Wonderwall, my favorite song. A song about loving someone and hoping that they can save you from yourself. Sung from the heart. I’ve always loved this song. I used to run to it until I stopped running to music, preferring my own thoughts instead. Maybe that’s the wonder. Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. Because after all, you’re my wonderwall…
Wonder. This word reminds me of Aladdin. You know, like the Cave of Wonder and junk. Aladdin is an amazing movie. I love Aladdin. And he’s pretty hot for a cartoon boy. And a street rat. Nice hair though.
Brittany
I wonder why it is
That when I wander
I feel less alone than when I have a destination
And I wonder why it is
That when I am in solitude
I feel less alone
Than when I am one in a population of hundreds
Mac
to astonish, something unbelievable. To think about, question.
As I looked at it, all else was pushed from my mind by some invisible and all encompassing force. My own being seemed eclipsed by its wonder. A baby is born.
I wonder what happened to Mel, Inali thought to himself as he walked through the maze of halls in the hospital, Did she die in here? or is she still out there somewhere?
Tanya
Wonder. Like the Seven World Wonders?
Beautiful.
That’s really all wondering is. The beauty of what is and will become from the depths of our minds.
Cori Jo
i wonder what it would be like if i didnt have to try so hard in school. i would be a completely different person. different morals, differently oriented, different outlooks on life and people. i would be based on the experiences i went through, my emotions and reactions to things, not a college resume; grades, clubs, sports etc. imagine doing everything because you like it, not because it looks good or you want to impress some random person youve never met.
amelia
i wonder if we are going to turn into more than best friends… i wonder if we are going to fall in love like they always do in the movies… i wonder if one day he will grow up and get down on one knee for me… i wonder if we will build our lives together… i wonder if we will grow old by each others’ side…
I wonder sometimes about my future, what I’m going to do… etc. Normally it is filled with dreams of being an actor or writing but then it always comes crashing down with realization that writing gets so tedious and acting requires not only loads of luck and talent but being poor too.
Ted Stripes
I wonder where we’re going. Not that it’s an especially relevant question. I am entirely alone here in the trunk of this car, and helpless. There is no one to save me, no way to get information. It doesn’t matter anymore where we’re going. What matters is what happens when we get there, and I already know the answer to that question…
Elizabeth Nelson
I wonder where I’ve been.
I don’t think i’ll ever find myself.
I wonder where all the lost hopes and dreams go.
I don’t think we’ll ever find them.
I wonder where it’ll end.
I don’t think I want to find out.
Sabrina Martinez
I wonder why I put up with shit every day. Why I don’t get laid and do drugs. Wondering makes you question yourself and that makes you grow. Ohh fuck it call your dealer and have some fun. I wonder how much he charges now?
John F. Gallagher
I wonder when I shall be free again. I wonder when your eyes shall gaze upon this soul. I wonder about this wonder of wonders that is you.
Vineet Kumar
I wonder why do people hurt others. Why do they steal. Why do they cheat. Why do they kill. Why do they hate. I guess we were just born human. And humans can be an ugly thing sometimes.
Lindsey
I wonder sometimes why the sky is blue. I know the scientific reason, of course. It doesn’t take a genius to “google”. But why blue? Why should the sun shine when I feel like rain? Why not grey? Why is there no thunder when the voices pound around me? Why is there no darkness…Am I free? There must be a disconnect between the inner world and that without.
I wonder what the world holds for me. If it is success, who will I share it with? If it is failure, what other opportunities will she give me? Life is very simple, you just have to wait for her to happen.
amazement, disbelief, awe, mouth opening, eyebrow raising, wonder. the complete and total wonder of it all. that there are still wonders in this world.
Rocky
Often I wonder.
I wonder about love,
about lust and why,
oh why oh why,
are they more often than not confused.
Tell me you love me,
then tell me why you only want me,
and then tell me that’s
not some fucked up version of lust.
