Quotes added on Wednesday, April 24 2013
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It's not a Status.
But its a word that describe a person who is strong enough to live and enjoy life, without depending on others
It's not a Status.
But its a word that describe a person who is strong enough to live and enjoy life, without depending on others
Thanks keyboard,
for completely f/cking up my message.
for completely f/cking up my message.
i'm feeling like dancing in the moonlight,
and falling in love at midnight,
baby, with you.
and falling in love at midnight,
baby, with you.
I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 13
Please don't do this, not now.
Chapter 13
Please don't do this, not now.
Micheal revealed a devilish smile as we walked towards each
other. I could tell from the cocky expression on his face that he
was confident. I didn't stay far behind. Poor
guy. He probably thought that he was the leader and I was the
follower. Little did he know that he happened to be dancing with
the dancing queen. I put on an inocent
expression to really fool him. He took my right hand and settled it on his shoulder while he slipped his right arm under mine hugging my back. I held his left hand and we both looked into each others eyes. Once the tempo rised we began to move. Two steps back, two steps forward. Then I slid back, rolled my hips and twirled around. Micheal slipped his hands into his pockets and paid close atention to what I would do next. I kicked up my right leg up attempting to do a quick move I learned in gymnastic camp. My plan didn't go so well; Micheal caught my ankle and yanked me towards him. I couldn't keep my balance so I fell on him. So now I was stuck on his body with my right leg wrapped around his waist. My hands were on his chest. Breathless I looked up at his face. He was giggling. It angered me deeply when I realized that he won the game I created. I tried to step back but I he didn't let me. Instead he just held my thighs preventing me from getting up. After a couple attempts I grunted and crossed my arms.
"Is there a problem?" He teased. I lowered my eye brows and glared at him. His face dropped. But, he didn't let me go.
"Whats the matter?" He wondered as if he didn't know.
"Micheal." I angerly said.
"What?" He asked all inocent.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
"Is that what you really want?" He taunted. I put my hands on his throat.
"Let, me, go!" I bitterly said.
For some reason Micheal was amused by my anger. He chuckled. No matter how mad I was his laughter made me happy. But I wouldn't give up. I desperatly tried not to laugh. Remember Ella, you're mad. I told my self while I squeezed his throat. Gosh, wasn't I hurting him? Just a bit?
"Only if you say please." He insisted. I squeezed harder.
"Could you stop doing that Ella, your giving me a erction." He whispered.
I gasped and imediately took off my hands. How did he dare to talk to me this way. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes in disgust. He burst into laugher still holding on to me. Oh my gosh his laugh was so contagious. I bit hard on my cheeks so I wouldn't laugh.
"Micheal." I said with a faint laugh. He took a deep breath.
"What?" He asked. Now I was laughing and I was laughing hard.
"Please let go of my legs." I begged.
"I don't know....I kinda like em here." He laughed.
"Micheal!" I yelled trying to hold back my laughter.
"Please." I begged again.
"Do I have to?" He asked.
"Yes!" I yelled. He finally let go and sat down on the wooden table behind him. My legs were sweaty now.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Midnight." Micheal said as he looked at his phone.
"I should probably get back to Disney Land." I said with a frown.
"Disney Land?" Micheal shockingly asked.
"Yeah, didn't you know we were on vacation here?" I asked.
"Spencer said you guys live here." Micheal said.
"Err...I don't know what she said. But, we don't." I answered. Oh God Spencer, why did she lie to them?
"Man, I don't know how Tony's going to handle this." He scratched his head.
"Please don't tell him....I don't want to get Spencer in trouble." I begged.
"Yeah...I probably won't." Micheal agreed. After that we climbed back down through the scary ladder and drove back to Disney Land. Micheal refused to let me walk back to my room alone so he esscorted me through the park and to my suite.
"So this is where you're staying?" He asked as he measured the height of the building.
