I got this word so many times before it’s beginning to annoy me. Are there any other words on this thing beside leap? Time is running out…. Not yet… Almost there…
I love to leap and jump and get as high as i can with my legs. I love playing leap frog now and when i was a kid. I should exercise so I can be in shape and leap far.
Leaps can be just little steps off big cliffs. Sometimes all it takes is a little step, and things will fall into place, *I* will fall….hopefully into the right place.
It’ll all resolve around me in a whir and I’ll never know it’s me falling and not the universe rearranging to bring me to the center of the earth.
people leap. don’t think before you leap. LEAPFROGS! let’s leap together. LEAP!!!!! omg my time is running out I have to leap! LEEEEEEEEEEEAP! can’t leap… I’m paralyzed D: leap? :'(
My god, you had been so broken hadn’t you? My heart leaped and broke and turned its wings against itself. I looked up at you, so sweet and simple. You told me, “I never knew your face had so many moons.”
So I posted this Facebook status. It’s directed at you, love. I’m happy with myself, and if you’re not, well, it hurts but I can’t change that. Lovely, I miss you, you’re my best friend, but there’s something between us now, something bad and wrong and sad…
What the fuck! Just do it! Leap! i need to follow this. leap shmeap they all say, no. leap. do it, you want to. i know you do. i see it in your eyes. please. for them. for you. for her. for him. LEAP. DO IT NOW. BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE HAPPENS! DO IT DO IT DO IT. times running out! dont wait for tomorrow, what if tomorrow never comes? seriously. LEAP.
i woke up against some pivotal form of flying, momma taught me to leap and that’s just what i did
but the bridge was so high up and i never got to see the Californian moon.
and george leapt out of his seat only to find that the very thing that pricked his ass would be his one true love. 5 years later, and a messy divorce he finally ran away with his true love, but his true love fucked off halfway to L.A. and met a ventriloquist in Vegas, his true loves a sock puppet now.
do you see that frog over yonder? leaping from lily pad to pad. waiting for the next best fly to catch upon his slimy long tongue. i want to be just like that frog.
I leaped across the room–grande jete. Plie. Pirouette. This was shockingly simple, annoying for an audition. I then remembered I was in a class with a load of first year pointe students. Why were there none higher? It was maddening!
It was going to be a big leap into her “new life”. She wasnt sure if she was able to do it or not. Well, at least without the help of her one true love.
Frogs are green usually, and my old french teacher was obsessed with them. She was a real bitch who would complain how stupid people are. I hated her, and I also think logs, like when frogs leap on them.
i miss pointe. i haven’t done pointe in years. i’ve been dancing and doing ballet but it just isn’t the same as pointe. i need to get back and start again. it was a part of my life. i love life right now surprisingly.
Running jumping falling through the air. Deep breaths, exhaustion screaming into my muscles. I reach for you and you’re not there. Stretching further and running farther, falling into the sky. I close my eyes and let the tears fall as slowly I do die. Dreaming Silently and let the world come true.
I leaped onto the desk with a great excittment welling up inside of me. The students stared, whispering. Wondering about their teacher. Why? Why did she just do that?! To tell the truth, I was drunk.
I open my email and almost leap through the ceiling. After three months of lab-induced silence, he’s contacted me. It’s not over, it’s not even ending. How nice the world seems now, golden through the window haze of ourselves.
I leap everyday over the fields of gray not green because what is seen is in between all that I see on the floor and above the lore. Now I am here I have no fear this is the leap that brought me there the place where i dream everyday the place that is no longer gray. This place I want to leap to! Oh the leaps and bounds I have taken. Its ok said the leap frog.
take leaps and bounds, that’s what i want to do in my life. Leaping, and actually taking a LEAP of faith seems really tempting right now, but why is it that following your heart and taking that lead is so much harder than just following your brain and doing what’s rational.
Endless. The corridors of my mind
beckon me to lovers’ leap
tempting me to jump
Leap, into the arms of him
But what if he doesnt catch me?
What if I fall and dont stop falling?
What if I scream and no one hears?
Too many “What if”‘s, too many fears.
Should I just chance it?
Run down the corridor
and into the arms of love?
Or shouldIi hold back, listen to the voice above?
Im going to jump. The scent of him is just
too over-powering. Ensnaring everything
Making me mindless, crazy, senseless
I back up a few feet, just to get a run up
I run, I run as fast as i can. I leap
off a towering clifftop and i look
down into the eyes of him,
but those eyes have turned into great oceans
And im going down.
Down.
As he leapt into the air, the stadium erupted into ecstasy. He had just scored the winning goal and his country had secured its first ever championship as the man lay hanging, lifeless.
