He kissed anda slowly, and the feeling of cinta drowned your senses. A hug. A kiss. And anda went further on.
anda walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much lebih different than the other.
anda enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
anda shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. anda grab the pisau under your tempat tidur from when anda were eating semangka and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. anda can’t control it. anda walk out your door and towards the person anda love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. anda lift the pisau into the air and try to hold back. anda fingers cringe, trying to press the pisau against his neck.
anda feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. anda let out a quiet sigh and smile. anda are glad that anda didn’t kill. anda slowly lose grip of the pisau and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the pisau is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that anda are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
anda begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” anda whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” anda whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, tampilkan he would be gone any second.
anda run to his side and ciuman his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I cinta you.” anda say slyly and step away from the body.
anda walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much lebih different than the other.
anda enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
anda shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. anda grab the pisau under your tempat tidur from when anda were eating semangka and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. anda can’t control it. anda walk out your door and towards the person anda love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. anda lift the pisau into the air and try to hold back. anda fingers cringe, trying to press the pisau against his neck.
anda feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. anda let out a quiet sigh and smile. anda are glad that anda didn’t kill. anda slowly lose grip of the pisau and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the pisau is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that anda are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
anda begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” anda whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” anda whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, tampilkan he would be gone any second.
anda run to his side and ciuman his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I cinta you.” anda say slyly and step away from the body.