Often I wonder.
i like wonder it’s so cool. i wonder what’s going to happen with wmonder and blah blab blah
Perry
I wonder, its frightening leaving now is that the right thing? I wonder it scares me, but who the hell am I if I don´t even try, I´m not a coward, I will try and move on and no body will frighten me again, as I go through life and wonder.
stephanie Ruffinengo
once she had been something to reckon with, something all the others of her kind would wonder at. and then she’d died. he’d promised she wouldn’t, but she did. and that was against all the rules.
And everything was going to the beat. Everyone was going through their practiced routine. And I wondered if I could get out of the loop and try something different. I was done sacrificing my happiness for repeat offenders. I was sick of petty problems. I needed change, and I needed it now.
are you as happy as you seem?
why do you make me want to scream?
why do i feel like i’m alone?
when i call why don’t you answer the phone?
where can i find some peace of mind?
how do i break these ties that bind?
why do i still feel regret?
how can i start to forget?
i wonder…
random
I wonder what it’ll be like to drink a full cup of black coffee without sugar, milk, or cream. I hate the raw bitterness of it. I hate the lasting taste that lingers like a foreigner in your mouth.
Rachel Chung
he sits, and sits but never stands. not for himself or anyone else. it’s amazing how stuck he’s become in his world of stone, immersed in himself. alone, on his own with his thoughts his only company.
It really is a wonder how we can put so much faith into a singular person that doesn’t even realize that our heart is in their hands. It’s a wonder how we can trust them so much when we don’t know how they’ll act in the slightest. It really is a wonder how open to pain we are.
Wonder is in a child’s mind. A child wonder’s about everything they gain new wonder every day and keep wondering what they can learn more. An adult is the only thing that will stop a child’s wonder. Be a child.
Jenny
I wonder what is out there. What is it that we are here for? What is the purpose behind all of this? I wonder why I do the things I do. Why I think the things I think. Why, why, why? I wonder about the universe and I wonder about the bugs in the ground.
Sara
It was amazing to me, how she could keep living that way. 8 boys, husband off to war, just a tiny plot of land and some corn and that was it. But she said, “Jesus is all I need; who else knew my name before I was born?” And it was that trust that led her through her life, and that love for the One who loved her before she came to be.
Curiosity gets the better of her, and she sets her shoulder to the double doors and pushes with all her might. They open onto a field of summer flowers and sunshine, blue skies and warm green grass, and all she can do is wonder how something like this is possible in the dead of winter in a house older than her grandfather.
i wonder
what would it be like
to be loved
to love someone
more than they could love me
i wonder
is that all?
i wonder…
if i ll ever be happy
not pretend-happy
but truly happy
Niraj Agrawal
I wonder about a lot of things but mostly I wonder about the future. Specifically, you and my future. I wonder if you’ll be in it. God knows I want you to be, but I don’t logically think that you CAN be. This used to make me sad (it still does make me sad) but I think that it might be a good thing.
anna
It was wonder. I had never seen anything like it. The whole world looked like a diamond, shining in the moon. I had only ever seen wintertime in the movies. This was differemt though. I could smell winter. I could feel it.
Doug jensen
i wonder wonder who, i wonder who, who wrote the book of looooooooooooove. that is the music i grew up listening to. we had 1 radio station and it just played 50’s music and i LOVED it. used to wish i grew up in that era….
Shauna Moss
The pure, bright eyed imagination of a child. Laying in the grass staring at fluff balls of poodles and elephants floating past in a clear hue sky. Trusting the magician has harnessed magic.
Diane Jobe
Sometimes I wonder of the great darkness within me, I heard a word to describe it: “toska”-a longing for somewhere, someone or something. It is a thing which will shape me forever.
Connall
I wonder about a lot of things. I wonder what motivates people to do the things they. I wonder how the complexities of history have conspired to arrive us at our current conditions. And maybe most importantly, I wonder what will unfold before us. As a race I hope that we have the ability to paint the beautiful picture I imagine. But truthfully, I think our artistic skills may prove lacking in the end.
