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I Miss You So MuchI want to see me in death passed on by rain,
no more sorrow and no more pain.
The world it is all crazy and I have no idea of what to do,
no one seems to care all that much anymore why cant we make a new?
I'd like to start over again just me and you
I do not want our friendship to be in two
I'm sorry if it was all my fault
Sorry if I am to blame
I'm sorry since I've always been this way.
You can come blow me away
I'll try to keep my feelings at bay
You can hurt me in anyway
I deserve it right?
I want to know what happened to us
My best friend what is taring us to pieces
We used to laugh and play
in the fields each and everyday
We just fight
fight to get our way
and if we lose we just make each other pay
I am starting to miss that feeling
that feeling of us hanging out everyday, playing in the fields and having a wonderful day
What else can I say?
I hate myself alright...
I just want to go away without you I'm nothing, I don't feel happiness anyway...
.:I Thought You Were An Angel:."You tell me that people shall one day atone for their sins, but I ask what is a sin?" I stand on the ruined bridge as it rains a slight crimson. I continue "and do you have the right to 'take care of it'?" I raise my tone of voice and scamper into a yell "is there something missing from all these images in my head?"
"That night, that night when you ended my fathers life, I was crying in the bloodend rain, my ragged clothes from then... it's stained it is all stained, with red with blood, my fathers blood." Tears start draining from my eyes, but I still managed to say the next line "You didn't care about how many times I said stop, yet you had the nerve to say that you loved me."
"I did not hate my father he was just strict, I didn't hate anyone," I tighten my grip around the knife I held up high, "and all those people you killed, you claim that you killed for 'me' I didn't want that. No one would want that," I take a long pause and let it sink in for a while as the rain gets more inte
Just waiting for answersYou lived in the country. A little happy blond boy, who was always willing for adventure. You helped out your family with everything, and they loved you, and thanked you for all your hard work. You were very appreciated in your poor family.
The others were much more wealthier then you, the other town boys teased and made fun of you because you were uncool "Felton, when are you goin to get outta those little baby clothes?" they would tease while waving their brand new shirts in the air. "Felton you're all so stupid what's wrong with ya." They would say once you got clothes that were in 'style'. You just smiled and carried on with your farm work.
You wonder where most of the profit goes but you figure that everyone just leaches off your family anyways. You barley have enough to eat, your family only gets a set amount of food a day and no more, due to the fact you have a large family.
Your mom and dad find a job in the city and tell you that they will visit, they never do... your bigger b
Sober!Gamzee X AnyGender!Troll!ReaderYou didn’t suspect it. He didn’t ask for it, so you never knew. Now you were terrified, your mind screaming at you. You can hear the honks, loud, then soft. Your bloodpumper jumped at every honk you heard. “(Name)!” He yelled. His voice was dry, and cracked, but very high and giggly, like a child’s. You cut down an alleyway, throwing yourself at the fence and scrambling up the damned thing, losing your shoes and your weapon, which was a fold up axe umbrella. You swear, and then land heavily on the other side of the fence, your ankles screaming with protest. “We’re not playin’ motherfucking hide and seek, [Name]!” He yelled. He’s close; you can hear his juggling clubs scrape against the ground and his steps. You dive into the nearest trash deposit, landing on something squishy. Whatever it was, the liquid drips on your arm and seeps into your clothing. You almost scream with disgust. But a sudden honk makes you jump and burrow
University time: cap 14University time: cap 14
Cuando termino de decirme todo lo que sentía por mi, solo pude mirarsu rostro, y lo único que pude ver sus ojos color camersi, cosa que nunca me había dado cuenta de ello, ’’son hermosos’’ pensé en ese momento, mi corazón latia tan rápido que incluso me falto la respiración por un momento, hay momentos en que sientes que el mundo a tu alrededor va en cámara lenta, y sientes tu corazón con un palpitar poco común, y encuentras otro corazón que va a la misma frecuencia. Después de todo aquello que paso en menos de una respiración, solo pude responderle:
Fionna: ma... marshall... yo.. yo.. tambien te amo
Marshall me miro a los ojos de manera muy ilusionada, intento besarme, le esquibe, muchos se preguntaran ‘’¿Por qué?’’ lo hice solo porque de momento pensé lo que finn diría
noah drabbles1. Alone
Thinking he might be left to his own thoughts, he forces himself to remember that she’s still there
under the filtered light, lying still, drone of daytime television drowning out whatever’s become of the other residents
He had hoped that there might be a better life for them waiting at the end of it, that there might be a helping hand just around the corner, just around the next week, or year.
The curtain clips the end of the bedrails but he isn’t quick enough to catch it - watching it return to its place against the wall, silently.
If only he could touch her - just once - and gather himself whole again.
