Once upon a time
In a land far, far away
A girl named Catherine
Thought: “Hey, let’s play a game”
She started this diễn đàn topic
And called it Story Time
Where people could write Phép thuật parts
That came up in their mind
A lot of dedicated Phép thuật fans
Started to write a story
But the progress seemed to be far gone
And soon it became history
Our friend Catherine
Felt really, really sad
Whatever she had expected
She knew it wasn’t that
Then one ngày she checked her mail
While surfing on her pc
And saw she had a message from Ellen
Who the hell was she?
She saw she had added something
And checked her diễn đàn topic
She read the few lines
And thought: “This is fantastic”
Now, three stories later
This awesome team still works together
And each story
Gets better and better
Now, I may sound bragging
But truth has got to be told
Call us butter, baby
Because we’re on a roll ;)
In a land far, far away
A girl named Catherine
Thought: “Hey, let’s play a game”
She started this diễn đàn topic
And called it Story Time
Where people could write Phép thuật parts
That came up in their mind
A lot of dedicated Phép thuật fans
Started to write a story
But the progress seemed to be far gone
And soon it became history
Our friend Catherine
Felt really, really sad
Whatever she had expected
She knew it wasn’t that
Then one ngày she checked her mail
While surfing on her pc
And saw she had a message from Ellen
Who the hell was she?
She saw she had added something
And checked her diễn đàn topic
She read the few lines
And thought: “This is fantastic”
Now, three stories later
This awesome team still works together
And each story
Gets better and better
Now, I may sound bragging
But truth has got to be told
Call us butter, baby
Because we’re on a roll ;)
I don't know if I'm alive hoặc not
I don't fell anything but,
I see blood on the floor, under my body.
I'm suffering, I must be dead,
I've Mất tích so much blood,...
But I'm still alive
I'm lying on the floor
I just can see the ruins of past days
and my skin dyed in red.
I don't know since when I'm here,
with the sun shining thro' the old windows
and people returning to their typical days
I fell so tired
I just wanna close my eyes
and fall asleep, but someone comes into
and sits down tiếp theo to me.
Looks at my suffering face
And makes me feel so alive
kissxmexgoodbye
I don't fell anything but,
I see blood on the floor, under my body.
I'm suffering, I must be dead,
I've Mất tích so much blood,...
But I'm still alive
I'm lying on the floor
I just can see the ruins of past days
and my skin dyed in red.
I don't know since when I'm here,
with the sun shining thro' the old windows
and people returning to their typical days
I fell so tired
I just wanna close my eyes
and fall asleep, but someone comes into
and sits down tiếp theo to me.
Looks at my suffering face
And makes me feel so alive
kissxmexgoodbye
Always a smile on her Angel face.
her laugh is like a million birds hát their song about the summer.
When the rain falls hard and cold, she is at the window waiting for her sun to come back out. Her smile her laugh her love
she is a cầu vồng after the first rain of spring. She is the light at the end of the tunnel, she is the first word of a baby she is my smile, my light, my happyness.
~♥~ Ablam Hazal nasıl bana nasıl gözyaşları konum gülümseme yapmak kalbimde delik bırakın. Nasıl her şey istediğiniz okay. Nasıl size kalbimde her zaman ve sonsuza kadar bir nokta var bilmek istiyorum. Birlikte veya ayrı. Sisters ~♥~
her laugh is like a million birds hát their song about the summer.
When the rain falls hard and cold, she is at the window waiting for her sun to come back out. Her smile her laugh her love
she is a cầu vồng after the first rain of spring. She is the light at the end of the tunnel, she is the first word of a baby she is my smile, my light, my happyness.
