I book a flight to paris. I spent to weeks there, then when I was about to come back I died. I will never fly again.
sdf
I like to flight becase it makes me feel free. lika the sky ,, like the birds, is all that , and then i feel great great…. I cant believe more than that because is my new reality.
julius
the pilot wanted to down the flight because he was so unbeliavably drunk. What an ass face. He liked to make jokes about being a kamikazee but he wasn’t really.
Sometimes, I wish I could just take off in flight. I wish I could feel the wind whipping about my face. Messing up my hair and caressing my body. Lifting me, pushing me, carrying me further.
Leaps
it may have been the answer to everything
i waited, lightly tapping my toes on the tiles.
arms crossed.
it had been forever. i could barely remember the way you wore your hair.
not that it mattered.
not that it ever mattered.
fdot
it stank of old things, exhaled breath, and foot powder. screens blinked on and off, delays,on time, cancellations.
we all eye each other differently these days, even though it seems to me that the point was made.
you. who are you?
the enemy.
mary
A bird in flight is perhaps the most beautiful thing that a human can see. It’s majestic movements in the air, the silent beat of it;s wings, it’s the one thing that all people wish they could do without the help of some large metal contraption. Humans envy birds, able to chirp in song without being off-pitch, able to reach places in the sky that we could only hope to reach in our wildest dreams.
Jonathan
fly away from your troubles and woes
get up and goes
from heads to toes they knows that flight is the only option for escape. to victory. the time has come pack your bags and get ready to depart – no dodgy bomb jokes or you wont get on the plane
the time has come for flight
bindy
this is where it all begins, the way wings break open, the egg from the shell, white on white sky, the smooth crack, the liquid as it runs down your arms, the skin coming into pinion, the bird of man, the life of flight. this is where it all ends, the ground as the dirt, the dirt as hell, the soft cusion as it breaks open around the blood in the body, the bones ground smooth into the limb of a branch. we have found flight on the same day we have found memory. memory of the becoming of the skin, of the light as it stretches over the fingers into velveteen flaps, into the great stretch of wing.
cl liedekev
Fight or flight – the universal response. When he opened his eyes, caught a glimpse of the man who had stolen his breath away with a single kiss, he was glas that in the end he had picked neither response. Leaned in for another…
Debbie
Flight of the Conchords is an amazing show. They’re like the clean version of Tenacious D. Though I don’t consider all their stuff to be especially “clean”, they are definitely cleanER than that band, both of which I happen to enjoy very much, actually.
Erik
I’m trying to book a flight back to New Orleans.
I was planning to return before I even left. I’ve been tracking airfare rates on a weekly basis.
I left my heart in New Orleans… or maybe I found my heart in that ecclectic city.
Yeh. I’m going back. I just need to book my flight.
jb
flight of the bumblebee is the best and most erotic piece of art by Salvador Dali
Hilary
Take flight
I might
In the night
In a fright
On the wings
of a cool autumn breeze
L
The flight was about to take off. The engined roared to a start and the propellars began to spin
The only chance we had was to run. Down the stairs quickly, she and sped, the sounds of the creatures feet clicking as it gave chase. A hundred times I asked myself why I opened that door, but I never came up with a good reason.
aaron
i like taking flights.
but the actual flights cant be taken by humans, we need aeroplanes to help us fly.
However we do have out thoughts, which can take flight and are not constrained by anything.
Maybe one day we will be physically be able to do the same thing as out minds, the question is, is it a good thing?
sandeepan
my flight to my way is not continous yet i got so many troubles disturbance throughout but i still love ma flight
kumar gauarv
flight across the ocean, open seas, open skys.
please be aware items in the overhead lockers may move during the flight. the safety demostration safely the same, every time, ensures noone listens. in a crisis, i would enjoy the slides
georgia h-m
Take flight. Take off and fly to the moon. The whole concept of flying has always fascinated me. I love the dreams where I fly, even the ones where the flying is hard to do. The soaring, the view, the effortlessness, without the queasy feeling.
sue
i took a flight from newyork to hyderabad. it was an excellent flight, as i had a good company all
along. i met nice persons and had a nice food.
anil
Fight or flight. these are the only white & black option the nature gave us. we added the colores we made it difficalt
Don't really like to write in English
I hate taking flights. The airport is such a frusterating place. Up and down the flight line and It is such a demanding place. They want this and they want that, take your shoes off, the belt and loose change. I swear. I can do well without a flight any day of the week.
Ashly
Taking flight, the mugger ran as fast as he could from his target. He’d meant to hit him, but he didn’t mean to hit him so hard. The blood, all that blood, was not what he had in mind. Still, the money he got out of the deal might make the day worth it. He grimaced, but continued to run. It couldn’t get worse, right?
ethyachk
Light ones are supposed to be on flight.
Fat ones are supposed to be farted.
