KeptUnderLockAndKey
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Hello Love <3 Now to let you know ahead of time, I'm not the happiest all the time. I have my secrets, you have yours. there is a reason they are called secrets.
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Give me a reason not to
I promise you that there's someone out there that loves you but doesn't have the courage to tell you and if you leave us tonight that they will regret not talking to you sooner and telling you how they feel for the rest of their life. That person will feel responsible.
Dont give up.
I promise you that there's someone out there that loves you but doesn't have the courage to tell you and if you leave us tonight that they will regret not talking to you sooner and telling you how they feel for the rest of their life. That person will feel responsible.
Dont give up.
Boy: Wanna play a
game?
Girl: Sure.
Boy: But it can't be hide and seek
Girl: Why not?
Boy: Cause a girl like you is impossible to find. (:
Girl: Sure.
Boy: But it can't be hide and seek
Girl: Why not?
Boy: Cause a girl like you is impossible to find. (:
One day you're gonna want her. That girl that
knew she wasn't perfect, but tried to be for you. That girl who
wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was
the only way she could. The girl who sees your flaws, but values
them as much as your strengths. That girl who still can't bring
herself to hate you, even though you probably deserve it. The girl
that should have you, but doesn't.
hey
beautiful, i bet you just scrolled past a bunch of girls you wish
you looked like, boys you wish you had, clothes you want to wear.
Well guess what? Stop worrying about those girls, boys, clothes.
You're so amazing and beautiful, you don't even know. You
probably don't believe me, but i promse. you'll find
someone who likes you for you. Your clothes are already perfectly
fine. Go look in the mirror, take pictures, go for a walk, show off
your beautiful face. Take time to realize how amazing your friends
are and spend time with them. Heart broken? listen to some
depressing music and cry, cry so much that you could fill a pool
full and swim so when you're finally finished crying you'll
be happy, i promise. Go to school with the biggest smile on your
face. Smile at strangers, you could make their whole entire day
without even knowing it. Make a cake with your bestfriend then
shove in eachothers faces unexpectedly. Play music really loud and
dance andn sing at the top of your lungs. Eat whatever you want,
eat a lot of it and I promise you'll still look beautiful the
next day. Live your life, dont worry about what others think, do
what makes you happy. I love you beautiful.
Her:
She's in her room, sitting on her floor blocking the foor so no one bothers her. She has her phone in her hand hoping and wishing he would text or call. makeup running down her face from all the tears she can't help from falling down slowly. replaying all of the memories and fun times, but mostly there last conversation, wishing she said things differently then she did. thinking to herself she'll never ever get him back.
Him:
he's in his room. laying in bed his phone off. tv on but volume off. stuff thrown everywhere, from his confusing and upset modd swings. his phone off, thrown on the floor. his eyes red from crying and the door locked so no one can bother him. replaying there last conversation in his head, thinking of what to do but not sure, what so ever. thinking so much, he's about to flip. red hands from hitting things. thinking, what if she never takes me back.
She's in her room, sitting on her floor blocking the foor so no one bothers her. She has her phone in her hand hoping and wishing he would text or call. makeup running down her face from all the tears she can't help from falling down slowly. replaying all of the memories and fun times, but mostly there last conversation, wishing she said things differently then she did. thinking to herself she'll never ever get him back.
Him:
he's in his room. laying in bed his phone off. tv on but volume off. stuff thrown everywhere, from his confusing and upset modd swings. his phone off, thrown on the floor. his eyes red from crying and the door locked so no one can bother him. replaying there last conversation in his head, thinking of what to do but not sure, what so ever. thinking so much, he's about to flip. red hands from hitting things. thinking, what if she never takes me back.