I could have been obsessed with you. I wanted to be. You were everything I’d ever imagined I’d wanted, only you didn’t want to stay. But that’s your fault. That’s your fault and now you don’t get to know what it would have been like to have be obsessed with you – to have me in love with you. You don’t get to know my smiles or my touch. But that’s your fault. I’m not obsessed.
I was obsessed with all the words and i couldn’t get them out of my head and when i was obsessed i couldn’t think and all the world fell into disarray and began to pulsate and tighten and eat around the wormswords of reality until all i knew was a lie and all the gaps and people i filled in my life were no longer there and it was a whole because i had obsessed so much that it made all irrational thought make sense.
Bridget
I was obsessed with a number that getting too high for my liking. Food began to disappear down the drain, into the trash can, down the toilet. Stories started to go around of how kind I was, always giving my food away. The number dropped low, low, low. Almost double digits. Wasn’t good enough. I had already dropped thirty pounds, and that wasn’t enough. I would starve myself at school only to head home and starve myself some more. I rounded it out with exercising, stunts that looked like just fun, stunts that left me exhausted after hours and hours of pounding away. I watched the number drop, I watched the fear in others grow, until someone reached through my growing insanity and pulled me back to the land of the living. And to that woman, I am eternally grateful.
Being obsessed can be a fantastic gift. Giving the focus you need to create something absolutely phenomenal. So when you feel obsession go with it and see what you can
must have it was the movie with beyonce never want to be obssessed with anyone or anything but God. Can take over a persons life, can be the ruining of someones life.
Brittany
I am obsessed with my cat Friend, moving out of my parents’ house and most of all, becoming the Julie who I’ll be able to say “damn she’s cool. What an amazing woman.” Also obsessed with tv, my ipod and looking good.
Julie
Sierra is obsessed with giving. That’s how Connor described his new girlfriend to me, his sister. At first I was like, whoa! What? Your new girlfriend is going to be the next Mother Teresa. Nice. NOT. Then when I got to thinking about it, I thought it might actually be nice – maybe Sierra would practice some of her giving on me.
Sarah Millard
Sierra was obsessed with giving. That’s how Connor described his new girlfriend to me, his sister. At first I was like, whoa? What? What’s that supposed to mean? You’re dating the next Mother Teresa. Nice. NOT. Then when I got to thinking about it, I thought it might be nice. You know, maybe she’ll practice her giving on me.
Sarah Millard
Obsessed. Bad memories. Chalk it up to being a immature teenager, I guess. I’m glad I’m no longer like that. Staying up late, waiting for a call that’s not going to come. Constantly checking facebook, pathetic really. It may have sucked, but it’s better now that’s it’s over.
Chuck
I just watched a documentary yesterday about a man obsessed with fiming his entire world around him. Then he became obsessed with becoming a graffiti artist. His whole entire focus became on making this one man art show. The gallery he created was a total hit. He is famous, sold millions, and his obsession became his reality…Mr. Brainwash.
edustory
crazy
boys
obsessive compulsive
stalkers
psychology
unusual
facebook
cellphone
social interactions
unusual behaviors
Dee
taylor swift mariah carey singing song with me why you wanna know? movie scary loving mix of both overused phrase is anyone really OCD compulsive disorder issue anxiety could i have it no definitely not maybe a little bit obsession love so much too many with jbiebs nahh
Ali
He walked through the house, obsessed with the thought of his wife. She had to be here. He’d just called her before the blasts hit. But how long ago was that? He lost time. He lost his wife. She had to be here somewhere. Then he saw it, the note on the fridge, “Jensen, went out for eggs. Be back in a jiffy!” Bath’s poured!
What if I lose it? How will I get to places I need to go? How will I communicate with the people I know? Some people say I’m tether but no more so than to my mouth, my brain. It’s my connection from the persona I’ve created. Am I obsessed?
Carrie Anne
many people are obsessed about some or the other thing and i am obsessed about fashion.it is something which intrigues me.it makes me smile, it is something which i love doing. looking at the fashion magazines, latest trend and similar stuff is my obsession
aks
i am obsessed with the love of God how wonderful he is how beautiful how good to me he is i wonder what the world would be like if everyone were as obsessed with him love honor would reighn the earth wouood expload with kindness it would ache with knowing the goodness that is god the wonderfulness of his slightless sigh the amazing grace he offers us every moment of every day you can tell today is sunday and my mind reaches out to grasp thoughts of god and life and rice crispes why did that thought enter my head well i guess god made rice crispees along with everything else what a spelling mess how wonderfull if it would just correct itself i am running out of thoughts and how long does this go on can i go on and on about my God my Lord my King my Holy One my Merciful Giant Beiing.
G.
