It’s something truely necessary for when you are tripping. You can’t just go to trave without it . It’s essential. Reminds me off traveling. You can loose it sometimes.
Laura de santis
i was in the crowded city with loads of other people. they were holding their baggage in hand as they wished that they were at home.
irelyn want
I could love you easily if your baggage was the kind that could be left on the spinning conveyer belt of the claim. Grin your crinkly grin at me and say it ain’t so.
Ella Emma Em
I left my baggage on the platform and watched helplessly as it slid, faster and faster, into the distance. The platform drew away behind us, rolling on its smooth wheels away across the plain in search of another town, another train, and there I sat on my hard seat with only the clothes I had on and my hat and a newspaper, and I thought, “well, crumbs.”
Penny-Anna
It is something that you take when you are going to travel. If it is too big you cant take it inside the airplante. There are a lot of sizes, colors and shapes.
Larissa Belisário
I knew I was a terrible person, but I am not that man anymore. Why do I have to carry the sins of a man so distant from myself now.
However, I don’t know if I should complain, I am only treated this was because I was this terrible. I must’ve had a
When I left the airport I carried my luggage from the baggage claim. It was very heavy and I think it weighed almost up to one hundred pounds. I was scared that the police or the sniff dogs were going to come because I had drugs in there. When I passed by the drug dogs one of the police officers came and said that they noticed some suspicious behavior. I told them that I didn’t know what they were talking about and proceded to go onto my merry way. However, it wasn’t until the dog came and tried to attack me that I ran. I ran ran ran for my life and didn’t stop. I was almost killed by the dog.
jooj
I used to use a baggage to travel, go to the airport, but i thunk it is dangerous because sometimes it come back open and i didn`t like this, so now i just use only backpacks. I think it is more safe and i carry it with me all the times, so nobody can open and stole my things, and it is more cheap than a baggage.
Marcela Chuahy
One day, I lost my baggage in the airport, then I had to buy another one, was very expensive. After this I found my baggage.
Eduardo Gondim Rezende
De baggege van mijn tas is vol en zwaar, maar soms ook weer licht en verrijkend. Als er muziek klinkt of wanneer ik alleen thuis ben. De baggage zit vol met slechte herinneringen, ene groot ego dat naar me kijkt. Maar ook met goede herrineringne. Poeh ik vind het wel lastig om hier over te schrijven zeg. Ik merk dat de woorden op zijn
Marije Lameris
I carry it with me
everywhere I go
it belongs to me
and doesn’t want to let go
not sure why I still hold on
I’m positive that some of it is yours
thank you for leaving it
but I’m too afraid to face it
it just kind of feels perverse
to look at it all alone
The only thing I still carry with me, on long nights that tire me out. I’ve got plenty of my own, not sure I can handle yours.
layla
when you go travelling you put all your things in your baggage, like clothes, personal things, shoes, make up and all you want to take with you.
ana gabriella leao
I would pack it tight
& amaze him.
We were allowed
minimal baggage –
being economy and all.
He insisted it
could not
be done.
He had no idea who
he was talking to.
I was traveling to Hawaii and my baggage fell all over the flor in the airport.
CAROLINA COSTA DE SOUSA CASTRO
“Let’s drop our baggage at the Bates Motel.”
“I think not, Psycho.”
“Watch your tongue.”
“I think you’re watching it well enough for the both of us.”
“Look, a rainbow.”
“What goes around comes around, what’s the color of strangled one, one that withers underground?”
“Black.”
“Like a bruise?”
“No, dark like my hidden love.”
Washing
She shrugged her shoulders and leaned forward, smushing her chin into the desk so that her lower lip stuck out in a schoolgirl pout. “I don’t want to talk about that,” she mumbled. “I’m tired.”
It is an important object that you use mostly when you travel. In the baggage you put clothes and things like shamppo, toothbrush, and basic things for the travel.
Caio Telho
It`s an inportant thing when you travel, because you use it to put important things that you will need in you trip, for example clothes, and things very necessary like toothbrush, shamppo.
Caio Telho
My life has a lot of baggage, I don’t know what to do with all of it. I feel like I have to keep everything in when I try and show my emotions, I can’t let them out in words. words fail me. I can’t seem to talk about my feelings to my family.
Cassidy Hill
do you have baggage and are you unkind
carrying with you the thoughts in your mind
the loves that you lost and the loss across time
do you love me today
or will you just throw me away
fun and games
we don’t have fun or games
smiling at you, i’m met with just frowns
the boys in your past were stressed it sounds
leaving the future for times unseen
i think you’re crazy today
the past has just blown you away
Matt m.
I grabbed my baggage and entered the station.
That seems like a simple sentence, but it’s not. I’m not talking about physical baggage. It’s mental. See, I’ve got a problem, a big problem.
Lady Mania
The baggage is the thing that you use to put your clothers and another things so you can bring them to anywhere like far places . It´s similiar to luggage.
