i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !
M&M
i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !
M&M
the freedom to be above it all with no restraints at all. the wind rushing past, sunshine on your back, clouds beneath you. true freedom.
Carole H
Jack spread his arms and leaped. He could feel the wind bearing him up, but not enough, not fast enough. The whistle became a roar became a thudding, drowning out all and everything he had come here to escape. And that’s when the down began to swirl.
Strangelander
looking at your eyes i know i can’t win
her eyes also projecting into my mind
staying here hurts and i know it can only end badly
and so i cower, in pain, self-pity and hopelessness
poised for flight
i will be more beautiful
hayley
The act of flight is the process of flapping your arms wildly about until vertical ascension is achieved. On managing to take off you can then proceed to direct your flight by wiggling your toes in the direction you wish to travel.
Tim
My heart took flight when you told me where we would be in a matter of years…maybe days. You told me we would be in a field, with nothing else but us and the wind and ghosts to dance with. All I wanted to do was dance with you and fill in the spaces between your fingers, lets just pray our time isn’t cut short.
Dan Stern
All the while I flew on the wind’s uplift. All through the day and night. With all my friends, old and new. The sun shone and we reached …
mj
run or stay. Face fear. Freedom of the albatross. Flight takes weeks. Sleeps while flying. Space, Sky, Clouds, Air, Warm Winds.
MJ
I wish I could fly. I want to be an eagle to see the world from above. I always wanted to be a pilot. Helicopter or plane. I was always fascinated with aircraft.
alex
flying in planes with wings can be fun but lots of people dont like it and spew up. its called airplane sickeness. sucks for them. thankfully i dont have to do that. im cooler than spew. are you cooler than spew? im running out of ideas now im just rambling on about stuff. ooh well we cant all win.
kiggkogg
i want to take off all the time. flying away seems the most direct and beautiful. to just jump into the air and feel nothing but the wind underneath me. what could be better. i had the way airplanes fly, dipping and cramped. i would fly alone in the sky, and see what i needed to see. what i wanted to see and never worry about money or time or anyhting. i woudl lvoe to fly
Shannon
I flew. The light wind beneath my body. Pushing me forward as though nothing in the world could let me fall. I flew and flew. Wind rushing through my hair.
I fell.
Amber
i will be off to la on a flight with my brother and friend leaving my boyfriend and my other family members away from me. flight is a sense of being free. i love freedom. i love to travel. i love me!
sheqyn
I’ve always wanted to fly, to be able to experience that freedom. But flying is scary, horriflying, knowing that you’re on a crash course with the ground is scary
b
I ran. As fast as I could…. but still my past caught up with me.
Jonny
one word explains so much . we often think that it takes soo much to explain life but no it can be only one word but u have to be smart to figure it out ..be inspired dont be dumb love life and everyone around u and u will precieve it in a diff way! trust me its soo much better if ur happier
rim
that is what i am totally thinking i should do in this economical state. get on a plane with my man, dogs, cat and a bag of clothes and just hop a flight to somewhere warm where the beer is cheap and my money will go far.
lesley
air up go leave float fly scream wind higher high place travel move go beyond into the air sky sky-scraper
ashton
i hate flying. the problem with flying is that there are always little kids surrounding you and they all seem to be screaming. only on your flight. no one else’s. if president whoever of the whatever latest trendy mindset was flying, he didn’t have to deal with tonsilities screaming and “he stole the batteries from my gameboy” bickering. that’s because his pretty little flight attendant is busy pulling a lewinski in the mile-high club of trans-atlantic filght whatever. i hope they choke on their pacifiers.
raphael
my first flight. france. june 30th.
right afterwards to lax airport.
to see my best friend. whom which i met on world of warcraft, believe it or not.
hmmm flight of the concordes. mm.
my friend riley has got a poster of them in her room.
which i miss.
shes away at college.
now i am stuck here w/o her.
god help me.
redred
elly
fight or flight? im the type of guy to flight. i dont think i’m cowardly or anything, i’m just the type of guy that does not like to get in fights. but if it’s for someone i care about very much, then maybe. just maybe. actually, probably not.
jiao
why is the same word still here two days in a row, that i know of? I thought it was supposed to change daily.
kam
Whole wings set in the dawn of the morning no one to see the music play in the sun only can be hear by the people below The flight of heart of heat of joy in the bones of those gone
Sylvia Sakura
The bear took flight and the high winds carried him off into the clouds.
Debbi
someone got into a flight on that late afternoon.
she was waiting to be called by him before she got into the airplane, but the minutes passed and no one called her.
she turned off the cellphone and prepared herself
for the flight that would change her life
paola
its something ive alwasy wanted to do. fly. i think if i try it this time i might be able to. i keep having these dreams about my back itching for days and days and then finally i wake up after sleeping for a week and i have wings. full body length beautiful wings. and i love them. and i stretch them out and they are amazing and strong and i feel so light and ridiculous. i want to run to a roof top right now. i want to fly away.
shawna
He ran. The words haunted him.
The flight through the woods was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. His heart pumped against his ribs, painfully. His mind raced, going over each of the words she’d spoken to him. Every branch that hit him left a scratch upon his near-porcelain skin, so he was soon covered in scrape and bruises.
