is where i am. as well as where i’d like to be. i can GO anywhere.
i can BE anywhere. and,
anywhere can be in my mind.
in my minds’ eye.
anywhere is a ‘tabla rasa’ word that ignites passion and imagination in my soul.
i wish to be anywhere including here: an island, a carribean blue.
or a mountain top ready to ski down it!
Anywhere. We could go anywhere, everywhere. We could run, jump, sprint, hop, fly. We could fly. Everywhere we went, the two of us, we flew. Flying was our favorite. We flew, and laughed, and never slept. The world was perfect. Was.
I could go anywhere. Just take off in my car, a duffel stashed full of crumpled clothes. I don’t have anything holding me back. I could go to New York or New Orleans, Los Angeles, or Portland. I want to go drive all night, get lost, and have coffee in the morning at a diner in Anycity, Anywhere, USA.
I could look anywhere for you, but I’d never find you. I could search the sea, I could search the land, but I would never find you. I could search the sky, I could search the mountains, but I would never find you. I could search anywhere for you, but I’d never find you, because in this world, you no longer exist. I could search anywhere for you, but I’d never find heaven.
Anywhere seems so limitless. Anywhere. but hopes rarely end in line with practicality and anywhere becomes a short list of 1) here 2) there. Where we could be and where we can be are two different things.
If I could work anywhere I would live in a beach town on the Mediterranean coast. Every day, I would have a modest apartment and walk along the harbor to the sandy beach side. There is no way I would ever be tired of this.
i just want to get away. anywhere is fine. so long as its far from this place. from you. i love you,i really do. but you dont love me, well not the same way. and you never will. i dont blame you, so i need to get away from you, from everything. its nothing personal. i just need to start over. a new heart, a new home.
Anywhere I go there I am. I can’t go anywhere with out myself being there. No where is a place that no one can go because every place we go there we are. Never alone.
if i could stop and take of my coat and amble around looking at the art of the world looking at the lovers and the vhildren and the ocean i would i would rather do that than anything now i’d rather be digging my toes into the sand staring at the footsteps next to mine just slightly bigger and more clumsy i’d rather fall to the ground and be immersed in the tide letting the sand swirl around me making my hair dry and my mouth parched i’d rather be anywhere else if it meant i’d be with you
I wish I was anywhere but here. This is perfect for today. I hate here. There’s nothing here. Nothing but closed minded people and fake friends and hurt and heartache and memories. What I really need is to get away. To find a man to sweep me off my feet and make me forget, somewhere far, far, away from here. A man to fall in love with me, despite my past hurts and fears, and to just love me and let me forget.
Anywhere, I stare. Anywhere I dream. Do I want to step off into anywhere? Or stay there? Or go where my heart guides me? Or with you- towards to burning sun, towards all of our hopes and dreams? I’ll go anywhere with you, my blossom- anywhere but here. Here is where our hearts cannot be allowed to sing free- not for you or me.
If I could be anywhere right now, it would be under the capable hands of Cathy the masseuse born on Christmas day. She gave me the most wonderful massage ever. She told me, “you are an excellent receiver.” Best compliment I ever got.
Anywhere there is sex, Paul would be there. Peeking into the windows, in-between the slit of the blinds, gawking with wide, sparkling eyes. Indeed, he was a pervert, but a refined one at that, considering his destination of choice were always estates of the rich and famous.
Shaking her head she realised she wanted to be anywhere but where she was sitting. hearing the words being spoken at her – yes, ‘at’ her – was difficult to stomach. After all these years, the hard work and sacrifices, these words were coming back to haunt her.
Anywhere you go, I will follow, I will follow you. Anytime you want to leave, I will follow. All I want is you, will you follow me? Will you follow me down this path? Will you follow me through this forest? All I did was for you. Do you like me now? I will follow, I will follow. Follow me through this forest; do you like me now?
I would follow you anywhere. To the ends of the Earth and beyond. To the gates of heaven or hell. To the life beyond, into the Universe. I would find you by the warmth of your heart and the light of your soul.
Take me away. Anywhere you like, I just want to be gone from the on going patronisation. They don’t understand me. They don’t even try. Take me from my parents, into your arms.
I could be at the corners of everywhere,
And still find you there,
See you in my dreams,
In the folds and in the seams,
Where you would slip in, unseen,
And uncover all my hopes and fears,
Fill me up with smiles and tears,
Leaving me with an empty space,
As I try and try to leave this place.
I want to go anywhere. The fields, the mountains, anywhere. If only God could let me go where I wanted, explore where I wanted, see whom I wanted to see, I definitely would. Why he never replies my prayers, I never know. Who am I kidding, I have never prayed anyhow, I never believed in God nor the power of ‘prayers’. It’s a bit ironic though isn’t it, but speaking about him I acknowledge His existence. Or not neccessarily.
I want to get out of this ridiculous place.
I want to leave, and just run and run until I’m completely out of breath.
I want to be able to do what I want.
I want to be able to love who I want.
I want to be able to be myself.
I want to not have to worry about criticism.
Anywhere I want to go I can. Anywhere where there is bountiful opportunities of success and elevation I can go.
