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posted by thirteen_times
There he is just standing there, starring at Ты with щенок dog eyes. He smiles briefly at Ты breaking your heart. It’s all too much so Ты so Ты slam the door. Before the door shuts he sticks his foot in the door way stopping it.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” Ты lie. Ты don’t want to hear him apologize или even see him. What he did hurt Ты like nothing else could, still Ты knew that Ты loved him and Ты сердце ached for him. Ты wish Ты could turn back time to when Ты both were happy but Ты know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but Ты cut him off.
“There is no us” Ты state yet Ты can not look at him while Ты say it. His blue eye look at Ты sadly, clearly hurt by your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true Ты would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. Ты try and tell him that Ты don’t Любовь him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes Ты know he will eventually break your сердце but Ты Kiss him away. Ты let Ты lips meet in a blast of Любовь and passion. Ты wish Ты could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace Ты feel безопасно, сейф like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I Любовь you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making Ты smile. All Ты fears disappear with those three words.

Ты both stand there not wanting to Переместить from your current position, savoring each others warmth. Ты knew it would be hard but eventually if Ты both tried, maybe Ты could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make Ты stronger. Ты had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I Любовь Ты too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
posted by ZekiYuro
Probably the most famous film commenting on the twentieth-century technology is Modern Times,made in 1936.Charlie Chaplin was motivated to make the film by a reporter who,while interviewing him,happened to describe the working conditions in industrial Detroit.Chaplin was told that healthy young farm boys were lured to the city to work on automotive assembly lines.Within 4 или 5 years,these young men's health was destroyed by the stress of work in the factories.
The film opens with a shot of a mass of овца, овцы making their way down a crowded ramp.
Abruptly,the film shifts to a scene of factory workers...
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posted by hgfan5602
It's cold in this room
Without your warmth for me
Hard to say the truth
Can I say it now....
I Любовь Ты

Am I so ashamed
To Любовь you?
Oh no I'm not....
And I feel your warmth upon me
Everyday

CHORUS
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I will still Любовь Ты everyday of my life
Ever since
I came on your watch
And every минута of my life

I will still Любовь Ты every секунда today
Cherishing all the moments that we had
Together

And I will bring every moment I've had
Together, with Ты
I will still Любовь Ты everyday of my life
And no one will
Keep me away from Ты
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It's so cold here...
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posted by hgfan5602
I will remember Ты always.
Will Ты remember me?
That is a Вопрос for Ты to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
Ты will always be in my heart.
For I know that Ты will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every минута of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by para-scence
"Thank you, miss. We'll look over your application as soon as we can," the nice receptionist smiled. I nodded thankfully. She eyed me curiously, and glanced at my application. "Um, how old are you?" she asked.

"Twenty two," I said, without breaking a sweat. I'd been prepared for that. I'm actually fifteen, but maybe I could pass for a very short, very young looking adult. She nodded, but since she had no proof I was lying, she let me go. I walked down the streets, the sun beating down on me. I could tell by the brightness in the sky, I was late. I picked up the pace, and started running. Dogs...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter One:Broken Hearted Boy,
In a small town texas, two twin girls named Hayley and Hayden lived with their grandparents for all their life since they were born, Hayden has long dark brown hair with red steaks and beautiful brown eyes and glowing skin, Hayley has short light brown hair and brown eyes and she look identical to Hayden as twin, they also live with their anut Alice who has blonde hair and hazel brown eyes and tan skin, the twins went to school one day, Hayley notices her twin looked so sleepy and had no sleep "are Ты okay?" Hayley ask Hayden "no I just had a bad dream last night"...
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A Studio Executive Told Me The Beetlejuice Script Would Ruin My Career by Larry Wilson via FilmCourage.com.
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CHAPTER 1



