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You don't feel nervous around them But you do stare 'What a cute hat' you think 'What lovely hair' You might walk over to them and ask them to a party And if they make a joke, you laugh is hearty You...
Oh what I'd give to go back to the days of being a kid When the worst things that came were bad dreams and skinned knees. To go back to the days of being care free.
I remember it well: As if I kept the butterflies In a little, dusty glass jar, And am peering through the scratches To watch their paper-thin wings shiver.
Hello again, and today is Tuesday, January 8, 2013. If you've ever seen an old signature, then you know what one should look like.
Today he turns another year older, and I cannot be there for him. My heart sinks when I realize it may be 3 years before I see him again. I miss him more than any words can tell.
After a lifetime spent together, We're falling apart at the seams. Even when holding hands lightly, The touch doesn't ignite our dreams. When did we lose the chats that we used to have.
It concerns me that girls my age want Mr.Prince charming. Yes, I do admit that sounds quite nice, but I would more appreciate a Peter Pan type.
Gray skies and slush Melting snowmen Decorations down It's time again. Winter is here. Not Christmastime- Nothing is pretty. I dream of limes. Limes and sunshine, Coconuts too.
My childhood was different. Not like the children of today. We used to run around outside, Catching the sun rays. I used to go around with cousins at the abattoir.
#mystreet. At number 1 in my street, lives a man who's lost the plot,. He's 86 years old, I think his milk he has forgot,. It's been piling up on his doorstep, there's 30 bottles all in all.
The Joker's had a makeover, he now looks super cool I preferred him with his purple suit, and how he used to act the fool Adam West was Batman, his acting was far from good But he was miles better...
.•*I believe in unicorns by Moon-Child*•.
I saw you with her, holding hands. On that street, you were out of time and place, like the remnants of a dream materialising into the mundane.
"Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero.
Though many are sure to disagree, there is something sad about something that you love becoming something that everyone loves.
Good old 2012, It's been a fabulous year, One of the best of my life, One of happiness and cheer.
Dear 2012, I'm sad to see you go, for despite our differences, we actually had some good times. I know we started off thinking it would be okay but it didn't last did it.
#projecthumanity(ish). Remember when the world was safe. When kids could play outside all day. When doors weren't locked 'til late at night. when you could trust that man was kind.
Silver starlight paints the room bright, as she shut her eyes. The baby blue curtains stir and there he was, asking if she wanted to runaway to Neverland.
It's easy to forget how much time has past Since I held your hand and kissed you last.
Been away, I return, See a lack of words; What spurn. Quotes and quotes and quotes some more. This world has changed, is now a chore. There is no place, For me in this, I fight it with A hiss. A hiss.
I can remember my first time. It was over in a flash. It was something so amazing. For very little cash. I unwrapped her slowly. As I was licking with my tongue. I was only 14 years old.
I remember the day you came. A lonesome cat without a name. At first we shooed you away, but you always came back to stay. As time flew by, we let you stay.
#adventchallenge Along time ago, Toys were hand-crafted, Out of wood and springs, Not made by the faint-hearted.