Imperfect Emotions
It's not perfect It hurts, My heart I hate you I love you I'm unsure, Of everything I'm lost I'm confused I'm tired, Of fighting myself I want you I need you I loathe you, ...
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It's not perfect It hurts, My heart I hate you I love you I'm unsure, Of everything I'm lost I'm confused I'm tired, Of fighting myself I want you I need you I loathe you, ...
For those new readers, or those who are perhaps a little confused, I've compiled a character list so far for you all to consult:. Tiffany - lead girl. Nate - lead boy (Tiffany's boyfriend).
The taste of your lips on mine, Would make me love you in time, Your arms holding me....
Sadie sat frozen for what seemed an eternity. She sat rooted, staring at the space across the table he had previously occupied. All that was left now was the palpable energy of despair.
I hate you, And don't you ever think that I respect you. "I would be somebody", You were dead wrong, If you thought I'd never amount to anything, You've got it spot on.
Fey. Can charm the petals. Off the moon. She walks in the corridors. Of confidence. I am a smear on the painting. Of her days. A drying blemish. Fey,. so strange and complicated. Drunk on Sundays.
Running. Running as fast as they could. Shooting. Bang bang. Lydia had never killed anyone in her life. She'd been brought up properly, going to church on Sundays and saying please and thank you.
There are two kinds of love The first.. felt like the road towards home. Long and winding, and yet Comfortable. This is the love I have with him. Familiar.. Safe.
The play was written by Welsh author Dylan Thomas in 1953 after the Second World War when the world witnessed shocking atrocities.