Everyone seems to follow a set methodology. And this has affected their independent action. It becomes very stressful when it comes down to make an independent decision instead of looking up following instructions
“You can run for as long as you want, I’ll follow you anywhere.” She remained consistent. He stared at her for as long as he could stand to do so.
“Look, you’re too young. When you turn eighteen, let me know.” He smiled and turned to walk away.
“So two years is too much for you? You believe that I’ll change much in two years?” Her voice became aggressive.
I suppose that when it came down to it, they couldn’t have continue down the path that they were on without someone to light the way. A leader to trust in, and the loyal followers all lined up behind.
To follow someone is an art form. They must not see you, you musn’t even see yourself. To see yourself would be futile. To follow someone is an important thing that all of us do. It’s a vital part of the mortal state. A sad, sad part of life.
Follow the wind as it pushes you forward.
Follow the river with your sails up high.
Follow the current and it zaps through your being.
Follow the truth til the day you die.
Seek intuition and do not forget
The part of your brain that they want you to lose.
Follow the rhythm and flow of this planet.
Remember your life can be what you choose.
Following her through the trees of the forest, past the skeleton leaves carpeting the dry floor, our footsteps beating out an unnatural rhythm to whatever wildlife might have deigned to listen. No words, no thoughts. Only the feeling of hot breath, of a pain in the chest. Laughing.
Jesus said to them; “Follow me. I will make you Fishers of Men.” What it means is for us Christians to go out into the world and tell everybody the news of Jesus Christ. God loves you, and you, and you, and everybody!
I followed my lover into the darkness, because that’s what you do when you love someone, right? you don’t watch them struggle, you struggle with them. I would rather choke beside you than breathe the most crisp air with someone else.
Follow me into the darkness,
As the moonlight shall be
The only glow you can see.
Follow me into the void,
Where secrets are hidden
Deep within your reach.
Follow me into my soul,
Where I will expose myself to you,
Giving myself fully.
As she walked towards her house, she could hear footsteps behind her. They were loud, and it was dark at night so she wondered what other person could be walking in the same direction at 12 as she is? She started to get paranoid and thought she was being followed, so she started to dash towards her house without looking back.
If you leave, I will follow you to the little black pond at the edge of the forest, where the leaves turn to gold in the middle of the night, and the sun cannot touch the soil and turn it from gray to brown. If you drink from the pond, I will plunge my whole body into its water, to give myself the immortality that you so desire for yourself. After that, it will be tainted – there will be no God among man but me, and I am not quite man nor God.
follow me into the night and forever on
take my and go with me to catch a star
we will live in this world of our own making
and never let it go, never let it be touched by another soul
When we were children we used to spend every minute we could together. We used to play follow the leader in Mark’s garden, which was so big once, when we were playing hide and seek, Ally got lost in a rabbit’s hole.
So there I am, just following behind this guy in a dark jacket. Mysterious. That’s probably what I thought as we tread deeper into the hoard of people and climbed the stairs of what is probably the loudest house I have ever been in.
She has been able to follow her heart all her life and it has never been wrong yet, though lately she is questioning it. Will it be true to her this time?
Into the darkness I will lead. But fear not for light is not needed. Just the strength of our hearts and the warmths that it creates. We will illuminate through this unknown and search for nothing other than ourselves. As one we will descend, as one we will follow the binding voice of our souls.
“You should have followed me!”,Joshua yelled
“Oh come on!!” Dan cried out
“Here, let me tell you what happened….”Joshua responded
Run! Run! The blue team was off ! The first part was the sluggish muddy pits! The blue team was determined to win,but so is the yellow team! Both team thundered across the mud pits in less than 10 seconds!
“Wow! This race will be a tight one!” the commentator laughed! The second and final part was the deadly acid bombs!!!!!! People have entered,but never came out! So,the blue team quickly ran with agility like they would have alreadly won the race! But, one of the team members was quickly departarted and all was gone!!
