Baseball, baseball, baseball. Day and night, every morning first thing – baseball. He’s obsessed but it’s so wonderful to see in a seven year old boy in a city with the world champs bringing home the trophy. Some call it love, he calls it baseball.
Gia
I’m obsessed with you, baby. The way that you stare at me with those bold brown eyes make my soul burn. Don’t ever leave my side!
Ami Pulaski
i am obsessed with your thoughts, all the time i get to do some wandering i think about you , it has been six years since i saw you , you were drinking tea.
I wish it wasn’t so easy to become obsessed with the idea of being the selfish person for once in my life.
Megan
i literally have no obsession, besides guitar, which i just now recently started. Just the way i feel when i playing is amazing, no word can describe it. Its kind of magical actually, I mean its the one thing i may actually be good at, and thats very few. so obsessed, in a healthy way.
Kayla Bierei
Obsessions are for people who are content with whatever they have found. Obsessions will pass, leaving room in your life for another obsession, and some will last a lifetime. I just wish I had the foresight to not obsess over nothing.
Cools
Him. Agh. That’s all I can think of. The way his blue, blue eyes stare into my soul. He barely knows I exist. Obsessed. That’s how I always get. When I fall, there’s no coming back.
I’m totally obsessed with him. I don’t know why I am, or if I really am, but I seem to be. It’s annoying really, I don’t want to like him or be obsessed with him but I think I am. At what point does it count as obsessed? Is there a line to be drawn?
Emily T.
OBSESSED:for truly which one of us doesn’t say,’it looks like him,’,or,’it doesn’t even look like her,’when viewing someone we used to hold dear and kiss but has now expired.it’s as if we are admitting what we pretend not to know.
dann
i get obsessed easily. with food, with movies or music. with ex lovers, with information. my head and heart are often too full of things that do me no good. things i cannot change. things that i wish i could.
“what now? what would she want me to do? I’d kill for her. If she said that someone should die, I would kill them. I know this isn’t infatuation, and you can argue that I don’t even know her, but I do, and I know she knows me. I can feel it. She tells me in dreams.”~Hanaa. She was not of sound mind and I knew I needed to help her but I barely knew her and she would deny the unhealthiness of her addiction to the pop star.
Megan M
I was obsessed with the idea that in order to be the real me I had to drink. It was always the drink and me, me and the drink, you never saw one without the other. Now I have formed a wedge in between, and it is overseen by my new friends, the board of directors at every AA meeting I go to, which is every day.
T. Michael Smith
obsessed with you
from the beginning, you have only lured me
at first, my obsession was merely
what i knew to do
but now a deeper catalyst has arose
i am obsessed with the way you make my lips curl
your stink is obsessive
people cvan become obsessed with different things. if you do not have a balance in your life and have an excessive consuption of something such as food, the gym, a relationshipyou can become obsessed with that thing as your life is dependant upon it. peoplebecome obsessed when there is notenough balance in their lives
Romy Grace
is something everyone is to some extent. be it with justin bieber, or a color, or an article of clothing, anyone you ask on the street surely has an obsession. My personal obsessions are field hockey and hair dye. Yours might be squeeze cheese in bugles and crossaints. whatever it is having an obsession is totally normal. now don’t get me wrong you can go too far with an obsession. Example? those crazy fans that celebs take a restraining order out on. Ex? That crazy guy in blades of glory that wants to murder jimmy and wear his short. given more time I would have made this short blirb much better but I am pretty satisfied if I do say so myself.
Tori
Obsessed. Everyone is obsessed with the famous. We want to be like them; physically, mentally, emotionally. Talent-wise. Why are we so obsessed with celebrities? I honestly couldn’t tell you. In my humble opinion, I find our society’s strange infatuation with celebrities creepy. Magazines, photos of them…Why? Are we that self-conscious with ourselves and our bodies?
Taylor Hart
everyday i use to hang on to every word as if it were biblical… now, i turn over reach for another and forget all about the lines that went far too long and then the edge came up quick before i could jump outta the way.
ms pie
She was obsessed with him, a boy with dreads that sat in the back of the class and wanted to go to trade school. He wore the same hoodie every day and didn’t give a fuck. She, with her 4.0 GPA and perfect attendance was fascinated with him and one day, she got the courage to follow him home.
Zach Preiksa
She would sit on the couch with her needle and wool and knit until I called her into the kitchen for supper. It was her way of showing that she cared, that she wanted to understand us and help us. For a while, I thought it was silly. Myles was always going around in those terribly huge sweaters. But she and her obsessive knitting had grown on me.