I will look before I leap most of the time but that makes my life contrived, unadventurous. Even recognizing that, it is the way I will probably always conduct myself. I used to leap verbally before my brain was engaged and I often offended people. I look back on that now and think that was a different person, a lifetime ago. I don’t leap much anymore in any direction. My life is set, and that is the way I like it.
es prunkt ein sprung in der schüssel im ungewissen brennt noch licht ich denke vielleicht kommst du auch wieder nach hause oder ich such mir einen platz- deckchen service nee kommt nicht mal in den schrank
I stood at the edge of the building’s roof, trying to breathe. I had to do something. I’d seen this so many times in movies, on TV, something crazy-like. It seemed crazy, anyway. But I didn’t have I choice, did I?
Once upon a time there were seven lords a leaping through the bushes of the manor. They were sneaking toward the party in order to execute the best prank ever. No one knew yet. They had kept the secret
Diane looked across the pond, her hands fluttering with excitement. She was wearing the wrong shoes- white Sunday sandals- to make the leap, but there would be no other chance. She backed up, dug her toes into the dirt, and with a wild whoop, ran for the bank.
the water has a film on it. should I leap in? i can’t see past the surface. is this faith I require, or something else? I know what will happen when I jump.
jumping very high or to take a chance at something. Its like leaping to your dream, it creates a very positive feeling. It makes me want to try new things and to reach to the stars, to never stop
I tried to take a leap and all it brought me was sadness. I thought I was being brave. Turns out I was just being stupid. I wish you could take a leap and come back to me.
i have taken so many leap of faiths for you,but just like Lucy pulling the ball up against Charlie Brown,when I leap for you you hold your knife out so that I run into it,than cry..why won’t you come after me and save me…your turn to leap..or at least put the knife away…
I got this word so many times before it’s beginning to annoy me. Are there any other words on this thing beside leap? Time is running out…. Not yet… Almost there…
I love to leap and jump and get as high as i can with my legs. I love playing leap frog now and when i was a kid. I should exercise so I can be in shape and leap far.
Leaps can be just little steps off big cliffs. Sometimes all it takes is a little step, and things will fall into place, *I* will fall….hopefully into the right place.
It’ll all resolve around me in a whir and I’ll never know it’s me falling and not the universe rearranging to bring me to the center of the earth.
Thank you gravity.
people leap. don’t think before you leap. LEAPFROGS! let’s leap together. LEAP!!!!! omg my time is running out I have to leap! LEEEEEEEEEEEAP! can’t leap… I’m paralyzed D: leap? :'(
My god, you had been so broken hadn’t you? My heart leaped and broke and turned its wings against itself. I looked up at you, so sweet and simple. You told me, “I never knew your face had so many moons.”
So I posted this Facebook status. It’s directed at you, love. I’m happy with myself, and if you’re not, well, it hurts but I can’t change that. Lovely, I miss you, you’re my best friend, but there’s something between us now, something bad and wrong and sad…
Jump. Fly. Leap frogs. I like to leap. Leap is a nice word. It rhymes with a lot. Beep.
What the fuck! Just do it! Leap! i need to follow this. leap shmeap they all say, no. leap. do it, you want to. i know you do. i see it in your eyes. please. for them. for you. for her. for him. LEAP. DO IT NOW. BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE HAPPENS! DO IT DO IT DO IT. times running out! dont wait for tomorrow, what if tomorrow never comes? seriously. LEAP.
i woke up against some pivotal form of flying, momma taught me to leap and that’s just what i did
but the bridge was so high up and i never got to see the Californian moon.
and george leapt out of his seat only to find that the very thing that pricked his ass would be his one true love. 5 years later, and a messy divorce he finally ran away with his true love, but his true love fucked off halfway to L.A. and met a ventriloquist in Vegas, his true loves a sock puppet now.
do you see that frog over yonder? leaping from lily pad to pad. waiting for the next best fly to catch upon his slimy long tongue. i want to be just like that frog.
I leaped across the room–grande jete. Plie. Pirouette. This was shockingly simple, annoying for an audition. I then remembered I was in a class with a load of first year pointe students. Why were there none higher? It was maddening!
It was going to be a big leap into her “new life”. She wasnt sure if she was able to do it or not. Well, at least without the help of her one true love.
I closed my eyes and leapt into my new life, not knowing where I was headed or if I’d be okay in the end. There was nothing else for me, so I let go.
