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(my dad watching football) Three hours later. Me: Can we please watch something else. My dad: No. I never get to watch football at all. Me: You just watched it last week. My dad: So.
I was the first one and I was suppose to be the only one my name is bear I am about 2 or 3 in human years but in dog years I am 14 or 27 . I am fluffy with a light color with black strains of hair .
I left school quite young, without finishing. Outrageous you may think. Meh... I hold a managerial role in IT support within a company in the top 20 of the FTSE 100.
Chapter 1 The lights flickered on and off. I opened my eyes and saw my brother, Edward, playing with the light switch. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice was barely a whisper.
Is it bad that I'm anxious for my grandma to leave. Psh, I don't even know why I'm asking you. You're opinion isn't going to change the fact that my grandma is increasingly intolerable with every day.
Hello again, and today is Friday, November 23, 2012. Have you ever met that type of person.
July 17th 1997 Dear W.i.l., I have decided to call you that because it is shorter than saying "whoever is listening".
Warning. Don't read if you're grieving for a loved one!. What about the ancients been and gone.
Hello all, allow me to talk about my cats. Now hold on ladies.
Chapter One Never Perfect "Leeyum!"Where is my hairbrush?!" I yelled but then I realized Leeyum gets uncomfortable when anybody yells. "Sorry!" I shouted. "Damn it!" I thought. I yelled again.
I was in the backseat of my dad's convertible. he was speeding. I felt safer than I do alone in my bedroom. loud obnoxious dub step was blasting through the speakers. my hair was a huge mess.
I didn't feel like talking so the rest of the day was a washout. Anya herded me round like a small child and I simply hadn't the energy to protest.
I've been looking for something You could say my whole life I've been searching for truths But all I found were the lies Am I such an outcast Am I such a recluse Was I destined to live With a...
June 13 1997 Dear Whoever is listening, it has been 3 months since it happened. At first I had to have therapy because mum said I turned strange.
Everything's okay, Until mum cries. The world tumbles down, Something strong dies. Her tears are pain, To not only her. Killing my vision, Making my eyes blur.
I wish someone could tell me What it is that I've done wrong, Why I have to stay chained up And left alone so long. They seemed so glad to have me When I came here as a pup.
@LittleKitten Rolling around In the snow on the grass Clothes become drenched How.
SISTER: you are so annoying BROTHER: (italic) you are so annoying.....nah...shutup *a while later* BROTHER: Mum, I've got two white shirts... SISTER: really. Two white shirts?!?.
The weekend's just so different. When they are around. Naturally attention shifts. To the extended family he's found. I'm kinda getting used to. All the racket, feet-unfriendly toys.
Lizzie: My life is ruined. Molly: Why, what happened. Lizzie: Oh Molly, a boy at school spread a rummer that I was dating Jonas. Molly: (raises eyebrows) Oh my gosh. Jonas is a dorky school bully.
Hey guys, I'm Velvet. Pleased to meet you and all that jazz. I'm an ordinary 15 year old girl who goes through the ordinary teenage life but I've decided to blog mine.
Introduction This is a made up story it actually did'ent happen to me or eneything .i sooo hope u enjoy it .
I'm not usually the type of person that shares his life to the public. But, me and my parents had this argument, and no one wants to admit that he/ she is wrong. Should I say sorry to them.
Engagemang, det är ett stort och betydelsefullt ord med en oerörd inlevelse. Jag känner engagemang när jag är i ett förhållande och när jag är med min familj och med mina vänner.