Emille
The baggage is the thing that you use to put your clothes so you can go to a distant place without worriyng if there have clothes.
EMILLE
The baggage went off into the assembly line at the airport. It had travelled a long way, across several oceans in fact, to get to its destination. The contents therein, a secret. The owner intended to keep it that way, which is why it was wrapped in film containing lead, so as to fool the X-ray machines. The baggage itself was unassuming.
Federico
with this world I can remeber my vacations and the time that I was free of any homeworks or activities about school . VERY
Matheus Teixeira Guerra
with this world I can remember my vacations.The time that i was very free of any school or homework and
Matheus Teixeira Guerra
haha all that shit ain t gon fit…………what to do what to do. Maybe ill put it on you. that’s too much responsibility too. but you know what goin for. how bout you getmy bags and say its coooooooooooool
We all have our own baggage.
Both Physical and Mental.
Sometimes, we may have a hard time carrying it due to our own reasons.
You may feel that it is easier to throw it all away, to free our selves from our burden.
But, does it really free us?
You may may be free, but what of the baggage?
It might have contain a treasure, a reward or in the end something greater.
You may never know, because you threw it away.
And even if you know what is inside the baggage, not all is in vain.
For sometimes, what matters is not the baggage, but the journey in carrying it.
An antidote for freedom. It’s all the things you carry inside invisible knappy sacks, bursting at the inseams and ready to tumble it’s words into whatever cup you’ve currently pressed against your lilps. The inertia of a sigh caught in between a memory. The streetlight outside your window that blinks profusely when you awake from slumber, still dreaming of stars and remember, vaguely, how life has never thrown you one.
She hoisted her luggage into the hands of the attendant, who took it without a thought and tossed it onto the pile. She winced but said nothing, sure that she had packed with enough care that nothing important would be broken. Still. She should have considered putting the items of value in her carry-on. They looked inconspicious enough…
It would have been too risky. She knew that. She was second guessing. She shook herself out of it as she walked towards the security check-point.
Everyone has it, but mine hasn’t been out in the fresh air for quite some time. I had so much baggage at fifty that it took three years of psychotherapy to unpack it all. Well, I say all…
Jan McCarthy
´´ He had put the baggage in the boot´´, said the concierge.
´´ Open the end at the top of the front and behind the backwards to forwards´´, replied the writer.
Robert Kohlhammer
Please don’t hand me your emotional baggage before we reach the security checkpoint. I already have my own bags to carry, and I’m not sure if I can even make it past the metal detector. I’m so riddled with obsessive metal piercings already that I might miss one while extracting them all from my ears and lips and nose and tongue. It’s everywhere – I can taste the rusted anxiety. Hold your own luggage, weighed down with your sorrows. I am not in the mood to be steeped in your brooding tea.
It’s something truely necessary for when you are tripping. You can’t just go to trave without it . It’s essential. Reminds me off traveling. You can loose it sometimes.
i was in the crowded city with loads of other people. they were holding their baggage in hand as they wished that they were at home.
I could love you easily if your baggage was the kind that could be left on the spinning conveyer belt of the claim. Grin your crinkly grin at me and say it ain’t so.
I left my baggage on the platform and watched helplessly as it slid, faster and faster, into the distance. The platform drew away behind us, rolling on its smooth wheels away across the plain in search of another town, another train, and there I sat on my hard seat with only the clothes I had on and my hat and a newspaper, and I thought, “well, crumbs.”
It is something that you take when you are going to travel. If it is too big you cant take it inside the airplante. There are a lot of sizes, colors and shapes.
I knew I was a terrible person, but I am not that man anymore. Why do I have to carry the sins of a man so distant from myself now.
However, I don’t know if I should complain, I am only treated this was because I was this terrible. I must’ve had a
When I left the airport I carried my luggage from the baggage claim. It was very heavy and I think it weighed almost up to one hundred pounds. I was scared that the police or the sniff dogs were going to come because I had drugs in there. When I passed by the drug dogs one of the police officers came and said that they noticed some suspicious behavior. I told them that I didn’t know what they were talking about and proceded to go onto my merry way. However, it wasn’t until the dog came and tried to attack me that I ran. I ran ran ran for my life and didn’t stop. I was almost killed by the dog.
I used to use a baggage to travel, go to the airport, but i thunk it is dangerous because sometimes it come back open and i didn`t like this, so now i just use only backpacks. I think it is more safe and i carry it with me all the times, so nobody can open and stole my things, and it is more cheap than a baggage.
One day, I lost my baggage in the airport, then I had to buy another one, was very expensive. After this I found my baggage.
