it was wrong and i knew it. but something like this doesnt happen for no reason. he was there, and i was there, and i refused to ignore that, nepalese fiance be dammed. as i sank into his arms again, his drunken breath heavy on my neck, all i could do was picture her face and think…sorry sweetie.
Jennifer
if you want to be the wind then come sweep me up and run through my body, hot and thick or cold and frigid. i just need you to breathe into me. my lungs are caving.
Maybe what I did was wrong. I felt awful every time. I even cried, like, seriously, I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t really happy with you, either. I just wanted more of you. I wanted to Anis Mojgani you. You want to be the wind.
Everything is wrong. Can I cry now? Because I know no matter how hard I try, everything goes wrong. Sitting in the room by myself, feeling irritated over myself. What can I do? I need someone by my side, yet I want people to leave me alone. How ironic.
Truth and untruth. Wrong? Complicated issue, really. I keep thinking of the confusion of time. Wrong is an individuation. You individuate in the moment, you say “Not correct”. Give it time, friend, give it time…
we are all wrong. if everyone is right then we are all wrong. if some one tells you they are right, they are wrong and always will be. by admitting you are wrong, you are wronged. by saying you are right, you are wrong. there was only one man who was right. and he died thirty years ago.
wrong is to right what i am to you. you are the sun while i am the moon, we are both wrong in a way but you’re wrong in my way; my perception is everything, and i am right. you, simply put, are wrong.
what I did was wrong, I feel like crap.
I kissed a guy, who had a girlfriend. its not like I meant to, it just happened and now nothing feels the same.
I wake up and I go to bed thinking about him, I hate it.
Emily
wrong way down a one way street
late to see a girl i was supposed to meet
regretting that stop made to grab a coffee
knowing she was the one who could set me free
thomas
Her mother had always taught her that just because it was easy doesnt make it right. in fact the easy ways can sometimes be so wrong. she had to learn that the hard way though.
Is it so wrong to be strong? To be tall? To be independent? Why can’t I be loved for all the things I am? Why do I have to fit your standards of what is “good” and “bad.” I hate not feeling good enough. Feeling wrong. Feeling unloved.
Danielle
it wasn’t wrong what she was doing, she was sure. it just wasn’t exactly right either. and of course, it was the easy way out. theres always next time?
There was a time when we did not know wrong, what was wrong or we did not have the idea or knowledge of wrong, we could not conceive to do something that would stray from what is right. Wrong was a void, but is there a right if there is no wrong?
It’s wrong to fight about things that don’t matter as a cover for things that do. Just be honest about it. Honest with yourself, and honest with the other person and find out–dig deep if you have to–and talk about what’s really wrong. Listen, forgive and then listen some more and rejoice. Life’s too short to fight about crap that does not matter.
Kathy
There’s nothing wrong in stepping out of your comfort zone. Sure, it could be scary- but thats what life is about. Not scaring yourself, trying new things. Staying home cooped up is not a life, but going out and learning what the world has to offer is.
Erin
a yellow submarine swam along the sea. along the side of its body was wrong. it never had a quest, never had a destination. what was so wrong about that? life is so planned, so scheduled. i wish i could be that yellow submarine. traveling along the sea. free. free. free.
You are wrong, with your hearth you love someone that is wrong, I am the right the light you are looking for, just open your eyes and tell me that you love me too.
Geraldine
there was this boy. his name was wrong. he never did anything right. he never turned right. he never thought anything right. he was wrong in every way. he loved a girl. her name was choice. love. wrong and choice. he realized very quickly he could never love her right.
Lindsey Schaefer
I don’t want to sleep.
I want to see the sunrise.
I want to hear this music
until I die.
I want to sit
and enjoy his company.
And just be.
Finally
see what I was missing before.
I was wrong.
It’s really funny how some people can think this is so wrong. To me, it’s just natural.
Andora
I was wrong when i hurt you. I was wrong that I did actually do it. There’s nothing wrong in being wrong? It’s a part pf being human. That’s a part of life, to be wrong sometimes. And to stand up and correct it afterward.
Ryan H
it is wrong to eat anything with peanut butter except jelly. and waffles. and nutella. and chocolate chips. so maybe it’s wrong to eat jelly with anything except peanut butter. and bread. and toast. are those the same thing? is there anything else jelly can go with? guess not.
I can’t believe that i said the worst thing to my best friend.
“You’re so wrong about this!” she retorted as she stood up, prepared to leave.
“No, I’m right, I’ve always been right!” I answered stubbornly.
It was only when she walked away then I realised that what I had said did not make any sense.
sandaye
Wrong is a word that has become what truly is right in today’s society. For example, it is wrong to talk of Christ during Christmas; however, in reality it’s the right thing to do.
There of in the distant I see a man, with a coat. The coat is long and black, it covers your thin calfs. Calfs that you use to run with, but no matter how far you run I will be there, taunting you.
everything. I don’t what else to write. Everything is wrong and right at the same time Looking at this word I envision a frowny emoticon. Not sure that I just spelled frowny right but whatever. When will the sixty seconds be up? I have not tim e for spell check.
