there’s levels, many more than what inception was talking about. you want levels? you have to go down there yourself. screw 3, 4 levels. you can go deeper. you’re the only thing holding yourself back. you can go as deep as you like, and when you get… there, you’ll understand why they don’t want you knowing about it. hush, now, baby, go to sleep. I’ll be there.
you are on the same level as i am. i want to get as high as you are. sorry i am in love with you. shit. but why wont you feel the same way? its not as thought i cant make you love me anymore, its just that i dont trust you as i should. dear love you make my heart drop.drop drop.
when i think of level, i think of balance. of how i wish so badly, that i was balanced. i wish i was good in school and had the ability to be everything my parents never were. i wish i had a level head and wasnt so angry all the time, but sometime my anger reaches a new level.
come down to my level, or should I just come up to yours? We’re never on the same level are we? whether it comes to work or play we just can’t seem to see the same. Can’t w
level headed. I wish i was level headed. im not. im crazy. i go off emotion. i dont always think clearly. I am helter skelter. i am not even keel. i think crazy, innane thoughts. i cant string together enough consciousness to make sense of my life.
The level of experiencing life that I want to reach is something that I wish I could describe. I would love to have a concrete plan, a list of goals, a to do list for reaching the level of happiness that I want.
Level 12. I was on level 12. I couldnt believe this. I was the king of the geeks. I m naid I will scream in to the woi am inside the worlds first real lif video game and im on level 12 baby.
Keep trying to get on my level. You cannot.
Some frustrate me as they are wrong on so many levels.
Stress level is continually increasing.
But, I have a level head.
Ten points, level up. I win. :)
Level?
No not quite.
Goddamnit.
Dont worry about it, we’ll get it.
Itd be easier if you didnt crash through the goddamned wall all the time.
Dude, not my fault. I didnt ask for superhuman drunk strength.
Each level increases in difficulty. There are three, all of which will test your strength, stamina and attitude towards fear. Good luck, be safe, and return home for supper.
I am usually a level headed person. But with my cheater ex-boyfriend I am cannot be. I love him and it seems like that’s all that matters even though he’s an asshole and a douche bag. I am in love with the asshole douche bag and I don’t think I’ll be happy and not angry for a long long long time
There are many levels in the warehouse. On the bottom level there are biological experiments, on the level above that, programming viruses for war, and on the level above that, genius social media marketers attempting to create embarassing pages for our enemies on Facebook.
I am not on level with anyone that I think I should be on level with.
I’m not on level with my mom, nor my father, nor my step father.
Is it really me who’s not on level?
Or is it them?
Am I the one who’s wrong?
Or not?
We’re both
on a rooftop
looking across
through the horizon,
toward a face
that’s not quite clear
since we last met.
The sun rises
and sets less and less,
the snow fall white,
covering us
in our frozen time,
waiting for our faces
to be shapes,
lines connecting us
to each other
like we wants were
with our eyes locked,
opening a secret vault
to happiness.
get on my level! I shouted as i raced up the steps, my brother and his GI Joes trailing behind me. what do you want?!?!?! I screamed at him as he hit the top steps. I’m on your level now, he replied in a cool, calm tone. Steaming, I grabbed his toy and threw it back down the stairs.
Mario! Luigi! Wario! Yoshi! Go eat cake with Princess Peach! Oh no, they have been kidnapped into the pictures, even though that doesn’t make sense. Oh well, jump into them and do random stuff to get them out.
a level is something you have to achieve. a higher leveled player is more experienced and regarded as better than a lower player. In most games, higher leveled players have more objects and privileges.
Levels. Up, down, sideways, backwards, forwards. Levels are everywhere. We work to achieve, to get higher. To get better. To goo up a level. But never down.
There are several different levels of everything. There are levels of video games, levels of comprehension in school, levels of maturity, levels in structures and building. People use “level” in all different ways, like in phrases such as “Get on my level.” You can also make something straight by leveling it.
I think of even. Is it level? Is it balanced? Will it look straight?
Going to the next level? That’s an important one. I’m totally ready for the next level in life. Or I tell myself that anyways.
movin’ on up.
Level. Even. Straightened out and fair. Everyone’s on the same level. That’s what we like to pretend, anyway. If everything is equal then we’re all good people. But that’s not the case, is it?
Level can be either something that means something or just a word.I see it as a goal to a place where you don’t know where you are going. My level is my level.I like it.I wish i can tell everyone else’s level.We don’t see that.Thats the mystery of life.
Im going to keep a level head in the situation. I have to keep going.
Keep it simple. It needs to be a balanced decision that is good for both people. Level. Like a balancing act. I dunoo. But yeah. Level up. A new obstacle brings about a new opportunity to level up. Well, yeah. I dont now what to right about anymore.
