To be wanted in life is something I think everyone wants. There’s nothing worse than feeling alone and worthless and unwanted by others.
Yaz
I wanted you from the first glimpse out of the corner of my eye. I turned the corner with my buggy, and there you were, all wrapped in black and gold paper, like the little treasure you were. Beautiful chocolate!
Tess
Was a decent movie. Also its something alot of people want. I sometimes wish i was more wanted than I actually am, but it doesnt always work out that way does it. I wanted to use better punctuation here, but that also didnt work out. I wish she wanted me as much as I currently want her. Maybe it will work out after all
Jay
Wanted was a mediocre movie starring Morgan Freeman and Angelina Jolie. Also some guy played the main character. It broke physics a lot. Like a WHOLE lot.
Cameron
Everything. Every dream and hope.
All that I don’t have.
But everything a simpleton thinks they need.
Welcome to the American dream.
Rhiannon
i want you. what love what? i don’t understand
i want so many things do you want it? need it? MUST ABSOLUTELY HAVE IT? i want success. i want good grades. i want money, cars clothes hoes. to be successful. i want to do well in school. i want a great relationship with God. i want to love my life.
sarah
i am wanted. wanted by flesh and the law all the same, people fling themselves at me, desperate and wanting. needing. people need me, for bounty or for sex.
aj
i have always just wanted to be happy. that’s all i ask. i will continue to wait patiently.
paul
How it reminds me of precious times, lost in my childood with the young, how i miss them, and dearly wish to relive said times, but alas, i shan’t, or so i thought,’til that fateful day…
George
person who does criminal actions. Someone who is smart and devious and can plan for a long time. Someone very sexual and wants sex. Someone who may be crazy and wanted cause of previous crimes .
Hillary
you want to be wanted, needed, desired. it’s only normal.. a natural human desire. yet sometimes we can take it much too far.
b
He wanted the whole world at his feet. The world responded and made him rich. He looked at his possessions. He was so rich, enormously wealthy but he wanted more. He wanted to own half of America but his credit cards were not enough and he had to sell his Manhatten apartment.
Jeanette
i wanted to be the one you thought about when you imagined your life completed.
there’s nothing quite as beautiful as getting what you want without even trying.
jeffiner
I wanted so much to be an author, a witty well loved author.
ichia
I wanted to see JFK in the sixties. I was only 3 but I could talk then. I was too young to travel to Washington on my own. I have now discovered him. JFK, JFK. I whisper his name and he appears, flashbacks, a dozen JFK images,in a limo, walking through a crowd, and that amazing auburn hair and grin, still turning heads, 47 years later.
Jeanette
I wanted the world to always be JFK and more JFK. JFK was a president in the 60’s, now his memory is still with us. He is still around, although not in a pumping, flesh body. Jack still hums his “Man on the Moon” speech from the other side.
Jeanette
Jackie wanted to see JFK. He was busy texting Bobby at Palm Springs. “Bobby, meet me in the lobby at The Sheraton”. JFK slipped his expensive mobile into his back pocket and moved away from the window. It was a lovely day. The sun was shining as Jack slipped on his navy blazer with the USA crest. He was going to meet Jackie at Palm Springs airport.
Jeanette
i once was wanted. when i was young and pretty and could dance all night i was wanted. but now i am this old women, the shell of who i used to be. I wish i was still wanted…
sinead
i always wanted to be wanted. it brings up a lot of self-conscious memories, ones that require dusting off all of the terrible spiderwebs and finding the buried key to my feelings. why don’t i feel wanted? what would make me feel wanted? is this a necessary trait that everyone feels? what can i do about it?
esther
She wanted to see the most amazing man on the planet. He jumped out of a cream limo and rushed into the crowd. The Mexicans surrounded him. There was cheering going on. Jack got hit on the back twice. He smiled, shook hands and hugged a few people. The air was humming with jasmine and love. JFK was safe.
Jeanette
I wanted more than he could give, wanted more but couldn’t live so I died and didn’t have to worry about it anymore. What a shame, I never knew what the fuck I was supposed to be talking about, never knew his name and never thought about it. About love.
