It's been a while since I write anything here! I just didn't feel like posting this on my spot, so I thought I would post it here!
I looked into his eyes, not knowing what to think... It's been so long, so much has happened and yet I feel just like I did that first time!
I hate thinking of it... Every word that comes out of my mouth seems to fade away as soon as it reaches the air. Every thought that comes to my mind is full of pain and hate, and yet I never seem to be sad!
I face life with a smile in my face, with a mask in my heart! I keep my thoughts close, not letting anyone reach them!
I walk with a tear in the eye, a sad song on my lips and a pocket full of sadness... I keep looking for a way out of this life but it's just to hard! To hard to keep going, to keep living!
Listening to the songs that filled my childhood doesn't seem so atractive like it did before... Looking for the memories of my parents doesn't look so happy like it did!
I see his face... Each detail as clear as water, every piece of life hidden in it clears up for me! I can see his pain, but I can't help... I can't help him, I can't help myself! I live in this world without knowing what will happen next. I just keep trying to find a way out...
Just give me somewhere to look for!
I just want a smile in my eyes, a song on my lips and a pocket full of hope.... Life can't be this hard!
I looked into his eyes, not knowing what to think... It's been so long, so much has happened and yet I feel just like I did that first time!
I hate thinking of it... Every word that comes out of my mouth seems to fade away as soon as it reaches the air. Every thought that comes to my mind is full of pain and hate, and yet I never seem to be sad!
I face life with a smile in my face, with a mask in my heart! I keep my thoughts close, not letting anyone reach them!
I walk with a tear in the eye, a sad song on my lips and a pocket full of sadness... I keep looking for a way out of this life but it's just to hard! To hard to keep going, to keep living!
Listening to the songs that filled my childhood doesn't seem so atractive like it did before... Looking for the memories of my parents doesn't look so happy like it did!
I see his face... Each detail as clear as water, every piece of life hidden in it clears up for me! I can see his pain, but I can't help... I can't help him, I can't help myself! I live in this world without knowing what will happen next. I just keep trying to find a way out...
Just give me somewhere to look for!
I just want a smile in my eyes, a song on my lips and a pocket full of hope.... Life can't be this hard!
Nicholas suddenly slid down on one knee and asked me at age 13 will Ты marry me even with our age and mother and father would be against it I сказал(-а) yes. I Elizabeth {or Lizzie for short} Catherine Cromwell will soon be Lizzie Catherine Tucker in a few short months/ There was so much to do so much to plan in fact I will make a Список of what I already know
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The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of Знаменитости turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in Показать business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Is it possible to fall in Любовь with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen или read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my сердце begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
или logical
Though Любовь rarely is
I can’t make my сердце stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one день we could share
A Любовь that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen или read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my сердце begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
или logical
Though Любовь rarely is
I can’t make my сердце stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one день we could share
A Любовь that is real
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! Ты always end up like this. Maybe Ты should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face или back. Not me!
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Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! Ты always end up like this. Maybe Ты should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face или back. Not me!
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i was a normal 18 год old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( еще like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i сказал(-а) " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he сказал(-а) " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he сказал(-а) " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
Ты couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all Ты want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
Ты wish Ты could help them,
through the pain,
but Ты can't,
Ты can only watch,
from the sky.
Ты can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
Ты put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
Ты may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one еще thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring Ты happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all Ты want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
Ты wish Ты could help them,
through the pain,
but Ты can't,
Ты can only watch,
from the sky.
Ты can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
Ты put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
Ты may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one еще thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring Ты happiness and peace.