Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not! Please, it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me and give me a hug.
Girl: Fine I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
Girl: Alright, now slow down
Guy: I love you babe
(in the paper the next day)
A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only 1 had survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
But i want everything to be pink
When will I stop being so selfish-
All the fake things you said
made me have high expectations
I dont know what I'm turning into.
Why do I have so much hate
that I never got to express.
Why do I get so hurt
at the littlest of things
When i used to not be?
When will I stop being so selfish-
All the fake things you said
made me have high expectations
I dont know what I'm turning into.
Why do I have so much hate
that I never got to express.
Why do I get so hurt
at the littlest of things
When i used to not be?
Y̑̈ȏ̈ȗ̈
̑̈c̑̈ȃ̈n̑̈'̑̈t̑̈
̑̈g̑̈ȏ̈
̑̈h̑̈ȏ̈m̑̈ȇ̈
̑̈ȃ̈g̑̈ȃ̈ȋ̈n̑̈
I hate the way I am
I hate the way I handle things.
I hate the way I handle things.