Karen Perry
I wanted to go to Annie Wright School more than anything else, and I’m making it happen! I am NOT giving up, no matter how unlikely this is. I’ve come waaaay too far.
me
sometimes people don’t feel wanted. I mean they feel unwanted. One friend of mine was complaining about it I I said to him: “Don’t worry, I love you.”
Anna Grahn
I couldn’t believe that she wanted that. I mean, there are things you might want to have, but how could she want that. It’s… unthinkable. I’d always respected her before, but this was just beyond me. I still can’t believe that she wanted to get that New Kids On The Block tribute album. The horrors! The horrors….
ethyachk
Millie wanted to see JFK. She had to see him. He suddenly came around a corner and bumped into her. She dropped her mobile and blushed. Jack bent down to retrieve it. “I believe this is yours”. Jack gave Millie her mobile. Their fingers brushed and a thrill went through Millie’s thumb. “Yes, thank you. You are JFK”. “Yep, I’m him. What can I do for you, young lady”?
Jeanette
I’ve never wanted anything more in my life than to find out what is causing this? Is this my fault for pushing you too hard? Is this your fault for letting me? What do we do now? It hasn’t stopped. Please make it stop.
Deb K
She wanted to see the commander-in-chief. How could she contact him? The limo cruised past her and there was Jack waving to the enthusiastic crowd. Suddenly he caught her eye and smiled.
He stood up and was going to wave when a secret service man shouted, “Jack, get down in the limo, sit”.
Jeanette
She wanted to get married in June. The date was set. Her hair was going to be plaited into a thousand braids in Ghana. The day was fast approaching. The red roses started to arrive by car. At least a thousand by the end of May. She asked the courier service to send them back but they refused and now she has too many roses for her special day.
Jeanette
She wanted to feel loved, to feel special. She put on her silk pink dress and danced on the patio. It was a windy day and her braids blew as she waltzed with Heinrich. She wanted to nibble the bowl of fresh strawberries but Heinrich kept pulling her into his arms!
Jeanette
seeking
seeing
thought
lost
found
losing senses of time in what vortex that is called the mind and I want I want I want I want I want.
Rebecca Behner
She wanted to make a movie about the late JFK. Where was she going to start? At his assassination, before or after, the aftermath, she looked through his bio. JFK had done outstanding work for the USA but she really did not know where to start, so she asked her dreams to assist her and they did.
Jeanette
She wanted everything – She wanted it all. Everything I ever wanted was staring me in the face. If we want too much, we lose our ability to decide… And then, what’s the point? But if we don’t want enough we never get what we want… Sigh.
MKR
When the rain started he could smell her. It was not the usuals smell. Not the perfume. It was something more… it was her blood he wanted.
Kamil
She wanted to see JFK. He was in The White House reciting a letter to his secretary. She heard the tapping of the typewriter and JFK’s Boston voice, “Start again, that is not what I said, type, the reason for this meeting is to draw attention to the plight of the people living on The Robin Crest Estate,they are my top priority”.
Jeanette
she wanted to take a word
some time
some love
and make a flower
wanting had never been so easy
perseverance had never been so hard
to love
to lose
to love once more
and now she is unsure as to what lies ahead
no more clear thoughts in her mind
now he thinks for her as time goes by
and these days she’s full of rhymes, but no more than what trails behind
her sea of thoughts unravels with her sanity
she is fined
andy Ell
She wanted to win The National Lottery. She put on a bet. Would she win? The chances of her winning were 40 to 1? She rushed to the lottery office and placed her bet. Would she be the winner? The numbers came up, 2,30,4,24,18 and 40. She fell to one side, amused that she had missed the lottery, yet again!!
Jeanette
the child was late in comming. the two had spent their life in anticipation and hope. but after 7 years of trying they had given up. and then the day came.
thomas
She wanted to see JFK. The coast was clear. JFK was walking with a towel and a pair of turtle shell sunglasses. It was a sweltering day in down town Boston. The woman approached JFK and attempted to hug him. “Who are you”? questioned JFK. A team of secret service men swooped down on the woman, tearing her away from JFK, as though she was unclean.
Jeanette
i have wanted you for so long
that now that i have you i am unknown
to the rest of my world i am a seeping pot
ready to boil over edge
for i know not is what to come
and i’ve missed you so
yet i see what is best for me now
take my tea and turn me into lava
for i will burn you with these wretched flames
andrea
She wanted to visit The White House. JFK was just entering the building, carrying a worn black brief case. His auburn hair was blowing in the wind. His tan was radiant as he turned the handle. “Jack”, a mystery lady shouted, “Can I see you for a minute”? JFK turned around and waved, “Perhaps later”?
