Promises/обещания
I can't promise a world,Where dark clouds don't hover over us.I can't promise you,that I will be here forever.I can't promise you my heart,in return for yours.I can't promise you my loyalty and trust.I can't promise anything,because a promise will always break eventually.I can't promise you a promise,because that would be a lie.I can't promise a life where I would stay by your side,I just am not capable of promises.I am a person who doesn't believe in promises,because no matter how much you mean it,it won't be true forever.I have a phobia of promises,they make me scared and nervouse.She looked me in the eyes and said "I promise",and that made me aware that she was lying.I hate promises,because they mean nothing to people.I used to look at promises with a smile a loyal way to show someone you care,a harmless shake of the hand.I wont promise you anything because I know that I'm not worthy of your trust. Lillian xx (Not to offend people who love promises)
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shadowlinxxx morgan
aw thanks🌺💕
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2020-05-30 15:35:23
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POET UNKNOWN
OMG!! AMAZING LILLIAN ❤️❣️
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2020-06-02 18:33:51
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shadowlinxxx morgan
@POET UNKNOWN *smiles* THANKS so much❤❤
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