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Baru kali ini ngerasain kangen yg kangen pol.. Pokok kalo udah pulang aku mau peluk princess of china. .
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Baru kali ini ngerasain kangen yg kangen pol.. Pokok kalo udah pulang aku mau peluk princess of china. .
I smiled lightly as I sat up from my chair. "Uhm..." I said awkwardly. "I actually didn't read." my face slowly changing from slight happiness to embarrassment.
Ngmg", hari ini 2 kali mimpi princess of china.. .
Semangat yaa princess of china!!. :D.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Two -----------Lisa's Point Of View----------- *Chirp, chirp* I peered out the window. It was morning already. I looked back at Christopher, and saw him sleeping peacefully.
Waaahhh.. Ada yg udah smp bali nih. :) Tadi waktu kebangun trs liat bbm dari kamu lgsg nyesel aku, kok ga bangun dari tadi.. Tapi untung ternyata hp'mu masuh nyala. Hehehehe..
Truth Hurts Part Twenty One -------Christopher's Point Of View------- I heard a bloodcurdling scream coming from Lisa's room. "Lisa!" I shouted, tearing out of my room.
We danced all night. So slowly, so slowly. His hands gently holding me close. So gentle, so gentle. The music was in the distance, the crowd far away. It was just him and I, in the centre of the room.
My life is incomplete without him there right by my side. Romance is like the Thorpe Park roller coaster ride. I see a flash and he's gone. My heart is bleeding quickly.
It's times like this, that trigger thoughts. In the night, sitting on the balcony sipping apple cider, I think of the very few nights we sit up talking. About everything and nothing at the same time.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty -------Christopher's Point Of View------- I smiled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me. I laid down on my bed and smiled. She loved me. Lisa loved me.
I don't even need to mention his name, to know who you've already thought of..
Uhmm.. This sounds Soo girly... 'dear diary ?' I just had to buy one.. I knew I'd have so many things to write after meeting her. I finally did it. I asked her out yesterday. We went out.
Prologue Sam We entered the building and immediately all I could smell was drugs. Drugs. Blood. And fear. Malcolm I hit her again. And again.
Truth Hurts Part Nineteen -------Christopher's Point Of View------- Melissa came and kissed me, but I saw as Lisa ran away. I heard the door of her room slam. God damn, I had hurt her again.
"Mrs Windal?" I ask again, she fumbles feebly with her moth eaten cardigan, draped over her hollow self, she stares toward the dust ridden floor boards, she presses her lips together with a mild...
I've been so lucky to have seen you these last two days. And I do feel such a fool when you're around. I know it's nothing but a stupid crush, but it still has such a hold over me.
There were so many things I wanted to say to you before I walked away. You were in your own world the last time we met. And you are, aren't you.
I was awakened by a streak of sunlight peeking through the bundles of mango leaves sticking to random branches and twigs that cover me.
It started with "I love you", the hope, the fear. Follows is the rejection, the uncut thread, which keeps you hanging for years.
I clutched his hand. It was a smooth, cold reminder that he was gone forever. I could never kiss his lips again, hug his waist, poke his ribs, or share a secretive smile with him again. He was gone.
Truth Hurts Part Eighteen -------Christopher's Point Of View------- "What the hell are you doing!?" Melissa yelled. Shit. Busted. I turned slowly, unconcern in my face. I looked down at Lisa.
Do you truly believe that you care more for me than I do for you. Edward Cullen - Twilight.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something. Bella Swan - Twilight.