Obsession plays through your mind constantly. Every scent on the street “reminds” you of them. Every voice causes you to look over your shoulder. The phone rings and you jump. “Is it him?” Someone tells a story. “Oh that reminds me of…” In reality
CG
I don’t know what to do with it… I must get this right. there is only one way to do this right. I’m sure about that. But i’m obsessed with obsessions. and o my …… my time is up. what must i do to do this right?
p
obsessed. ah. the right word for today.
and it’s too complicated to explain, because i’m becoming emotional about it.
just know, that i am obsessing over you and your oversimplifying things.
Jo
I am obsessed with food. Ima fattie i have to admit it and i love looking at it as well as eating it. my fav is a naija dish called efo with pounded yam, next to that would probably be ramen noodles cooked or dry. yea, ghetto living i eat dry noodles. but i need to find a career outta food cause it never going away, ever
Ehi
I am crazy about this boy jc almost OBSESSED! and sometimes i don’t think he likes me >:(
Maybe i have OCD who knows…
ryan
His hair, vibrant blue eyes, the sheer smell of him made me wild. The proximity of our bodies, and entangled limbs, his lips on mine. It was a moment, it was forever, it was my obsession. It was love.
I was obsessed with you but you didn’t even know it. Why? Because you were too busy being obsessed with him. But he was obsessed with her. And she was obsessed with… well, I’m sure it must have been somebody or other.
That’s how the world works, isn’t it?
Obsession can strike us for all kinds of reasons. It may be something we want to have, or something we want to achieve. It may involve another person – perhaps we want to be like them, or to be with them. Perhaps we are self obsessed – we want to be the best at everything. It’s never healthy to allow anything to reach obsession!
Susan
there is nothing less annoying and there is nothing more perfect. we love, we know, we obssess about. that is the only real thing that matters. the rest are dreams. and dreams make you see reality. make you see. fullstop.
S.
When John took one look at her he became obsessed by her evilness. It was a new emotion for him. He usually gravited toward the sweet girl next door. But this girl was different as she seemed to mock everything he stood for.
Rosemarie
i may be obsessed with eberything. because my everything is him. he is all. he is everything. he is the words i write, the songs i sing. the poetry i create. yes, i am. obsessed
Owbi Ann Reyes
you are my drug…
my addiction and it’s you that
i will kill for
hurt for
and die for..
you are my one desire…
Marc Richmond Camero
Crazy people. Usually just bitches obsessing over their men. I hate it, it drives me nuts. Sometimes I guess though you could call it an act of caring, but in other moments its just insanely creepy. Never leaving you alone, never stopping, never giving up. Watch out. Oh, ‘Obsessed’ is also a movie with Beyonce Knowles! But seriously, if you ever get to the point where you’re obsessed with someone… clean your act up… please?
Hillary
A single blade cut deep leaving a mark forever. Scars of missed chances and festering regrets will never be forgotten.
Obsessed. Obsessed is when you follow him home in the pouring rain, and when he won’t let you in you just sit on his step until he feels bad enough to give you a towel. Not bad enough to let you in, he doesn’t want you to think he’s obsessed with you. So you just kind of sit there obsessing over whether your hair still looks okay or your make-up is smudegy and get pretty perplexed….All you were trying to do was give him back the wallet he dropped??
I am obsessed with music. I love playing guitar. I am also obsessed with my career and my family.
Trisan Shrestha
I am obsessed with him. He is the only thing I can think about, night and day, he really is. I don’t know why but that’s the way it is. He is not that special, really not, but still he occupies my mind every minute of my day, and I can do nothing about it.
Kira
i woke up this morning and i saw a cat. it looked me in the eye and said: “ow, hello, good morn’, i just shat in yer corner” ow
I am always obsessed. One moment it’s about one thing the next it’s another. But one thing is for sure, I never stop being obsessed. Well that’s what I thought. As of recently I haven’t been obsessed and it’s killing me, somehow. I have nothing to do anymore. This is wrong but somehow I just need an obsession balance.
bad thing to be in. Reminds be of psychopaths, people with psychologicl diseases. On the other hand, it reminds me of good obsessions, obsession with work, obsession for perfection. All the great artists are obsessed with their interest.Good and bad to be obsessed.
urr
She loved him. She watched him daily intent on memorizing his route. His taste in music, movies, speaking patterns all memorized in the hopes one day he’d love her. He constantly looks for the shirt he lost not knowing it now resides in a locked chest in her room with a lock of his hair. Some call it being obsessed but her parents know its Bieber fever.
stuck on it, cant get away from it. I need more but could do with having less. can you help me find a way to extract more from what little i have
pedro
the need to always see something or do something. can alter your life completely.
Rebecca Price
I looked to my nightstand, then the canvas, then the nightstand again. Her picture was there, in a small frame I picked up at a garage sale. At her garage sale.
