anda hurt me I hope anda die I cant belive I trusted anda I cant belive I loved anda I cant belive I stayed up and worried that anda wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved anda i trusted anda and cared for you. im tired of anda its time i let anda go but your always there anda wont leave me alone...its time for anda to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let anda back in stay out so i can be happy anda need anda need to die let me live my own life anda shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, anda were a waist of my life. and apart of my hati, tengah-tengah im locking anda out never letting anda back in anda should never say anything to me afain i cant belive anda berkata that about me i cant understand why i let anda in the firdt place makes me sick to my stomach i hate life i hate everything about anda i cant ever talk to anda normally anymore anda live far away but i couldnt take it anymore...i used anda and i got hurt in the process but i dont understand who anda are anymore ive let anda go so im going to lock anda out never come back again...I want to be alone and so i am and im very happy...
im dying inside cause i miss the way anda spoke in my ear...
im dying inside cause i miss the way anda spoke in my ear...
anda seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.
Bad luck follows anda
like a hook,
won't let anda go,
won't leave anda alone.
anda smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that anda hope for.
Devil is calling your name,
leaves anda not,
anda don't see the Angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give anda a strength.
anda long for life
that anda don't know of,
anda seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
January 16, 1815
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits sejak Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to alih tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a api, kebakaran earlier, and let me tell anda journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the api, kebakaran ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits sejak Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to alih tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a api, kebakaran earlier, and let me tell anda journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the api, kebakaran ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
The pookie fell from a pokok
upon hitting the ground he farted
scared at his own flatulence he tried climbing up the tree. But for every branch he grabbed he tooted. and for every twig he broke, he farted.
farting all the way up, pookie climed that tree. He had to make it to the bahagian, atas anda see, cause that where pookie's make pee. Relief was almost in reach for pookie. till a stiring occurred within.. a rumbling sensation, and pookie knew.. with a tear, that he couldn't hold it in.
Till this hari those who were near berkata it sounded like a cow mooing. The momentum of his farts became like a rocket and shot pookie up and out that tree! Up in to the sky..till pookie could not be seen.
moral of story? dont eat beans. O_o
seterusnya chapter "The pookie Returns"