Brittney
It was my first flight, but I wasn’t nervous. I was thrilled. My first time in the air, as close as I’d ever get to be a bird, which has to be the freest animal on earth. Some of them can even swim. The best of both worlds. I wish I had feathers. Waterproof feathers.
Robb
the old birds got strung up like little things on strings into the freezing air and my life was a thing swept up and forever twittering and you stood there like a know-nothing like a real nobody, but you had no idea how the globes of your eyes were dazzling, and the centers, the holes sucked up the air in my lungs like vacuums and my heart like a busted gasp did breathe.
molly
its either that or this I can either destroy her or leave. of course I will leave her. I love her too much for the other. Too bad I don’t love him as much.
meghan
It was my first flight, but I wasn’t nervous. I was thrilled. My first time in the air, as close as I’d ever get to be a bird, which has to be the freest animal on earth. Some of them can even swim. The best of both worlds. I wish I had feathers. Waterproof feathers.
Robb
I look around frightened,
I hurry to take flight,
Driven by the feelings,
the thoughts that race
in my mind,
Flee, flee, for your safety,
Take flight on wings as an
eagle, higher and higher to
safety.
N. Kourmoulis
Flight is fun, amazing. It can take you to places that you’ve never seen before or dreamed about. It’s uplifting. Flight gives you the ability to travel and meet new people, see many new places and items, broaden your horizon. I love flight! Even children are amazed when they see kites in flight and airplanes way above them in the sky. It’s hard for them to imagine what it might be like to actually be on what appears to be a tiny speck in the sky.
Lorna
The flight began to shake… he had asuden visons of the plane plumiting towarfds the earth like the very fire and brimstone that go d himself sent upon the earth. In that moment…he knew he was goin to die
ethan
the jaguar took flight into the wilderness beyond without a second glance. Fear rules the night as his inspiring terror rips through powerful legs, taking him far and beyond my imagination. I am in awe of this beast: this god.
shay
dreams in my sleep, success over peers. endless adventure through our atmosphere.
Aaron
i try to spread my wings. i flap as many times i can but i keep falling to the ground. i get up every time so i my flight to life can never end.
chelsa
I didn’t think
I just did
It felt like flying
Flight through the thin air
My breath mingling with the Earth’s
Pure bliss
Until I felt myself hit the pavement
Then there was nothing at all
Alexis
Take me away.
Bring me in the wind to the highest piece of white cotton
Tell my master I ran away
Make me disappear into the thuderstorm
Stars, hide me into the night
God, take me back in the middle of my flight
Change my tears to raindrops
Make lightning struck the man
Who torments me on this Earth
i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !
i don’t like flying, i think it’s pretty much dangerous. I am trying to avoid that as much as possible! I’m a chicken, so what?! Better to remain alive than to die fried! I think I wrote enough about it !
the freedom to be above it all with no restraints at all. the wind rushing past, sunshine on your back, clouds beneath you. true freedom.
Jack spread his arms and leaped. He could feel the wind bearing him up, but not enough, not fast enough. The whistle became a roar became a thudding, drowning out all and everything he had come here to escape. And that’s when the down began to swirl.
looking at your eyes i know i can’t win
her eyes also projecting into my mind
staying here hurts and i know it can only end badly
and so i cower, in pain, self-pity and hopelessness
poised for flight
i will be more beautiful
The act of flight is the process of flapping your arms wildly about until vertical ascension is achieved. On managing to take off you can then proceed to direct your flight by wiggling your toes in the direction you wish to travel.
My heart took flight when you told me where we would be in a matter of years…maybe days. You told me we would be in a field, with nothing else but us and the wind and ghosts to dance with. All I wanted to do was dance with you and fill in the spaces between your fingers, lets just pray our time isn’t cut short.
All the while I flew on the wind’s uplift. All through the day and night. With all my friends, old and new. The sun shone and we reached …
run or stay. Face fear. Freedom of the albatross. Flight takes weeks. Sleeps while flying. Space, Sky, Clouds, Air, Warm Winds.
I wish I could fly. I want to be an eagle to see the world from above. I always wanted to be a pilot. Helicopter or plane. I was always fascinated with aircraft.
flying in planes with wings can be fun but lots of people dont like it and spew up. its called airplane sickeness. sucks for them. thankfully i dont have to do that. im cooler than spew. are you cooler than spew? im running out of ideas now im just rambling on about stuff. ooh well we cant all win.
i want to take off all the time. flying away seems the most direct and beautiful. to just jump into the air and feel nothing but the wind underneath me. what could be better. i had the way airplanes fly, dipping and cramped. i would fly alone in the sky, and see what i needed to see. what i wanted to see and never worry about money or time or anyhting. i woudl lvoe to fly
I flew. The light wind beneath my body. Pushing me forward as though nothing in the world could let me fall. I flew and flew. Wind rushing through my hair.
I fell.
i will be off to la on a flight with my brother and friend leaving my boyfriend and my other family members away from me. flight is a sense of being free. i love freedom. i love to travel. i love me!
