good morning darling. how does a trip for just you and me sound? we can take my magic carpet and escape from all our worries. just you and i baby we are all we need to be happy in this crazy beautiful world.
Sometimes I think I want to get in. I want to reverse-escape. It’s not that life is a party I’m not invited to, it’s that I want to ARRIVE at this party, I am here to be here, I want to never leave this moment and then feel the same way about the next moment.
If i was a mouse, i’d shake my little head, whiskers fluttering, in rage. But i’m not. And the maze is real. Cross my fingers, close my eyes, pray that the cheese is real.
Stress and problems come in many different packages. But it only gets to you if you let it. The best part? There is one thing that can’t be taken away from you: Your opportunity for an escape. Shut your eyes. Breathe deep. Escape into yourself. Not to get away from your stress and problems, but to better yourself in order to deal with them.
Oh, if I could escape for just one weekend, where would I go? I have always dreamed of Tahiti, since my uncle told me how the most colorful fish in the world swims right next to your feet just off shore.
I feel like I can’t breath. Everything around me seems to be smothering me. I can’t seem to get out of this hell hole. I need to escape. I need to get back to my family and friends that are waiting for me. I can’t let them down, I can’t let myself down. I must escape.
Emma
Escape – what a luscious idea. Escape work, escape home, and escape family — only to recreate it elsewhere…. can’t escape me.
Escape. I’d love to escape from life. Wouldn’t you? I believe that everyone wants to. Everyone needs to. It’s just a matter of time before you find a place, or a person. A hideout, where you can.. escape.
It’s… a waiting game.
It’s just depends on how good you are at playing.
Sue
I can’t escape from this cage because its made of hard metal. I hope I was Miley Cyrus in her music video because, she was able to escape from that cage. hahaha I SHOULDN’T BE TAMED SO THAT I CAN ESCAPE
He was in a pit. He knew he was in trouble even before the water level started to rise.
Grabbing desperately at the sides, he only pulled down earth and roots on top of his head.
There was no escape.
JamesXavier
I can’t escape my own head. Run as I may, the thoughts and feelings are trapped inside me. I’ll always run though. Always.
Jessica
How did it come to this?
How did we end up so far from home?
Down dusty trails that wound into an endless dark
that left
that left
that left us so cold and broken.
Li
drip-drip-drip, water
in the cell, dark, dank/ but she had nowhere she could run to-
or escape to
Alfred
escape into the white or gray space
leave it all to chance
wander around and get lost for a while
let the fear take you by the hand
cross back over your own footprints
just don’t forget to collect your last thoughts
before embarking on this
he hit the fence running. he flexed and jumped, he woke up. the fan spun lazily, she snored beside him.
shane patrick
When I was young I wanted to escape my parents. I succeeded but found myself in a place I hated and wanted out of. From that new existance I also escaped, and now I am here. Now I am happy.
nlpaoletti
If only she could escape the feelings in her heart. To want to love that which she does not have yet, nor does not know if she ever will.
Mary Lou Wynegar
How do I escape from this place? No hatch door in the ceiling… No ladder from the window… No disappearing act possible… I sit down, quietly, and begin to think.
This is what I want to do at the end of a school day…get away! I want to go home to my couch and have “couch time”! I will put the remote in my hand and click away while I stare thoughtlessly into space. Calgon let me escape…take me away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I use this place to escape. A room inside my mind where no one can get me, no one can hurt me, no one can tell me what to do. I’m safe here, all alone in my mind, with my knowledge and my words and my books. My thoughts, some of them are dangerous, frightening, my memories, some are horrible, sickening. These things are not allowed in this room, because this is my escape, the room inside my head.
Aber nur nach vorne. Nie nach hinten. Das geht schief. Da wartet die ehemalige Frontscheibe auf dich und du knallst dagegen. Das könnte weh tun. Es ist kein Heilmittel, sich den Hals so zu verrenken, um nach hinten zu schauen.
get away and break free. BE free. run away and no looking back. no boundaries and nothing holding you back from anything. be something new, leaving the old behind with no regrets or worries
justagirl
Superman had his S cape on his back. I in my ready, my escape.
charles sage
I need to escape. I need to get out of here. I need to get out of this. You will never know how much I hate you and how much I need to escape from you. You are my jailer and I am your slave. Well this slave is tired of it and needs to escape from your clutches.
Abbey
The meaning of life, in a strict hierarchical system. Everyone craves it, everyone needs it, but few ever atain it, because only they lack the fear of what it means.
Krill
This place was a nightmare, a disgusting mess of dirty clothes, dead bugs and chocolate wrappers. Dust covered every inch of his room, but there were no means of escape, as he had no where to go.
good morning darling. how does a trip for just you and me sound? we can take my magic carpet and escape from all our worries. just you and i baby we are all we need to be happy in this crazy beautiful world.