I stared at the picture, glued to it. So beautiful, with eyes that seemed never to end, a coy look to her that I could never seem to get right.
I glanced over at her cold body, posed upon the floor, then back to my canvas. I would capture that look, no matter how long it took…
I could have been obsessed with you. I wanted to be. You were everything I’d ever imagined I’d wanted, only you didn’t want to stay. But that’s your fault. That’s your fault and now you don’t get to know what it would have been like to have be obsessed with you – to have me in love with you. You don’t get to know my smiles or my touch. But that’s your fault. I’m not obsessed.
I was obsessed with all the words and i couldn’t get them out of my head and when i was obsessed i couldn’t think and all the world fell into disarray and began to pulsate and tighten and eat around the wormswords of reality until all i knew was a lie and all the gaps and people i filled in my life were no longer there and it was a whole because i had obsessed so much that it made all irrational thought make sense.
I was obsessed with a number that getting too high for my liking. Food began to disappear down the drain, into the trash can, down the toilet. Stories started to go around of how kind I was, always giving my food away. The number dropped low, low, low. Almost double digits. Wasn’t good enough. I had already dropped thirty pounds, and that wasn’t enough. I would starve myself at school only to head home and starve myself some more. I rounded it out with exercising, stunts that looked like just fun, stunts that left me exhausted after hours and hours of pounding away. I watched the number drop, I watched the fear in others grow, until someone reached through my growing insanity and pulled me back to the land of the living. And to that woman, I am eternally grateful.
Being obsessed can be a fantastic gift. Giving the focus you need to create something absolutely phenomenal. So when you feel obsession go with it and see what you can
must have it was the movie with beyonce never want to be obssessed with anyone or anything but God. Can take over a persons life, can be the ruining of someones life.
I am obsessed with my cat Friend, moving out of my parents’ house and most of all, becoming the Julie who I’ll be able to say “damn she’s cool. What an amazing woman.” Also obsessed with tv, my ipod and looking good.
Sierra is obsessed with giving. That’s how Connor described his new girlfriend to me, his sister. At first I was like, whoa! What? Your new girlfriend is going to be the next Mother Teresa. Nice. NOT. Then when I got to thinking about it, I thought it might actually be nice – maybe Sierra would practice some of her giving on me.
Sierra was obsessed with giving. That’s how Connor described his new girlfriend to me, his sister. At first I was like, whoa? What? What’s that supposed to mean? You’re dating the next Mother Teresa. Nice. NOT. Then when I got to thinking about it, I thought it might be nice. You know, maybe she’ll practice her giving on me.
Obsessed. Bad memories. Chalk it up to being a immature teenager, I guess. I’m glad I’m no longer like that. Staying up late, waiting for a call that’s not going to come. Constantly checking facebook, pathetic really. It may have sucked, but it’s better now that’s it’s over.
I just watched a documentary yesterday about a man obsessed with fiming his entire world around him. Then he became obsessed with becoming a graffiti artist. His whole entire focus became on making this one man art show. The gallery he created was a total hit. He is famous, sold millions, and his obsession became his reality…Mr. Brainwash.
crazy
boys
obsessive compulsive
stalkers
psychology
unusual
facebook
cellphone
social interactions
unusual behaviors
taylor swift mariah carey singing song with me why you wanna know? movie scary loving mix of both overused phrase is anyone really OCD compulsive disorder issue anxiety could i have it no definitely not maybe a little bit obsession love so much too many with jbiebs nahh
He walked through the house, obsessed with the thought of his wife. She had to be here. He’d just called her before the blasts hit. But how long ago was that? He lost time. He lost his wife. She had to be here somewhere. Then he saw it, the note on the fridge, “Jensen, went out for eggs. Be back in a jiffy!” Bath’s poured!
What if I lose it? How will I get to places I need to go? How will I communicate with the people I know? Some people say I’m tether but no more so than to my mouth, my brain. It’s my connection from the persona I’ve created. Am I obsessed?
many people are obsessed about some or the other thing and i am obsessed about fashion.it is something which intrigues me.it makes me smile, it is something which i love doing. looking at the fashion magazines, latest trend and similar stuff is my obsession
i am obsessed with the love of God how wonderful he is how beautiful how good to me he is i wonder what the world would be like if everyone were as obsessed with him love honor would reighn the earth wouood expload with kindness it would ache with knowing the goodness that is god the wonderfulness of his slightless sigh the amazing grace he offers us every moment of every day you can tell today is sunday and my mind reaches out to grasp thoughts of god and life and rice crispes why did that thought enter my head well i guess god made rice crispees along with everything else what a spelling mess how wonderfull if it would just correct itself i am running out of thoughts and how long does this go on can i go on and on about my God my Lord my King my Holy One my Merciful Giant Beiing.