Natasha
El secreto es maravillarse con cualquier cosa, por mínima que sea, porque estarás viendo algo único que no encontraras en otra parte del universo.
i wonder how far the road will go, where it would lead to and what kind of people live on the side of the road, what they wear what they eat, how their life is, and how the make merry, how they live their life is? I wonder.
Wonderwall, my favorite song. A song about loving someone and hoping that they can save you from yourself. Sung from the heart. I’ve always loved this song. I used to run to it until I stopped running to music, preferring my own thoughts instead. Maybe that’s the wonder. Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. Because after all, you’re my wonderwall…
Wonder. This word reminds me of Aladdin. You know, like the Cave of Wonder and junk. Aladdin is an amazing movie. I love Aladdin. And he’s pretty hot for a cartoon boy. And a street rat. Nice hair though.
I wonder why it is
That when I wander
I feel less alone than when I have a destination
And I wonder why it is
That when I am in solitude
I feel less alone
Than when I am one in a population of hundreds
to astonish, something unbelievable. To think about, question.
As I looked at it, all else was pushed from my mind by some invisible and all encompassing force. My own being seemed eclipsed by its wonder. A baby is born.
I wonder what happened to Mel, Inali thought to himself as he walked through the maze of halls in the hospital, Did she die in here? or is she still out there somewhere?
Wonder. Like the Seven World Wonders?
Beautiful.
That’s really all wondering is. The beauty of what is and will become from the depths of our minds.
i wonder what it would be like if i didnt have to try so hard in school. i would be a completely different person. different morals, differently oriented, different outlooks on life and people. i would be based on the experiences i went through, my emotions and reactions to things, not a college resume; grades, clubs, sports etc. imagine doing everything because you like it, not because it looks good or you want to impress some random person youve never met.
i wonder if we are going to turn into more than best friends… i wonder if we are going to fall in love like they always do in the movies… i wonder if one day he will grow up and get down on one knee for me… i wonder if we will build our lives together… i wonder if we will grow old by each others’ side…
I wonder sometimes about my future, what I’m going to do… etc. Normally it is filled with dreams of being an actor or writing but then it always comes crashing down with realization that writing gets so tedious and acting requires not only loads of luck and talent but being poor too.
I wonder where we’re going. Not that it’s an especially relevant question. I am entirely alone here in the trunk of this car, and helpless. There is no one to save me, no way to get information. It doesn’t matter anymore where we’re going. What matters is what happens when we get there, and I already know the answer to that question…
I wonder where I’ve been.
I don’t think i’ll ever find myself.
I wonder where all the lost hopes and dreams go.
I don’t think we’ll ever find them.
I wonder where it’ll end.
I don’t think I want to find out.
I wonder why I put up with shit every day. Why I don’t get laid and do drugs. Wondering makes you question yourself and that makes you grow. Ohh fuck it call your dealer and have some fun. I wonder how much he charges now?
I wonder when I shall be free again. I wonder when your eyes shall gaze upon this soul. I wonder about this wonder of wonders that is you.
I wonder why do people hurt others. Why do they steal. Why do they cheat. Why do they kill. Why do they hate. I guess we were just born human. And humans can be an ugly thing sometimes.
I wonder sometimes why the sky is blue. I know the scientific reason, of course. It doesn’t take a genius to “google”. But why blue? Why should the sun shine when I feel like rain? Why not grey? Why is there no thunder when the voices pound around me? Why is there no darkness…Am I free? There must be a disconnect between the inner world and that without.
I wonder what the world holds for me. If it is success, who will I share it with? If it is failure, what other opportunities will she give me? Life is very simple, you just have to wait for her to happen.
amazement, disbelief, awe, mouth opening, eyebrow raising, wonder. the complete and total wonder of it all. that there are still wonders in this world.
Often I wonder.
I wonder about love,
about lust and why,
oh why oh why,
are they more often than not confused.
Tell me you love me,
then tell me why you only want me,
and then tell me that’s
not some fucked up version of lust.
