others have. purple, brown, grey, orange.
Amanda Archer
between the old and the young there’s lust.
kind of awkward when you think of gramps over there
staring at my lowcut tank
I don’t know how to deal with his
waggling eyebrows.
Hanna
For life and for other things. Happens when you don’t want it and especially when you do want it, and has a mind of its own. Consumes and confuses, but often has very little to do with thinking at all.
lust is just something that I don’t think that I indulge in. very much. less than most people. but it is there nonetheless. i feel it creeping beneath my skin sometimes on a hot summer night under the down comforter. it says. it has been so long since anyone has touched me there. couldn’t you just…?
beks
That yearning, such an exciting, sinful, guilty feeling all in one, lucious, lovely, and so, so wrong…. Why is it so bad to fall into lust with someone? Just undeniable, unquenchable lust? Its a fear of a lack of control…
i lust for a life more lustful i am not enough to know i want to understand. i cannot lust for i have no knowledge. naivete is my name and the world is not my day dream
elizabethT
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Shannon
lust. it’s what I do every night. for you. I lust, I long, I love. for perfection that is beyond my reach because of who I am and what I will always be. I lust for what I imagine love to be.
Krista
It’s his warm, sweaty body pressed up against mine. I’m not even sure I remember his name right now, Bill, John, Jorge? I’m not sure I care to be honest. Each touch sends a chill down my spine, a sense of pure ecstasy. I want to scream, to let it all out, cry, laugh, bite, hurt. But right now, I think I’ll just ride the pleasure.
Katelin
i see you in the shadows, i see you in my dreams, i see you in a flower, you are everywhere it seems. take me away from dreamland, take me away from home take me into your darkness, take me wherever you want to roam. you fill me with your comments, then lick me clean with lust.
Hot, heavy and naughty, lust is that feeling that there’s nothing that’ll make you happier in the world that to just HAVE that person. Lust consumes your every thought until your desire is fulfilled. Lust is insatiable, it can’t be bought or sold, it’s the realest of real emotion between two people.
Lee
um. I read the word of the day and got a little distracted… wasted my minute lost in… thoughts.
A word to describe a superficial feeling of adoration. Completely different from love or any other word for affection, due to the fact that it is solely based on infatuation, and not necessarily anything deeper. While it is considered a “first step” towards feeling anything more significant about someone, it is nothing more than a blinded interest.
Lexie
daniel and i. daniel and his dog. daniel and craigslist. ola. shitty feelings. hopeless. misinterpreted as love.
The surge of feeling rushed through her, a charge of energy or something else. Her lips parted, a sharp breath escaped her and she let herself fall into his waiting arms, overcome by what he had to offers.
The contrast to love. What drives carnal desires, what we blame when feelings do not matter, named as a deadly sin. A disappointment in humanity.
last time i lusted after him i was shot. shot with the pain of heart break. lust never got me anywhere. i wonder to this day if our lust is something that he thinks of daily. something that causes him to long for; for i hope it gives him hell.
Lust is love and love and happens sometimes well often when someone sees someone else who is attractive; that person will feel lust for the other person, some peopel think lust is a sin but i don’t find it so bad. It is normal and healthy to feel lust.
There were big thuds coming from the field, as the cabbages kept lusting after one another.
I kissed you until you loved me. I felt you until you were me. We became one, and we were each other. I loved you, physically and mentally. I longed for you, by the night and by the day. Nothing could satisfy it; nothing could quench it. Nothing… except, maybe, you and I together.
i watch you spinnning around the corners of my mind, filling me with something i can’t describe. i’d say i love you but it’s too damn confusing, but the want just keeps filling me up. it’s something dangerous, something not quite there, something filling the places of my mind that i don’t want to find. it’s you. it’s always been you. and that scares me beyond belief.
love, kind of boring, i dont really care, i think it means love. it rhymes with dust and must, kind of odd… ha ha
He looked at her glimmering eyes and wry smile and knew he felt something for her that he’s never felt before. This time it was not the warmth in is heart, an innate affection; it was a fire enveloping his chest, the need to have her, body and soul.
It reached deep within her, the fire burning her inside and out as she writhed within it’s control.
i may never know what lust is because i go from like to love and there’s no in between.
it can capture any person- whether he or she is a very sexual being or they just see someone in which they really see and want.
it can be so different with different people. lust. it’s such a harsh sounding word.
it rolls off the tongue in such a sexy way.
lust.
the love with eyes and bodies.
Oh, it’s nothing but pain. Just overpowering, strangling pain. The pain of knowing that the one I want is the very one I can never have. I can’t even entertain the thought of sex because my body could never pleasure them the way they’d like. I would fail them. Lust is pain.