“Get off your pedestal! You aren’t that special, Vivian! Stop thinking you are a level above everyone else! You’re just normal, mediocre, at best. You will never be a star like Ms. Holcomb.” The words of Mrs. Dawson clawed at Vivian’s heart. She prided herself for being the best dancer at Gordon’s School of Dance. But Vivian Carmichael was not the best dancer. Ginny Holcomb had swooped gracefully in and stolen her spotlight.
level is a palindrome. it looks like an owl to me, with big eyes, flapping wings, and a small nose. I think it’s a beautiful word when you look at it big like this. I never noticed any of these things before. It’s a pretty word.
The top. Go to the bottom, sure. Work your way up and you just might make a friend or two along the way. Stay where you are, you’ll never know what lays ahead. So go ahead. Leap up and jump for joy. Who knows what’s on the next level.
this reminds me of buildings and video games and elevators. i like how the word is a palindrome. i never realized that until i looked at it like this. it kind of seems to say evil in it, and it kind of looks like a face.
There are buildings that forget their concrete floor. Buildings that reach up and up and then with one glorious second fall down into themselves. One can’t build too many levels on such weak thing. Stability is key.
my head is never level it is always out of balance with a pin brick there and a brick over here. It’s crazy how things never stay in line no matter how precise you try to make them. Somehow something shifts the balance and once again my head is not level!.
Oh so many levels! I see stairs running up and down the chain where hamsters run their wheels. We are all caught up in the system where one just wants to get that little bit higher to wear a better suit, to gain a bit more respect… whilst leaving our values, our humanness on the ground floor.
I am the champion of the freaking world no one is on my level because im a flying freaking unicorn losers! Just kidding I love yall even thought I dont know you, and but im still on a higher level then yall because im an epic faced ballon animal! that eats donkeys!!! yeaaa. You know I am awesome!
THEY TOLD ME TO KEEP LEVEL HEADED. LEVEL HEADED? WHAT EXACTLY WAS LEVEL SUPPOSED TO MEAN? TABLE? STORY? EVERYthHNG I HAVE (OR HAD) HAS FALLEN OFF MY LEVEL. I FAILED.
I finally reached the final level. The boss seems to be a giant squirrel. Piece of cake. Before, I finish this off, I better get a potion and *ahhhh*. That’s one heavy squirrel..
makes sure tables are flat so your card castles wont blow over so easily
next level in a videogame
level-headedness is key in videogames
there’s levels, many more than what inception was talking about. you want levels? you have to go down there yourself. screw 3, 4 levels. you can go deeper. you’re the only thing holding yourself back. you can go as deep as you like, and when you get… there, you’ll understand why they don’t want you knowing about it. hush, now, baby, go to sleep. I’ll be there.
you are on the same level as i am. i want to get as high as you are. sorry i am in love with you. shit. but why wont you feel the same way? its not as thought i cant make you love me anymore, its just that i dont trust you as i should. dear love you make my heart drop.drop drop.
when i think of level, i think of balance. of how i wish so badly, that i was balanced. i wish i was good in school and had the ability to be everything my parents never were. i wish i had a level head and wasnt so angry all the time, but sometime my anger reaches a new level.
come down to my level, or should I just come up to yours? We’re never on the same level are we? whether it comes to work or play we just can’t seem to see the same. Can’t w
Up. Ding Up. Ding Stop. Shhhhuf. Tmp, tmp. Shhhhuf. Up. Ding. Up. Ding.
level headed. I wish i was level headed. im not. im crazy. i go off emotion. i dont always think clearly. I am helter skelter. i am not even keel. i think crazy, innane thoughts. i cant string together enough consciousness to make sense of my life.
The level of experiencing life that I want to reach is something that I wish I could describe. I would love to have a concrete plan, a list of goals, a to do list for reaching the level of happiness that I want.
Level 12. I was on level 12. I couldnt believe this. I was the king of the geeks. I m naid I will scream in to the woi am inside the worlds first real lif video game and im on level 12 baby.
We are re-doing our kitchen. I stole the level and played with it so the trim ended up crooked. My mom was mad.
Keep trying to get on my level. You cannot.
Some frustrate me as they are wrong on so many levels.
Stress level is continually increasing.
But, I have a level head.
Ten points, level up. I win. :)
Level?
No not quite.
Goddamnit.
Dont worry about it, we’ll get it.
Itd be easier if you didnt crash through the goddamned wall all the time.
Dude, not my fault. I didnt ask for superhuman drunk strength.
Each level increases in difficulty. There are three, all of which will test your strength, stamina and attitude towards fear. Good luck, be safe, and return home for supper.
I am usually a level headed person. But with my cheater ex-boyfriend I am cannot be. I love him and it seems like that’s all that matters even though he’s an asshole and a douche bag. I am in love with the asshole douche bag and I don’t think I’ll be happy and not angry for a long long long time
There are many levels in the warehouse. On the bottom level there are biological experiments, on the level above that, programming viruses for war, and on the level above that, genius social media marketers attempting to create embarassing pages for our enemies on Facebook.
I am not on level with anyone that I think I should be on level with.
I’m not on level with my mom, nor my father, nor my step father.
Is it really me who’s not on level?
Or is it them?
Am I the one who’s wrong?
Or not?
