He kissed anda slowly, and the feeling of Cinta drowned your senses. A hug. A kiss. And anda went further on.
anda walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much lebih different than the other.
anda enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
anda shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. anda grab the pisau under your katil from when anda were eating tembikai and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. anda can’t control it. anda walk out your door and towards the person anda love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. anda lift the pisau into the air and try to hold back. anda fingers cringe, trying to press the pisau against his neck.
anda feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. anda let out a quiet sigh and smile. anda are glad that anda didn’t kill. anda slowly lose grip of the pisau and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the pisau is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that anda are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
anda begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” anda whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” anda whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, menunjukkan he would be gone any second.
anda run to his side and Ciuman his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I Cinta you.” anda say slyly and step away from the body.
anda walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much lebih different than the other.
anda enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
anda shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. anda grab the pisau under your katil from when anda were eating tembikai and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. anda can’t control it. anda walk out your door and towards the person anda love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. anda lift the pisau into the air and try to hold back. anda fingers cringe, trying to press the pisau against his neck.
anda feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. anda let out a quiet sigh and smile. anda are glad that anda didn’t kill. anda slowly lose grip of the pisau and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the pisau is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that anda are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
anda begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” anda whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” anda whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, menunjukkan he would be gone any second.
anda run to his side and Ciuman his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I Cinta you.” anda say slyly and step away from the body.
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 selebriti 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 tunjuk 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 sejak his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived sejak his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable Cinta as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable Cinta as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
Shaun
About an jam after she called me, I was still sitting there. Unresponsive.
The phone rang again. I forced myself to pick it up.
It was Serena. She was crying.
"I couldn't do it," she said, before hanging up again.
Serena
I couldn't do it. As soon as I was out of the clinic, I drove home. When I'd parked my car, I couldn't hold the tears back.
I looked up, shocked. I had gone to my mother's house.
I stumbled out of the car, and my mother came running out. I collapsed in her warm arms, still sobbing.
Kate
I hear my daughter. Crying. I run outside, and hug my angel, my little angel.
I don't try to make her tell me what's wrong. She'll tell me when she wants to. I know her that well.
About an jam after she called me, I was still sitting there. Unresponsive.
The phone rang again. I forced myself to pick it up.
It was Serena. She was crying.
"I couldn't do it," she said, before hanging up again.
Serena
I couldn't do it. As soon as I was out of the clinic, I drove home. When I'd parked my car, I couldn't hold the tears back.
I looked up, shocked. I had gone to my mother's house.
I stumbled out of the car, and my mother came running out. I collapsed in her warm arms, still sobbing.
Kate
I hear my daughter. Crying. I run outside, and hug my angel, my little angel.
I don't try to make her tell me what's wrong. She'll tell me when she wants to. I know her that well.
Shaun
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, anda know anda want to" Chocolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and berkata she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
Three months later, we were apparently "an item".
She had me twisted around her little finger. She could have made me jump in front of a bus, all that was needed was one look from her "love me, anda know anda want to" Chocolate brown eyes.
I paid attention to her every move, her every word.
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When I first told her I loved her, I was expecting rejection, but she surprised me. She kissed me, and berkata she loved me too. The sun revolved around where she stood.
Nothing else mattered.