To be wanted in life is something I think everyone wants. There’s nothing worse than feeling alone and worthless and unwanted by others.
I wanted you from the first glimpse out of the corner of my eye. I turned the corner with my buggy, and there you were, all wrapped in black and gold paper, like the little treasure you were. Beautiful chocolate!
Was a decent movie. Also its something alot of people want. I sometimes wish i was more wanted than I actually am, but it doesnt always work out that way does it. I wanted to use better punctuation here, but that also didnt work out. I wish she wanted me as much as I currently want her. Maybe it will work out after all
Wanted was a mediocre movie starring Morgan Freeman and Angelina Jolie. Also some guy played the main character. It broke physics a lot. Like a WHOLE lot.
Everything. Every dream and hope.
All that I don’t have.
But everything a simpleton thinks they need.
Welcome to the American dream.
i want you. what love what? i don’t understand
i want so many things do you want it? need it? MUST ABSOLUTELY HAVE IT? i want success. i want good grades. i want money, cars clothes hoes. to be successful. i want to do well in school. i want a great relationship with God. i want to love my life.
i am wanted. wanted by flesh and the law all the same, people fling themselves at me, desperate and wanting. needing. people need me, for bounty or for sex.
i have always just wanted to be happy. that’s all i ask. i will continue to wait patiently.
How it reminds me of precious times, lost in my childood with the young, how i miss them, and dearly wish to relive said times, but alas, i shan’t, or so i thought,’til that fateful day…
person who does criminal actions. Someone who is smart and devious and can plan for a long time. Someone very sexual and wants sex. Someone who may be crazy and wanted cause of previous crimes .
you want to be wanted, needed, desired. it’s only normal.. a natural human desire. yet sometimes we can take it much too far.
He wanted the whole world at his feet. The world responded and made him rich. He looked at his possessions. He was so rich, enormously wealthy but he wanted more. He wanted to own half of America but his credit cards were not enough and he had to sell his Manhatten apartment.
i wanted to be the one you thought about when you imagined your life completed.
there’s nothing quite as beautiful as getting what you want without even trying.
I wanted so much to be an author, a witty well loved author.
I wanted to see JFK in the sixties. I was only 3 but I could talk then. I was too young to travel to Washington on my own. I have now discovered him. JFK, JFK. I whisper his name and he appears, flashbacks, a dozen JFK images,in a limo, walking through a crowd, and that amazing auburn hair and grin, still turning heads, 47 years later.
I wanted the world to always be JFK and more JFK. JFK was a president in the 60’s, now his memory is still with us. He is still around, although not in a pumping, flesh body. Jack still hums his “Man on the Moon” speech from the other side.
Jackie wanted to see JFK. He was busy texting Bobby at Palm Springs. “Bobby, meet me in the lobby at The Sheraton”. JFK slipped his expensive mobile into his back pocket and moved away from the window. It was a lovely day. The sun was shining as Jack slipped on his navy blazer with the USA crest. He was going to meet Jackie at Palm Springs airport.
i once was wanted. when i was young and pretty and could dance all night i was wanted. but now i am this old women, the shell of who i used to be. I wish i was still wanted…
i always wanted to be wanted. it brings up a lot of self-conscious memories, ones that require dusting off all of the terrible spiderwebs and finding the buried key to my feelings. why don’t i feel wanted? what would make me feel wanted? is this a necessary trait that everyone feels? what can i do about it?
She wanted to see the most amazing man on the planet. He jumped out of a cream limo and rushed into the crowd. The Mexicans surrounded him. There was cheering going on. Jack got hit on the back twice. He smiled, shook hands and hugged a few people. The air was humming with jasmine and love. JFK was safe.
I wanted more than he could give, wanted more but couldn’t live so I died and didn’t have to worry about it anymore. What a shame, I never knew what the fuck I was supposed to be talking about, never knew his name and never thought about it. About love.