Can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t live without it. It means too much to you to let go. You seem clingy to it, but in all reality, it just means the world to you. Person, place, thing. Him, he thinks I’m clingy. I seem attached to the book. Obsession. Love. Need. Want. jji
She was infatuated to the point that most every thought was consumed with him. What was he doing? Who was he talking to? What was he thinking about? She wondered how much longer she could go on like this.
Kylie
She was obsessed with the idea of building the perfect kitchen. It was a last-ditch effort to save what was left of her sanity, she was well aware, but she pushed this thought to the back of her mind as she debated marble and granite, the pros and cons of a kitchen island. And as he came home later and later, as he became more and more irritable, she became ever more obsessed with the placement of the window and the faucet of the sink. She was never satisfied, because if she ever were, everything would have to end.
fixation. Personally, I am terrible with keeping things in perspective, and very frequently become obsessed. But maybe being ‘obsessed’ is just a form of caring…too much.
hahahah WOW im obsessed with a lot of things. one unfortunate thing im obsessed with is my body. I cant stop comparing myself to other girls in dance class. That is why i am depressed. Last year i was so obsessed that i had eating problems. But this year im working on it and im starting to realize that my body is perfect and there is nothing anyon ecan say that will change that :)
Im obsessed about it, I just feel trapped inside this glass cupule. what i shall what i must, deceived by thought.
Ivo
obsession can be an unhealthy thing, whatever it may be. whether it’s with video games, shopping habits, being glued to your phone constantly, or having a special someone on your mind. when something or someone you like becomes out of hand to a point of obsession, you should probably go see a doctor before it takes control of your life. obsessed. are you?
shayybread
It’s easy to get obsessed with Stumble Upon–there’s so much there! All you have to do is hit the stumble button and you’re off and running to one site after another. I’ve found all kinds of things there, and I always like to pass them along to my friends. Most of the time I enjoy sites that make me laugh. A lot of them have animals, though. And some are just useful. All in all, I’ve gotten a lot out of that one feature. And it’s so much easier than browsing randomly. When you do that, half the time you end up with porn or some site that’s completely unrelated to what you set out to find–you know?
Joy Jones
with your mossy green eyes: warm, inviting, down to earth just like the rest of you.
with your gorgeous curly hair: you’re sex on legs baby, sex on legs.
with your scent: how do i even describe how i love it? soft and sweet.
with your skin: smooth and beautiful and hot to the touch
with you: you turn me on.
I’m so obsessed with your snake-blue tentacles. They wind through my every waking thought. I long to feel them wrapped so-tight-I-can’t-breathe against my skin, but no matter how I hunt you with my butterfly net, you’re always out of reach and I’m left singing myself to sleep.
She could hardly believe her ears. Obsessed? She wasn’t obsessed. Why, she was simply in love is all.
But nobody believed her. Standing in a circle, surrounded by her friends, Louisa stared. “What?”
Olga opened her mouth with a dry smirk. “Do you know what you’ve talked about? Sergei, Sergei, Sergei. And we kinda don’t want to hear it anymore.”
Jael
Obbsession is my false dream, sometimes its my sin, sometimes i look at it as my mirror.
its too much for me, its always enough. obsession. am i obsessed again? is this who i am? obsession….
Can’t let go. Won’t let go. I always see it. It’s there… Watching. Just like I’m watching it. I can’t get it out of my head, my thoughts, my dreams. I want it. I need it. It must be mine. To let go is to give up.
Bethany
a negative thought in the mind of others and a positive thought in yours.
elizabeth
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
with your mossy green eyes: warm, down to earth just like the rest of you.
with your gorgeous curly hair: you’re sex on legs baby, sex on legs.
with your scent: how do i even describe how i love it? soft and sweet.
with your skin: smooth and hot and beautiful
with you: you turn me on.
people are so obsessed with being heard and being relevant. twitter, facebook, yada yada yada. i wish the world could just stop and get personal. in person. i’m sick of all the internet communication and living through what your next status or profile picture will be. i’m sick of our eyes being glued to computer screens instead of into a person’s eyes.
shelby
everyone always has one thing that they are obsessed with. boy. girl. drugs. alcohol. comics. tv. computers. sex. God. magazines. fashion. music. book. writing. art. love.
I open the closet and find her things. I need them. After all this time I am still obsessed with her belongings. But it’s not just the fact they are here; it’s what they represent. And I need that. Always. Because it’s all I have, and, maybe all I’ll ever have.
Raymond Frazee
obsessed it is a crazy thing to be but if you weren’t about somehing you would always be crazy. There is many ways to see if you are able to jump the rope that ties the ainbow to the corner of my mind. With the powers of grey skull I am he man and hear me roar. I can see over the seriously awful sounds of gates taking prisoner to hell. Oh god, yes our savor, praise the flowting giants that scour over our heads as we have no umbrellas, for they urinate on us and tell us it is rain.
