Dear The-One-I’m-Glad-I-Never-Kept
I smile now, not like before. It seems like after anda had hurt me, I got over anda pretty quick, I guess I never really loved anda and anda were a waste of my time, and when anda left I think part of me was relieved, I wasted my time crying, I guess I was blind.
That smile there, on my face, he put it there. Remember those three months anda had put me down, made me cry, and I was still stupid enough to stay? He re-wrote that in two, he replaced my permanent frown, with a smile.
Do anda remember that hari I was crying, and I had went to anda with support? Today I still wish I hadn’t, anda had laughed and told me not to be such a baby, that I was being silly. And remember how later that night, when we had had our first fight, and anda had called me a good for nothing ugly menggerutu, jalang who was a waste of time and space, and I was only good for making excellent sandwiches? Remember how I had ran away crying? It was him, my friend, I ran to, who had wiped my tears away with his kemeja sleeve and told me everything was going to be okay, and asked me what had happened. When I told him he was shocked, and told me that I was lebih amazing then I could ever know, and anda were a fucking idiot, and to never believe anything different anyone else told me.
Remember how anda had diberikan me your sweater, and I had been so happy? I realize now, that two hours before one of your friends were hitting on me when anda had walked in, and got all tense, and anda were claiming your territory, anda might as well have pissed on me. I realize now that the sweater didn’t feel of warmth and care, but cold, hard, possessiveness. Today he gave me his sweater because I had shivered, and he didn’t want me to catch a cold, when I zipped it up to my chin and settled into it, he laughed and berkata “Baby anda look great in my sweater.”
Remember the pressure anda had diberikan me for sex, and every time I berkata no, you’d flip? Remember how it left me a little screwed in the head? When I had told him I was uncomfortable with where his hand was, oleh accident, he blushed madly, and we had gotten into THE conversation all young adults in a mature relationship have. Then I told him that I wasn’t ready for sex, and I wouldn’t be soon, not at fifteen, he had grinned, and laughed, and told me that things were going to pindah at whatever pace I felt comfortable with.
Remember when your friends jokingly told anda that anda were whipped and my bitch, and anda had gone ape-shit and argued with him? Some of his friends joked about the same thing, and he had put his arm around me kissed my hair, and berkata “Yeah I guess I am, but I’m her happy bitch”.
Remember how I had rested my head against your shoulder and anda had pushed it away saying “Cuddling is for wimps.” I fell asleep and he slipped his arm around me and let me use his chest as a pillow.
Remember when I was nervous for that test, and anda berkata grow-up? Recently I had been preparing a speech, and I was incredibly nervous to present it, as I was standing in front of the class, sputtering out my words as fast as I could, my eye caught his, and he mouthed “I cinta you, you’re doing great.”
Remember that hari I had come to school wearing sweats, and a Skillet Tee-Shirt, with no make-up, and my hair a mess because my alarm didn’t go off? Remember how anda had looked at me disgusted and berkata “You’re seriously not dressed like that?” Today the same thing happened and he smiled and welcomed me into the conversation he was having with his friends, put his arm around me, and when he got a spare moment whispered softly in my ear “You look stunning today.”
And vice-versa, remember that dress that I wore and anda had looked at me and berkata “Damn my girls a hottie!” and spent the entire night trying to slip your hand up my skirt, and after I had rejected all your advances, anda started dancing with every girl there? I wore that same dress to a school hosted winter konser with him, and he had looked at me funny and berkata “Babe, you’re beautiful, but aren’t anda going to be cold?” and handed me his coat.
I guess the difference between anda and him, is that I think he cares, and I guess anda never did.
cinta from The-One-You-Will-Wish-You-Had-Never-Let-Go
p.s I still wish anda the best, and I hope anda grow-up soon. But the way I feel about him, isn’t going to change anytime soon, and the way I hate anda is never going to change. So don’t bother thinking I want anda back.
I smile now, not like before. It seems like after anda had hurt me, I got over anda pretty quick, I guess I never really loved anda and anda were a waste of my time, and when anda left I think part of me was relieved, I wasted my time crying, I guess I was blind.
That smile there, on my face, he put it there. Remember those three months anda had put me down, made me cry, and I was still stupid enough to stay? He re-wrote that in two, he replaced my permanent frown, with a smile.
Do anda remember that hari I was crying, and I had went to anda with support? Today I still wish I hadn’t, anda had laughed and told me not to be such a baby, that I was being silly. And remember how later that night, when we had had our first fight, and anda had called me a good for nothing ugly menggerutu, jalang who was a waste of time and space, and I was only good for making excellent sandwiches? Remember how I had ran away crying? It was him, my friend, I ran to, who had wiped my tears away with his kemeja sleeve and told me everything was going to be okay, and asked me what had happened. When I told him he was shocked, and told me that I was lebih amazing then I could ever know, and anda were a fucking idiot, and to never believe anything different anyone else told me.
