This is the second quote book the first one Dark quotes is finised for now, it's been a long time forgive me. this is basically just the Power of Words. Quotes from People. Yeah. you may or may not enjoy it.the cover art is not mine and i own basically nothing :|
words i put on paperi write to take a step closer to my healing journeysilly or not these words mean so much to me and maybe when you read ityou might feel somethingyears of feelingsgrowthand change is what you will read as i continue to grow and find the true me.
un simple chico que solo decea poder tener el amor de su madre....---:no me gustan los conejitos---:no me digas conejito ---:no soy tu conejo---:tengo nombre----:mama... necesito que me des de tu amor.......
This a story where sans the one from undertale travels back in time and made a change in the war that broke out against monsters and humans. Sans accidently killed one of the human thinking it was chara and he used his gaster blaster and the damage of it was so high that it almost made a huge hole where the monsters found an advantage of throwing all the humans and now the humans are in the underground. See what happens next by reading the story.
Also available in Goodnovel^-^Sabria Verone Villin is an 18 years old lady who always hates the Protagonist in every drama or movie she watches even when she reads a book. But she has a soft spot for the Villain. She understands their pain, an endless pain living alone in a dark room with no one to rely on.What makes her feel this way? It's because she was betrayed by her best friend and stole everything from her. Including her boyfriend. But one day an accident occurred. Dash, who is a car racer, faced life and death situation while driving his car. He was in a coma for 6 months. When he regained his consciousness, he didn't remember anything about the present. Only the memories he spent while being together with Sabria.Is this a great opportunity for her to get back with Dash? Or will it make everything worse?
Every idea I try to express verbally seems to get mixed up. I'm sure many can relate. I write poetry to express my ideas and beliefs. Some are sad and others are stellar. Like the world my poems are everchanging.
Addison Kodas is Phillip High Schools go-to girl. Nice, funny and one of the best soccer players in the state. Playing for the Male Soccer Team along with her older brother, Luke and her bestfriend, Brad they make it to championships. After kicking the winning goal everyone crowds onto the field; rejoicing. Until they spot Addison. Shaking on the field. Rushed to hospital, Addison soon finds out the life changing news. Epilepsy; a neurological disorder marked by sudden repeated episodes of sensory disturbance, loss of conciseness, or convulsions, related with abnormal electrical activity in the brain. Trying to cope with the set back, Addison continues to compete in soccer, even though her condition worsens. Luke and Brad being the only ones who know why she thrives to play, they help her through tough times. Fit after fit, Addison begins to loose herself. Continuously getting hit with a brick wall.Will Addison survive this?Or will she lose everything in a blink of an eye?
I would like to compare myself to Cinderella. Except my Prince Charming isn't charming at all. He's more of a jerk, being the captain of the football team. My mother didn't disappear out of my life, she left willingly and didn't look back. My "Ugly Stepsisters" weren't ugly at all. On the outside. On the inside, they were cruel, heartless, bleached-blonde twin barbie dolls who lived off of popularity. You wouldn't call them prostitutes because you could never tell from their impeccable platinum blonde hair and nice clothes. Oh and did I mention that they had a matching stepmom with a heart of stone? You're probably also wondering, where's my dad to be my knight in shining armor? At work, which is what I'd answer because he's a real estate agent with clients all over America. I had no fairy godmother to whip up some magic for my life, only my crazy best friend Ivy, who would act on whims and do insane things for no reason. My name isn't Cinderella or even Ella for that matter. It was Ashleigh, or as my lovely stepsisters would say, Ash. But Cinder and Ash go hand in hand don't they? This is my fairytale and in the 21st Century, short of magic, there isn't going to be any happily-ever-after anytime soon.
He's a 'bad boy', he's a flowerchild. They have nothing in common, yet their attracted to each other. Only problem is that they've never talked before and they would never admit it to each other. Maybe being locked in a closet together will spice things up a bit?