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"Who would have thought that you'd regret all those evil things you said. Now as friends, we say goodbye. I think there's something in my eye.".
Strangers are friends you don't know yet..
A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently, allows you to grow. -William Shakespeare.
Everything seemed perfect. I heard the birds twittering and felt the warm sun hitting my uncovered skin. I laid down in the grass and closed my eyes. Memories flooding my mind. Back to last summer...
Are JELOUSE people .
I slept on the couch, while Jonny was in my room. I didn't know the time, but I could imagine it was early. Just then, something thumped my in the stomach.
The next day as promised everyone brought in their presents for Stella. They left on the mini bus to the hospital. Stella was delighted when they arrived.
"Turns out.", Jonny started, "I've only broken my left arm, and my right leg. It's the way it hit me, you see." He seemed completely calm about the whole scenario.
Sunday 11.00am In My Bedroom. I had to literally drag myself out of bed today.
Today I'm wearing the smile you left me with .
Sunday 11.00am In My Bedroom. I had to literally drag myself out of bed today.
Love is the way that u can become wanted in the world make sure u don't go wrong everyone needs love.
Ok, so the next instalment of my backwards story, the wrong side of bed, hope you like.
The second the alarm went off, 7:00am, I ran down the hall and into my room. It turned out she was already awake. She saw me standing in my boxers at the door.
We wandered with purpose through the inky blue night, senses heightened by excitement, alcohol and the feeling that anything could happen next.
Lots of people nowadays don't understand anything yet want to appear to know everything.
The constant battle between being happy for your attached friends & bring sad for your lonely self.
Growing up I was always surrounded by beautiful friends; it made me insecure & having a not so good self esteem :(.
Something that I can never understand: someone so close to your heart yet can turn around and knife you on your back.
I made that choice.
When ever we point that finger out to others wrong doings; look at ourselves first.
Losing a friend is like losing a limb. It is painful, and hard to live without; but you adapt yet it is never the same.
Do you need anything from me. You know I got your back right?.
Chapter One White, icy flakes of snow drifted from the cloudy sky and landed in the dark hair of Lyric Hills and Vincent LeStrange. The two were sitting cross-legged in high grass, laughing.