"What do you think?" "...what were you THINKING?"
In my dreams someone told me I was beautiful; oh, how our fantasies deceive.
She never let herself get too close to the edge because something inside of her just made her feel like
jumping.
"Stop being a whore." She moaned softly into his lips.
"You first."
Regret hating someone, leaving someone, not getting to know someone, but don't regret loving someone. Love should never be regretted.
nothing can quite fill the places where i loved you, and i hate that.
She fell back in bed with a sigh. A girl in pink pajamas could never save the world.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." I hung up the phone before she could protest. With girls like that, the truth is the greatest and least you can give them.
"Mommy, when we die, do we turn into ghosts?" "No, no, honey. When we die we turn into angels. When we're forgotten, then we turn into ghosts."
Passion made her want to tear the lips of her lucky target; love made her want to sew back his heart.
The difference between living around people and living with them was that one was easier, but the other worthwhile.
All he wanted was to be told he was beautiful. graceful. pretty. but those aren't compliments fit for a boy.
Distance made her feel like someone could actually love her. 5000 miles of imagination.
Stupid humans. Thought Gravity. They'd never know how misunderstood he felt.
Gravity may be the only thing keeping you down, but it's also the only thing keeping us together.
In my dreams someone told me I was beautiful; oh, how our fantasies deceive.
She never let herself get too close to the edge because something inside of her just made her feel like
jumping.
"Stop being a whore." She moaned softly into his lips.
"You first."
Regret hating someone, leaving someone, not getting to know someone, but don't regret loving someone. Love should never be regretted.
nothing can quite fill the places where i loved you, and i hate that.
She fell back in bed with a sigh. A girl in pink pajamas could never save the world.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." I hung up the phone before she could protest. With girls like that, the truth is the greatest and least you can give them.
"Mommy, when we die, do we turn into ghosts?" "No, no, honey. When we die we turn into angels. When we're forgotten, then we turn into ghosts."
Passion made her want to tear the lips of her lucky target; love made her want to sew back his heart.
The difference between living around people and living with them was that one was easier, but the other worthwhile.
All he wanted was to be told he was beautiful. graceful. pretty. but those aren't compliments fit for a boy.
Distance made her feel like someone could actually love her. 5000 miles of imagination.
Stupid humans. Thought Gravity. They'd never know how misunderstood he felt.
Gravity may be the only thing keeping you down, but it's also the only thing keeping us together.
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