They’re driving me away, driving me to the edge of the cliff. Should i hurl myself off of the edge? Should i dive into the sea? Should i turn back and beg forgiveness? So many questions need answering, but they keep on driving me back. Driving me away.
Today is my first day taking the boat out at work. I am good at driving it, but I do sometimes get nervous. I am a lobsterman, but have been an intern for the past few months. The captain is retiring soon, and I am going to be taking over.
The other day I was driving in my car and it reminded me of the time Alyssa and I went to Quicktrip all those times during last school year and sang together and listened to that one song that I can’t think of, oh wait, it’s called shake me down by cage the elephant and we would listen to it over and over and over again and it was like we got in my car just to listen to it, not to drive anywhere.
i want to drive i love cars i want a cute car jealous of brionas ahahaha. driving is so convenient for me. i get job and money. license, i have my permit now. driving wastes gas. gas is important. money. wheels. 1960
“You drive me crazy”… the common phrase AND a Britney Spears song. That’s what first comes to mind for me. And I guess the actual physical driving a car aspect of it. There are so many things in life that can drive someone crazy. People, things, events… people. Everyone gets on everyone else’s nerves. That’s a fact and I don’t think that will ever change in society. So many people have so many different opinions and quite a few of those people don’t care to listen to the other side. That’s where the term “you drive me crazy” comes from I would guess. That, and when opposite sexes (or not) tend to confuse one another in love.
Most of the time I drive to get away from something that is haunting my mind. Driving is one of the only times I am truly alone with my thoughts, and that in itself, can be terrifying. The mind can wander to wondrous places while driving on that back road…alone.
i do not have a car, but i do enjoy driving. i haven’t had a car for over a year or so. but my aunt let’s me drive hers for whatever is necessary. i found out yesterday that i have a new job and i feel that i will be driving again very soon. well, first, i’m gonna have to get a car. other than that… my son is always driving me crazy. :D
I went driving today. Got stuck in the car for 8 hours…or maybe it was 4. Boston to L.A. to New York. I could have been anywhere. I went out to find you. Where did you go? The stars wouldn’t tell me, so I asked the sun. The clouds came in and rain did not lead me there. So, I came back. You were where you always were.
i love driving. it makes me so happy when i can just roll down the windows, blast my music and be free and happy. music is what keeps me going, what I listen to before work, after work and just relax to, and this mainly happens when I’m driving. To be able to get to and from where I want to go is one of the most important things.
one word means that you have the decision to go on adventures and you can let your imagination free from it’s chain that society thrusts upon us. One word means that you’re fine just the way you are to be who you are. It’s just one word. Use it.
I love to drive my car. It relieves stress, unless I’m driving with other people in the car, then it makes me nervous and its hard to concentrate. I hate pulling out of parking spaces too, because I am always to afraid that the front of my car is going to hit the car behind me. I guess my car is really fat haha
It’s when he feels most at home. The familiar feel and scent and sound of the car. The scenery passing by in a rush outside the window. And he’s not alone here. There’s blaring music and off-key singing and glances and smiles every now and then. He can’t help but to feel safe there, even if absolutely nothing is safe outside.
I don’t like driving at all. I hate it, in fact. I’m afraid of it. I have the strongest fear of it. Too much responsibility underneath me. I don’t want to attempt to control something like that.
She was driven. She always had been. She wanted more, more than anybody in her entire little town.
And now, she’d made it. She was, officially, a triple threat.
When she smiled, they smiled.
Did they see it, too? Did anybody see the way her smile didn’t reach into her eyes? Did anyone know she felt empty? Like she was missing something?
Driving.
I’m not that age yet. I hope this year I get straight A’s so I can go to driver’s ed. Ugh, fuck. I seriously want to get my license already. I just want to drive around town, listen to music, sing my heart out, with my friend in the passenger seat. That’s what I want to do.
saadeh abu nassif, a great man who died in a motorcycle accident. i started dreading seeing holes on the street. was that what killed him or the fact that he didnt give much value to his life?
driving away all the monsters and demons. Hoping to take the next exit to somewhere or something or someone. There has to be something better. Will power to get to it, at least. And a full tank of gas ’cause right now I’m running on empty. All that is left are the fumes of my family and friends.
A drubbing while driving is a serious thing to be receiving. Make sure, at all times, to be prepared for such an encumbrance, as it could cause you many unharms. For example, a drubbing while driving could inhibit further drinking ability, as one’s mouth would be in a state of disarray. What a debacle that would be!
I swear, she is driving me nuts. Just a little road trip, she said. But guess what, I don’t really count a cross-country jaunt as a little road trip. I’m going to possibly kill her and dump the body, if she doesn’t quit her backseat driving.
I couldn’t stop; couldn’t turn around or look back. I had to keep my eyes on the road, my eyes on the future. No rests or breaks; no time for any of that. All I could do was keep driving. All I could do was keep imagining that he was at the end of my next turn, and if I got there, he would finally be in view.