I just cheated the system. By clicking the back button I get another 60 seconds. I didn’t mean to do this, but hey, whatever. This is my first time on this website.
Thanks, Stumbleapon.
elyse
right, bad, love, hate, kill, fat, skeleton, lies, fuck you, betrayal, zombies, kissing without him
Lindsey George
I am not wrong. I just have a different opinion. If I am wrong then I don’t care. I can learn something.
Wrong is so many things. I wish I could just forget about them all. The song Wrong by Depeche Mode is stuck in my head now. Fuck stupid word associations.
I think the word wrong is the color dark silver. Or graphite-colored. WROOOOOOOOOOONG
Wrongness is the legacy of the human race. We cannot escape it. We are constantly wrong. We are so wrong it seems right sometimes. Or most times. We will always have some degree of it, no matter how right we get. It is a constant.
Kristen
who said things are wrong? nothing is wrong if its right for one person. no one can be told something is wrong if they are taught its right. it makes no sense. in reality everything is right, possibly just different to other people based on culture, religion, and environment.
jennie
So wrong. So wrong it’s almost right. It is spelled rong. Why?
Wang Ying
wrong is to right as shoe is to hand.
thats a bad example.
maybe thats why so many people have a hard time getting it right.
him leaving, there is no reason to end it. things are perfect, the distance wont ruin what is meant to be. why let circumstance outweigh depth of emotion?
k
I’ve been wrong, all along. When I told myself so many years ago that I’m destined to be alone, it was just my bitterness at the world talking. I should have known that it wasn’t in my cards, and that all the roads in my life would eventually lead me to you. Thank Goddess for being wrong.
I was wrong not to study for finals. Instead I did random stuff all day and now I am going to get everything WRONG on my test tomorrow. YAY for me! I love being wrong. I def made the wrong decision today. Always good news.
Trish
It’s all wrong. This cannot be happening. I swear, just yesterday my life was perfect. Just a couple hours ago I didn’t have any problems. Well I guess there has to be a cutoff point somewhere… What am I going to do?
he wasn’t wrong for doing what he did. i was wrong for not telling him it hurt me. he still loved me and i knew it. but i didn’t want to admit that i still loved him. i was wrong. i should have admitted it. i should have told him. i should have known that i could’ve stopped myself from being hurt.
Lauren
What is being wrong? Is there actually a particular thing that distinguishes between right and wrong? In this day and age, with many different viewpoints, lifestyles, and ways of thinking, is it appropriate and all-encompassing to say that something is right or wrong? Or does it change depending on who is saying it?
it was wrong and i knew it. but something like this doesnt happen for no reason. he was there, and i was there, and i refused to ignore that, nepalese fiance be dammed. as i sank into his arms again, his drunken breath heavy on my neck, all i could do was picture her face and think…sorry sweetie.
if you want to be the wind then come sweep me up and run through my body, hot and thick or cold and frigid. i just need you to breathe into me. my lungs are caving.
Maybe what I did was wrong. I felt awful every time. I even cried, like, seriously, I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t really happy with you, either. I just wanted more of you. I wanted to Anis Mojgani you. You want to be the wind.
Everything is wrong. Can I cry now? Because I know no matter how hard I try, everything goes wrong. Sitting in the room by myself, feeling irritated over myself. What can I do? I need someone by my side, yet I want people to leave me alone. How ironic.
is it wrong that you’ve consumed so much of me? is it wrong that i’ve let myself be part of you game? if so, who’s in the wrong? you? or me?
ijustneedaplacetorantabouthowmuchimissyoulikereallyfuckingmissyoui’vebeenmissingyouforayearandahalfnowandthisseparationisn’tmakingyoulovememore
Truth and untruth. Wrong? Complicated issue, really. I keep thinking of the confusion of time. Wrong is an individuation. You individuate in the moment, you say “Not correct”. Give it time, friend, give it time…
we are all wrong. if everyone is right then we are all wrong. if some one tells you they are right, they are wrong and always will be. by admitting you are wrong, you are wronged. by saying you are right, you are wrong. there was only one man who was right. and he died thirty years ago.
wrong is to right what i am to you. you are the sun while i am the moon, we are both wrong in a way but you’re wrong in my way; my perception is everything, and i am right. you, simply put, are wrong.
what I did was wrong, I feel like crap.
I kissed a guy, who had a girlfriend. its not like I meant to, it just happened and now nothing feels the same.
I wake up and I go to bed thinking about him, I hate it.
wrong way down a one way street
late to see a girl i was supposed to meet
regretting that stop made to grab a coffee
knowing she was the one who could set me free
Her mother had always taught her that just because it was easy doesnt make it right. in fact the easy ways can sometimes be so wrong. she had to learn that the hard way though.
Is it so wrong to be strong? To be tall? To be independent? Why can’t I be loved for all the things I am? Why do I have to fit your standards of what is “good” and “bad.” I hate not feeling good enough. Feeling wrong. Feeling unloved.
it wasn’t wrong what she was doing, she was sure. it just wasn’t exactly right either. and of course, it was the easy way out. theres always next time?
