Both of those two That day brawled Sworn about the tolls "Reincarnation, We both shall be boys next life!" For then they could combat And he,finally could hit 'she' Who then be he Pleased ,said she: I shall reciprocate thee Laughed at it Both rolled giggling arms in arms Or heads on the beseated knees
I miss you. I miss your eyes, the way they crinkled when you laughed. I miss your lips, the smile that was always on them. I miss your hands, the way they fit perfectly with mine. I miss your nose, the way it scrunched. I miss you, so, so, so much. Do you miss me?
"The scariest thing about distance is you don't know whether they'll miss you, or forget about you." - Nicholas Sparks (The Notebook)
I know what it feels like To be pushed, hit, Kicked, laughed at, to feel worthless to be told to **** myself to be late to class just to avoid my bullies to ask teachers for help and not get help I hate to say it but if I had the chance to make them pay for what they did, I would
I don't understand why anybody would feel the need to push someone past their breaking point. I have been bullied before and everybody told me to forgive and forget but it's my choice so what if I don't want to forgive and forget.
Awkward astronomer-lover. Your nebulae concept: The universe drawing together, A delighted animation. We ruefully laughed onshore, That profound abstruse oxygen. Their unappetizing myopia, Misguided eye sockets.
I picked out words that stood out to me in the book I was reading and arranged them as best I could. This is the result. It's refreshing. I might do it again.