We’re both
on a rooftop
looking across
through the horizon,
toward a face
that’s not quite clear
since we last met.
The sun rises
and sets less and less,
the snow fall white,
covering us
in our frozen time,
waiting for our faces
to be shapes,
lines connecting us
to each other
like we wants were
with our eyes locked,
opening a secret vault
to happiness.
get on my level! I shouted as i raced up the steps, my brother and his GI Joes trailing behind me. what do you want?!?!?! I screamed at him as he hit the top steps. I’m on your level now, he replied in a cool, calm tone. Steaming, I grabbed his toy and threw it back down the stairs.
Mario! Luigi! Wario! Yoshi! Go eat cake with Princess Peach! Oh no, they have been kidnapped into the pictures, even though that doesn’t make sense. Oh well, jump into them and do random stuff to get them out.
I leveled up
and knocked you
out.
kissed you and
let you drown.
tell me another lie.
balance
how many
when
where
how
why
who
wins
?
a level is something you have to achieve. a higher leveled player is more experienced and regarded as better than a lower player. In most games, higher leveled players have more objects and privileges.
Levels. Up, down, sideways, backwards, forwards. Levels are everywhere. We work to achieve, to get higher. To get better. To goo up a level. But never down.
There are several different levels of everything. There are levels of video games, levels of comprehension in school, levels of maturity, levels in structures and building. People use “level” in all different ways, like in phrases such as “Get on my level.” You can also make something straight by leveling it.
I think of even. Is it level? Is it balanced? Will it look straight?
Going to the next level? That’s an important one. I’m totally ready for the next level in life. Or I tell myself that anyways.
movin’ on up.
Level. Even. Straightened out and fair. Everyone’s on the same level. That’s what we like to pretend, anyway. If everything is equal then we’re all good people. But that’s not the case, is it?
Level can be either something that means something or just a word.I see it as a goal to a place where you don’t know where you are going. My level is my level.I like it.I wish i can tell everyone else’s level.We don’t see that.Thats the mystery of life.
Im going to keep a level head in the situation. I have to keep going.
Keep it simple. It needs to be a balanced decision that is good for both people. Level. Like a balancing act. I dunoo. But yeah. Level up. A new obstacle brings about a new opportunity to level up. Well, yeah. I dont now what to right about anymore.
“Get off your pedestal! You aren’t that special, Vivian! Stop thinking you are a level above everyone else! You’re just normal, mediocre, at best. You will never be a star like Ms. Holcomb.” The words of Mrs. Dawson clawed at Vivian’s heart. She prided herself for being the best dancer at Gordon’s School of Dance. But Vivian Carmichael was not the best dancer. Ginny Holcomb had swooped gracefully in and stolen her spotlight.
level is a palindrome. it looks like an owl to me, with big eyes, flapping wings, and a small nose. I think it’s a beautiful word when you look at it big like this. I never noticed any of these things before. It’s a pretty word.
The top. Go to the bottom, sure. Work your way up and you just might make a friend or two along the way. Stay where you are, you’ll never know what lays ahead. So go ahead. Leap up and jump for joy. Who knows what’s on the next level.
I use a level to make sure the paintings on the wall are straight with one another.
I am not always level-headed.
My husband is almost never. Hehe. Okay- so he is.
I am teaching a new grade level and subject this year. It’s going to be very interesting.
I think this level of interaction is perfect for my students!
this reminds me of buildings and video games and elevators. i like how the word is a palindrome. i never realized that until i looked at it like this. it kind of seems to say evil in it, and it kind of looks like a face.
There are buildings that forget their concrete floor. Buildings that reach up and up and then with one glorious second fall down into themselves. One can’t build too many levels on such weak thing. Stability is key.
my head is never level it is always out of balance with a pin brick there and a brick over here. It’s crazy how things never stay in line no matter how precise you try to make them. Somehow something shifts the balance and once again my head is not level!.
Oh so many levels! I see stairs running up and down the chain where hamsters run their wheels. We are all caught up in the system where one just wants to get that little bit higher to wear a better suit, to gain a bit more respect… whilst leaving our values, our humanness on the ground floor.
I am the champion of the freaking world no one is on my level because im a flying freaking unicorn losers! Just kidding I love yall even thought I dont know you, and but im still on a higher level then yall because im an epic faced ballon animal! that eats donkeys!!! yeaaa. You know I am awesome!
THEY TOLD ME TO KEEP LEVEL HEADED. LEVEL HEADED? WHAT EXACTLY WAS LEVEL SUPPOSED TO MEAN? TABLE? STORY? EVERYthHNG I HAVE (OR HAD) HAS FALLEN OFF MY LEVEL. I FAILED.
I finally reached the final level. The boss seems to be a giant squirrel. Piece of cake. Before, I finish this off, I better get a potion and *ahhhh*. That’s one heavy squirrel..
place
plain
idiot
troll
baby
scary
duck
father
reading
horrible
nobody
this
is
totally
stupid
and
if
you
scare
me
i
will
sue
you
for
all
that
you
own