"Yeah." I answered while I climbed up the stairs. He followed me probably wanting to take a peek inside my room. I opened the door and we both walked in. To my suprise, the light was already on. Fear clouded my mind as I noticed Rogers angry face across the room. As soon as we were inside he marched towards me.
expression to really fool him. He took my right hand and settled it on his shoulder while he slipped his right arm under mine hugging my back. I held his left hand and we both looked into each others eyes. Once the tempo rised we began to move. Two steps back, two steps forward. Then I slid back, rolled my hips and twirled around. Micheal slipped his hands into his pockets and paid close atention to what I would do next. I kicked up my right leg up attempting to do a quick move I learned in gymnastic camp. My plan didn't go so well; Micheal caught my ankle and yanked me towards him. I couldn't keep my balance so I fell on him. So now I was stuck on his body with my right leg wrapped around his waist. My hands were on his chest. Breathless I looked up at his face. He was giggling. It angered me deeply when I realized that he won the game I created. I tried to step back but I he didn't let me. Instead he just held my thighs preventing me from getting up. After a couple attempts I grunted and crossed my arms.
"Is there a problem?" He teased. I lowered my eye brows and glared at him. His face dropped. But, he didn't let me go.
"Whats the matter?" He wondered as if he didn't know.
"Micheal." I angerly said.
"What?" He asked all inocent.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
"Is that what you really want?" He taunted. I put my hands on his throat.
"Let, me, go!" I bitterly said.
For some reason Micheal was amused by my anger. He chuckled. No matter how mad I was his laughter made me happy. But I wouldn't give up. I desperatly tried not to laugh. Remember Ella, you're mad. I told my self while I squeezed his throat. Gosh, wasn't I hurting him? Just a bit?
"Only if you say please." He insisted. I squeezed harder.
"Could you stop doing that Ella, your giving me a erction." He whispered.
I gasped and imediately took off my hands. How did he dare to talk to me this way. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes in disgust. He burst into laugher still holding on to me. Oh my gosh his laugh was so contagious. I bit hard on my cheeks so I wouldn't laugh.
"Micheal." I said with a faint laugh. He took a deep breath.
"What?" He asked. Now I was laughing and I was laughing hard.
"Please let go of my legs." I begged.
"I don't know....I kinda like em here." He laughed.
"Micheal!" I yelled trying to hold back my laughter.
"Please." I begged again.
"Do I have to?" He asked.
"Yes!" I yelled. He finally let go and sat down on the wooden table behind him. My legs were sweaty now.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Midnight." Micheal said as he looked at his phone.
"I should probably get back to Disney Land." I said with a frown.
"Disney Land?" Micheal shockingly asked.
"Yeah, didn't you know we were on vacation here?" I asked.
"Spencer said you guys live here." Micheal said.
"Err...I don't know what she said. But, we don't." I answered. Oh God Spencer, why did she lie to them?
"Man, I don't know how Tony's going to handle this." He scratched his head.
"Please don't tell him....I don't want to get Spencer in trouble." I begged.
"Yeah...I probably won't." Micheal agreed. After that we climbed back down through the scary ladder and drove back to Disney Land. Micheal refused to let me walk back to my room alone so he esscorted me through the park and to my suite.
"So this is where you're staying?" He asked as he measured the height of the building.
"Yeah." I answered while I climbed up the stairs. He followed me probably wanting to take a peek inside my room. I opened the door and we both walked in. To my suprise, the light was already on. Fear clouded my mind as I noticed Rogers angry face across the room. As soon as we were inside he marched towards me.
sometimes
you just
need to
take a nap
and
get over it.
me: *gets comfortable in
bed with lptop and food*
me: *needs to deperately pee* ARE YOU JOKING?
me: *needs to deperately pee* ARE YOU JOKING?
“Go kill yourself”
You should never say that to anyone.
Never, ever, ever, especially if that person did nothing to you.
What if he/she does kill themselves?
What if that was the last thought in their mind,
A pathetic idiot telling them to 'go kill yourself'
Before they pulled that trigger,
Before they pulled that rope around their neck,
Before they jumped infront of a car/train
|||||| Just stop. ||||||
Think before you speak.
Tonight, I'm gonna
DANCE LIKE YOU ARE IN
THIS ROOM,
BUT I DON'T WANNA DANCE IF I'M NOT [x] [x] [x] ♥
DANCING WITH YOU
BUT I DON'T WANNA DANCE IF I'M NOT [x] [x] [x] ♥
DANCING WITH YOU
HI, DO YOU REMEMBER ME?
the one who was
ALWAYS THERE FOR
YOU?
do you remember
me? ...
yeah,
DIDN'T THINK SO.
January 20th,
I remember that day as one of my happiest.
I remember that day as one of my happiest.