Baseball, baseball, baseball. Day and night, every morning first thing – baseball. He’s obsessed but it’s so wonderful to see in a seven year old boy in a city with the world champs bringing home the trophy. Some call it love, he calls it baseball.
I’m obsessed with you, baby. The way that you stare at me with those bold brown eyes make my soul burn. Don’t ever leave my side!
i am obsessed with your thoughts, all the time i get to do some wandering i think about you , it has been six years since i saw you , you were drinking tea.
I wish it wasn’t so easy to become obsessed with the idea of being the selfish person for once in my life.
i literally have no obsession, besides guitar, which i just now recently started. Just the way i feel when i playing is amazing, no word can describe it. Its kind of magical actually, I mean its the one thing i may actually be good at, and thats very few. so obsessed, in a healthy way.
Obsessions are for people who are content with whatever they have found. Obsessions will pass, leaving room in your life for another obsession, and some will last a lifetime. I just wish I had the foresight to not obsess over nothing.
Him. Agh. That’s all I can think of. The way his blue, blue eyes stare into my soul. He barely knows I exist. Obsessed. That’s how I always get. When I fall, there’s no coming back.
I’m totally obsessed with him. I don’t know why I am, or if I really am, but I seem to be. It’s annoying really, I don’t want to like him or be obsessed with him but I think I am. At what point does it count as obsessed? Is there a line to be drawn?
OBSESSED:for truly which one of us doesn’t say,’it looks like him,’,or,’it doesn’t even look like her,’when viewing someone we used to hold dear and kiss but has now expired.it’s as if we are admitting what we pretend not to know.
i get obsessed easily. with food, with movies or music. with ex lovers, with information. my head and heart are often too full of things that do me no good. things i cannot change. things that i wish i could.
“what now? what would she want me to do? I’d kill for her. If she said that someone should die, I would kill them. I know this isn’t infatuation, and you can argue that I don’t even know her, but I do, and I know she knows me. I can feel it. She tells me in dreams.”~Hanaa. She was not of sound mind and I knew I needed to help her but I barely knew her and she would deny the unhealthiness of her addiction to the pop star.
I was obsessed with the idea that in order to be the real me I had to drink. It was always the drink and me, me and the drink, you never saw one without the other. Now I have formed a wedge in between, and it is overseen by my new friends, the board of directors at every AA meeting I go to, which is every day.
obsessed with you
from the beginning, you have only lured me
at first, my obsession was merely
what i knew to do
but now a deeper catalyst has arose
i am obsessed with the way you make my lips curl
your stink is obsessive
He was obsessed with her.
And it would never stop.
He was beginning to be afraid of what he was doing, he knew it was wrong.
But he couldn’t stop.
people cvan become obsessed with different things. if you do not have a balance in your life and have an excessive consuption of something such as food, the gym, a relationshipyou can become obsessed with that thing as your life is dependant upon it. peoplebecome obsessed when there is notenough balance in their lives
is something everyone is to some extent. be it with justin bieber, or a color, or an article of clothing, anyone you ask on the street surely has an obsession. My personal obsessions are field hockey and hair dye. Yours might be squeeze cheese in bugles and crossaints. whatever it is having an obsession is totally normal. now don’t get me wrong you can go too far with an obsession. Example? those crazy fans that celebs take a restraining order out on. Ex? That crazy guy in blades of glory that wants to murder jimmy and wear his short. given more time I would have made this short blirb much better but I am pretty satisfied if I do say so myself.
Obsessed. Everyone is obsessed with the famous. We want to be like them; physically, mentally, emotionally. Talent-wise. Why are we so obsessed with celebrities? I honestly couldn’t tell you. In my humble opinion, I find our society’s strange infatuation with celebrities creepy. Magazines, photos of them…Why? Are we that self-conscious with ourselves and our bodies?
everyday i use to hang on to every word as if it were biblical… now, i turn over reach for another and forget all about the lines that went far too long and then the edge came up quick before i could jump outta the way.
She was obsessed with him, a boy with dreads that sat in the back of the class and wanted to go to trade school. He wore the same hoodie every day and didn’t give a fuck. She, with her 4.0 GPA and perfect attendance was fascinated with him and one day, she got the courage to follow him home.
She would sit on the couch with her needle and wool and knit until I called her into the kitchen for supper. It was her way of showing that she cared, that she wanted to understand us and help us. For a while, I thought it was silly. Myles was always going around in those terribly huge sweaters. But she and her obsessive knitting had grown on me.