I opened my light blue eyes to buttery sunshine flooding through my window; no surprise despite the fact it was December 7. I live in Atlanta, Georgia, an always warm, always sunny place. The trees were always a brilliant green, the air always warm, and clouds rarely blocked the sky.
I detested it. Nothing against Atlanta itself, it was just too green, too bright, too hot. . . The air was thick and the humidity was high, and the unforgiving sun constantly beat down on my forehead. Maybe it's just me, but I fail to understand how anyone could possibly live in a place with even this...
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posted by fly210
Liz's grandma had died last night. Liz was at her HUGE house on long island. Just then her family was called in to the house. Liz's Grandma's will had been read and her grandma had left her family the 200 acor house! Liz had always liked the house. It was big with a thach play house and 3 log cabens to play in ,a big lake and pool, a forest that went around the property, a rose garden, a walled garden and a яблоко orcherd in back. Not to mention a few other things. Her family went Главная that night knowing they would Переместить in to the house. Liz would not chang schools because the house was so close...
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posted by potterrox
As twilight fell over Paris, it was as though reality loosened its hold. The ancient and modern buildings battled for domination of the street, and of one’s senses. The juxtaposition of old and new was on the precipice of being overwhelming. We were all caught in limbo between the past and present.

Limbo wasn’t a good place for me. My thoughts sprang out and ranged in all directions, with nothing solid to contain them. There were no comforting boundaries in the area between dreams and reason, and nowhere to hide.

I told myself that I shouldn’t the horizon, that I don’t need boundaries,...
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Hannibal Lecter Is Not The Bad Guy In The Silence of the Lambs by Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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Письмо Dialogue Is Instinctual by Erik Bork via FilmCourage.com.
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What It's Like To Pitch A Movie Idea To Ridley Scott by Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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What Do Ты Want Your Life To Be When Ты Look Back? by Chapman университет Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
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Совет To A Screenwriter Working On Their First Script by Peter Russell from STORY EXPO 2014 via link For еще videos, please visit link
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posted by SisterOfThalia
I'm not very good at poems, but hgfan5602 is so inspiring that I had to give it a try. I graduated another school the other день (I won't say what grade) and I'll be going to another school Далее year. A lot of my Друзья are going separate ways. So I wrote this. I hope it's good, it's my very first poem in a long time.

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It hurts to let go
But I have to
Because it can't last forever
Nothing can

I wish I could hold on
And think of everything we've done together
As a family
The family we've been all these years
So many years
So many memories
Killed in the blink of an eye
Yet lasting
Hanging on
Surviving

Our...
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posted by Seastar4374
(warning this first part is going to be a little graphic so please do not Сообщить this if Ты are going to be a hater just leave this Статья right now)

"Come on get down on your knees now!" "No!" is all I could scream to him. He has held me here for three months now and I could tell why now. All the molesting, all the nice treatment, lead up to this moment here and now. He was planning rape. He shoved me onto my hands and knees and all I could let out was a cry. "Oh shut up it'll be over before Ты know it" He says as he stands over me his legs holding my hips so I can't try and crawl away....
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posted by tigerseye43
THis is just a fiction Любовь story i made myself.....Enjoy :)


Once upon a time there was a couple dating.Their names were Courtney and Jake. They were so happy together but Jake had a secret. He was secretly dating another girl, Ariel. One night while Courtney was at jake's apartment she heard Jake's phone buzz indacating that he had gotten a text. Jake was in his room so she decided she would look at the text.When she read it, she was heartbrocken.
It said, "Hey jakey when Ты are done with Courtney come to my place, i have somthing for you."
When Jake come into the living room, he was greeted...
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posted by Insight357
    I stood from the brown couch, rubbing my eyes. I had slept on the couch. Grey was mad, and I had been stressed. It was a fight waiting to happen.
    Grey had already left for her job at the pharmacy. She was a secretary. Today, I was going to get my license, to practice psychology.
    I stood from the couch, I was dressed in last night’s clothes. I’d been at the bar, doing текила shots. I was trying to numb my mind from pop-up questions.
    It had been a week since I left the asylum. Since I left Dr. Anozi....
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