He kissed bạn slowly, and the feeling of tình yêu drowned your senses. A hug. A kiss. And bạn went further on.
bạn 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 thêm different than the other.
bạn 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.
bạn shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. bạn grab the dao, con dao under your giường from when bạn were eating dưa hấu and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. bạn can’t control it. bạn walk out your door and towards the person bạn love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. bạn lift the dao, con dao into the air and try to hold back. bạn fingers cringe, trying to press the dao, con dao against his neck.
bạn feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. bạn let out a quiet sigh and smile. bạn are glad that bạn didn’t kill. bạn slowly lose grip of the dao, con dao 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 dao, con dao 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 bạn are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
bạn begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” bạn 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.” bạn whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, hiển thị he would be gone any second.
bạn run to his side and Kiss his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I tình yêu you.” bạn say slyly and step away from the body.
bạn 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 thêm different than the other.
bạn 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.
bạn shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. bạn grab the dao, con dao under your giường from when bạn were eating dưa hấu and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. bạn can’t control it. bạn walk out your door and towards the person bạn love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. bạn lift the dao, con dao into the air and try to hold back. bạn fingers cringe, trying to press the dao, con dao against his neck.
bạn feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. bạn let out a quiet sigh and smile. bạn are glad that bạn didn’t kill. bạn slowly lose grip of the dao, con dao 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 dao, con dao 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 bạn are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
bạn begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” bạn 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.” bạn whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, hiển thị he would be gone any second.
bạn run to his side and Kiss his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I tình yêu you.” bạn say slyly and step away from the body.
In my opinion the new Suicide Squad sucks. Harley Quinn is not even Harley Quinn any more, Deadshot has stupid movie lines, and no King Shark. WTF. I will explain this all for people who are not familier with The Suicide Squad.
Since the beginning of time Harley Quinn has had an accent and, guess what, no accent in the new Suicide Squad. And since when does Harley Quinn dress like a fucking slut.
Deadshot is normaly the main charecter in The Suicide Squad but now he has two stupid đít, mông, ass lines, "So we are some kind of Suicide Squad?" Yes bạn are stupid it is the tiêu đề of your movie. "Let's go save the world." Fuck it I am done with Deadshot fully.
King cá mập is, well, a giant cá mập but now they have replaced him with a less cool Killer Crok.
Sucky one
I really tình yêu to write.I've done it ever since I was only 4.
My mother used to write things like stories hoặc poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
nghề viết văn is really fun to do and I tình yêu it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really tình yêu nghề viết văn so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an tác giả when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write thi ca hoặc stories,I would also like to write các bài viết for other people to read (just like I'm nghề viết văn one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new sách for kids.
Again I really tình yêu to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
My mother used to write things like stories hoặc poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
nghề viết văn is really fun to do and I tình yêu it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really tình yêu nghề viết văn so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an tác giả when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write thi ca hoặc stories,I would also like to write các bài viết for other people to read (just like I'm nghề viết văn one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new sách for kids.
Again I really tình yêu to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
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