(i thought this would be a very interesting teenage short story to tell. FYI i completely made this up on the spot. i have a very creative mind)
It was that perfect moment. My boyfriend, Liam, and I were just causually on the sofa, kerusi panjang watching another episode of America's seterusnya bahagian, atas Model. I was watching it for the fashion and he was watching it for the girls although he would never admit it. We were just sitting their having fun and sometimes makeouting but anda dont need all the details.
His tan arm was around me and i was laying my head on his chest. I thought nothing could possible ruin this moment except for my drunken ex.
Tyler Welts came crashing through my door half confused and half angry. It was so obvious he had been drinking but that wasnt important. He strutted in through the busted door with this arrogant attitude. my boyfriend wasnt having it.
"What are anda doing here? anda should leave right now before i call the cops," berkata Liam. We had jumped up from our comfy postition on the couch. We were both standing up and alerted.
"No need to get your panties in a twist," Tyler berkata with his cute british accent. "I was just visting the girl who crushed my hati, tengah-tengah and stomped on it in public." Lets just say that my last incounter with Tyler was at the park and it didnt end well.
"That was the past. She is with me now and anda need to let it go!" Liam was staring Tyler down. Literally. Liam is about two feet taller then Tyler.
"And what if i dont? What are anda going to do about it?" Was it really my fault for laughing at this? My ex was challenging my boyfriend to a fight over me! This would make a great reality show.
seterusnya thing i know they get into a fist fight. That isnt the awkward part. They get into a fist fight and Tyler who is still drunk and can barely see at this point, literally rips my baju off. Enough said. The rest shall remain history meaning anda wont ever find out what happens next.
It was that perfect moment. My boyfriend, Liam, and I were just causually on the sofa, kerusi panjang watching another episode of America's seterusnya bahagian, atas Model. I was watching it for the fashion and he was watching it for the girls although he would never admit it. We were just sitting their having fun and sometimes makeouting but anda dont need all the details.
His tan arm was around me and i was laying my head on his chest. I thought nothing could possible ruin this moment except for my drunken ex.
Tyler Welts came crashing through my door half confused and half angry. It was so obvious he had been drinking but that wasnt important. He strutted in through the busted door with this arrogant attitude. my boyfriend wasnt having it.
"What are anda doing here? anda should leave right now before i call the cops," berkata Liam. We had jumped up from our comfy postition on the couch. We were both standing up and alerted.
"No need to get your panties in a twist," Tyler berkata with his cute british accent. "I was just visting the girl who crushed my hati, tengah-tengah and stomped on it in public." Lets just say that my last incounter with Tyler was at the park and it didnt end well.
"That was the past. She is with me now and anda need to let it go!" Liam was staring Tyler down. Literally. Liam is about two feet taller then Tyler.
"And what if i dont? What are anda going to do about it?" Was it really my fault for laughing at this? My ex was challenging my boyfriend to a fight over me! This would make a great reality show.
seterusnya thing i know they get into a fist fight. That isnt the awkward part. They get into a fist fight and Tyler who is still drunk and can barely see at this point, literally rips my baju off. Enough said. The rest shall remain history meaning anda wont ever find out what happens next.
I will not be under your tyranny
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe anda should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow anda all the time
Do anda know he's got anda bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what anda do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe anda should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow anda all the time
Do anda know he's got anda bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what anda do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.