We all think we want to escape.
Sometimes I think I want to get in. I want to reverse-escape. It’s not that life is a party I’m not invited to, it’s that I want to ARRIVE at this party, I am here to be here, I want to never leave this moment and then feel the same way about the next moment.
If i was a mouse, i’d shake my little head, whiskers fluttering, in rage. But i’m not. And the maze is real. Cross my fingers, close my eyes, pray that the cheese is real.
Stress and problems come in many different packages. But it only gets to you if you let it. The best part? There is one thing that can’t be taken away from you: Your opportunity for an escape. Shut your eyes. Breathe deep. Escape into yourself. Not to get away from your stress and problems, but to better yourself in order to deal with them.
Oh, if I could escape for just one weekend, where would I go? I have always dreamed of Tahiti, since my uncle told me how the most colorful fish in the world swims right next to your feet just off shore.
I want to escape, to run away but I can’t. I’m stuck in this place, lacking the courage to leave. I feel like a coward, too afraid to run away.
I feel like I can’t breath. Everything around me seems to be smothering me. I can’t seem to get out of this hell hole. I need to escape. I need to get back to my family and friends that are waiting for me. I can’t let them down, I can’t let myself down. I must escape.
Escape – what a luscious idea. Escape work, escape home, and escape family — only to recreate it elsewhere…. can’t escape me.
Escape. I’d love to escape from life. Wouldn’t you? I believe that everyone wants to. Everyone needs to. It’s just a matter of time before you find a place, or a person. A hideout, where you can.. escape.
It’s… a waiting game.
It’s just depends on how good you are at playing.
I can’t escape from this cage because its made of hard metal. I hope I was Miley Cyrus in her music video because, she was able to escape from that cage. hahaha I SHOULDN’T BE TAMED SO THAT I CAN ESCAPE
He was in a pit. He knew he was in trouble even before the water level started to rise.
Grabbing desperately at the sides, he only pulled down earth and roots on top of his head.
There was no escape.
I can’t escape my own head. Run as I may, the thoughts and feelings are trapped inside me. I’ll always run though. Always.
How did it come to this?
How did we end up so far from home?
Down dusty trails that wound into an endless dark
that left
that left
that left us so cold and broken.
drip-drip-drip, water
in the cell, dark, dank/ but she had nowhere she could run to-
or escape to
escape into the white or gray space
leave it all to chance
wander around and get lost for a while
let the fear take you by the hand
cross back over your own footprints
just don’t forget to collect your last thoughts
before embarking on this
he hit the fence running. he flexed and jumped, he woke up. the fan spun lazily, she snored beside him.
When I was young I wanted to escape my parents. I succeeded but found myself in a place I hated and wanted out of. From that new existance I also escaped, and now I am here. Now I am happy.
If only she could escape the feelings in her heart. To want to love that which she does not have yet, nor does not know if she ever will.
How do I escape from this place? No hatch door in the ceiling… No ladder from the window… No disappearing act possible… I sit down, quietly, and begin to think.
I faced the ocean that black dark night. Faced it and embraced it. Floated my way out to sea. I escaped.
This is what I want to do at the end of a school day…get away! I want to go home to my couch and have “couch time”! I will put the remote in my hand and click away while I stare thoughtlessly into space. Calgon let me escape…take me away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I use this place to escape. A room inside my mind where no one can get me, no one can hurt me, no one can tell me what to do. I’m safe here, all alone in my mind, with my knowledge and my words and my books. My thoughts, some of them are dangerous, frightening, my memories, some are horrible, sickening. These things are not allowed in this room, because this is my escape, the room inside my head.
Aber nur nach vorne. Nie nach hinten. Das geht schief. Da wartet die ehemalige Frontscheibe auf dich und du knallst dagegen. Das könnte weh tun. Es ist kein Heilmittel, sich den Hals so zu verrenken, um nach hinten zu schauen.
get away and break free. BE free. run away and no looking back. no boundaries and nothing holding you back from anything. be something new, leaving the old behind with no regrets or worries
Superman had his S cape on his back. I in my ready, my escape.
I need to escape. I need to get out of here. I need to get out of this. You will never know how much I hate you and how much I need to escape from you. You are my jailer and I am your slave. Well this slave is tired of it and needs to escape from your clutches.
The meaning of life, in a strict hierarchical system. Everyone craves it, everyone needs it, but few ever atain it, because only they lack the fear of what it means.
This place was a nightmare, a disgusting mess of dirty clothes, dead bugs and chocolate wrappers. Dust covered every inch of his room, but there were no means of escape, as he had no where to go.