This is the third time I’ve gotten this word. It’s making me angry. Hulk smash when are angry kittens poop magic unicorn turd-bows……
DRIVING is DRIVING me crazy. And..s.tuf and things and I wish I had a pony. Because ponies are pretty and stuff. I LIKE DOGS. Dogs drive in cars and go vroom and woof.
driving in a car. drunk driving kills. so does texting. i love driving around town at night when the stars are out and to see the beautiful sky only when its not cloudy haha i like going on road trips too! its all so fun and we wouldnt be able to do that without driving! and you can get lost
in the car so fast, fast and furious, i love driving, it feels so good when the wind hits your hair and you face, and then you think about everything you want to do in life. Driving is a great activity to let you neurones work and relax and think and live. Love driving.
Im thinking about driving right now. I havent drivven in ever. I used to drive with my uncle. We went alot of places. That made me happy. I miss being that happy. I wasnt insanely happy though. But happy.
driving is annoying i hate doing it most of the time. i hate traffic, stop lights, stop signs, the way other drivers merge. the experience most of the time sucks. It isn’t fun.
i love to drive, i don’t just enjoy it but take inspiration from it. When i drive my car I have myself to myself and my thoughts to myself. I love listening to music in the car and just going places, especiialy new places.
Driving down the road in the rain and snow is really beautiful. The rain drops catch on the windows and swim across the glass. While driving in the snow, it looks like you are in a spaceship like the Enterprise and just went into warp. :) It is really lovely when it is raining and snowing while the sun is out. The snow looks like glitter while drifting down to the ground. :)
Driving is a good time to reflect. There’s the metaphor of driving through life, passing certain things by while other things pass you, as well as a journey with multiple exits and options to choose from. You have to stay focused and remember where you want to go or you risk getting lost.
My neighbor at work is driving me insane. why choose to be so angry all the time, talk so loud, and tear down your co workers? She seems so unhappy, and somehow after a week next to her, so am I!
i like driving. my dad takes me driving usually on sundays. Sometimes I drive on busy streets or to a park but not always. I finally got my permit, so now i can drive with someone that’s eighteen years old or older. In decemeber i will be able to drive. Finally. Life will be so much easier when i can drive.
They’re driving me away, driving me to the edge of the cliff. Should i hurl myself off of the edge? Should i dive into the sea? Should i turn back and beg forgiveness? So many questions need answering, but they keep on driving me back. Driving me away.
driving, something i wish to do in the future. for now i am too young, and plus it seems kind of complicated and i’m kind of scared but, can do it!
Today is my first day taking the boat out at work. I am good at driving it, but I do sometimes get nervous. I am a lobsterman, but have been an intern for the past few months. The captain is retiring soon, and I am going to be taking over.
The other day I was driving in my car and it reminded me of the time Alyssa and I went to Quicktrip all those times during last school year and sang together and listened to that one song that I can’t think of, oh wait, it’s called shake me down by cage the elephant and we would listen to it over and over and over again and it was like we got in my car just to listen to it, not to drive anywhere.
i want to drive i love cars i want a cute car jealous of brionas ahahaha. driving is so convenient for me. i get job and money. license, i have my permit now. driving wastes gas. gas is important. money. wheels. 1960
“You drive me crazy”… the common phrase AND a Britney Spears song. That’s what first comes to mind for me. And I guess the actual physical driving a car aspect of it. There are so many things in life that can drive someone crazy. People, things, events… people. Everyone gets on everyone else’s nerves. That’s a fact and I don’t think that will ever change in society. So many people have so many different opinions and quite a few of those people don’t care to listen to the other side. That’s where the term “you drive me crazy” comes from I would guess. That, and when opposite sexes (or not) tend to confuse one another in love.
I ALREADY WROTE ABOUT THIS WORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Most of the time I drive to get away from something that is haunting my mind. Driving is one of the only times I am truly alone with my thoughts, and that in itself, can be terrifying. The mind can wander to wondrous places while driving on that back road…alone.
i do not have a car, but i do enjoy driving. i haven’t had a car for over a year or so. but my aunt let’s me drive hers for whatever is necessary. i found out yesterday that i have a new job and i feel that i will be driving again very soon. well, first, i’m gonna have to get a car. other than that… my son is always driving me crazy. :D
I went driving today. Got stuck in the car for 8 hours…or maybe it was 4. Boston to L.A. to New York. I could have been anywhere. I went out to find you. Where did you go? The stars wouldn’t tell me, so I asked the sun. The clouds came in and rain did not lead me there. So, I came back. You were where you always were.
i love driving. it makes me so happy when i can just roll down the windows, blast my music and be free and happy. music is what keeps me going, what I listen to before work, after work and just relax to, and this mainly happens when I’m driving. To be able to get to and from where I want to go is one of the most important things.
one word means that you have the decision to go on adventures and you can let your imagination free from it’s chain that society thrusts upon us. One word means that you’re fine just the way you are to be who you are. It’s just one word. Use it.
I love to drive my car. It relieves stress, unless I’m driving with other people in the car, then it makes me nervous and its hard to concentrate. I hate pulling out of parking spaces too, because I am always to afraid that the front of my car is going to hit the car behind me. I guess my car is really fat haha
In a car is a privilege I have never fully appreciated until I had none. Now I respect it beyond the simple movement from one place to another.
