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Today I saw the most wonderful family. We were at a skatepark watching two little kids skate circles around the larger ones.
I should just explain about the "Birdy" part. Angelo Uccello is my composers name. Angelo after my Grandfather; Uccello because it's Italian for "Bird".
I'm your typical early-teen girl. I'm 13, just starting 8th grade at the same school as last year and the year before that. Just a normal middle school, nothing special. I lead a pretty normal life.
I love you but it doesn't seem to be enough. You have my heart pressed between your palms; you either squeeze too hard and stop my blood or let it slip from your weakened grasp.
I can be a girly girl. I'm a princess in my head. I can prance about the place, Ignite romance where it's dead. Or... I can be ninja girl. I'm a ninja deep inside.
Warning. Adult content with swear words and sexual content. Lmfao sorry melody.
Chapter 13 "It started with a whisper and that was when I kissed her, then she made my lips hurt..." That's my phone, ringing. Hey, I love that song okay?.
My name's not Eric, but I got top pick. Yeah. You read the title it's ruddy sick.
Scientists say that we hate Because other people reflect us.
My heart pounded rapidly in my chest, threatening to burst right out. Eliza and a man I didn't recognise, were talking behind a tree, the man making vicious hand gestures. They were planning...
I was awakened by a streak of sunlight peeking through the bundles of mango leaves sticking to random branches and twigs that cover me.
2012: Come at me bro. 1800: Advance towards me bretheren..
I've caught a few episodes of the show Nashville and I'm really loving some of the song lyrics so I thought I'd share my favs so far.
#confidence #acorns Oh the untold dangers Of a room that is full of strangers I drink, to place the steel Against this terror that I feel Surely it can't be too hard Chip at my shell, take a...
The Sisters sat on their heels at the campfire.
"I cannot bare to be parted from you," Mónne murmured close to her ear, a gentle hand pushing away blonde, curling locks of hair from the Princess' bare shoulder.
( I have rewritten and added to chapter 1 so im posting this now, chapter 2 will be up in the next few hours !) Chapter 1 Cooly the water washed over his toes, the icy cold numbing his feet.
PART 3 Forcing himself to step forward he heard the muffled voice again. It was coming from the inside. The lid occasionally bounced with each new thud, rattling the catch that held it shut.
If only I could have more time, A bigger mountain I could climb, And show them all that I am able, Slam my fists down on the table.
~Premise I am perched atop a window sill. I hug my fragile knees to my hollow body. The glass pane before me is smudged and dirty. I could see only out through it.
I don't know how to begin, I need to tell my story though. I feel so lost. Nobody understands me … anymore.
Jaime's p.o.v Oh shit. She just walked out and looks beautiful. "Look at you." "Do you not like it. I can go change. I'm s-" I cut her off.
2012 My daughter is 6 It's halloween night She loves to dress She chose to be a gypsy One that you can't miss With curly hair and a red tambourine She loves to impress To add the final touches to her...
Ok so I failed my lotr fan fic but now I'm going to try to write my own story. I'm going to post it on fanfiction.com.