AD
fun
fff
free, in the air no feelings or cares…. like a bird drifting in and out of the clouds
close your eyes and feel the wind… rush so fast through the deep blue sky free
trina
flight is josh gurry. flight: a cunt. Whenever it was around, we could no longer think. think of anything but the juzzer. the big G. Josh G Gurry.
Gurry, Josh
Some dream of flight, soaring through the sky and enjoying what amounts to the perfect form of freedom. Not even gravity can hold you down any longer.
Mark Clarke
As I hold your hand I peer out of the window, at the landscape below us. The terrifying awe so easily experienced as a child, but lost somewhere on the path to adulthood, fills me once again, and excitement makes me hold you tighter.
Sophie
The flight of angels, gracely. Or the flight of a half-eaten sandwich, cruising the room in agony. No two flights are the same, but there’s one thing they all have in comon.
Every flight must end. Every flight ends with a fall. Flight.
Simon
the man collects himself. the bustle of the people around him helps him recover the little remains of his dignity. standing up to wipe his tears, he walks to his scheduled flight. alone.
momatoes
of the Valkyrie.
chris
So here she stands before the man who has constantly abused her for the past 15 years. Up against the wall with tears streaming down her face she stares at his cold eyes as his fist is up ready to fight. I have to take a moment and leave. It’s fight or flight and I know I can’t fight this one. The next day she makes the call. Finally her wings lift up and she begins her flight away from this man who has hurt her so much. Flight was her way to survive.
Clara
as the plane was flying through the air some people needed to go to the restroom very fast. They all had a bad stomache, but who was aloud to go first. Only one working toilet on the whole goddamn plain. One of the persons pulled out a match.
Doughninho
Before she could think she ran. She always assumed that she would fight rather than run. Perhaps she wasn’t as brave as she thought herself to be. When faced with danger, with conflict, she didn’t stand her ground, she didn’t fight, she ran.
She didn’t like to think of herself as a coward. She had always been a tomboy. A brave girl ready to face anything that came her way.
deborah
I flew and flew and flew, reaching heights that I never felt before. I only imagined their existence and them materializing around me, in me, before me, excited me, made my senses tingle. I felt like I was nowhere but I felt like I was everywhere. I never landed.
Ellie
airplanes flying in the air.going on a vacation
cornelius robinson
take flight and it will set you free. take flight and see the world, it will take you wherever you want to be. ride the wind, ride the clouds, whatever way of transportation you may choose…take flight.
walter elias D.
ALL I think about is the flight from this place that I will make soon, I will gather my stuff and run. That is ALL I live for, all I want.
I book a flight to paris. I spent to weeks there, then when I was about to come back I died. I will never fly again.
I like to flight becase it makes me feel free. lika the sky ,, like the birds, is all that , and then i feel great great…. I cant believe more than that because is my new reality.
the pilot wanted to down the flight because he was so unbeliavably drunk. What an ass face. He liked to make jokes about being a kamikazee but he wasn’t really.
Sometimes, I wish I could just take off in flight. I wish I could feel the wind whipping about my face. Messing up my hair and caressing my body. Lifting me, pushing me, carrying me further.
it may have been the answer to everything
i waited, lightly tapping my toes on the tiles.
arms crossed.
it had been forever. i could barely remember the way you wore your hair.
not that it mattered.
not that it ever mattered.
it stank of old things, exhaled breath, and foot powder. screens blinked on and off, delays,on time, cancellations.
we all eye each other differently these days, even though it seems to me that the point was made.
you. who are you?
the enemy.
A bird in flight is perhaps the most beautiful thing that a human can see. It’s majestic movements in the air, the silent beat of it;s wings, it’s the one thing that all people wish they could do without the help of some large metal contraption. Humans envy birds, able to chirp in song without being off-pitch, able to reach places in the sky that we could only hope to reach in our wildest dreams.
fly away from your troubles and woes
get up and goes
from heads to toes they knows that flight is the only option for escape. to victory. the time has come pack your bags and get ready to depart – no dodgy bomb jokes or you wont get on the plane
the time has come for flight
this is where it all begins, the way wings break open, the egg from the shell, white on white sky, the smooth crack, the liquid as it runs down your arms, the skin coming into pinion, the bird of man, the life of flight. this is where it all ends, the ground as the dirt, the dirt as hell, the soft cusion as it breaks open around the blood in the body, the bones ground smooth into the limb of a branch. we have found flight on the same day we have found memory. memory of the becoming of the skin, of the light as it stretches over the fingers into velveteen flaps, into the great stretch of wing.
Fight or flight – the universal response. When he opened his eyes, caught a glimpse of the man who had stolen his breath away with a single kiss, he was glas that in the end he had picked neither response. Leaned in for another…
Flight of the Conchords is an amazing show. They’re like the clean version of Tenacious D. Though I don’t consider all their stuff to be especially “clean”, they are definitely cleanER than that band, both of which I happen to enjoy very much, actually.