I wanted to go to Annie Wright School more than anything else, and I’m making it happen! I am NOT giving up, no matter how unlikely this is. I’ve come waaaay too far.
sometimes people don’t feel wanted. I mean they feel unwanted. One friend of mine was complaining about it I I said to him: “Don’t worry, I love you.”
I couldn’t believe that she wanted that. I mean, there are things you might want to have, but how could she want that. It’s… unthinkable. I’d always respected her before, but this was just beyond me. I still can’t believe that she wanted to get that New Kids On The Block tribute album. The horrors! The horrors….
Millie wanted to see JFK. She had to see him. He suddenly came around a corner and bumped into her. She dropped her mobile and blushed. Jack bent down to retrieve it. “I believe this is yours”. Jack gave Millie her mobile. Their fingers brushed and a thrill went through Millie’s thumb. “Yes, thank you. You are JFK”. “Yep, I’m him. What can I do for you, young lady”?
I’ve never wanted anything more in my life than to find out what is causing this? Is this my fault for pushing you too hard? Is this your fault for letting me? What do we do now? It hasn’t stopped. Please make it stop.
She wanted to see the commander-in-chief. How could she contact him? The limo cruised past her and there was Jack waving to the enthusiastic crowd. Suddenly he caught her eye and smiled.
He stood up and was going to wave when a secret service man shouted, “Jack, get down in the limo, sit”.
She wanted to get married in June. The date was set. Her hair was going to be plaited into a thousand braids in Ghana. The day was fast approaching. The red roses started to arrive by car. At least a thousand by the end of May. She asked the courier service to send them back but they refused and now she has too many roses for her special day.
She wanted to feel loved, to feel special. She put on her silk pink dress and danced on the patio. It was a windy day and her braids blew as she waltzed with Heinrich. She wanted to nibble the bowl of fresh strawberries but Heinrich kept pulling her into his arms!
seeking
seeing
thought
lost
found
losing senses of time in what vortex that is called the mind and I want I want I want I want I want.
She wanted to make a movie about the late JFK. Where was she going to start? At his assassination, before or after, the aftermath, she looked through his bio. JFK had done outstanding work for the USA but she really did not know where to start, so she asked her dreams to assist her and they did.
She wanted everything – She wanted it all. Everything I ever wanted was staring me in the face. If we want too much, we lose our ability to decide… And then, what’s the point? But if we don’t want enough we never get what we want… Sigh.
When the rain started he could smell her. It was not the usuals smell. Not the perfume. It was something more… it was her blood he wanted.
She wanted to see JFK. He was in The White House reciting a letter to his secretary. She heard the tapping of the typewriter and JFK’s Boston voice, “Start again, that is not what I said, type, the reason for this meeting is to draw attention to the plight of the people living on The Robin Crest Estate,they are my top priority”.
she wanted to take a word
some time
some love
and make a flower
wanting had never been so easy
perseverance had never been so hard
to love
to lose
to love once more
and now she is unsure as to what lies ahead
no more clear thoughts in her mind
now he thinks for her as time goes by
and these days she’s full of rhymes, but no more than what trails behind
her sea of thoughts unravels with her sanity
she is fined
She wanted to win The National Lottery. She put on a bet. Would she win? The chances of her winning were 40 to 1? She rushed to the lottery office and placed her bet. Would she be the winner? The numbers came up, 2,30,4,24,18 and 40. She fell to one side, amused that she had missed the lottery, yet again!!
the child was late in comming. the two had spent their life in anticipation and hope. but after 7 years of trying they had given up. and then the day came.
She wanted to see JFK. The coast was clear. JFK was walking with a towel and a pair of turtle shell sunglasses. It was a sweltering day in down town Boston. The woman approached JFK and attempted to hug him. “Who are you”? questioned JFK. A team of secret service men swooped down on the woman, tearing her away from JFK, as though she was unclean.
i have wanted you for so long
that now that i have you i am unknown
to the rest of my world i am a seeping pot
ready to boil over edge
for i know not is what to come
and i’ve missed you so
yet i see what is best for me now
take my tea and turn me into lava
for i will burn you with these wretched flames
She wanted to visit The White House. JFK was just entering the building, carrying a worn black brief case. His auburn hair was blowing in the wind. His tan was radiant as he turned the handle. “Jack”, a mystery lady shouted, “Can I see you for a minute”? JFK turned around and waved, “Perhaps later”?