Anywhere, anywhen and anywho. All are within my sphere of control. I have no fear of the failure of my actions because I have already embraced the beauty of their intent. Let the consequences take me away as the tide, it makes no difference.
I want to be anywhere but here. Preferably a beach in the sun next to a huge city where anything you wish to buy is there for your to do so to your hearts content. Money would be an issue in real life but who cares right now? It’s my fantasy right? If, in my mind, I want to be on a beach next to a place where I can buy exotic and yummy things to eat, talk to nice, normal people and have no worries then I damn well will.
anywhere but here is where i wanna go. i wanna go where it’s free, i wanna go where there’s no care. anywhere but in front of this computer working on this ridiculous research paper. i wanna gogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogo!!
I wish I could go anywhere I wanted whenever I wanted. I hate having rules. Rules drive me crazy!!! If I could live anywhere, I’d live in Show Low because Show Low is amazing!
Anywhere. Anywhere but here. I don’t care where you are going, just take me with you. I can fly on stand by. Leave it all behind, and never look back. There’s nothing here anyway. I’d rather be anywhere.
I wish I could be anywhere I wanted to be at any given time. Of course, I probably would have made so many mistakes, just doing what I wanted. I still wish that at times. I would love to see my friends. All of them.
Sometimes you want to be anywhere else except where you are. Grass is always greener on the other side of the fence? Hardly, but sometimes you can’t help but think so. Hope so. And then you cross the fence.
An anywhere sandwich is one made with clouds. You can use bread, but it is more authentic to put the clouds between two old shoes that have walked over a mountain.
i trace the skyline
with her
fingers
her eyes never leaving
my hands
“now do you see?”
I ask
she grabs my face in reply
and it feels like
a million tiny kisses
have followed her to
my pale cheeks
leaving burning imprints
in their absence
Honestly, right now, I would love to be anywhere. Anywhere but here. And by here, I mean this town, with these people, at this moment. I’m not assuming that ‘anywhere else’ has better people, oh no, in fact, it probably has worse people. But I’m not asking for better. Or worse. Just…different.
is where i am. as well as where i’d like to be. i can GO anywhere.
i can BE anywhere. and,
anywhere can be in my mind.
in my minds’ eye.
anywhere is a ‘tabla rasa’ word that ignites passion and imagination in my soul.
i wish to be anywhere including here: an island, a carribean blue.
or a mountain top ready to ski down it!
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I want to go anywhere, places where there’s beauty, harmony, anminal…
Anywhere. We could go anywhere, everywhere. We could run, jump, sprint, hop, fly. We could fly. Everywhere we went, the two of us, we flew. Flying was our favorite. We flew, and laughed, and never slept. The world was perfect. Was.
I could go anywhere. Just take off in my car, a duffel stashed full of crumpled clothes. I don’t have anything holding me back. I could go to New York or New Orleans, Los Angeles, or Portland. I want to go drive all night, get lost, and have coffee in the morning at a diner in Anycity, Anywhere, USA.
I could look anywhere for you, but I’d never find you. I could search the sea, I could search the land, but I would never find you. I could search the sky, I could search the mountains, but I would never find you. I could search anywhere for you, but I’d never find you, because in this world, you no longer exist. I could search anywhere for you, but I’d never find heaven.
Anywhere seems so limitless. Anywhere. but hopes rarely end in line with practicality and anywhere becomes a short list of 1) here 2) there. Where we could be and where we can be are two different things.
If I could work anywhere I would live in a beach town on the Mediterranean coast. Every day, I would have a modest apartment and walk along the harbor to the sandy beach side. There is no way I would ever be tired of this.
Is she, my horse, anywhere to be found? I heard her whinny, where is she? I pondered many questions as I stood in the middle of nowhere…
i just want to get away. anywhere is fine. so long as its far from this place. from you. i love you,i really do. but you dont love me, well not the same way. and you never will. i dont blame you, so i need to get away from you, from everything. its nothing personal. i just need to start over. a new heart, a new home.
anywhere you turn, whatever road you travel or what your next adventure entails – I’ll be there beside you forever and ever now.
and not in some weird, stalker sort of way either.
Anywhere I go there I am. I can’t go anywhere with out myself being there. No where is a place that no one can go because every place we go there we are. Never alone.
if i could stop and take of my coat and amble around looking at the art of the world looking at the lovers and the vhildren and the ocean i would i would rather do that than anything now i’d rather be digging my toes into the sand staring at the footsteps next to mine just slightly bigger and more clumsy i’d rather fall to the ground and be immersed in the tide letting the sand swirl around me making my hair dry and my mouth parched i’d rather be anywhere else if it meant i’d be with you
I wish I was anywhere but here. This is perfect for today. I hate here. There’s nothing here. Nothing but closed minded people and fake friends and hurt and heartache and memories. What I really need is to get away. To find a man to sweep me off my feet and make me forget, somewhere far, far, away from here. A man to fall in love with me, despite my past hurts and fears, and to just love me and let me forget.
