I won't forcibly Love Beginnin' of writin' the 25th of May The end of the writin' of the 25th of May Per 7 hours
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Ha, I've seen a bunch of whores, So many whores broke my heart, Haah, Now i look at 'em like dirt! Hah, I wasn't smart then When communicating with real whores, I didn't take into account the characteristics, Why should I be with bitches? Why? They stupidly use me, I tried to be, Not henpecked, But I met a bitch, who only loved my wallet, I was shocked then, From the fact that there are So many whores in the world, Fuck, Then I was dumb as a BOARD, I never took a shit-reward, Then I seemed to be lying in the Rot, At that moment I was covered With a Stupor, I won't forcibly love, I won't forcibly love, I won't forcibly love, I'll never live with a rotten girl, I hate this bitch, fuck off, How do they live in a world? Everyone closes their eyes, But I see the truth, I don't wanna waste my time on this guff.. They do not love anyone, They pretend they love, But in real love the wallet an' car, When you wanna relax from her in the bar, She wants to eat in a restaurant, I always regret 'bout meeting with her, Now I look at her like a piece of shit, When I'm without her, I feel free! I wan' see her bleed! I don't need her! Yeah, I WON'T, FORCIBLY, LOVE, I WON'T FORCIBLY LOVE, I WON'T FORCIBLY LOVE, I don't wanna feel depressed, Let all whores roll down, Let what passed, remains in the past, I don't want to remember him, I'm sick of those whores, I regret, that i drove 'em to stores, They didn't deserve the Flowers, She always owned me, Fuck that shit, This shit's so sad, What i had I have spent, fuck Because of these bitches, For their needs, i just realized now, What I had to send, These bitches on 8 letters, (Fuck y'all), But now I'll not even call them, I've already deleted 'em from my life... Blegh... Fuck, bitch... Slut...
2019-06-23 19:14:24
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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ENGLISH;I am happy, when the sun shines bright and your smile is genuine.I am sad,when the rain pours down and your eyes flood with tears.I am angry,when you lie and are selfish.I am jelous,when you spend your time with everyone but me.I am excited,when I know I have a day ahead with only you.I am worried,when your promises are slipping away from my reach.I am heartbroken,when you prove to me I will forever be alone.I am scared,when my nightmares turn into a reality.I am lonely,when you walk away for good.I am so damaged,when you break my heart over and over again.. I am tired,when I feel all these emotions at once.I feel so alone,that I'm starting to like it that way.I feel too many emotions,and that's what makes me human.I feel things,and that is something I'm not capable of stopping.I am not going to hide away my emotions,because without them I mean nothing,with out them I am nothing. Lillian *Sorry about errors* RUSSIAN; Фамили счастлив, когда ярко светит солнце и "твоя улыбка искренняя". Мне грустно, когда льет дождь, а твои глаза наполняются слезами. Я злюсь, когда ты лжешь и эгоистичен. Я болею, когда ты проводишь время со всеми, кроме меня. Я взволнован, когда я знаю, что у меня впереди только один день. Я волнуюсь, когда твои обещания ускользают от моей досягаемости. Я с разбитым сердцем, когда ты Докажи мне, что я навсегда останусь один. Мне страшно, когда мои кошмары превращаются в реальность. Я одинок, когда ты уходишь навсегда. Я так поврежден, когда ты разбиваешь мне сердце снова и снова .. Я устал , когда я чувствую все эти эмоции одновременно. Я чувствую себя настолько одиноким, что мне это начинает нравиться. Я чувствую многие эмоции, и это то, что делает меня человеком. Я чувствую вещи, и это то, что я Я не собираюсь прятать свои эмоции, потому что без них я ничего не значу. Лилиан и моя дорогая подруга Фиалка Я скучаю по ультрафиолету LILLIAN xx
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