Can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t live without it. It means too much to you to let go. You seem clingy to it, but in all reality, it just means the world to you. Person, place, thing. Him, he thinks I’m clingy. I seem attached to the book. Obsession. Love. Need. Want. jji
She was infatuated to the point that most every thought was consumed with him. What was he doing? Who was he talking to? What was he thinking about? She wondered how much longer she could go on like this.
She was obsessed with the idea of building the perfect kitchen. It was a last-ditch effort to save what was left of her sanity, she was well aware, but she pushed this thought to the back of her mind as she debated marble and granite, the pros and cons of a kitchen island. And as he came home later and later, as he became more and more irritable, she became ever more obsessed with the placement of the window and the faucet of the sink. She was never satisfied, because if she ever were, everything would have to end.
fixation. Personally, I am terrible with keeping things in perspective, and very frequently become obsessed. But maybe being ‘obsessed’ is just a form of caring…too much.
hahahah WOW im obsessed with a lot of things. one unfortunate thing im obsessed with is my body. I cant stop comparing myself to other girls in dance class. That is why i am depressed. Last year i was so obsessed that i had eating problems. But this year im working on it and im starting to realize that my body is perfect and there is nothing anyon ecan say that will change that :)
Im obsessed about it, I just feel trapped inside this glass cupule. what i shall what i must, deceived by thought.
obsession can be an unhealthy thing, whatever it may be. whether it’s with video games, shopping habits, being glued to your phone constantly, or having a special someone on your mind. when something or someone you like becomes out of hand to a point of obsession, you should probably go see a doctor before it takes control of your life. obsessed. are you?
It’s easy to get obsessed with Stumble Upon–there’s so much there! All you have to do is hit the stumble button and you’re off and running to one site after another. I’ve found all kinds of things there, and I always like to pass them along to my friends. Most of the time I enjoy sites that make me laugh. A lot of them have animals, though. And some are just useful. All in all, I’ve gotten a lot out of that one feature. And it’s so much easier than browsing randomly. When you do that, half the time you end up with porn or some site that’s completely unrelated to what you set out to find–you know?
with your mossy green eyes: warm, inviting, down to earth just like the rest of you.
with your gorgeous curly hair: you’re sex on legs baby, sex on legs.
with your scent: how do i even describe how i love it? soft and sweet.
with your skin: smooth and beautiful and hot to the touch
with you: you turn me on.
I’m so obsessed with your snake-blue tentacles. They wind through my every waking thought. I long to feel them wrapped so-tight-I-can’t-breathe against my skin, but no matter how I hunt you with my butterfly net, you’re always out of reach and I’m left singing myself to sleep.
She could hardly believe her ears. Obsessed? She wasn’t obsessed. Why, she was simply in love is all.
But nobody believed her. Standing in a circle, surrounded by her friends, Louisa stared. “What?”
Olga opened her mouth with a dry smirk. “Do you know what you’ve talked about? Sergei, Sergei, Sergei. And we kinda don’t want to hear it anymore.”
Obbsession is my false dream, sometimes its my sin, sometimes i look at it as my mirror.
its too much for me, its always enough. obsession. am i obsessed again? is this who i am? obsession….
Can’t let go. Won’t let go. I always see it. It’s there… Watching. Just like I’m watching it. I can’t get it out of my head, my thoughts, my dreams. I want it. I need it. It must be mine. To let go is to give up.
a negative thought in the mind of others and a positive thought in yours.
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
with your mossy green eyes: warm, down to earth just like the rest of you.
with your gorgeous curly hair: you’re sex on legs baby, sex on legs.
with your scent: how do i even describe how i love it? soft and sweet.
with your skin: smooth and hot and beautiful
with you: you turn me on.
people are so obsessed with being heard and being relevant. twitter, facebook, yada yada yada. i wish the world could just stop and get personal. in person. i’m sick of all the internet communication and living through what your next status or profile picture will be. i’m sick of our eyes being glued to computer screens instead of into a person’s eyes.
everyone always has one thing that they are obsessed with. boy. girl. drugs. alcohol. comics. tv. computers. sex. God. magazines. fashion. music. book. writing. art. love.
I open the closet and find her things. I need them. After all this time I am still obsessed with her belongings. But it’s not just the fact they are here; it’s what they represent. And I need that. Always. Because it’s all I have, and, maybe all I’ll ever have.
obsessed it is a crazy thing to be but if you weren’t about somehing you would always be crazy. There is many ways to see if you are able to jump the rope that ties the ainbow to the corner of my mind. With the powers of grey skull I am he man and hear me roar. I can see over the seriously awful sounds of gates taking prisoner to hell. Oh god, yes our savor, praise the flowting giants that scour over our heads as we have no umbrellas, for they urinate on us and tell us it is rain.