Anywhere, I stare. Anywhere I dream. Do I want to step off into anywhere? Or stay there? Or go where my heart guides me? Or with you- towards to burning sun, towards all of our hopes and dreams? I’ll go anywhere with you, my blossom- anywhere but here. Here is where our hearts cannot be allowed to sing free- not for you or me.
Anywhere
If I could be anywhere right now, it would be under the capable hands of Cathy the masseuse born on Christmas day. She gave me the most wonderful massage ever. She told me, “you are an excellent receiver.” Best compliment I ever got.
Anywhere there is sex, Paul would be there. Peeking into the windows, in-between the slit of the blinds, gawking with wide, sparkling eyes. Indeed, he was a pervert, but a refined one at that, considering his destination of choice were always estates of the rich and famous.
Shaking her head she realised she wanted to be anywhere but where she was sitting. hearing the words being spoken at her – yes, ‘at’ her – was difficult to stomach. After all these years, the hard work and sacrifices, these words were coming back to haunt her.
Anywhere you go, I will follow, I will follow you. Anytime you want to leave, I will follow. All I want is you, will you follow me? Will you follow me down this path? Will you follow me through this forest? All I did was for you. Do you like me now? I will follow, I will follow. Follow me through this forest; do you like me now?
I would follow you anywhere. To the ends of the Earth and beyond. To the gates of heaven or hell. To the life beyond, into the Universe. I would find you by the warmth of your heart and the light of your soul.
Take me away. Anywhere you like, I just want to be gone from the on going patronisation. They don’t understand me. They don’t even try. Take me from my parents, into your arms.
I could be at the corners of everywhere,
And still find you there,
See you in my dreams,
In the folds and in the seams,
Where you would slip in, unseen,
And uncover all my hopes and fears,
Fill me up with smiles and tears,
Leaving me with an empty space,
As I try and try to leave this place.
Enywhere in the world i like,
I put on my awsome top hat.
Maybe you dislike,
squeling like a little rat.
I want to go anywhere. The fields, the mountains, anywhere. If only God could let me go where I wanted, explore where I wanted, see whom I wanted to see, I definitely would. Why he never replies my prayers, I never know. Who am I kidding, I have never prayed anyhow, I never believed in God nor the power of ‘prayers’. It’s a bit ironic though isn’t it, but speaking about him I acknowledge His existence. Or not neccessarily.
I want to get out of this ridiculous place.
I want to leave, and just run and run until I’m completely out of breath.
I want to be able to do what I want.
I want to be able to love who I want.
I want to be able to be myself.
I want to not have to worry about criticism.
I want a better life.
Or I want no life.
Anywhere always sounds like a better place.
Anywhere I want to go I can. Anywhere where there is bountiful opportunities of success and elevation I can go.
Anywhere, anywhen and anywho. All are within my sphere of control. I have no fear of the failure of my actions because I have already embraced the beauty of their intent. Let the consequences take me away as the tide, it makes no difference.
I want to be anywhere but here. Preferably a beach in the sun next to a huge city where anything you wish to buy is there for your to do so to your hearts content. Money would be an issue in real life but who cares right now? It’s my fantasy right? If, in my mind, I want to be on a beach next to a place where I can buy exotic and yummy things to eat, talk to nice, normal people and have no worries then I damn well will.
I will go anywhere, besides jail and school. Scholl is a very boring place.
anywhere but here is where i wanna go. i wanna go where it’s free, i wanna go where there’s no care. anywhere but in front of this computer working on this ridiculous research paper. i wanna gogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogo!!
I wish I could go anywhere I wanted whenever I wanted. I hate having rules. Rules drive me crazy!!! If I could live anywhere, I’d live in Show Low because Show Low is amazing!
Anywhere. Anywhere but here. I don’t care where you are going, just take me with you. I can fly on stand by. Leave it all behind, and never look back. There’s nothing here anyway. I’d rather be anywhere.
Anywhere. I’m not bothered really.
What he meant was he didn’t care enough to think of somewhere.
And so here we are again.
I wish I could be anywhere I wanted to be at any given time. Of course, I probably would have made so many mistakes, just doing what I wanted. I still wish that at times. I would love to see my friends. All of them.
Sometimes I feel like I want to be anywhere else but here, but it probably wouldn’t matter. I can’t get away from me.
Sometimes you want to be anywhere else except where you are. Grass is always greener on the other side of the fence? Hardly, but sometimes you can’t help but think so. Hope so. And then you cross the fence.
An anywhere sandwich is one made with clouds. You can use bread, but it is more authentic to put the clouds between two old shoes that have walked over a mountain.
i trace the skyline
with her
fingers
her eyes never leaving
my hands
“now do you see?”
I ask
she grabs my face in reply
and it feels like
a million tiny kisses
have followed her to
my pale cheeks
leaving burning imprints
in their absence
I don’t like to go anywhere. I like to go everywhere. Anywhere is a weird word. I didn’t learn how to spell anywhere until I was in second grade.
Honestly, right now, I would love to be anywhere. Anywhere but here. And by here, I mean this town, with these people, at this moment. I’m not assuming that ‘anywhere else’ has better people, oh no, in fact, it probably has worse people. But I’m not asking for better. Or worse. Just…different.