“Now do you get it”, Joshua told Dan
“No……”Dan quivered
“Come on! All this time for nothing!”Joshua cried out loud
So JOshua just left Dan thinking that this never happended!!
Follow the leader. Follow the morons. Follow the sound of my voice. Come along, my insipid darlings. Be free to follow me. As long as you do things my way, that is. Swallow before you talk. Swallow, swallow, swallow. Swallow the swallow bird and silence it like I want to silence you.
Follow me, as i gaze down at the fallen and tread upon their hollowed bones.
Feel them crunch like glass between our worn and weathered toes.
For This is what we have won from our oh so pitiable foes.
For this land, drenched in our peoples blood, is what we have won from our ‘oh so pitiable’ foes.
I follow my family in the mall because I wiil get lost and i follow my family to my home and i love my family because i got born in june the 29 2007 and i love samuel,hannie,warren and my self at school i like to play follow the leader with my friend daniel,karl,ezikeal,fredi and my seft i follow the line-up to follow the teacher it is like follow the leader game so….I like to follow…….. eveyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do as I say not as I do
Disconnected words and actions
Double standards, no respect
You’re supposed to follow me
Who wears the pants?
Who’s IN CHARGE!?
I don’t know where I’m going
But follow me
They followed the old woman down the staircase, towards whatever lay below.
The light grew dim as then pushed forward, first Johnny, then Alicia, then Zoe at the end. The woman floated down the stairs as though she couldn’t feel the sticky substance pulling at Johnny’s feet. Like she couldn’t feel their eyes on the back of her neck.
The lyrics followed her through the day, it made everything warp to a strange tune. Before she drifted off to sleep that night, the lyrics finally melted away, leaving nothing but a black hole to swallow her up.
there are many things I can type about following but one thing is As a kid you are told to follow rules and anything and everythinh you are told. Now as you grow up you have the options to follow what ever your little heart desires
I’ve been looking for somebody to follow, not because i don’t know where I want to go, but exactly because I know I don’t want to go where I am suppost to go. Follow somebody worth it. Follow you somewhere else.
Scroll down. Inspect the feed. The scroll, the screed, if you will.
“Hands up, don’t shoot!”
“Here let me give you a history lesson on why the Confederate flag is so legit, 2 legit to quit.”
Oh! I mean, so that’s how it is?
Sadly out in Ohio they’re making grisly discoveries. That missing girl found out deep in the woods, yeah, it’s turing out to be one of those stories. Church of the pines and crooked minds, indeed.
Follow no one
make others follow you
down whatever path you choose
own your existence
leave your life for others to scrutinize later
well past your expiration
follow only your mind and you heart
along whatever treacherous roads
see what may come
brace for it
arise on the other side
different and stronger
I’d follow you anywhere. The curve of your lips, the arch of your spine. I’d walk all over your sweet innocence and your need to have me even though I can’t be yours. Oh, how I wish I could be yours. Until then.
If I write in here about how following isn’t a good thing, isn’t it counterproductive? Well, it’s not. A good thing, I mean. And I love wasting my fucking time.
Engraçado como é fácil seguir. Os professores, seus pais, seus amigos. Ser seguido; não sei. Não tive isso na minha vida (felizmente? pelo menos até agora). Até as regras desse site. É fácil seguir. Será?
Follow is important because if you dont follow thee teachers instructions it might make you in o big trouble. if you were following the teacher or your parents you might get lost esily.
Follow the leader. Follow until you get lost. The leader gets lost. All the fellow followers get lost. You are all in your own worlds, on your own paths. It is not selfish. It just is. You lead your own life. Let no one hinder your lead.
“I don’t think we’re supposed to go this way, Emmit,” Earl whispered.
Aw shut yer sissy mouth and follow me.”
Everyone seems to follow a set methodology. And this has affected their independent action. It becomes very stressful when it comes down to make an independent decision instead of looking up following instructions
“You can run for as long as you want, I’ll follow you anywhere.” She remained consistent. He stared at her for as long as he could stand to do so.
“Look, you’re too young. When you turn eighteen, let me know.” He smiled and turned to walk away.
