Two women Những người bạn had gone out for a Girls Night Out, and had been decidedly over-enthusiastic on the cocktails. Incredibly drunk and walking trang chủ they suddenly realized they both needed to pee. They were very near a graveyard and one of them suggested they do their business behind a headstone hoặc something. The first woman had nothing to wipe with so she took off her panties, used them and threw them away. Her friend however was wearing an expensive underwear set and didn't want to ruin hers, but was lucky enough to salvage a large ribbon from a wreath that was on a grave and proceeded to wipe herself with it. After finishing, they made their way home.
The tiếp theo ngày the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came trang chủ last night without her panties." "That's nothing," đã đưa ý kiến the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy Station, Well never forget you!'
The tiếp theo ngày the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came trang chủ last night without her panties." "That's nothing," đã đưa ý kiến the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy Station, Well never forget you!'
i need to get back to the place where i belong
i never felt so strong
thinking of the reasons why?
never knowing do hoặc die?
its not like they care?
then why do bạn find it so unfair
its hard to be strong but we make life di chuyển along
u get what u want to why do bạn cry and lie and lie?
its not that hard to be u just dont act the way others do
why do u feel this way im the one who always pays
u laugh at things that dont make sense bạn hiển thị of when bạn think?
its hard for me to be strong im not just gonna go along
thats not me thats just u stop doing what they do
u used to be my friend but i guesse tình yêu is nothing in the end
Today was a hard ngày for me,
I woke up early in the morning when everyone was asleep.
I couldn't sleep,
there was something inside me,
It was hurting me so much that I didn't know what to do to make it go away.
My soul was torn apart, tình yêu towards this girl was starting to hurt me in a way no imaginable to me.
Desire to be with her took over my soul and only she can help me take this pain away.
Now I know that strongest emotion is love, it's the most powerful thing on this planet.
Nothing can't stand beside it nor destroy it.
I just hope, she feels a bit of what I'm feeling towards her.
If not,
My tim, trái tim and soul will be covered in thick layer of sadness, misery , emptiness, no meaning to live.
I woke up early in the morning when everyone was asleep.
I couldn't sleep,
there was something inside me,
It was hurting me so much that I didn't know what to do to make it go away.
My soul was torn apart, tình yêu towards this girl was starting to hurt me in a way no imaginable to me.
Desire to be with her took over my soul and only she can help me take this pain away.
Now I know that strongest emotion is love, it's the most powerful thing on this planet.
Nothing can't stand beside it nor destroy it.
I just hope, she feels a bit of what I'm feeling towards her.
If not,
My tim, trái tim and soul will be covered in thick layer of sadness, misery , emptiness, no meaning to live.
Last night I had a dream. It was no normal dream. I was at the nhiếp ảnh studio where my mom works and I was talking to Ian Somerhalder. That was *awesome*. But then Paul Wesley appeared and gave me a weird look then walked away. All of a sudden, Ian Somerhalder was playing baseball in the bức ảnh shoot room. I walked out of the room and returned phút later. Ian had turned into a vampire! A real one, not Damon! I gasped and begged him not to drink my blood, but he smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a trái cây vampire!" He pulled a mận out of his pocket- which was weird because before I left the room, his skinny jeans didn't have pockets- and started sucking the nước ép, nước trái cây out it. When he was done, Paul Wesley came back with a normal expression and the two leaned against a window, just like the poster in my room. I think I've looking at that poster to much…