It’s when he feels most at home. The familiar feel and scent and sound of the car. The scenery passing by in a rush outside the window. And he’s not alone here. There’s blaring music and off-key singing and glances and smiles every now and then. He can’t help but to feel safe there, even if absolutely nothing is safe outside.
I don’t like driving at all. I hate it, in fact. I’m afraid of it. I have the strongest fear of it. Too much responsibility underneath me. I don’t want to attempt to control something like that.
She was driven. She always had been. She wanted more, more than anybody in her entire little town.
And now, she’d made it. She was, officially, a triple threat.
When she smiled, they smiled.
Did they see it, too? Did anybody see the way her smile didn’t reach into her eyes? Did anyone know she felt empty? Like she was missing something?
Driving.
I’m not that age yet. I hope this year I get straight A’s so I can go to driver’s ed. Ugh, fuck. I seriously want to get my license already. I just want to drive around town, listen to music, sing my heart out, with my friend in the passenger seat. That’s what I want to do.
saadeh abu nassif, a great man who died in a motorcycle accident. i started dreading seeing holes on the street. was that what killed him or the fact that he didnt give much value to his life?
driving away all the monsters and demons. Hoping to take the next exit to somewhere or something or someone. There has to be something better. Will power to get to it, at least. And a full tank of gas ’cause right now I’m running on empty. All that is left are the fumes of my family and friends.
A drubbing while driving is a serious thing to be receiving. Make sure, at all times, to be prepared for such an encumbrance, as it could cause you many unharms. For example, a drubbing while driving could inhibit further drinking ability, as one’s mouth would be in a state of disarray. What a debacle that would be!
driving along,
that same old story repeats
the car, the bike
both tend to disappear
someday the driving
will not be the same
the car, the bike
will guide somewhere else
I swear, she is driving me nuts. Just a little road trip, she said. But guess what, I don’t really count a cross-country jaunt as a little road trip. I’m going to possibly kill her and dump the body, if she doesn’t quit her backseat driving.
I couldn’t stop; couldn’t turn around or look back. I had to keep my eyes on the road, my eyes on the future. No rests or breaks; no time for any of that. All I could do was keep driving. All I could do was keep imagining that he was at the end of my next turn, and if I got there, he would finally be in view.
This is the third time I’ve gotten this word. It’s making me angry. Hulk smash when are angry kittens poop magic unicorn turd-bows……
DRIVING is DRIVING me crazy. And..s.tuf and things and I wish I had a pony. Because ponies are pretty and stuff. I LIKE DOGS. Dogs drive in cars and go vroom and woof.
Driving along a lonely countryside road, the sun splintering the air, gleaming between branches dressed in emerald green.
driving in a car. drunk driving kills. so does texting. i love driving around town at night when the stars are out and to see the beautiful sky only when its not cloudy haha i like going on road trips too! its all so fun and we wouldnt be able to do that without driving! and you can get lost
in the car so fast, fast and furious, i love driving, it feels so good when the wind hits your hair and you face, and then you think about everything you want to do in life. Driving is a great activity to let you neurones work and relax and think and live. Love driving.
Im thinking about driving right now. I havent drivven in ever. I used to drive with my uncle. We went alot of places. That made me happy. I miss being that happy. I wasnt insanely happy though. But happy.
driving is annoying i hate doing it most of the time. i hate traffic, stop lights, stop signs, the way other drivers merge. the experience most of the time sucks. It isn’t fun.
“don’t you see?driving a spaceship through non-time means seeing the present in all it’s different forms. “
i love to drive, i don’t just enjoy it but take inspiration from it. When i drive my car I have myself to myself and my thoughts to myself. I love listening to music in the car and just going places, especiialy new places.
steering wheel. accelerate. cruising. licence. fun. crashing. we so excited. which seat can i take? car. scooter. bus. truck. van. batmobile.
Driving down the road in the rain and snow is really beautiful. The rain drops catch on the windows and swim across the glass. While driving in the snow, it looks like you are in a spaceship like the Enterprise and just went into warp. :) It is really lovely when it is raining and snowing while the sun is out. The snow looks like glitter while drifting down to the ground. :)
“don’t you see? driving a spaceship through non time gives one the ability to see the present in all it’s different forms.”
Driving is a good time to reflect. There’s the metaphor of driving through life, passing certain things by while other things pass you, as well as a journey with multiple exits and options to choose from. You have to stay focused and remember where you want to go or you risk getting lost.
I love driving. I could drive for days on end as long as I was able to speed. My record, Columbus, OH to Atlanta GA in 6.3 HRS. Haha, I was flying.
My neighbor at work is driving me insane. why choose to be so angry all the time, talk so loud, and tear down your co workers? She seems so unhappy, and somehow after a week next to her, so am I!
Poop is in my piece of cake now :charliesheen: I’m bored…. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- Ok I give up not baby….. OK JUST SHUT UP!
i like driving. my dad takes me driving usually on sundays. Sometimes I drive on busy streets or to a park but not always. I finally got my permit, so now i can drive with someone that’s eighteen years old or older. In decemeber i will be able to drive. Finally. Life will be so much easier when i can drive.