I’m trying to book a flight back to New Orleans.
I was planning to return before I even left. I’ve been tracking airfare rates on a weekly basis.
I left my heart in New Orleans… or maybe I found my heart in that ecclectic city.
Yeh. I’m going back. I just need to book my flight.
flight of the bumblebee is the best and most erotic piece of art by Salvador Dali
Take flight
I might
In the night
In a fright
On the wings
of a cool autumn breeze
The flight was about to take off. The engined roared to a start and the propellars began to spin
adventure, high, adrenaline, many people, fast, new, visit, wonder, white, coulds, sun, plane, parachute, low cost, boarding, customs, windows, photos
The only chance we had was to run. Down the stairs quickly, she and sped, the sounds of the creatures feet clicking as it gave chase. A hundred times I asked myself why I opened that door, but I never came up with a good reason.
i like taking flights.
but the actual flights cant be taken by humans, we need aeroplanes to help us fly.
However we do have out thoughts, which can take flight and are not constrained by anything.
Maybe one day we will be physically be able to do the same thing as out minds, the question is, is it a good thing?
my flight to my way is not continous yet i got so many troubles disturbance throughout but i still love ma flight
flight across the ocean, open seas, open skys.
please be aware items in the overhead lockers may move during the flight. the safety demostration safely the same, every time, ensures noone listens. in a crisis, i would enjoy the slides
Take flight. Take off and fly to the moon. The whole concept of flying has always fascinated me. I love the dreams where I fly, even the ones where the flying is hard to do. The soaring, the view, the effortlessness, without the queasy feeling.
i took a flight from newyork to hyderabad. it was an excellent flight, as i had a good company all
along. i met nice persons and had a nice food.
Fight or flight. these are the only white & black option the nature gave us. we added the colores we made it difficalt
I hate taking flights. The airport is such a frusterating place. Up and down the flight line and It is such a demanding place. They want this and they want that, take your shoes off, the belt and loose change. I swear. I can do well without a flight any day of the week.
Taking flight, the mugger ran as fast as he could from his target. He’d meant to hit him, but he didn’t mean to hit him so hard. The blood, all that blood, was not what he had in mind. Still, the money he got out of the deal might make the day worth it. He grimaced, but continued to run. It couldn’t get worse, right?
Light ones are supposed to be on flight.
Fat ones are supposed to be farted.
fun
free, in the air no feelings or cares…. like a bird drifting in and out of the clouds
close your eyes and feel the wind… rush so fast through the deep blue sky free
flight is josh gurry. flight: a cunt. Whenever it was around, we could no longer think. think of anything but the juzzer. the big G. Josh G Gurry.
Some dream of flight, soaring through the sky and enjoying what amounts to the perfect form of freedom. Not even gravity can hold you down any longer.
As I hold your hand I peer out of the window, at the landscape below us. The terrifying awe so easily experienced as a child, but lost somewhere on the path to adulthood, fills me once again, and excitement makes me hold you tighter.
The flight of angels, gracely. Or the flight of a half-eaten sandwich, cruising the room in agony. No two flights are the same, but there’s one thing they all have in comon.
Every flight must end. Every flight ends with a fall. Flight.
the man collects himself. the bustle of the people around him helps him recover the little remains of his dignity. standing up to wipe his tears, he walks to his scheduled flight. alone.
of the Valkyrie.
So here she stands before the man who has constantly abused her for the past 15 years. Up against the wall with tears streaming down her face she stares at his cold eyes as his fist is up ready to fight. I have to take a moment and leave. It’s fight or flight and I know I can’t fight this one. The next day she makes the call. Finally her wings lift up and she begins her flight away from this man who has hurt her so much. Flight was her way to survive.
as the plane was flying through the air some people needed to go to the restroom very fast. They all had a bad stomache, but who was aloud to go first. Only one working toilet on the whole goddamn plain. One of the persons pulled out a match.
Before she could think she ran. She always assumed that she would fight rather than run. Perhaps she wasn’t as brave as she thought herself to be. When faced with danger, with conflict, she didn’t stand her ground, she didn’t fight, she ran.
She didn’t like to think of herself as a coward. She had always been a tomboy. A brave girl ready to face anything that came her way.
I flew and flew and flew, reaching heights that I never felt before. I only imagined their existence and them materializing around me, in me, before me, excited me, made my senses tingle. I felt like I was nowhere but I felt like I was everywhere. I never landed.
airplanes flying in the air.going on a vacation
take flight and it will set you free. take flight and see the world, it will take you wherever you want to be. ride the wind, ride the clouds, whatever way of transportation you may choose…take flight.
ALL I think about is the flight from this place that I will make soon, I will gather my stuff and run. That is ALL I live for, all I want.