I kissed you until you loved me. I felt you until you were me. We became one, and we were each other. I loved you, physically and mentally. I longed for you, by the night and by the day. Nothing could satisfy it. Nothing could quench it. Nothing… except, maybe, you.
srsly… overtaking today’s society. people confuse lust with love so much that it is absolutely ridiculous. however, i do not agree that lust is necessarily a deadly sin. it is kind of a part of human nature. we are prone to lustful thinking. especially at a younger age… lust is basically what drives most thoughts!
two people can just want to rub their bodies together and sweat all over each other or two people could be in love and look at each other with lustful eyes
it’s such a strange word when it can be used in a negative way or a positive way a sweet way or a meaningless way I’m going to die this is really stressul not enough time oh go
this is my lust. this is any lust. lust is not a thing to be underestimated. anything that you think you can do, the motivation for that thing is fundamentally lust. You are a fucking idiot if you have no idea of the power that lust has over your pathetic human body
It’s something that we all experience, and sometimes it gets the best of me. Especially when I’m staring into your eyes or looking at you while you walk. Or even the slightest brush up against me. It’s just.. there. All of the time when I’m with you. And I want to give in so badly but something is telling me not too. But it’s so hard.
a feeling of need, to be, live, breath with someone. when you cant wait to be with that one person, to need, feel, be a part of that person.
love being blind. being thinking they are in love when they really just want sex. people lust when they want people to think they are in love. they want someone to think that they are special when they really arent. they just want them to be in bed. they just want to have sex with them. its a bad thing. compared to love. its pointless.
I had never lusted after something like I lusted after that room.
It was so warm, comforting, and in a way, so sensual and pleasing. Nothing special, nothing really attractive about it–it just reminded me of her. Her smile, her beautiful face, her scent. Just being in the room made me light up.
Dirty wet floors. Sweat and flashing lights. Skin. Touching.
I wanted you, I had you, I kept you
Only for a short while
You wanted out, I wanted to see you as a corpse
You left me alone at the side of the sea
Didn’t take me with you
I was definitely invisible in your eyes
I never knew what you saw in her, she’s not me
She’s better. And that’s what hurts
Bringing the hammer down
You make a nice corpse after all.
No. I don’t want to write about this word, it doesn’t apply to me and even though it probably does, at my young age I don’t have to deal with it. I am innocent and can do whatever I want. I get fucked in the long run, that’s all. Ha.
Sexy and full of fire. Something that exists in everyone waiting to be unleashed. Wishing I could unleash it with someone. Alcohol-induced at times, at the time the world. In this time, regret. Or embarrassment. Wishes, want. Want him. Wishing I wanted what I wanted.
It’s about everything. It’s about power. Lust is what people feel when they know they want to control or are being controlled. It’s the rawest form of feeling in that everyone is capable of it without really knowing what has happened. It happens to all, it happens often.
a word that describes something you want desperately but can’t have. most of the time has to do with wanting what others have or who others have. purple, brown, grey, orange.
between the old and the young there’s lust.
kind of awkward when you think of gramps over there
staring at my lowcut tank
I don’t know how to deal with his
waggling eyebrows.
For life and for other things. Happens when you don’t want it and especially when you do want it, and has a mind of its own. Consumes and confuses, but often has very little to do with thinking at all.
lust is just something that I don’t think that I indulge in. very much. less than most people. but it is there nonetheless. i feel it creeping beneath my skin sometimes on a hot summer night under the down comforter. it says. it has been so long since anyone has touched me there. couldn’t you just…?
That yearning, such an exciting, sinful, guilty feeling all in one, lucious, lovely, and so, so wrong…. Why is it so bad to fall into lust with someone? Just undeniable, unquenchable lust? Its a fear of a lack of control…
i lust for a life more lustful i am not enough to know i want to understand. i cannot lust for i have no knowledge. naivete is my name and the world is not my day dream
Jdjdjdjdjdjdjjjjj
lust. it’s what I do every night. for you. I lust, I long, I love. for perfection that is beyond my reach because of who I am and what I will always be. I lust for what I imagine love to be.
It’s his warm, sweaty body pressed up against mine. I’m not even sure I remember his name right now, Bill, John, Jorge? I’m not sure I care to be honest. Each touch sends a chill down my spine, a sense of pure ecstasy. I want to scream, to let it all out, cry, laugh, bite, hurt. But right now, I think I’ll just ride the pleasure.
i see you in the shadows, i see you in my dreams, i see you in a flower, you are everywhere it seems. take me away from dreamland, take me away from home take me into your darkness, take me wherever you want to roam. you fill me with your comments, then lick me clean with lust.
Hot, heavy and naughty, lust is that feeling that there’s nothing that’ll make you happier in the world that to just HAVE that person. Lust consumes your every thought until your desire is fulfilled. Lust is insatiable, it can’t be bought or sold, it’s the realest of real emotion between two people.
um. I read the word of the day and got a little distracted… wasted my minute lost in… thoughts.
A word to describe a superficial feeling of adoration. Completely different from love or any other word for affection, due to the fact that it is solely based on infatuation, and not necessarily anything deeper. While it is considered a “first step” towards feeling anything more significant about someone, it is nothing more than a blinded interest.
daniel and i. daniel and his dog. daniel and craigslist. ola. shitty feelings. hopeless. misinterpreted as love.