Remember how anda had diberikan me your sweater, and I had been so happy? I realize now, that two hours before one of your friends were hitting on me when anda had walked in, and got all tense, and anda were claiming your territory, anda might as well have pissed on me. I realize now that the sweater didn’t feel of warmth and care, but cold, hard, possessiveness. Today he gave me his sweater because I had shivered, and he didn’t want me to catch a cold, when I zipped it up to my chin and settled into it, he laughed and berkata “Baby anda look great in my sweater.”
Remember the pressure anda had diberikan me for sex, and every time I berkata no, you’d flip? Remember how it left me a little screwed in the head? When I had told him I was uncomfortable with where his hand was, oleh accident, he blushed madly, and we had gotten into THE conversation all young adults in a mature relationship have. Then I told him that I wasn’t ready for sex, and I wouldn’t be soon, not at fifteen, he had grinned, and laughed, and told me that things were going to pindah at whatever pace I felt comfortable with.
Remember when your friends jokingly told anda that anda were whipped and my bitch, and anda had gone ape-shit and argued with him? Some of his friends joked about the same thing, and he had put his arm around me kissed my hair, and berkata “Yeah I guess I am, but I’m her happy bitch”.
Remember how I had rested my head against your shoulder and anda had pushed it away saying “Cuddling is for wimps.” I fell asleep and he slipped his arm around me and let me use his chest as a pillow.
Remember when I was nervous for that test, and anda berkata grow-up? Recently I had been preparing a speech, and I was incredibly nervous to present it, as I was standing in front of the class, sputtering out my words as fast as I could, my eye caught his, and he mouthed “I cinta you, you’re doing great.”
Remember that hari I had come to school wearing sweats, and a Skillet Tee-Shirt, with no make-up, and my hair a mess because my alarm didn’t go off? Remember how anda had looked at me disgusted and berkata “You’re seriously not dressed like that?” Today the same thing happened and he smiled and welcomed me into the conversation he was having with his friends, put his arm around me, and when he got a spare moment whispered softly in my ear “You look stunning today.”
And vice-versa, remember that dress that I wore and anda had looked at me and berkata “Damn my girls a hottie!” and spent the entire night trying to slip your hand up my skirt, and after I had rejected all your advances, anda started dancing with every girl there? I wore that same dress to a school hosted winter konser with him, and he had looked at me funny and berkata “Babe, you’re beautiful, but aren’t anda going to be cold?” and handed me his coat.
I guess the difference between anda and him, is that I think he cares, and I guess anda never did.
cinta from The-One-You-Will-Wish-You-Had-Never-Let-Go
p.s I still wish anda the best, and I hope anda grow-up soon. But the way I feel about him, isn’t going to change anytime soon, and the way I hate anda is never going to change. So don’t bother thinking I want anda back.
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,
Devouring the warm jeruk, orange sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The warna of fire, burning at different tempos.
The warna of emotion, striking the jantung under the skin.
The warna of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
Devouring the warm jeruk, orange sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The warna of fire, burning at different tempos.
The warna of emotion, striking the jantung under the skin.
The warna of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the hari we are discarded and replaced with new editions atau perhaps the selanjutnya technology once membaca becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions atau hear our voices saying things we never berkata until the students are lulled to sleep oleh the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the hari we are discarded and replaced with new editions atau perhaps the selanjutnya technology once membaca becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy
with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions atau hear our voices saying things we never berkata until the students are lulled to sleep oleh the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks
someday
In the darkness,
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip oleh when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
anda will always be in my heart.
anda have diberikan me so many memories
To last.
anda are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
anda motivate me.
anda are what I can do today.
anda are an amazing person.
anda are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
anda will never leave my heart,
Even if anda do leave me in life.
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.
The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip oleh when things got bad.
Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.
It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
anda will always be in my heart.
anda have diberikan me so many memories
To last.
anda are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
anda motivate me.
anda are what I can do today.
anda are an amazing person.
anda are what I am today.
All that I am today is because of you.
anda will never leave my heart,
Even if anda do leave me in life.
Idea #1
A group of friends try to hide their biggest secret. A secret that could send them to jail r worse the electric chair. They kill, kidnap, and trick those who try to find out the secret. No one should know the truth about them.
Idea #2
The parents of five friends share a similar secret. These parents will not tell their daughters atau even admit to them that there is a secret. When the girls find their parents old yearbook, their conspiracies about their parents begin.
