The Last Goodbye
I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my сердце in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My сердце nearly stops as something in his face changes. Every nerve in my body is on edge. Why is he doing this to me? I know he doesn’t feel the same he has never even considered it. Still he slides his hand slowly вперед and down until his thumb is touching the corner of my mouth. The tip of his finger traces the line of my bottom lip until it reaches the center of my lips and rests there. He isn’t looking at my eyes he is looking at his hand as he slowly pulls his thumb lower and the pressure causes my lips to separate. I let out a hot breath and the air hits his skin, and he lowers his thumb and the rest of his fingers Переместить until he is holding my face by the chin. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. I have been waiting for him to stop seeing me as his young freshman friend that he watched graduate high school and finish the first год of college. He is finally seeing me, a young woman. He really is the perfect guy. He never thought of me in a degrading way, he was always gentle, kind, and wise. He never saw how much harder that made it for me to resist, and now he is looking at me and I know he is truly seeing me for the first time. He is leaning toward me, it’s a scene I’ve played in my head so many times it hurts, and all I can think is:
“Don’t.”
I whisper the word with closed eyes and pull away. He lets go and both our arms fall to our sides. The confusion in his light brown eyes is clear, but I don’t know if it is caused by my words, или by his sudden realization that I’m not a little kid anymore but I explain anyway.
“Jonathan, this isn’t you, and I can’t do this. As much as I would Любовь to just stand here and let this happen—let Ты Kiss me—and forget that Ты are leaving soon, forget that I may not ever see Ты again after this summer, forget that afterwards Ты will regret it with all your heart, and then have to break mine, I can’t. But if Ты do, if Ты can see us. If Ты think Ты could Любовь me, for еще than just today then do it. Kiss me. But unless Ты have thought about it, unless Ты have weighed the pros and cons, unless Ты see the possibility for a real relationship here—don’t. Unless Ты know in your сердце that this isn't just something Ты will feel now and regret later, then please, don’t.”
A tear rolls down my face and еще swim in my eyes blurring my vision and I can hardly see his face. In that трещина, сплит second—my taste of eternity—it felt as though all the hurt in the world was mine to bear. The moment stretched forever, I was conscious of ever heartbeat that didn’t happen, while I waited for my dreams to shatter или come true. Then I blinked, and the rest of the tears came flooding down clearing off my eyes so I can see him. He is just staring and thinking. He doesn’t Переместить and I don’t breathe. Then his gaze leaves the floor, and he is looking in my eyes again. For the секунда time in all the years that I’ve known him he touches my face and pulls me close, but his lips instead of meeting mine draw close to my ear, and in a chocked voice he whispers:
“I’m sorry.”
I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my сердце in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My сердце nearly stops as something in his face changes. Every nerve in my body is on edge. Why is he doing this to me? I know he doesn’t feel the same he has never even considered it. Still he slides his hand slowly вперед and down until his thumb is touching the corner of my mouth. The tip of his finger traces the line of my bottom lip until it reaches the center of my lips and rests there. He isn’t looking at my eyes he is looking at his hand as he slowly pulls his thumb lower and the pressure causes my lips to separate. I let out a hot breath and the air hits his skin, and he lowers his thumb and the rest of his fingers Переместить until he is holding my face by the chin. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. I have been waiting for him to stop seeing me as his young freshman friend that he watched graduate high school and finish the first год of college. He is finally seeing me, a young woman. He really is the perfect guy. He never thought of me in a degrading way, he was always gentle, kind, and wise. He never saw how much harder that made it for me to resist, and now he is looking at me and I know he is truly seeing me for the first time. He is leaning toward me, it’s a scene I’ve played in my head so many times it hurts, and all I can think is:
“Don’t.”
I whisper the word with closed eyes and pull away. He lets go and both our arms fall to our sides. The confusion in his light brown eyes is clear, but I don’t know if it is caused by my words, или by his sudden realization that I’m not a little kid anymore but I explain anyway.
“Jonathan, this isn’t you, and I can’t do this. As much as I would Любовь to just stand here and let this happen—let Ты Kiss me—and forget that Ты are leaving soon, forget that I may not ever see Ты again after this summer, forget that afterwards Ты will regret it with all your heart, and then have to break mine, I can’t. But if Ты do, if Ты can see us. If Ты think Ты could Любовь me, for еще than just today then do it. Kiss me. But unless Ты have thought about it, unless Ты have weighed the pros and cons, unless Ты see the possibility for a real relationship here—don’t. Unless Ты know in your сердце that this isn't just something Ты will feel now and regret later, then please, don’t.”
A tear rolls down my face and еще swim in my eyes blurring my vision and I can hardly see his face. In that трещина, сплит second—my taste of eternity—it felt as though all the hurt in the world was mine to bear. The moment stretched forever, I was conscious of ever heartbeat that didn’t happen, while I waited for my dreams to shatter или come true. Then I blinked, and the rest of the tears came flooding down clearing off my eyes so I can see him. He is just staring and thinking. He doesn’t Переместить and I don’t breathe. Then his gaze leaves the floor, and he is looking in my eyes again. For the секунда time in all the years that I’ve known him he touches my face and pulls me close, but his lips instead of meeting mine draw close to my ear, and in a chocked voice he whispers:
“I’m sorry.”
Hi today i will tell Ты haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the душ take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me рыба of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Ты say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Далее time Ты touch water close your eyes imagine Ты being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Ты should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Ты
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN еще SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the душ take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me рыба of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Ты say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Далее time Ты touch water close your eyes imagine Ты being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Ты should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Ты
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN еще SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Ты hear
The Ангелы sing
Thy blessing
When Ты hear heaven’s
Yell Ты wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Ты who committed them
And Ты wil burn for sin
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Ты hear
The Ангелы sing
Thy blessing
When Ты hear heaven’s
Yell Ты wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Ты who committed them
And Ты wil burn for sin
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Ты are consumed by wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Ты are never hit
Nor bit
By the огонь consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a треугольник of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a треугольник of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