I’ve always wanted to fly, to be able to experience that freedom. But flying is scary, horriflying, knowing that you’re on a crash course with the ground is scary
I ran. As fast as I could…. but still my past caught up with me.
one word explains so much . we often think that it takes soo much to explain life but no it can be only one word but u have to be smart to figure it out ..be inspired dont be dumb love life and everyone around u and u will precieve it in a diff way! trust me its soo much better if ur happier
that is what i am totally thinking i should do in this economical state. get on a plane with my man, dogs, cat and a bag of clothes and just hop a flight to somewhere warm where the beer is cheap and my money will go far.
air up go leave float fly scream wind higher high place travel move go beyond into the air sky sky-scraper
i hate flying. the problem with flying is that there are always little kids surrounding you and they all seem to be screaming. only on your flight. no one else’s. if president whoever of the whatever latest trendy mindset was flying, he didn’t have to deal with tonsilities screaming and “he stole the batteries from my gameboy” bickering. that’s because his pretty little flight attendant is busy pulling a lewinski in the mile-high club of trans-atlantic filght whatever. i hope they choke on their pacifiers.
my first flight. france. june 30th.
right afterwards to lax airport.
to see my best friend. whom which i met on world of warcraft, believe it or not.
hmmm flight of the concordes. mm.
my friend riley has got a poster of them in her room.
which i miss.
shes away at college.
now i am stuck here w/o her.
god help me.
redred
fight or flight? im the type of guy to flight. i dont think i’m cowardly or anything, i’m just the type of guy that does not like to get in fights. but if it’s for someone i care about very much, then maybe. just maybe. actually, probably not.
why is the same word still here two days in a row, that i know of? I thought it was supposed to change daily.
Whole wings set in the dawn of the morning no one to see the music play in the sun only can be hear by the people below The flight of heart of heat of joy in the bones of those gone
The bear took flight and the high winds carried him off into the clouds.
someone got into a flight on that late afternoon.
she was waiting to be called by him before she got into the airplane, but the minutes passed and no one called her.
she turned off the cellphone and prepared herself
for the flight that would change her life
its something ive alwasy wanted to do. fly. i think if i try it this time i might be able to. i keep having these dreams about my back itching for days and days and then finally i wake up after sleeping for a week and i have wings. full body length beautiful wings. and i love them. and i stretch them out and they are amazing and strong and i feel so light and ridiculous. i want to run to a roof top right now. i want to fly away.
He ran. The words haunted him.
The flight through the woods was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. His heart pumped against his ribs, painfully. His mind raced, going over each of the words she’d spoken to him. Every branch that hit him left a scratch upon his near-porcelain skin, so he was soon covered in scrape and bruises.
It was my first flight, but I wasn’t nervous. I was thrilled. My first time in the air, as close as I’d ever get to be a bird, which has to be the freest animal on earth. Some of them can even swim. The best of both worlds. I wish I had feathers. Waterproof feathers.
the old birds got strung up like little things on strings into the freezing air and my life was a thing swept up and forever twittering and you stood there like a know-nothing like a real nobody, but you had no idea how the globes of your eyes were dazzling, and the centers, the holes sucked up the air in my lungs like vacuums and my heart like a busted gasp did breathe.
its either that or this I can either destroy her or leave. of course I will leave her. I love her too much for the other. Too bad I don’t love him as much.
It was my first flight, but I wasn’t nervous. I was thrilled. My first time in the air, as close as I’d ever get to be a bird, which has to be the freest animal on earth. Some of them can even swim. The best of both worlds. I wish I had feathers. Waterproof feathers.
I look around frightened,
I hurry to take flight,
Driven by the feelings,
the thoughts that race
in my mind,
Flee, flee, for your safety,
Take flight on wings as an
eagle, higher and higher to
safety.
Flight is fun, amazing. It can take you to places that you’ve never seen before or dreamed about. It’s uplifting. Flight gives you the ability to travel and meet new people, see many new places and items, broaden your horizon. I love flight! Even children are amazed when they see kites in flight and airplanes way above them in the sky. It’s hard for them to imagine what it might be like to actually be on what appears to be a tiny speck in the sky.
The flight began to shake… he had asuden visons of the plane plumiting towarfds the earth like the very fire and brimstone that go d himself sent upon the earth. In that moment…he knew he was goin to die
the jaguar took flight into the wilderness beyond without a second glance. Fear rules the night as his inspiring terror rips through powerful legs, taking him far and beyond my imagination. I am in awe of this beast: this god.
dreams in my sleep, success over peers. endless adventure through our atmosphere.
i try to spread my wings. i flap as many times i can but i keep falling to the ground. i get up every time so i my flight to life can never end.
I didn’t think
I just did
It felt like flying
Flight through the thin air
My breath mingling with the Earth’s
Pure bliss
Until I felt myself hit the pavement
Then there was nothing at all
Take me away.
Bring me in the wind to the highest piece of white cotton
Tell my master I ran away
Make me disappear into the thuderstorm
Stars, hide me into the night
God, take me back in the middle of my flight
Change my tears to raindrops
Make lightning struck the man
Who torments me on this Earth