ontrollably and bury my face into her shoulder and just continue to sob until my eyes have dried up and just sit there for a couple of minutes. When I finally lift my head up and look up into her eyes. She smiles gently, looking at my face, I close my eyes already know that my eyes are red and puffy and my makeup has to be coming down my face as I just cried my eyes out like Niagra Falls in the taxi. ”You feel better,” she says. I shake my head no and look out the window and the gloomy weather because that is exactly what I’m feeling right now. “We just got here, there is no reason you should be crying right now, you have all the time in the world to get him to fall for him, ok? I 've known you since preschool and you've always got what you wanted this time should be no different. You have been gunning for him for nine years, ok. We are away from home and get to explore the city for a week until the semester comes so make the most of it.” She urges me, gently pushing me. “You're right.” The mood suddenly getting better. “There's a lot of time for us to become a couple,” I say to her and smile. MY first real smile since leaving my house.”Speaking of couples, how have you and Ethan been doing.” I Ask her. She grins as a blush starts to rise up on he cheeks. “It's been good,” she says. I look at my best friend and am not surprised she's had her boyfriend for three years already. She has long blond hair that almost looks white and has tan skin and has green eyes. I
People tend to hold onto objects because it reminds them of an important past or significant people whom they received it from. There are countless items people hold onto, one of mine is a picture of me and my siblings. Although the photo is flat and meaningless to some people, in my perspective, there is an immense depth and value to to the actual object. This picture, which illustrates what appears to be me and my siblings having a good time, demonstrates the love I have for them.
"Yeah, well my best friend is an idiot. He doesn 't belong getting married to her. Conner knows nothing about Annalise and the same goes to her. She don 't belong marrying Conner for the same damn reasons."
“Go and be happy, and like I said… we’ll see each other again soon. I don’t know how, but we will,” her lips press together to omit a reassuring smile.
I have dated many people throughout middle school and a few during high school, but Alexander Valle was my first real love. Aside from being my first love he was also my first committed boyfriend in a way. We are not together anymore and I do not know how he feels about me anymore, but I still love him. Maybe not in a romantic way anymore but I know he still has a place in my heart. I watch over him from a distance, I make sure he is not getting into anything bad, and I still protect his name as if we were still dating. Something I learned from this relationship was to love and take care of what you love because they can leave at any given moment. I do not wish we were still together, but I do wish that he finds someone that treats him the way I never could.
The first thing I have ever felt was a gust of warm air hitting my fur and wet tongue tracing my face which knocked me over I couldn’t see who was there but there were other soft warm bodies around me I was curled up by the large warm body curled protectively around me and the others which I knew from the start she was my mother I didn’t know her by name but I knew her by scent. An unmistaken smell of forest flowers blended with earth “How are you doing Willow” a voice called out echoing around the space the voice itself was deep but it was gentle there was a proud aura about him “I'm doing fine Shadowfang just a bit worn out” my mother responded her voice matching her exhausted breathing
Looking down at me you say, "Your pussy so tight" thrusting forward my titties bounce it feels so good. We hold each other and kiss and you slowly fuck me into bliss...
A seemingly endless stretch of road takes me to where I am needed. The call that changes everything happened only moments ago and my heart has not ceased trying to pound its way out of my chest. The deep, dark abyss engulfs me as I speed past the barren land. The fear of missing this important moment overpowers the fear of hitting the crushing mass of a deer, so I press down on the gas pedal harder. Desperation causing all other worries and thoughts to fly out the window. I needed to be there the minute I got the call, but the 55 miles in between my destination and I laughs at my attempt to reach my destination in a timely manner and stretches on with no end in sight. Time is not my friend tonight. I feel the need to push the beast of a car as fast as it can possibly go bubbling up inside me, and I have to restrain myself with all my might. I am fighting a losing battle, I know, but still I try, knowing that I want to be there for this once in a lifetime moment. I had been waiting for this night for months, and now that it's finally here, I am in the middle of nowhere trying my hardest to get to where I need to be but not seeming to be getting anywhere.
"(Y/N), I'm sorry." He says sincerely. He said my name. He must be that guilty. He rarely says my name I sigh and turn around to cup his cheeks.
Love. Love is shown in so many ways. Whether it be a loving husband buying a beautiful, diamond ring or a child’s crush bringing the other a tootsie roll, love is always being expressed. What is one way that no matter what your age, or what the mood of your significant other is in, you can look like the most caring person in the world? A magnificent glass vase filled with freshly plucked, blooming flowers. A vase full of fresh flowers can really mean a lot to someone who is sick, is having a hard time, or just needs an exaggerated reminder that they mean the world to you. There is such a deeper meaning to the vase then you could imagine at first glance.
The sun’s light rays shined down on the earth outside, growing warmer as it rose above in the sky. Inside Layton’s chambers, where it was dark and cool, he lay working himself to sleep, gorging on the now free pouring life from the girl frail between his arms. He was starving by the time he left Ava, but he didn’t realize until now it wasn’t for blood. He didn’t understand what exactly as he tightened his grip around the flesh, the need constricting his breathing and scorching through his veins through to his heart, his eyes, where it all burned.
Axel, I’m aware you’re disappointed to the fact that I can’t seem to move on from you...
The next three weeks raced by as Caroline floated in a happiness bubble. Every day Nico called or texted and she responded with cute flirty messages. It was stupid to get attached to someone who might walk away but she couldn’t help herself. The morose man who refused to share was replaced by a man who said all the right things to make a girl blush and laugh at the same time. Each day she fell more in love with him.
After coming down from the stage, they hug each other with a big smile. Lastly, Jin-hwan and Haena hug tightly. Sung-min and Ppacko watch them with a satisfying look.
I can 't express to you how much fun I had with you this weekend or how much I am looking forward to our next adventure together. So I 'm at least going to make an attempt here to tell you how much this trip and this time with you mean to me. I loved everything about this trip...except maybe our late night detour in the Pisgah Forest Walmart. Even then I 'm just glad I was with you. I will definitely never forget that night or how unbelievably happy I was to see that tow truck. I 'm not going to lie baby, I was pretty close to kissing that truck driver.
“She’s actually very sweet. She’s very nice. When she comes, she always asks me – the first thing she ask me how I’m doing, how everything went, like if I