There was a time when we did not know wrong, what was wrong or we did not have the idea or knowledge of wrong, we could not conceive to do something that would stray from what is right. Wrong was a void, but is there a right if there is no wrong?
It’s wrong to fight about things that don’t matter as a cover for things that do. Just be honest about it. Honest with yourself, and honest with the other person and find out–dig deep if you have to–and talk about what’s really wrong. Listen, forgive and then listen some more and rejoice. Life’s too short to fight about crap that does not matter.
There’s nothing wrong in stepping out of your comfort zone. Sure, it could be scary- but thats what life is about. Not scaring yourself, trying new things. Staying home cooped up is not a life, but going out and learning what the world has to offer is.
a yellow submarine swam along the sea. along the side of its body was wrong. it never had a quest, never had a destination. what was so wrong about that? life is so planned, so scheduled. i wish i could be that yellow submarine. traveling along the sea. free. free. free.
You are wrong, with your hearth you love someone that is wrong, I am the right the light you are looking for, just open your eyes and tell me that you love me too.
there was this boy. his name was wrong. he never did anything right. he never turned right. he never thought anything right. he was wrong in every way. he loved a girl. her name was choice. love. wrong and choice. he realized very quickly he could never love her right.
I don’t want to sleep.
I want to see the sunrise.
I want to hear this music
until I die.
I want to sit
and enjoy his company.
And just be.
Finally
see what I was missing before.
I was wrong.
It’s really funny how some people can think this is so wrong. To me, it’s just natural.
I was wrong when i hurt you. I was wrong that I did actually do it. There’s nothing wrong in being wrong? It’s a part pf being human. That’s a part of life, to be wrong sometimes. And to stand up and correct it afterward.
it is wrong to eat anything with peanut butter except jelly. and waffles. and nutella. and chocolate chips. so maybe it’s wrong to eat jelly with anything except peanut butter. and bread. and toast. are those the same thing? is there anything else jelly can go with? guess not.
I can’t believe that i said the worst thing to my best friend.
“You’re so wrong about this!” she retorted as she stood up, prepared to leave.
“No, I’m right, I’ve always been right!” I answered stubbornly.
It was only when she walked away then I realised that what I had said did not make any sense.
Wrong is a word that has become what truly is right in today’s society. For example, it is wrong to talk of Christ during Christmas; however, in reality it’s the right thing to do.
There of in the distant I see a man, with a coat. The coat is long and black, it covers your thin calfs. Calfs that you use to run with, but no matter how far you run I will be there, taunting you.
everything. I don’t what else to write. Everything is wrong and right at the same time Looking at this word I envision a frowny emoticon. Not sure that I just spelled frowny right but whatever. When will the sixty seconds be up? I have not tim e for spell check.
I just cheated the system. By clicking the back button I get another 60 seconds. I didn’t mean to do this, but hey, whatever. This is my first time on this website.
Thanks, Stumbleapon.
right, bad, love, hate, kill, fat, skeleton, lies, fuck you, betrayal, zombies, kissing without him
I am not wrong. I just have a different opinion. If I am wrong then I don’t care. I can learn something.
Wrong is so many things. I wish I could just forget about them all. The song Wrong by Depeche Mode is stuck in my head now. Fuck stupid word associations.
I think the word wrong is the color dark silver. Or graphite-colored. WROOOOOOOOOOONG
Wrongness is the legacy of the human race. We cannot escape it. We are constantly wrong. We are so wrong it seems right sometimes. Or most times. We will always have some degree of it, no matter how right we get. It is a constant.
who said things are wrong? nothing is wrong if its right for one person. no one can be told something is wrong if they are taught its right. it makes no sense. in reality everything is right, possibly just different to other people based on culture, religion, and environment.
So wrong. So wrong it’s almost right. It is spelled rong. Why?
wrong is to right as shoe is to hand.
thats a bad example.
maybe thats why so many people have a hard time getting it right.
him leaving, there is no reason to end it. things are perfect, the distance wont ruin what is meant to be. why let circumstance outweigh depth of emotion?
I’ve been wrong, all along. When I told myself so many years ago that I’m destined to be alone, it was just my bitterness at the world talking. I should have known that it wasn’t in my cards, and that all the roads in my life would eventually lead me to you. Thank Goddess for being wrong.
I was wrong not to study for finals. Instead I did random stuff all day and now I am going to get everything WRONG on my test tomorrow. YAY for me! I love being wrong. I def made the wrong decision today. Always good news.
It’s all wrong. This cannot be happening. I swear, just yesterday my life was perfect. Just a couple hours ago I didn’t have any problems. Well I guess there has to be a cutoff point somewhere… What am I going to do?
he wasn’t wrong for doing what he did. i was wrong for not telling him it hurt me. he still loved me and i knew it. but i didn’t want to admit that i still loved him. i was wrong. i should have admitted it. i should have told him. i should have known that i could’ve stopped myself from being hurt.
What is being wrong? Is there actually a particular thing that distinguishes between right and wrong? In this day and age, with many different viewpoints, lifestyles, and ways of thinking, is it appropriate and all-encompassing to say that something is right or wrong? Or does it change depending on who is saying it?