Often I wonder.
i like wonder it’s so cool. i wonder what’s going to happen with wmonder and blah blab blah
I wonder, its frightening leaving now is that the right thing? I wonder it scares me, but who the hell am I if I don´t even try, I´m not a coward, I will try and move on and no body will frighten me again, as I go through life and wonder.
once she had been something to reckon with, something all the others of her kind would wonder at. and then she’d died. he’d promised she wouldn’t, but she did. and that was against all the rules.
And everything was going to the beat. Everyone was going through their practiced routine. And I wondered if I could get out of the loop and try something different. I was done sacrificing my happiness for repeat offenders. I was sick of petty problems. I needed change, and I needed it now.
are you as happy as you seem?
why do you make me want to scream?
why do i feel like i’m alone?
when i call why don’t you answer the phone?
where can i find some peace of mind?
how do i break these ties that bind?
why do i still feel regret?
how can i start to forget?
i wonder…
I wonder what it’ll be like to drink a full cup of black coffee without sugar, milk, or cream. I hate the raw bitterness of it. I hate the lasting taste that lingers like a foreigner in your mouth.
he sits, and sits but never stands. not for himself or anyone else. it’s amazing how stuck he’s become in his world of stone, immersed in himself. alone, on his own with his thoughts his only company.
It really is a wonder how we can put so much faith into a singular person that doesn’t even realize that our heart is in their hands. It’s a wonder how we can trust them so much when we don’t know how they’ll act in the slightest. It really is a wonder how open to pain we are.
Wonder is in a child’s mind. A child wonder’s about everything they gain new wonder every day and keep wondering what they can learn more. An adult is the only thing that will stop a child’s wonder. Be a child.
I wonder what is out there. What is it that we are here for? What is the purpose behind all of this? I wonder why I do the things I do. Why I think the things I think. Why, why, why? I wonder about the universe and I wonder about the bugs in the ground.
It was amazing to me, how she could keep living that way. 8 boys, husband off to war, just a tiny plot of land and some corn and that was it. But she said, “Jesus is all I need; who else knew my name before I was born?” And it was that trust that led her through her life, and that love for the One who loved her before she came to be.
Curiosity gets the better of her, and she sets her shoulder to the double doors and pushes with all her might. They open onto a field of summer flowers and sunshine, blue skies and warm green grass, and all she can do is wonder how something like this is possible in the dead of winter in a house older than her grandfather.
i wonder
what would it be like
to be loved
to love someone
more than they could love me
i wonder
is that all?
i wonder…
if i ll ever be happy
not pretend-happy
but truly happy
I wonder about a lot of things but mostly I wonder about the future. Specifically, you and my future. I wonder if you’ll be in it. God knows I want you to be, but I don’t logically think that you CAN be. This used to make me sad (it still does make me sad) but I think that it might be a good thing.
It was wonder. I had never seen anything like it. The whole world looked like a diamond, shining in the moon. I had only ever seen wintertime in the movies. This was differemt though. I could smell winter. I could feel it.
i wonder wonder who, i wonder who, who wrote the book of looooooooooooove. that is the music i grew up listening to. we had 1 radio station and it just played 50’s music and i LOVED it. used to wish i grew up in that era….
The pure, bright eyed imagination of a child. Laying in the grass staring at fluff balls of poodles and elephants floating past in a clear hue sky. Trusting the magician has harnessed magic.
Sometimes I wonder of the great darkness within me, I heard a word to describe it: “toska”-a longing for somewhere, someone or something. It is a thing which will shape me forever.
I wonder about a lot of things. I wonder what motivates people to do the things they. I wonder how the complexities of history have conspired to arrive us at our current conditions. And maybe most importantly, I wonder what will unfold before us. As a race I hope that we have the ability to paint the beautiful picture I imagine. But truthfully, I think our artistic skills may prove lacking in the end.
El secreto es maravillarse con cualquier cosa, por mínima que sea, porque estarás viendo algo único que no encontraras en otra parte del universo.
i wonder how far the road will go, where it would lead to and what kind of people live on the side of the road, what they wear what they eat, how their life is, and how the make merry, how they live their life is? I wonder.