~♥~ Ablam Hazal nasıl bana nasıl gözyaşları konum gülümseme yapmak kalbimde delik bırakın. Nasıl her şey istediğiniz okay. Nasıl size kalbimde her zaman ve sonsuza kadar bir nokta var bilmek istiyorum. Birlikte veya ayrı. Sisters ~♥~
Lies were all I herd, Now tears feel the silence of you. I thought i did the right thing making bạn leave, But now I miss bạn worse, I tried to call bạn but some girl picked up. I will not beg nor will i plied bạn don't deserve me I'll be a free bird dancing in the song of spring, I'll be a dolphin, flipping above the water to see how it feels. I'll try to cover the untraceable remainders of you. And when I can not hide no longer, I will be myself and I will not loss who I am, I tried to get bạn back, but it's over now. Be with her, and hate me. I'm fine as long as bạn know I'm alive, because if I died I'd be haunting you. And I'd be a spirit in the last depth of the early morning wind.
colored liquid spewing into whirlwinds.
foreshadowing events of the past and excentuating them with intricate designs.
Shifting the lights that surround the equator and making them something much thêm extravagante.
brilliant hues of red and trái cam, màu da cam are tossed carelessly into the sky.
shades deepen in the sky and hiển thị darkness and frustration. the air becomes misty and somewhat filled with the scents of pain and anger but also innocence and beauty.
an assortment of magical paths chẻ, phân chia, split the world into sections.
many people hiển thị confusion in ther twinkling eyes and also seem frightened of the endless possibilities of something far worse than imagined.
which way shall we go. do we know where the paths lead?
My answer : I choose to not make that decision for that is not my decision to make.
foreshadowing events of the past and excentuating them with intricate designs.
Shifting the lights that surround the equator and making them something much thêm extravagante.
brilliant hues of red and trái cam, màu da cam are tossed carelessly into the sky.
shades deepen in the sky and hiển thị darkness and frustration. the air becomes misty and somewhat filled with the scents of pain and anger but also innocence and beauty.
an assortment of magical paths chẻ, phân chia, split the world into sections.
many people hiển thị confusion in ther twinkling eyes and also seem frightened of the endless possibilities of something far worse than imagined.
which way shall we go. do we know where the paths lead?
My answer : I choose to not make that decision for that is not my decision to make.
I have a problem with my self
I can't trust no any one eles
The only one i trust is me
Can't bạn see
I know bạn think im selfish
But bạn don't know my life,my motto,or my wish
I decide what to do not my parents nor my friends
Can tell me,but this problem is not against thee And after all we are free and please for give me if entered feared with your life and right now whe have do what we can cause we know we don't Live twice.i realy want u to know that im nice and if u hate me like ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and ice then i would say tình yêu cause hate and please think again if u hate me if do then then that is fate.
bella
I can't trust no any one eles
The only one i trust is me
Can't bạn see
I know bạn think im selfish
But bạn don't know my life,my motto,or my wish
I decide what to do not my parents nor my friends
Can tell me,but this problem is not against thee And after all we are free and please for give me if entered feared with your life and right now whe have do what we can cause we know we don't Live twice.i realy want u to know that im nice and if u hate me like ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and ice then i would say tình yêu cause hate and please think again if u hate me if do then then that is fate.
bella
bạn pass me by,
I stop and stare
How cute bạn are
How bạn didn't see me there.
I sigh and walk away,
I stop and wonder why?
bạn wouldn't talk to me,
bạn wouldn't even pass a glance
I look at bạn all day
I think about bạn at night
I'm jealous of that girl
kissing bạn in plain sight.
I become frustrated
About how, bạn see
I never meant to hurt you
Yet my tim, trái tim is hurt
And bạn don't care,
I run and cry
I stop and think
And I fall in love
With bạn back again.
My tim, trái tim is healed
Til she comes back
And my tim, trái tim is broken
In one solid glance.
I can’t imagine
Why bạn don't
Talk to me
Walk with me
Be my friend
hoặc possibly more
I cry and I run
I stop and stare
At the one person
Who my friend used to be...
No, not my friend.
You.
I stop and stare
How cute bạn are
How bạn didn't see me there.
