Heey everyone,
This is just something that happened to me and i really hope it does'nt happen to you.
I liked this guy for a long time and he liked me to. But we were both to scared to tell each other.
then finally he asked me out I was so happy that he finally asked me out . For the first couple of weeks he was really seewt and nice. But after a while he start ignoring me and ditching me to see other girls. he told me that i wasnt allowed to talk to other guys, And i couldnt even talk to my friends . He made me do stuff that i did not want to do. I never told anybody about it , I lost all my friends. I started getting bad marks in school. But i couldnt leave him ,He always told me he loved me and that if i left him he would do something bad to himself. It got worse when he roubou my money so he can buy drugs, after that i told him that i didnt wanna go out with him. Then i told my frinds everything and they forgave me fot not telling them and now hes dating some other girl and i hope hes not doing the same thing to her . well thats what happened to me so dont encontro, data someone you think you know.
ashleysutherland;*
This is just something that happened to me and i really hope it does'nt happen to you.
I liked this guy for a long time and he liked me to. But we were both to scared to tell each other.
then finally he asked me out I was so happy that he finally asked me out . For the first couple of weeks he was really seewt and nice. But after a while he start ignoring me and ditching me to see other girls. he told me that i wasnt allowed to talk to other guys, And i couldnt even talk to my friends . He made me do stuff that i did not want to do. I never told anybody about it , I lost all my friends. I started getting bad marks in school. But i couldnt leave him ,He always told me he loved me and that if i left him he would do something bad to himself. It got worse when he roubou my money so he can buy drugs, after that i told him that i didnt wanna go out with him. Then i told my frinds everything and they forgave me fot not telling them and now hes dating some other girl and i hope hes not doing the same thing to her . well thats what happened to me so dont encontro, data someone you think you know.
ashleysutherland;*
I can't believe you're a amor that I've found,
I was alone in this crazy world
but you're the one who let my amor unfurl,
You're the estrela to my burst, the coração to my beat,
I can't believe we're in love, falling so deep,
We are to opposites yet the same,
I think about our amor until I go insane,
Two lost souls found one another,
All that matters is that we amor each other,
I can't think our amor through
but my coração always knew
Here's what it has to say;
You're all that I want at the end of the day,
If you can see from my point of view,
All I can say is that; I amor you.
I had this bf and he was my best friend, I told him everything and kind of depended on him in a way I geuss. I don't no if he really felt the sane way, though he told me he did. We went out 4 lk 9 months then he breaks up with me. It has been 8 months since we broke up with him and I convinced myself I hate him for letting me alone. I bbt tlk to him but a couple days atrás he came to my work and I got all shakey. Then when I txted him tht night I got all excited when he txted me back. I xonviced myself I'm over him but idk! I think I was until I saw him. Can someone tell me what I'm feeling?
We met
Two strangers.
Knowing of pain.
And coração ach.
We met
Two people.
That crave love.
Affection.
We met.
Not inderstanding the feelings.
That are invading our souls.
The feeling that makes us smile.
We met.
We talked.
We laughed.
We understood eachother.
We met.
We fall in love.
Now a amor is found.
From two strangers.
I might not say it enough.
But I amor you.
We met.
I need you.
I crave your touch.
Your kiss.
Your arms.
I know I might never feel them.
We met.
But I dream of you.
I will be witth you in my dreams.
I do not know if you feel the same amor as me.
I hope so.
We met.
It doesnt matter.
How long it lasts.
For the hours.
We have spent.
On here.
We have Loved.
A life time.
Ok, this is a poem (not mine) that I found on Someone's mural that muhammadadil had posted:
Girls are like
apples on trees.The best
ones are at the topo, início of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt.Instead, they
get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good.So the apples
at the topo, início think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's Valente enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.
Girls are like
apples on trees.The best
ones are at the topo, início of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt.Instead, they
get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good.So the apples
at the topo, início think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's Valente enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.
Of what,
of who?
Could it hurt,
could the pain
return again?
There's me
holding that
cold glass of wine,
staring at her,
trying to forget...
And there he is,
sad and distant
like usual.
Oh why,
oh why?
And me again,
but this time
I was happy.
So happy for
all those
sweet kisses
he gave me...
And again he,
looking at me
and wondering...
Oh I should have known!
Inside my fantasia
I seek
for his kisses
that poisoned
my body,
i procurar for
the reason,
trying to see...
There he is
again,
oh
his kisses,
what did he do to me,
oh
he fooled me again...
Nothing was real,
he was wondering,
oh
he was trying
to see
her in my eyes,
oh...
He gave me all
that sweetness,
but he belongs to her.
Oh,
he's so sad
because of her.
He's so distant
because of her.
Oh,
he disrupt my dreams
because of her.
Because of her...