Idea #3
After receive death threats, three best friends are forced to pindah out of the state. When trouble continues at their new home, the boys are angry so they figure out the reason for the threats.
A group of friends try to hide their biggest secret. A secret that could send them to jail r worse the electric chair. They kill, kidnap, and trick those who try to find out the secret. No one should know the truth about them.
Idea #2
The parents of five friends share a similar secret. These parents will not tell their daughters atau even admit to them that there is a secret. When the girls find their parents old yearbook, their conspiracies about their parents begin.
Idea #3
After receive death threats, three best friends are forced to pindah out of the state. When trouble continues at their new home, the boys are angry so they figure out the reason for the threats.
Run
~*~
Run by
Run through
Run away
Run to
By, through, away, to
Run
~*~
Run by
Running by
That’s what happens
When you’re living life
anda run by
Everything
Some may need
Another try
Run by
~*~
Run through
Running through
It’s what we sometimes
Want to do
Run through school
Run through life
It doesn’t matter
How much strife
It may cause others
It may cause you
Run through
~*~
Run away
Running away
It what we should do
Everyday
From ugly things
From messed up dares
From human beings
Who don’t give any care
On who they are
Go very, very, very far, just
Run away
~*~
Run to
Running to
Run to the One who is calling you
He’s calling you
With open arms
Just welcome Him
With your whole heart
anda won’t need to run anymore
When He’s right there with you
Run to.
Fin
~*~
Run by
Run through
Run away
Run to
By, through, away, to
Run
~*~
Run by
Running by
That’s what happens
When you’re living life
anda run by
Everything
Some may need
Another try
Run by
~*~
Run through
Running through
It’s what we sometimes
Want to do
Run through school
Run through life
It doesn’t matter
How much strife
It may cause others
It may cause you
Run through
~*~
Run away
Running away
It what we should do
Everyday
From ugly things
From messed up dares
From human beings
Who don’t give any care
On who they are
Go very, very, very far, just
Run away
~*~
Run to
Running to
Run to the One who is calling you
He’s calling you
With open arms
Just welcome Him
With your whole heart
anda won’t need to run anymore
When He’s right there with you
Run to.
Fin
Here anda are
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
anda cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
anda can't desert
Trust me child
For anda will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
On a road
Gone so far
Nowhere to go
You've hurt so bad
Wishing it to end
Don't hold back
Just trust me
Close your eyes
And choose your path
One is good
And one is bad
Just hold on tight
You've got to choose
It's whats right
anda cannot lose
Take a step
It will not hurt
Your at a crossroad
anda can't desert
Trust me child
For anda will see
How it is ment to be
Hold your breath
And take that step
It won't be hard to do
And soon you'll be filled with love
Comfort and hope too
Something I came up with.Please comment!!!
Class ended. As I walked out of the classroom, I still felt sick. I went to my locker and put my stuff away. As I turned around, two tall 11th graders stood in front of me. One of them berkata "Let's play a game! Its called 'Bully The New Girl'!" My jantung trembled with fear. My hands glowed a little black. I quietly berkata "Go away. anda do not want me to hurt you." I guess one heard me, he berkata "Ohh! Im so scared! Heh, now, no lebih stalling!" Just he was about to meninju, pukulan me, Bruno grabbed his hand. And berkata fiercely " Do not hurt her. atau I will hurt you!" Bruno squeezed his hand. The boy screamed loudly. Everyone looked at him. And the two boys ran away with fear. I berkata " Bruno! How did anda do that?" The voice screamed in my head, "He's the one, he's the helper" and he replied "Uhhhhh. I know karate?" I laughed nicely. He smiled warmly. Then berkata "Ugh, I think I'm gonna puke!" He took me to the girl's bathroom and ran upstairs to get back to class.
The words made my breath fall short in my throat, a small whimpering sound went up through my chest. I slowly rose my watch, exactly the time I was to be doomed. The part of the dinding carrying the dread words burst open and rats started to crawl in, immediatly gnawing at my flesh, I tried to back away, but the part i had opened up suddenly closes and i was trapped in darkness, I was trapped, I was trapped with no hope off escape and a thousand beady eyes crawling all over my body, wrigglin down my chest and making their way towards my heart. I spun and rolled around as much as I could in the small space, but the rats were persistent, and my blood trickeld all around me, forming in a pool under me. After a while a finally gave up. For all I had done i was payed with my own dead, locked in a narrow passage with rats all around me, the last living things i would ever interact with. I began to sob softly and my final breath flew from my body, I was a limp, lifeless corpse.....