and when, on still cold nights,
she would lift her chin and stare into the stars
if she were a wolf she would howl long, nose pointed at the star he once was
but through her
the weight of someone at her shoulders, close enough to smell
like their ancestors, now dead and dust
he should have been a star with them
but when pe
La verdad-Permarie 1Me siento responsable por lo que le paso, si tan solo no hubiera permitido, que fuera con él; sabía que no tenía buenas intenciones. Permarie, que no te das cuenta, lo que sientes por él puede ser o no ser amor, lo único que sé es que no importa lo que trate de hacer tu lo sigues a él, me pregunto si algún día te eh de interesar, que me dejes de ver como tu mejor amigo, pero me da miedo; pero quiero intentarlo. Aunque aún me tengas en shock, no me pueden quitar esta sensación de que nadie en este planeta te merece, eres realmente inocente, me hierve la sangre y me dan ganas de llorar por que lo tuviste que pasar en aquel día…
Era una mañana de noviembre, era bastante fría; yo traía una bufanda azul muy larga, en estos días nunca me la quito, realmente me encanta traerla. Caminaba a casa de mi mejor amiga, que como quisiera que fuera más que eso; llegue a su c
Pelea 2-WAAAAAAA- Estados Unidos grito enojado,y poco le faltaba para darle a Colombia en la cara con un portafolio que lanzo al aire,pero que para la mala suerte del rubio se estrello en la puerta.-¿A-America?- pregunto alguien en voz baja.Estados Unidos volteo y miro a Canadá que de inmediato se arrepintió de haber tratado de hablar con su hermano,debido a que este lo miraba con una cara aun más terrorífica que la de las películas de miedo bien echas.
Y de repente,en la cara de Estados Unidos apareció un pequeño puchero,que termino en llanto -waaa,Canada- sollozo el americano en el hombro del país más alto.Aprovechando el momento de abrazo grupal,Francia se acerco y abrazo a ambos rubios -oh Canadá,que suave eres- comento Francia -HEY! you bloody frog,STOP TOUCHING MY SONS!- grito Inglaterra en el momento. -Esta bien- respondió Francia sonriendo,y tomando a Canadá de la cintura,alejándol
the boy watched as Amber’s body fell.
Figure out which one fits
the boy; after a few hours; came back to the battle site.
He looked around and saw the thousands of bodies of his fellow soldiers. He looked at the body of the Zoroark that he killed. He looked, and found the small dust piles of the Zorua that died. He was thankful that there was no wind today. He started gathering up the dust piles. After he got one pile picked up, and he we placed it near Amber’s body and went to the other pile. He picked up that one and did the same.
“I'm sorry…” he said lowly. His voice cracked as he talked. He took off his helmet to show (describe derrick). His legs buckled and he fell to his knees. He sat on his feet and watched the Zoroark and her two dust piles for children. He imagined that the dust piles would swirl around and reform the small Zorua and the Zoroark would stand up and hug her children. He blinked but the body was still a body and the dust was
living radiation,Chemical haste part 1 I woke next morning,raring to go,everyone was still asleep when I was getting ready to go,at least I thought I was,Kyra was watching me eat breakfast,it was easy to see the kitchen from the living room.I started to pack up but she stayed silent,waiting for something,when I was about to leave,she stopped me.She asked me the obvious question "Where are you going?"
I told her"To find Shun's digiegg and get Lunio back"
she sighed and tried to get me back to bed but a lot of tries later,she got extremely mad and chained me against the wall,so I couldn't leave and get hurt.
I kept asking her why she wouldn't let me go,she kept saying I wasn't strong enough.This lasted throughout the entire night,we fell asleep because we were exhausted.Obsidian was the first to wake,she left her room and saw me,then she saw Kyra,she cawed in anger and tried attacking Kyra.If Lufreso acted a moment later,Kyra probably wouldn't be here,he grabbed Obsidian and knocked her unconscious.Comically,Kyra
Her head lay on Junhong's chest as he runs his fingers through her hair. He had been thinking about three words quite often lately. He was nervous.
The dreary day outside of the window didn't help him feel better about what he was about to say-and the rain that was starting to fall on the window with the pitter-patter didn't help either. Junhong could feel his face starting to flush as he took a breath in and opened his mouth to say those three words, but nothing came out. He tried again and again, but his nerves were getting the best of him.
She lifted herself off of his chest to reach for her cup of tea. She brought the mug to her lips and carefully sipped the warm liquid as she looked at him. She swallowed with a smile and set the mug down only to retreat to the same position before.
Junhong's fingers tangled themselves into her hair while the others braided themselves with her fingers. He shut his eyes tightly while took another slow, deep breath.
"Hey, jagiya..." he whispered in a
DisintegrateShe had to be careful now, careful in a way she'd never been before. She knew how to step lightly in every situation, she knew how to be careful to avoid the third floorboard from the left of the kitchen table, the one that would creak and let her father know she was home. She knew how to be careful walking home at night after another late shift, knew which alley she could use and which drunks to avoid. She even knew how to be careful with boyfriends that thought fists where for putting her in her place. But this was different. She'd never had to be careful with herself before, never had to worry about where her hands were, never had to be careful not to touch anything too long or too hard. She'd never been afraid before.
Well that wasn't strictly true, she'd been afraid of turning into her mother, scared that she'd find herself drowning the pain away and lose herself in the memories of the times when they were happy, when they were a family. She'd been scared of turning into her fathe
:-Just Cant Believe Your Gone-:"Sister, you and I we're not so different... I know this now." You smile you're biggest of smiles, and reach out for your bigger sisters hand. She grabs it and holds it firmly and cries out "Hey, cut it out! Stop talking, you'll only make it worse!"
You just giggle and calmly reply "When we were younger, you would punish me for every little thing I did wrong, I always wanted you to be happy with me." You take a breather and then continue with a cough. "I could never do that back then, though."
"Shut up idiot!" Tears burst from her fase and then she struggled to continue on "I don't want you to fade away so fast, you were a perfect little sister! I loved you no matter what, I just wanted you to grow up to be a fine young lady. I pushed you so hard cause I knew you could do better!" She screams out, and starts to gasp your hand tighter. "Well, I guess I can't keep doing that anymore, sister, but could you do me a favor... and smile for once." your head slowly starts to turn away, eyes gr
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