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:-----------D That's my face right now ^^ I just finished my hot virtual date with Jeramie. Ahhhh I like him...uggghhh I like him. We watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind together.
I...I sort of hate myself. I texted my new Mexican friend this morning and I literally regretted it instantly. The things he says reminds me a lot of Marek, it's so fucking weird.
Two friends. One Mexican, one Puerto Rican. Two numbers saved to my phone. None of them are used. One heart is already distracted by my awesomeness. The other heart is just chilling out. One is 20.
Oh princess, why did you run from me. I know it seemed like I wanted forever but I had just wanted to be a friend to you.
Good morning lovely marek who isn't mine anymore if u ever were mine. Idk. I never asked. It's that jerk victoria.
Maybe it was after the giddiness wore off that I revisited my previous acknowledgement: I can never be with my love. Not because of the distance, but because of how we met and our age difference.
- First Impressions Stood looking like royalty they all waved, the youngest girl came running down the stairs and right into Sven's arms, hugging every brother one by one she then came to me.
Your stories left upon my desk, like cherries on an untouched cake, I read as much as I could take, blood stained sheets, torn from the bed, where we once lay.
The attraction was instant. I saw you, unconventionally handsome, tall and slim with tousled brown hair and an uncomfortable smile, and my heart instantly reacted, like a drop of acid on litmus.
Chapter Ten Afraid To Love Forever "Oh S-Serena. What are you doing here. Is everything okay?" Caden asked. "Oh I wanted to meet your sister. I bet she's lovely" said Serena.
Ok here's my "sort of" quandary....
The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest. That's why I blushed when you passed me. The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest. You look at me but never see. I used to count the days away.
For awhile Sam and I kept searching for away that he could stop ageing, there was no hope...
One day I was. This lonely old guy. Till you came along. And gave me a try. You sat there and listened. To me waffling on. I thought you would have. Got up and gone. This wasn't to be.
Let's pretend it never happened. Or maybe Just say I never listened. Shes only 17, but you know what your doing. "your a prison!" she yelled, that's when I turned my ear.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARXIST T.A. AT 18 YEARS YOUNG. SHE’D LOAN ME HER MANIFESTO, AND I PRETEND NOT TO BE DUMB. I GUESS SHE LIKED MY BLUE COLLAR CHARM, OR MY MAYBE MY ENDURANCE IN BED.
I've watched you grow since you were 12 An attractive little thing Even then you turned some heads What would the future bring.
Look I know its summer outside And emotions are flying high, High and dry As I stick in your mind But its winter by my side. Feel fuzzy on the inside But that ain't love, I won't fit like a glove.
She's so 'not' sweet and innocent it's clear to see, She knows about the birds and she stings like a bee, She knows what she wants and I want it too, Me and her turning dream into true.
Dear John, I hope you can help me. The other day, I set off for work, leaving my husband in the house watching tv.
She pushed away with a smile that wavered as she turned her back and made the short commute home, her fingers trembling, almost dancing to the pulse in her veins.