I sigh and walk away,
I stop and wonder why?
bạn wouldn't talk to me,
bạn wouldn't even pass a glance
I look at bạn all day
I think about bạn at night
I'm jealous of that girl
kissing bạn in plain sight.
I become frustrated
About how, bạn see
I never meant to hurt you
Yet my tim, trái tim is hurt
And bạn don't care,
I run and cry
I stop and think
And I fall in love
With bạn back again.
My tim, trái tim is healed
Til she comes back
And my tim, trái tim is broken
In one solid glance.
I can’t imagine
Why bạn don't
Talk to me
Walk with me
Be my friend
hoặc possibly more
I cry and I run
I stop and stare
At the one person
Who my friend used to be...
No, not my friend.
You.
My Những người bạn got a text message and it had this in it please tell me what bạn think.
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tháng 1: hi mommy, I'm in your stomach. It's very comfortable in here. I'm not ready to leave yet.
tháng 2: Mommy, I'm still very small but I can't wait to meet you!
tháng 3: I'm starting to grow! before bạn know it I'll be big and strong!
tháng 4: mommy, I'm a girl aren't bạn proud? I can't wait to be your little princess :)
tháng 5: guess what mommy? I have hair and I really like it!
tháng 6: Mommy, why are we at the doctor what is that mean man saying? What is an abortion? what is that needle for? OWW!! mommy, stop him! It burns! I can't get away from it!
mommy, I am an angel. I met this nice man named Jesus he told me what an abortion was. Why didn't bạn want me? I thought bạn loved me.... well I tình yêu you. Jesus told me that he will tình yêu me and raise me to be big and strong....
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tháng 1: hi mommy, I'm in your stomach. It's very comfortable in here. I'm not ready to leave yet.
tháng 2: Mommy, I'm still very small but I can't wait to meet you!
tháng 3: I'm starting to grow! before bạn know it I'll be big and strong!
tháng 4: mommy, I'm a girl aren't bạn proud? I can't wait to be your little princess :)
tháng 5: guess what mommy? I have hair and I really like it!
tháng 6: Mommy, why are we at the doctor what is that mean man saying? What is an abortion? what is that needle for? OWW!! mommy, stop him! It burns! I can't get away from it!
mommy, I am an angel. I met this nice man named Jesus he told me what an abortion was. Why didn't bạn want me? I thought bạn loved me.... well I tình yêu you. Jesus told me that he will tình yêu me and raise me to be big and strong....
A detail..
It’s sweet, the way bạn think.
The way bạn dream, the way bạn look into my eyes, asking me
To be everything you’re dreaming up.
bạn want me to be who I don’t trust myself to be.
I don’t trust myself
With you.
Love,
it’s thêm than I can give;
thêm than I can take.
You,
you’re everything I wish I was
And that’s what bạn don’t see.
I don’t want to crush
Your ideas.
Don’t want to đám mây your perfect vision
Of what tình yêu is.
I don’t want to make a mess of you,
The way I have with myself.
bạn want me to make bạn
Mine…
But it’s not that easy
I just discovered this spot. Here's my first shot - a little poem I wrote a few days ago. If bạn like this I have thêm in store.
...why do I rhyme when I don't mean to? Haha.
Inspired bởi Erin McCarley's "It's Not That Easy"
The way bạn dream, the way bạn look into my eyes, asking me
To be everything you’re dreaming up.
bạn want me to be who I don’t trust myself to be.
I don’t trust myself
With you.
Love,
it’s thêm than I can give;
thêm than I can take.
You,
you’re everything I wish I was
And that’s what bạn don’t see.
I don’t want to crush
Your ideas.
Don’t want to đám mây your perfect vision
Of what tình yêu is.
I don’t want to make a mess of you,
The way I have with myself.
bạn want me to make bạn
Mine…
But it’s not that easy
I just discovered this spot. Here's my first shot - a little poem I wrote a few days ago. If bạn like this I have thêm in store.
...why do I rhyme when I don't mean to? Haha.
Inspired bởi Erin McCarley's "It's Not That Easy"