Frogs are green usually, and my old french teacher was obsessed with them. She was a real bitch who would complain how stupid people are. I hated her, and I also think logs, like when frogs leap on them.
i miss pointe. i haven’t done pointe in years. i’ve been dancing and doing ballet but it just isn’t the same as pointe. i need to get back and start again. it was a part of my life. i love life right now surprisingly.
Running jumping falling through the air. Deep breaths, exhaustion screaming into my muscles. I reach for you and you’re not there. Stretching further and running farther, falling into the sky. I close my eyes and let the tears fall as slowly I do die. Dreaming Silently and let the world come true.
I leaped onto the desk with a great excittment welling up inside of me. The students stared, whispering. Wondering about their teacher. Why? Why did she just do that?! To tell the truth, I was drunk.
I open my email and almost leap through the ceiling. After three months of lab-induced silence, he’s contacted me. It’s not over, it’s not even ending. How nice the world seems now, golden through the window haze of ourselves.
I leap everyday over the fields of gray not green because what is seen is in between all that I see on the floor and above the lore. Now I am here I have no fear this is the leap that brought me there the place where i dream everyday the place that is no longer gray. This place I want to leap to! Oh the leaps and bounds I have taken. Its ok said the leap frog.
we took a leap into the unknown desert of our souls, we had as many dreams storaged there that we had to explode.
Leaping up the stairs not fretting about a thing. Just looking towards the door above which will send me into his open arms safe and warm.
take leaps and bounds, that’s what i want to do in my life. Leaping, and actually taking a LEAP of faith seems really tempting right now, but why is it that following your heart and taking that lead is so much harder than just following your brain and doing what’s rational.
And then she made a giant leap of faith by starting to care and feel for him, then somewhere they met. And then it all begun
30 seconds left :D
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Endless. The corridors of my mind
beckon me to lovers’ leap
tempting me to jump
Leap, into the arms of him
But what if he doesnt catch me?
What if I fall and dont stop falling?
What if I scream and no one hears?
Too many “What if”‘s, too many fears.
Should I just chance it?
Run down the corridor
and into the arms of love?
Or shouldIi hold back, listen to the voice above?
Im going to jump. The scent of him is just
too over-powering. Ensnaring everything
Making me mindless, crazy, senseless
I back up a few feet, just to get a run up
I run, I run as fast as i can. I leap
off a towering clifftop and i look
down into the eyes of him,
but those eyes have turned into great oceans
And im going down.
Down.
A leap of faith. A frog leaps into a new life. One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind. A leap of faith.
As he leapt into the air, the stadium erupted into ecstasy. He had just scored the winning goal and his country had secured its first ever championship as the man lay hanging, lifeless.
I will look before I leap most of the time but that makes my life contrived, unadventurous. Even recognizing that, it is the way I will probably always conduct myself. I used to leap verbally before my brain was engaged and I often offended people. I look back on that now and think that was a different person, a lifetime ago. I don’t leap much anymore in any direction. My life is set, and that is the way I like it.
Leaps and bounds. I’m much too afraid to take them. I stay in my comfort circle and watch the world whirl by.
es prunkt ein sprung in der schüssel im ungewissen brennt noch licht ich denke vielleicht kommst du auch wieder nach hause oder ich such mir einen platz- deckchen service nee kommt nicht mal in den schrank
I stood at the edge of the building’s roof, trying to breathe. I had to do something. I’d seen this so many times in movies, on TV, something crazy-like. It seemed crazy, anyway. But I didn’t have I choice, did I?
I leaped.
Once upon a time there were seven lords a leaping through the bushes of the manor. They were sneaking toward the party in order to execute the best prank ever. No one knew yet. They had kept the secret
I’ve always wanted to leap. Leap away from my insecurities, my problems, my worries. Just escape from the world. I want to live in serenity.
Diane looked across the pond, her hands fluttering with excitement. She was wearing the wrong shoes- white Sunday sandals- to make the leap, but there would be no other chance. She backed up, dug her toes into the dirt, and with a wild whoop, ran for the bank.
the water has a film on it. should I leap in? i can’t see past the surface. is this faith I require, or something else? I know what will happen when I jump.
jumping very high or to take a chance at something. Its like leaping to your dream, it creates a very positive feeling. It makes me want to try new things and to reach to the stars, to never stop
Is this the only word? This is the fourth time I got “leap…”
I tried to take a leap and all it brought me was sadness. I thought I was being brave. Turns out I was just being stupid. I wish you could take a leap and come back to me.
i have taken so many leap of faiths for you,but just like Lucy pulling the ball up against Charlie Brown,when I leap for you you hold your knife out so that I run into it,than cry..why won’t you come after me and save me…your turn to leap..or at least put the knife away…