taylor lautner

Sitting at the grave of my best friend ad my daughter in the town of la push makes me think of two species that changed everything.
The stone read "Jacob Black" and "Renesmee Cullen" side oleh side, together in unity.
i visit every year, to see how time has not aged them, atau will fright atau heartache will offend them, They are forzen and in peace.
However berkata that cinta doesnt not sacrifice was mad. From what i have seen of cinta in my 80 years of non-living
Love doesnt not judge but it accused.
It does deserve justice nor is it punished.
Love is neither earned atau found, nor created, its just there....

The men surround me and I am getting ready to scream with all I've got when I see the headlights approaching. I'm thankful that whoever it is may help me. The car spins around its a rather new Volvo. It's Edward Cullen's. The door swings open and he orders me to get inside. But he had turned the vehicle so fast that it was still moving. Moving towards my frail body. The open door hit my head and the crack of my scull breaking fills the air. Blood pours into my eyes and mouth. I fall over and slam onto the cement. The Volvo continues its movement, crushing my legs beyond repair and the smell...