“So two years is too much for you? You believe that I’ll change much in two years?” Her voice became aggressive.
I suppose that when it came down to it, they couldn’t have continue down the path that they were on without someone to light the way. A leader to trust in, and the loyal followers all lined up behind.
To follow someone is an art form. They must not see you, you musn’t even see yourself. To see yourself would be futile. To follow someone is an important thing that all of us do. It’s a vital part of the mortal state. A sad, sad part of life.
Follow the wind as it pushes you forward.
Follow the river with your sails up high.
Follow the current and it zaps through your being.
Follow the truth til the day you die.
Seek intuition and do not forget
The part of your brain that they want you to lose.
Follow the rhythm and flow of this planet.
Remember your life can be what you choose.
Following her through the trees of the forest, past the skeleton leaves carpeting the dry floor, our footsteps beating out an unnatural rhythm to whatever wildlife might have deigned to listen. No words, no thoughts. Only the feeling of hot breath, of a pain in the chest. Laughing.
Jesus said to them; “Follow me. I will make you Fishers of Men.” What it means is for us Christians to go out into the world and tell everybody the news of Jesus Christ. God loves you, and you, and you, and everybody!
I followed my lover into the darkness, because that’s what you do when you love someone, right? you don’t watch them struggle, you struggle with them. I would rather choke beside you than breathe the most crisp air with someone else.
Follow me into the darkness,
As the moonlight shall be
The only glow you can see.
Follow me into the void,
Where secrets are hidden
Deep within your reach.
Follow me into my soul,
Where I will expose myself to you,
Giving myself fully.
As she walked towards her house, she could hear footsteps behind her. They were loud, and it was dark at night so she wondered what other person could be walking in the same direction at 12 as she is? She started to get paranoid and thought she was being followed, so she started to dash towards her house without looking back.
If you leave, I will follow you to the little black pond at the edge of the forest, where the leaves turn to gold in the middle of the night, and the sun cannot touch the soil and turn it from gray to brown. If you drink from the pond, I will plunge my whole body into its water, to give myself the immortality that you so desire for yourself. After that, it will be tainted – there will be no God among man but me, and I am not quite man nor God.
Wherever you will go, I will follow.
Though sometimes it may take many years,
We will be together someday.
I just know it.
follow me into the night and forever on
take my and go with me to catch a star
we will live in this world of our own making
and never let it go, never let it be touched by another soul
i will follow you
follow you wherever you may go…
there isn’t a valley so deep
a mountain so tall it can keep
keep me away from you…!
When we were children we used to spend every minute we could together. We used to play follow the leader in Mark’s garden, which was so big once, when we were playing hide and seek, Ally got lost in a rabbit’s hole.
So there I am, just following behind this guy in a dark jacket. Mysterious. That’s probably what I thought as we tread deeper into the hoard of people and climbed the stairs of what is probably the loudest house I have ever been in.
She has been able to follow her heart all her life and it has never been wrong yet, though lately she is questioning it. Will it be true to her this time?
Into the darkness I will lead. But fear not for light is not needed. Just the strength of our hearts and the warmths that it creates. We will illuminate through this unknown and search for nothing other than ourselves. As one we will descend, as one we will follow the binding voice of our souls.
“You should have followed me!”,Joshua yelled
“Oh come on!!” Dan cried out
“Here, let me tell you what happened….”Joshua responded
Run! Run! The blue team was off ! The first part was the sluggish muddy pits! The blue team was determined to win,but so is the yellow team! Both team thundered across the mud pits in less than 10 seconds!
“Wow! This race will be a tight one!” the commentator laughed! The second and final part was the deadly acid bombs!!!!!! People have entered,but never came out! So,the blue team quickly ran with agility like they would have alreadly won the race! But, one of the team members was quickly departarted and all was gone!!
“Now do you get it”, Joshua told Dan
“No……”Dan quivered
“Come on! All this time for nothing!”Joshua cried out loud
So JOshua just left Dan thinking that this never happended!!
