Daniel stepped onto the streets ahead of him, packed with different families doing their regular thing. One of the families Daniel knew. A familiar face stepped out of the car - his best friend Jonathan. Jonathan's mother caught a glimpse of Daniel in the corner of her eye. She turned round with a smile on her face. "Hello Daniel! How are bạn today?"
"I'm fine thanks, how about you?" Daniel answered politely. "I'm very good thank you. I suppose you'll be wanting to see Jonathan?" she asked him.
"Er, yes please." He walked over to greet Jonathan.
"How are bạn Dan?" Jonathan asked. "Your mother just asked me that! Anyway, I'm fine!" Daniel joked. "That's good to here!" He replied, "So bạn ready then?" "Yeah! Let's go get Tommy!" Daniel replied before they both raced off to find Tommy. After passing many houses with their own unique themes, they finally reached Tommy's house. It was a rather small house as he only lived with his mother, Joan and his sister, Mary. Tommy's father was fighting in the war and he missed him dearly. Whenever they got mail, he gets worried incase there's bad news, but there never is. Tommy doesn't like to boast about his father, especially as Daniel hasn't got one anymore.
Daniel and Jonathan made their way up the path towards the front door. Jonathan raised his hand to knock on the great black door in front of them. The knock spread through the house like a fire, following through each wall, into Tommy's ears. He sprinted down his wooden stairs, and made his way to the door. It opened with a creak. "Hi! Are bạn ready!? We don't want to keep the girls waiting!" Jonathan đã đưa ý kiến cheekily, whilst nudging Daniel, who was also giggling. Tommy shook his head in a 'what are bạn like?' way, but smiled too. "I'll just say goodbye to my mother and we'll be off. So off he went to say goodbye, and after a quick Kiss and hug, he was out the door and into the town.
"So, bạn heard from your dad recently?" Daniel asked recently. Tommy didn't want upset him but didn't want to sound rude so he answered him anyway. "No not really. I got his last letter a tháng ago, but I'll probably get one soon. bạn know what the army's like! They don't send the letters until weeks later!"
"Yeah! I know what you're saying. I've still got dad's letters. I don't look through them though, I don't have the nerve." Daniel said. There was an awkward silence. None of them knew what to say. Luckily, the silence was soon broken as a shy, quiet voice was heard from behind them...
"I'm fine thanks, how about you?" Daniel answered politely. "I'm very good thank you. I suppose you'll be wanting to see Jonathan?" she asked him.
"Er, yes please." He walked over to greet Jonathan.
"How are bạn Dan?" Jonathan asked. "Your mother just asked me that! Anyway, I'm fine!" Daniel joked. "That's good to here!" He replied, "So bạn ready then?" "Yeah! Let's go get Tommy!" Daniel replied before they both raced off to find Tommy. After passing many houses with their own unique themes, they finally reached Tommy's house. It was a rather small house as he only lived with his mother, Joan and his sister, Mary. Tommy's father was fighting in the war and he missed him dearly. Whenever they got mail, he gets worried incase there's bad news, but there never is. Tommy doesn't like to boast about his father, especially as Daniel hasn't got one anymore.
Daniel and Jonathan made their way up the path towards the front door. Jonathan raised his hand to knock on the great black door in front of them. The knock spread through the house like a fire, following through each wall, into Tommy's ears. He sprinted down his wooden stairs, and made his way to the door. It opened with a creak. "Hi! Are bạn ready!? We don't want to keep the girls waiting!" Jonathan đã đưa ý kiến cheekily, whilst nudging Daniel, who was also giggling. Tommy shook his head in a 'what are bạn like?' way, but smiled too. "I'll just say goodbye to my mother and we'll be off. So off he went to say goodbye, and after a quick Kiss and hug, he was out the door and into the town.
"So, bạn heard from your dad recently?" Daniel asked recently. Tommy didn't want upset him but didn't want to sound rude so he answered him anyway. "No not really. I got his last letter a tháng ago, but I'll probably get one soon. bạn know what the army's like! They don't send the letters until weeks later!"
"Yeah! I know what you're saying. I've still got dad's letters. I don't look through them though, I don't have the nerve." Daniel said. There was an awkward silence. None of them knew what to say. Luckily, the silence was soon broken as a shy, quiet voice was heard from behind them...
tình yêu bạn forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister di chuyển to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her di chuyển towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is Mất tích and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to tình yêu each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, hoặc does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, hoặc does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what bạn say,
what bạn do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how bạn talk to me,
how bạn treat me,
what bạn think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what bạn say,
what bạn do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how bạn talk to me,
how bạn treat me,
what bạn think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
ngọn lửa, chữa cháy spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget bạn even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
hoặc even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real hoặc not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get bạn out of my mind.
even if i die...
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
ngọn lửa, chữa cháy spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget bạn even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
hoặc even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real hoặc not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get bạn out of my mind.
even if i die...
Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.
One day, she talked during a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tìm kiếm for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang lấy trộm, đánh cắp five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was trang chủ schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Mất tích their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
One day, she talked during a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the tìm kiếm for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang lấy trộm, đánh cắp five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.
Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.
So she was trang chủ schooled.
But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Mất tích their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.
So they duct-taped her mouth shut.
THE END
As I grow to think about it thêm and more, and understand it thêm and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems thêm true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. bạn never know what might await bạn next, thêm dangers, hoặc even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, bạn cannot always be happy, hoặc always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. bạn climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. bạn dump and break up, bạn win and make up. Things happen. bạn can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to bạn in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.
I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for bạn to walk out the door
But bạn didn’t need to give it away
I promise bạn I’ll give it a try
bạn don’t have to buy my love
bạn don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause bạn don’t have to buy my love
Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked
bạn shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope bạn finally see
That wanting from bạn makes me feel
bạn shouldn’t buy my love
I know I deserved for bạn to walk out the door
But bạn didn’t need to give it away
I promise bạn I’ll give it a try
bạn don’t have to buy my love
bạn don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause bạn don’t have to buy my love
Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked
bạn shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope bạn finally see
That wanting from bạn makes me feel
bạn shouldn’t buy my love