Obsession plays through your mind constantly. Every scent on the street “reminds” you of them. Every voice causes you to look over your shoulder. The phone rings and you jump. “Is it him?” Someone tells a story. “Oh that reminds me of…” In reality
I don’t know what to do with it… I must get this right. there is only one way to do this right. I’m sure about that. But i’m obsessed with obsessions. and o my …… my time is up. what must i do to do this right?
obsessed. ah. the right word for today.
and it’s too complicated to explain, because i’m becoming emotional about it.
just know, that i am obsessing over you and your oversimplifying things.
I am obsessed with food. Ima fattie i have to admit it and i love looking at it as well as eating it. my fav is a naija dish called efo with pounded yam, next to that would probably be ramen noodles cooked or dry. yea, ghetto living i eat dry noodles. but i need to find a career outta food cause it never going away, ever
I am crazy about this boy jc almost OBSESSED! and sometimes i don’t think he likes me >:(
Maybe i have OCD who knows…
His hair, vibrant blue eyes, the sheer smell of him made me wild. The proximity of our bodies, and entangled limbs, his lips on mine. It was a moment, it was forever, it was my obsession. It was love.
I was obsessed with you but you didn’t even know it. Why? Because you were too busy being obsessed with him. But he was obsessed with her. And she was obsessed with… well, I’m sure it must have been somebody or other.
That’s how the world works, isn’t it?
Obsession can strike us for all kinds of reasons. It may be something we want to have, or something we want to achieve. It may involve another person – perhaps we want to be like them, or to be with them. Perhaps we are self obsessed – we want to be the best at everything. It’s never healthy to allow anything to reach obsession!
there is nothing less annoying and there is nothing more perfect. we love, we know, we obssess about. that is the only real thing that matters. the rest are dreams. and dreams make you see reality. make you see. fullstop.
When John took one look at her he became obsessed by her evilness. It was a new emotion for him. He usually gravited toward the sweet girl next door. But this girl was different as she seemed to mock everything he stood for.
i may be obsessed with eberything. because my everything is him. he is all. he is everything. he is the words i write, the songs i sing. the poetry i create. yes, i am. obsessed
you are my drug…
my addiction and it’s you that
i will kill for
hurt for
and die for..
you are my one desire…
Crazy people. Usually just bitches obsessing over their men. I hate it, it drives me nuts. Sometimes I guess though you could call it an act of caring, but in other moments its just insanely creepy. Never leaving you alone, never stopping, never giving up. Watch out. Oh, ‘Obsessed’ is also a movie with Beyonce Knowles! But seriously, if you ever get to the point where you’re obsessed with someone… clean your act up… please?
A single blade cut deep leaving a mark forever. Scars of missed chances and festering regrets will never be forgotten.
Obsessed. Obsessed is when you follow him home in the pouring rain, and when he won’t let you in you just sit on his step until he feels bad enough to give you a towel. Not bad enough to let you in, he doesn’t want you to think he’s obsessed with you. So you just kind of sit there obsessing over whether your hair still looks okay or your make-up is smudegy and get pretty perplexed….All you were trying to do was give him back the wallet he dropped??
I am obsessed with music. I love playing guitar. I am also obsessed with my career and my family.
I am obsessed with him. He is the only thing I can think about, night and day, he really is. I don’t know why but that’s the way it is. He is not that special, really not, but still he occupies my mind every minute of my day, and I can do nothing about it.
i woke up this morning and i saw a cat. it looked me in the eye and said: “ow, hello, good morn’, i just shat in yer corner” ow
I am always obsessed. One moment it’s about one thing the next it’s another. But one thing is for sure, I never stop being obsessed. Well that’s what I thought. As of recently I haven’t been obsessed and it’s killing me, somehow. I have nothing to do anymore. This is wrong but somehow I just need an obsession balance.
bad thing to be in. Reminds be of psychopaths, people with psychologicl diseases. On the other hand, it reminds me of good obsessions, obsession with work, obsession for perfection. All the great artists are obsessed with their interest.Good and bad to be obsessed.
She loved him. She watched him daily intent on memorizing his route. His taste in music, movies, speaking patterns all memorized in the hopes one day he’d love her. He constantly looks for the shirt he lost not knowing it now resides in a locked chest in her room with a lock of his hair. Some call it being obsessed but her parents know its Bieber fever.
stuck on it, cant get away from it. I need more but could do with having less. can you help me find a way to extract more from what little i have
the need to always see something or do something. can alter your life completely.
I looked to my nightstand, then the canvas, then the nightstand again. Her picture was there, in a small frame I picked up at a garage sale. At her garage sale.
I stared at the picture, glued to it. So beautiful, with eyes that seemed never to end, a coy look to her that I could never seem to get right.
I glanced over at her cold body, posed upon the floor, then back to my canvas. I would capture that look, no matter how long it took…