Follow the leader. Follow the morons. Follow the sound of my voice. Come along, my insipid darlings. Be free to follow me. As long as you do things my way, that is. Swallow before you talk. Swallow, swallow, swallow. Swallow the swallow bird and silence it like I want to silence you.
Follow me, as i gaze down at the fallen and tread upon their hollowed bones.
Feel them crunch like glass between our worn and weathered toes.
For This is what we have won from our oh so pitiable foes.
For this land, drenched in our peoples blood, is what we have won from our ‘oh so pitiable’ foes.
I follow my family in the mall because I wiil get lost and i follow my family to my home and i love my family because i got born in june the 29 2007 and i love samuel,hannie,warren and my self at school i like to play follow the leader with my friend daniel,karl,ezikeal,fredi and my seft i follow the line-up to follow the teacher it is like follow the leader game so….I like to follow…….. eveyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do as I say not as I do
Disconnected words and actions
Double standards, no respect
You’re supposed to follow me
Who wears the pants?
Who’s IN CHARGE!?
I don’t know where I’m going
But follow me
Everyone follows something or someone. There is nothing new under the sun, So choose to follow something that pulls on your mind and heart as truth.
Are you going to follow me? I find myself with nothing but selfishness, wanting you to follow me. Focus on nothing but me. Learn my entire being.
They followed the old woman down the staircase, towards whatever lay below.
The light grew dim as then pushed forward, first Johnny, then Alicia, then Zoe at the end. The woman floated down the stairs as though she couldn’t feel the sticky substance pulling at Johnny’s feet. Like she couldn’t feel their eyes on the back of her neck.
The lyrics followed her through the day, it made everything warp to a strange tune. Before she drifted off to sleep that night, the lyrics finally melted away, leaving nothing but a black hole to swallow her up.
there are many things I can type about following but one thing is As a kid you are told to follow rules and anything and everythinh you are told. Now as you grow up you have the options to follow what ever your little heart desires
I’ve been looking for somebody to follow, not because i don’t know where I want to go, but exactly because I know I don’t want to go where I am suppost to go. Follow somebody worth it. Follow you somewhere else.
What were they to do now that he was gone? They had no one to follow anymore- no one to lead the way. Were they supposed to keep going or give up?
Scroll down. Inspect the feed. The scroll, the screed, if you will.
“Hands up, don’t shoot!”
“Here let me give you a history lesson on why the Confederate flag is so legit, 2 legit to quit.”
Oh! I mean, so that’s how it is?
Sadly out in Ohio they’re making grisly discoveries. That missing girl found out deep in the woods, yeah, it’s turing out to be one of those stories. Church of the pines and crooked minds, indeed.
Follow no one
make others follow you
down whatever path you choose
own your existence
leave your life for others to scrutinize later
well past your expiration
follow only your mind and you heart
along whatever treacherous roads
see what may come
brace for it
arise on the other side
different and stronger
I’d follow you anywhere. The curve of your lips, the arch of your spine. I’d walk all over your sweet innocence and your need to have me even though I can’t be yours. Oh, how I wish I could be yours. Until then.
If I write in here about how following isn’t a good thing, isn’t it counterproductive? Well, it’s not. A good thing, I mean. And I love wasting my fucking time.
Engraçado como é fácil seguir. Os professores, seus pais, seus amigos. Ser seguido; não sei. Não tive isso na minha vida (felizmente? pelo menos até agora). Até as regras desse site. É fácil seguir. Será?
It was a bit challenging because tere is lots of thing that got todo withfollow and i cant type al of them in 60 seconds
Follow is important because if you dont follow thee teachers instructions it might make you in o big trouble. if you were following the teacher or your parents you might get lost esily.
Follow the leader. Follow until you get lost. The leader gets lost. All the fellow followers get lost. You are all in your own worlds, on your own paths. It is not selfish. It just is. You lead your own life. Let no one hinder your lead.
“Will you follow me?” he asked.
“You haven’t really given me much choice,” Claire motioned to the handcuff around their wrists.