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Deeply buried within lies. A secret that are not meant to be known. Round the world, trust is gone. Keys are either thrown away or buried. Scared and forbidden. Even one self is never to be trusted.
Hypocrite You are. Please, don't even bother denying it anymore, there are Obvious flaws in your words. Christ, you thought I was that dumb. Wish I Realised sooner that you're just like him.
I watched as Reginae’s iPhone rang again with Robin Thicke’s “Lost Without You” letting her know that Christopher is calling again. She turned towards her phone and pressed Decline and walked away.
The show is over. I played my role. I am now sober. Not gonna be kicked like a ball. Behind the scenes crap. That's been going on for a while. It started out fab. And now there seems to be a gap.
#sundayrepost. There's a werewolf in my garden, it's been trying to get in my door. I've barricaded the windows and I'm cowering on the floor.
I told you my secret But that was a mistake For your syrupy words Turned out to be fake I trusted you To keep my secret well I trusted you To never ever tell And now you have told My secret to the...
When I. First. Saw you. I. Needed. To be. Nursed. You. Took me. Under. Your. Wing. So. It. Could stop. The. Sting. You helped. Me with. Tough. Times. We did. Everything. Together. All the. Stuff.
'...the Tarmac' shorts were something I came up with some time ago, around the beginning of when I first came into the Opuss community.
It fell. It came crashing down. Smashing with a hard crack, Now I have more than just a frown. It fell. You left, not caring, Not thinking what happens To broken, shattered pieces, not sparing.
Oh, trust me, I have tried. With sweat and blood, I've cried. I've let the cruelties slide, And you've smirked with unchecked pride. Your eyes of crystal blue, And all along you knew...
You stand in the kitchen your heart beating like a wild fire burning,your visions is becoming blurry,the worktop is becoming filled with tear drop puddles.As you hear the conversation between your...
**Naughty words- I mean come on it's in the title and everything.
Jakes' P. O. V. 'I'm really sorry jake I truly am I know that I'm a bitch and I shouldn't have done what I did, please forgive me I'm really sorry.' Wow. That was, ummm, interesting.
It was never suppose to happen. Being blamed on for something you didn't do is bad. Having no one willing to listen to your explanation is even worse.
Keeping secrets, making promises Until the very very end Always cheerful and peppy What qualifies one to be your friend. Sure those are the good traits But what makes a friend great and true.
Words are cheap but yours are free Your actions scream you think nothing of me Have you already forgot our vows. Doing whatever your conscience allows. When did you become a thing possessed.
If I was reckless If I lied to you And made a mess of your life And, in the process, put my life on the line, Would you choose prison to protect me.
You made a mistake,. But your regret is to late,. Say you two were drunk,. But that doesn't change what you done,. You lied,. Now Im saying goodbye. I expected it from him,.
When you dip her in the middle of the dance floor, it is the color of her dress. When she whispers in your ear, it is the color of her lips.
Every time I look in her eyes. I see all those lies. The ones I told. The ones she sold. The ones from the very depths of our souls. We have no trust for one another.
A/N: For all you people who want another Tom Daley story.
It was faith or maybe just my addiction tocigarettes. For one cigarette I met him . The father of my son Will. I never thought that one moment would change my life but it did .
You gave to me a 'world'. But it didn't matter, I didn't care. I would have accepted just a kiss, But you didn't stop there. So I took your little 'world', And kept it from all harm.
When I woke up all was silent. My shoulder was burning and I didn't know what had happened. I was laying on the floor, my back against the dirty ground, and slowly things started to come back to me.