You
never
heard the
words
you
needed
to hear.
baby,
one
to many
drinks
you
break
me.
but you are still my love.
I believe I need a wish tonight.
I thought you will so I decided to share my problems to you.
But you actually don't understand me...
I don't wanna hear those words from you,
You are making things worst!
But you actually don't understand me...
I don't wanna hear those words from you,
You are making things worst!
Right
There
She was right
there.
So close she could practically feel the sun on her face, the sand at her toes and the smell of salt in there air.
She was right there.
Her dreams nearly at her doorstep gnawing at the wood on the front porch.
She was nearly there…
for the only thing that could stop her from this darkness was the constant banging of the voice inside her head, the piercing scream it let out, the claws that scratched at the brink of her sub consciousness.
She was almost sane.
But then he came out of the shadows and drugged her in a desire that drowned all emotions but one.
It wasn’t love and it wasn’t the idea of love, it was the obsession behind the guy with those piercing brown eyes.
Eyes that suffocated her with his stare.
Eyes that surely broken hearts and consumed loves.
Eyes that ate away at the pain to only replace it with something deeper and more demented than the hell below and the poison within.
Replaced it with life.
A life filled with light and love, a life filled with art, sport and class.
So close she could practically feel the sun on her face, the sand at her toes and the smell of salt in there air.
She was right there.
Her dreams nearly at her doorstep gnawing at the wood on the front porch.
She was nearly there…
for the only thing that could stop her from this darkness was the constant banging of the voice inside her head, the piercing scream it let out, the claws that scratched at the brink of her sub consciousness.
She was almost sane.
But then he came out of the shadows and drugged her in a desire that drowned all emotions but one.
It wasn’t love and it wasn’t the idea of love, it was the obsession behind the guy with those piercing brown eyes.
Eyes that suffocated her with his stare.
Eyes that surely broken hearts and consumed loves.
Eyes that ate away at the pain to only replace it with something deeper and more demented than the hell below and the poison within.
Replaced it with life.
A life filled with light and love, a life filled with art, sport and class.
A life with a
family, a life with needs.
Mdi5
He treats me so differently now than before.
He doesn't feel the same anymore.
Although it's clear that I'm still in love.
But am I supposed to break my own heart?
Should I just end it now?
Or should I let him break it for me?
He doesn't feel the same anymore.
Although it's clear that I'm still in love.
But am I supposed to break my own heart?
Should I just end it now?
Or should I let him break it for me?
Hi sisters!
I am hoping I can get some advice. What does it mean when a guy asks your friend if you have a crush on him? You see my crush asked my friend and he stuttered saying it. I do not know if he stuttered because he was nervous or because he was just stuttering. Is he just curious to know or is he testing the waters? He is older then me, but its not to bad
I am hoping I can get some advice. What does it mean when a guy asks your friend if you have a crush on him? You see my crush asked my friend and he stuttered saying it. I do not know if he stuttered because he was nervous or because he was just stuttering. Is he just curious to know or is he testing the waters? He is older then me, but its not to bad
But but but but......
he is younger than me!
he is younger than me!
Is it a constant of fear of being hurt?
is there help out there for me?
do i want help?
Even the bad guy needs help.
i guess life isn't sunshine and roses.
Someone told me that I have quiet intensity... is that good or
bad?