De baggege van mijn tas is vol en zwaar, maar soms ook weer licht en verrijkend. Als er muziek klinkt of wanneer ik alleen thuis ben. De baggage zit vol met slechte herinneringen, ene groot ego dat naar me kijkt. Maar ook met goede herrineringne. Poeh ik vind het wel lastig om hier over te schrijven zeg. Ik merk dat de woorden op zijn
I carry it with me
everywhere I go
it belongs to me
and doesn’t want to let go
not sure why I still hold on
I’m positive that some of it is yours
thank you for leaving it
but I’m too afraid to face it
it just kind of feels perverse
to look at it all alone
The only thing I still carry with me, on long nights that tire me out. I’ve got plenty of my own, not sure I can handle yours.
when you go travelling you put all your things in your baggage, like clothes, personal things, shoes, make up and all you want to take with you.
I would pack it tight
& amaze him.
We were allowed
minimal baggage –
being economy and all.
He insisted it
could not
be done.
He had no idea who
he was talking to.
I was traveling to Hawaii and my baggage fell all over the flor in the airport.
“Let’s drop our baggage at the Bates Motel.”
“I think not, Psycho.”
“Watch your tongue.”
“I think you’re watching it well enough for the both of us.”
“Look, a rainbow.”
“What goes around comes around, what’s the color of strangled one, one that withers underground?”
“Black.”
“Like a bruise?”
“No, dark like my hidden love.”
She shrugged her shoulders and leaned forward, smushing her chin into the desk so that her lower lip stuck out in a schoolgirl pout. “I don’t want to talk about that,” she mumbled. “I’m tired.”
It is an important object that you use mostly when you travel. In the baggage you put clothes and things like shamppo, toothbrush, and basic things for the travel.
It`s an inportant thing when you travel, because you use it to put important things that you will need in you trip, for example clothes, and things very necessary like toothbrush, shamppo.
My life has a lot of baggage, I don’t know what to do with all of it. I feel like I have to keep everything in when I try and show my emotions, I can’t let them out in words. words fail me. I can’t seem to talk about my feelings to my family.
do you have baggage and are you unkind
carrying with you the thoughts in your mind
the loves that you lost and the loss across time
do you love me today
or will you just throw me away
fun and games
we don’t have fun or games
smiling at you, i’m met with just frowns
the boys in your past were stressed it sounds
leaving the future for times unseen
i think you’re crazy today
the past has just blown you away
I grabbed my baggage and entered the station.
That seems like a simple sentence, but it’s not. I’m not talking about physical baggage. It’s mental. See, I’ve got a problem, a big problem.
The baggage is the thing that you use to put your clothers and another things so you can bring them to anywhere like far places . It´s similiar to luggage.
The baggage is the thing that you use to put your clothes so you can go to a distant place without worriyng if there have clothes.
The baggage went off into the assembly line at the airport. It had travelled a long way, across several oceans in fact, to get to its destination. The contents therein, a secret. The owner intended to keep it that way, which is why it was wrapped in film containing lead, so as to fool the X-ray machines. The baggage itself was unassuming.
with this world I can remeber my vacations and the time that I was free of any homeworks or activities about school . VERY
with this world I can remember my vacations.The time that i was very free of any school or homework and
haha all that shit ain t gon fit…………what to do what to do. Maybe ill put it on you. that’s too much responsibility too. but you know what goin for. how bout you getmy bags and say its coooooooooooool
We all have our own baggage.
Both Physical and Mental.
Sometimes, we may have a hard time carrying it due to our own reasons.
You may feel that it is easier to throw it all away, to free our selves from our burden.
But, does it really free us?
You may may be free, but what of the baggage?
It might have contain a treasure, a reward or in the end something greater.
You may never know, because you threw it away.
And even if you know what is inside the baggage, not all is in vain.
For sometimes, what matters is not the baggage, but the journey in carrying it.
An antidote for freedom. It’s all the things you carry inside invisible knappy sacks, bursting at the inseams and ready to tumble it’s words into whatever cup you’ve currently pressed against your lilps. The inertia of a sigh caught in between a memory. The streetlight outside your window that blinks profusely when you awake from slumber, still dreaming of stars and remember, vaguely, how life has never thrown you one.
She hoisted her luggage into the hands of the attendant, who took it without a thought and tossed it onto the pile. She winced but said nothing, sure that she had packed with enough care that nothing important would be broken. Still. She should have considered putting the items of value in her carry-on. They looked inconspicious enough…
It would have been too risky. She knew that. She was second guessing. She shook herself out of it as she walked towards the security check-point.
Everyone has it, but mine hasn’t been out in the fresh air for quite some time. I had so much baggage at fifty that it took three years of psychotherapy to unpack it all. Well, I say all…
´´ He had put the baggage in the boot´´, said the concierge.
´´ Open the end at the top of the front and behind the backwards to forwards´´, replied the writer.
Please don’t hand me your emotional baggage before we reach the security checkpoint. I already have my own bags to carry, and I’m not sure if I can even make it past the metal detector. I’m so riddled with obsessive metal piercings already that I might miss one while extracting them all from my ears and lips and nose and tongue. It’s everywhere – I can taste the rusted anxiety. Hold your own luggage, weighed down with your sorrows. I am not in the mood to be steeped in your brooding tea.